Chapter 201 The old man is not an ordinary person
Mr. Wang’s name is Wang Qingshan. When he was a teenager, he often went up the mountain to hunt.
My life has not been satisfactory these years, and I have been living in a scrap collection station like a wood carving or clay sculpture every day.
He had had enough of this kind of life and wanted to leave here when he retired.
By then, he would be traveling all over the beautiful land of the motherland. That was the life he dreamed of.
Occasionally, I heard my young apprentice say that he often went up the mountain to collect herbs and hunt when he was at home, so I wanted to go there for a visit.
After receiving the clothes and shoes made by his young apprentice's mother, he wanted to pay a visit to her and also go to the mountain to take a look.
What he heard from his young disciple before leaving aroused the passion in his heart, so he accompanied the young disciple back.
Besides, look at how many prey the old man has hunted.
Wen Kexin was worried that her master was tired, so she packed up and prepared to go down the mountain.
After arriving home, Wang Qiaolian asked Song Erjie to bring the children back, and the two families cooked a meal together.
I stewed wild pheasant, made spicy rabbit meat, roasted pork with mustard, and had a few vegetarian dishes.
There were so many people, including many children, that the courtyard was suddenly filled with laughter.
After everyone gathered together to eat and drink, Mr. Wang said with satisfaction: "Life in the village is good. When I retire, I will also live in the village."
Wang Qiaolian said enthusiastically: "Brother Wang, come live in my house after you retire. As the saying goes, a master and his apprentice are like father and son. Let Kexin take care of you in your old age."
Mr. Wang nodded readily and said, "Okay!"
Wen Kexin murmured in her heart that not only herself, but also her family would not live in the village in the future.
This must never be said.
Seeing that the master was in a good mood, she was no longer as depressed as she was at the scrap recycling station, but was more happy from the bottom of her heart. She was also very happy.
After dinner, seeing that it was getting late, she prepared to return to the county town.
At that time, there was no double weekend as in later generations, so the workers felt satisfied with only one day off.
Wang Qiaolian asked reluctantly, "Kexin, why don't you go back tomorrow morning? Stay one more night?"
Wen Kexin said that she used to teleport back in the morning, but now that her master has come, she will be too rushed tomorrow morning.
I could only say, "Mom, Master has to go to work tomorrow, and I'm afraid I'll have to delay important matters."
"All right!"
Wang Qiaolian packed up the two cleaned pheasants and seven or eight pounds of braised pork and said, "Brother Wang, take these back to eat. Chicken is not easy to stew, so let Ke Xin stew it for you. It's a good way to nourish yourself as you are old. When Ke Xin comes back, you can come with her."
The old man felt the couple's sincerity from the bottom of their hearts and liked this environment with a strong rural atmosphere.
"Okay, I'll come over when I'm free."
Wen Kexin took a look at the two sacks of ground medicine and wanted to take them with her, but quickly gave up the idea.
Anyway, there are so many medicinal herbs in the space that need to be processed, so there is no rush for them.
If necessary, you can teleport back at night to get it.
Seeing that Master seemed still unsatisfied, I often brought him back to relax and make him feel happy.
The sun set and dusk gradually enveloped the earth.
After saying goodbye to her relatives, Wen Kexin drove the three-wheeled motorcycle. Worried about getting dark, she sped up and headed towards the town.
Suddenly, she found a pile of rocks blocking the road ahead.
"Squeak..." With an emergency brake, the tricycle stopped.
She looked around with sharp eyes and found someone vaguely visible in the bushes not far ahead.
Their faces were covered with cloths.
She complained in her heart: People who hide their heads and show their tails are definitely not good people.
Thinking about these stones blocking the road, it must have been done intentionally by these people.
Thinking of what Zhang Bin said, these people should be coming for him. I wonder if Director Ma sent them to retaliate? Or was it because the medicine preparation issue attracted the attention of enemy spies?
Whatever the reason, Master must be protected.
"Master, I think something is wrong. The road is blocked and we can't get through. There are a few people ahead. Stay in the car and don't move. I'll go check it out."
As they were talking, a few people came out from the bushes where they were hiding. They were all strong men.
Old Master Wang sneered and said, "Disciple, just wait and see how I will deal with them."
Wen Kexin shouted anxiously: "Master, I'll go..."
Before he could finish his words, he saw the old man jump lightly from the car, jump over the rocks and come to the other side.
Her heart suddenly began to lift. Is the old man stupid? There are several of them. If you, an old man, rush up to them, aren't you asking for trouble?
She counted subconsciously and found that there were four people opposite her.
She got out of the car and rushed over to help, and saw that the master seemed to have become a different person, fighting skillfully with the four people who surrounded him.
The fight was quite exciting, with shadows moving around.
After she was dazzled by what she saw, the four people had already fallen to the ground in a mess.
The fighting speed is too fast!
She thought she had a sharp vision and her kung fu was not weak, so when she saw the old man taking action, she immediately felt ashamed of herself.
With this speed and this strength, he is definitely a master!
She suddenly realized, no wonder the master was so confident, no wonder he could shoot down a pheasant with just a stone on the mountain, it turned out that the old man was confident.
In comparison, Song Mo's fighting style is completely different from his master's.
Song Mo's fighting style was bold and open, with group attacks; but his master's fighting style relied on his ingenuity and speed.
A sentence suddenly came to my mind: All martial arts in the world are invincible, except for speed.
Since the master had hunted so many preys, he should have realized that the old man was not an ordinary person.
I should have thought of this earlier, when my master was teaching me.
A sunny smile suddenly appeared on her face, and she jumped off the gravel nimbly.
"Master, don't beat them to death. We need to make good use of them. Let them clear the stones on the road."
The old man said proudly: "I thought so too!"
He looked at the people and shouted arrogantly, "You rubbish, hurry up and clean up the stones. If you dare to be lazy, you will be beaten!"
The four masked men immediately became intimidated and climbed up in a panic to move the stones.
The old man angrily scolded: "Hurry up, what's wrong with not eating?"
Several people looked frustrated and moved the stones off the road crying and shouting.
Half an hour later, several people finally moved the stones and cleared a path.
Wen Kexin found some ropes from the tricycle, tied up several people, tied the other end to the tricycle and said, "Run faster to save your lives!"
The old man quickly understood what his little disciple wanted to do.
This was a good idea. He smiled and said, "Okay, let's teach them a lesson!"
The two men sat in the tricycle and started the car.
The four unlucky guys thought they would be fine after moving the stones, but they soon discovered something even more terrifying.
This tricycle is pulling them forward, what if the speed is slow? Or if you can't run, you will definitely be dragged to death.
If you don't want to die, you must keep up!
I secretly groaned in my heart, I didn't expect that the little girl was as cruel as the old guy!
They are filled with fear and hatred in their hearts, but on the surface they pretend to be pitiful in an attempt to gain sympathy.
"Please spare our lives. I have an 80-year-old mother at home and a few-month-old child. Please spare us."
"It's too late to beg for mercy now. What did you do when you blocked the road and wanted to hurt people?"
Wen Kexin didn't tolerate them and started the tricycle decisively.
Soon, such a funny scene appeared on the road: a little girl was driving a tricycle, and an old man, looking calm and composed, was sitting in the tricycle.
He faced back and watched the four junks tied to the tricycle staggering forward.
From time to time, he would scold with contempt and ridicule: "Hurry up, you are so stupid!"
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