Martial arts Dazhutian

Chapter 22 Back to Huashan

After confirming that the servants had finished the matter, Huang Lin returned to the small courtyard.

In the morning, he stayed in Uncle Fu's courtyard for a while, thinking that there was a toy that Uncle Fu would like, so he arranged for his servants to ask if there was anyone in the escort agency who knew carpentry.

"Young master, is there anything you want me to make?"

As soon as Huang Lin entered the small courtyard, he saw a young man standing there with a slightly hunched back. He was a little uneasy in the courtyard. Seeing him coming in, he hurriedly stepped forward to salute.

"I heard that you know some carpentry skills? How do you work in the stable? By the way, what's your name?"

These days, household registration is divided by occupation, such as civilian households, military households, artisan households, and so on.

This thing is still fixed. For example, if someone is a craftsman, his descendants will be craftsmen.

The vast majority of carpenters are craftsmen, and there are few rumors about it. This is the heritage of a family.

"My name is Xu San, and my craftsmanship is inherited from my family. A few years ago, my hometown suffered a drought, and I fled to Xi'an. The master took pity on me, so he let me hide my identity and join the escort agency. But apart from carpentry, I don't know anything else. , brush and feed the horses over there in the stable.”

It seems that he is still an escapee, but it doesn't matter, people with a little strength have this situation more or less in their families.

"Well, just do things well. There may be some things you need to get in the future. Today, help me make a chair that I can lie down on."

What Huang Lin thought of was the reclining chair. When he saw the grape arbor in Fubo's courtyard, he felt that the grand master's chair didn't fit the scene too well, so he had to replace it with a reclining chair.

I've been here for so long, and I haven't seen this thing before, probably it hasn't been invented yet, so I want to make it for Fu Bo's comfort.

Anyway, this thing has no technical content.

"You wait for a while, I will draw the blueprint."

In less than a while, a crooked blueprint was released.

Xu San looked at the blueprint with a wrinkled face, and could barely make out what it was.

"This thing is to stretch the Taishi chair and lay it flat, and then people can lie on it, and the bottom is made with a little curvature, so that it can swing back and forth."

Huang Lin's face was slightly red, and he explained seriously.

"Young man, try it first."

"You go back and make it first, and then send it to me for a look. It doesn't need to be too exquisite for the time being, and it will be done after it is finalized."

After sending Xu San away, Huang Lin asked people to go to the market to scan the goods and buy all kinds of books, planning to map them all into the deduction disk during the few days at home.

He went back to the small study in the courtyard and read the four books that Old Master Hu had given him.

Don't ask for the solution, save it first and then talk about it.

Stay until evening.

Xu San carried over the recliner that had been revised four times.

After Huang Lin tried it, he pointed to one of them and asked him to modify it a little bit.

This is the final version, and it needs to be done more beautifully.

The achievement of Party A's father has been achieved.

Early the next morning.

He came to Uncle Fu's small courtyard early, Xu San and the servant from yesterday followed behind carrying the couch.

"Uncle Fu, I made some good things for you. For this thing, Xu San has been working on it for a long time. You can reward me with more money."

Let the two move the deck chairs under the grape trellis.

Uncle Fu lay on it and tried it out, and was very satisfied. He also felt that Huang Lin was a little out of character, so he persuaded him:

"For this kind of thing, you can just send someone over. Why should the young master send it over in person?"

"Understood, I won't stay at home for long, why don't I see you more."

After chatting with Uncle Fu for a few words, he took the two of them away.

On the way, Huang Lin ordered Xu San and the other two to send the other reclining chairs to the elder brother and several escort leaders.

It can be regarded as giving a sweet date.

I stayed in the Escort for another three days, but in the end I didn't finish reading the books I bought.

During this period, the second uncle rushed over.

The three uncles and nephews sighed, and Huang Lin told the story of Huashan again. After returning home for a few days, the story of Huashan was almost numb.

Afternoon. Changting pavilion in the eastern suburbs of Xi’an.
Two soft sedan chairs were placed on the side of the road.

"I will send you off for thousands of miles, and I will have to say goodbye. I don't know when you will come back after this trip. I have nothing to do in normal times. Write more letters. Being on the mountain is better than being at home. Listen to your master and you more, don't be naughty."

