I forced the master to be the leader

Chapter 7 I Can Hear the Numbers of the Dice

As night falls, the stars are already in place one after another, and the moon has not yet risen.

In front of the North Courtyard of Xiaodan Peak, beside a square wooden table...

"Six and six! Brother and two are good! Who is afraid of whom, the tortoise is afraid of the hammer!"

"Come on, full, full!"

"Master-student relationship is deep and boring, and master-student relationship is shallow! I will do it first to respect!"

"You brat spends a lot of time, come on, take one for the teacher!"

No matter which world you are in, the smell of meat and wine will bring you endless arrogance...

"Hey, I can't do it as a teacher. If you do it, I can do whatever I want..."

"How can Master say that he is not good enough? Come on, I wish Master this time to refine a pot of peerless good pills!"

"Okay, do it! I wish our little alchemy peak success in alchemy!"

not long...

"No, it's too fast to drink like this, let's drink while playing games!"

"Okay, let's play a game, the loser will drink half a bowl!"

Throwing dice to compare points is one of the entertainment programs that Xiaodanfeng does not have many masters and apprentices. It is just for fun, and now there are only two masters and apprentices left.

The rules are very simple, one dice cup per person and three dice.

Shake the dice cup in your hand, open the cup, add up the points of the three dice, whoever has the most points wins.

Elder Ore naturally didn't know that this "no prospect" disciple in front of him actually had a special ability...

Not long after arriving in this foreign continent, Jiang Daqiao discovered something unusual... He could hear subtle sounds that others couldn't hear, and the only reasonable explanation was——

Goldfinger! ?

As a lover of internet literature, Jiang Daqiao has some understanding of the benefits of the time-traveling people, extracting secrets from the palace, copying other people's abilities, and completing tasks to get rewards...

Compared with others' systems, although my golden fingers are a bit shabby... I can only hear some very subtle sounds.

But with Jiang Daqiao's efforts, he has developed an ability through this hidden skill...

He could already hear the number of each dice in the dice cup.

Of course, one must exercise restraint in using this ability. If the master keeps losing, he will suspect that he is cheating, and then he may find that he has the ability to "listen to the dice".

Therefore, Jiang Daqiao controlled his winning ratio to about 6:4. Seeing the ore elders on the opposite side dancing and dancing after winning a round occasionally, Jiang Daqiao suddenly felt a little complacent that "the situation is under my control".

While throwing dice and drinking, another hour passed in a blink of an eye. Jiang Daqiao shook the wine jar. The rice wine in the jar was not half drunk yet. His master was already a little unsteady and his eyes were blurred, but he suddenly felt proud...

"I think back then... I was chased by three Ziling guards, so your master fought one against three in the woods beside the moat outside the palace... as a teacher, I really am not bragging to you..."

"Brother Daqiao, let me tell you, don't you believe me, those elders of Scorpion Peak and Tianxin Peak, I tell you that I don't even look at them, I tell you that I can beat them both, believe it or not?"

"Master, I believe." Jiang Daqiao responded with his mouth, but his heart was haha. Master is like this every time. After drinking a few cups, he began to ignore the elders of the inner sect...

Talking nonsense after drinking, and the quality of the wine is extremely poor, which is another major flaw of the master.

In the future, after the master takes the position of head of the family, he will have to entertain the drinking party. This kind of wine is too ridiculous... really bad.

Then you have to dig deeper...

Jiang Daqiao filled their bowls with wine, "Come on, this disciple wishes Master to be the head of Iron Sword Sect!"

"Shh... don't talk nonsense about this!" The ore elder was frightened immediately.

"It's not that an elder who doesn't want to be the head of the sect is not a good elder. The throne of the head of the sect is not for people to sit on. Master, you can go up and sit on it for a few years!"

"Hey, hey, where did you hear such a strange saying," the ore elder heard that most of the wine had sobered up, lowered his voice,

"Daqiao, you can't just talk nonsense. If this word gets to the leader, our little Dan Peak will be finished. How can a teacher... covet the leader's throne!"

Well, it seems that my master is not mentally prepared for "becoming the head of the Iron Sword Sect in four years", and needs all-round improvement in terms of courage, courage, and layout.

……

The drinking party is over, and the night is deep.

