Mr. Jiu

"The once-in-ten-year competition among disciples of various sects is coming soon. You see, Yang'er is going to show my face on behalf of Qingyun Temple."

Taoist Wenbo said humanely to Taoist Wu Di, the two were drinking tea on the collapsed bed, stealing half a day's leisure.

Taoist Wudi pondered for a moment,

"Forget it, let's go. When the child grows up, he must see the outside world. He can't stay on this mountain forever."

.......

Outside the mountain gate of Qingyun Temple.

As soon as the wind and snow stopped, the dozing little Taoist woke up and got up to sweep the snow,

"Shusha——", the bluestone slab was revealed after a while.

Although it snows heavily in winter, almost no one goes up the mountain, but the appearance of a huge Qingyun temple must be tidy.

"Hahahahaha"

A loud laugh shook the universe, on the pine trees on both sides of the road, snow fell rustlingly, and the birds fluttered their wings high as if frightened.The little Taoist froze for a moment, stopped what he was doing, and looked in the direction of the downhill.

At the end of the road, a figure slowly emerged. This person's shawl was loose, and he was wearing a thick and torn cotton coat. He looked like a beggar. When he got closer, he had a clean face, handsome features, and a sense of righteousness.

The little Taoist was very nervous, holding a big broom, backed away, thinking in his heart, it is really unlucky that someone breaks into the mountain gate in this cold winter, he is about to retreat to the gate to ring the alarm.

"Don't panic, fellow daoist! I'm here to deliver a letter!"

Seeing this, the visitor hurriedly waved his hand to stop him, and gave a salute,

"My servant, Mu Liufang, is entrusted by someone to deliver a letter to Guiguan. It must be handed over to Master Wuguan."

"Oh? Send a letter?"

The little Taoist is skeptical,

"Can the benefactor visit me?"

Mu Liufang took out the letter wrapped in butter paper from his bosom, and the little Taoist priest took it, only to see the vigorous and powerful calligraphy on it, "Wu Guanzhu's personal letter", and the opening was sealed with wax, tightly.

"Wait a moment, I will go in and report, I will come as soon as I go, if you are worried about the wind and snow, you can come in together, there will be a senior brother who will take you to the welcoming courtyard."

"No need, I'll just wait here, and please report to the little fellow Daoist quickly."

Seeing that he had to wait, the little Taoist put his big broom aside and hurried in to report.

"Yewen! Where are you going so fast? Is your stomach uncomfortable?"

On the martial arts arena, Lin Yang finished his sword practice and was walking back. When he saw Ye Wen running away in a hurry, he called him to stop.

"Ah, Uncle Master, someone wants to deliver a letter to Lord Guanzhu, and even said that he will hand it over to Lord Guanzhu. I will report to my master."

"Yewen, how many times have I told you, don't call me uncle, we are about the same age."

Lin Yang felt a little helpless, Ye Wen was only four years younger than him, and he really couldn't bear to be called uncle.

"As my master told me, seniority cannot be messed up."

Ye Wen looked serious. He dared not listen to what his master said.

"What does that person look like?"

Lin Yang asked.

"That man is dressed in tatters, but he looks very sunny, he doesn't look like a bad guy, and he's still waiting outside the mountain gate."

"Go, go meet him!"

As soon as Lin Yang grabbed Xiao Yewen, he walked out of the mountain gate, and the sky began to snow again.

"Don't you need to tell my master?"

Ye Wen was a little worried.

"It's okay, it can't be someone who came here. If he said he wanted to see the temple master, then I, Uncle Wu, would go there personally. Then where would he save his face? This person would rather be drenched in the snow than go in. I think there is something wrong."

When Lin Yang saw Mu Liufang, he was drinking. A small gourd looked simple but exquisite. Seeing the little Taoist priest coming with a person, Mu Liufang stuffed the little gourd back into his arms.

"Benefactor, the master has already retreated. I'm afraid it will take some time. If you have a letter, just give it to me."

Lin Yang stepped forward and saluted.

"Family teacher? Old man Wu is accepting disciples again?"

