Chapter 45 The Phantom in the Lake
There are countless truths in the world, but only fists are the last word.
Whether he was in modern society in his previous life, or he traveled through time here, Jiang Shouzhong has a deep understanding of it.
However, I have mediocre abilities and missed the best age for practicing martial arts, so I had to give up the idea.
When I heard that the other party was practicing swordsmanship, I couldn't help but curiously asked: "When did I start learning swordsmanship?"
The man surnamed Yan did not boast, but said honestly:
“When I was young, I didn’t like martial arts, and even though I was taught by a famous teacher, I never took it seriously. I was already in my weak years when I really started to practice. It’s a pity that my talent is not good, and what I have learned now He is barely accomplished in swordsmanship and cannot reach the level of elegance."
Jiang Shouzhong was skeptical about the man's modesty.
In order to find his daughter, he traveled far and wide, especially since his daughter was kidnapped by a horse thief, so the places he searched for were bound to be dangerous.
In this era of endless chaos, if you only have superficial swordsmanship, your bones will be buried in a foreign land.
However, Jiang Shouzhong had no doubts about the man's statement that he only learned swordsmanship when he was twenty years old.
As for the self-effacing phrase "poor talent", Jiang Shouzhong laughed it off.
Perhaps guessing what Jiang Shouzhong was thinking, the man surnamed Yan smiled and said: "The path of cultivation is a broad road. Smart people have their own Yangguan Road, and fools have their own single-plank bridge.
Even if cultivation values one’s talent and talents, there are no great roads and only small roads.
Perhaps he had a good rapport with Jiang Shouzhong, and the man surnamed Yan did not hide his secrets. When he got excited, he unscrewed the stopper of the pot, took a sip of wine stains from the mouth of the pot, and said in a loud voice,
"Ordinary people practice martial arts. It is necessary to open up 21 of the 365 acupoints in the body, at least to expand the four acupoints, and to tamp the Qi in the Dantian before exercising.
However, some practices do not use this method. It depends on the routine. For example, in the swordsmanship I learn, there is no need to open all the acupoints, only eleven acupoints and two Fu points are opened.
Although the upper limit is not high, the lower limit is not low, once you practice it. Can be promoted to the realm of the master."
The realm of the master!
Jiang Shouzhong was speechless.
Zhang Yunwu, who only knows three axes, is already in the realm of a second-grade martial artist, and is already extremely powerful, let alone the leader Li Nanshuang.
I don’t know what her cultivation level is, but I guess she must be at the level of Master Xiaoxuan.
If you can reach the realm of a master, you won’t dare to say that you are invincible, but at least it will not be difficult to become a famous name in the world.
Jiang Shou was yearning for the center, and when he thought of his own situation, he became more and more disappointed.
The man surnamed Yan rambled on a lot about cultivation, took out a yellowed ancient book from his baggage, and said with a sincere smile: "My cultivation method is not a secret technique, little one. If you want it, how about selling it to you for ten taels of silver?”
Talk about money hurts feelings!
The image of the upright master that the other party had finally built up suddenly collapsed the moment he said "twelve taels of silver".
The wary Jiang Shouzhong shook his head, "I have very bad bones."
The man surnamed Yan waved his hand and said: "Writing is advanced through clumsiness, and Taoism is achieved through clumsiness. It doesn't matter if my bones are not good." , Diligence can make up for weakness, early success is worse than late success
When Yan was a young man, he had a well-off family and was well-informed. He heard about many talented people with outstanding talents, but unfortunately most of them disappeared and became mediocre in the end.
The most important thing in practice is 'diligence' and 'stability'. Only by being down-to-earth can you achieve success. ”
Seeing that Jiang Shouzhong was unmoved, the man surnamed Yan did not force the sale and stopped nagging. He smelled the fragrance of the wine in the jug and felt content.
Cool breeze Slowly, the lake sparkled, and the dead tree branches above his head swayed gently.
Jiang Shouzhong became entangled.
