Seeing that he had nodded to accept his disciple, shopkeeper Fang reluctantly entrusted his youngest son into Jiang Wen's hands, then sat down and drank tea with satisfaction, waiting for the rain to pass and the sky to clear up.
But the rain outside the tea house was getting heavier and heavier, and the tea flag with the words "Shanquan Sencha" could no longer flutter. I could only stick to the flagpole like a dead fish, looking up at the falling rain curtain in the Wuyi Kong Valley, and listening to the rain falling on the bamboo.
There were soft sounds among the leaves.
"Now that the little stone issue has been resolved..."
Jiang Wen adjusted his Taoist uniform and tried his best to look like a master of the sect. He said to a separate table in the teahouse, "Would you also consider it and worship me as your master together?"
"don't want!"
A voice was clear and ethereal, like a spiritual bird in the mountains.
Looking again, there was a five or six-year-old girl sitting there, with a round face and white and pink skin. She was pouting her lips, her eyes were dark and bright, and she looked very alert.
"You smiled very treacherously just now, I saw it!"
Jiang Wen was a little embarrassed, "Ahem, little girl, what are you talking about? How can I laugh?"
But shopkeeper Fang didn't pay attention to the flaw in his words. Instead, he looked at the little girl with envy and asked, "Whose child is this? How come he is so beautiful?"
After saying that, I glanced at my son with regret. He also looked six or seven years old. His pink jade carving looked like a figure in a painting, and my own son looked like a dull thing smoldering in a clay pot. It’s really hard to describe...
Jiang Wen opened his mouth and explained: "This is the child I rescued two days ago when I was out doing justice."
Jiang Wen went out to meet friends and ran into a Qingting prison car that was about to be sent to the Jiaofang Division. He rescued the beauty only to realize that this beauty seemed to be a little younger...
"No wonder Jiang Dao has been missing for several days."
Shopkeeper Fang wanted to imitate others in the world and praise him, but he looked particularly funny because of his fat figure.
The little girl said unhappily: "Who wants you to save?"
Jiang Wen was so angry: "Then I will send you back now, do you believe it?"
The little girl curled her lips again and lowered her head silently.
Jiang Wen comforted him: "It's not convenient for girls to travel around the world, but your situation is different and there's no other way to go. Don't use your original name. I'll give you a new name and you'll be safe when you go out."
When it comes to heroines traveling around the world, it's too troublesome. You can't just sleep in a ruined temple like a rough guy, and you have to wash up and take care of your appearance every now and then.
To put it bluntly, even if you go to the city with your senior brothers to do business, if you have to buy two separate rooms for men and women, the expenses will easily exceed the standard. In short, it will be very troublesome.
He thought for a while: "Girls are easy to suffer when traveling in the world, so they have to take advantage first!"
Shopkeeper Fang's face jumped when he heard this. Could a martial arts master say these words? He and the waiters in the store never said it so straightforwardly.
"I won't change your surname to Fu. I'm too embarrassed to give you a surname. Just change your name to Nendie?"
The little girl covered her ears and fluttered her little feet, unable to reach the ground. "What a vulgar name is this! I won't agree to it!"
"Are you not satisfied? It's understandable that children are thin-skinned..."
Jiang Wen thought about it and said, "Then change the name to Ningdie? You should be satisfied this time, right?"
The little girl who was forced to change her name to Fu Ningdie flushed with anxiety, obviously unable to accept such an inappropriate name.
But Jiang Wen said before she could refuse: "It's okay if you don't want to. The rules of the world require you to pledge your life to save someone's life. I think this great disciple is just right for him!"
After finishing speaking, Jiang Wen said to the other shopkeeper, half discussing and half jokingly, "Shopkeeper, how about letting the little girl be a child bride for Xiao Shitou? Your family doesn't lack a pair of chopsticks, right?"
Shopkeeper Fang's fat face was full of smiles: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. How much can a little girl eat?"
Hearing this, the little girl glanced at the short little stone next to her with an expression like a swamp king, and completely collapsed.
Her eyes instantly turned red and tears filled her eyes. Finally, she could no longer maintain the aloofness of a little adult, so she lay on the table and cried.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..."
During the previous commotion, most of the people in the teahouse had left. At this time, except for shopkeeper Fang and a few servants, only the father and son at the outermost table were left, drinking tea quietly until the water ran out.
Just added without saying a word.
However, the son looked at the stove from time to time and smelled the aroma of tea and boiled eggs, and suddenly swallowed lightly.
Seeing that the little girl who changed her name to Fu Ningdie finally gave in, Jiang Wen no longer bullied others and smiled at the father and son who were watching the fun next to him: "Your Majesty, I'm telling you a joke."
The father was carrying a gray cloth baggage and was dressed in gray clothes, which made him look more dusty. However, his sharp-looking brows made him look unattractive.
He said to Jiang Wen expressionlessly: "Taoist Priest, you seem to be very interested in me just now?"
"I really don't see many customers like you two who spend a penny to drink tea for an hour and refill two large pots of water."
After Jiang Wen finished his slander, he laughed and pointed at the child beside him, "Speaking of interest... it should be your son who is interested in this useless female disciple of mine."
Neither of them moved.
The sound of iron tools clashing and the cracking of bones could be heard quietly.
After hearing this, Fu Ningdie pretended to cry, lowered her face and blinked at her father and son for help. She quickly lowered her head and pretended that nothing happened.