Jiang Daqiao put Master on the bed, covered the quilt, went back to the yard by himself, cleaned up the cups, plates and chopsticks on the small table, and took the wine jar with one third of the shochu left, and went straight to the back mountain under the moonlight. go.

The first tile-roofed house leaked a little light from the cracks in the roof. Uncle Tang is still up so late?
He softly called out: "Uncle Tang!"

No one answered.

With a slight push, the wooden door opened with a sound.

Beside the Sword Washing Pool, a lamp is like a bean,
Uncle Tang was sharpening his sword. Jiang Daqiao put the wine jar on the low table and said:

"Uncle Tang, I've brought you wine!"

Uncle Tang didn't turn his head back, he continued to sharpen his black sword, picked it up after a few strokes, and inspected the edge of the sword.

On the black blade, a thin blade was ground out of the edge, shining coldly under the light.

"Master Tang, this time I went down the mountain and saw a booklet on the side of the road. When I picked it up, it turned out to be about the method of making swords. But since it was discarded by someone else, it probably won't be of much use. Please take a look, Master Tang. If it's useless Just use it as firewood."

After speaking, he put a yellowed pamphlet on a low table next to Master Tang. After hearing this, Master Tang raised his head and glanced at Jiang Daqiao, then he buried himself in sharpening his sword.

"Master Tang, that disciple is going back first."

After finishing speaking, Jiang Daqiao gently closed the door, walked through the house, and came out through the front door.

He stood at the door of the brick house and paused, waiting for Master Tang to throw the wine jar in front of him and make a "boom"...

However, it really didn't happen.

This was Jiang Daqiao's experience in Blue Star. Years of gift giving experience told him that if the first gift was thrown out the door, don't give up. The second gift will never be worse than the first result.

In fact, Jiang Daqiao had never met someone who was thrown out the first time the gift was given and was thrown out the second time.

The pamphlet he gave Master Tang just now was naturally not "picked up on the side of the road" as he said, but he spent real money, 800 taels of silver to buy it at the Southern Boundary Commercial Bank.

According to the head shopkeeper of the Nanjie Commercial Bank, this is a swordsmith's notebook handed down by the ancient swordsmith "Fuer".

If this sword casting note is intact, it can be worth more than 1 taels.

It's just that this booklet has been around for a long time and has not been properly preserved. There are a few missing pages in it, and 800 taels of silver is really the price of "making a friend".

Of course, this was just the shopkeeper's rhetoric, and Jiang Daqiao would not believe everything the businessman said.

Jiang Daqiao already knew that in this martial arts world full of killings, money is not everything, such as the secrets of exercises.

A sect's secret book of exercises is the foundation of a sect, and it is also the sect's top secret, no matter how much money others spend, they cannot buy it away.

Just like in Tiejianmen, the elders still use the most traditional "master leading apprentice" mode to teach exercises, and the teaching is all by oral instruction.

As for Iron Sword Sect's most powerful "Fireball Technique" and the secrets of kendo skills, not to mention that ordinary disciples can't see it, even the elders of the inner sect may not have seen it.

Jiang Daqiao spent 800 taels of silver to buy this sword-casting notebook at the time, and he didn't expect Master Tang to forge a peerless and famous sword comparable to "unique" with this booklet.

It should be known that there are only three famous "Bu Er" swords left over from ancient times, and now everyone knows only three, one of which is in the hands of the head of Changjian Villa, and it is the treasure of Changjian Villa.

When Jiang Daqiao bought this booklet, he was simply spending money to invest in a "hope". This hope may be Master Tang's hope, or Xiao Danfeng's hope.

In the "Fudan Project" in Jiang Daqiao's heart, Master Tang's sword casting can be regarded as a small piece of the puzzle.

Supporting the ore elder to become the head of the Iron Sword Sect, Xiao Danfeng will naturally establish a "door" prestige accordingly.

In order to establish a prestige, one must fully exploit the resources of the Xiaodan Peak. The Xijian Pond that Master Tang has always guarded has always brought infinite room for imagination to Jiang Daqiao...

A living person who can sit by the Sword Washing Pool for a long time without moving, and just focus on Master Tang's obsession, will definitely figure out something...

Anyway, Jiang Daqiao thought so.

……

　Passing by, I think this book is a bit interesting, you hit me with a ticket, I want a monthly ticket recommendation ticket~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)