Trafford’s Trading Club

Mo Xiaofei glanced at the wind chaser, and some of them couldn't find their way.

“So what... Uncle, are you guys mistaken?” Mo Xiaofei, get up, "we are passing through here, not some little master. ”

Song Da, who calls himself Song Qing Book, now positively says: “The two little masters don't have to hide it, just now my two brothers have seen the divine light skill of the little master, it is amazing! ”

Mo Xiaofei... He has tried to fly where no one is, and basically chose to go at night. Today, because the road is full of mountains, he intends to fly for some time during the day - it is true that he has been seen.

“Without hiding from you, my two brothers are also from Kung Fu.” Song Da, who called himself Song Qing Book TWO, slowly exhaled and stamped his palm on the trunk of an uncle beside him.

The moment Song Sang's palm left, there was a clear palm print on the trunk - about an inch or two deep.

“Wow, how did this happen...” The wind chase came to the trunk curiously, carefully measuring the palm print.

With the power of his demonic tribe, it was not difficult to blow up the tree. The difficulty was that he had no way to leave a palm print with such a gentle press.

Song San's face was colorful at this time, he laughed: “It's just some soft-handed kung fu. It's really too far off compared to the light kung fu of this little master. ”

Are you a master martial artist?

Mo Xiao blinked - since there are demons like the wind chaser, real dragons, even himself a psychic... and the boss, then the presence of martial arts masters doesn't seem particularly strange.

Mo Xiaofei always felt that his superpowers were better not to be exposed. Since these two uncles thought it was so-called light work, it was nothing.

“Don't know where the two little masters came from?” Song Da asked in his arms.

Mo Xiaofei coughed softly: “This... I'm sorry, I promised my teacher, I can't just leak it...”

“Understood." Song Da nodded, seemingly strange. “I'm sorry to bother you both, but my two brothers have been practicing so hard since childhood, they can learn kung fu. And while the land of China is vast, the traces of the true martial arts practitioners are hard to find today. My two brothers have not made progress for a long time, I wonder if the two small masters can coach them. ”

In fact, Song Da has been very polite.

It is precisely because I saw these two men vacate for so long that Song Da had such good patience and shouted out words like 'Little Master’ - otherwise, in reality, both are just children.

On the other hand, Mo Xiaofei even had the feeling of postponement - after all, the big man's eyes were glowing.

But I don't know martial arts...

“Let me try! ”

Unexpectedly, the wind chased the wind and said excitedly, then put out his palms, closed his eyes in front of the tree trunk, learned Song Sang's appearance, and pressed his palms against the tree trunk.

It's just that the chase wind hasn't moved for a while.

Song Da and Song Sang looked at each other at this moment, and Song Sang shook his head, then smiled slightly, “Master, this technique is not a superior kung fu, but it is also a result of years of hard work..."

All of a sudden, a wild atmosphere erupted on the wind chaser. Time to let the Buddha have countless killings rushing into the sky, allowing the clouds to cover up!

Under the rush of this horrible wave of killing, Song Da and Song Sang instantly dried up their tongues and their brains burst!

Only one sound was heard. Song Da and Song Sang opened their eyes at the same time. Almost all of their eyes were falling out.

Just because this trunk is under the palm of the wind chaser at this time, the whole tree just explodes directly, and the trunk that one can hardly surround is turned directly into wood chips...

Boom boom...

“It's really hard...” Chasing the wind shook his head, looked at his palm and pressed it toward another tree, it seemed like he was going to try again.

Mo Xiaofei walked into the wind and banged his head, "You idiot, this is a scenic area, what if something is broken? ”

“Brother, I'm holding on...” I shrugged my shoulders as I chased the wind.

He was not afraid of God, but he did not know why he was afraid of Mo Xiaofei's lesson. At this time, he had to bow his head honestly.

Mo Xiaofei sighed at this moment: “I still have pocket money left. I'll find the person in charge here later to see if I can compensate enough. Besides, you've just unleashed too much demon. What if they find out? ”

“I'm sorry, I've tried to hold it, but I haven't really released much...” The wind lowered its head.

