Kuaiwen: Showdown, I am the vicious male supporting character

Chapter 446: The powerful hero from all over the world 8

After Gu Pingan had no objection, Ling Xiao walked outside the thatched house. At this moment, two old Taoists were guiding Lin Haichuan to practice swordsmanship.

After Ling Xiao appeared, he did not interrupt them. Instead, he looked at Lin Haichuan quietly, seeming to be particularly focused.

Until one of the old Taoists discovered Ling Xiao and walked to his side in a few steps.

"My dear, can you understand?"

Ling Xiao nodded, then shook his head.

"I can't understand what I said in reply to my benefactor, but I seem to understand it."

The old Taoist raised his eyebrows in surprise, smiled and picked up the wooden sword thrown away not far away in the yard and handed it to Ling Xiao.

"Since you said you have learned it, show it to Master Dao."

Ling Xiao did not hesitate, took the wooden sword and walked to the center of the courtyard. Lin Haichuan and his master also made room for him, holding their shoulders and looking at Ling Xiao under the eaves.

Ling Xiao's body was like a swimming dragon, and his sword was as powerful as a giant. He had mastered half of the stumbling and completely inappropriate swordsmanship that Lin Haichuan had just practiced, and then he stood there blankly, touching the back of his head shyly and smiling innocently.

"That's all I saw."

The two veterans looked at each other. If they hadn't saved the doll with their own hands, he would have definitely thought it was an old monster from some ancient land.

He Daoye clasped his hands and laughed, then jumped in front of Ling Xiao.

"Little guy, this set of swordsmanship was created by Master Dao. Just watch it. Master Dao, I will only show it once."

Immediately, Ling Xiao was pushed to Shang Daoye's side. He unsheathed his long sword and danced his sword skills smoothly.

Among the few gods of war that Ling Xiao had come into contact with, none actually used swords. As far as he was concerned, he was more comfortable using a halberd.

However, this does not mean that he does not have a sword. As a man, how can he refuse the romance of a long sword.

In Ling Xiao's eyes, the sword technique created by He Daozhang cannot be said to be too crude. It has some merits, but it would be a joke to say that it can stump Ling Xiao.

He Daochang finished his sword dance and looked at Ling Xiao provocatively. Ling Xiao walked into the courtyard in a few steps. He forced himself to improve his swordsmanship and completely replicated the old Taoist swordsmanship with each move.

After a set of sword skills was completely reproduced by Ling Xiao, Ling Xiao continued to smile shyly.

"The sword's heart is clear! This is actually the natural sword's heart!"

Shang Laodao laughed in surprise, and He Laodao appeared next to Ling Xiao in an instant, reaching out to touch Ling Xiao's muscles and bones.

Ling Xiao looked confused and took a step back in fear.

"Hahaha... He is actually born with a Taoist bone. Such a young man is truly a martial artist!

My child, what is your name? I would like to be your teacher..."

"No, no, no, with such a true martial arts immortal appearance, we can only accept apprentices on behalf of our teachers. My child, are you willing to become the younger brother of our two old guys?"

The two old men were now smiling, looking very much like human traffickers who abducted ignorant children.

Ling Xiao shook his head and kowtowed solemnly to the two of them.

"Gu Ping'an would like to thank the two Taoists for saving his life, and thank you even more for avenging my father. However, Ping'an's family still has my mother and aunt waiting for me to return.

Now that my father has died from the maw of a tiger, if I continue to follow you up the mountain to learn skills, how can my grandmother and mother survive?Who will take care of them? "

"It's rare that you are still a filial child. This matter is easy to handle. Master Dao, I will go home with you along with Haichuan.

From now on, as long as you learn martial arts with Master Tao An Xin in the mountains, Haichuan will send some money to your family on time every month. When we hunt game in the mountains, Haichuan will also send it to your family.

Speaking of which, I just peeled off that tiger's skin this morning, so I'll just take it with you and go down the mountain with you.It can also be regarded as a greeting gift from your teacher to your mother. "

When Ling Xiao heard that Lin Haichuan had become his little errand, he couldn't help but raise his eyes to look at Lin Haichuan, only to find that he was looking at Ling Xiao with a pair of innocent big eyes full of admiration.

Lin Haichuan noticed Ling Xiao looking at him and grinned.

"Little Master, don't worry, Haichuan will help you take care of your family. Little Master, please don't reject Master and the others. You are the most powerful person I have ever seen.

Haichuan has been practicing swordsmanship for a year and is still unfamiliar with it, but you can actually master it after just one look. You are so amazing, you are born to practice martial arts. "

Ling Xiao was sure that the young man in front of him spoke sincerely, that's what he thought.

Ling Xiao nodded. On the way down the mountain, Ling Xiao carefully thought about the original plot. Lin Haichuan was a warm, kind, upright and ideal person.

He is just a bit stupid, not suitable for the bustling world, let alone the intrigues of the court.

The group of people walked quickly. When Ling Xiao returned to Gu's home, he returned his body to Gu Ping'an. He was going to the mountain to learn swordsmanship for several years, so naturally he wanted the young man to say goodbye to his mother in person.

In the Gu family, Mrs. Gu's son and grandson went hunting in the mountains for many days and have not returned. Recently, they heard the roar of tigers in the mountains and forests. The two widowed mothers have been crying for two days.

"Mother, grandmother!"

Gu Pingan rushed into the room and talked about his father. For a moment, the orphans and widowers hugged each other and cried, it was so miserable.

"Infinite Heavenly Lord... it's all Pindao's fault. If Pindao had arrived earlier, Ping An would not have lost his father."

He Laodao sighed and attracted the attention of the whole family. He and Lin Haichuan threw the tiger skin and a wild boar they had caught on the ground.

Only then did the family react. Mrs. Gu quickly took her daughter-in-law and Ling Xiao to kneel down and kowtow to He Laodao to thank him.

He Laodao quickly helped the family up. He couldn't let his junior brother's family keep kneeling to him. If the master knew about it, his life would be shortened.

"Old madam, my condolences! The old Taoist is a reclusive person in Longhu Mountain, and it is fate that he meets Mr. Gu.

These prey are the meeting gift given to you by the old Taoist. The old Taoist will not mince words and just say it directly. Mr. Gu is surprisingly a prodigy in martial arts. Why don't you follow me up the mountain to practice martial arts.

Don’t worry, old lady. From now on, Mr. Gu will practice with the old Taoist in the mountains, and your and your wife’s livelihood will be taken care of by Haichuan, the old Taoist’s disciple. "

After He Laodao finished speaking, Haichuan smiled honestly and came out to greet the two of them, and took out a piece of broken silver from his pocket.

"Auntie, this is the monthly household income that my Master Shang has entrusted to you. From now on, I will go down the mountain to give you some money every month. Don't be dissatisfied with it."

"No, no, no... kid, you take this money back, and we can just accept the tiger skin as a apprenticeship gift.

The sale of a tiger skin is enough for the two of us to spend for several years, and we will never receive any more money. "

The old lady waved her hands repeatedly, and He Laodao came over to persuade. The two old men were humble to each other, and both insisted on their own opinions. No one wanted to back down.

Ling Xiao sighed, feeling that the two of them could argue until next year. Lin Haichuan watched silently. For the first time at a young age, he understood what the ink marks of his mother-in-law were.