Martial arts: the salted fish swordsman who lives in the same blessing

However, this secret method only transfers all the skills, memories, and Buddhist teachings of the previous Ba Siba to the new Ba Siba.

But he didn't have the will of his predecessor, Bhasba, so he couldn't count it as a seizure.

But even so, the new Ba Siba can be regarded as the continuation of the old Ba Siba.

Therefore, no one knows how long Ba Siba lived. "

"Is that so..." Su Mu suddenly realized:

"It turns out that the so-called Ba Siba does not refer to a single person, but refers to the inheritance of the same strain."

After knowing the inside story, Su Mu was finally relieved.

The reason why he was worried before was because it was said that Ba Siba had lived for hundreds of years!

That's a whole hundred years!

Even a pig can become a master.

Now it seems that he was worrying unfoundedly.

......

A few days later, Xiaolou.

"Ha~~" Su Mu let out a big breath.

After changing and washing under Jiang Yuyan's service, he lazily came to the front hall of the inn.

It was already winter at this time, and several huge stoves were lit in the inn.

These stoves were all specially designed by Sumu, similar to those coal stoves with smoke pipes in later generations.

These stoves are very effective in heating, and only three or five stoves make the inn warm like spring.

And this has become a major feature of the inn.

In Qixia Town, anyone with spare money likes to come to the inn for a drink in groups of three or four.

They come here not to drink and eat, but to enjoy the warm and lively atmosphere.

Su Mu also enjoyed the atmosphere.

At this time, he was sitting by the stove with his hands in his hands, curled up by the stove like a kitten, baking a piece of rice cake, drinking a few sips of wine from time to time, bragging with the guests, very comfortable.

"Xiao Su, hehe..." At this moment, Xiucai suddenly came to Su Mu's side, and while rubbing his hands, he let out a goose bumps laugh.

"Hiss..." After subconsciously rubbing the goose bumps on his hands, Su Mu glared at Xiucai angrily:

"Xiu Cai, if you have something to say, can you stop laughing like that? It's too intrusive!"

"Ahem!" Xiucai's face froze, and after a dry cough in embarrassment, he asked cautiously:

"Xiao Su, I just want to ask, can I borrow some moves from your cheat books?"

"Huh?!" Su Mu looked at the scholar (cffi) with a face full of surprise:

"Xiu Cai, when did you learn martial arts?"

"Martial arts? I didn't learn it." Xiucai shook his head in a daze, then immediately came to his senses and waved his hands vigorously:

"Oops, you misunderstood.

The reason why I want these moves is not to practice, but to write. "

"Write? Can you still write martial arts moves?" Su Mu felt even more headache, rubbed his temple vigorously, and said helplessly:

"Xiu Cai, you should start from the beginning.

You are so stupid, I don't know what you want to do! "

If he didn't know that Xiucai likes to play tricks, he would have thought that Xiucai was hysterical.

"Alright." After the scholar nodded, he pulled up a chair and sat beside Su Mu, and said slowly:

"Didn't I keep copying martial arts secrets for you all this time?

After copying and copying, I found that the moves in some martial arts cheats are very interesting.

Then naturally he became interested in Jianghu.

After I inquired about it, I suddenly felt that Jianghu is very interesting.

But as a literati, I don't have martial arts in my body, so I can't go deep into the rivers and lakes, so I inevitably have some regrets in my heart.

So I came up with an idea - I want to write a book about the grievances and hatreds in the rivers and lakes! "

Having said that, he lowered his head in embarrassment:

"You also know that when writing about Jiang Hu, one must have martial arts moves.

But I am not proficient in martial arts, so I want to borrow the moves from your secret books. "

Speaking, he was afraid that Su Mu would misunderstand that he was going to reveal those martial arts secrets, so he quickly explained:

"Xiao Su, don't worry, I will make a lot of changes when writing, so that the moves will become plausible, and no one will steal them."

"Writing a novel?" Su Mu's expression was a little strange. After pondering for a while, he didn't refuse, nodded and said:

"You can borrow those martial arts moves.

But after you write it out, you have to hand it over to me first. "

When the time comes, he has to review it thoroughly, lest the scholar accidentally reveal the martial arts moves of the Xiaoyao Sect.

"No problem!" Xiucai immediately nodded ecstatically:

"Even if you don't say it, I will show it to you first.

After all, you are the only person in our inn who has made a name for himself in the Jianghu world but also has a brilliant literary talent.

Other than you, no one else is qualified to give me advice! "

After speaking, he happily ran to the backyard.

He can't wait to write about Jianghu.