Huang Xiong stroked Huang Lin's head and chattered for a long time.

Forbe was smiling.

"Understood, second uncle, don't worry, my nephew understands!"

For Huang Lin, the care of his family is a rare experience, and he enjoys it silently.

"Fang Daxia, regarding the name change of my nephew, he can make up his own mind, and I will trouble you along the way!"

Huang Xiong clasped his fists at Fang Buwen again.

"Mr. Huang, don't worry, Huang Lin is also Fang's younger brother, so he will take care of him carefully."

Fang Buwen waved his hand.

"It's getting late, so I won't delay your journey, take care along the way."

Huang Xiong patted Huang Lin on the back again.

"Second Uncle, Uncle Fu, let's go."

"Farewell!"

After the two bid farewell, they got on their horses.

"drive"

The two horses galloped away.

Huang Xiong and Fu Bo watched outside the long pavilion for a long time, until the two horses disappeared into the distance, they silently returned to the soft sedan chair.

The horses soared, and the trees on both sides flew past behind them.

The gale blowing against Huang Lin's face not only dispelled Huang Lin's parting melancholy, but also messed up his hair.

"Senior brother, is there any difference between inner martial arts and inner martial arts?"

Huang Lin bent down, leaned against the horse's back and shouted loudly at his brother.

Thinking about going back to the mountain to learn complete mental techniques and martial arts, I couldn't help but fantasize about white clothes wielding a sword, killing a person in ten steps, etc. in my mind.

"You'll know when you go back."

Fang Buwen sat steadily on the horse, his body undulating as the horse ran, holding the rein in one hand and the wine gourd in the other.

I didn't see him roaring loudly, but his voice rang steadily in Huang Lin's ears.

Huang Lin just yelled, and then fell silent.

It was really tiring from shouting, and his riding skills were poor, so he didn't dare to make bigger moves on the horse.

In the evening, it was still the ruined temple.

Re-spread dry firewood over the ashes.

Watching the changing flames, Huang Lin felt the faint smell of beggar chickens from that night reappeared in the air.

Glancing at his senior brother, he consciously took out the cooked food.

Fang Buwen didn't speak, probably because he remembered the embarrassing incident of that day.

There was an embarrassment in the silent ruined temple.

The shadow of the beggar chicken looms all around.

After hastily eating, Huang Lin entered the Sea of ​​Consciousness after carrying Zhou Tian, ​​and plunged into the deduction disk.

The deduction board has undergone tremendous changes, and it is no longer the gray and empty scene at the beginning.

It looks like a garden.

This is a new ability that Huang Lin has explored these days.

After reflecting a lot of books on the market at that time, he suddenly thought, since the function of "categorization" came from his idea, what about changing scenes?

Do it when you think of it.

Sure enough, it can be changed, the deduction board is no longer a gray area, but has become what he imagined.

After playing for a long time, I finally had no choice but to change the inside into a study room.

Reading still requires a sense of ritual.

Outside the study is a practice field, and those figures performing martial arts were also brought in from outside the deduction board by him and erected on the sidelines.

As long as he has a thought, the figure who wants to compete will appear in front of him.

Huang Lin also thought about transforming into a beach beauty or something.

It's a pity that there isn't even a dog in it, let alone a beautiful woman.

You can have a beach, but the sea is still, and the coconut trees are motionless, all in appearance.

This broken plug-in is a bit useless, and it can't even make a living thing out.

In the end, a study room and martial arts arena were built.

Go back to the study and flip through "University".

Martial arts secrets or something, go back to the mountain and study with the master for a few years before talking about it, it's too early to see that stuff now.

"The way of university lies in Ming Mingde, in closeness to the people, in"

This is the original text, with one more line below.

"The purpose of "University" is to promote noble virtues, to care for the people, and to

The books given by Master Hu are specially selected to have annotations in small print.

Unfortunately, he didn't expect Huang Lin to be hooked, and he also has the function of translation.

The golden crow gradually fell, and the white clouds in the sky seemed to be ignited, bright red like flames, and the peaks of Huashan Mountain were also covered with a layer of golden halo.

