The green mountains are faint and the water is far away, and the grass in the south of the Yangtze River has not withered after autumn.
In a valley, looking around are lush trees covering the sky, and the autumn rain is falling ruthlessly. It seems that the whole world is shrouded in the ethereal rain vapor from the mountains. Just taking a deep breath can cleanse the heart and lungs.
There were only two or three guests in the teahouse on the roadside. They took advantage of the leaky roof of the teahouse to take shelter from the rain. The "Mountain Spring Sencha" tea streamer fluttered in the wind and rain without stopping for a moment.
Jiang Wen, named Zilu, was a twenty-seven-year-old knight and the owner of a teahouse. Although he claimed to have retired from the world for many years, the increasingly bizarre situations in the world finally made him unable to sit still.
After sending away the old friends who came to congratulate him, he looked at the bamboo trees surrounding him with high spirits. Even the lonely atmosphere of autumn rain on the empty mountain could not affect Jiang Wen's good mood.
There were only four words in his mind at the moment: Take office...
Start a sect!
"Director Jiang, I have done what you asked me to do. Can I accept the child as my disciple?"
The person who spoke to Jiang Wen in the tea room was a fat businessman. He was wearing silk and satin, and he looked very wealthy. However, the face of an old man who was nearly sixty years old was full of tangles, as if he was standing in the table during cross talk and went to the toilet. It looked like someone had taken the paper away again.
Jiang Wen bowed his hands humbly: "Boss Fang, thanks to your efforts this time, I was able to seize Dawang Peak from the Jianning Mansion. This is the number one peak in Wuyi!"
What is Pai Noodles? This is called Pai Noodles.
The number one spot of Dawang Peak is not the first one in terms of altitude. It means that Dawang Peak is the first mountain that must be seen on the way to Wuyi by land and water. Because of its majestic and straight shape, it is also called "Dawang Peak". "Tianzhu Peak", when you hear this name, you will know that it is extraordinary.
Of course, the main reason why the government is willing to sell such a famous mountain is because the mountain is deserted and difficult to climb, and it is worthless except for the scenery from a distance.
I remember that back then, even the famous Xu Xiake got lost on this mountain and thought he had encountered a ghost in the middle of the night.
"You're welcome, Director Jiang. The money has been paid and this is the land deed..."
Shopkeeper Fang, the silk merchant, said with a smile, and took out a land deed with the official seal from his sleeve.
Jiang Wen pushed his hand and said: "How much? I must pay back this money - just as I said before, I will pay it back in thirty years, no penny!"
The smile on Shopkeeper Fang's face stiffened: "Barren hills are worthless. Besides, speaking of Director Jiang, I will be sixty next year. If I wait another thirty years, I'm afraid I will have to collect money from the underworld..."
"I didn't think well enough."
Jiang Wen looked guilty and said, "Your little son will live here with me to learn martial arts from now on. The sect will spend money on food, clothing and daily life every month. I will also charge you tuition and miscellaneous fees, book fees will go in... You can just give me some money."
Shopkeeper Fang's face was almost angry, but he still pretended to smile and said: "It doesn't matter if I keep the money first, as long as you are willing to accept the child as your disciple..."
The teahouse was full of humble guests who were also watching and chatting. Normally wealthy people would not come to take shelter on such a rainy day, so Shopkeeper Fang and his entourage were particularly conspicuous.
The tea guests listened to their chat quietly, and were surprised that the owner of the tea house was actually a martial artist. Only a father and son in slightly cold clothes sat far away, seemingly uninterested in anything.
Any serious martial arts person who has not opened a school in Tongyi, a big city, to teach disciples, or at last established a village and established a sect. The young man in front of me wants to settle in the mountains...
This is obviously going to fall to the ground!
There was a chatter among the surrounding people, and they all paid their bills and left. Most of the originally sparse guests disappeared in an instant.
Jiang Wen had lived in anonymity here for several years, and it was normal that no one knew him. But what he was more curious about was why Shopkeeper Fang wanted him to accept a disciple?
"Shop Manager Fang, don't worry if I ask casually. If you just want to keep fit, why don't you just send your young master to practice boxing and kicking, for example, to practice martial arts at the Bailian Martial Arts School in the town?"
After asking this question, Shopkeeper Fang looked a little strange and sighed.
"I've sent it to you. The dog has bitten all the instructors from all the martial arts schools in the town. This time, Master Luo from the martial arts school was kind enough to recommend me to come and learn from you..."
"Your son is a dog?"
Jiang Wen's eyelids twitched. Is this dog a modest name or a nickname?
Shopkeeper Fang glared angrily.
Jiang Wen smiled sheepishly and said, "It's okay. I'm actually the best at teaching poor students. Even if I only have one hand and one foot left, I can still teach them!"
Shopkeeper Fang quickly held Jiang Wen's hand: "Director Jiang, just keep in shape! Just keep in shape! Please make sure the child's limbs are sound!"
"Let me give you an example. There is a leader Yue in the Jianghu. It is easy to recruit disciples and it will hurt the foundation..."
Jiang Wen calmly pulled away from Shopkeeper Fang's fat hand, "Where is your master? Let him come and meet you!"
Shopkeeper Fang's face lit up and he waved quickly: "It's right behind! Quanzi is already ten years old this year. It's too late to learn any later. Little Shitou, come here quickly!"