Recalling the true emotions shown by the other party when he talked about looking for his daughter, I couldn't help but feel a little moved in my heart.
“Give me money.”
Observing Jiang Shouzhong’s expression, the man named Yan smiled and extended his hand.
The other party's fluttering words seemed to have magical powers. Jiang Shouzhong took out the small ingot of gold that Ran Qingchen had left for him from his arms and threw it away.
The moment Jin Zi let go, he subconsciously grabbed it forward.
It's a pity that it is difficult to take it back.
Jiang Shouzhong was free and easy. He was stunned for a moment and then said with a smile: "Then I'll buy it." The man surnamed Yan took the small ingot of gold and weighed it, then took out the ancient book he put in the bag and threw it away. To Jiang Shouzhong.
The man surnamed Yan said with a smile: "Remember what I just said, practice is like being a human being, you must be able to change, and you must be down-to-earth. The road to martial arts is nothing more than one step at a time."< br>
Jiang Shouzhong was about to nod when suddenly there was a sound of panic in the distance,
"There's a ghost! There's a ghost in the water!"
Jiang Shouzhong turned around and found that a tourist who accidentally fell into the cloud lake was struggling desperately, shouting in panic at the top of his lungs.
The surrounding boatmen and tourists all stared blankly.
The tourist was one of the young men who boarded Zhao Wanchang's boat before.
Zhao Wanchang, not far from the shore, stood in the cabin with a blank expression.
Jiang Shouzhong hesitated whether to go to rescue him or not, and turned around to say something to the man surnamed Yan. When he turned around, he saw that the man had already run away with his baggage, shouting as he ran, "The ghost is coming, run quickly." , run!”
Jiang Shouzhong was stunned.
Damn it, I can’t really be fooled.
......
The young tourist was rescued from the lake by Zhao Wanchang. Even after he landed on the shore, he still kept shouting.
In the end, he was scolded by his companions and dragged away by force.
Some people thought it was the other person who fell into the water and was frightened, and laughed and talked about it, not taking it seriously.
Some were really frightened. They originally planned to take a boat ride, but they didn’t have the guts to play anymore and left one after another. The boatmen were so angry that they cursed their mothers.
They have been living in Yun Lake for so many years, but they have never seen a ghost in the lake.
Zhao Wanchang's face was gloomy.
He tied the boat rope to the stone pier on the shore and stared at the calm lake without knowing what he was thinking. One hand held tightly the jade Buddha hanging around his neck.
Jiang Shouzhong looked at him from a distance, his expression thoughtful.
As midnight approached, the guests on the lake had disappeared, and most of the boatmen had gone home. Zhao Wanchang borrowed tools from the shipping company and began to repair his boat.
As the sky gradually darkened, only Zhao Wancang was left nearby.
After repairing for almost an hour, the sky became darker and darker. Zhao Wanchang straightened up and stretched his tired muscles.
He looked around to make sure there was no one around, then untied the boat rope and rowed the boat slowly towards the lake.
The jade Buddha he bought near Wuchan Temple has been taken off his neck and held firmly in his hand.
"There is still something to gain."
Seeing this scene, Jiang Shouzhong couldn't help but perked up. He probably visually checked the direction of the other party, then quietly followed around the lake shore.
What is strange is that Zhao Wanchang parked the boat in the lake on the south side of Yun Lake and stopped rowing.
Zhao Wanchang stood quietly in the cabin, motionless.
Seems to be frozen.
Jiang Shouzhong was puzzled.
Concentrating his sight on the boat, he did not notice that there were slight ripples in the lake further away.
A figure slowly rose from the water.
The woman was wearing a red wedding dress and her face was pale.
The woman in red looked at Zhao Wanchang in the boat with her pupilless eyes. Then her eyes moved and fell on Jiang Shouzhong on the shore. Her scarlet lips were slightly raised.
“It’s so heavy with death...it looks delicious.”
(End of this chapter)