Lord of Civilizations

Chapter 83: North and South Martial Arts! (twenty three)

Chapter 83: North and South Martial Arts! (twenty three)

The real talker Tong Xiangyu, after a night of heart-to-heart talk, successfully put Guo Furong down.

the next morning.

Xiaoqing left.

She wants to apologize to those who were hurt by them along the way, and at the same time, she also wants to go back and explain the situation to Guo Furong and her father.

Guo Furong stayed behind.

She wants to find an answer here.

What exactly is Jianghu?

……

Mo Wen looked at Guo Furong who had been tapped and was placed beside the door, looking like a welcoming lady, and sighed.

"The rivers and lakes are dangerous!"

Guo Furong blinked desperately, tears were about to come down.

Rivers and lakes...

Really sinister!

this shop...

It's really a black shop!
It's only two denarii a month!

She has to work here for 20 years before she can pay off the 48 taels of silver she owed for destroying the inn!
I have no conscience at all!

She wants to escape.

Before they even went out the door, they were ordered by Lao Bai!
Damn Bai Zhantang!

Sooner or later, this girl will make you look good!

Guo Furong said with hatred in her heart.

"Old Bai, untie it for her, she probably won't run away again."

Mo Wen begged Guo Furong for a favor.

Guo Furong glanced at Mo Wen gratefully.

"This……"

Lao Bai hesitated for a moment, but finally agreed.

"Tell you, you are not allowed to run if you untie it!"

"Sunflower acupoint release hand!"

The acupoints are unlocked.

Guo Furong bent down as if she was exhausted and took a few breaths.

She lowered her head and peeked around.

While everyone was not paying attention, he ran out at once.

Looking at Guo Furong's back, Mo Wen couldn't help shaking his head.

"Poor child, want to run away from Saint Thief, tsk tsk!"

"Zhantang!" Tong Xiangyu was a little anxious.

"Don't worry, she can't escape!"

With that said, Lao Bai went up to the second floor.

The second floor has direct access to the back alley.

After a while.

Lao Bai came back with Guo Furong, who had been tapped.

"If you want to escape in front of Big Brother Bai, you can't do it for three hundred miles!"

Mo Xiaobei smiled from the side.

Tong Xiangyu smiled and walked in front of Guo Furong.

"Untie it for her!"

"What if I untie it and run away again?" Lao Bai said.

"Do not worry!"

Tong Xiangyu said confidently.

really.

After being untied, Guo Furong not only did not run away, but also did cleaning and mopping the floor, which she had never done at home.

Guo Furong is a serious young lady who has never done rough work since she was a child!
With just a few words, she can foolishly mop the floor for such a daughter who never worked.

As expected, Tong Xiangyu is a real, powerful talker!
Mo Wen was on the sidelines, watching it in amazement.

If I have the ability to...

He couldn't help falling into a reverie.

pity……

Mo Wen scolded Yuan Chu again in his heart.

Pooh!
Know how to deceive consumers!
Can't even deduce a magic trick!

……

night.

Mo Wen sat down with Tong Xiangyu, Lao Bai and others for dinner.

"Come on! Lao Bai, I offer you a toast!"

Mo Wen raised his wine glass and touched Lao Bai.

"Dry!"

The two drank.

After two days of getting along with each other and deliberately making friends, although Mo Wen did not have Tong Xiangyu's skill in talking, he was initially recognized by several people.

"Old Bai, you have a lot of experience in the Jianghu, can you tell us something about the current Jianghu?" Mo Wen asked.

After a few glasses of wine, Lao Bai also let go, said.

"no problem!"

"Tell me, tell me!"

Mo Xiaobei was the most excited.

Although the others didn't speak, they all watched expectantly.

There are not so many entertainment activities in this era. Listening to the anecdotes of the world is the greatest pleasure for people.

Seeing this, Lao Bai was immediately excited.

"If you want to talk about this river and lake, it is divided into the southern martial arts forest and the northern martial arts forest. There is a big river between the northern and southern martial arts forests, so it can't be easily crossed! So the northern and southern martial arts forests have always been in charge of their own."

"We belong to Nan Wulin here, and today I will tell you the story of Nan Wulin!"

"If you want to talk about the Southern Martial Arts, you have to mention Shaolin and Wudang. These two schools have a long history, and they can be called the Taishan Beidou of the Southern Martial Arts!"

"Master Fangzheng of Shaolin, Daoist Master Chongxu of Wudang, they are all famous innate masters in the Jianghu!"

"Ask!"

Mo Xiaobei suddenly raised her hand.

"I know masters, what is innate?"

"Oh, you are so stupid! Innate is innate! What else could it be?"

Li Dazui curled his lips and said.

"Big mouth! Big mouth! You speak so well!"

Lao Bai patted Li Dazui's shoulder, shook his head and sighed.

Before Li Dazui could feel complacent, he added another sentence.

"It's as if I didn't say anything!"

Li Dazui immediately lowered his head and stopped talking.

Lao Bai looked at everyone and hesitated for a moment, as if he was wondering whether he should say anything, but in the end he spoke anyway.

"Innate is a state of martial arts, just like what we usually say first-rate master, second-rate or third-rate, innate is a higher realm than first-rate!"

"Better than a first-class expert? Isn't this innate expert too powerful?" Li Dazui couldn't help sighing.

"What is this! My father is still a strong master!"

Guo Furong, who was sweeping the floor, couldn't help interjecting.

"Grandmaster strong? What is that?"

Lu Xiucai asked.

Although he is a scholar, he is also very interested in listening to these things.

Lao Bai took a deep look at Guo Furong.

"Grandmaster, that is a level higher than innate!"

"Oh my goodness!"

Li Dazui screamed.

"Xiao Guo, I didn't expect your father to be more powerful than the head of Shaolin Wudang!"

"low profile!"

Guo Furong couldn't hide the smile on the corner of her mouth.

"This is the Shaolin Wudang from the South Wulin. If it is the Shaolin Wudang from the North Wulin, my father will be incomparable!"

"Shaolin Wudang in the North Wulin? Why are there Shaolin Wudang on both sides? Are they separated?" Li Dazui said.

"It's not a division! To be precise, the Shaolin Wudang of the Southern Wulin was assigned by the Shaolin Wudang of the Northern Wulin, and belongs to a branch of the Northern Shaolin Wudang." Lao Bai said.

"That's a separation!" Li Dazui said.

Lao Bai: ...

It seems to be right to say that...

"Do you still want to hear it?"

Lao Bai could only use his trump card.

"Listen, listen, speak, speak."

Li Dazui resolutely confessed, and put a plate of peanuts in front of Lao Bai.

Lao Bai gave him a childish look.

After cracking a peanut, he continued talking.

"Where did I just say? It's all your fault! Li Dazui! I don't even remember what I said before!"

"Speaking of innate masters!"

Mo Xiaobei stood up quickly and said.

Lao Bai coughed twice, and said again.

"By the way, this innate master is one of the best in our Southern Martial Arts!"

"Didn't you say that there are still grandmasters? How come the innate masters are among the best?" Li Dazui just couldn't control his mouth.

Lao Bai immediately became angry.

"I said, are you looking for something? Let me tell you!"

(End of this chapter)

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