Qiankun Fantasy Sword Record

Qin Muchu is an orphan. He doesn’t know where he came from or where he is going. He only knows that he has been wandering since he was sensible and has tasted all the warmth and cold in the world. The only thing he owns is a handful hanging on his neck.

An inch-square stone lock. A lifelike bird is engraved on the front of the lock, and his birth date is engraved on the back. However, he was illiterate and no one would take a look at it. The stone lock was so common at the time that

Later, when he had no other choice, he wanted to sell it, but no one wanted it, and there was no one willing to pawn it in the pawn shop. So when he grew up, he guessed that he must have come from a poor family, and abandoned him because his family could not support him.

.Children from wealthy families are all blessed with gold and silver locks.

It was the winter when Qin Muchu was twelve years old (Reader: Didn’t he know his name and age? Author: Don’t worry, I’ll talk about it below). The weather was extremely cold and snowing. He hadn’t eaten for almost a day.

Finally, an old man saw that he was pitiful and gave him a leftover steamed bun. The steamed bun was as cold as a stone, but in his eyes it was also delicious. So he held the steamed bun in both hands - for fear that if he let go, the steamed bun would

As if flying away - leaning against a corner with hunched shoulders, squatting down and chewing. His thin body shivered in the cold wind.

At this time, a group of people came out from the gate of the house in the wall. The leader was a little girl about his age who was dressed gorgeously. Although she was young, her eyes were very powerful. At a glance, she could see the trembling girl.

Qin Muchu - he had already eaten more than half of the bun. She ran all the way to Qin Muchu, looking at Qin Muchu up and down with disgust. Then, the little girl put her hands on her hips and shouted at Qin Muchu: "

Stinky beggar, you are not allowed to squat by the wall of my house!" Several servant-like people behind the little girl stood far away and did not follow, and they all laughed at Qin Muchu.

Qin Muchu looked at the arrogant little girl, stood up silently, turned around and left without saying a word, still chewing the steamed bun. He knew that a homeless man like himself could not compete with a rich family.

Disciples fight.

Unexpectedly, the girl didn't stop there. She was the focus of everyone at home. A stinky beggar actually acted like she didn't exist, which she couldn't tolerate. So, when Qin Muchu turned around and took the second step,

He felt a hard push on his lower back and fell down on the snow. Before he could react, a petite figure was already straddling his back. It was the little girl. However, Qin Muchu did not stop talking.

There were only a few bites of the steamed bun left. The girl excitedly pulled Qin Muchu's collar with both hands, making a horse-riding pose, and sang: "Stinky beggar, no one loves you, stinky beggar, no one cares...

…”

Qin Muchu finally swallowed the last mouthful of steamed buns, and what annoyed him the most was that others said he was an orphan. Perhaps this is human nature, the more lacking he is, the more he is afraid of others mentioning it. After hearing this, he became angry

I don't know where the strength came from, he turned around and knocked the little girl over in the snow, then straddled the girl and clapped his hands wildly. The little girl was so frightened that she burst into tears.

At this time, the servants were stunned for a moment, but they rushed over immediately. Two of them stepped forward and grabbed Qin Muchu's arms and lifted the girl away. Another servant quickly helped the little girl up and patted her body.

Xue Bian asked: "Miss, are you okay?"

The little girl immediately stopped crying, rushed to Qin Muchu and slapped him twice, and cursed: "Smelly beggar, I asked you to bully me!?" and ordered the servants to help slap him.

Several servants were very obedient and beat up Qin Muchu, but they were adults after all, and some of the servants knew Qin Muchu, so they stopped when they saw that he could no longer stand it.

When the little girl saw Buyi, she wanted to hit her again, but a servant stopped her. The little girl pointed at Qin Muchu and said, "Stinky beggar, get out of here! Don't let me see you again!" After that, the servants hugged her and left.

Entering the courtyard, she did not see Qin Muchu's eyes that were about to burst into flames. Qin Muchu hated the little girl to the extreme because he was beaten in vain because of her. Although the servants were sensible, they were hungry and cold.

