Chapter 263 Scholar

"You use this one. It was used by Senior Brother Chang Ming back then. This sword is good for cutting iron like clay, but I didn't put it to use." Li Huowang said to Chun Xiaoman who was holding his own sword.

Chun Xiaoman looked at the long sword in his hand in surprise. Although the sword was a bit heavy for him, it was still much better than his previous weapon.

"Thank you, Senior Brother Li!"

"Practice your sword more often. Although I gave you the bell, don't rely on Mr. You for everything. After all, it takes three months of life to treat him. How many three months are there in a person's life?"

Chun Xiaoman nodded. She turned around and met Yang child who had just come in.

Excited, she took off her sword from her waist and stuffed it into the other person's arms.

"This sword will be yours from now on, let's go! Go outside and practice your sword!"

In the following days, it was rare to have a peaceful life. There was no need to rush in the wind and rain. In addition to eating and drinking, everyone's face looked much better except for the Lu family class.

However, after four days, they were about to continue on the road. Li Huowang originally wanted to stay a few more days, but the sheep in Qingqiu began to lose weight because they were not full. If it falls, nothing will happen.

The sleeping quilts and iron pots were put back on the oxcart, and they began to walk towards the prosperous county town that Namaike mentioned.

"What's wrong with your face?" Li Huowang asked, looking at Lu Zhuangyuan whose right eye was purple.

"It's okay. I accidentally fell it when I went to the latrine at night." An embarrassed smile appeared on Lu Zhuangyuan's face.

"Hey, this is not a fall. He sneaked to someone else's backstage to steal his teacher, but he was caught by their class leader and was beaten up."

Gou Wa's words made Leader Lu embarrassed, but he still argued. "I...I'm not trying to steal from you, I'm just going to take a look."

It was obvious that even he himself didn't believe what he said.

In order to change the subject, Lu Zhuangyuan immediately sold his son.

"Little Taoist Master, I already know about that boy Xiucai. I have already taught him a severe lesson. You, sir, have a lot of knowledge. Don't be as knowledgeable as him."

"What's going on?" After Li Huowang was briefly confused, he immediately knew what the other party was talking about.

"Oh, you mean the apprenticeship thing? It's okay, I forgot about it."

"I really can't teach others this magical power. If I could teach it, wouldn't I have already taught it to other brothers and sisters? Then I would have a few more helpers around me."

"That's good, that's good." Lu Zhuangyuan hunched over, smiling and nodding beside Li Huowang.

"Captain Lu, did those Mai Kes say how long it takes to get from Zhuangzi to the county seat?"

"Almost four days' journey."

Li Huowang nodded, his pace quickened a little, and he thought to himself: "I hope this county is big enough to buy a map with Niuxin Mountain on it."

Li Huowang wanted to arrive right away, but the road always had to be walked step by step, especially since they were using an ox cart. Although the ox cart had a strong load-carrying capacity, it could not compare with the speed of a donkey cart, let alone a horse cart. .

As the sun sets, the bullock carts and the sheep form a wall, while others are inside the wall and start to finish their meal.

What we ate today was stick noodles cut with a knife. Yang, who was a little taller, skillfully kneaded the dough into a ball, holding the knife in his left hand and the dough in his right hand.

The cold light danced, and strips of shaved noodles were cut into the tumbling pot. During this period of time, the swordsmanship was not improved, but the knife skills were getting better and better.

When some young bamboo shoots picked from the bamboo forest are cut and thrown in, a bowl of bamboo shoots and mutton noodles is ready.

"Junior Brother Yang, your skills are really getting better and better. Now that you know it, you can become a cook." After Gou Wa finished speaking, he and Hong'er beside him took out a bowl and walked towards the oxcart.

The two of them haven't reached the place yet. You feed me and I feed you. They are so happy.

With a big bag on his head that his father had knocked out with a cigarette pole, Lu Xiucai took the bowl to the pot and scooped up the noodles angrily. "What's the point? I'll wait until my father buys a theater."

"Brother Xiucai, what are you talking about?"

Lu Xiucai raised his head and glanced at the Yang child who was speaking and the round-faced woman standing behind him, then walked back holding the bowl with a cold face.

After dinner, there was not much activity. Everyone went to bed early. In the first half of the night, Lu Xiucai stayed vigil with his brother.

Li Huowang slept well in the first half of the night, but just before the third watch, he was awakened by a murderous aura.

Li Huowang opened the quilt and stuffed Bai Lingmiao in his arms. Li Huowang turned over and reached for the weapons placed on the bullock cart.

However, of the two swords, he only touched the copper coin sword, and the purple tassel sword given to him by his master was missing!

"Yao Wazi!! What are you doing! Put down your sword quickly!" Lu Zhuangyuan's cry woke everyone up.

Li Huowang immediately turned around and rushed towards the bonfire. Finally, surrounded by Lu's squad, he saw his weapon.

At this time, the Zisui sword over there was being grasped by Lu Xiucai. He obviously couldn't bear the murderous intent on the sword. He couldn't help but keep leaning back, and he was sucking in breath with a ferocious expression.

Lu Zhuangyuan, who had no master, came to Li Huowang's side and said in panic: "Little Taoist Master, what's going on? Yao Wazi has become like this?"

"Hahaha! I have magical powers! I can kill whoever I want!" Lu Xiu started laughing wildly.

When he saw Li Huowang walking towards him, Lu Xiucai subconsciously pointed the tip of his sword towards him.

Li Huowang grabbed the blade with one hand, then raised his right foot and kicked the young man's soft belly.

"Ugh~!" Lu Xiucai knelt on the ground, holding his stomach, and vomited out all the shaved bamboo shoot noodles he had eaten tonight.

Inserting the sword into the scabbard again, Li Huowang looked at his torn palm, shook off the blood and said to Lu Xiucai: "I'll say it again, I don't have any magical powers, and I can't teach you. This is the first time too. For the last time, and next time, just leave."

"Why don't you teach me! Why can a little dog do it! But I can't! I also want to be a master! I don't want to be a mortal!"

"When you really have it, you won't think so. If you have a choice, I want to become a normal person like you."

"Stop looking around and go back to sleep. We have to continue our journey tomorrow."

After dealing with this trivial incident, Li Huowang turned around and left with the Zi Sui Sword in his hand.

Seeing that everything was over, Lu Zhuangyuan and his eldest son, wrapped in clothes, hurried to Lu Xiucai's side.

"Look what stupid thing you have done! Why are you still dead on the ground! Why don't you get up quickly!"

Just when he reached out to pull Lu Xiucai, trying to pull him up from the ground, Lu Xiucai slapped Lu Zhuangyuan with his backhand and stunned him.

"Old Bones, get away from me! You don't have to worry about my affairs!"

What happened that night did not pass. When Li Huowang got up the next day, he saw Lu Xiucai being hung upside down from a tree and being whipped with a cane by Lu Zhuangyuan.

But even though his face was covered with raised blood marks, Lu Xiucai still refused to admit defeat and cursed at his father and his boss.

"Ahhh! Just wait, you dare to hit me! Kill me if you can, otherwise I will kill you all!! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"