Mo Xiaofei sighed again. After rubbing the wind's head, he turned around. “By the way, the two uncles... eh, where are the people? ”

Mo Xiao blinked and suddenly two strange uncles appeared not knowing when they were gone.

Sniffing through the wind's nose, pointing in one direction: "Looks like it's over there. Want to catch up? ”

“Never mind, let's see what we can do with this tree.” Mo Xiaofei shook his head.

Probably scared away by the demonic smell of being chased by the wind... for Mo Xiaofei, this is just a little insert.

……

Under the wire pole outside the woods, Song Da and Song Sang were leaning on each other. The brothers were soaking wet at this time, gasping heavily.

“Is it true that this killer was released?” Song San took a few deep breaths at this time. “For a moment, I almost thought I was going to be killed...”

He was going to smoke a cigarette, but his palm with the cigarette case kept shaking, and the cigarette suddenly fell out of the cigarette box, and he was stunned.

At this time, Song Da also quickly remembered the earlier blind man to write a mantra of his kung fu. He gradually recovered. He had to sigh a long time. “When he was in Shaolin Temple before, the master said that Shenzhou can be a lot different people, one day outside the sky, there are people outside. The blind man also said that there are still many people better than him at what level...”

Song Da smiled bitterly: “All these years our three brothers have lived abroad, not only martial arts have stagnated, I'm afraid even this look has stagnated... If the hand of the master just now is imprinted on me, I can't stop myself from practicing kung fu. ”

“Yeah, who'd have thought these two were so young that the real power of a warrior was so deep?” Song San sighed, then said: “Perhaps… maybe it's not just the true power of the warrior. ”

“Are you saying... these two little masters are the same as the blind ones?” Song Daqiao.

Song San said: “Da, seriously, you and I are both martial artists, we have been working hard for decades... do you think that with the true power of martial artists, we can really fly over the sky? It's just a fantasy we've been having. ”

Song Da is silent, but his heart has somewhat agreed with Song San's words - this is Wudang after all. Perhaps it is only a famous scenic area in the eyes of ordinary people, but Wudang Mountain hidden dragon lying tiger, which he had already heard from the master when he was still in Shaolin Temple.

However, despite this, I met two young people, who were well equipped and far outnumbered themselves. The brothers Song Da and Song San were also somewhat lost. Since they did not have the mind to continue their tour, they went straight to the house in the bamboo forest.

I didn't expect to see a blind man on the way out.

When Mr. Blind saw the two of them, he didn't say much. He said directly: "I've taken care of Wudang's affairs, and we're leaving now. ”

“So soon?” Song Dayi.

Mr. Blind said: "My cousin left me a message. I've seen it. There's a special way for my cousin to interpret it. He told me the destination of the trip... It's not too late, so let's go. ”

“Okay.” Song Da nodded, but suddenly he remembered the two years of light mastery that Lin ran into, and he thought to himself: “By the way, blind man, ask you something. ”

“Say it.”

“Is there anyone like you in Wudang Mountain?” Song Da stared at Mr. Blind and asked.

Mr. Blind was silent for a moment before slowing down: “Once upon a time. ”

“Now...”

And Mr. Blind didn't say, "It's getting late. Do you want to go? If I don't go, I can do it myself. ”

Song Da and Song Sang glanced at each other and nodded - they didn't mention meeting that young master in the woods, because that was so embarrassing.

……

……

Mo Xiaofei and the chase wind circled the neighborhood, and did not find anything similar to the management office. Without help, Mo Xiaofei had to fold back in place and dispose of the ‘body’ of the fallen ancient tree before discussing and chase the wind to continue the chase.

The old forest in the deep mountains can still meet the living people. It seems that the daytime rush is really a little dangerous. Mo Xiaofei can only continue his own plan to catch the night road.