The small courtyard in Yanwei Valley is very comfortable in the setting sun.

Xiao Hei, who was lying in the courtyard, broke the silence.

"Wang Wang Wang Wang"

Xiao Hei looked up at Taniguchi, and after a few barks, he rushed out.

A toddler hiding in the corner was secretly licking the candy in his hand. He was startled by Xiao Hei's cry, and the candy fell to the ground.

The toddler first poked his head out of the corner of the wall to look at the door in panic. No one came out, so he let out a long sigh of relief and patted his little chest.

Then he looked down at the candy on the ground, wrinkled his face, and shrunk his small mouth.

He looked around, hesitated again, and finally quickly picked up the candy on the ground.

Blowing and licking, after cleaning up the candy, he turned his head and looked at Taniguchi with an "angrily" mouth.

Xiao Hei was barking happily there.

"Xiao Hei's cry, did he smell us?"

Huang Lin's voice was a little dry.

His hair was disheveled right now, his whole body was gray from top to bottom, his short sword was propped on the ground like a cane, and he was still a little awkward in walking.

"Why don't you call it a dog's nose."

Fang Buwen is much better, except for the dust on his body.

As he approached Taniguchi, Xiao Hei ran over.

"Go, go, I don't have the energy to play with you now."

Seeing that Xiao Hei was about to pounce, Huang Lin quickly took the sword and scabbard and pulled it away.

After driving for a day, I was already very tired, and I climbed such a high mountain, and now I am half-disabled, so I don't have the energy to talk to Xiao Hei.

When I came to the courtyard, I saw a woman dressed as a woman scolding a young child.

The toddler lowered his head and poked his fingers. Hearing the sound, he turned to see someone approaching.

Blinking and blinking, he burst into tears.

Opening his hands while crying, he ran towards Huang Lin, still crying:

"Father~~~mother snatches the child's candy!!"

Huang Lin was numb immediately!
Is it because I stayed too long in the deduction last night and hallucinated?
Or did you miss something when you crossed?

I have never been married in my previous life! !

It's okay for the ex to bring the child over to recognize the father! !

He looked down at his palm again.

It's still a small hand, there's nothing wrong with it!
But I saw the child running closer and closer.

He was about to open his arms to hug him with a confused face, but was suddenly slapped aside by Fang Buwen behind him.

"Cheng'er doesn't cry, Daddy will get it for you later, if you cry, you will become ugly."

Huang Lin stood aside and watched the senior brother pick up the child and coax him.

It's okay, it's my brother's.

He looked up at the child who was crying more and more miserable in the arms of the senior brother, and saw that the weapons and luggage of the senior brother had been thrown on the ground, and silently stepped forward to pick them up.

"Junior Brother Huang, right? I'm your Senior Sister Pei, please give me your luggage."

The woman walked closer and said to Huang Lin.

Senior Sister Pei is neatly dressed and looks heroic.

"Senior Sister Pei, my junior brother is Huang Lin. I was exhausted all the way. Thank you, Senior Sister."

Huang Lin was not too polite, he saluted the weapon he had just picked up, and stuffed it with his own baggage to Senior Sister Pei who had just met.

It's much easier at once.

"Sure enough, it's just as my wife said, she's a little cunning."

He didn't answer, just stroked the back of his head and smirked, the dust on his face matched with the white teeth, which made Senior Sister Pei laugh too.

"Okay, hurry up and wash up, and say hello to Master and Mistress."

"Okay Senior Sister, I'll go see Master first."

"Go, master is in the hall, and mistress is in the kitchen."

When Huang Lin walked towards the small courtyard, he heard a voice behind him.

"Just pamper me, Cheng'er is getting more and more mischievous, today she even pulled Master's beard several times, now even Xiao Hei runs away when he sees him!"

"It's okay, children, isn't it all like this, it will be fine when you grow up."

"Still crying? If you cry again, I will burn your wooden horse and wooden sword when I go back!"

"do not want!"

The crying stopped abruptly.

Sure enough, the cries of the brat are half-truths and half-false.

Huang Lin shook his head and entered the house.

"Master, the disciple is back!"

(End of this chapter)