The reason why we can judge that the relationship between these two people is that of father and son is because although the two people are older and younger, their body shape, demeanor, and poker face expressions are exactly the same, just like the ones copied and pasted. Not to mention that their tiger mouths are obviously calloused.
And the skill is definitely not something that can be found in the "crop handle" style.
As soon as Jiang Wen said these words, he had already used his martial arts skills to remind the other party that since he was discovered here, he should tell his name and purpose, and whether the two parties were enemies or friends.
The face of the child, who looked about ten years old, moved slightly and turned to look at his father thoughtfully.
My father finally drank the cold tea in the cup and whispered: "Don't act out of emotion."
After saying that, he stood up and pretended that nothing happened just now, and said to Jiang Wen, "Taoist Master, we have disturbed you so much. Now that the rain has slowed down, it's time to leave."
After saying that, he took the lead in holding up the broken umbrella and walked into the still pouring rain.
This is to show that it is not convenient for him to reveal his whereabouts, but he is definitely not malicious. He hopes that the other party will not press him again - if he continues to ask questions, he will have to turn against him.
When Jiang Wen saw that the other party didn't speak, he sighed, opened the drawer from the tea room's water-burning stove, packed two taros and glutinous rice cakes with banana leaves, caught up two steps and stuffed them into his son's hands.
"Just drinking tea is for digestion, how can you keep yourself full?"
The child's face remained unchanged and he wanted to refuse, but his stomach growled at an inappropriate time as soon as he walked. Then he hesitated and accepted the steamed taro and glutinous rice cake.
After thanking him softly, he followed his father into the rain holding an umbrella, while Jiang Wen looked thoughtfully at their gradually disappearing figures in the rain curtain.
The moment he turned his head, Jiang Wen once again showed a thoughtful expression.
Official Hong Xi was born in the Shaolin Temple, and his entire family was massacred after his involvement in the anti-Qing Dynasty and restoration of the Ming Dynasty was exposed. In recent years, he has carried out killings in various places for revenge, which has long angered the official uniform, and he has become a key criminal designated by the Qing Dynasty's Criminal Department. Now he appears in Wuyi Mountain
It must be a disaster rather than a blessing.
Chong'an County has long been covered with portraits of Hong Xiguan, but I can't really compliment him on his painting skills. I can only say that after giving full play to his imagination, he looks a little bit like a human being.
It wasn't until they met by chance today that he realized that the appearance and clothing of the two people in front of him were exactly the same as the old Hong Kong movie "The Five Shaolin Patriarchs" he remembered. If he followed the plot, in the movie, the father and son fight poisonous people, defeat the demon monk, and save the Fifth Patriarch.
There will be blood on the road.
Jiang Wen had no good impression of the Qing court at all. In the past few years, the order to keep his hair or not was forced to hide in Wuyi Mountain and pretend to be a Taoist priest to save his hair.
Therefore, it is absolutely impossible for Jiang Wen to sit back and ignore Hong Xi's official defeat in Wuyi Mountain. And if he does not want the town to become a river of blood and the peaceful days to be cut off from now on, Jiang Wen must make some plans first...
For example, it would be a good idea to cut off the Qing soldiers' minions before they find any clues and start killing.
"Director Jiang, do you know those two people?"
As an old shopkeeper who has been in business for many years, Lao Fang is obviously more accurate in reading people. He recognized at a glance that the look in Jiang Wen's eyes was not doubts and temptations, but a deliberate approach.
Jiang Wen did not deny it.
"That's right, but he doesn't know me."
Nonsense, that guy looks like Jet Li, why don't you take another look? If it were a dragon coming over, Jiang Wen would have to close the stall and run away to prevent the IKEA kung fu master from using his meager property to practice.
In the recent weirdness of Jianghu, in addition to the gradual spread of some deeds that give people a sense of déjà vu, there are also rumors of unexplained things happening, which are slightly different from when they first arrived a few years ago.
The rivers and lakes are turbulent, and weird news frequently comes out, such as a person in the martial arts who practiced martial arts but went insane, someone swallowed Ganoderma lucidum and eventually turned into an ape, and among the unearthed martial arts treasures there was only an unknown figure with a majestic head.
The bones, the thin coffins of the masters who have been dead for many years are full of traces carved by minions...
This was not only incomprehensible, but also unbelievable. Even if Jiang Wen had systematic help, he could not see through the weirdness.
After all, Jiang Wen's Sky Eye Checking System was very limited. Only when he was close enough and had physical contact could he see the person's information. In the end, he was not able to get close enough to shake hands with his father.
But the investigation of the child just now has been completed. The flow of information bursting out of him has been memorized by Jiang Wen in a moment.
[Name: Hong Wending]
[Age: 8 years old]
[Perception evaluation: Gifted]
[Evaluation of Root Bone: Uncut Jade in Stone]
[Martial arts evaluation: a first glimpse into the door]
[Practical evaluation: Handy]
[Comprehensive knight level: slightly proficient in fists and kicks]
[Mastering martial arts: Shaolin Internal Kung Fu (introductory), Hongjia Quan (advanced), and the deadly choke gun (advanced)]
[Character description: Practicing martial arts since childhood gave him the ability to fight early. His calm mentality and extraordinary understanding are his most deadly weapons.]
"Everyone is gone, let's close the stall."
Jiang Wen said to the other shopkeeper, "Let's go to town to buy some changes of clothes for Ningdie and Xiao Shitou. It's windy on the mountain and children, big and small, can easily catch cold."