Meet the owner of Peach Blossom Island at the beginning of the game

Chapter 8

After lunch and a short rest, Huang Yaoshi came to Fang Yanming's side.

"Minger, do you know what the purpose of practicing martial arts is?"

Fang Yanming was stunned for a moment, and shook his head in confusion.

Perhaps Huang Yaoshi didn't expect the five or six-year-old boy in front of him to answer, so he continued to talk.

"There are countless people who practice martial arts in this world, some for fame, some for profit, some for power, some for chivalry, for Taoism! My uncle never expected you to be a hero praised by everyone, and he would not mind you becoming a hero." A monster everyone despises."

Seeing Fang Yanming listening to his words seriously, Huang Yaoshi nodded indistinctly and continued.

"But I, Peach Blossom Island, must remember three points!"

"First, don't respect the teacher and respect the way, and harm the fellow disciples. Punish!"

"Secondly, all evil Yin is the leader, who humiliates women by Yin. Punish!"

"Third, without my permission, teach other people's outstanding scholars. Execute!"

"You only need to keep these three points in mind, the rest, when you are successful in martial arts, whether you become a chivalrous man or a villain, I will not care about it."

Fang Yanming muttered something, recited the school rules Huang Yaoshi said, and nodded vigorously.

"Remember it? Then let's kowtow to worship the teacher!"

As he said that, Huang Yaoshi turned around, his green clothes fluttered with the wind, and the atmosphere around him became more and more heavy. It was so oppressive that people couldn't breathe, and his profound cultivation was gradually revealed.

Fang Yanming only felt tightness in his chest, and exhaled hard twice, feeling more and more out of breath.Seeing Huang Yaoshi's figure standing upright again, a longing look unconsciously appeared on his small face.

Perhaps because of scruples in his heart, the expression on his face changed back and forth, but in the end he was determined, as if he had made up his mind.

"Little uncle, can I just kowtow and not ask for a teacher!"

Perhaps hearing the solemnity in his words, Huang Yaoshi suddenly came back to his senses.

He only saw the stern look in Huang Yaoshi's eyes, and felt that something around him was pressing against his body again, and he couldn't breathe even more.

The cyan figure on the opposite side was extremely majestic, rushing towards him like a scourge.

Fang Yanming's face was pale, his lips were tightly closed, his teeth were clenched, and traces of blood leaked from his lips.

Seeing his nephew's expression, Feng Heng looked worried, clenched his hands tightly, and the pinched fingertips showed paleness.

Huang Yaoshi suddenly laughed.Fang Yanming suddenly felt his body loosen, his eyes darkened unconsciously, and then he knelt down on the ground, panting heavily.

Seeing the white toe of the shoe standing in front of him, Fang Yanming raised his head, and saw Huang Yaoshi's tall figure again.He was looking at himself with a smile on his face.

"Boy Ming, do you know that my Peach Blossom Island is famous all over the world, as long as you succeed in practicing, there is nowhere in the world to stop you, so why don't you want to be a teacher?"

Fang Yanming shook his head firmly, the smile on Huang Yaoshi's face faded, and there was a hint of coldness in his words.

"Ming boy, do you know that I am proficient in astronomy and geography, five elements and eight trigrams, Qimen Dunjia, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and even farmland water conservancy, economic strategy, etc. I am proficient in everything. As long as you practice well , no matter if you are famous in the world, or you are named as a marquis and worshiped as a minister, you can get riches and honors at your fingertips! So, you still don’t want to be a teacher?"

Shaking his head again, the firmness in Fang Yanming's eyes became even more serious.

Huang Yaoshi took a step forward, and that frightening aura surged up again, this time his words had a hint of murderous intent, making Fang Yanming feel like he was in the middle of that hideous corpse mountain of blood in the sea.

"Boy Ming, do you know that I, Huang Yaoshi, is known as Dongxie in the world, if you act like this, is it true that you are not afraid that I will kill you!"

The killing intent exuding from his whole body made Fang Yanming feel cold physically and mentally, as if he was placed in a world of ice and snow.

Suddenly thought of something, Fang Yanming smiled lightly, the smile was so warm, as warm as spring.

"Little uncle, don't scare me! You won't kill me."

As soon as these words came out, Fang Yanming suddenly felt his body relax.

Huang Yaoshi said blankly, "Although I won't kill you, if you don't become a teacher, you don't want me to teach you anything!"

"But I have a master!"

Fang Yanming smiled, the smile was so warm, it made people feel warm like the spring breeze.

He smiled again, with a memory in his eyes.

"I have a master, little uncle. Although he never explicitly accepted me as a disciple, although I never knew his identity, although his martial arts were never as high as yours, even though I don't know if I will see him again in this life. But he , is my master!"

When Fang Yanming mentioned the master he was talking about, his face was full of warmth, respect and admiration.

Seeing his expression, Huang Yaoshi sighed inwardly.

At this time, Feng Heng came over, breaking the tense atmosphere between the two.

She used her motherly tenderness, gentleness and virtuousness to neutralize the tense situation between the two.

Gently patted the dust off his nephew's clothes, rubbed his pale cheeks, and asked softly: "Ming'er, would you mind telling my aunt? Tell the story between you two."

