The days passed so peacefully for several days, as if the days were really uneventful.
Jiang Wen was the only one in the whole town who raised his vigilance every day and kept inquiring about the movements of the Qing soldiers through the teahouse to prevent them from suddenly being affected by the inertia of the plot and suddenly appearing in Xiamei Town to kill.
The day when Ma Dashan and Hongdou will get married is getting closer and closer.
"Dad, I'm back."
The young Hong Wending walked into the house, but his steps were surprisingly steady.
Hong Xiguan, who was sitting in the room with his eyes closed and concentrating, took a quick look and saw the injuries on his face and the dust on his clothes, and asked: "Wen Ding, did you fight with someone else again?"
Hong Wending patted his clothes and said, "The young master of the Ma family led someone to sneak attack on me."
After speaking, he wiped the wound on his face and added: "I won."
Hong Xiguan was not angry after hearing this, and seemed not to care at all about his son's fight.
"Have you clearly seen the opponent's martial arts skills?"
"You see clearly, I have a somewhat superficial foundation in Shaolin boxing."
Official Hong Xi frowned. He had been wanted and hunted for many years, and now only Southern Shaolin was left to provide help to him, a lay disciple.
Although Southern Shaolin has a long history of spreading its branches and leaves, and its disciples have long been spread across several provinces, and there are also problems with good and bad among them, he is still not willing to be an enemy of the Shaolin disciples.
"Wen Ding, those who practice martial arts must not be aggressive. Now that we are under the protection of others, we must know how to measure ourselves and be patient as long as we can."
When the words were spoken, the taste changed again. It was as if the son had gone out to kill people and came back, and the old father was still worried about killing so much blood in the future.
Hong Wending didn't want to listen to the lesson, and his head was spinning, "Then why do you fight with Sister Hongdou every day?"
"you……"
Hong Xiguan frowned and wanted to refute that he was doing something serious, but found that he seemed to... really only do this thing recently.
After all, Mr. Ma takes care of food and housing every day, and he has taken action on his own initiative, repeatedly stopping the burglary of Hongdou and his daughter. This is very reasonable, right?
"Dad, I'm tired of winning every time. When are we leaving?"
Seeing his father's embarrassment, Hong Wending drank all the water in the bowl and continued to ask.
"Dad is waiting for someone else here."
Hong Xiguan was silent for a moment, "Did Ningdie ask you to ask?"
Hong Wending nodded and added: "There is also Sister Hongdou. She often brings me food and then asks me when the nasty guy with a dead face will leave."
Hong Xiguan choked again, and after a while he looked at the sky leisurely: "It's almost time, the people waiting will be here soon."
On the other side of Ma Mansion, Ningdie was also crying without tears.
When she decided to follow Hong Xiguan and his son, she was attracted by the strange combination of these two people.
No matter how you look at it, a low-key father and son who travel all over the world and are highly skilled in martial arts are better than a so-called master who cheats and likes to smile evilly.
Now she just wants to return to Dongchang Mansion as soon as possible and tell her grandfather what happened at home. He will definitely find a way to rescue her parents and sister.
But not long after she was happy, she was trapped in the Ma family mansion. No matter how playful and cute she was, Hong Xiguan insisted that she still had something to do and had to finish it before leaving.
Just when I was anxious, the very beautiful elder sister next door came over. After whispering, the two made an offer that neither could refuse, and they reached an agreement instantly.
For example, today, Ningdie sneaked into the back house while doing laundry and found Miss Hongdou.
Feeling the sound of footsteps, a dark shadow flashed across Hongdou's house, and then there was a loud crackle, and the door opened without any wind.
The wedding day was approaching, and Hong Dou was sitting on a soft couch. She was very anxious because she couldn't steal anything for days.
Her face was full of smiles, her lightly made-up face was flushed with clouds, and her smile was so beautiful that even Ningdie couldn't help but feel envious.
"Sister Hongdou, what happened just now?"
"It's you, Xiaodie."
Hongdou smiled a little panicked and said, "I was scared to death, my mother almost hit a pillar..."
"Sister Hongdou, didn't your mother pass away?"
Ningdie listened stupidly, then suddenly took a few steps back, "...could it be that a ghost came to see you?"
Hongdou noticed something was wrong and quickly changed her words: "Bah, bah, bah, you heard wrong. I mean, I almost hit a pillar just now!"
"Ningdie, come here and talk to me."
Ningdie responded in confusion, but couldn't help but took a few steps back. She always felt that the atmosphere in this room was gloomy.
"No need, Sister Hongdou, let's talk here..."
Miss Hongdou couldn't stand it any longer, so she put down her pretense of being a lady, stepped forward, took Ningdie into the house, and closed the door with her hand.
"Ningdie, sister loves you so much, have you ever found out when he is going to leave?"
Ningdie cried sadly: "No..."
Hongdou gritted her silver teeth and said with hatred: "That bastard does bad things every day and still refuses to leave... No matter what, remember to do as I say tomorrow. No matter whether things succeed or not, my sister will take you with her!"
After hearing the promise, Ningdie hugged the female snitch Hong Dou intimately.
Hongdou touched her head and then asked: "Also, have you learned what I taught you?"
Ningdie said quickly: "Sister, I've already mastered the hopscotch you asked me to practice!"
After saying that, he took out four tiles from his arms and placed them a few feet apart. Then he jumped on one of them. He jumped back and forth on these tiles with quick steps. The shadows swayed unclearly. The fragile tiles under his feet
The film showed no signs of damage.
The brilliance of this step is not that it can fly over eaves and walls, but that it is light and nimble. It makes no sound when it lands on the ground. When used, it can move at night so quietly that ordinary people cannot detect it.
Hongdou clapped her hands cheerfully: "Okay! What I'm teaching you is our secret Swallow Lingyan Step. You've already started in the past week. I'll teach you the empty hand another day. From now on, we can travel the world together!"
"I don't want to learn martial arts..."
Ningdie whispered, "Father said that only rough people wield swords and swords, and girls have to support their husbands and raise their children."
Hongdou rubbed her cheek, "I haven't had a father since I was a child. My mother brought me up. Let me tell you, all men in the world are unreliable. We women must have our own abilities!"
Ningdie nodded in understanding, and then thinking about her current powerless situation, she suddenly felt that what the elder sister in front of her said made sense.
At the same time, I feel that I am not as resistant to learning Kung Fu as I was before.
He was also learning martial arts, but at this moment Jiang Wen only felt that the small stone was a real stone that could not be steamed, boiled, beaten or fried.
The abnormal strength of his root bones caused him to experience blockage. Unless he used extremely strong internal force to open up the Ren and Du meridians, or relied on hard work to break through the rock-like restraints, it would be impossible to achieve anything.
Shopkeeper Fang, who eagerly rushed to the mountain, began to feel that he might have made a serious mistake by sending the little stone to the mountain to learn martial arts.