Chapter 15: Downhill

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"It's all my old lady's son, who is not a good weapon, and has caused trouble for the big master." Mrs. Wang sighed tremblingly. "In March last year, he told me that he was bored in the village and wanted to go out and find something. Things happened. At that time, there was a distinguished guest in the village who wanted to send someone to pick him up. He asked to go. In June, he said that he had received the person. The last letter in October said that he had reached the boundary of Dongting and could come back for the New Year. Then there will be no audio."
"Old lady don't mention the word'trouble' anymore, Chen Fei was originally doing things for me at Forty-eight Villages." Li Jinrong paused and added, "The honored guest was the family of General Wu Fei, the general Zhongwu, who was calculated by the thieves. Later, the wife took one son, one daughter and two orphans away from Zhongnan. Last year, because of her hiding place, she was leaked and had to ask me for help. Thirteen people were sent to my village, all of whom are good hands."
Mrs. Wang whispered: "Ashamed."
"The robbers are rampant in the Dongting area, and this is not easy to walk. It is not known that the family of General Wu has slowed down the journey. The old lady does not have to worry. This should not be far away. You can take them to welcome them for a while." Li Jinrong With a wave of his hand, he said to Zhou Fei and Li Sheng, "This trip doesn't need to bring you two burdens. It's my cheeky begging the old lady to take you both to go out for a long time. When you go outside, you can't make your own claims and dare to give I'm in trouble, beware of my dog's legs. I won't say anything if I don't need extra instructions. Besides, the old lady is old and has more eyesight on the road. Don't wait for someone to order anything. ."
Zhou Fei rolled his eyes secretly, and muttered, "Yes."
Li Sheng hurriedly said: "Aunt rest assured."
Li Jinrong's face softened a little, and he thought about it with a twist of his eyebrows. He clearly had a lot of words to ask, but he picked them up one by one, and felt that all the words were trivial to say, no need, so he said to Li Sheng: "Shenger Send me Mrs. Wang, Afei for a while."
After Li Sheng led his wife to help Mrs. Wang away, Li Jinrong said to Zhou Fei: "Come here."
Zhou Fei was a little upset and looked at Li Sheng's backs with a distracted look. He always felt that it was no good to leave her alone by the big master. According to past experience, this idea is very valid.
Li Jinrong took her to the small courtyard where she usually practiced with Li Sheng Li Yan, took a long knife from the weapon rack, took it in her hand, and asked the inexplicable Zhou Fei: There are very few contacts with people, and the door is closed all year round. As far as I know, they rarely communicate with others. Besides, Mingfeng does not have a decent knife, where do you learn from?"
Zhou Fei was stunned for a moment, and then quickly responded, because Yulao also said that she had been taking the opportunity to get rid of it all day long, and there was a lot of evil spirits in the knife method. Spooky".
"I haven't been there, aren't they not allowed to enter there?" Zhou Fei said, "all learn from the machine."
Li Jinrong was a little surprised, because Zhou Fei was not the kind of child who never forgot. When she followed Zhou Yitang to study, she wanted to put some books in her mind. Forget about claws, but in martial arts, she has a strange talent-she may not be able to completely write down the moves she has seen, but she can pick out the most critical places, and often can get the truth accurately. Taste, go back and always guess and bring a new understanding, and blend it in her own way...I don’t know who it is.
Li Jinrong nodded, but there was no meaning of praise on his face. When the words changed, he said, "There are nine types of snow-breaking knives. They were revised by your grandfather. They are extremely fierce knives. It’s almost a little bit worse, and I haven’t heard it ever since-Yu Lao was injured in his early years, and he is also old, and his energy is slightly lost, so..."
Before she finished talking, she pulled out a long knife in her hand, turned around, supported by both hands, and suddenly exerted force.
The knife wind whined, screaming like the most tyrannical north wind in the northern part of Hebei, bluffing the wind and blowing snow, and rushing in the face-it was Zhou Fei's trick on the defloration table.
Zhou Fei took a step back involuntarily, and there was an illusion that the blood around him was frozen.
Li Jinrong fell with a knife, and then slowly said: "The real snow breaking, even if you only have a broken iron piece in your hand, it will not break, because it is not a jade and stone burning skill."
Zhou Fei blurted and asked, "What is that?"