"Tsk tsk..." Xiucai had just left when Lao Bai, who had been eavesdropping, came over and looked at Xiucai's back and said in a loud voice:

"I didn't expect this sour scholar to be quite good at flattering."

"Heh," Su Mu couldn't help but chuckled, and after glancing at Lao Bai, he teased:

"Old Bai, you are not stimulated by the scholar's words, are you?

I think he's right.

After all, you haven't disclosed your identity, and he doesn't know your great reputation in the world.

To be honest, I am indeed the only one in our inn who has some reputation in the world but is literate. "

Having said that, he patted Lao Bai on the shoulder and joked:

"Of course, you have to feel a little uncomfortable.

I can start the reputation of stealing saints for you, let you..."

"Don't! Don't!" Lao Bai was so frightened that his legs went limp when he heard the word "thief saint".

After looking around slyly, he looked bitterly and begged softly:

"Xiao Su, you can leave a way for brother to survive.

You must never mention those two words again in the future, or I will be scared to death by you! "

After finishing speaking, Lao Bai hurriedly slipped to the backyard.

The word "Stole Saint" just now scared him into a cold sweat, and he had to change his clothes.

"This old Bai is still so timid." Su Mu looked at Lao Bai's back and shook his head dumbfoundedly, then ignored him and continued to chat and joke with the diners.

......

Xiucai's writing is very fast. In less than three days, he has already written the beginning of nearly ten thousand characters.

After Su Mu took a look, there was nothing wrong with it, so he didn't pay any attention to it.

However, three days later, when Su Mu was chatting with the guests in the inn, the frustrated scholar was pulled over by Xiao Guo.

"Xiao Su, you have to help Xiucai, he got into big trouble.".

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"What do you mean I got into a catastrophe? It's obviously your fault." Xiucai poked her neck in disbelief and said:

"If it wasn't for the bookseller you found, we wouldn't be cheated either!"

"Huh?!" After hearing this, Xiao Guo immediately raised his eyebrows and asked through gritted teeth:

"You mean, yes~ I killed you?"

After finishing speaking, she clenched her fists and her eyes were shining with a dangerous light!

"It was your fault in the first place." Seeing this, Xiucai immediately faltered, but he still lowered his head and muttered in a low voice:

"If you hadn't found Mrs. Fan, I wouldn't have been tricked either."

"Oh! I think you want to eat my Furong Furong Jingtao palm!" After Xiao Guo sneered, he planned to practice with the scholar.

"Wait for a while!" Su Mu hurriedly stopped Xiao Guo, rubbed his brows, and asked dumbfoundingly:

"I said, which song are you singing? Can you explain clearly before doing it?"

"Hmph!" Xiao Guo glared at the scholar, put down his hand, and explained:

"Didn't the scholar write a book a few days ago?

I thought his writing was good, so I took it to a bookseller and asked if it could be published.

Unexpectedly, the bookseller was attracted to his book at a glance, and paid a deposit of a large ingot of silver. "

Having said that, she gave Xiucai another hard look:

"Everything was fine.

But this dead scholar was too stubborn and unwilling to write according to the bookseller's wishes, which led to a breach of contract.

Now, the bookseller is asking Xiucai to pay liquidated damages! "

Speaking of this, Xiao Guo was a little out of breath.

Originally, she was counting on Xiucai to help her redeem her body, but unexpectedly, it was all in vain!

"Nonsense!" After hearing this, Xiucai immediately said indignantly:

"It's obviously that Mrs. Fan who lied!

It was agreed at the beginning that if the book is not completed, all losses to "Lv" will be compensated.

However, she changed the contract privately, and it became my compensation for her loss.

Besides, her proposals were so ridiculous! "

Speaking of this, Xiucai became even more angry. After patting the table, he said indignantly:

"My good martial arts book turned out to be a ridiculous book of revenge when it came to him.

She asked me to write the protagonist as a ridiculous story about killing his parents at birth, and then revenge everywhere! "

With that said, he turned his head to look at Su Mu, and asked aggrievedly:

"Xiao Su, tell me how can there be such absurd things in the Jianghu? Who will read it?"

"No, there are still people watching." Su Mu said with a strange expression.

"Huh?!" Xiucai was startled and asked in disbelief:

"Could it be that the world is so crazy now?

Does anyone even read such a ridiculous book? "

"No, there are indeed people watching." Su Mu shook his head inexplicably:

"Many people in this world read books not to acquire knowledge, but to pass the time.

The more outrageous you write, the more he likes to read it.

They are not reading, but looking for novelty. "