"Xiaoyu jumped forward happily and hugged the back of the old man's hand, "Dad, sit down!
"Hey, girl, are you here to borrow food again?" The old man chuckled, stroking the beard under his chin, and sat on a chair in the small hall.
Xiaoyu stuck out her tongue playfully, "Yeah!
"Okay, I'll free up a pocket later and let that boy Chen Hu take it back for you."
Father Chen nodded with a smile and glanced at Ye Fan, who was standing outside the hall looking around boredly.
Father Chen was stunned for a moment, "Xiaoyu, he... can he go to the ground?" Xiaoyu nodded, "Young Master woke up two days ago, and he can go to the ground and walk around today."
This shocked Father Chen. When he went to Xiaoyu's house to see Ye Fan's injuries, he concluded that Ye Fan would basically not survive. Even if he survived, he would be a useless person.
Who knew that just after waking up, I could still walk around!
Father Chen stood up, walked to the door of the small hall, and looked curiously at Ye Fan up and down.
Feeling the look in Father Chen's eyes, Ye Fan felt uncomfortable. He took a small step back, bowed and raised his hands, and said loudly, "Boy Ye Fan, I have met Father Chen!
"This bow was just a polite gesture. Ye Fan bent slightly and stood up straight.
"Xiaoyu said that the herbs and rice grains that kept me alive were all borrowed from Father Chen.
The boy's narrow escape was all thanks to the kindness of Mr. Chen.
If you have any orders from now on, just call me directly, even if you have to go through fire and water, I will not hesitate!
"Dad Chen was stunned for a moment, and thought to himself, Hey, this guy talks so eloquently.
I didn't say a word, but he just said a lot!
"Well...it's a small thing, a small thing, you're welcome, you're welcome!
"Dad Chen slapped his forehead and quickly invited Ye Fan into the small hall.
It would be embarrassing for Mr. Chen to let his guests stand outside for so long.
So, Ye Fan was pulled into the hall and sat down by Father Chen with a smile.
"Ye Fan?" Father Chen motioned for Xiaoyu to sit aside, while he poured a glass of water for Ye Fan, "Are you a scholar?" Reading? Well... I have lived for more than twenty years, at least for more than ten years.
If you are studying, you should be considered a scholar, right? "Young man has read..." Ye Fan nodded.
Father Chen was overjoyed, "It just so happens that our village lacks a gentleman. I wonder if Mr. Ye is willing to teach the men in our village how to read?" Ye Fan opened his mouth and was about to speak, but was interrupted by Father Chen.
"Master Ye, you don't know.
Horse thieves are very popular in Zhezhou and they often wreak havoc in villages and towns.
For example, Taibao Village in the west and Antai Village in the north have large fences set up to prevent horse thieves from looting the villages.
Therefore, people in our village must practice guns and sticks every day to keep fit in order to prevent unexpected events!
"Ah? Ye Fan was stunned. Isn't this martial arts training? It has something to do with literacy..." In the large open space in the east of our village, the middle one is a martial arts training ground, and both sides are farmland.
On weekdays, men farm and practice martial arts to keep fit during their free time."
Suddenly, Father Chen leaned into Ye Fan's ear and whispered, "Master Ye, you are a scholar. Naturally, you know that reading and learning martial arts are only done by people in the general's palace and are not accessible to ordinary people.
If anyone dares to secretly pass on the martial arts secrets of the General's Mansion, he will be beheaded!
"What?!
Ye Fan was shocked, my god, I will be beheaded even if I am studying or practicing martial arts?!
Then...then what a fart this country is!
"Well, Father Chen... I still don't remember what you said.
My head seems to have been severely damaged and I can’t remember many things.”
Ye Fan shook his head blankly, "What does reading and writing have to do with learning martial arts?" Father Chen was also stunned. He rubbed his chin and looked at Ye Fan. Seeing that his eyes were clear and it didn't look like he was lying, he sighed.
said in a tone.
"That's fine.
It's like this. We martial arts practitioners need to practice both postures and martial arts. The secrets to practicing martial arts are all in the hands of the General's Mansion.
The situation in the country is unstable, and the people of Nanyan Kingdom have a strong and fierce folk custom. The general government is afraid that the common people will rebel, so it has always regarded the secret book as a valuable treasure. Even the most common secret book will be strictly controlled to prevent it from being exposed. "
Ye Fan nodded, "Then what?" Seeing Ye Fan's curious face, Father Chen smiled helplessly, "No matter how much control the General's Office exerts, they still can't escape those people who are unjust for profit.
So, some common secrets came out.
It's just..." Father Chen paused and didn't speak for a long time, looking at Mark with suspicion.
"Ahem, Uncle Chen, if you have anything to say, just say it. There is no need to be shy."
Ye Fan smiled faintly: "If Ye Fan spreads a word about what he heard today, he will be struck by thunder!
"Master!"
"Xiaoyu exclaimed and stood up quickly.
Father Chen smiled bitterly and shook his head, "Mr. Ye, it's not as serious as you said... Haha, but, can I trust you?" "Well... Xiaoyu saved the boy's life. If it weren't for Chen
Uncle, I won’t recover so quickly.
Haha, although this kid is not a gentleman, he can't repay kindness with hatred!
"Ye Fan said sonorously and forcefully.
Just kidding, I have received your great kindness now. If I don't repay the kindness, wouldn't it be too inhumane?
