Chapter 10 Taobo

"Cough!" Zhou Botao deliberately coughed twice, "I think he will miss his mother soon. It should be within ten days."

"Haha, yes, go home and breastfeed your mother!" Wei Changping mocked, "Let's go and discuss what we learned from Brother Jiu today!"

"It's strange. I want to know how a lowly person can raise a boy like him!" Zhou Botao sneered.

Although Jiang Hanye is kind and generous, he is not willing to be humiliated, especially when it comes to the topic of parents.

"What did you say?" Jiang Han stood up at night, turned around, and stared angrily at Wei Changping and Zhou Botao, "You can scold me. Don't burden my parents and the people around me!"

"What, what's wrong with scolding you? Can you bite me? I said that you have to go home within ten days, so what? Can't you?" Zhou Botao is a child of a rich family. He is usually spoiled and spoiled. How can he tolerate others to talk to him like this? Therefore, Ben stood up first to provoke. Opposite them is a mountain stream flowing from top to bottom. This mountain stream is specially used by the people of Wanjian Villa to clean the toilet. At this moment, Jiang Hanye is standing next to the mountain stream with angry eyes, staring at the two rich and noble families.

"You..." Jiang Hanye clenched his fist tightly. He resisted his anger of rushing to fight with them and said word by word, "If I don't go home within ten days, what if I will stay here all the time?"

Zhou Botao's face turned red, and obviously he was also angered: "If you don't go home within ten days, I'll leave!"

"Good!" Jiang Hanye waited for his words, "You remember the ten-day appointment!"

"Remember it!" Zhou Botao said viciously.

"Brother Zhou, let's not talk to this stinky person! Naturally, someone will come to deal with him in the future!" Seeing that the matter seemed to be big, Wei Changping pulled him back. Although Wei Changping and Zhou Botao are both rich or noble, after all, this is Wanjian Villa, an extraordinary place. The so-called family has a family law and rules. If he violates the family rules here, even the Heavenly King Laozi can't save him.

Jiang Hanye, who held his breath, waited for the two to go far away before falling to the ground. Looking at the floating in the stream and the rows of toilets on the shore, he had a feeling of crying without tears.

"Alas, I originally thought that those who came here could practice martial arts will one day glorify their ancestors. If they know the result, don't come here. Now far away from his hometown, Brother Ji Feng is not in the village. All the people here look down on people, but they can't talk to someone..." Jiang Hanye thought dejectedly. He wanted to leave here and return to his hometown. Thinking of his parents' expectations for him and the eyes of his parents before parting, he sighed and secretly vowed to take root here. In the future, he would not let anyone look down on him and belittle his parents.

After washing the last toilet, Jiang Hanye was so tired that he couldn't straighten up. After sending the toilet back to its original position, he dragged a heavy step to Yueweiyuan. In fact, he was extremely unwilling to go back to Yueweiyuan. Although he had a place there, the cold, wet and dark place was not home or home in his heart, but in any case, he only had that one place to go at this time.

Squeak! Jiang Hanye tried his best to push the two heavy wooden doors open. As soon as he entered the yard, he heard bursts of laughter from the guest hall. It was Wei Changping and Zhou Botao who were talking about what they had learned today. They were so forgetful that they didn't hear anyone enter the yard.

"No, this move should be like this..." Wei Changping said.

"So that's it, I said, why can't I beat it no matter how hard I..." Zhou Botao suddenly realized.

The conversation between the fellow brothers aroused Jiang Hanye's curiosity. He was very curious about the moves mentioned by the two brothers, and also wanted to know what the entry skill of practicing the way of immortals was, so he jumped into the corridor, and then gently approached the window of the guest hall and looked inside through the gap.

The guest hall of Yuewei Courtyard is very spacious. In addition to tables, chairs and benches, there is also a 20-step empty space in the center of the house, which is much more spacious than the bedroom on Jiang Hanye. Now Wei Changping and Zhou Botao are standing in the open space and practicing. They seem to be playing a set of boxing skills. It can be seen that these two people have a foundation of kung fu. Jiang Hanye greedily watched the two people punching, and his ears also captured every word of them.

