Not far from the gate of County No. 1 Middle School, next to a beef noodles stall.
Su Chunfeng and Wang Qimin, old and young, were sitting on a low pony, eating steaming spicy beef noodles at a low long table. They were like old grandfathers in the country running to the city regardless of their tiredness.
When I visited my grandson in high school in the county town, he didn’t say much, but his expression was full of amiable and happy family affection.
Wang Qimin said that he has retired.
Not much else to say.
After all, this is in a public place, and any remarks involving Qi Men's martial arts and magic should always be avoided.
However, Su Chunfeng knew in his heart that Wang Qimin, who had retired, came here this time to accept him as his disciple. Although Su Chunfeng had already made psychological preparations and decisions for this, he looked as if he had aged more than ten years in just a few days after retirement.
Wang Qimin, who was 20 years old, could not help but feel a little sad and sad in his heart.
One day is a teacher, a hundred days of kindness.
Even if he goes through reincarnation from his past life to this life, the relationship between master and disciple can still not be truly erased from his heart.
After the meal, Wang Qimin insisted that he would pay for today's meal, but in the end Su Chunfeng took the initiative and paid the bill - three yuan for two bowls of noodles.
"Chunfeng, come with me for a walk, okay?" Wang Qimin looked at him seriously.
"Of course." Su Chunfeng smiled without hesitation.
An old man and a young man walked slowly westward along Yanwulou Street.
It was noon, and because it was close to Jinzhou County No. 1 High School, the street was bustling with people and cars, and the various small stalls and small restaurants on both sides were full of people eating.
In front of the Yanwu Building, turn right and go north along the Kaixuan Road that passes through the Yanwu Building. After passing the wide doorway of the Yanwu Building, it seems that you have suddenly entered another quiet world from the bustling and noisy world - because it is the time
During lunch time, there are few pedestrians and vehicles on Triumph Road, so there are no street stalls. The already yellowed trees on both sides sway their branches and leaves gently in the gentle autumn wind, casting shades and yellow leaves on the ground, making the place look more autumnal.
The peacefulness of the day.
"Chunfeng." Wang Qimin finally spoke, "You should be able to think of the reason why I'm looking for you."
"Yeah." Su Chunfeng nodded, thoughtfully.
"Teacher didn't lie to you. The things he told you about magic and so on are absolutely true." Wang Qimin sighed lightly, and without waiting for Su Chunfeng to say anything, he continued: "It's like what you have seen at your age.
As written in martial arts novels, from ancient times to the present, no one who has a secret skill does not want his secret skill to be lost, but he must find a disciple with excellent qualifications before he is willing to teach his secret skill...
And you are an extremely outstanding person with the qualifications to practice magic. You can be said to be one in ten thousand, a rare genius!"
Su Chunfeng smiled bitterly and shook his head, saying: "But, I don't want to study Fa."
"Do you know what magic is?" Wang Qimin frowned slightly and looked at Su Chunfeng seriously.
Su Chunfeng was silent for a moment and said: "After I entered high school, I read some classics with such records in the library. Unfortunately, there were only some simple descriptions in a few words, just like the ones you told me before. I think
, probably similar to Onmyoji, Feng Shui master, fortune teller, and those Yixue masters from ancient times to the present, right?"
"It seems that you still care." Wang Qimin was quite pleased and said: "In fact, what I want to teach you is many times more powerful and mysterious than the techniques mastered by the famous masters mentioned in the book!"
"I don't want to learn." Su Chunfeng said: "It is recorded in the book that anyone who practices this kind of metaphysical method will be unable to escape the fate of 'five evils and three shortcomings'."
"That's nonsense." Wang Qimin vowed.
"Really?" Su Chunfeng looked at Wang Qimin with a smile, and after thinking for a while, he said: "Teacher Wang, when I was studying at Dongwangzhuang Township Middle School, I also heard about some of your past things. You really suffered a lot.
and torture, and later your wife and children were separated... Now you have retired and are in your sixties, but you don't even have a family. I am not deliberately exposing your scars of old age, but these past experiences and current situation can be compared with what is stated in the book.
Those things recorded, do you think this is just a coincidence?"
"This..." Wang Qimin was speechless for a moment.
Su Chunfeng continued: "I also heard that there is an old immortal named Cheng in Jinzhou County, known as the Iron Gua Immortal. It is said that he can draw talismans to ward off evil spirits and catch ghosts, and he can also predict the fate of the world, and a fortune can be worth a fortune. According to rumors, it is true
It was because he spied on the secret many times that he was finally punished by heaven, destroying his eyes and making him unable to see."
"Chunfeng, don't listen to those rumors..." Wang Qimin looked shocked. He didn't expect that Su Chunfeng, who was only sixteen years old, would be so cautious. However, it can be seen from the side that after listening to his words, Su Chunfeng
, I have a very strong interest in magic.