Mu Liufang was a little surprised,

"Of course this letter has to be handed over to Wu Di himself. Since you can't shout it, I have to send it in myself!"

After finishing speaking, Mu Liufang walked in.

Lin Yang hurriedly stood in front of him,

"Bold! Did you break into the Qingyun Temple just because you said it?"

"Lao Wu's new young disciple has quite a temper, so I'll grind your temper for him!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he threw a straight fist towards Lin Yang's face. Seeing this, Lin Yang quickly resisted, and the two immediately exchanged blows.

This man's boxing skills are so flexible and unpredictable that people can't figure out the routine at all. The wind of the boxing whistled and passed by Lin Yang's ears, causing some pain in the eardrums. She is keeping her hand on purpose, just to tease him.

Young people are always full of vigor. Even though Lin Yang is usually calm, he can't help but feel angry when he is being teased like this. He has always carried the wooden sword on his back for practicing swords in the martial arts arena.

At this time, he pulled out and stabbed at Mu Liufang directly. Mu Liufang took a vertical leap back, leaped to the top of a tree several meters high and broke a branch.

The little Taoist Yewen watched the two fight and shouted quickly,

"Don't fight, don't fight! Speak up if you have something to say!"

It's a pity that it's useless, the objects in the hands of the two have collided dozens of times, Mu Liufang used Lin Yang's wooden sword to cut off the small forks of the branch, leaving only the bare one with countless protrusions small long stick.

"If I take a wooden stick and you take a wooden sword, it doesn't count as bullying you."

Between the words, he stabbed a few more times.

At first, the two of you came and went, the little Taoist Yewen saw in his eyes, how could the brothers practice so wonderfully on weekdays, and they were a little fascinated for a while, but gradually, the two moved faster and faster!

It was almost to the point where afterimages appeared, and it seemed as if a sword curtain had formed between the sword swings, and the fight between the two seemed to be constantly colliding between the two curtains.

At this time, Lin Yang's swing of the sword became smoother and smoother, as if something was pushing him, while Mu Liufang on the opposite side was a little surprised, this young man had already touched the sword's momentum, and moved with the momentum, as expected He is Wu Di's disciple.

At this moment, Lin Yang suddenly slowed down all his movements, his face turned pale, and he stopped. Mu Liufang also stopped quickly, and he didn't make a heavy hand, did he?

Mu Liufang stepped forward to check, and it turned out that her internal strength was insufficient and she was out of strength.

"What did you do to my uncle!"

Seeing this, the little Taoist priest Yewen hurriedly yelled, rang the alarm bell without thinking, and then rushed up, trying to fight Mu Liufang desperately, but Mu Liufang slashed his neck with his palm, making him faint.

"Fist and feet are average, sword skills are good, and kung fu is average, shouldn't Wudi be so picky, don't even teach you a decent kung fu?"

Mu Liufang joked.

"The alarm bell has sounded. If you don't leave now, you may not be able to leave in a while."

Lin Yang stood up reluctantly. Just now he knew that he was immersed in a special state, but it didn't last long before he was exhausted. It's a pity.

"what?"

Mu Liufang sighed lightly. He didn't notice it when they were fighting before, but now that he was getting closer, he saw something hanging around Lin Yang's neck. He pulled it out like lightning, and it turned out to be a longevity lock. As if possessed by an evil spirit, he turned the lock over and over in front of his eyes and observed it carefully.

"Where did you get this lock!?"

Mu Liufang's tone suddenly became extremely serious.

Lin Yang was startled by him, subconsciously said,

"I've had it with me since I was a kid."

Mu Liufang's complexion gradually eased, and she handed over the previous letter to Lin Yang,

"Then this letter is handed over to you, and it's the same."

"I'm leaving, say hello to your master for me, he will know if you say I am a free man who was born to death! Also, your skills are too bad, see you next time, I will teach you !"

After that, Mu Liufang turned around and left, no longer swaying as before, but tapped her toes lightly, and disappeared at the end of the uphill road.

Lin Yang held the letter and watched him leave. What he said just now echoed in his mind, and he didn't recover for a long time.