"Alas, the entry-level boxing "Wan Shouquan" of Wanjian Villa is said to be adapted from their swordsmanship "Chaotic Sword Spectrum". Every entry disciple must start practicing from these two skills." After some practice, Zhou Botao was already out of breath and sweating. He shook his head and sighed, "When I was at home, my parents also helped me hire a second-level martial artist as a teacher the day after tomorrow. I thought the boxing skills he taught me were very good. Now I know that there are people outside..."

"Isn't it? It is said that studying this "Longevity Boxing" can prolong life and enhance the physique, which is the basis for getting started..." Wei Changping also said, "However, I heard that the disciples surnamed Ji's disciples are practicing the Chaos Sword Spectrum, and I don't know how much better than this Longevity Boxing..."

"I can't help it. Who will let the surname be Ji? I have to work hard and look forward to becoming a disciple of the landlord one day. Zhou Botao said, "We have to get up earlier tomorrow, and Brother Jiu will explain all this to us in detail."

"That's right, but no matter how bad you are, you are much better than the shabby toilet boy..." Wei Changping turned around and pulled it on Jiang Hanye again. The two immediately looked at each other and laughed, and the laughter was full of insults and disdain.

Jiang Hanye, who was under the window, heard red ears behind him. He secretly clenched his fist and thought fiercely, "It doesn't matter if you laugh at me now. You will cry and beg me one day!"

The boxing skills of Wei and Tuesday were seen by Jiang Hanye, and most of them were remembered in his heart, so he did not stay here more. He just sneaked back to the bedroom, closed the door, and recalled what he had just stolen in the narrow space.

"It doesn't matter if Brother Jiu doesn't teach me skills. I will secretly practice by myself!" Jiang Hanye learned from the appearance of the two people, stood still, took a deep breath, put his fists around his waist, and slowly exhaled that breath. At the same time, he also secretly made up his mind, "I must surpass those two guys!"

Some things are often easy to say and difficult to do. Jiang Hanye only practiced one style and couldn't figure it out. Although this "Wan Shouquan" is just an introductory boxing method, the original intention of the person who created this boxing method is to use this simple boxing method to open the meridians of the human body, move the muscles and bones, strengthen the body, and prepare for more difficult practice in the future. After the improvement of successive masters, this set of boxing techniques has long been famous all over the world, and all small sects have competed to imitate, but most of them have lost their essence, just like the current confused river cold night.

"My right hand is here, but how can I quickly turn to the left?" Jiang Hanye, a mountain boy, only knew how to chop wood and cut pig grass before. How has he ever been exposed to these boxing and other things? Therefore, I practiced for half a day, and I was a little depressed. But Jiang Hanye has another characteristic, which is stubbornness. If you don't do anything, you will definitely stick to it. After practicing for a long time, he decided to get up early tomorrow and secretly follow Wei and Tuesday to the place where they practiced to understand. Perhaps many of the truths can't be interpreted by the seemingly obvious moves.

I haven't eaten for a day and brushed the toilet for half a day. Coupled with the practice of boxing just now, Jiang Hanye's Five viscera Temple has begun to protest strongly.

"I'm so hungry, but I don't have anything to eat... I might as well go out to find some wild fruits or something to eat. If I'm lucky, maybe I can meet a pheasant or hare..." Jiang Hanye thought about it and decided to go out to solve this most basic problem.

Shouyang Peak stands on thousands of walls, towering into the clouds. The whole mountain is a city, but it gives people a feeling that the city is hidden in the peaks. Although Wanjian Villa was built very well, and there were all kinds of shops in the neighborhood, Jiang Hanye didn't have any money, so the idea of going to the restaurant to fill his stomach was eliminated. He is a child who grew up in a mountain village and has been active in the fields since he was a child, so he certainly knows which ones can be eaten and which ones are poisonous.

