Volume 6 Happy Heroes Chapter 219 Nangong Chou
The old man lying on the straw mat in front of him was Yan Qi’s father, Nangong Chou.
Mei Rujia once imitated Nangong Chou's attire - a pitch-black shirt, pitch-black pants, a pitch-black scarf covering his face, and a long pitch-black sword sheath on his back.
This is probably not much different from the image of Nangong Chou in the minds of the people, otherwise the clamp and the golden lion would not be so easily fooled.
But now Su Weiyun finally saw the real Nangong Chou, an old man with a face covered with hideous scars.
He did not hide the scar on his face. In fact, if a person could earn the nickname "Sword's Wandering Spirit", he must have been able to face himself calmly .
Su Weiyun took a deep breath and said, "I heard that Nangong Chou doesn't have a good reputation in the martial arts world."
Nangong Chou said: "It's not bad, but very bad."
Su Weiyun said: "But now I see that the world-famous 'Golden Arhat', 'Zhi Duo Xing' and 'Tian Wai You Long' are all willing to help him."
Yan Qi suddenly said: "It is difficult to tell whether the rumors in the martial arts world are true or false. They are not necessarily accurate."
Nangong Chou sighed sadly, "But because of these murderous and bloodless rumors, three old friends were forced to hide with me by the Daming Lake for seventeen years!"
The Divine Hunchback, Master Tiesong, and Mr. Yuan were all silent.
Three people can make a tiger, and accumulated criticism can destroy a person. These things have not been very rare since ancient times.
Nangong Chou suddenly stared at Su Weiyun, and a serious expression suddenly emanated from his body. He said word by word, "I said I have never done anything wrong in my life. Do you believe me?"
Su Weiyun smiled and said, "I believe it."
"Do you really believe it?"
Su Weiyun said: "I don't really know the rumors in the martial arts world, but I only saw one thing, which is that two constables once caught a thief with someone pretending to be Nangong Chou."
Yan Qi immediately remembered and asked, "Are you talking about the clamp and the golden lion?"
Su Weiyun said, "If Nangong Chou really had a lot of criminal records in the Six Gates, how could Jiagun and Jinshizi dare to walk with him so blatantly?"
"Many petty thieves deceived the world and stole my name, killing innocent people. The Six Gates caught the thieves and investigated the case. Of course, they know the truth best..." Nangong Chou suddenly lay down again like a master who had used up his last bit of strength.
"You really are Xiao Qi's good friend."
The room fell into silence, as if everything that needed to be said had been said.
Trust each other and understand each other tacitly.
Master Tiesong suddenly asked, "But since you are not a Shaolin disciple, how did you learn the Bodhidharma sword technique?"
Su Weiyun said: "I just had another adventure, it's not worth mentioning."
He paused, and then explained: "It's mainly because I previously practiced a sword technique and forced a breakthrough. I was a little obsessed and didn't dare to kill rashly. That's why I studied Shaolin martial arts so hard, hoping to resolve my hostility and cultivate my true self."
Nangong Gu was shocked by what he said, and asked in doubt: "Oh? You can defeat Master Tiesong, which means you are already a top-notch master. What kind of martial arts is so weird that it can bother you?"
Su Weiyun did not draw his sword, but stretched out his right hand, and used his index and middle fingers as swords. He drew a line in the air, and then gently retracted his fingers.
What he did was just like what a child does when he is just learning to read, scribbles in the air. There is nothing surprising about it.
But everyone present could see the horror of it at a glance and were extremely surprised.
Mr. Yuan Da asked, "Is this swordsmanship?"
The divine hunchback said: "The murderous aura of this sword is rare in the world. I am afraid that even the once powerful and devilish 'Crazy Cross Sword' may not be able to compare with it."
“Comparable.”
Nangong Chou suddenly spoke, and the expression on his face became very serious, as if facing a great enemy.
He was certainly the most qualified person to comment on the "Crazy Cross Sword" because he was the only person who had seen that sword technique and was lucky enough to escape with his life.
Master Tiesong asked hurriedly, "How can you compare?"
Nangong Chou said slowly: "Because they are using the same sword technique!"
After hearing this, even Su Weiyun himself was shocked. He and the 'Crazy Cross Sword' used the same sword technique, which meant that the murderous devil also used the 'Thirteen Deadly Swords'!
Nangong Chou said: "I still remember that sword. Although the form is different from the one Su Weiyun used just now, the meaning is the same. What a terrifying and fatal sword!"
Su Weiyun couldn't help but frown and asked, "How good is his martial arts?"
Nangong Chou's eyes were blank, as if he was immersed in memories, and he said: "In the martial arts world, apart from Lu Shang Shenlong and Madam Wei, I have never seen anyone with higher martial arts skills than him."
Su Weiyun just nodded: "Well, okay, now that I have visited the senior, it's time to go."
Yan Qi asked, "Where are you going?"
Su Weiyun said: "Go tell Guo Dalu that you are in Jinan Prefecture."
Yan Qi blushed, which was unusual for him, and asked, "Will he...will he come?"
Master Tiesong said first: "Even if he comes, he must pass our test first, otherwise he can't be my husband!"
Nangong Chou nodded and smiled, this was exactly what he meant. Master Tiesong had mistaken Su Weiyun for Guo Dalu, so the three of them deliberately waited for him at the Dragon King Temple, but unexpectedly it brought up another past event.
Su Weiyun walked over and patted Yan Qi on the shoulder, smiling and said, "Don't worry, Guo Dalu won't be stumped by them."
After saying that, Su Weiyun turned and walked out.
He finally understood Yan Qi's heart knot - how does this daughter feel about having a father who is said to be a wicked man who deserves to be killed by everyone?
She could understand her father. But could her husband and her friends accept it? Would they have a different opinion of Yan Qi because of it?
For Yan Qi, all of this was unknown. So she had to wait for Guo Dalu to come to her, and she didn't dare to take the initiative to confess everything. She was afraid of facing the result and afraid of not being accepted.
But Su Weiyun knew: when Guo Dalu gave up everything and married Yan Qi openly, Yan Qi's knot in her heart would naturally be untied.
…
The next day, noon.
Behind the Dragon King Temple, beside Daming Lake.
Su Weiyun walked leisurely on the road , feeling indescribably comfortable, relaxed and happy.
Spring has arrived.
The catkins are dancing, the lake is rippling, and the green mountains are smiling.
There were still boats floating in the lake, and the little girl was still selling water chestnuts and lotus roots there. Her hands were as white as the lotus roots.
Under the willow trees stood pairs of lovers, playing and joking with each other, flirting.
Only one person seemed a little out of place.
The man was very old, with sparse white hair and a slightly bent waist, but his legs were standing straight.
He looked at the green lake with melancholy, and said with emotion: "Forget it, if I can't find it, forget it..."
Su Weiyun was passing by. He planned to return today and head back to Fugui Villa.
Huh!
The old man suddenly turned around and stared at Su Weiyun closely, slowly moving his gaze from Su Weiyun's face to the sword.
Su Weiyun suddenly stopped. He realized that the old man's eyes were filled with an extremely violent and terrifying murderous intent.
He slowly turned his head and looked at the old man. The old man looked ordinary and nothing special. The only striking thing about him was a small cross scar on his forehead.
"Hello, young man."
"Hello."
The old man said, "I think you are different from other young people."
Su Weiyun said: "Maybe a little."
The old man asked a very strange question at this time: "Do you also think that I am different from other people?"
Su Weiyun said: "Different? It seems that the only difference... is that you have a cross scar on your face."
The old man smiled strangely, and said in a serious tone, "That's a sword wound. It doesn't matter, you will have one soon!"