"That Gong Hu who went to school last time." Su Chunfeng smiled and said: "I happen to have relatives in Xishan County. I have heard of this man. He is a famous local magic stick. He has no knowledge and skills, and has extremely bad luck.
I’m so lazy to eat, even my family’s fields are abandoned, and I’m so poor…”
"It's because his talent and qualifications are so high that he..." Wang Qimin said hurriedly.
Su Chunfeng smiled bitterly and said: "Then my talents and qualifications are so high, you want me to live like this in the future?"
"No, no." Wang Qimin was confused. He was originally not good at talking. Under Su Chunfeng's clever words and clear thinking, he was suddenly unable to resist.
"Teacher Wang..." Su Chunfeng said sincerely: "You think highly of me, praise me, and have repeatedly wanted to accept me as your disciple to teach me my unique skills. I am really touched, and I have really wanted to be your disciple to practice this kind of practice.
Mysterious magic, but I feel that it is similar to superstition. There is no benefit to believing in or learning it. For example, those old ladies in our village who are superstitious and burn incense and kowtow all day long. Some of them specialize in the work of goddesses, and they also
It’s okay to ask God for help. In the final analysis, it’s all about believing in a good person. I think there are many such people in Dongwangzhuang Village, right? So you should know that they usually burn incense, kowtow at temples, and pray to fulfill their wishes.
If your faith is good, then you should do more good deeds and do good deeds to others, right? But look and think about it, in daily life, how come such people do such bad things as bastards?"
In fact, the feudal superstitious activities that are very common in rural areas are simply out of reach of Qimen Jianghu magic. But Su Chunfeng, who usually doesn't talk much on weekdays, said it with a lot of talk today, plus
Those words he said before seemed to really stir him up unreasonably.
At this time, Wang Qimin was even more speechless.
"Of course, I know that you are a well-known good man, and I also know that perhaps the sorcerers who practice strange arts as you mentioned would not do these things, but..." Su Chunfeng sighed and said: "To truly understand, and
I don’t think there are too many people who know this, right? Ordinary people will only think of it as feudal superstition and think of the goddesses and magic sticks in the countryside. Think about it, if I really have to follow you to practice magic and neglect my studies, what will happen to my father and mother?
What will they think? What will the people in our village, relatives and friends think of me and my family?"
After saying these words, Su Chunfeng stopped talking, looking worried and helpless with a hint of guilt.
Wang Qimin also said nothing.
An old man and a young man walked north along the Victory Road, walking silently in the bleak autumn wind.
It wasn't until he saw the gate of Jinzhou County No. 2 High School from a distance that Wang Qimin stopped and said with a kind expression: "Chunfeng, you are a very smart, mature and thoughtful child, and the teacher will never come again in the future.
I am forcing you to practice magic. However, I hope you can promise the teacher one thing..."
"Say." Su Chunfeng suddenly felt a little guilty and sad.
"Don't spread these things I told you, and please keep my identity as a warlock secret."
"Don't worry." Su Chunfeng nodded solemnly.
Wang Qimin said with some worry and reluctance: "Chunfeng, your qualifications are too good, and the world is very big, so when you go to a wider world in the future, you will inevitably encounter people from strange sects who want to take over.
You are my disciple. If you change your mind and want to practice magic, remember not to agree to others and come to me... Also, when you really meet the Qimen Warlock one day in the future, you must be more careful.
ah."
"Yes." Su Chunfeng was moved and her eyes were moist: "Thank you."
"Okay, you can go back..." Wang Qimin waved his hand, looking slightly relaxed, as if he was relieved because even though he got an unsatisfactory result, he was no longer as entangled and helpless as before.
Su Chunfeng sighed lightly and said seriously: "Teacher Wang, if you encounter any difficulties in the future and need help, just come to me!"
"good."
"Goodbye!" Su Chunfeng turned around and strode away.
"Goodbye!" Wang Qimin gently and reluctantly looked at the extremely talented and rare magic genius, just drifting away, and then sighed softly: "What a pity." - He knew,
The best age to practice martial arts cannot exceed the age of eighteen. Once you pass that age, your bones are basically formed, and any child with good talent will already have a relatively sound and mature mind by the age of eighteen, and then you can practice martial arts.
Without the Dharma, it will be difficult to reach a higher realm.
Seeing Su Chunfeng's back becoming blurry in the distance, Wang Qimin turned and left.
When he came from home, he had already thought about it. If he could not accept Su Chunfeng as his disciple during this trip, he would go home, pack his things, and take a train to Sichuan, southern Xinjiang and other places to travel around, hoping to find people with excellent qualifications.
, accepted as a disciple.
The art of trickery cannot be lost in his hands.
At this time, Su Chunfeng also felt sad.
Maybe in this life, I will no longer have contact with Wang Qimin - a master and apprentice in my previous life, but a stranger in this life.
However, Su Chunfeng would never have thought of what he had said to Wang Qimin before, "If you encounter any difficulties in the future and need help, just come to me."