Mixed martial arts: My daughter came down the mountain and boasted that I was a peerless master

Chapter 184 Are you going to take advantage of dad?

"Goodbye...won't I still bother my dad?"

Ye Linger tilted her head and said.

"Forehead……"

Zhang Sanfeng coughed lightly and explained:
"What does grandpa mean? You should first ask your father if he is willing."

"If your father is willing, then I won't bother him if I go."

The little guy suddenly understood.

She understood what Zhang Sanfeng meant.

"Then let me ask my dad!"

"Looking at how kind Grandpa is, he must not be a bad guy!"

Ye Linger said.

The little guy is willing to talk so much to Zhang Sanfeng because Zhang Sanfeng's tone of voice and appearance are just like his grandfather and Grandpa Hong, who are so kind and kind.

"Okay, okay, thank you for your hard work."

Zhang Sanfeng said with a smile.

"Grandpa will prepare paper and pen for you. You can write a letter to your father!"

"No, Ling'er uses this to communicate with daddy."

Ye Linger patted the sack on her back.

"This communication?"

Zhang Sanfeng looked puzzled.

Does this little girl mean that there is paper and pen in the sack she is carrying?

Zhang Sanfeng was still confused, but Ye Linger had already told Ye Changan about Zhang Sanfeng's visit to him.

……

Seven Heroes Town.

After hearing Ye Ling'er's words, Ye Changan looked confused.

"What kind of grandpa is visiting me?"

Ye Changan didn't understand what the little guy meant at all.

The little guy just contacted me and said directly to himself, "Dad, there is an old man who wants to visit you. He asked me to ask you, would you like him to come?".

How does Ye Changan know who this old grandfather is?

If you don’t even know who the person is, how can you let someone come?

"This silly girl..."

Ye Changan shook his head helplessly, went to the study and wrote a piece of paper for the little guy. After the ink dried, he gave it to him.

……

Under Zhang Sanfeng's confused gaze, Ye Linger took out the letter written by Ye Changan.

"Well...if dad didn't tell me, Ling'er would have almost forgotten!"

After reading Ye Changan's letter, the little girl's eyes lit up.

Zhang Sanfeng asked curiously:

"Ling'er, is this your father's reply to you?"

Seeing Ye Ling'er taking out a piece of paper from the sack and the little guy muttering to himself, Zhang Sanfeng had a guess in his mind.

"Uh-huh!"

Ye Linger nodded heavily.

"Is this how you and your dad communicate?"

Zhang Sanfeng pointed to the sack carried by Ye Linger.

He wondered in his heart whether Ye Ling'er was lying to him.

After all, how can anyone talk to each other through a tattered sack?

But Zhang Sanfeng only doubted it for a while and then believed Ye Ling'er.

There's no need to lie to yourself, little girl.

If she really didn't want to disturb her father, she would have rejected her directly just now.

Besides, it's not surprising that Ling'er's father is so powerful and has some magical methods.

"Yes, grandpa, isn't it very convenient?"

Ye Linger asked.

“It’s really convenient and can save a lot of time!”

Zhang Sanfeng said.

"By the way, Ling'er, what did your father tell you?"

"Dad asked Ling'er to ask Grandpa, who are you? Why do you want to visit him?"

Ye Linger told the contents of Ye Changan's letter.

The content of Ye Changan's letter was to ask Ye Ling'er to ask the grandfather's name and the reason for visiting him.

You can't just come and visit me for no reason, right?
I am not a big shot, nor am I a particularly powerful person.

Zhang Sanfeng touched his beard and said:
"Ling'er, tell your father that Zhang Sanfeng of the Wudang Sect is going to visit him."

"I want to exchange martial arts skills with you and learn a few things from him."

Ye Ling'er nodded obediently, then raised her head and stared at Zhang Sanfeng.

"Grandpa, what did you just say your name was?"

"Zhang Sanfeng...what, Ling'er, do you know me?"

"Are you Zhang Sanfeng?!"

"Ok!"

Seeing Ye Ling'er's surprised and excited expression, Zhang Sanfeng couldn't help but stroke his gray beard with some pride.

I thought that Ye Ling'er, who was as powerful as her father, would not be impressed by her.

Unexpectedly, after he said his name, the little guy was surprised.

It seems that he is quite famous in the world.

Ye Ling'er looked at Zhang Sanfeng, rolled her eyes, and then smiled and said to Zhang Sanfeng:
"Grandpa Zhang, Ling'er almost forgot. My father was just telling me in his heart that if he wants to visit him, he must have a decent gift!"

"A gift you can get?"

Zhang Sanfeng squinted his eyes and began to think.

There seems to be nothing that anyone in the Wudang Sect can do.

Although some people have come to visit me in the Wudang Sect over the years, they have left behind a lot of things.

However, isn’t there something wrong with taking what others give to you and then giving it to others?
Zhang Sanfeng thought for a long time, but could not think of a suitable gift.

"Ling'er, let me think about this!"

Ye Ling'er heard this and said:

"Grandpa Zhang, do you still need to think about this?!" "Don't you have a real sword?!"

The little guy's purpose was revealed by her.

After she heard Zhang Sanfeng say her name, her big eyes rolled and she had a plan in mind.

