When the sword comes out of Emei, I will be the front

Chapter 47 Returning from the waves, observing fiber and discussing martial arts

"Do I like Senior Sister Wei?" Ye Guhong blinked and nodded matter-of-factly: "Of course! She is my Senior Sister. I also like Senior Sister Jin and Senior Sister Ji!"

Nothing happened, and Ye Guhong was happy to play with the little girl.

"That's not what I mean!" Jin Mingjun waved his hands repeatedly and struggled to organize his words: "The kind of love I mean is the kind of love that you want to marry her as your wife."

Ye Guhong said in surprise: "I am only eight years old, can I get a wife?"

He rolled his eyes slightly and suddenly said decisively: "Then I want to marry Senior Sister Jin!"

"Ah!" Jin Mingjun was startled at first, and then couldn't help but feel happy and shy. He quickly turned his back, but couldn't help but ask him: "Why, why do you want to marry me?"

Ye Guhong said seriously: "When I look at the senior sisters, I always feel that Senior Sister Jin is the most sensible, virtuous, and gentle. My mother used to say that when a man marries a wife, he must marry someone who is sensible, virtuous, and gentle."

"Ouch, ouch!"

Jin Mingjun's face was flushed, and he didn't know how to position his hands and feet. He said in a panic: "You are so young that you know how to talk nonsense. I, I won't talk to you anymore. I'm going to see if Jin Yi is still crying..."

After saying that, he ran away, only taking two steps. Suddenly he thought that this was not gentle enough, so he stopped quickly and walked away shyly.

Ye Guhong laughed, bit the root of the grass root in his mouth, and slowly inhaled the little bit of sweetness.

Not long after, Master Miejie and Master Xiaofeng came out side by side and whispered: "...If you really want to start a sect, it would be an excellent place, especially those purple zhizhi, if used well, they are really treasures …”

Ye Guhong stepped forward to say hello, and Master Xiaofeng smiled and supported her, praising: "Good boy, you have helped your master a lot during your trip! Why, I heard that I even got you a little wife?"

At this time, Jin Mingjun came back from the left, and Ji Xiaorong, holding Wei Jinyi in hand, came back from the right with a clean face. Meng Keli heard Master Xiaofeng say, "You even got yourself a little wife?"
  Jin Mingjun exclaimed, turned around and ran away, his mind full of disbelief: "Junior brother, I haven't promised him yet, and he reported it to the master?"

Wei Jinyi was stunned and reached out to touch the collar. Suddenly his face turned red and he turned around and ran away.

When Miejie saw these disciples, he was startled. He didn't know why for a moment. He just felt that he was embarrassed in front of his best friends and said angrily: "One or two of them are so ignorant! Xiao Rong, take them to pack their luggage and come together." You masters, please say goodbye. We have been bothering you for so long and we are going home."

Master Xiaofeng, on the other hand, was boiling dumplings in a teapot - she knew it well enough. She patted her best friend and said with a bad smile: "Where are you now? In a few years, just look at it, these girls and boys won't be enough for you." What to worry about.”

Half an hour later, several female disciples packed their luggage and knelt down together: "Thank you for taking care of me these days, uncle. Disciples are going."

Xiaofeng smiled and waved his hand: "Go, go, practice martial arts well, and take good care of your master."

Miejie and Xiaofeng bowed to each other, and their blessings and treasures were all reflected in their eyes.

Ye Guhong also went to the backyard, kowtowed at the graves of his parents, burned a few pieces of paper money, and rushed to say goodbye: "When my nephew has learned martial arts and comes down the mountain, I will come to visit my uncle again."

Xiaofeng smiled and said: "Amitabha, when this kid of yours comes down from the mountain after becoming a master, I'm afraid it will be a catastrophe for the chivalrous ladies in the world."

Ye Guhong said with a smile: "My nephew is an honest man." He jumped on the carriage. After the master and senior sisters were seated, he said with a smile: "Master, please take care, my nephew is going." With a shake of the reins, the The horse pulling the cart started running slowly.

Along the way, Jin Mingjun was distracted, thinking that his junior brother and master had said that he wanted to marry him. He did not dare to look at Miejie, for fear that she would ask him if he was willing. He kept rehearsing the answer in his stomach: Master, my junior brother was just joking. The disciple must not be willing. The disciple is seven or eight years older than him.

But occasionally I glanced away and saw my junior brother's high nose, fair skin, and star-like eyes. I couldn't help but think: Seven or eight years old is nothing. At worst, if I wait for him for seven years, won't he be just as old?
  However, until they arrived at Wuguan Town, Miejie never asked her if she wanted to marry. Jin Mingjun finally figured it out: Junior brother is so young, how can master take his words seriously? Naturally, I won’t ask myself specifically.