He couldn't stand being so thin. He slowly got up, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his hand, and limped out of the town, arriving at a shabby hut a few miles away.

The thatched house is located two miles outside the town. The walls of the house have long been in tatters and there is nothing inside. There is some hay spread under one corner, which is Qin Muchu's bed. There is a river not far from the door of the thatched house.

It flows all the way to the town.

This house was not built by Qin Muchu. As for when and who built it, no one knows. A few months ago, Qin Muchu wandered here, found this hut, and lived in it. He began to help the surrounding people for a few months.

When a person does some work within his ability, people will give him some food or old clothes to wear. Whether it is more or less, he does not care. However, after winter, people all stay at home, and Qin Muchu's food supply is gone.

He often went to the town to beg for leftovers from door to door to satisfy his hunger. When he met a kind-hearted person, of course he would give some to him. But when he met those who were selfish, he was not so lucky. Not only did he not give it to him

If you eat, you will scold him and drive him away, saying that you have tarnished your family's appearance.

Today he walked from morning to afternoon just to get a cold and hard steamed bun. He was so hungry that he couldn't walk anymore, so he squatted against the wall to eat. Unexpectedly, he met a naughty little girl and was beaten.

When he returned to the hut, he fell down on the pile of hay, hating the little girl in his heart, but there was nothing he could do.

At this time, there were scattered footsteps outside the room. But no one would come here except him. Who could it be? As soon as Qin Muchu sat up, he saw a figure staggering in. There was no door in the room.

. The figure stopped and fell to the ground, groaning.

Qin Muchu got up. He didn't dare to move at first, but later he saw that the man was just panting, so he walked over boldly. He was a middle-aged man, dressed as a scholar, with a pale face, bleeding from the corners of his mouth, and messy hair covering his eyes. His clothes were

Bloodstains. Judging from the situation, this middle-aged scribe must have run away for a while.

When Qin Muchu saw that the middle-aged man looked similar to himself, he thought that this man must have been injured after being surrounded and killed by a group of people just like him. Qin Muchu felt that the middle-aged scribe was a bit close to him. In fact, this was

It's human nature, the so-called sympathy for each other, that's it.

So Qin Muchu walked over and pushed the man's shoulder, and asked in a low voice: "What's wrong with you?" The man suddenly opened his eyes, stretched out his left hand, and grabbed Qin Muchu's neck. He looked at it for a while,

Said: "Hide me quickly, or I will kill you!" Although Qin Muchu was young, he had some experience because he had been wandering for a long time. After listening to the man's words, he knew that the man was hiding from enemies or something like that.

people.

In fact, he had already decided to help that person without threatening him. Therefore, he did not have the panic of his peers when they encountered similar things, and his face remained calm. Qin Muchu said to the person: "I don't have anything here, how can I hide it?"

Where are you?" The man looked around, sighed, and unconsciously let go of his left hand.

Qin Muchu saw the despair on the man's face, and his heart twitched for no reason. He had been in despair many times. But he never bowed his head to fate. He thought for a while and said to the man: "There is a place

You can hide people, but I don't know if it's useful." Upon hearing this, the man's face showed a glimmer of hope. Now he has to grasp even a straw. So he asked Qin Muchu urgently: "Where?!

"Qin Muchu pointed outside. The man saw it and said: "Outside? Let me go? If I can leave, cough cough cough..." Qin Muchu shook his head and said: "No, I meant hiding in the snow.

"The man suddenly understood after hearing this. Although he didn't know if he could hide it from that person, he had no choice but to treat the horse as a doctor. So he said: "Okay, okay." After saying that, he got up and went out. Qin Muchu

He grabbed the man and said, "No, you first walk from the door to the river and then come back." The man's face showed confusion. "Then step back on the original footprints." Qin Muchu said.

He immediately showed a look of enlightenment and said feebly: "You are really good, kid, so I will follow you."

The man staggered towards the river. Qin Muchu went outside to find a place in the snow, and first dug a hole for the man to sit down. The snow in the hole was completely hollowed out, exposing the ground, and there was already a layer of snow.

