The teahouse instantly became quiet, and even the sound of the harp outside the door stopped. Only the sound of rain was left, which made it even more eerily quiet.
The middle-aged man was talking excitedly, spitting foam, and suddenly his face hurt, and he was slapped for nothing. Su Yang was so depressed that he asked Lin Pingzhi to hit him as hard as possible. Lin Pingzhi hit him as hard as possible.
He was also a real person, and this palm really exerted all his strength. The man was dizzy after being hit, and his face suddenly swelled with a black and purple palm print. Even his molars were loosened, and he fell down with a plop.
On the ground.
It took him a long time to come to his senses, and said angrily: "The hunchback is rude, you are looking for death!" He got up and without saying a word, he pulled out the big knife from his waist and slashed at Lin Pingzhi.
Lin Pingzhi was not stupid. He succeeded just now because he was unexpected. In terms of real skills, he was far from his opponent. After scolding him, he turned around without hesitation and strode towards the old man playing the piano at the door. The knife behind him
Didn't hit him.
He walked up to the old man at the door, knelt down in the rain, let the rain wet his head and face, and the street sewage flowed through his clothes. He had a determined expression on his face and said nothing in his mouth.
The middle-aged man who was beaten was in vain, so he wanted to chase him with a knife. A fat man next to him held him down and sneered: "It's not that easy to run away after hitting someone."
After saying that, he raised his hands, and nine points of cold light came out of his hands, roaring towards Lin Ping's upper body.
This fat man is obviously a master of hidden weapons. The nine hidden weapons were shot in different orders, but when they flew halfway, they were already aligned and there was no difference between them. The hidden weapons were spread far apart from each other, showing a ninth-grade plum blossom shape. Even if
If someone can intercept one, he will definitely not be able to change his moves in time to intercept the others.
Seeing that the nine hidden weapons were about to hit Lin Pingzhi, suddenly there was a flash of green light, and a thin long sword appeared out of thin air in front of Lin Pingzhi. There was a series of crisp sounds, and the sword tip clicked continuously at almost the same time.
Hit nine hidden weapons and shoot them down one by one.
If you look at it with the naked eye, the sword tip looks like it is divided into nine parts, but in fact only one sword comes out.
Everyone was shocked, and then they discovered that one end of the rapier was holding the old man's hand.
The old man slowly inserted the thin sword from the bottom of the huqin, and the sword blade disappeared. It turned out that the sword was hidden in the huqin, and the handle of the huqin was the hilt.
The old man raised his head and glanced at the beaten middle-aged man, then at Lin Pingzhi who was kneeling in front of him, shook his head and said: "Nonsense!"
I don’t know whether he scolded Lin Pingzhi for talking nonsense or scolded the middle-aged man for talking nonsense.
The fat man who was handing out the concealed weapon looked at the concealed weapons scattered on the ground, and murmured in a daze: "The seventeenth move of Hengshan Thirty-sixth Road's Returning Wind Luoyan Sword, 'One Sword Falling Nine Wild Geese,' is exactly Liu Sanye's unique move.
But Master Liu San is just one sword and seven wild geese..."
You must know that stabbing a hidden weapon is much more difficult than stabbing a wild goose. The identity of this old man who can practice Hengshan swordsmanship to such an extreme level is already obvious in Hengshan City!
When the fat man thought of this, there was no trace of blood on his face. He slapped himself twice in the face without hesitation, threw a small silver coin from his arms on the table as tea money, lowered his head to cover his face, and hurriedly
Left the teahouse.
When the old man playing the piano was revealed, the fat man bowed deeply, then turned around and walked away, disappearing in the rain in a moment.
The old man playing the harp didn't even look at the fat man and continued to play his harp.
Only then did the people in the teahouse think, "The sword is hidden in the piano, and the sword makes the sound of the piano." This old man is probably Mr. Mo Da of "Xiaoxiang Night Rain"!
Especially when they saw Mr. Mo Da's shocking skill, everyone was chilled. They thought that when the middle-aged man and the fat man praised Liu Zhengfeng and belittled Mr. Mo Da, they couldn't help but echoed the words, which might get them into trouble, so they all talked about Cha Qianli.
Go, and in an instant, a noisy teahouse suddenly becomes deserted.
When Su Yang saw that everyone was almost gone, he stood up, walked to Mo Da, and respectfully bowed to his junior: "Well, Mr. Mo, my nephew Su Yang is polite."
