"We, the Three Musketeers of Jingshan Academy, are finally together." Fatty walked in front and said arrogantly, seeming to have forgotten that he was the last in Class A.
"Fat man, have you been secretly reading martial arts novels?" As soon as he heard the fat man talking about swordsmen, Ling Yun also became interested and said this for no reason.
After the words were spoken, Ling Yun realized that he was in ancient times and there were no martial arts novels anywhere.
"How do you know?" The fat man looked at him in surprise.
"Ah, what?" Ling Yun was a little confused.
"How come you know martial arts novels? Have you read them? Let me tell you, I have been reading them since I was a child. Wow, they are so fascinating."
When he talked about martial arts novels, Fatty seemed to open up a conversational box, and he kept talking.
"Fat man, did you meet any old man or something like that when you went out on the street?" Ling Yun had an idea, as if he remembered something.
"How do you know? Ling Yun, are you a divine fortune teller? Do you know this too?"
The fat man was amazed, wondering how Ling Yun knew, and looked at him curiously. Could it be that his best friend is also a good fortune teller?
"Go, go, let's go." Ling Yun looked at his malicious eyes and pushed him away in disgust.
When Ling Yun pushed him away, the fat man was not angry, and he approached him and said mysteriously, "Ling Yun, you don't know. One day last year, I met an old man selling swordsmanship on East Street. The old man saw
At first glance, I was amazed and said that I have amazing bones and am a martial arts wizard."
After taking a breath, he continued, "He said that he has a copy of the Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon, which he only sells to people with whom he is destined. Seeing that I am destined to him, it is a priceless martial arts secret book, and he only sold it to me for five taels of silver."
"Then, did you buy it?" Ling Yun said calmly, his tone full of ridicule.
"Of course I bought it. It's a rare commodity. Besides, this is one of the most popular palm techniques in the world. You can't miss it." The fat man continued excitedly.
Zhang Jinwen, who was standing aside, saw the two of them chatting, and couldn't get in the conversation at all. He could only ask, "What are you talking about? Why can't I understand?"
But the fat man ignored him and followed Ling Yun, "You don't know, after I bought it, I felt like I had found a treasure and I wanted to hold it to sleep."
Ling Yun asked, "Have you practiced?"
"Hey, I only practiced for three days before my parents hid me." When the fat man said this, his expression was depressed, as if full of regret.
"This, this is indeed a pity." Ling Yun showed a faint smile.
"But how can I, Zhou Shoufu, give in? The more they stop me, the more I will become a martial arts master. One day I will shock their jaws. So do you know what I did?" The fat man was impassioned, his words full of passion, not up to
A bold statement about never giving up.
"What have you done?"
"I went to the old man who sold my palm skills again and begged him to buy me another copy. At first he was not willing, saying that the exercises are only sold to those who are destined..."
"Pfft." Before the fat man finished speaking, Ling Yun couldn't hold it in and laughed out loud.
"why are you laughing?"
"No."
"But you are obviously smiling!"
"Really?" Ling Yun looked at him with wide eyes, and the fat man nodded seriously.
Seeing him like this, Ling Yun couldn't help but laugh again.
"Ling Yun, what are you laughing at? I'm sharing this with you very seriously, but you're like this, hum!" Ling Yun kept laughing, and the fat man couldn't help but get angry.
"Okay, okay, I won't laugh anymore, you can continue talking." Ling Yun said kindly.
"Later, after I begged hard, the old man had no choice but to realize that he was destined to me, so he made an exception and sold me another copy."
"So, how much did you spend on the second book?" Ling Yun said with a dry smile.
The fat man slowly stretched out ten fingers.
"Ten taels?" Ling Yun was stunned and looked at him in disbelief. He opened his mouth wide enough to stuff an egg into it.
"What, you don't believe it? It's only ten taels." The fat man was proud, as if he had gotten a huge advantage.
"Shou Fu, you spent ten taels of silver to buy a book?" Zhang Jinwen on the side couldn't understand what they were talking about, but when he heard that Zhou Shoufu actually spent ten taels of silver to buy a book, he couldn't help but be stunned.
Eye-opener.
"How about it? You think it's cheap too, don't you?" Seeing Zhang Jinwen speak, the fat man patted him on the shoulder, feeling proud.
"Is it too expensive?" Zhang Jinwen asked cautiously.
Although his family lived in the county town and his father ran an inn, he couldn't spend even ten taels of silver. He was obviously frightened by the fat man's generosity.
"Why is it so expensive? The martial arts secret book is a rare item that everyone in the world wants. For ten taels of silver, that's a huge bargain." The fat man couldn't help but explain when he saw his two good friends questioning it.
"Later, when I bought the martial arts secret book, did you practice it?" Ling Yun was very curious as to whether Fatty had practiced this unique martial arts secret book.
If he had practiced it, logically speaking, he should know that he was deceived by the old man, but looking at him now, he didn't seem to know the reason.
What happened in this, he was very confused.
"No." The fat man shook his head.
"Oh? You spent so much money and you didn't practice?"
"Hey, I just bought it. I didn't know that the traitor knew about it. He told my parents behind my back. He just put it under the bedside and disappeared after eating." The fat man was dejected, obviously complaining about not practicing.
He has achieved unparalleled martial arts skills and is still worried about it.
"What happened next?"
"Later, I went to find that old man again, hoping that he would sell me another copy. But when I went to find him again, he disappeared. Do you think it was because I had no connection with this practice? In the end, it was all in vain.
Have fun." The fat man sighed and couldn't calm down for a long time.
Ling Yun thought, this is really the stupid son of a landlord!
I'm afraid you don't know what your parents have done for you. It's really pitiful for the parents in the world.
No wonder she wanted to come to see him that day. She was probably afraid that someone would lead her son into trouble, which would make her mother worried when he traveled thousands of miles.
It seems that the Zhou family has put in a lot of hard work for Fatty, but in the end he is still so simple and stupid, which is either a blessing or a curse.
"It's okay, Fatty, we will meet again eventually." Ling Yun patted him to comfort him.
After all, his parents didn't tell him the truth, and he, as an outsider, couldn't say anything.
But that charlatan was probably dealt with by his parents.
"By the way, Fatty, can you memorize the Thousand-Character Essay? Tomorrow I'm going to have to recite my back." In order to reduce Fatty's sadness, Ling Yun had to divert his attention.
"Ah? If you didn't tell me, I would have forgotten. Come on, come on, go back and memorize the books." As he said, he stepped forward and pulled the two of them back to the classroom.