"Child, I'll ask you one last time, have you really thought about it?" said a gray-haired man.

"Yes, Master, I have decided." The boy replied.

The young man had sword eyebrows and his eyes were full of vigor. Although his skin was slightly dark, he exuded a vibrant spirit.

"Master knows your nature, and he always says the same thing. Since you have decided, it is useless to say more."

The boy spoke silently and pulled the heavy luggage bag on his back to his shoulders.

The man continued, "The south is prosperous and beautiful, and all kinds of undercurrents are pouring in. Don't lose your nature in a foreign land."

"Master, don't worry, no matter what you do, I will definitely carry forward the skills you taught me." The young man's eyes were firm.

"Master is old, I'm afraid there will be few years of my life. There is something buried in my heart for twenty years. If you go to the south, you may be able to help me untie this knot." The man's tone was low.

"Master, please tell me."

"Twenty years ago, my beloved wife and I had two daughters in Qingxia Mountain. Later, due to a change in the master's sect, my wife and daughter disappeared. I traveled all the provinces of the Central Plains, but they were all futile. Only a few provinces in the south did not go. Since you were going, it would be the same as me. No matter what the ending was, it lasted for three years. Three years later, I let go of this knot in this life and went to Shaolin Temple to concentrate on meditation."

"Master, I will do my best to help you find your family." The boy's face was heavy.

The man took out a red wooden box half a foot square and handed it to the boy, saying, "There is a clue about my wife and daughter. Perhaps by chance, you can really meet them. You must put this thing close to your body, open it and take a closer look when you have time, and you must not lose it."

The boy took it and put it in his backpack.

"Master knows that the south is vast and it is not easy to find one or two people. Just go and look for it. No matter whether you can find it or not, I won't blame you. Go...! Don't miss the car." Although the man waved his hand, he was still reluctant to leave.

The boy nodded, turned around, walked out of the gate, followed the steps and walked down the mountain. When he arrived at the flat ground, he couldn't help but look back. The six golden words "Chishan Martial Arts School" on the gate shone brightly in the morning sunlight, and the antique buildings also seemed more sacred and ** than usual.

The young man was filled with emotion and thought to himself: "For three years, Master has treated me as his own. He is usually kind and friendly, unlike ordinary warrior Kui Kuang, but he didn't expect him to be so miserable."

He strides away and walks a secluded tree-lined road. He soon arrives at the bustling city center, and then walks two more streets to Weizhou Bus Station.

Although Weizhou is not the seat of the provincial capital of Hanbei, it has been outstanding since ancient times and has produced many talented people. In particular, the education has been very well organized. It is one of the few academic holy places in Hanbei.

...

A minibus slowly drove on a winding mountain road towards the forest farm in the deep mountains.

The minibus is very worn. Under the scorching sun, it looks like a camel carrying a load, bumping on the mountain road. The weather is hot and the air in the car is extremely dull.

There are rolling forests on both sides of the mountain road. Because of the strong sunshine, the green leaves are sunburned. From time to time, the cicadas' tired and dry cry came from the woods.

This mountain road is a main road connecting the forest farm deep in the mountains and Weizhou City. It is the only way for people in the mountains to enter and exit. There are three valleys on the way, each valley has a village, from the mountains to the outside. The first is Huangshuchong, the second is Chengjiawan, and the third is Yangliu Village. After Yangliu Village, there are no villages, and then you will reach Hetang Town. Further forward is Weizhou City. Weizhou is also a mountain city. After Weizhou, there is a vast world.

The people in the car all took a nap, and some fell asleep shaking their heads. These people were dressed up by farmers, and there were large bags of fertilizers and pesticides piled up in the middle of the car aisle.

There is a young man in the middle who is not like a farmer, with his hair that is not uniform in length and his eyes wandering in the middle of the crowd.

The young man took out a pair of exquisite pliers and reached to an old man's waist bag in front of him. The waist bag was very thick and stubbornly tied to the old man's waist. The young man pulled it hard and the waist bag moved slightly.

The young man was secretly proud. When he was about to exert force, his hand holding the pliers was firmly grasped by a strong hand, so painful that he could not move at all. The young man raised his eyes and saw that he was a 20-year-old sword-browed star-like boy with a sword-browed star-like eyes, and his eyes were full of contempt.

The young man begged for mercy with a silence, and the young man yelled angrily, "What do you want to do!"

The shout woke up the passengers in the car and everyone started shouting.

The young man squeezed his "click" and the young man screamed endlessly.

"Damn it! Stealing the old man's hard-earned money!"

The old man was ready to thank the young man, and suddenly he rushed out of the seats, holding a sharp knife, aimed it at the old man, and said fiercely: "Old guy, take out the money, otherwise no one will survive!"