“Also, chasing the wind, we are clearly headed towards Tarzan. Why did we fly to Wudang Mountain? There's something wrong with your navigation! ”

From where they live, Wudang Mountain is not in a straight line with Tarzan.

“It's all mountain roads, it looks almost like it, and there's no sign... it's good not to go into the ocean?” The wind threw up its tongue and then suddenly said: "Brother, there are lights in front, it seems that someone lives there. ”

It was a bright light coming from the depths of the bamboo forest, and it seemed to be a wooden house.

“Why don't you stay here tonight?” Chasing the wind suggests.

Mo Xiaofei thought about it for a while, and even last night, he had been driving all night and day. The flight time was about fifteen hours, and he was really close to his limit.

At this moment, he also felt a bit of a headache, knowing that he could not continue to force himself to nod his head.

They then landed quietly in front of the door of the cabin… but it was a very sophisticated house, not like it was built by hand.

“Is anybody there? ”

Mo Xiaofei and the chase wind waited outside the door for a while before the sound of footsteps was heard, and then an old man with pale hair opened the door.

“Hello, old man.” Mo Xiaofei is very polite: “Me and my brother got lost in the neighborhood, I don't know if I will find this place, my phone just ran out of electricity... can you please let us stay here for one night? ”

The old man looked at Mo Xiaofei and chased the wind for a while and didn't know what he was thinking.

It's just that his eyes are so gloomy, so not scary, he sees Mo Xiaofei and chases the wind hidden somewhat uncomfortable in his heart - the old man suddenly reveals a smiling face and says kindly: “Come in, it's cold outside. Why don't you come in and take a break? I'm cooking too. If you don't mind, have some too. ”

“Thank you, old man!” Mo Xiaofei hastily thanked him politely.

Once the old man had taken them into the cabin, he walked towards the kitchen and left them in a small room in the house.

The structure of this cabin is older than any old house ever seen by Mo Xiaofei, but it is very clean and seems to have always been inhabited.

Chasing the wind pillow on his hands said: “Brother, this old man looks strange, just be careful... this deep mountain old forest, I don't know why this old man lives here alone. ”

Mo Xiaofei nodded, the old man's eyes were a bit strange at first.

It seemed boring, but it lit up.

Chasing the wind, he hit a debt and lay down on the table. “Brother, I'm a little sleepy. Call me later for dinner. ”

Mo Xiaofei shook his head and looked at the wind and fell asleep. He couldn't help but cry.

However, this bamboo forest is abnormally quiet deep. It is even more silent under the sun. There is only candlelight shaking in front of the eyes, doing it. Mo Xiaofei is also a little tired, and his eyes are slowly closed.

For a psychic like him, the best way to supplement his spirit is to get some sleep.

At this moment, a night breeze blows through the window and instantly blows out the candlelight in the hall.

Shortly afterwards, the wooden door outside the hall slowly opened, and the old man who had gone to the kitchen walked in with some food. Nor does he intend to light the candles, just to move around here with some light outside the hall.

After that, the old man slowly watched Mo Xiaofei fall asleep and chase the wind. He picked up his job and slowly ate his food.

As he ate, he said: "I used to have mountain and precious sea flavors every day. I lived a life of golden jade food. I don't feel bad or tired of eating it, so I occasionally go for a light meal of coarse tea. The doctor said I should eat lighter, but I think people live for so short a lifetime, why limit themselves? ”

Mo Xiaofei and the wind are still awake.

The old man went on to say to himself: “Oh, now I think this coarse tea meal can be eaten, it's actually a blessing... unfortunately my life is not long. What should I do if my life isn't long? ”

The old man stared dead at Mo Xiaofei and chased the wind, suddenly his face was gloomy, “You are still so young, so many days in the future... why don't you lend me some time? ”

Feng Shui Xuanyang, reverse the yin and yang, reverse the sky to change life, naturally there is also a method of borrowing life.

“Don't blame me, you hit yourself...” The old man suddenly opened his eyes, “I inspired people all my life to change their lives against the sky, now it's my turn...”