If Hsu Fengnian heard what his father and master said, he would definitely teach Old Huang a lesson. In the future, when choosing the names of the sword moves, he should pay more attention. Three swords out of the sheath was three jin, so four swords would be four jin?
At that moment, Hsu Fengnian wanted to ask Old Huang how many compartments there were in the red sandalwood sword case, and how many swords were in it.
The battle ended quickly and unexpectedly. This made His Royal Highness, who had not watched to his heart's content, feel even more unsatisfied. He thought to himself, Old Man, Old Huang, you two heroes don't feel bad about the palace's architecture. Just tear it down. You don't need to pay for it, right?
But life is not as you wish. Hsu Fengnian could not rush up crying and begging the two masters to continue the battle.
Swords have no eyes, life and death is one's own responsibility.
Afterwards, after an expert's explanation, His Royal Highness learned that in the battle, Old Huang with the case on his back had used three swords in the end, a total of six moves.
It was definitely not like what the storyteller said with his mouth full of saliva in the teahouse. The battle between the two unparalleled masters must have been dark for several days and nights. In short, it was not shocking, and ghosts and gods would not cry.
At that moment, the Old Man with the Sword sat in the dilapidated pavilion with only the base of the platform left. His two swords were stabbed into the ground. His face was ruddy, and his hair was white. He shook his head and said, "Let's not fight today."
The short and thin Old Huang with the case on his back stood on the long embankment. He rubbed his hands and then put them into his sleeves. But in the hearts of most of the spectators, it was extremely absurd. This old coachman who could not even make a fart after being beaten a few times was really a real person who did not show his face to scare people.
Hsu Fengnian was undoubtedly the most shocked. He did not know that it was Old Huang who had single-handedly beaten the Old Man to the bottom of the lake.
If not for that, would the great pillar of the country, Xu Xiao, be at ease and let his most beloved son travel six thousand li? Every time his life was hanging by a thread, he still managed to keep his life?
Sitting on the ground, the Old Man shouted to Hsu Fengnian, "Kid, give grandpa some wine and meat! After eating and drinking, I will fight with Old Ninth Huang for five hundred rounds! Whoever loses will go to the bottom of the lake! "
Hsu Fengnian could hear the Old Man's heroic voice from afar. After hesitating for a long time, he still ran to ask the steward to prepare a sumptuous meal. He specially prepared a whole roasted suckling pig and placed it in an oversized food box. Hsu Fengnian carried it and ran up the long embankment.
His footsteps became slower and slower. When he passed by the coachman Old Huang, he threw a glance at the old servant, who was still complaining that His Royal Highness had forgotten to reward him with a pot or two of Dragon Rock Sunk Vat. The old servant rubbed his cheeks to indicate that he was fine. Only then did Hsu Fengnian muster up the courage to step forward and place the food box on the ground in front of the Old Man.
Just now, the steward didn't forget to give His Royal Highness a few crispy cucumbers. The Old Man didn't stand on ceremony. He tore off a pig leg and stuffed it into his mouth. His mouth was full of grease. After eating live carp with a fishy taste for more than ten years, the ten-foot-tall Old Man clearly liked this exquisitely cooked suckling pig.
Hsu Fengnian squatted in front of him and slowly nibbled on a cucumber. He was thinking of a touching opening speech. After all, they had been friends for more than ten years. He had to make good use of it.
In the past, when he entered the water to look at the Old Man, it was as if they were looking at each other in the underworld. Now that he was finally in the world of the living, he had to come up with a plan. Otherwise, he would be scared witless and take the risk to make such a big fuss. Moreover, he also had to be busy. It was not in line with His Royal Highness' style of doing things.
Without waiting for Hsu Fengnian, whose eyes were secretly rolling around, to finish his little abacus, the Old Man bluntly said, "Back then, it was the King of Beiliang's scheme and Old Ninth Huang's strength that made me, your grandfather, live at the bottom of the lake and live a life worse than death. Today, you saved me, so we're even. I also exchanged blows with Old Ninth Huang and turned his five broken swords into four. As for Beiliang Palace, your grandfather is kind and won't tear it down. Kid, don't expect your grandfather to repay your favor! "
Hsu Fengnian, who was staring blankly, thought to himself that he had met an opponent who was as thick-skinned as him. He carefully asked, "Old Grandpa, there's wine and meat in the mansion, and Old Huang will fight with you. Why don't you stay?"