Before I leave, I will give you a fortune in Chentai Village. We will not owe each other anything, and I will feel at ease in my heart.
Father Chen thought for a while and said softly, "I'll be honest with you, but we ordinary people work at sunrise and rest at sunset. How can we have books to read like those young masters from aristocratic families? So, ordinary people
If you are illiterate, it is useless to have secret books... Ye Fan, you don’t know that all the gentlemen in this world who have read poetry and books are hard to find with huge sums of money!
"Ye Fan's eyebrows twitched sharply, it's hard to get a lot of money?!
Isn’t it right? On our planet, college students would grab a lot of them, and they would become popular here? “Ahem, sir, don’t be so surprised.
Maybe in big cities, there are more people studying.
But in our remote and remote area, it's hard to find anyone who can read..." Father Chen sighed bitterly.
Ye Fan chuckled, "Uncle Chen, you mean that you have a secret book in your hand that can help you practice martial arts? And you want me to teach it to everyone?" Father Chen was stunned and quickly clasped his fists, "Young master is smart, I am.
I have such a plan, and I would like to ask the young master to think about it.
Although our Chentai Village is not rich, we can still spare some money..." "Uh, no, no, no!
"Ye Fan waved his hand quickly, "I haven't been in Chentai Village for a long time. I won't need the money in three days at most.
Regarding teaching, I can teach you right away!"
Father Chen was immediately overjoyed, "Young master, don't try to deceive me!
"No, I won't reply!"
"Ye Fan shook his head, "By the way, Dad Chen, you only need to promise me one thing!
"Sir... let's talk!
As long as it is within the acceptable range of our Chentai Village, I will definitely satisfy you!
"Dad Chen's eyes flickered, thinking that Ye Fan was really going to make a condition. After thinking for a while, he gritted his teeth and agreed.
Ye Fan pointed to the weapon rack outside the small hall, "Can you lend me that long knife for a while?" Father Chen was stunned for a moment, not understanding what Ye Fan meant, and quickly got up and came to the weapon rack in the yard.
He picked up a knife and said, "Master, are you talking about this one?" "No, no, that one is too small, I mean the one on top!
"Ye Fan raised his fingers, stood up, and walked out.
Father Chen followed Ye Fan's finger and looked up, his expression suddenly changed.
This black iron broad-blade knife is a heavy knife that has been passed down to the Chen family for six generations. The handle is two feet long and the blade is eight feet long. Standing upright, it is a whole head taller than the tall old man Chen.
It’s just long, but the main reason is that its weight is too scary.
This black iron broad-blade knife weighed a full 960 kilograms. It was difficult for the strong men in the village to lift it, let alone dance it for hunting.
You know, an ordinary person with two or three times the limit has only 960 kilograms of strength, but the person wielding this sword must have at least three to four thousand kilograms of strength, which is almost six or seven times the limit! Father Chen's ancestors
He was an officer who had been on the battlefield, and later died in battle on the border. The government could not find the body, so they sent the weapons back.
Therefore, this black iron broad-bladed sword has been in the Chen family for hundreds of years, but no one can wield it.
Therefore, Father Chen kept inserting the knife into the gap between the stone pillars behind the weapon rack.
Many years have passed and the blade has become rusty. Who would have thought that Young Master Ye would fall in love with this knife!
"Sir, are you sure it's this sword?" Father Chen looked at Ye Fan blankly, and then said with a wry smile.
"Master, please stop joking.
When I was old and young, I could swing this sword a few times, but it was difficult to hold on to it for as long as I held a stick of incense.
The young master is so thin, isn't it..." Ye Fan laughed, "Don't mention it, this knife is good, I can use it!
"Just kidding, this sword is full of spiritual energy. It is definitely a rare martial arts weapon. Standing aside, you can feel the sword energy flowing on it.
According to the current level of the Panlong Soft Sword, this black iron broad-bladed sword is not much different.
But when it comes to the power of a group battle, this black iron broad-bladed sword is definitely bigger than the Panlong Soft Sword! The Panlong Soft Sword is too small. Although the sword's power is amazing, in large-scale battles, the lethality is not large enough.
This black iron broad-bladed sword is different. It is long and big. Coupled with the sword energy emitted from its blade, it can wrap up enemies within more than ten meters when it dances! The Coiling Dragon Soft Sword is used for assassination. It can't attack the enemy.
Prepare.
The black iron broad-bladed knife is used to defend the enemy from the front, and its lethality is terrifying! The more Ye Fan looks at the knife, the sharper his eyes become.
"Um?"
Father Chen was dumbfounded, "Sir, are you sure?"
"Uncle Chen, is there anyone using this knife now?" Ye Fan asked.
"No, no, no, sir, don't get me wrong."
Father Chen waved his hands repeatedly, "If you want it, Master, I will get it for you."
With that said, Father Chen walked around the weapons rack and came to Shi Dunzi.
He took a deep breath, grabbed the handle of the knife with both hands, and lifted it up with all his strength.
However, the old man's face was so red that he could only lift one-third of the blade.
"Haha, when I penetrated it in the early years, it was not so difficult, I made you laugh!
"Dad Chen let go of his hands and rested for a while.
Ye Fan shook his head and smiled.
This knife is not light in weight, and it is inserted into a crack in the stone.
It seems that when Mr. Chen was young, he was definitely a five-fold extreme martial artist with martial prowess!
But now... I don’t have the same strength as before!