It was a foot thick. After digging out, Qin Muchu was out of breath. The man had also come back, and when he saw it, he sat in the hole. The snow was already up to his waist. Qin Muchu piled snow on him, and he was almost there.

When he opened his mouth, he stopped. The man asked him: "What's wrong?" He said: "You need to breathe!" The man smiled and said: "I can withstand it for two or three hours, don't worry." Qin Muchu said

He continued to pile up until the man's head was gone. Then he made the snow pile solid, and made a snowball as big as a human head and placed it on the snow pile... When Qin Muchu saw the snowman he had built,

I felt a little happy, but my body could no longer bear it and I sat down on the snow.

The snow continued to fall. Qin Muchu struggled to stand up and was about to go back to the house when a figure floated in. If there are people in the world of martial arts around, they will definitely be shocked by this person's Qinggong. If anyone recognizes him, they will definitely be shocked.

The visitor is also a middle-aged man dressed as a scholar, wearing a blue shirt. He is the famous "Blue Shirt Guest" Zhao Wuwei. Zhao Wuwei has always hated evil in his life, and wherever he goes, Xiaoxiao disappears. It is a pity that Zhao Wuwei met him

It was Qin Muchu who knew nothing about Jianghu, so naturally he didn't know the "Blue Shirt Guest".

Qin Muchu saw a middle-aged man wearing a blue shirt. The fabric was of high quality and he was holding a precious sword in one hand. The strange thing was that this man was walking on a snowy day without even a single snowflake on his body. As everyone knows, in the world of martial arts, everyone in the world

As long as the internal strength reaches a certain level, people can use their internal strength to block the rain and snow. Of course, this is extremely energy-consuming, and ordinary people will not expend internal energy to block the rain and snow.

Qin Muchu felt disgusted when he saw Zhao Wuwei's attire. He had his own set of standards for measuring good and bad people. Judging from his experience, those who dressed gorgeously were rich people, and rich people were

It is bad. They have no sympathy for the poor, especially street children like him. Instead of helping them, they will mock or bully them. (Reader: This kind of thinking is too extreme! Author: From the protagonist’s perspective,

From a perspective, it is possible.)

But Qin Muchu did not show his disgust for Zhao Wuwei at this time, because he knew that when he showed such feelings, he would often get a beating and scolding. Qin Muchu just looked at the man in blue shirt Zhao Wuwei silently.

When Wuwei saw this ragged child with a thin, yellow face and a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth, he asked sympathetically: "Little kid, have you ever seen a person of my age? By the way.

, He was injured, have you seen it?" In fact, Zhao Wuwei followed the footprints, and he concluded that they were the footprints of the person he injured.

Qin Muchu still didn't say anything, but he pointed to the river. Zhao Wuwei looked along the direction of the river, and there was a series of footprints, which were the footprints heading to the river. In fact, the injured man stepped on the same footprints back and forth.

It would be very deep. What saved him was the falling snow. The footprints were almost completely filled in the snow.

Zhao Wuwei looked around. The almost transparent hut could not hide anyone. He used his inner strength to look inside. The only thing that could hide people was the snowman, but he also did not detect any aura.

The snowman looked exactly like a person sitting in the snow.

"Did you build this snowman?" Zhao Wuwei pointed at the snowman and asked Qin Muchu. Qin Muchu nodded. Zhao Wuwei walked towards the snowman with his sword in hand, and turned back to smile at Qin Muchu from time to time. When he saw Qin Muchu, his face was still expressionless. In fact, Qin Muchu's heart

He was already so frightened that his mind went blank and he could not make any reaction. Zhao Wuwei stepped forward and swung his sword, and the sword quickly passed by the snowman's neck. The snowman was safe and sound. This was Qin Muchu's cleverness.

, ordinary people think that if a person sits in a snowman, the snowman's head must be the human head. However, Qin Muchu dug the snow more than a foot lower, and the whole person became the snowman's body. The snowman's head became the snowball.