Fang Yanming hesitated for a moment, looked at the gentle aunt, then at the tall uncle, nodded his head, and said slowly.

"To be honest, little aunt, little uncle, I don't know who my master is. The first time I met him, there was a flood at home..."

A sentimental look appeared on his little face. Neither Huang Yaoshi nor Feng Heng interrupted his speech, but just listened quietly.

"Seeing my parents trying to throw me on the roof, and then they were washed away by the flood in the next moment. At that time, I felt as if the sky was about to fall, and I didn't have any parents anymore!"

Crystal clear teardrops flowed from the eyes that had only smiled before.

"The water was extremely turbulent, rumbling, and I was also extremely cold. At that time, I didn't know what to do, and I didn't know what to do. I couldn't help but cry. In the end, I was tired of crying." I fell asleep clutching the roof."

"When I woke up again, Master held me in his arms, it was really warm!"

After speaking, he looked at Huang Yaoshi and Feng Heng again, and said softly, "It's like I was in the inn that day."

Hearing his words, Huang Yaoshi smiled, as warm as the sun in spring.Feng Heng burst into tears and kept stroking his nephew's little head.

Eyes bent into crescents, Fang Yanming continued to talk.

"My master! It's very strange and interesting."

"When he was walking, he always looked at his feet unconsciously. When he lit a fire at night, he kept driving away the moths that kept coming."

"One day, I suddenly took off his turban and found that his head was bald. Then I asked him if he was a monk, and he didn't answer me."

"Later I found out that he ate a lot of the meat he bought, and secretly drank alcohol in the restaurants in the city. Maybe he is not a monk."

"He looks ugly, but he is very gentle, but he doesn't like to talk."

"At that time, he asked me to walk some strange footwork every day. When I asked him, he didn't say anything. Oh! It's the one that my uncle asked me to demonstrate just now."

"It got even weirder later on. They asked me to recite some messy things, and then they patted me all over my body. But it's strange to say that after every time, my body feels warm and comfortable."

"He just kept walking like this, and he didn't say where he was going, so I followed him all the time. Sometimes when he was tired from walking, he would hug me. That's it, about three to five months."

"Suddenly one night, he thought I was asleep, said that he might be in danger this time, and asked me to take care of myself, and then disappeared. I wanted to find him, but I knew where to go, so I could only ask as I walked. "

"In the end, others didn't find it. Then one day when I was robbing food, I was chased by a vicious dog, and I was rescued by that old man, and then I followed him."

Hearing his nephew pretending to be relaxed, Feng Hengzhu burst into tears, took him into his arms, patted his back, and kept thinking about my poor son.

He raised his little hand to wipe away the tears from Feng Heng's face, and comforted her like a little adult, saying, "Auntie, I just met you guys! I'm fine now!"

Feng Heng nodded heavily, wiped his face with his sleeve, and gave the child in front of him a smile.

After comforting my aunt, Fang Yanming walked up to Huang Yaoshi, tugged at his sleeve, and asked softly, "Little uncle, can you teach me martial arts? Although I don't have a teacher!"

His face was full of longing.

Huang Yaoshi sighed and waved his hands.

"As you please!"

Hearing his words, Fang Yan put on his posture, knelt on the ground solemnly, and kowtowed three times.

Huang Yaoshi nodded and said to him: "Although you have never worshiped me as a teacher, I will still teach you well."

"Although you don't join my sect, you are still from Taohua Island. I will treat you more severely than other disciples under my sect. If you don't satisfy me, I will stop talking about martial arts from now on. I will never teach you again!"

"And you, you can no longer stay on Peach Blossom Island, and you will have nothing to do with me on Peach Blossom Island from now on!"

"So, is it possible?"

Hearing this, Feng Heng's face was full of anxiety, seeing her husband's serious expression, but there was nothing he could do to change it.

Fang Yanming looked solemn and nodded vigorously.

With a wave of his hand, Huang Yaoshi had already made a teaching plan for Fang Yanming.

"You are still young, and there are experts who have opened up the muscles of your body. Although a year wasted, it is still a good time to lay a good foundation."

"From today onwards, you will study and practice calligraphy with your aunt in the morning. After lunch and dinner, you will each have a cup of tea. In the afternoon, you will read the books I gave you, and ask me if you don't understand."

"Until you can stand for three hours, I will teach you other martial arts. So, understand?"

Fang Yanming raised his small fist with a look of perseverance.

"understand!"

Huang Yaoshi pointed to the tree and said, "If that's the case, let's go."

Fang Yanming began to practice the method of stance under his guidance.

Huang Yaoshi corrected his posture while explaining the key points.

"This stance is about being as still as loose. Toes forward, body lowered, squatting down gradually, legs open, standing still."

After fiddling around, seeing Fang Yanming's appearance, Huang Yaoshi nodded in satisfaction, then sat beside Feng Heng and began to read a book relaxedly.

Sweat was constantly flowing, which wet the loess under his body, and his figure was trembling and shaking, but Fang Yanming still gritted his teeth and persisted.

Suddenly, there was a voice in my ear, "It's all right."

His anger instantly relaxed, and he fell to the ground with his head raised.

Looking at the rustling leaves and the sunlight passing through, feeling the beauty of this world, Fang Yanming slowly closed his eyes...

(End of this chapter)