Li Jinrong said calmly: "It's'unbreakable'."
Zhou Fei opened his eyes wide.
"People are thinking about leaving room in all ages, so there is a turning point in your uncle Yu Tai's knife technique, and the snow-breaking knife has nothing but its shape," Li Jinrong glanced at Zhou Fei and said again. "And you, you know in your heart that this knife will break, but there is no fear, because knowing that I will not treat you, as long as you delay to get red paper window grilles, you are not a snow-breaker, but a smart one."
Although Li Jinrong didn't speak good words, she rarely got no reprimand in her tone-because she always thought that cleverness is also clever. Anyway, if the goal can be achieved anyway, it means that it works.
"I'm really waiting for you. If you haven't done it before, you know that the knife will break, and your heart will inevitably shake," Li Jinrong said. "No need to argue. Everyone is afraid of death. Even a light shake is also shaken."
Zhou Fei puzzled: "But no matter what I think, the knife will definitely break."
Because even if she soaked in the Ximo River for three years, she could not beat Li Jinrong. This is like an ant who can't beat an elephant even if she learns the most powerful kung fu in the world. Believe it or not, this is the fact. Is it possible that the snow-breaker is a knife that teaches people not to limit their strength?
Li Jinrong's eyebrows moved slightly, as if she saw the doubt in her heart, and suddenly a little mean smile appeared.
She gently placed the tip of the long knife on the ground and said, "Do you know how many masters there are in the world?"
Zhou Fei did not know where this question came from. His mind flashed involuntarily the legends of many rivers and lakes that the elders in many villages had told her. They are still legendary masters.
Zhou Fei honestly said: "A lot."
"Good, many," Li Jinrong said. "There are mountains outside the mountains. No one will dare to claim to be the first in the world. But you must know that every mountain is made by father and mother. Personal starting/pointing starts from how to stand up and walk, and no one has more than you. Sha Shuo’s present is the past of high mountains, and your present is our past. A Fei, the ghost is outside People walk in the world are mortals, why can't you believe that this knife in your hand can be invincible?"
Zhou Fei froze.
Li Jinrong said: "You are optimistic, I will only teach it once. If I come back to ask later, I don't know when I have free time."
Three days later, Zhou Fei and Li Sheng packed up their simple bags and followed Mrs. Wang's wife down the mountain during the farewell of Li Yan's eighteen miles from Jinshan.
Before leaving, she looked back at the iron door that locked her in the door. I wonder if she had grown a few inches longer in recent years. She always felt that the iron door did not seem to be that high.
Is this line going well?
Can you come back in two or three months?
What will you encounter... Can you hear her father's news?
Zhou Fei and Li Sheng are both country gangsters who have never entered the city. Li Sheng’s kid pretended not to be squinted. In fact, he used to look around when he was not paying attention. Fresh silly.
Although the villages and towns within twenty yards outside the Forty-eight Village are still their sphere of influence, their styles and characteristics are very different from those in the village.
Although Zhaizhong is also a place where people come and go, they are very neat. The disciples have regular schedules for their daily routines, meals, and meals. They are all like the foot of the mountain, and there are all kinds of people, men and women, young and old, shoulder-to-shoulder. The crowd was bustling, south to north, everything was said, the hawkers shouted loudly, and the mud monkey-like children ganged down under the feet of the grown-ups, and they did not apologize for hitting people, screaming and going far away Run around.
Bargaining, arguing and laughing, soliciting business... vocals everywhere.
Zhou Fei walked all the way, and I didn’t know how many
borrowed
I heard while looking around. The street vendors like clams/toads slammed at her.
"Girl come and see my Bubi other's bright and bright?"
"Will the girl buy a bracelet and wear it?"
"Hot brown sugar biscuits, would you like to try it? It's okay not to buy, try to break one..."
Zhou Fei: "..."
She didn’t know that these hawkers were just saying hello. When someone was talking to her, she always felt bad, but she looked up and saw dozens of mouths opening and closing, but she couldn’t understand it. She was a little helpless. Fortunately, Mrs. Wang ordered someone to come. Pulled her away.
They and their party fell on the only pawnshop in the town. Zhou Fei knew that this pawnshop was the place where the letter was sent in Zhaizhong on weekdays.