Chapter 4 [Sword School]

As the old man guarding the door came out, another old man was wearing a gray robe that was not very fit, he was fat, with many wrinkles on his face, and he looked over 60 years old, but when he asked, he was only in his fifties.

"I, Xu Ji, you are Shen Lang and Shen Daxia?" The old man looked at Shen Lang and felt that the person in front of him was a little more outstanding than the rumors, at least in his image. As for martial arts, it should be good, right?

Shen Lang clasped his fists and said, "I've seen Master Xu in Shen Lang."

"Please come in, please come in!" Xu Ji led Shen Lang into the dojo. The old man in the door was called Wang Yong. He had been here for decades. Now he was a little dizzy and had no heavy physical work, so he was just responsible for the door.

"He is my junior brother. When he was young, he was also good at his skills and his talent was better than me. Unfortunately, he fought with others and injured his meridians, which led to his continuous decline in martial arts and his body was also secretly injured. In the end, he could only do this. Alas..." When Xu Ji mentioned this past event, he still couldn't help but sigh.

Shen Lang looked at the old man in the door and saw that although he was younger, his eyes were cloudy and he was not angry, as if he was just a shell to sit at the door.

The most painful thing for a martial artist is not death, but the abolition of martial arts, especially at the most exciting moments in his life.

"Just call you Shen Lang, don't mind?" Xu Ji asked.

"Senior, please do whatever you want." Shen Lang nodded, and as the old man walked along the way, it turned out to be a deserted temple. At least so far, no apprentice has been seen.

"The Sword and Sword School was founded by my master. He once received thousands of disciples back then. It was the most prosperous temple in the surrounding area of ​​a hundred miles. The master's sword control technique focuses on practicing Qi, and emphasizes the use of Qi to control swords. He uses Qi to make moves very fast. It is a unique skill. He once made a fortune in the world and is considered an amazing figure. Later, he was tired of life in the martial arts world, so he came back to open a temple. However, his unique sword control technique could not be passed on because no disciples could learn it. Later, the disciples gradually became more and more likely to learn it.

After leaving, after decades of ups and downs, the temple has reached its current land. I am reluctant to let the temple left by Master be abolished, so I can only encourage it to maintain it over the years, but it is becoming more and more difficult to accept disciples and the income is getting smaller and smaller. In the past two or three years, a new disciple has not received it, only seven or eight and a half of the eldest sons, all of whom are children of poor families nearby.” Xu Ji explained to Shen Lang, for fear that Shen Lang would feel that it was broken here and he would not want to stay.

It is more difficult than taking disciples, and the swordsman is even more difficult. On the one hand, it cannot afford a lot of money, and on the other hand, it has no future. Who would be willing to come here?

Not to mention martial artists in the realm of the realm, martial artists in the normal state are disdainful, and even good players among the pioneering warriors are unwilling to join.

"It's okay, I just want a place to stay. Moreover, I see that the people here are simple and the environment in the temple is elegant in the city. Three meals a day are enough." Shen Lang smiled generously. At present, this environment is more suitable for him, as long as the temple does not go bankrupt.

Xu Ji was extremely excited and rubbed his palms. It was so suitable, it was so suitable. It was so rare to find a swordsman who didn’t have a salary and only used food and accommodation. It was a timely help.

"No problem, no problem. Although the temple is dilapidated and there are only seven or eight apprentices, I am confident to keep it. Although I can't eat fish every time, I will definitely be full. When it comes to festivals and the end of the year, there is no problem with wine and meat. Shen Lang, why don't you come to our temple to stay today?" Xu Ji's hungry gaze made Shen Lang a little uncomfortable, but he nodded in the end, and the old man's face suddenly turned red.

At this time, the two had already walked to a bamboo forest behind the dojo, and the noise of the children came from the noisy sounds. It turned out that there were many martial arts equipment placed here. Although it was relatively crude and old, it was basically complete.

Shen Lang looked up and saw eight children aged about ten, five boys and three girls. At this time, they were playing games and the eagle caught the chicken.

"Geeh... Stone, you stupid guy, come and catch me, come and catch me..." A girl who acted as a chicken was wearing old clothes, with a bun on her head raised, having fun, and didn't look like a girl at all.

"Ah Hua, wait!" Although the boy who acted as an eagle was thin, he was very lively, his eyes were lively, his skin was a little dark, and he was wearing old clothes.

The other children were also playing with smiles, not realizing that someone had come in.

Xu Ji's old face could clearly feel the temperature rising and the flames rushing up, but Shen Lang had a harmless smile, watching all this with interest.

"A group of bastards know how to play, why don't you practice martial arts..." As Old Man Xu came out, the children were so scared that they scattered and wanted to escape, but were caught one by one by one by Old Man Xu.

The three girls hugged each other and looked aggrieved, while the other boys were scolded by Xu Ji.

After a cup of tea, the little girl Ah Hua pointed at Shen Lang not far away and asked curiously: "Grandpa, who is this uncle?"

Xu Ji immediately slapped his forehead and complained that he had forgotten the distinguished guest. He quickly pulled Shen Lang's arm with a guilty look on his face and introduced, "There is no rules at all. This is the swordsman master invited by grandpa. From today on, you will practice under the guidance of Master Shen. Do you know?"

"Ah?" The young men spoke in unison with surprise.

Shen Lang held the sword and said, "I will treat you well if you don't practice well, hehe..." Shen Lang showed an evil smile, which immediately made the children a little scared.

"Wow..." A child actually cried. Shen Lang touched his nose, thinking that he was so scary?

Xu Jize smiled indifferently and said, "It should be treated seriously. Grandpa is so kind to you, and he is reluctant to beat and scold you. He should let Master Shen teach you a lesson."

"Grandpa, you always scold us..." Xiao Shitou replied unwillingly.

"You bastard, dare to talk back to grandpa, right? Stop... I will make your butt bloom now." Xu Ji took off one of his shoes and chased Xiao Shitou. The old and the young started racing games. Not to mention, Xiao Shitou's child is flexible and has a fast pace, and he rotates around obstacles from time to time. Although he has martial arts skills, he is old after all, and Xu Ji is helpless for a while.

"Stop...Stop...Stop...Do you...want to make Grandpa... angry to death?" Xu Ji pointed at Xiao Shitou panting and cursed.

Seeing that Xu Ji was a little severely asthma, Xiao Shitou ran to Xu Ji with some anxiety and was caught.

"Grandpa, are you lying to me?" Xiao Shitou asked angrily with his neck straight.

"I'm lying to you, a big-headed ghost, this is called a deception!" Xu Ji picked up the small stone and placed it on his thigh, took off his pants, exposed his smooth butt, and then wrote the shoehorn and pulled it down.

Ah Hua laughed heartlessly, and the other two girls covered their faces, but peeked through their fingers, not knowing whether they were peeking at Xiao Shitou or Xiao Shitou's butt. The other boys cheered around Xiao Shitou to help count, but in short, they looked very ungrateful.

Xiao Shitou was beaten and howled, and cursed at the friends around him, "Wait, wait, how can grandpa repay you?"

"Give me back, whose grandfather are you?" Xu Ji became even more angry when he heard this, and beat him harder.

Shen Lang looked at the joyful scene in front of him, and for some reason, the rich and dry place in his heart was moistened by water, and he felt like he was alive again.
Chapter completed!