Mo Da raised his head and looked at Su Yang carefully for a while. But his eyes were strangely fierce, and actually contained a bit of care and appreciation. It didn't look like he was looking at his junior brother's nephew, it was almost like he was looking at his own relative.
nephew.
Su Yang felt terrified when he stared at her. Why was this old man looking at her so affectionately? Could it be that he also has a daughter who wants to marry me?
Thinking of this, I can't help but feel chills in my heart. Mo Da is described as wretched, and she is already over sixty years old. If she really has a daughter, she will most likely be a middle-aged ugly woman. If he really goes to Liu Zhengfeng to propose marriage, these days, parents are very particular about the orders of matchmakers.
, my mother-in-law is the eldest, and I don’t even have the power to object.
Su Yang was thinking blindly when Mo Da asked: "Since you have arrived at Hengshan, why don't you go to Liu's house? Why are you wandering around outside all day long?"
As the head of Hengshan and Liu Zhengfeng's senior brother for decades, Mo Da must also know about Liu Zhengfeng's family affairs. It is not surprising to know his identity, so he replied: "I was about to go, but I heard a few ignorant people in the teahouse
I feel angry because you are disrespectful to my uncle, so I invite Brother Lin to teach them a lesson."
Mo Da glanced at Lin Ping, then looked at Su Yang, and said calmly: "My hair hasn't even grown yet, so I'm going to teach others a lesson. The two brats have mediocre martial arts, but they are quite timid."
"Isn't this relying on your majesty, uncle?" Su Yang chuckled: "What is your status, uncle, how can you fight with them? It is only right that we do the work for the juniors."
Mo Da stood up, tremblingly walked into the teahouse and sat down, shaking his head and saying, "In Hengshan City, Mr. Liu Zhengfeng and Mr. Liu San are the ones who are truly majestic. This bad old man like me is not very majestic."
As soon as these two sentences were said, Su Yang realized that the relationship between Mo Da and Brother Liu Zhengfeng was indeed not good, and they obviously disliked each other.
But this kind of "unpleasantness" is not indifference or hatred. In short, it gives people an indescribable feeling. It seems that it is not a simple personality incompatibility, but something hidden.
Is there something fishy? Su Yang thought to himself that maybe the best way to persuade Mo lay in the origin of the conflict between them. So he followed him into the teahouse and winked at Lin Pingzhi.
Lin Pingzhi was very obedient. He stood up and followed the teahouse. He walked in front of Mo Da and knelt down again without saying a word.
"What's going on with you kid? You stand up for me and you keep kneeling down to me."
Mo Da glanced at Su Yang with a half-smile: "It was raining heavily just now, and I couldn't hear you clearly. Did you give him some bad ideas?"
Su Yang nodded and said: "This man's name is Lin Pingzhi, the young master of Fuzhou Fuwei Escort Bureau. He was killed by the Qingcheng Sect. I asked my uncle to accept him as his disciple and save his parents' lives."
Mo Da did not speak this time. He slowly closed his eyes and leaned on the seat, seeming to be thinking about something.
Lin Pingzhi knew that this was the critical moment for whether he could enter the Hengshan Sect. He did not say anything, but kept kowtowing hard, and blood even came from his forehead.
Su Yang knew what Mo Da was thinking. Accepting Lin Pingzhi would be tantamount to offending the Qingcheng sect. Although he was not afraid, he was still a fellow in the world. Is it worth offending a sect that has stood firm for hundreds of years for the sake of one person?
?
Although Yu Canghai is narrow-minded, he is also a master of martial arts. Moreover, the Qingcheng sect is not evil. The previous generation has produced many masters with both virtue and skill. No matter who it is, for a boy whom he has never met, he will
But the enemy has caused such a big trouble, so he should think carefully about it.
Su Yang leaned close to Mo Da's ear and said softly: "Uncle, this boy has a good understanding and is willing to work hard, and his character can be considered chivalrous. However, he is eager for revenge and can easily seek quick success and follow evil paths. The good and evil of people.
, often just for a moment, I still hope that my uncle will come true."
Mo Da thought for a moment, finally opened his eyes, shook his head and said slowly: "It doesn't matter whether there are more good or bad people in the world. Who doesn't have some sad pasts? I, an old man who is about to die, can't care about these many things. Let's let this matter go.
I’ll mention it again.”
Su Yang wanted to say something more, but Mo Da waved his hand to interrupt him, and suddenly asked an inexplicable question: "How is your mother?"
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Let me explain, the masters of Qingcheng School who are both moral and artistic do not include Teacher Cang~~
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