Then he breathed a sigh of relief, but he couldn't help but feel disappointed.

When they came to the town, they met up with Mrs. Song and others. Fang Wen and Fang Wu were also around fourteen or fifteen years old. When they suddenly saw three beautiful junior sisters, they were instantly turned into two pieces of wood and it was difficult to say a complete sentence.

Master Miejie had been away for a long time and was eager to return. Now that she had received her apprentice, she became more and more reluctant to delay. She took out her gold and silver and asked Xu Dali to rent a boat for her and go up the river back to Emei.

How could Xu Dali be willing to accept money? After much persuasion, Miejie was persuaded to put away their belongings and went to find a familiar and reliable boat owner for them. Two days later, they ordered a good boat. Miejie Shitai and his party all boarded the boat and said goodbye to the Xu family and his son. Officially on the way home.

The natural speed of sailing against the current is limited, but the wonderful thing is that the spring breeze is warm at this time, and there are some wonderful scenery above and below the river. The master and apprentice spend most of the day practicing martial arts on the deck, and the rest of the time they either look at the scenery, chat, or Or playing a chess game, the time passed by unknowingly and was lost in the laughter of everyone.

After traveling like this for more than half a month, we passed by Dongting Lake, went upstream, passed Jingzhou, and arrived at Xiazhou in sight, which was considered the most difficult part of the trip.

The turbulent river water cuts through the Wushan Mountains and rushes out like an escaped dragon, forming a section of the Yangtze River with the deepest water and the fastest waves for thousands of miles!
  Especially in this section, there are steep mountains on both sides of the river, which makes the river extremely narrow. There are also huge Leilei rocks rolling down from the mountains on both sides of the river, creating numerous whirlpools and making navigation extremely difficult.

In other rivers, one could still go upstream by borrowing the wind or relying on paddleboards, but here, one could only continue going upstream with the help of trackers.

Slimming is not a simple matter. Miejie took his disciples to the side of the boat and explained it to them in detail——

The boat must first be equipped with a large oar and the rudder, which requires several experienced hands to control it at the same time to ensure that the boat is close enough to the shore but will not hit the reef.

Someone must be responsible for blowing the sails to maximize the use of wind power.

There is also a person who is responsible for playing the drum. When pulling fibers, the trackers often stand on all fours like an ox or horse struggling to exert force. They all rely on the drumbeat in their ears, whether it is tight or slow, and finally form a combined force.

And on the shore, there are not only trackers, but also people running back and forth to arrange the rope at any time. If the rope gets stuck in a stone, these people will have to pull it out. The most dangerous thing is that the rope catches the reef, and they have to risk it immediately. Go into the water to untie it.

The rest are trackers.

These trackers usually don't even wear pants, only a pair of straw sandals to increase friction with the ground.

At this time, the boat owner negotiated the price and brought more than a hundred trackers with him, walking from the river in a mighty manner. Most of these trackers were naked. The faces of several female disciples turned red when they saw it, and they were about to hide in the cabin, but were stopped by Miejie: ​​"Stop! Children of the world, do you want to imitate the rich lady? Du He is your teacher here, look. They stretch!"

The female disciples' faces were red with shame, but they did not dare to disobey the master's order. They had no choice but to watch the trackers slowly find their own seats and start pulling the boat up.

However, Ye Guhong quickly became fascinated. It turned out that the Three Gorges trackers were different from others. The rocks on both sides had been washed by the river for countless years and were extremely smooth. Therefore, the trackers mostly adopted a semi-crawling posture and grabbed each rock with their hands. Using his strength, he took advantage of the situation and stepped forward.

What was particularly surprising was that Ye Guhong discovered that the walking routes of these trackers were actually inherited!
  The predecessors left deep traces on the stones. Wherever they go, which rocks they grab, and which stone nests they step on, the trackers have long been familiar with it. There is an indescribable beauty in the flow of muscles and bones.

Miejie said slowly: "Pay attention to these trackers. If they use their strength slightly wrong and break the rope and fall into the rapids, they will be catastrophic. This is similar to our martial arts training. You can think about it for yourself. Do you think that when you are working with others, you can maintain the calmness and focus of the trackers?"

When she said this, Ji Xiaorong and Wei Jinyi also showed enlightenment in their eyes. Only Jin Mingjun curled his lips and glanced at the tracker impatiently. Seeing that the master was not staring at him, he immediately looked at his junior brother and became stunned. …

Fang Wen and Fang Wu sniffed and looked at the senior sisters in a daze.

(End of this chapter)