I have many teachers

Chapter 9 Uncle Li's Hesitation

With a pair of fists, he smashed two embracing trees, and he was able to carry it on his shoulders down the steep mountain road. His face was normal, but any warrior would know that if this young man was not born with supernatural power, he would have achieved success in cultivation, let alone It's Liu Tianyuan, a disciple of this aristocratic family, who loves talent quite a bit in his heart, but just when he was about to approach him to make friends, the old voice beside his ear suddenly said:

"Boy from the Liu family, the old man took away the invitation. In favor of your father, Daliang Village is remote and poor. There is nothing to see. Go there early while the weather is not too late."

Liu Tianyuan was slightly startled, and when he turned his head to look, there was only an empty stool beside him, where was the white-haired old man? Feng Tie had already disappeared, but I didn't notice it at all, so I couldn't help breaking out in a cold sweat, and said in amazement:
"This old man's skills are terrifying!"

Since the letter in his bosom could be taken away without anyone noticing, it would be easy to take his life, and it would not be any more difficult than winning the letter, so he suppressed his thoughts and greeted the left and right, taking advantage of the young man being beaten three or five times When the carpenters surrounded him, he left in a hurry. By the time Wang Anfeng exchanged the two big trees for two renminbi, there was no one there. Only the man in the blue shirt looked at him with his hands crossed and said with a smile:

"An Feng, you're late. A young hero came here just now. Hulala brought a lot of people with him. The scene is very big. You should really take a good look at it."

Wang Anfeng was stunned for a moment, then shook his head with an indifferent smile, and said:

"Uncle owner, I don't recognize him, and he doesn't recognize me either. Since it has nothing to do with me, if I haven't seen it, I haven't seen it..."

Hearing this, the man laughed loudly and said: "He has nothing to do with us, but has a lot to do with you! It's the boss's relationship!"

"It has something to do with me. Could it be that he came to look for me?"

"Hey, I can't say that."

The strong man smiled, stopped talking, turned around and walked back to his blanket, took a sharp knife from the cloth bag, there are not many residents in this village, although he opened a martial arts gym Taught the children some self-defense boxing skills, but also raised pigs in the backyard. Every pig became a guest for two days as a butcher. A piece of five flowers, wrapped in lotus leaves, tied up with thin ropes, and still handing it to Wang Anfeng, said with a smile:

"No, this is your kid's meat today. Your appetite is getting better and better now. Not bad, not bad. It's a good thing to be able to eat. As for what you want to know, you might as well ask the old man Li, anyway. More than half of your meat will be fried for that old man's wine, so I won't chew my tongue anymore, hahaha."

Seeing that the owner of the pavilion had already turned his head to greet other villagers, Wang Anfeng smiled helplessly, raised his hand and counted out a piece of broken silver, put it gently on the chopping board, then straightened his clothes, and gave a slight salute to the strong man, Then he turned around and walked back, divided the meat into two portions as usual, took away the missing portion, and walked towards Uncle Li's house with the meat.

Although he is practicing martial arts, but Li Bo is addicted to alcohol and eats more than him. A pot of light wine, a portion of pork, the meat has bottomed out before the wine is dry, it is really scary, all the way , the surrounding villagers looked at him a little strangely, and he was curious, but since the owner of the museum said to look for Li Bo, he didn't ask, but went straight to the familiar house, and saw the wooden door wide open. The old man sat alone at the stone table and drank heavily, his white hair was like a lion, and his demeanor was wild.

It was already autumn, and the leaves were falling like rain, but there was not a single leaf falling around the old man's body, which formed a sharp contrast with the surrounding environment. Wang Anfeng was slightly stunned, but he didn't think much, and walked forward with the pork. He smiled and said, "Uncle Li, how is today? I'll bring you some meat. The fat pig that was just slaughtered is just right for wine."

The old man Li raised his eyes to look at Wang Anfeng, but he didn't speak. He just took another sip of his wine, and after a long time, he said slowly:
"I see you go up the mountain every day, and your boxing skills have improved a lot..."

Wang Anfeng was puzzled, scratched his head, and replied honestly:

"I don't know either. The master said that my boxing level is not enough, so I can't teach me the next Luohan boxing."

"Rohan?"

"Well, the master said that killing all afflictions is an arhat."

"Kill all troubles?!"

The old man was slightly startled—to get rid of troubles is a pure heart, but to kill all troubles, there is a hint of murderous intent hidden in this sentence. Although it is murderous, but it is upright, and the so-called master I have never met in my heart is even more high He took a look at Wang Anfeng's fists, and laughed in his heart: "Since you have this master with this talent, it is almost inevitable to enter the Jianghu in the future. Abandoning the Tao, abandoning the Tao, it is useless for you to kill in the Jianghu. You can't even see this!" Clear..."

It's a pity...he can't be a happy mountain villager after all...

He sighed in his heart, but his eyes became clear again. The old man Li chuckled, picked something out of his arms, handed it to Wang Anfeng, and said with a grin, "Good boxing skills? Then I don't worry about it, you Run an errand for me, boy, this thing was sent by my old friend, you send it to the mountain villa in the north of the county town of Wangxian County, and you will benefit from it when you come back."

"Send a letter?"

Wang Anfeng took the letter curiously, and it was delicate and delicate, and a faint fragrance wafted out. There was no handwriting on it, only a phoenix. With a few strokes, the momentum of flapping its wings and about to fly appeared on the paper, even if Wang Anfeng couldn't understand it. Calligraphy and painting can also see the extraordinary brushwork of this phoenix, and praised:

"Good painting. Unexpectedly, Li Bo, you have such a good painter!"

The old man Li was swallowing his wine with his neck back, when he heard the words, he rolled his eyes secretly, smashed the wine gourd on the stone table with his backhand, raised his hand to wipe his mouth, raised his voice, slapped the table and shouted: "Okay, okay , Your kid watched it along the way, in a word, say, are you going or not?!"

Wang Anfeng rubbed the letter in his hand, thinking that although the journey back and forth would affect his practice, it didn't take long, so he agreed with a smile: "What's the matter, it's just a letter, just give it to me, Uncle Li. "

"Well, it's already the beginning of August, and you have to send it on the day of the fifteenth full moon. It can't be early, and it can't be late. There is a pot of wine here. Go to the county town near the villa and find a doctor named Li. Just stay at his house for a few days..."

Seeing that he agreed, the old man nodded slightly, took a dark wine jug from nowhere, and threw it to Wang Anfeng. You could smell a very strong aroma of wine rushing towards your face, after just two sniffs, a deep red color appeared on Wang Anfeng's face.

"Okay, brat, since you have time, you can figure out how to get to the county seat by yourself. Old man, I want to cook pork, so come and help me."

The old man Li saw the shock on the young man's face, he couldn't help laughing a few times, picked up the rather heavy pork, and began to order it unceremoniously, Wang Anfeng regained his composure, and hung the jug around his waist In a short time, he followed the old man into the house, and after a while, the smell of meat wafted along the cooking smoke.

(End of this chapter)