Anyway, I came to Wudang Mountain just to take the Zhenwu Sword from Zhang Sanfeng.

Her father had told her before that there was a way to help her get the True Martial Sword from Zhang Sanfeng.

Now that he doesn't need his father, he can get the Zhenwu Sword from Zhang Sanfeng.

Daddy will definitely praise Ling'er for being so awesome!

"Zhenwu sword? This..."

Zhang Sanfeng hesitated.

If Zhenwu Sword is given as a gift, it can indeed be considered a worthy gift.

However, the Zhenwu Sword is a weapon that he has always worn by his side since he was young.

Back then, he relied on his true martial arts sword to wipe out evil spirits and shock the world, thus establishing the Wudang Sect.

Since the founding of the Wudang Sect, he rarely uses the Zhenwu Sword.

First, he does not need to use a real sword to deal with those who come forward to provoke him.

Second, Zhang Sanfeng himself believed that no good swordsmanship could match his Zhenwu sword.

Zhang Sanfeng was really reluctant to give away his Zhenwu Sword.

After all, Zhenwu Sword has been with him for many years.

However, when I want to visit someone, if I don't have a gift to give, I will look very stingy.

After hesitating for a long time, Zhang Sanfeng looked at Ye Linger and said:
"Ling'er, your suggestion is good, then I will take the Zhenwu Sword to see your father!"

"No, no, no, Grandpa Zhang, just give Ling'er the Zhenwu Sword! Anyway, my dad is not short of swords!"

With that said, the little guy stretched out his hand, ready to receive the Zhenwu Sword.

"Ling'er, the True Martial Sword was taught to your father by my grandfather when I was going to visit him."

"If you want it, just ask your father to bring it to you when the time comes."

Zhang Sanfeng said.

"It doesn't have to be so troublesome. Grandpa Zhang, just give it to Ling'er directly. It's so inconvenient to send it back and forth!"

"It's not a matter of inconvenience. I haven't even gone to visit your father yet. How can I give you a gift first?"

"Why not? There is an idiom...it's called gift first, then something else. Isn't it just giving gifts first?"

Ye Ling'er scratched her little head and thought for a while.

First the ceremony and then what?

I remember that Uncle Xiucai once told Ling'er this idiom.

Thinking about it all at once, she really couldn't remember it.

"Courtesy first, soldiers later?"

Zhang Sanfeng said uncertainly.

When the little guy heard this, his eyes lit up, he nodded quickly and said:

"Ah, yes, it's the courtesy first, then the guests! Give the gifts first, then the guests!"

Zhang Sanfeng: "???"

What does it mean to be polite first and then to fight?
"Oh, Grandpa Zhang, you are already so old, is it possible that Ling'er can still trick your Zhenwu sword?"

The little guy thought that Zhang Sanfeng didn't believe her, so he spoke.

"Besides, Ling'er already has two swords. One more True Martial Sword for you is not much, and one less True Martial Sword for you is not much."

"Ling'er wants you to give the Zhenwu Sword to Ling'er, but Ling'er should take it for his father first."

The little girl took out the dagger and dark iron heavy sword from her sack.

The two swords flew from her hands to the little girl's shoulders.

One left and one right, one long and one short.

"This short sword was given to Ling'er by my father. It can use my father's cursive sword technique."

"The power exerted... Ling'er doesn't know the specifics, but Ling'er has never lost when using a dagger."

"This long sword is a dark iron heavy sword."

"It was left behind by Senior Sword Demon."

"Even though he looks light and airy, the Dark Iron Heavy Sword weighs a full 64 kilograms!"

"Great skill has no workmanship, and a heavy sword has no edge."

"The Dark Iron Heavy Sword combined with the swordsmanship of Senior Sword Demon can defeat any martial arts move in the world."

After speaking, Ye Linger paused and said to Zhang Sanfeng:

"So, Grandpa Zhang, Ling'er won't cheat your Zhenwu Sword!"

Zhang Sanfeng seemed to be persuaded by Ye Ling'er. After stroking his gray beard a few times, he said:
"Well, Grandpa will give you the Zhenwu Sword."

"However, Ling'er, you have to agree to Grandpa's request."

The little guy nodded and responded without thinking:

"it is good!"

Anyway, let’s get the Zhenwu Sword first.

Besides, Mr. Zhang Sanfeng is quite old, and he seems to have a pretty good reputation in the world.

It's impossible to trick a child like yourself, right?
Zhang Sanfeng said:

"I want to be your grandpa."

"Um... ah..."

Ye Ling'er heard this and looked at Zhang Sanfeng blankly.

"Be my grandpa?"

"Grandpa Zhang, do you want to take advantage of my father?"

"Let my father suddenly have another father?"

"No, you not only took advantage of my father, you also took advantage of Ling'er's aunts, you also took advantage of Ling'er!"

Zhang Sanfeng: "..."

This little girl Ling'er is indeed smart.

A little too smart?
"Ling'er, I mean, be like Hong Qigong and be your grandfather..."

Zhang Sanfeng explained.

"Oh~ So that's what it means! Na Ling'er agreed!"

Ye Ling'er suddenly realized.

"Okay! From now on, you will be my granddaughter, Zhang Sanfeng!"

Zhang Sanfeng reached out and touched Ye Ling'er's little head.

(End of this chapter)