As shopkeeper Fang kept calling, a child with a dull expression walked out from among the servants behind him.
"What the hell is this ten years old?"
Jiang Wen took a breath of air.
Let me explain first, it’s not that someone else is standing tall against the ceiling. The child in front of me is indeed a child, but his limbs are short and his bones are amazing. Judging from his height, he looks to be at most five or six years old, neither fat nor thin. Fortunately, he is not tall.
head, otherwise Jiang Wen would directly classify him as having dwarfism.
Shopkeeper Fang smiled bitterly and said, "No one would believe it. If I hadn't watched him grow up, I wouldn't have believed it. This child stayed with his mother in his hometown in the countryside when he was a child. He had a high fever and died."
"Hey, I have used all kinds of folk remedies over the years. Unfortunately, I am now ten years old and I don't even dare to have a name. I am afraid that my life will be taken away by God..."
Shopkeeper Fang sighed and hugged his youngest son, but the child also had no expression on his face and only stared at the gurgling hot water pot beside him.
"You have to see a doctor for this!" Jiang Wen reminded.
"I also spent money to see many doctors, but they couldn't find the problem. It wasn't until a monk from Southern Shaolin looked at him that he said that the child's five qi were out of tune and had congenital defects. Therefore, he was born weak and would not be able to maintain his health well. The only way is to learn.
Internal skills and the circulation of Qi and blood can make up for one or two..."
What Shopkeeper Fang didn't say was that the monk said on the spot that as long as he was given three to five hundred taels of silver, he could teach Shaolin's secret Yi Jin Jing and Marrow Cleansing Kung Fu, and turn the world around within a year - and then Shopkeeper Fang directly reported to the official and transferred this business to him.
He deceived the monk and sent him to prison.
But shopkeeper Fang believed in his heart that this statement had some truth to it.
Even in the countryside, Shopkeeper Fang treasured his son very much. He had been fed delicacies from the mountains and seas since he was a child, and his expenses for a year were countless. It could not be that he was treated badly the day after tomorrow.
The most likely possibility is that Shopkeeper Fang had a son at an old age and only married his second wife when he was nearly fifty. One of them is old and withered while the other is not in good health. This is why the child born has such congenital deficiencies.
Nowadays, a dead horse is treated as a living horse doctor, and the younger son is becoming more and more ineffective. There is no hope for him to do business in the future. Learning martial arts from a master is the way out.
Jiang Wen's expression changed for a long time before he gritted his teeth and spoke.
"Okay, because you are so sincere, I will accept this apprentice. To be honest, I dressed up as a Taoist just to make it easier to travel around the world. You don't need to call me Taoist."
"Okay, Director Jiang."
Jiang Wen thought the other party didn't hear clearly, so he explained: "You should call me Boss Jiang, Daxia Jiang or something like that."
Shopkeeper Fang kept nodding: "No problem, Director Jiang!"
"……as long as you are happy."
Jiang Wen stood up, patted the rainwater splashing on his body, sighed softly, and touched the child's head: "Little Shitou, from now on I will be your master. I have to tell you something first. Our sect was founded in Wuyi Mountain
Dawangfeng, you can be regarded as the top disciple..."
At this point, Jiang Wen frowned and looked at his height, "It's a bit difficult to hold the door against him, but you have to study hard in the future, you know?"
Xiao Shitou's dull expression did not change at all. Jiang Wen turned his head and remained silent.
Shopkeeper Fang thought that Director Jiang was sighing and did not dare to disturb him. But in a direction where no one could see, Jiang Wen was smiling proudly.
Jiang Wen was thinking in his mind at the moment that he would treat Master Luo of the martial arts school to a meal one day, and then rescue the meat-and-wine monk from prison. Thanks to their cooperation, the scene could be completed.
I should be able to win an Oscar for my acting this time!
[Tianyancha, show the character information.]
In a position where only Jiang Wen could see it, text messages were displayed like a waterfall.
[The character panel can be displayed.]
[Name: Little Stone]
[Age: 10 years old]
[Perceptual evaluation: jade in stone]
[Evaluation of Gengu: Extraordinary talent]
[Martial Arts Evaluation: Know Nothing]
[Practical evaluation: Know nothing]
[Comprehensive knight level: common people]
[Mastering Martial Arts: None]
[Character description: This is a child who has never been exposed to martial arts, but his outstanding talent will be his best teacher. 】
That's right, Jiang Wen is using the system he carries with him to explore the child's information!
This is not the first time Jiang Wen has traveled through time.
Since I traveled here from the previous world, my body's system suddenly degenerated into this Tianyancha with most of its functions castrated, and it's not even easy to master martial arts.
This time, by recruiting disciples, I wanted to gain a glimpse into the secrets of martial arts and regain my martial arts skills.
The understanding and talent in this unknown system are divided into five levels. From low to high, they are stubborn, mediocre, unparalleled, talented, and unparalleled.
Xiao Shitou's root bone has reached the second highest level of talent, and his martial arts understanding is also excellent! The first highest root bone has never been seen before, so this second highest root bone can already look around.
He is the best candidate to recruit a disciple.
According to Jiang Wen's speculation, Xiao Shitou's so-called developmental delay is probably just caused by his naturally strong muscles.