In the dense forest in the mountain stream, a young man was sweating profusely and using a wooden knife to deal with a big tree that was as thick as three people hugging each other.
"ah!"
With a loud shout, the big tree fell down. The young man suddenly jumped up with excitement.
The boy who cut down the tree was naturally the same Jiang Ergou from before. Perhaps this time he was stimulated by the experience of traveling around the world, so he cut down the last big tree in just two days.
"Yeah, let's go, let's go to the world. Let's go to the world."
The young man took the wooden knife and rushed towards the dilapidated hut.
"Old man, old man, pack your things quickly, it's time for us to set off."
The young man rushed into the hut, not caring about his unfortunate master who was sleeping. He took his arm and shook him.
The old man was caught off guard by the thunderous sound, which was probably no less powerful than a full-strength palm strike when he was fighting with his enemy.
"Er Gou, stop, stop, you are going to murder your master! Stop."
The old man looked at this unfortunate apprentice with the same helpless expression.
"Old man, the hundredth tree has been chopped down. It's time to go."
The young man was slightly out of breath.
"Okay, okay, let's go, let's go now. But you have to wait for me for a while."
"What else do you have to do? Let's go. It's such a shabby place. What else is there?"
The old man ignored the excited young man and went to rummage through a pile of sundries piled aside.
"Ergou, do you know what is most important for people of our generation to travel around the world?"
The old man made a sound while looking for something
"I know what's most important, old man, tell me what's most important."
"Hahaha, in this world, there are two most important things. The first is that you have to have a resounding name."
When the old man said this, he seemed to have thought of some interesting scene and burst into laughter. He even stopped rummaging for things. It took him a long time to stop laughing.
"As for you, the title of Ergou is quite powerful. When you meet someone in a martial arts competition in the future, you can tell yourself that you are under the river Ergou. This will ensure that your opponent will make the first move and lose half the chip."
After saying that, he ignored Jiang Ergou, who had a murderous look behind him. He continued to laugh and rummaged through the pile of junk.
"This is the second one...well, I finally found it."
"Hoo, ho."
The old man blew gently and pulled out a rusty knife from the debris.
"The second thing is to have a handy weapon. As for this, the master has already thought of it and prepared it for you."
With that said, he threw the knife to the young man.
"Calculating the time, we have been here for almost seventeen years. You are also seventeen years old. People in the world don't want to have birthday parties, so this knife can barely be regarded as your birthday gift."
The young man took the knife, which had some faint rust marks on the scabbard. Instead of showing any disdain, he held it in his arms as if he had found a treasure.
"Old man, where did it come from? How much money did you spend on it? I don't want it if it's of low quality."
The young man said no, but his hands holding the knife became tighter. After all, after playing with wooden knives for more than ten years, this was the first time he had touched a real knife.
"As for what kind of good knife you want, this knife was just picked up by me when I came back from a fight between two groups of bandits."
"Bragging again."
Boy hehe
He smiled and took out the knife. Although the scabbard was somewhat rusty, it was still primitive, and the blade was very white. It could even reflect a person's face.
"Based on this appearance, it's impossible to get less than one hundred taels of snowflake silver."
"Oh, I also know Xue Hua Yin. It's not bad. I don't know if I saw it from the Jianghu novel I brought back. There is a little bit of the temperament of traveling in the Jianghu in it."
"Old man, just stay one more night and I'll give this knife a good lining."
"Hey, don't be in a hurry to leave now. Were you as anxious as a monkey just now?"
The old man said in a somewhat sinister tone.
"If you had taken out the knife earlier, why would I have gone to such trouble?"
The young man took the knife and walked out of the house.
The old man looked at the young man holding the knife and smiled happily. In fact, this was a broken knife that he had picked up. When he went out, the old man spotted this knife at a glance from an ordinary-looking weapons store.
At that time, this knife was the treasure of the shop. At first I refused to buy it no matter what, but in the end it cost a full three hundred taels of snowflake silver to get it. It was far from the one hundred taels the young man had guessed. The old man spent a lot of money on it.
I lost all my money and was hungry for several days on the way back.
It's just that the young man won't ask about this matter, and the old man won't talk about it either. Maybe it has to be buried deep in their hearts.
The knife is a good knife. This can be seen from the fact that the scabbard is slightly rusty after it has been piled in the junk pile for so many years.
The young man came to the pond and found a good sharpening stone. He whizzed and whizzed at the knife he had just received, which was slightly rusty in the scabbard. There were two words carved on the handle of the knife.
:Kunwu.
The name of the sword is Kunwu, Jiang Ergou's sword.
The first ray of sunshine in the morning came over the mountain and shone into the mountain stream. The water of the pool was sparkling. It was a different kind of scenery.
