Volume 18: The Third Master's Sword Chapter 438: One Year Later
Forgot.
Xiaoyun really forgot.
What he said to the constable was not entirely false. He really could not remember how to perform that set of boxing moves.
But if you ask him to do it again, he seems to be able to do it. Whether it is the original "Arhat Subduing Tiger Fist" or not is unknown.
Perhaps it cannot be said to be forgotten. This state is probably between forgetting and not forgetting. It is so mysterious that it is difficult to explain.
No matter what, Xiaoyun's journey of street performing has finally begun.
"Hey yo!"
Xiaoyun swung up two stone locks and waved them lightly in the air, like butterflies flying around and yellow orioles flying back and forth, dazzling the eyes.
"Great! You are indeed a warrior!"
"Hero, this is a hero!"
The onlookers cheered, and some even threw a few coins in front of Xiaoyun.
Ever since the constable came that day, somehow the news spread like wildfire that the performer in front of them was the one who caused a big disturbance in Liu Mansion in the past. Many people who were at the banquet in Liu Mansion at that time also came to testify, making Xiaoyun even more famous.
Some people are always like this. When they see that the Liu family is a wealthy family and they are not, they will regard the Liu family as their opposite and treat them as their enemy. So after Xiaoyun made a big fuss in the Liu family, he was liked by many people instead.
And most people also know that he is a real master.
"Master, can you show me a set of fist and palm kung fu, the kind that makes you fly around, very powerful."
Xiao Yun said: "Well... I will show you all the boxing techniques I know, you can just watch."
Although he said it lightly, his punches were terrifyingly powerful and incredibly strong, almost driving away all the wind sounds around him, as if the entire area within a thirty-foot radius belonged to him.
"good!"
“It’s simply amazing!”
Although these onlookers had no martial arts background, they still felt the overwhelming momentum and powerful force of the punches.
But what they didn't know was that Xiaoyun's boxing skills had almost reached the pinnacle of martial arts, a supreme level that no one could reach.
In the eyes of this group of onlookers, he is just a martial arts hero who can help the weak and fight against the strong in a small town like Liuquan and live in seclusion.
But Xiaoyun doesn't care what image he has in people's minds.
——This is easy to say, but in reality very few people can really do it. Those who can do it are either lunatics who are not tolerated by the world, or gods who are high in the mountains and sky.
Just like this, gradually from spring to summer, from summer to autumn, and then autumn to winter, the four seasons cycle, day after day, year after year.
Clouds rise and fall, flowers rain down and the sound of martial arts shaking the air lingers in my ears.
Amidst the gusts of wind from Xiaoyun's fists and the whistling wind from his palms, there were sometimes children's nursery rhymes:
January has hundreds of flowers,
In February, the green willows are swaying.
In March, the deer walk
In April, flowers fall on the Yangdi Bank.
There are operas in May and June, and the flames move in July and August.
In September, he was given clothes again.
October is as cold as water. Frost falls on bears climbing trees, and deer drink from streams in empty forests.
In November, we built a village house.
In December, it rains flowers and the heavy snow falls like flying catkins.
…
The days passed one by one, and gradually it was the spring of the second year.
It's spring and the sun is shining brightly.
The birds were chirping on the branches, courting mates. When the wind blew, the handsome boys and beautiful girls all went out to the streets, hoping to meet the man of their dreams.
This should have been the time when Xiaoyun's boxing skills were at their most glorious and most people watched, but today he closed up early.
A year later, Xiao Yunsui became knowledgeable and proficient in many martial arts with a wide range of moves, but he has almost used up all the martial arts he has learned so far.
Over the past year, the children have been learning martial arts from Xiaoyun, but they haven't learned very well because Xiaoyun's martial arts are too advanced.
Only the little girl didn't practice, but she always cheered the loudest.
She was also prepared to cheer loudly today, but she saw Xiaoyun packing up the stone locks and shelves and planning to leave early.
The people around him were silent. The little girl asked curiously, "Big brother, why are you leaving now? It's more than an hour earlier than before, right?"
Xiaoyun smiled at her, with a smile that was both sad and satisfying: "Big brother has used up all the martial arts he knows, and can't do anything new."
The little girl said: "But..."
Xiaoyun said, "I should go. I should have forgotten all this."
He had been performing on the streets for a year. Rather than showing off his martial arts, it was more like he had a thorough review of his original martial arts skills. During this review, his mentality became very peaceful.
It would be best to "sit and forget" with this mentality.
So Xiaoyun finally decided to leave.
At this moment, a very thin girl with thin legs and even thinner feet suddenly came over. She had beautiful hair and a pair of watery eyes. With her left hand, she was supporting a man who was almost as thin as her.
Her eyes were beautiful, but the man's eyes were blank and lifeless.
He is blind.
"Brother, can you demonstrate the palm technique you just performed again? My husband said that you performed very well and with great momentum."
Xiaoyun frowned and looked at the blind man in gray.
He has been performing for more than a year, but very few people can see through his skills. Most people just come to watch for fun. Could it be that a blind person can see the secrets of his martial arts?
"May I ask your name?"
The woman smiled and said, "My name is Wawa. My husband learned some martial arts in the past. Although he has not learned it for a long time, he still knows a little. Please don't look down on him."
Xiao Yun nodded thoughtfully: "I see. The palm technique I used just now was..."
Before he could finish his words, the blind man said, "It's the Emei Sect's Golden Summit Palm, right?"
Xiaoyun wanted to say no, what he had just done was actually the "Great Sumeru Mountain Palm" from the 72 Shaolin Kung Fu skills.
But Doll suddenly stood in front of him and kept winking at her, her eyes full of desire and pity.
Xiaoyun immediately understood what she meant and said, "Yes, you really have a good hearing. You can actually tell the martial arts I use just by the sound of the wind!"
A smile and gratitude immediately appeared on the doll's face.
She said, "Wow, you are really amazing, you are worthy of being the Bamboo Leaf Green Snake of the past!"
When the word "Bamboo Leaf Green" was mentioned, the man looked nostalgic again and said with a smile: "Back then, not only was my strategy poisonous, my swordsmanship was also poisonous, just like the highly poisonous snake 'Bamboo Leaf Green'. Unfortunately, it is no longer..."
He turned sad again, took two steps forward, grabbed Xiaoyun's hand, and said, "You are also a martial artist, we can have a good chat!"
Xiaoyun said: "But I'm about to leave this place."
Zhuyeqing opened his hollow eyes, turned his head, and said anxiously: "Wa, give him money quickly! Aren't you a street performer? We will give you money!"
Wawa looked a little embarrassed and said, "But our travel expenses..."
Zhuyeqing said impatiently: "Give it to him quickly!"
This blind man, who couldn't take care of himself without his baby, seemed to have a very bad temper.
Wawa had no choice but to take out a few coins and give them to Xiaoyun. Xiaoyun shook the coins in his hand and said, "Listen, the money is in my hand."
Zhuyeqing finally breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Okay, that's good. Are you willing to chat with me more about the martial arts world?"
Xiaoyun said, "Ken, let's go to Yuelai Inn for dinner. It's my treat!"
He quietly handed the coin back to the doll.
Zhuyeqing didn't notice this, but laughed: "Hahahaha, brother is really a man of temperament. Okay, I will accompany you to have this meal!"
