1novels Chapter 240
Chapter 240
Chen Xingran left mysteriously, and soon disappeared from everyone's sight.
"What is he going to do?"
Fu Zhou looked at his back suspiciously: "This is not going in the direction of the hotel..."
"Oh, it's over, Captain."
Luo Baibai gloated: "Ranbao has someone outside, and he is cheating!"
"..."
Yang Yunche cast a gloomy glance at Luo Baibai: "Looking for death?"
Luo Baibai's body trembled, feeling that his life was threatened, he immediately stopped his voice, and said obediently: "I'm sorry, I was wrong."
Follow the wind to make the rudder, slide and kneel quickly, this is the way for me, Luo Baibai, to survive in MOD.
……
Chen Xingran looked at the map displayed on his mobile phone, and walked all the way down a mountain according to the above route.
Vatican Mountain.
This is a very well-known scenic spot in T City. There are people coming and going at the foot of the mountain. Most of the climbers have pious expressions on their faces and climb up the steps.There are two rows of plum trees on both sides of the mountain road, as bright as peaches and plums, as bright as clouds. The light black plum blossoms are brewing in the wind, falling down, and covered with steps, making this path up the mountain look like the legendary climbing ladder.
Chen Xingran looked at the endless plum blossoms like a landscape painting, and there was nostalgia in his eyes.
He likes plum blossoms very much. In his previous life, there was a plum blossom tree given by his teacher in the compound of his martial arts school.
Every winter and spring, plum blossoms are in full bloom, and the fragrance is tangy.
He waited at the foot of the mountain for a while, and after a while, a figure also hurried over from a distance.
Keita Hatamoto was carrying a long nylon bag on his back. When he saw Chen Xingran from a distance, he greeted him with a bright smile.
"Sorry! It's been a long wait!"
Keita Hatamoto stepped forward and said embarrassedly: "Yuuki has something to do today, I didn't sneak out until he went out, so I'm a little late, sorry."
Chen Xingran shook his head: "It's okay, I've only been here for a few minutes."
"My Zong Gang just arrived in the morning, and I will send you a message as soon as I receive it."
Keita Hatamoto looked expectant, and asked cautiously: "It shouldn't disturb you, right?"
"will not."
Chen Xingran smiled and said, "I'm also looking forward to it."
Both of them are masters of using knives, and it is inevitable that they will feel itchy after meeting. When Keita Hatamoto proposed to discuss with Chen Xingran, Chen Xingran nodded and agreed without any hesitation.
After all, it is a real swordsmanship competition. Although Chen Xingran knows that both sides have a sense of proportion, but Keita Hatamoto is an outer zone player after all, and his identity is sensitive. Fuzhou and the others may not agree, so Chen Xingran thought about it and chose Quietly find another place to practice swords with Keita Hatamoto.
"I've read the strategies on the Internet. The scenery of Fantuo Mountain is very beautiful, and it is the most suitable place for practicing swords."
Keita Hatamoto and Chen Xingran walked up the steps and said, "I watched a movie from your country when I was a child. The final decisive battle was fought in a plum blossom forest. It was very beautiful. I have long thought about it. One day it will be like in the movie..."
Keita Hatamoto was a bit talkative, without Yuuki staring at him, he couldn't stop talking.
Chen Xingran couldn't help smiling as he listened.
This Keita Hatamoto still has such an idea in him.
The two went up the mountain all the way, and there was a majestic Buddhist temple on the mountain, exuding a strong sense of Zen in the flying light snow and plum blossom petals, and a huge Buddha statue in the middle of the Buddhist temple could be vaguely seen. On top is a bell tower.
Chen Xingran looked at this Buddhist temple inexplicably familiarly.
Why is it so similar to the Setting Sun Temple in Destiny?
The two found a fairly flat open space and stood on both sides.
Keita Hatamoto carefully put down the long nylon bag behind him, unzipped the zipper, and a Taidao with a slender shape and a very similar appearance to a Tang sword lay quietly inside.
The keel wood handle has a light yellow handle and roll structure. Compared with Longying, the blade of this Taidao has a curved curvature. The blade near the root is wide, and it narrows sharply when it approaches the front.
Keita Hatamoto drew out the Taidao, the snow-white blade was clear and bright, extremely sharp, reflecting the surrounding snow light, refracting brilliant brilliance.
"Zong Gang seems very happy today."
Keita Hatamoto smiled and said, "It must also be looking forward to a fight with Ryuzakura."
"Good knife."
Chen Xingran looked at Zong Gang in his hand, sighed, and then took out Long Ying.
hum-
With a soft sound, Long Ying broke free from the white sandalwood scabbard with rosary beads, leaving an extremely smooth arc in the air.
Chen Xingran held the handle of the knife with his right hand, and the tip of the knife touched the ground. His standing posture seemed to be loose, but Keita Hatamoto saw him, and he felt as if he was facing a tiger that was about to attack. , as if blending with the surrounding wind and snow, quiet and perfect.
so strong...
Keita Hatamoto suddenly became excited, he hadn't met a decent opponent for a long time.
He exhaled slightly, Yin held the knife in his hand, Zong Gang was placed horizontally in front of him, and his right leg was stepped back, which was not only a defensive posture, but also easy to attack when the opportunity arises.
When the cold wind blew, the corners of their clothes fluttered slightly, and the plum blossom petals in light ink fell one after another, like a landscape painting, and the air seemed to be full of strings, ready to explode at any moment.
Zheng.
Keita Hatamoto stepped forward, and just as he was about to step forward, he heard a loud noise from the side.