The young man who had previously used pliers to find his accomplices came out to help him, and he became braver again. He lowered his head and bumped into the boy's chest.

The boy was prepared for a long time, and his body tilted slightly. The young man staggered forward and fell. With a muffled sound, the man's head hit the car body with a "bang".

The young man took advantage of the situation to lift the man's body, pushed and put it on, and threw it out the car window gently and skillfully like flowing water.

In an instant, the carriage was in chaos and the driver stopped the car.

The thin man was so angry that he rushed to the driver, pulled the driver, sat in the driver's seat, and started the car.

The whole car was stunned for a moment.

The thin man laughed and said, "Yan Ting, I don't think you've ever been outside. Don't meddle in other people's business. I'll teach you today."

The boy was not afraid and said, "Okay, let's see if you taught me or I taught you today."

The thin man grinned: "You really don't know the truth, the life of this carriage is in your hands." He shouted again: "Everyone who knows the truth will hand over the money, otherwise when the car rushes into the valley, he can only hand it over to the King of Hell."

When everyone saw that the car had already started shaking, they were stunned and shouted, and they all looked at the boy asking for help.

The boy approached the thin man in one step and tapped the thin man's limbs with extremely fast techniques. The thin man's hands and feet immediately became soft and uncontrollable and collapsed to the ground. In an instant, the car lost control and drove out of the mountain road, heading towards the cliff next to him.

It was a while since then, the boy pulled the thin man away, held his hands on the steering wheel, turned the car into a sharp turn, and stopped with a "rattle".

Because of this violent change, the people in the car were tilted and turned into a group. Everyone immediately stood up and rushed over, and their fists fell to the thin man like raindrops.

The driver was shocked and came over to take the steering wheel. He saw a little bit of a mark on the boy's right wrist, like an old knife mark or a naturally growing scar. It was a little sunken than the surrounding skin and slightly darker in color. He smiled and said, "Little brother, when you look at your logo, you are a master of fighting."

Seeing that the driver was talking about the trace on his hand, the boy raised his hand and said, "You misunderstood. This was not left by a fight. I have been there since I remember it, maybe it was left by accident when I was a child." He stroked the abnormal skin and recalled it carefully. He really couldn't remember how it left it. He also asked his mother, saying that when he just learned to walk, he once played with scissors for her needlework and threading, and accidentally scratched his hand. The driver's eyes were sharp-eyed, and he almost forgot that there was such a sign on his body, but he saw it. No wonder, after all, he was a martial arts student, and there was a scar mark on his body. Others naturally mistakenly thought it was left by a fight, which made him feel funny. I remember that even when I was fighting, I have never lost, let alone being cut by someone.

The driver started the car and said, "Little brother, thanks to you today, otherwise my second half of my life would be over."

The old man smiled and asked, "Boy, you have such good skills. You graduated from Chishan, right? What's your name?"

The boy smiled slightly and said, "You are polite, fellow villagers. My name is Lei Xiong. I am from Chishan Martial Arts School. I have just graduated and am ready to go home."

The old man said in surprise: "Lei Xiong? You are the son of Lei Zugen of Huang Shuchong? It's amazing! Everyone heard it clearly. Lei Xiong didn't go to Weizhou High School at the beginning, so he insisted on going to Chishan Martial Arts School to learn martial arts."

Faced with the puzzled gazes that everyone cast, Lei Xiong was a little embarrassed, but did not explain.

Hanbei is a strong education province in the country, and Weizhou High School is one of the best in the country. After being admitted to such a high school, it is already very stable to enter a first-class university in the country. Today in the 1990s, in the small place of Hetang Town, this incident was like an explosion. But Lei Xiong did not go to the school and went to Chishan Martial Arts School.

The old man continued: "This kid didn't embarrass Zugen when he went to the martial arts school. Last year, hey! He won two firsts!"

Everyone exclaimed a burst of praise and cast doubtful eyes: Two firsts?

Lei Xiong smiled and said, "It's Sanda and the swordsmanship."

He changed his subject and said, "Don't just praise me, what should I do with this person?"

The driver said: "He can't move now, so let him sleep here. When I return to the city, I will drive the car to the police station."

Although the thin man was unable to move after Lei Xiong's acupoint and was hit hard by another violent punch, he could understand what he said to everyone. He just closed his eyes and pretended to faint.

The car crossed mountains and ridges and soon arrived at Yangliu Village. The old man packed up his things and was about to get off the car. He said to Lei Xiong: "Good boy, thank you today! Although you are very good at martial arts, you must beware of evil spirits. I am afraid that you will get into trouble for me."

Lei Xiong said: "I'm not afraid. If a martial arts person can't even stand up for this matter, then what's the use of martial arts?"
Chapter completed!