he walks in the world

chapter 36

"This kid, I'm still so moved!"

Du Ruo slowly put away the rice paper, couldn't help shaking his head, but suddenly realized that at his current age, it seemed that many people called Meng Qingping inappropriately. Strictly speaking, Meng Qingping was a little older than himself.

Folding the rice paper and putting it in his arms, Du Ruo slowly picked up the Tang knife. The black scabbard was very ordinary, but when he pulled it out lightly, it reflected the flickering candlelight. , glowing with a cold light, the blade seemed to be entangled with a looming murderous aura.

The knife is about three feet long, with a narrow and straight blade and a long handle, which can be held with both hands, weighing about five catties.

"It's a good knife."

Du Ruo didn't practice swords before, but it didn't prevent him from having a certain understanding of swords when he was in the rivers and lakes. This Tang sword may not be comparable to Ling Xiaoxiao's sword that cuts iron like mud, but it is definitely better than the ordinary hundred forged sword It's not a star.

The material is not an ordinary material, and it is also made by a master. The density of the blade and the thickness of every inch and every foot are mastered to the extreme. If such a knife is sold, it will definitely sell for an unimaginable price.

Putting the saber back into its sheath, Du Ruo sighed softly and picked up the book of Swordsmanship and Inner Skills, and slowly walked out of the cabin.

This love is really owed.

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Time flies, since the Thirteenth Village and his party, the Juyi Gang has entered the established direction and developed step by step, and recruited a lot of people again. After a period of training, many new gang members have started to work However, the situation in Shuixi County has not changed much. After cooperating with the Nanshan Gang, the Juyi Gang has not had any more wars, and everything is calm.

After returning from Shisanzhai, Du Ruo went out once, to the county seat, and personally thanked County Magistrate Song for his guidance. After returning, he announced that he was preparing to take the exam, and basically handed over the affairs of the gang , except for reporting to him regularly, no one bothered him anymore.

At the end of July, it is the hot summer season. Although there is a river wind, the heat in Wutong Town is still unbearable. There is a stream of hot air on the blue bricks and tiles, and the water vapor on the river is also evaporated. At noon, on the street, except for the rush And the caravan passing by is that there will be some people in the teahouse.

In Qingshi Lane, it was as cold as ever, the gate of the Juyi Gang was open, the leaves in the corners seemed to be weakened, and there were not many people in the compound, all of them were escaping from the scorching heat.

The water in the pond in the compound has also dropped a lot. It is rare that two fish are swimming by the edge of He Ye in boredom. When they heard a sound of fighting, they sank to the bottom of the water without a trace. Swing a vortex and gradually disappear.

By the pond, outside the gazebo, there are two figures intertwined in the shadow of swords, lights and swords. One is a big man with a naked upper body and covered in black, holding a big knife, and the other is a young man in white clothes.

Those who are fighting are Heitou and Du Ruo.

When the two of you came and went about thirty strokes, Du Ruo held the Tang Dao with both hands, slashed upwards, and slashed on the black-headed sword, bursting out a spark.

Heitou's hands trembled slightly, and his body involuntarily took two steps back. Du Ruo jumped hard, kicked Heitou's wrist, kicked Heitou's knife off, and then swung Tang Dao back, before Heitou could dodge, Tang Dao blocked it. On the blackhead neck.

Heitou smiled honestly, patted the back of his head, grinned and said: "Guard Master, your martial arts progress is too fast. After a while, I'm afraid I will lose if I can't catch ten moves."

Du Ruo frowned, and said, "The truth?"

"Really," Heitou said confidently, "Master, to be honest, I don't know what's going on. Every time I fight with you, I feel very aggrieved. I always feel that I can't use my strength. Every time I swing the knife, I don't know what happened. , My strength seems to be held by a rope, and what's more, if I fight for a long time, I will get very tired, but you don't seem to be tired at all."

Du Ruo took the knife from Heitou's neck and threw it with his backhand, and the Tang knife flew straight out, just inserted into the scabbard in the gazebo, fell from the table, and leaned against the stool.

Wang Sanhu, who was watching the battle, hurriedly brought over a basin of water, took out the handkerchief in the water and handed it to Du Ruo, and said with a smile: "The boss is really not an ordinary person, he has only practiced swords for two months, and he is not even a match for blackheads. Extraordinary!"

Du Ruo washed his face, put the handkerchief back into the sink, and said: "Blackhead, Sanhu, you are tired too, it's quite hot today, go back early and have a rest, I'm going to read for a while, and I'm going to rest too gone."

"Okay, then leader, you should pay more attention to rest, don't be too tired."

After finishing speaking, Wang Sanhu pulled Heitou out.

Du Ruo walked slowly to the gazebo, poured a cup of herbal tea, took a sip, frowned slightly, looked at Tang Dao, a blush flashed in his eyes, and when he looked at the pond, everything was normal again, holding The teacup seems to be meditating.

Outside the small courtyard, Wang Sanhu pulled Heitou out, and couldn't help but smiled and said: "Heitou, you're good, you've become smarter, and you know how to cater to the gang leader. I didn't realize before that you are such a thief. Ah, I almost thought you were really defeated, your acting skills are amazing, really amazing!"

Heitou touched his head in doubt, and muttered: "What are you talking about, what acting skills?"

Wang Sanhu looked at Heitou, frowned, and said, "Don't tell me you can't beat the gang leader. Damn it, I'll go out for a month. You tell me you can't beat the gang leader. Who are you kidding?"

Heitou said aggrievedly: "I really couldn't beat you. I didn't lie to you. If it was a life-and-death fight, maybe I could help the master fight, but I'm not too sure. Wang Sanhu, I didn't lie to you. In our gang, now I'm afraid no one is the opponent of the gang leader."

Heitou took off the big knife on his back, pointed to more than a dozen gaps, and said: "Look, these are all cut by the leader of the gang. Let me tell you, I don't dare to compete with the leader of the gang now. The leader of the gang is doing it. At that time, it was too scary, it felt...it felt like he was really going to kill me, you just watched from the side, did you feel it?"

After Heitou finished speaking, Wang Sanhu stared at the notch on the knife, his expression became serious, and he said, "I thought I was mistaken, but I just noticed that I was beside me just now, and I can feel it. To the murderous look of the gang leader..."

Wang Sanhu turned his head suddenly, and said seriously: "Heitou, tell me honestly, the leader...is he practicing some kind of magic skills? Have you found out where he learned his saber skills?"

Heitou shook his head and said: "I don't know, but half a month ago, the leader suddenly asked me to come and practice with him for an hour every day. At first I thought it was just the leader wanting to exercise, but later, I realized something was wrong. Oh, boss...it's too strange!"

　Thanks to the book friend "Villager A of Kindergarten" for the reward.

　　Thanks to the book friend "2017..." for the reward of a string of numbers, haha!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)