Even the well-informed Zhao Wuwei couldn't avoid this. When he saw that there was no abnormality when a sword was swung across the snowman's neck, he felt relieved and thought: I'm afraid that guy will really escape when he sees that he can't hide here.

On the other side of the river. He turned around and walked to Qin Muchu. When he saw the blood on the corner of Qin Muchu's mouth, he thought: That guy is too hateful. He had nowhere to hide, so he blamed the child. The child must have been beaten and scolded by that guy.

So he took out a piece of silver and gave it to Qin Muchu, saying, "Little boy, take it to buy some clothes and food." After that, he jumped down the river.

When Qin Muchu saw that the man in blue shirt had disappeared, he exhaled and sat softly on the snow.

After a while, Qin Muchu regained some of his strength, then walked up to the snowman and peeled away the snow. The man's eyes were still closed, his face was pale, and his lips had turned a bloodless purple.

After a while, the man slowly opened his eyes. His gaze rested on Qin Muchu's face for a while. Although his face was a little dirty, thin and yellow, and there were bloodstains at the corners of his mouth, he was still a boy with good features and good looks.

. He lowered his head and thought in silence: "I never thought that I, He Fengyang, who has been in the world for decades, would end up like this. Zhao Wuwei's palm power is so strong. However, if it hadn't been for the storm I just made, he wouldn't have been able to get away."

It turns out that He Fengyang is a flower-picking thief, known as the "Flower Sleeping Man". Everyone in the world of black and white, government officials, wealthy businessmen, and ordinary people knows and fears him. Every time he picks flowers, he will say hello to the "flower" in advance.

But there is nothing you can do about the "flower". Even if you guard it tightly, it will be picked by the "Sleeping Flower Man".

It is said that he fell in love with the daughter of a certain prefect, and sent a "notice" to the prefect, claiming that he would go to pick flowers at three o'clock that night, so the prefect sent heavy troops to guard his daughter's boudoir that night, with one post every three steps and one sentry every five steps.

The boudoir was surrounded by water, and finally the "Sleeping Flower Man" picked it up. Somehow, the prefect's daughter didn't hate He Fengyang afterwards, but became a little obsessed with him.

Last night, He Fengyang succeeded in picking flowers again, but he was rushed by the "Blue Shirt Guest" Zhao Wuwei. The two fought with each other. He Fengyang had to fight and escape because of the clouds and rain just now. In the end, after the two sides fought hard for a few times, Zhao Wuwei relaxed.

After a while, He Fengyang escaped here with his Qing Gong. In terms of skill, Zhao Wuwei was better than He Fengyang, but He Fengyang's Qing Gong was better than Zhao Wuwei, so Zhao Wuwei chased He Fengyang for a day and night, but was almost killed because He Fengyang was injured.

Kill. This is also thanks to Qin Muchu

He Fengyang raised his head and asked Qin Muchu: "Where did you get the blood from the corner of your mouth?" Qin Muchu replied: "It was caused by a little girl in that town."

He Fengyang thought to himself: Alas, these palm injuries would have healed in a month, but because I had held my breath in the snowdrift just now, the injuries were aggravated. It seemed that my life could be saved, but my martial arts... Alas, I don't know what to thank for this.

The child should still hate him. This child has extremely good bones and is a good material for martial arts training. Well, since I no longer have the "Sleeping Flower Man", I will create another one. When the time comes, the world will... Thinking of this, He Fengyang forgot

He couldn't help but laugh out loud at the pain of losing his skills. Qin Muchu just looked at He Fengyang, completely unaware that He Fengyang had already decided his future. His future would be to be a flower-picking thief.

"Do you want revenge?" He Fengyang asked.

"Think!" Qin Muchu looked indignant.

"Then why do you take revenge on that girl?"

"..." Qin Muchu was speechless.

Seeing Qin Muchu's disappointed look, He Fengyang said again: "I can help you."

When Qin Muchu heard this, his eyes lit up and he asked: "Really? Can you help me?!"

"Yes."

"Very good!"

"Do you want to learn martial arts?" He Fengyang asked.

Qin Muchu recalled the people he met while wandering, and was so envious that he agreed without even thinking about it.