Sword Qi of the heavens

Chapter 11 It Really Got Signed Today

Soon.

Li Changlan appeared in front of a ring.

The arena here is exactly where Yang Tiexin, whose alias is Mu Yi, and his adopted daughter, Mu Nianci, set up a martial arts competition to recruit relatives.

Yang Tiexin had a vicissitudes of life, mixed with white hair, he was a typical middle-aged rough man.

In comparison, Mu Nianci, who was only seventeen or eighteen years old, was born slim, with bright eyes and white teeth, and was dressed in red, was much more seductive.

Li Changlan appeared for several days in a row, especially in his tattered beggar appearance, which was extremely conspicuous among the onlookers who changed their faces every day.

On stage, Mu Nianci and his daughter were deeply impressed by Li Changlan.

Xu Shi had very few people who came to challenge the ring today. He and Mu Nianci had rested for a long time, and no one came to the stage.

Yang Tiexin simply had nothing to do, so he came to the edge of the ring.

Yang Tiexin looked at Li Changlan and asked, "Little brother, are you also a martial artist?"

Li Changlan laughed softly: "It's not about practicing martial arts. I just learned a few moves from my friends. I saw that you often have people competing on stage in your arena, so I wanted to watch it off the stage and see if I could learn something from it."

Yang Tiexin nodded and said: "That's right, learning martial arts is by no means an easy task, and there will inevitably be some omissions when working behind closed doors. Even if you don't have to fight in person, it will be of some benefit to you to take a look at it when the two sides are fighting."

Paused.

Yang Tiexin seemed to think of something, and frowned slightly.

"My little brother, every time you meet a person with a sword on stage, you observe the most carefully and detailedly, and your eyes are the brightest. I think you should like the sword technique the most. I wonder if the little brother is a swordsman?"

Li Changlan smiled embarrassedly, and said, "I want to learn swordsmanship, but now I only know one set of palm techniques."

Yang Tiexin was puzzled and asked, "Why?"

Li Changlan smiled and laughed at himself: "I'm a beggar with no fixed place. I eat and sleep all day long, and I make my home all over the world. I don't eat the next meal. How can I have extra money to buy a sword?"

heard.

Yang Tiexin laughed heartily a few times.

"When I watched as little brother He and the audience, I sighed from time to time. It turned out to be such a trivial matter."

"Little brother, just wait here for a while."

Yang Tiexin came to the weapon rack beside him, and his eyes slowly swept across a certain floor.

Yang Tiexin's eyes flickered, and he stood still for a moment, hesitating for a moment, and then slowly raised his hand, as if he had taken a fancy to one of the long swords, but he changed his mind on the way, and instead put the weapon on the other long sword and held it. rise.

"Little brother, it is also fate that you and I met in the vast sea of ​​people."

"Although I am not a rich and powerful person, I still have martial arts skills, and I have some weapons of all kinds in my hands. I will give you a sword today."

Yang Tiexin threw the long sword in his hand towards Li Changlan.

Li Changlan took the long sword with one hand, turned his wrist, and the long sword was rotated several times in Li Changlan's hand, and then it was firmly placed across his chest.

Li Changlan held the scabbard in one hand and the hilt in the other and drew out the long sword.

The sound of the long sword coming out of its sheath was refreshing and soft, and the body of the sword was shining like autumn water under the sunlight, making the light of the sword even more sparkling, with faint bursts of chill escaping from the blade.

"Although this sword is not a famous sword, it is also a high-quality sword." Yang Tiexin reminded.

"Thank you." Li Changlan looked at the long sword in his hand, nodded in satisfaction, put the sword back into its sheath, and did not shirk it. He just cupped his fists at Yang Tiexin to express his gratitude.

Yang Tiexin nodded slightly, which was a response.

Li Changlan waited for a while.

He saw that the arena was deserted today, and the crowd stopped to watch in twos and threes, which was far inferior to the busiest days. He knew that if he waited any longer, he might not be able to wait for someone to compete in the arena, so he turned and left.

Mu Nianci, who had been watching from the sidelines, came to Yang Tiexin's side.

"Father, why did you give a good long sword to that little beggar for nothing?"

Yang Tiexin looked at Mu Nianci's puzzled expression, and said earnestly, "Nianci, when you walk in the world, you must not judge people by their appearance."

"In my opinion, although this little brother is down and out, he looks dignified and tall. He doesn't feel inferior or discouraged because of his status. On the contrary, his demeanor is full of confidence and arrogance. I think he is also a person with a story."

"Everyone travels the rivers and lakes. If you can do it conveniently, you should do it conveniently."

Listening to Yang Tiexin's words, Mu Nianci still felt a little incomprehensible, but with her character, she didn't object.

Li Changlan walked on the street, thoughtful.

He really didn't want to comment on what kind of person Yang Tiexin was.

After all, people of each era have the thinking of each era, and what they pursue and value are also different, so it is impossible to tell right from wrong.

However, Li Changlan was very sure of one thing.

Yang Tiexin has the potential to be taken advantage of.

When Li Changlan passed by an alley that few people pass by.

suddenly.

A staggered foot.

He looked down, and there was a bulging black bag lying quietly on the ground.

Li Changlan looked around and saw that no one was paying attention, so he quietly picked up the heavy bag, opened the tied rope, and looked inside.

"Hey, it really got signed today."

An hour later.

The weather suddenly changed, and rain fell from the sky.

The sky was dark with dark clouds, and the sound of thunder was faint.

Holding several cloth bags and long swords, Li Changlan trotted to the place where Huang Rong and Huang Rong rested at night with two jars of wine.

Before he could put the things down, Huang Rong's slightly surprised voice came from beside him.

"Little thief, where did you get so much food? Could it be that you were afraid of being taught a lesson by me, so you went to rob houses?"

When Huang Rong saw Li Changlan holding a pile of food in his arms, especially the long sword that Li Changlan always wanted but couldn't afford to buy, Huang Rong couldn't help but widen her eyes.

Huang Rong's eyes and tone were full of disgust, but her actions were extremely real.

She took the food with a smile, and took a jar of wine on her own, opened the bags respectively, and looked at the contents curiously.

Li Changlan shook off the rain on his body, and glanced at Huang Rong.

"You despise me for doing this kind of thing, and you still eat so happily?"

"No, it's not me who robs your house. Why can't I eat it? Besides, if I eat your food, I'm venting my anger on the family you took advantage of. Let's say I'm doing a good deed, right?" Huang Rong looked at Li Changlan triumphantly, very satisfied with her explanation.

Huang Rong looked through the food bag and found that there was nothing but a roast chicken.

The other several smaller bags actually contained the signature desserts of the most famous pastry shop in the city.

Huang Rong blinked, and instinctively looked at Li Changlan who didn't like sweets.

"Little beggar, I know you are picky about your food. I bought these foods from some of the most famous shops in the city. I took care to cover them on the way and they were not wet by the rain. Eat at ease." Li Changlan waved his hand, thinking Huang Rong Picky again.

Huang Rong ate the pastry carelessly, but couldn't say anything teasing.

When she glanced at the long sword that Li Changlan was lovingly observing, she smiled slightly, and her calm thoughts became active again.

"These foods are good, but I want your sword..."

"Stop!" Li Changlan knew what Huang Rong was going to say, and quickly raised her hand to signal her not to continue, "You better not comment, so as not to dampen my interest."

Huang Rong suddenly felt a little bored.

Li Changlan threw a small reddish-brown box over.

"What?" Huang Rong took the small box, turned it over a few times, looked at it, and looked at Li Changlan curiously.

(End of this chapter)