Chapter Three: Lu Xiaoxian Sneaks Out
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"You don't even have to do anything. They have all entered the cycle of grain reincarnation. If you want them, I can pull them... and give them to you."
"What do you mean?" Chen Daoxuan seemed puzzled and asked.
"It's just... forget it, it makes me sick just thinking about it."
Chen Daoxuan thought for a moment and said coldly: "Looking for death."
Chen Dao
chicken.
He chased for twenty or thirty miles and entered a jungle with fallen leaves covering his insteps. Looking at Chen Daoxuan who was slowly coming down, Lu Xiaoxian kindly comforted him: "Go back, you weakling, you are no match for me.
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Chen Daoxuan looked at Lu Xiaoxian with some difficulty, he was still chewing on the chicken bones.
Lu Xiaoxian also saw his reluctance and said: "Why don't you go back, or I will give you a taste of the chicken's butt. A weak chicken like you is not worthy of my sword. I only fight with masters."
, vowing to become the best sword in the world."
Chen Daoxuan looked at the so-called "sword" wrapped in tatters in his hand, and said calmly: "It's indeed cheap enough."
"Young master is gone. Next time I have a chance, I'll treat you to a drink. Lihua drunkenness is the most beautiful."
"People are ugly, but they still think they are beautiful."
Chen Daoxuan twitched his mouth disdainfully.
"Then why are you chasing me? The problem is not very simple. If you treat me to a drink and you give me money, won't I just eat and drink for free?"
"You think everyone is an idiot. I have always punished evil and promoted good. How can I let you go?"
Chen Daoxuan snatched his words and said.
"Go, I'm too lazy to listen to your nonsense, I'll talk about it later when I have the skills. Besides, I'm not ugly, okay, let's go!"
Indeed, judging from his clothes, they are a little old, but they are also very clean. They say that to judge whether a person is beautiful or not, first look at the nose, secondly at the mouth, thirdly at the eyes and fourthly at the eyebrows. Just look at his appearance.
, sharp edges and corners, not too bad.
Compared with Chen Daoxuan, he is a little rough. However, the skin of a teenage gangster is delicate and firm.
Lu Xiaoxian smiled at Chen Daoxuan, and walked towards the forest while drinking. He staggered a few steps at first, but in an instant he was gone.
Chen Daoxuan was shocked. Could it be that the person he met was not a human being? As he was thinking, Lu Xiaoxian's horrifying voice came again.
"If you are dissatisfied, let's see you at the Yixiao Liquor Shop in three days?!"
"Good boy, don't let me catch you, or I'll have to kill you."
Chen Daoxuan was left alone in the forest muttering.
In fact, Chen Daoxuan was arranged by his father Chen Fu to go to Chaoyang City to learn kung fu from his future father-in-law. When passing by Lihua Town, he happened to hear about Lu Xiaoxian, a ruffian, so he decided to teach him a lesson.
I learned Taoism from my father since I was a child, but I was also very interested in hand and foot kung fu. I practiced some simple and consistent movements since I was a child. Therefore, when faced with rogues like Lu Xiaoxian, I naturally feel that I can deal with it calmly.
Now on the Qin Ling Continent, Chaoyang City can be said to be a family of martial arts. People who practice martial arts in the world are all proud to enter Chaoyang City. The people of Qin have always been martial and good at fighting, so when it comes to martial arts in the world, Qin is the benchmark.
After Lu Xiaoxian returned, three broken bamboo houses were surrounded by fences. He jumped lightly and stood in the middle of the yard.
"Kneel down."
An old man's voice came from inside the house.
"Master, so what?"
"You have the nerve to ask. You have been chased by an ordinary boy for twenty or thirty miles and have not escaped. You still deserve to call me master. I am really angry with you. I am so angry with you."
An old man with white beard and white hair walked out of the room in the middle and pointed.
"Master, I'm here to teach you a lesson. It must be very powerful. Don't be angry. I brought you roast chicken. Please try it quickly."
Lu Xiaoxian quickly took out the roast chicken with the legs removed from his arms and presented it to the old man.
The old man took it over, looked at it and smelled it, and said, "Why is there still half of it?"
"Master, I'm hungry too. I ate a wing and tore off a leg."
Lu Xiaoxian explained carefully and secretly rejoiced. If he had something to eat, his master would definitely not punish him this time.
"It's useless, then you don't know how to use it. I've wasted all these years teaching you."
When he looked at the old man again, his beard was covered with oil. He stretched out his hand, and Lu Xiaoxian handed over the gourd very sensibly. He grabbed the chicken with one hand and the gourd with the other. This time he could escape.
Unexpectedly, the old man put down the gourd and walked out carrying a bamboo.
"Reach out."
"Master, can you please stop beating me? It hurts."
Although he said he was unwilling, he still obediently stretched out his hand.
Hearing the sound of bamboo breaking through the air, Lu Xiaoxian waved his hands in pain.
"Master, please spare me this time, just for the sake of stealing chicken for you."
Whoosh, again.
"Eating chicken won't stop me from whipping you."
Lu Xiaoxian held back his grievance and endured the most painful beating. But he could only bear it and did not dare to say anything. If he dared to say more, he would be beaten severely. In the words of his master, he picked it up by himself anyway.
Baby, I don’t feel bad about beating him up. And since he still wants to take the old master’s mantle, he naturally has to beat him up even harder.
"Okay, get up."
Seeing that the master's anger had subsided, he also spoke. Lu Xiaoxian stood up aggrievedly. Although the sky was already dark, he could not hide the tears in the corners of Lu Xiaoxian's eyes.
But the old man calmly pulled up a rough-made bamboo recliner, took the wine gourd, and lay down on it.
"You've only been beaten a few times and you're crying. Look at your potential."
Looking at the palms of Lu Xiaoxian's hands, they were already red and swollen, and there were bruises and broken skin. It seemed that this old guy was not gentle.
"Has the sword in your hand been opened?"
Lu Xiaoxian shook his head. The so-called long sword wrapped in rags in his hand was the weapon he usually used for martial arts training. It was long enough, but not thin enough, and it was too heavy.
"Okay, stop crying and look sad, just open it and take a look."
Lu Xiaoxian looked happy and hurriedly opened it, but when he untied it and found that the long sword the master mentioned was just a rusty iron rod, the joy on his face disappeared.
"Master, you are lying."
"That's right, if I don't lie to you, how can you practice martial arts with peace of mind."
"No wonder there are red rust stains on my hands every time I practice swordsmanship. I will never believe you again."
Lu Xiaoxian lost his temper and sat down on the ground, feeling more aggrieved than being beaten. Originally, his master had told him that he would succeed in learning and when he opened the long sword in his hand, it would be the day he started teaching. As the saying goes, "Walking around the world, wielding a sword will end the world."
Let him do it. Now it seems that he is lying to himself. He is just trying to make himself run faster and give him food and drinks.
Although Lu Xiaoxian felt aggrieved, he did not put aside the so-called long sword that he had carried with him for so many years, and held it tightly in his left hand.
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Chapter completed!