The Old Man sneered and said, "There are many masters in the world. After I defeat Old Huang's Ninth Saber, your grandfather will go to Martial Emperor City and defeat the world's second best. If your grandfather isn't the world's best, then what am I?! A small prince's mansion is not worthy of your grandfather's attention. "
Old Huang, who had taken off the red sandalwood sword case to sit on, put a blade of grass in his mouth and chewed carefully. He imitated His Royal Highness and rolled his eyes.
Hsu Fengnian looked embarrassed. He had no experience dealing with a hero like the Old Man, who killed people as if they were chopping melons and vegetables. He did not know what to say.
The last cucumber in his hand was snatched away by the Old Man. He bit off half of it, spat a few times, and threw it into the lake. The Old Man, who was busy dealing with a pig's trotter, glared at Hsu Fengnian and said, "Kid, you want to eat this tasteless thing?"
Hsu Fengnian, whose face had been sprayed with saliva, lifted his sleeve and wiped it away. He asked tentatively, "Old Grandpa, can you help me teach someone a lesson? He's a martial granduncle from Mount Wudang, a master!"
The Old Man thought for a moment and nodded. "I've been indebted to you all these years. I've tasted some cooked food, but if you ask for more, your grandfather will beat you up. But if you want to fight and kill, your grandfather is willing. Wait until I defeat Old Ninth Huang, then I'll leave immediately! "
Old Huang did not give him any face and slanted his mouth. He held the stalk of grass in his mouth and his old face was full of ridicule.
The Old Man angrily shouted, "Old Ninth Huang, you don't accept it? If you don't accept it, let's fight again! "
Old Huang simply turned his body around and turned his back to the Old Man. Out of sight, out of mind.
Hsu Fengnian, who was covering his ears, felt a headache. If the Old Man had not promised to go to Mount Wudang to teach that bastard Daoist priest a lesson, he would have let Old Huang beat this untactful old man to the bottom of the lake. In this lifetime, other than those servants who jumped into the lake to commit suicide, there would be no hope of seeing another living person again.
Hsu Fengnian softly exclaimed in surprise. Since Old Huang's skills were so valiant, why did he choose to go to Mount Wudang with the sword case on his back? Wouldn't it be easier to just bring Old Huang, who was carrying the sword case, to Mount Wudang? Why did he have to look at the Old Man's face and listen to his roar? Hsu Fengnian weighed the pros and cons, his face was gloomy and uncertain.
The Old Man's appearance was boorish, but his mind was as meticulous as hair. The whole suckling pig, including the meat and bones, entered his stomach. He patted his stomach in satisfaction and said with a 'hehe',
"Child, as soon as I saw your eyes turn, Grandpa knew that you were thinking of something. What, you want Old Ninth Huang to throw me back to the bottom of the lake?
To tell you the truth, it's easier to invite Buddha than to send Buddha away. If I hadn't fallen into Li Yuanying's evil scheme, even if I didn't defeat Old Ninth Huang, Grandpa would still be able to come and go as I please. At the bottom of the lake, there were four iron balls weighing four thousand catties. Two of the twin sabers were poured into the balls, and that was how Grandpa was trapped. Now that I have the twin sabers in my hands, the world is mine. Wahaha, Child, aren't you afraid? "
His Royal Highness, who was being roared and spat again, squeezed out a smile and muttered, "How could I? Fengnian's admiration for Old Grandpa is like the Great River flowing east, like the stars in the plains."
The Old Man said with a smile that was not a smile, "Child, you're different from that Butcher Xu, you're more to my liking. Arrange a comfortable room for Grandpa, and prepare a table full of wine and meat. "
Hsu Fengnian stood up and said, "This is a small matter."
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