Chapter 3

Li Xiu shook his head, dispelled the thought of running away from his head, regained his mind, and then stared at the man in the distance.

After a long time, Li Xiu's two arms were numb, but the man was still the same as before, and he didn't come.

To tell you the truth, Li Xiu has a little respect for that life. According to ordinary people, after waiting for such a long time, even if he leaves without dissatisfaction, he will at least show some anxiety and impatience.

But that man has been standing there for such a long time, like a stone statue and a wood carving, and his mind and patience can be seen.

However, the man could wait, but Li Xiu could not. It was not his lack of patience, but his physical condition was not good.

Originally, he had been working in the noodle shop all day, with the cool wind and rain. He wanted to go home to have a rest and sleep, but somehow he got to this place, and then he was still groping in the bamboo forest for a long time.

Just now he didn't realize how tired he was, but as soon as he got down, he was tired, sleepy and hungry, but Li Xiu couldn't stand it.

If you can't get out of the bamboo forest before dark, the situation will be terrible.

Although the direction may be wrong if you want to bypass the person in the distance, and the previous journey may turn into useless work, there is no other way at this time.

But when Li Xiu was about to get up, the scene changed.

A thin man, dressed in a black shawl, straw hat, face covered with linen towel, hands in the shawl, came in a hurry.

The man first looked back to confirm whether there was someone behind him. Then he turned his head and pretended to watch whether there was an ambush around.

Li Xiu quickly fell down again and shrunk his body in case he was caught by the sight.

After this person came, Li Xiu left the mind also light.

There is no dead corner between them. They are not like ordinary people. If they are found, they will never come to a good end. They'd better hide for a while and wait for them to leave.

"Ha ha, it's brother Zhang."

Wu Wei saw the figure in the distance. After looking at it, a few polite smiles appeared on his face, and he welcomed each other.

Zhang Fengshan's face is pale and his eyes are sunken. He looks like a diseased seedling with a cold body, but his eyes are cold and fierce, his face is cold and solemn, and he looks like a stranger.

"I don't have much time to talk about anything else."

After Zhang Fengshan came close to the station and settled down, he waved his hand and blocked the polite words in Wu Wei's mouth.

"Wu Wei,... Did you bring your rain splashing sword score?"

Wu Wei gave a dry smile and went straight to the subject. He took out a sword manual wrapped in brocade cloth from his arms and showed it to Zhang Fengshan.

There was a flash of heat on Zhang Fengshan's face and he wanted to reach for it.

"Ah, brother Zhang..."

Wu Wei's face was full of smile, but he immediately took back the sword spectrum and stopped it with his left hand.

"I've brought what you want. Have you ever got what you and I agreed to exchange?"

Zhang Fengshan took back his hand and looked at the man with the sword in front of him.

It's said that Wu Wei, a rain splashing sword, was an escort walking in northern Sichuan in his early years. His martial arts were very common. But he had no idea what his fortune was. On the way to escort, he got an unknown sword skill in a broken temple.

After that dart, he directly washed his hands and practiced martial arts for more than ten years. When he appeared in the Jianghu, he had the martial arts level of a second rate expert.

He is famous for his fierce and swift attack, which is like pouring rain all over the enemy's body.

According to Zhang Fengshan's conjecture, this rain splashing sword can definitely rank among the first-class swordsmanship in the river and lake. After all, Wu Wei is only a wild way. He doesn't have any good internal mental skills, but he can still rank among the second-class swordsmanship in the river and lake.

And this kind of sword skill is exactly what Zhang Fengshan needs at this time, because there will be a big war soon, which will affect the whole river and lake.

He has to prepare early. After all, he also needs to have the strength to get the wealth.

Wu Wei can't bear to ask again.

Zhang Fengshan took back his eyes. A trace of inexplicable emotion flashed through his eyes. His left hand stretched into the sleeve of the other side of the robe, as if to take something out.

Wu Wei did not dare to take it lightly. While he was looking forward to it, he was ready to draw his sword at any time.

Next moment, Zhang Fengshan took out a thin book rolled up from his sleeve.

Seeing that it's not a cold dart after all, Wu Wei can't help breathing a sigh, as if he's glad that the deal can continue.

And immediately, the hot greed on Wu Wei's face seemed to be unable to hide, and all of them revealed, which was more unbearable than the previous Zhang Fengshan.

"Brother Zhang, this is..."

There are a few trills in the language, which seems to be exaggerated.

However, if Wu Wei is changed to be a member of the 90% middle school in the Jianghu, he will be more difficult to maintain himself than Wu Wei. Even if his head is not very smart, it's not impossible for him to snatch directly.

Seeing Wu Wei's appearance, a trace of disdain appeared on Zhang Fengshan's face. Then he shook the thin book in his hand, which affected Wu Wei's eyes and made him come back to himself.

