he walks in the world

Chapter 35 A knife, a letter
That night, the boat split into two ends.

Luo Dahuzi and his men continued to drive the cargo ship to Fushui, while Du Ruo and Meng Qingping took the covered boat back to Wutong Town.

On the way back, they were not as anxious as they were when they came, and considering Du Ruo's health, the two Juyi gang members on the ferry deliberately kept their speed very low, and they didn't reach the boundary of Wutong Town until the fifth night.

At night, the sky was once again covered with dark clouds, and after a while, it began to rain heavily, dripping on the canopy of the boat, which had a special flavor. A few candles were lit in the boat, listening to the sound of rain falling.

A pot of charcoal fire was under the table, making a faint sound. Du Ruo changed into a green shirt, and his complexion recovered a lot. The "University" was still on the table, but it was closed.

Meng Qingping didn't warm up to the fire, but sat far away.

"Boss Du, the scientific examination will start in August this year, and you are still busy with the chores in the department, is that okay?" Meng Qingping asked.

Du Ruo stretched out his hand, caught a few drops of rain, looked at the night on the river, and said, "It was ready three years ago, but I couldn't get away from it. Now, Xie Yuan is not sure, it's just a fame, so it shouldn't be a problem. .”

Meng Qingping's eyes lit up, he gave a thumbs up, and said: "I admire your inscrutability, you are a man, there is no one in a thousand miles, from your mouth, it seems that it is the same, don't be fooled Me, I want to brag to my old man when I go back, and tell him that I have a brother, but it's a juren, scare him to death!"

Du Ruo shook his head slightly, and said: "My father has been walking in the rivers and lakes for decades, and he has never seen anyone, so how can he care about a mere Juren, if you tell your father one day, your brother is a grand master or the helm of a first-class big sect Man, maybe it can surprise him a bit.”

Meng Qingping chuckled, and said: "Whoever said it, you can't say that one day you will really stand on top of the world. At that time, I will use your banner to bluff outside every day."

Du Ruo chuckled, and said: "I'm afraid it's impossible for the whole world to sell my face for a while, but you can stay in Shuixi for a while, how about letting you feel it a little bit? Shuixi County Here, I still have some face."

"That's a good relationship," Meng Qingping said, "You should prepare some more money for me. I'm going to lie down in the casino for three days and three nights. Don't pull me or persuade me, or I'll be impatient!"

"Yes, I have opened two gambling houses in Wutong Town, and there are many masters."

When it comes to gambling, Meng Qingping's eyes lit up.

A gust of cool wind hit Du Ruo's chest, and he covered his mouth and coughed lightly twice.

Meng Qingping took a long robe and put it on Du Ruo, frowned, and said, "Boss Du, your body is really too weak, you should practice hard, don't accidentally die one day .”

Du Ruo rolled his eyes, and said: "Will you still talk? What do you mean dying accidentally? Really, but don't worry, I will take care of it."

Standing beside Du Ruo, Meng Qingping put his hand into his bosom, took it out after a moment of hesitation, sat next to Du Ruo, and said, "Hey, Boss Du, do you have any thoughts on martial arts practice? Going to the rivers and lakes to fight, even if it is to recuperate the body, is also very good, the best thing is to practice some sword and saber techniques."

Du Ruo nodded, and said: "I have this idea. When I go back, I will find some martial arts and practice it. I don't want to find anything advanced, just practice a few moves. It is really impossible to find inner strength and mentality. The technique of receiving is still possible, and it can also strengthen the body."

Meng Qingping nodded and did not speak any more.

It was already very late at night, and the two chatted casually before resting on their stomachs.

In the middle of the night, the boat finally docked and the rain stopped.

The people who came to meet him at the pier had already arrived, with several horses and a carriage.

Outside the cabin, someone walked into the cabin lightly holding a candle, patted Du Ruo who was already asleep, and shouted, "Master, we're here."

Du Ruo slowly raised her head, pulled her robe, turned her head to look at the stern, and asked doubtfully, "Hey, where's Qingping?"

The group replied: "Master, Meng Shaoxia had already disembarked and left when he passed by Qingshan Canyon, saying that you were asleep and didn't let us disturb you. Oh, by the way, Meng Shaoxia left behind a burden when he left." , let me hand it over to you."

The group of people took a brown bundle from behind, it was very small, it was tied on a sword, and handed the bag to Du Ruo, the group of people turned around and left in a sensible manner.

Du Ruo took the burden, slowly took off the sword, and shook it with a candle, only to realize that it was the sword that Meng Qingping was wearing with him before.

Du Ruo put down the sword with some doubts, opened the bag, a piece of folded white rice paper, and a book with only a few pages. A sense of age.

Gently unfolding the rice paper, there are many densely scribbled characters on it:

Boss Du, forgive my younger brother for leaving without saying goodbye. I'm really worried that if I don't leave, you won't accept the gift I gave you. It has no other meaning, just because you are too weak, and I am afraid that you will die if you are not careful in the world , I only have you as a brother, I don't want to send a white-haired person to a black-haired person one day.

Well, I don’t know if this sentence is used correctly, but just take a look, you can understand.

In addition, let me tell you, what I use is not a sword, but a knife. I was really afraid of hitting you, so I never corrected you. This is called Tang Dao. It looks like a sword, but it is really a knife. , and, let me tell you, this knife is a material that I have spent a lot of time finding. I begged the master to make it for me. Although it is not a magical weapon, it is definitely a good knife.

It's just that such a good knife fell into my hands. Except for chopping fruit, I never killed a chicken. The orb is dusty. I will give it to you today. Don't let me down!
As for this book of sword techniques, it's called A Piece of Sadness, Unable to Draw.

Don’t listen to the poetic name, it’s actually quite cruel. It was given to me by my father. According to my father, it was a swordsman many years ago who was heartbroken after being betrayed by his beloved woman. It took ten years to create it. It's a sword technique that wants to kill everyone in the world. It's very famous. I don't know what it is. Originally, there were five styles, but it's too old, and there are only three styles. You can just let it go!

As for the matching inner strength method, it’s not some inscrutable method. It was handed down from Quanzhen Sect. I don’t know what the orthodox Taoist health cultivation method is. You can practice as you like without any trouble. Yes, this technique is considered bad street.

Alright, that's all for now, remember, I'm going to hang out with you in the future, don't forget me when you get rich!

——Meng Qingping, stay!

(End of this chapter)