Martial Arts Master Travelled to Ancient Time and Farms

No one can resist the charm of silver ingots, if one is not enough, then two.

Two shiny and chubby silver ingots were placed side by side on the broken table by Cheng Ling. The old lady groaned and swallowed, and the two sons of the Bian family also stared wide-eyed.

But Bian Bosong kept his face sullen, pursed his lips, said nothing, and silently resisted.

Cheng Ling was not in a hurry, she looked at Bian Bosong, her tone was unhurried, and said: "Master Bian, have you been very tired all these years? Not only is life tiring, but more importantly, you have to worry all the time. Worrying all day, pretending to be crazy."

Bian Bosong tightened his hand holding the wine gourd, and wanted to continue pretending to be crazy, but he couldn't, so he could only hold on to the last insistence and carry on the silence to the end.

Cheng Ling sighed softly, and said in a gentle tone, "Actually, this matter is very simple. They coveted Master Bian's blueprint and forced you here for an unfounded thing. But I don't covet it, because I have something better .”

"In this world, the safest relationship is a fair trade. What I lack, you have, and what you lack, I have. We can buy and sell, so it's perfect. What is there to worry about, Master Bian?"

After finishing the words, Bian Bosong suddenly said, "How do you know that the blueprint in my hand is unnecessary?"

Cheng Ling said with a smile: "Just now we had a face-to-face meeting. Didn't Master Bian first explain that you have no blueprints and no money, and told me not to look for you?"

This is the "drunk talk" that Bian Bosong blurted out when he first met Cheng Ling.

Cheng Ling actually used this to block him?

Bian Bosong seemed to be dazed again, so he stared at Cheng Ling again.

Cheng Ling said: "Actually, it doesn't matter whether you have blueprints or not, because the things in your hands are definitely not as good as mine. With me, it can be nothing!"

Bian Bosong was denied again, but he couldn't bear it anymore, and immediately said: "Your blueprint is just to fool laymen, it can't be made, it's just a fairy tale! It's not like me..."

It's over, it seems that I'm about to say something.

The drunken old man bit his tongue tightly again, and looked at Cheng Ling even more angrily.

Cheng Ling smiled and said: "Master Bian, come out, don't be bound by the past anymore. You can go and ask about my name, my name is Cheng Ling, and Hanxia Wuguan in the east of the city is my home. If you are interested, you can find me at Hanxia Martial Arts Hall."

After finishing speaking, she stopped persuading Bian Bosong, and was about to leave very coolly.

As for the two ingots of silver ingots, they were naturally left on the table at Bian's house, and Cheng Ling didn't intend to take them away.

Bian Bosong said in surprise, "Wait!"

Cheng Ling turned around, Bian Bosong pointed to the silver ingot on the table, gritted his teeth and said, "You will not be rewarded for your merits, and now I am not hired, old man, you take this money back!"

Then, he sighed again, and said: "Your junior is indeed sincere. Having said that, my old man will not hide it from you. It's not that I haven't thought about going out to sell my craft all these years." , but... hey!"

He held his own wine gourd with both hands, rubbed his fingers on it, his knuckles were so hard that they even turned white.

Bian Bosong said at the same time: "Old man, what I offended was Yao E, a white-eyed wolf who eats people and doesn't spit out bones. He has been staring at me for ten years. Adding fuel to the flames. But if anyone wants to help me, hire me... huh!"

"He must have three moves in a row, the first hint, and the second warning. If anyone has the courage to hire me to work again, his third step will be to wipe out the family's property! No matter how hard it is to continue."

"Brother Cheng, young man, you must know that there has never been fairness and safety in this world..."

Before the words were finished, Cheng Ling in front of him picked up the only valuable small carving knife on their table.

The carving knife was made of iron, about five inches long. Cheng Ling pinched the two ends and gently broke it off, only to hear a crisp click, and the carving knife was broken by her just like that.

Bian Bosong stopped talking, he opened his mouth and looked at Cheng Ling.

Cheng Ling hadn't stopped yet, she put the two cut knives together, clicked, clicked again, and broke again.

The iron carving knife was in her hand, but it was as fragile as rotten wood!

What kind of power is this? What is this?

Bian Erlang clutched his chest, the phrase "my carving knife" was stuck in his throat, unable to utter.

In the narrow room, the Bian family members present were all terrified.

But I saw Cheng Ling casually scattered the pile of scrap iron on the table, saying: "It's not that there is no fairness and security in the world, but it needs to be maintained and obtained by our own hands. I bought the carving knife. How many of you are satisfied with using silver ingots as compensation?"

After finishing speaking, she waved her hand and strode away from Bian's house without stopping.

The door was opened by Cheng Ling and closed again.

The creaking sound of the dilapidated old door swayed in the night wind, until the sound of Cheng Ling's footsteps disappeared suddenly, Bian Baisong let out a sharp breath.

Beside him, the light of the candle on the old wooden table was like a spark, lighting up his eyebrows and eyes.

In the early morning of the next day, Cheng Ling got up to practice the exercises as usual, and just after performing the exercises twice, he heard Hong Guangyi report that an old man surnamed Bian had come to visit.

Cheng Ling took the opportunity to call it a day, with a bright smile on his face.

Very good, Bian Bosong is here, her boat can be remodeled!

For Cheng Ling, the addition of Bian Bosong can be said to be even more powerful.

Because he not only came by himself, he also brought his two sons, and in addition, there were three apprentices who were also suppressed.

Although this old man who has been down and out for ten years usually pretends to be crazy and stupid, once he cheers up, he is actually a very vigorous and resolute person.

And Cheng Ling suggested at that time: "Master Bian, bring your family and move here together, the younger generation, it's safe."

Bian Bosong did not refuse, he even breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately expressed his gratitude and loyalty to Cheng Ling.

He patted his chest and said: "Master Cheng, as long as you can give our old Bian family a peace, my old man's life will be sold to you!"

Cheng Ling suddenly laughed and said: "Master Bian was joking, this junior is not the King of Yama, what do you want your life for? Senior, take care of yourself, build boats well, and carry forward your craft, this is the greatest value!" "

At Chidong Wharf, Cheng Ling's ship is being repaired and rebuilt.

On the side of the martial arts hall, the days gradually become extra lively.

The thing is interesting to say, it turned out that for some reason, Wang Liulang brought a group of dandies to Cheng Ling's martial arts gym, saying that he wanted to learn from Cheng Ling.

Cheng Ling refused at first. She didn't want to accept such a disciple, she was too lazy to take him, and she was tired of taking him with him.

But Wang Liulang was really good at pestering people. He took people to the martial arts hall, gave away two jars of wine today, and two baskets of fruits and vegetables in the village tomorrow. If Cheng Ling didn't accept it, he would bring a pen, ink, paper and inkstone the day after tomorrow.

What do you do with a pen, ink, paper and inkstone?

Wang Liulang sighed and said: "Master Cheng, my seventh younger brother has been really depressed and pitiful these days. If I draw some scenes in the martial arts hall for him, he will gradually regain his vigor, and maybe he will cheer up."

When he said that, Cheng Ling was dumbfounded.