Wu Wei, who puts his mind back on the trade, seems to have fallen into Zhang Fengshan's eyes because of his unbearable appearance just now. He can't help showing a trace of shame on his face, and then he says with a bow of his hand seemingly flattering.

"Brother Zhang laughs, holding such a heavy treasure in his hand is as calm as if he were just holding an ordinary Scripture. Brother Zhang's heart is beyond my ability."

Hearing this, Zhang Fengshan snorted coldly, and said mercilessly: "if you doubt it's true, you can tell it clearly. It's really disgusting to be less weird here."

"You

Wu Wei's face turned red quickly, and he glared at Zhang Fengshan fiercely. If he was stimulated a little more, he would shoot directly.

But the next moment, Zhang Fengshan just a move to calm down Wu Wei's anger.

It's like the surging tide putting out the Dingxing bonfire by the sea. It's so fast that it doesn't even leave a wisp of smoke.

Wu Wei's face changed very quickly, and there was no anger. He was only surprised and hot, because Zhang Fengshan threw the book to him.

"Treat heavy treasure so casually, is elder brother Zhang not afraid that I take it and run away?"

Zhang Fengshan sniffed: "Wu Wei, how can you ask such an idiot's words? If it wasn't for you and me, do you think today's transaction would happen?"

The rest of the meaning of these words need not be stated clearly. Naturally, the two people understand that there is no way to monopolize the two treasures in exchange.

Zhang Fengshan stretched out his hand to indicate that Wu Wei didn't seem to be ready to turn his face. He also threw the rain splashing sword technique to Zhang Fengshan.

Next, they didn't speak any more. Instead, they began to judge whether the two books were true or not with their own cognition.

Wu Wei hot looking at the hands of the thin book, the page ink are new, he did not think, this is normal.

If Zhang Fengshan threw him an old-fashioned book, he would turn over.

As is known to all, as early as 20 years ago, the ancient martial arts of the town sect of Kongtong sect had been robbed by the unknown Golden Lion King Xie Xun, and three of the five elders of Kongtong had been injured.

Even now, this is still the most famous thing of Kongtong sect in the Jianghu. Zhang Fengshan is not stupid enough to cheat him in this respect.

It's true that what Wu Wei is holding now is the town martial arts of Kongtong school, one of the six major schools of Wulin.

As the mark of the fist score was not eliminated, Wu Wei turned over a few pages, which was somewhat awkward. He unconsciously folded and smoothed along the mark.

In the process, Wu Wei also frowned at Zhang Fengshan for several times.

"It's true that the easier it is to get, the less you know how to cherish it. You don't know how to be blessed when you are in a good fortune. It's not pleasant for this boy to have a good life."

After the restoration of the boxing score, it really seemed that it was much more convenient. Wu Wei finished reading the boxing score in only a quarter of an hour. On the contrary, Zhang Fengshan didn't finish reading half of the sword score.

It's not that Wu Wei's knowledge of martial arts is higher than that of Zhang Fengshan. On the contrary, Wu Wei's knowledge of martial arts is much worse than that of Zhang Fengshan.

After all, Wu Wei is just a wild road, and Zhang Fengshan is the only disciple of the famous Kongtong school.

However, he also looked around and found no problems. As for the other details, he would not be wrong.

Wu Wei, who had finished reading the book early, put it in his arms and looked at Zhang Fengshan with a sword in his hand. His eyes were uncertain and he didn't know what he was thinking.

In the distance, Li Xiu carefully changed his arm to support his body, but his eyes didn't look like just now. He looked at the two people in the distance, and he muttered something from time to time.

"Poke him, poke him! Don't you have a sword? Look at his serious reading. If you don't sneak on him, don't waste this great opportunity! "

At this time, Li Xiu's mind has staged a small theater.

A man's greedy heart sprang up and stabbed him with his sword. He was attacked secretly. The man could not dodge and hurt the vital acupoint. He killed both of them.

However, he is fated to walk out slowly, calmly pick up the two secret books, wave his sleeve and carry the treasure away. In the future, he will become a master of martial arts.

It's not that Li Xiu is naive and delusional. It's this kind of situation, this kind of situation. Don't you hope that you can think about the bad?

What's more, this outcome is indeed a reasonable possibility.

For a long time, Zhang Fengshan closed the rain splashing sword technique in his hand, breathed a long breath, and his face flashed a ray of joy.

This sword technique is true, and as he expected, this sword technique is definitely not inferior to any sword technique in the Wulin.

Seeing that Wu Wei had put away the score, a faint irony appeared in the corner of Zhang Fengshan's mouth.

Both of them had finished checking. Wu Wei said with a smile: "brother Zhang seems to have confirmed the secret script. Then it's over. You and I will come back later..."

Brush, sword out!

At this time, Wu Wei's word "Jian" had not yet taken off, but instead changed to a high drink, resounding through a hundred steps.

"Who?"

"Who is there! Sneaky Spy, get out of here

Wu Wei's eyes were sharp, his face was like ice stone, and he looked at a certain direction to his side.