This killer is too stable

Such a large box of martial arts cheats really surprised Wang Xiaoer.

Wang Xiaoer, who was just nine years old a month ago, immediately had a question, where did the master get so many cheat books.

So that night in the secret room, Wang Xiaoer asked, "Master, where did you get so many secret books?"

Zhang San replied calmly, "I bought it."

Most of Wang Xiaoer's understanding of Jianghu comes from his father and various story books. He asked doubtfully, "Aren't the martial arts secret books of a school all handed down from generation to generation? How can they be sold?"

After Wang Xiaoer finished speaking, Zhang San took out a copy of the secret book of swordsmanship of the Xinghai School, the number one school in the Baidao, from the box.

Wang Xiaoer froze in place.

On the contrary, Zhang San, looking at the stunned Wang Xiaoer, sighed that laymen really have a very big misunderstanding about martial arts.

Zhang San said to Wang Xiaoer, "Xiaoer, do you actually know? Martial arts and literature are actually similar."

Wang Xiaoer said, "Huh?"

Zhang Sanyu said earnestly, "Let me tell you this, I will bring the Four Books and Five Classics in front of you, and after you finish reading, I will give you a test paper for the scientific examination. Can you guarantee that you do everything correctly? Or will you win the exam? "

Wang Xiaoer scratched his head, and said, "It should...not be possible."

Zhang San nodded and said, "Isn't that right? Knowledge and answers are actually in books. Which scholar hasn't read it? But why some people have studied for 12 years, not to mention juren, even the Tsinghua Academy in our county takes the exam. No? Isn’t the answer all in the book?”

Wang Xiaoer said, "Master means..."

Zhang San said earnestly, "The same thing is true about martial arts. Don't look at those sects. They boast about their own secret books and hide them deeply. In fact, they are all engaging in mysticism. The more mysterious they feel, the more they want to learn, and the more people Worship their sect. Those cheats are not fake, but the truth is, they are actually put in front of your eyes, if you can't practice it, you just can't practice it."

Wang Xiaoer understood what Zhang San meant.

It turns out that martial arts is not something you can learn if you want to.

After reading the cheats, you also have to practice well.

It's the same as if you want to enter Tsinghua Academy in Baiyun County. After reading the book, you have to understand it, remember it.

But Wang Xiaoer still didn't understand, so he asked, "But even so, why can we buy so many cheat books?"

Zhang Sandao said, "Little Er, you are a smart boy, why can't you even figure this out? When Baidao was prosperous, of course, this kind of mysticism was practiced, so that people could come to apprentice. They like to receive red envelopes and apprentice ceremony. Now Baidao is declining Of course, you can sell whatever you can sell, and the cheat book is the same."

Wang Xiaoer patted his head and said, "Why is this like selling an abacus because the bank went bankrupt?"

Zhang San laughed and scolded, "What do you think! Whether it's the white way or the underworld, it's just a deal. Without money, no one's mountain gate can survive."

"Okay, don't think too much, read all these cheats, it will definitely help you practice martial arts in the future." Zhang San taught like this.

Then Zhang San walked out of the secret room with Wang Xiaoer, who had taken several books on swordsmanship.

In the evening, Zhang San fell asleep soundly, while Wang Xiaoer lit the lamp and read at night, reading very carefully.

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In the next few days, the painting and calligraphy shop was very peaceful.

Zhang San sells calligraphy and paintings that are not sold very often, while Wang Xiaoer spends his days in all kinds of martial arts books, even when the girls next to him ask him to go out to play, Wang Xiaoer refuses to go.

For this, Zhang San was very pleased.

I just don't know, whether he is glad that Wang Xiaoer listened to his advice and stay away from women, or he is glad that Wang Xiaoer is working so hard.

But Zhang San himself always looked lazy. Although he also practiced, he did it for a short while in the dead of night.Wang Xiaoer even asked Zhang San why he didn't practice martial arts more diligently, like his father, who practiced his martial arts day and night.

Zhang San said that hard work is for those who lack talent. For a genius like him, God gave him such a talent, of course, to let him do something more meaningful.

Like sleeping.

However, on this day seven days later, Zhang San was sleeping in the painting and calligraphy shop, while Wang Xiaoer was squatting in the corner reading a book, when he heard the noise and chaos in the street...

In fact, Zhang San has no interest in these street affairs at all. Unfortunately, with his extremely high martial arts attainments, coupled with his sensitivity in the assassin industry for many years, whether Zhang San wants to or not, he can still hear the voices of people on the street clearly. Chu.

It turns out that what people are talking about is a rare murder case in the county!

In fact, to be honest, in this era of exorbitant government taxes and gangsters, unless it is a particularly poor and run-down village, murder is not a particularly rare thing in a county.

But this time, it was a Yamen catcher named Wang Hu who died.

Everyone in the Dawu Kingdom respects martial arts, and the police officers in a county town are at least middle-level, or even upper-level, and they are officials. Ordinary gangsters would not dare to touch such people.

What's more, the new county magistrate heard that all the official seals were awarded by the county magistrate himself. The relationship between the two is self-evident. All the people under him have been replaced by their cronies, so it can be seen that their power is not small.

And among the group of people replaced by the new county magistrate, in terms of martial arts alone, of course the head catcher is the strongest.

Some people even said that the head catcher actually had martial arts of the lower order.

However, he hadn't been in office for a few days, and the headhunter Wang Hu was killed by someone, so it's not surprising.

Listening to the discussions on the street, Zhang San recalled that when the new county magistrate was patrolling the streets that day, he had indeed seen a man wearing the clothes of an official headhunter.

Zhang San muttered to himself, "It's a pity that I can't hear his breathing, and I can't get close to him, but just looking at the appearance, the thickness of the arm, and the material of the big knife at the waist should be heavy iron. Dao, but his footsteps are so steady, that Wang Hu is at least at the upper human stage. It is not impossible for the lower earth stage."

Zhang San, who has studied various martial arts deeply, has a pair of insightful eyes.

And a knife master who was suspected to be at the upper level of the human level, at least at the upper level, died within a few days after serving as a headhunter.

And from the mouths of those neighbors just now, it seems that the head catcher died of being pierced by a sword or dagger in the chest, and there were also a lot of traces of fighting at the scene, which also ruled out the possibility of being attacked or poisoned.

Zhang San has lived in this small county for more than ten years, and he thought to himself that in this county, apart from him, Zhang San, there should be no one who can kill the head catcher with absolute certainty under the premise of face-to-face and one-on-one.

Of course, except a few days ago, the person named Xiu Wangchou who carried the Xinghai school sword weapon.

Zhang San, who was half lying on his teacher's chair, said in a low voice, "Could it be him? Sure enough, if it's calm."

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