Martial Arts: My Proficiency Panel

Cold winter morning.

The heavy curtain of the inn was lifted, and five figures rushed in.

Looking along the slightly brighter light, the leader is an old man in his forties or fifties with a medium build, a horse face, sharp eyes, and a bit of sternness between his brows.

Behind him, four young men with swords at their waists followed closely.

The one who greeted them was a tall man with tiger eyes and lion nose, and his body was magnificent. He said with a smile, "Brother Chen, I have admired your name for a long time, please come here."

This old man surnamed Chen is Chuzhou master "Black Sword" Chen Guangyang. He has learned a tricky and strange swordsmanship.

"Um."

Chen Guangyang looked at people with bee eyes, nodded, walked over and sat down.

Seeing this, the man was not angry, and greeted the five of them with a smile.

While speaking, the six people were seated respectively.

Immediately afterwards, the waiter hurried over and offered wine and meat.

"Brother Chen, this is the deposit, please accept it." The man said, taking out a bag full of gold leaves from his pocket.

Under the signal of Chen Guangyang's eyes, a young man took the bag and opened it. Chen Guangyang glanced at it, and his eyes softened a lot.

After the wine, meat, and soup were served, Chen Guangyang put one hand on the table, "Mr. Qin's sincerity, Mr. Chen has seen it, he got money from people, and helped people to eliminate disasters. Please tell Mr. Qin, Brother Wang, please rest assured. "

At this time, behind Chen Guangyang, a young man who looked more or less the same as him said with a haughty voice, "My master's swordsmanship is superb, and he must be safe."

"Yes, too!"

The man surnamed Wang nodded, "Brother Chen's swordsmanship, I admire it. But the Wu family is really arrogant, and after approaching the Guiyuan Gate, no one is in their eyes!"

"Brother Chen is invited to play this time, so as to frustrate the Wu family's arrogance. Come, let me toast to Brother Chen."

"please!"

"Dry!"

After the words fell, the two of them clinked glasses in the air, and the warm wine in the sea bowl poured down their throats.

In the distance, the waiter who was cleaning the table looked at this group of people from the rivers and lakes, watching them drink in big bowls and eat meat, feeling envious.

The shopkeeper frowned and shook his head, lowering his head to calculate this month's income and expenditure.

Relying on their strength, these Jiang Hu people regard ordinary people as worthless, wielding knives and guns, and love to fight. Once there are too many people in Jiang Hu, business will not be peaceful. He only hopes that no trouble will happen to this group of people.

"Second brother, I want that doll."

The inn was very lively, and suddenly there was a clear and ethereal voice from the door.

Following the voice, a slender girl with baby fat on her face was pointing at a rag doll hanging behind the counter.

The inn not only operates accommodation and catering business, but also sells some small commodities, which are hung in rows behind the counter. In addition to dolls, there are also some gadgets such as wave drums and small clay figurines.

What the girl pointed at was a doll in the shape of a rabbit.

"Miss Song."

The waiter's eyes lit up, and he rushed to the counter, rubbed his cold hands, and took off the little rabbit doll.

"This? Miss has really good eyesight, and she fell in love with this little rabbit right away." The shop clerk moved his hands, and the doll in his hand began to "jump up and down". "It seems that it also looks like following the lady home."

The girl tilted her head and looked at him, took the doll with her little hand, and giggled, "How much is it?"

The shopkeeper said at this moment: "Master Song has been taking care of the small shop for many years, it's just a doll, the lady can take it, no money."

"Ah... that's it."

The girl made a embarrassed expression, smiled and put a dozen copper plates on the counter, and ran out quickly like a blue butterfly.

The shop clerk just took two steps, when she heard her cheerful voice from outside the door, "Daddy said that you need to give money when you buy things."

Seeing that figure disappear, the shop clerk looked at the copper plate in his palm and grinned.

"Chen Sheng, come here."

In the distance, Chen Guangyang, who was a little drunk, squinted his eyes and paused for a long time on the flickering heavy curtain, and waved his disciples to his side.

"Master, what are your orders?"

With a strange expression on Chen Guangyang's face, he whispered into Chen Sheng's ear,

"As a teacher, I saw that the child has a good foundation. Go and ask her if she would like to join my sect and become a disciple."

"This... disciple understands."

Chen Sheng's eyes flickered, he nodded slightly, and immediately cupped his fists at them, deliberately found a reason, opened the curtain and left.

The image of the girl just now appeared in Chen Guangyang's mind, a subtle evil flashed in his eyes, he retracted it for a moment, raised the sea bowl, and said with a smile,

"Haha, come on, do it!"

"Okay, okay..."

The wine table that had cooled down was suddenly as lively as before.

...

call!

The cold wind blew across the street, the residual snow rolled, and occasionally a few fell on the necks of pedestrians, making people shiver with cold.

The girl in the blue padded jacket also had her hair disheveled by the blowing, and she kept playing with the doll in her hand, bouncing around like a little rabbit.

"Ha~ It's so cold, little rabbit, are you cold?"

While talking to herself, the girl hugged the doll tightly in her hand, for fear that it would catch a cold.

"Miss, miss!" A servant girl chased after her, her face flushed, and she gasped for breath before saying, "Miss, madam has told the servants to take good care of you."

"Okay, okay... Xiaohong, look at this."

The two walked and chatted.

Not far behind them, Chen Sheng sized up the girl, keeping a close distance.

Soon, the girl turned across a street and came to a salt shop where a man was ordering the clerk to do something.

The girl stepped forward in small steps, hid behind the man, and when the man turned around, she suddenly yelled

"Daddy!"

"Ouch!" The man pretended to be taken aback, and then picked up the girl again, "Why are you here, baby girl?"

"Dad, look at this!"

"Little rabbit, I think you are just a little rabbit."

The man looked at the little rabbit in his daughter's hand, rubbed the girl's head full of pampering, and said with concern in his tone,

"It's cold, go back quickly! Dad still has business to do."

"Look at this little face that's frozen and flushed."

"Um!"

The man chatted with his daughter for a few more words, and took out a bag of dried fruit for the daughter, "Go back quickly!"

"good."

The girl was eating dried fruit, her white and crystal-clear face was full of dependence and joy, and she left after a while.

Chen Sheng, who had been waiting for a long time, came out and stopped in front of the girl.

"Girl, please stay!"

The girl was startled, and took two steps back with the little rabbit in her arms. The servant girl stood in front of the lady and asked, "Who are you and what do you do?"

Chen Sheng said with a smile: "Chen Sheng, I just met Miss at the Ping An Inn."

"What's your business?"

The girl was a little vigilant, her black and white eyes rolled around.

Chen Sheng cupped his hands politely and said, "The girl is talented and has a good foundation. My teacher has caught her in the first sight. If the girl is willing, she can come to my master's school and learn martial arts. It is better than anything else."

"Ah?" The girl shook her head with a dazed look on her face, "Can girls also practice martial arts? My brother likes to practice martial arts. He is so ugly that I don't want to practice."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Chen Sheng to say anything, he took Xiao Hong's hand, bypassed him, and ran over quickly.

"Don't want to?" Chen Sheng frowned, and said coldly, "Hmph, it's not up to you."

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