A tour guide came over with a group of grandpas and aunts. The tour guide held a flag and said to the crowd behind him: "This is the Zhai Drum Court on Mount Fantuo, and a little further is the place where Buddha is worshipped. Fantuo Temple has a long history and prosperous incense. There is a very popular game on the market, which is based here and uses Fantuo Temple as a prototype..."
The uncles and aunts wore thick clothes and took pictures around with great interest, and then they found Chen Xingran and Keita Hatamoto who had already posed in the open space.
"Oh, why are there two people here?"
"You still have a knife in your hand, what are you doing?"
"He must have come here for a trip. My grandson also has a knife similar to this at home. He must have come here... What's that called? Cosplay?"
"Oh, the little doll is so handsome!"
The uncles and aunts gathered around, and one of the aunts with a flower scarf tied around her neck came up to take a photo of Chen Xingran, and then stood in front of Chen Xingran, holding up the camera, using him as a background board, and taking a picture with her own hands.
Chen Xingran: "..."
Keita Hatamoto: "..."
"Where did you buy this knife? It looks real! I'll buy one for my grandson too."
"Are you students? Are you local? Did you travel during the holidays?"
"Just maintain this posture and don't move, come here, I'll take a picture for you!"
"Did you just finish the exam? How much did you score? Do you have a girlfriend? Hahahaha, don't be shy..."
"..."
"..."
Chen Xingran and Keita Hatamoto managed to get rid of the group of grandparents who came to visit and looked at each other, and they both saw embarrassment in each other's eyes.
Hmm... this place is not suitable for sparring.
Change positions!
Fantuo Temple is a famous scenic spot where people come and go. Even though it is the low season of tourism, there are many tourists. The two of them found a few places, but they were not suitable.
"Xing Ran, look here!"
Just when Chen Xingran thought that today's discussion was going to end without a problem, Keita Hatamoto seemed to have discovered a new world, and beckoned Chen Xingran to go over.
Looking over, Keita Hatamoto was stepping on a box, leaning against the wall and looking into a yard.
Chen Xingran also stepped on the wooden box and took a look inside.
The yard is quite large, the snow on the ground has been swept clean, there is a big plum tree in the yard, the petals are light ink with red in it, it looks like a rare variety, the yard is empty and uninhabited, it is indeed a very suitable place for comparison The field of knives.
"Just go in like this, okay?"
Chen Xingran hesitated.
Keita Hatamoto blinked: "It's okay, there is no one here, let's just stay for a while."
Chen Xingran was still a little hesitant and wanted to find another place, but in the next second he saw Keita Hatamoto stepping on the wooden box lightly and flipping inside. Chen Xingran had no choice but to follow in.
……
In an antique wooden building, two elderly people sit cross-legged in front of a low table, a bouquet of Buddhist incense is lit on the table, light gray smoke surrounds the room, and snowflakes slowly fall outside the courtyard, full of Zen, making people feel peaceful.
"Why do you have the leisure to come to T City?"
One of the old men poured a cup of tea for the other party and said with a light smile, "I thought you were very busy."
"How busy can it be?"
Yang Xiangzheng took a sip of tea and said, "I don't bother to take care of so many chores now, let those young people do it themselves."
After a pause, Yang Xiangzheng glanced at the old man across from him, sighed, and said, "Aren't you the same? You obviously haven't cared about the ancient martial arts world for so long, but this time... In my opinion, it's better to retire your retirement. At our age, we don't have a few years to live, so why worry about so many things?"
"Xiang Zheng, you're not here to persuade me, are you?"
The old man's vicissitudes of eyes showed a half-smile, and said: "I have to take care of the exchange meeting. That kid Xia Miao, who made this happen quietly, isn't the so-called open school nonsense? It is the foundation of each family’s life, if it is really like what they said, it will be displayed in the window, and anyone who pays can learn it, so it’s not a mess?”
"I don't want to get involved in the affairs of your ancient martial arts world."
Yang Xiangzheng said: "I also have nothing to do. I heard that you are not taking good care of your elderly, and you come out to show your face again. I am worried that your life will not be able to withstand such a toss. I just came here to see you for the last time."
"Fuck off."
The old man scolded with a smile, paused, and said: "The dispute between ancient martial arts factions has been going on for a long time. I used to be too lazy to care about it, but now, that kid Xia Miao seems to have found some helpers. He wants to use this exchange to make the so-called If the liberalism becomes the mainstream, I have to take care of it.”
"Ancient martial arts, not everyone can practice."
The old man looked at Feixue in the courtyard, and said: "The inside and outside are bright, and you can see the gods... The ultimate meaning of martial arts is not so easy to grasp. I have practiced martial arts all my life, and only then did I realize this truth. I would rather learn from ancient martial arts. I don't want to see my hard work being ruined by a group of mediocrity."
Yang Xiangzheng shook his head: "You are so stubborn, you haven't changed a bit after all these years."
"Anyway, we can't lose this exchange meeting."
The old man poured another cup of tea, and said softly: "There are hundreds of schools in the world, each has its own martial arts. You can learn a little bit from the east and a little from the west. In the end, you can't learn anything. How can you talk about gathering the strengths of the hundreds of schools in the world and exploring and progressing together? Such a simple thing."
Yang Xiangzheng was silent for a moment, looked up at the courtyard, and was taken aback: "...Huh?"
The old man followed his gaze.
Two teenagers came in from outside the courtyard wall. They looked young, and each carried a knife. After looking around, they found no one, and stood separately in the courtyard.
"Young people are reckless."
Yang Xiangzheng frowned: "I'll ask someone to drive them away."
The old man nodded, looked at the two teenagers in the yard, and suddenly frowned: "Wait, are they... for a competition?"