Out of the Yuewei Courtyard, through the inner city, Jiang Hanye came to the outer city. Some of this outer city is like a city, and another part is like mountains. Thousands of flowers are competing to open, and rare trees are full of root. At times, no one or two pheasants and hares swagger through the city. It is not surprising that the people of Wanjian Villa have seen more, but Jiang Hanye is rare. At this time, he was following a tailed pheasant out of the city and came to a deserted place.

Goo Goo!

There are unknown birds singing on the trees, and there are many colorful butterflies flying in the wind, and the sun shines on the wings of butterflies, which is particularly brilliant.

The pheasant looked fat and very arrogant. Seeing Jiang Hanye trailing behind him, he walked and stopped. From time to time, he turned around and cackled at him, as if he disliked the hunter's walking too slowly.

"Wow, even a little pheasant dares to laugh at me. Let me see if I peel you off and molt today!" Jiang Hanye rolled up his sleeves and tightened his belt. The cat rushed to the pheasant with a hungry tiger.

"Cluck!" The pheasant was frightened and flew more than one person high with its wings. It jumped straight over Jiang Hanye's head, stepped on his forehead with chicken claws, and then jumped over a fork behind him.

Jiang Hanye not only didn't catch the prey, but also fell down and fell to eat shit, which provoked his stubborn temper. He got up from the ground and didn't care about his body being covered with dirt. He only stared at the disappearing figure of the pheasant and completely forgot that this was Shouyang Peak, a place he was not familiar with at all.

This fork road is extremely narrow and is covered by surrounding plants and rocks. If it hadn't been for the pheasant running in, Jiang Hanye would not even have found such a road around him. After flashing in, he found that the scenery here was much more beautiful than outside. If Wanjian Villa is a lively fairyland on earth, then this is a paradise in a fairyland.

This is a sheep intestine path. The initial road is only one person wide, and the plants on both sides are full of branches. Walking on the cold night, you will be hooked by those branches. This road is also an ordinary dirt road. There is nothing strange. But there is a peak looking at this road, which is even a little higher than Shouyang Peak. The whole peak, including Shouyang Peak, is shrouded in fog, and the unknown peak is even worse. From afar, the mountain stands in the distance like a sword pointing straight to the sky, while the flowing clouds in mid-air hang down from the top of the peak like a waterfall, a few winding, which is refreshing.

Not long after walking on the narrow dirt road, Jiang Hanye found that the road under his feet had become a little open, and the dirt road had also become gravel pavement, and the plants on both sides of the road were becoming more and more regular. Looking carefully, most of them were peach blossoms. After the peach blossoms, Jiang Hanye found that there was an open area with an acre in front of him. In the middle of this open space was a lonely hut. There was a peach tree planted in front of the house, which was much thicker and taller than the surrounding peach trees. Standing at this entrance, Jiang Hanye looked at the surroundings curiously. He even forgot his hunger and his purpose of coming here.

This open space is like a courtyard, and the surrounding peach trees are like the natural fence of the garden, which hides the cottage, coupled with the fog and white clouds floating in the air, what a pastoral scenery.

"Which one are you?" Just as Jiang Hanye looked around curiously, an old man's voice came, which clearly told Jiang Hanye: You are not welcome.

"I, I am a disciple of Wanjian Villa." Jiang Hanye hurriedly replied, and at the same time, he turned his head and looked around, but he didn't see half a person.

"What are you looking at!" The voice said again, "I'm here!"

Listening to the sound, it seemed to come from above. Jiang Hanye looked up curiously and found that on a peach tree closest to him by the roadside, an old man with a white beard and white hair in a gray shirt was sitting on the tree trunk looking at him.

"Old man, what are you doing there? Carefully fall down..." Jiang Hanye said worriedly. Looking at the old man's age, he is at least 70 or 80 years old. He is still climbing up and down at such an old age, which makes people scared him.

"Hmm! Do you look down on me?" The old man snorted, as if he was very dissatisfied with Jiang Hanye's words, and even his beard was upturned when he spoke.