Last night, the boy didn't sleep all night, and he still held the knife and polished it hard. Finally, he picked up a handful of water with his hand and poured it on the blade. Under the reflection of the sunlight, the already white blade became even brighter.
People's minds are swaying.
As for the scabbard, which was still rusty at the end, it was naturally polished by the young man.
"Er Gou, why don't you finish it? You've been quarreling with me all night and prevented me from sleeping."
The old man who rushed out had a rather strange look. Not to mention his messy hair, it had always been like this, but the two balls of cotton stuffed in his ears were so conspicuous. Coupled with the two dark circles under his eyes, it was very...
funny.
Of course, the boy's condition was not good either. It was just his overly excited expression that concealed the fatigue deep in his eyes.
"Today is the first day for this young hero to become famous in the world. Old man, please don't ruin this young hero's state of mind."
The old man was stunned for a moment and stopped talking. In fact, in general, he didn't know what to say. He just felt a little sick looking at this slutty thing.
…
At the mouth of the mountain gorge, on a large blue rock, a young man with long flowing hair stood on it with a deserted expression.
He was carrying a not-too-large burden and holding the Kunwu sword in his hand. He was wearing a white robe swaying in the wind. Although this young man was not very handsome, he was still pretty for a seventeen-year-old.
At first glance, this picture does look a bit like one of those young heroes in the world. Of course, it would look even more like it if there weren't those two dark circles on his eyes.
"Old man, let's go. I will take you to ride your horse and whip your whip to dominate the world."
After saying that, the young man jumped off the boulder and strode out of the mountain stream.
The old man stood at the mouth of the valley, letting the wind blow by him. There is a saying, yes, it is messy in the wind. It perfectly fits the old man's appearance at this moment.
"That's bad. Is this kid stupid? You need to be more careful in the future. Don't let him go out and hurt others again."
After saying that, the old man turned back and took one last look at the valley where he had lived for seventeen years. He took in the entire scenery, as if he wanted to remember it all in his heart.
"I don't know if I can come back again in the future."
The old man murmured to himself, and suddenly thought of something.
"I guess there's no chance."
Turning his head to look at the young man walking out of the valley, the old man's eyes twitched slightly with a slight smile.
"It's better to be young. You don't understand anything and don't miss anything."
After saying that, the old man carrying a rattan-like object on his back gently lifted his feet and walked out.
In Yuzhou, on the official road to Jinguan City.
"Get out of the way, get out of the way, there are six doors to catch important criminals, get out of the way if you don't want to die."
Suddenly, six or seven figures on horseback ran rampant on the official road, causing pedestrians to rush to the side of the road to hide.
"Old man, who are those people? They seem to have quite a lot of background."
A somewhat sneaky figure and a somewhat rickety old man, this is the unlucky master-disciple duo.
"It must have a lot of background. Didn't you hear it? Six doors, you know where it is? It's said to be a place where even ghosts will lose their skin if they get in."
"so smart."
The young man was very surprised
"Of course, the Emperor Taizu of this dynasty, Chu Tian, was just a commoner in the world, and he became a first-class master on his own. Not to mention, in the troubled times, he pulled up a desperate army and started from Liaozhou.
, captured what is now Da Chu, which is the largest place in the eight states and thirty-six counties."
"Later, his son, who is now the emperor Chu Zheng, was no longer a simple master. His family was originally from the world of Jianghu, so he naturally knew what kind of temperaments those Jianghu people had. Many Jianghu people at the time had the same temperament.
Using the method of violent rebellion, many of the imperial officials were killed and then fled. No one could catch them anyway, so they could continue to live freely in another place."
"Later on, Chu Zheng established an organization called Six Doors, which classified gold, silver, copper and iron into four types of head catchers. Not to mention silver, bronze and iron, these gold medal shops are all famous second-grade masters.
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"From then on, these six gates were dedicated to killing Jianghu warriors who used force to break the ban. Over the years, many masters have been rounded up and hunted by these six gates, including a second-grade master. That master
His head was hanged for ten days in turns by the policemen of six gates in eight states. Since then, the number of cases of violence has been reduced by more than half in an instant. You can tell whether it is serious or not."
Listening to this, the young man felt as if he were facing a formidable enemy. He was actually a little afraid of this organization called Six Doors.
"So, in today's world, even though the Chu Dynasty was only ruled by two generations, the world is actually a bit better than that of the previous dynasty."
The old man ignored the young man's expression and walked forward with his hands behind his back.
"Old man, just scare me. I'm not afraid. Don't try to kill my dream of traveling in the world."
When the young man came back to his senses, he seemed to feel that his performance just now was a bit embarrassing. He blushed for a moment and said these words again.
"We'll find out later if I'm bluffing you. Don't cry then."
"I won't cry, old man. I'm hungry. I need to find a place to eat."
"There is an inn not far ahead. Where can we go to eat?"