On the way back to the mountain, Liu Qing walked a few steps quickly, leaned down slightly, and asked Wu Shuang, who had not spoken for a long time, "Master, I dare to ask, what are the methods of that person downstream?"
Wu Shuang glanced sideways and saw the scholar pinching his fingers. Then he shook his head and sighed, "Since practicing swordsmanship, I have encountered many masters, but they can form their own world and can come and go without hindrance. Counting the two people among the Five Ultimate Skills, and the extremely stingy old man, there are only three of them. The old poisoner who attacked the mountain gate a while ago, since he is one of the Five Ultimate Experts, with his talent and character, he can probably touch it a little bit. The world magic method. All in all, among the current masters in the world, there are probably only ten fingers that can touch this level, but today I met the teacher, whose methods are pure and can be regarded as the best."
The scholar's eyebrows were almost dug into his eyebrows, and he said solemnly, "When my second junior brother and I were going down the mountain, we met this uninvited gentleman. His conversation was extraordinary, but the depth of his realm was not explored at all. Ming. Having such a great master living at the foot of the mountain is probably not a good thing for Nangong Mountain."
"It's okay to be a master, but masters who can't figure out their purpose are the most troublesome." Qingpao Wu Shuang narrowed his eyes, recalling Yan Jiaqing's methods just now, and then thinking about the look on that man's face when he talked about a small loss. His relaxed expression made his face even more chilly.
As a man with a magical power of his own, if he hadn't deliberately given in, it would have been a matter of debate whether Wu Shuang could hold the Wu Gou Fei Sword. Yan Jiaqing was afraid that he had already figured out what the fisherman was thinking, so he generously gave up the move so that Wu Shuang could hear what the fisherman had to say.
The reason why he is so sure is that Yan Jiaqing has already guessed 100% of the fisherman's thoughts.
There are thousands of fishermen in the world, so it can be said that that lazy man has long understood all kinds of people's hearts in the world.
So Yan Jiaqing swaggered to the foot of Nangong Mountain and became a teacher. He was responsible for the secret of stealing luck, but he was so calm and relaxed. The reason was that he knew early on that the chips he carried would be Even Wu Shuang, who is firmly ranked among the top three in swordsmanship today, has difficulty saying no.
You have confidence in coming here, so you have nothing to fear.
Wu Shuang stopped and cursed to himself, "Damn it, since grandpa entered the world, except for the Wu Jue chase ten years ago, he has never been taken advantage of by anyone. Unfortunately, I didn’t expect to force a fisherman to open his mouth. It’s really disappointing.”
"Second Senior Brother, what do you think Master and Senior Brother are discussing? Several of us in this line are all Master's disciples. If you have anything to say openly, why should you favor one over the other?" Zhao Ziyang was also quite disappointed today and did not catch any fish. Even though I didn’t succeed in fishing, everything was fruitless. Seeing the master stopped where he was, discussing something with his senior brother, he was quite curious. But when he turned around and saw Yun Zhong changing his expression blankly again, he had no choice but to move closer to Qian Yin and ask quietly.
After all, it was his nature to be out of touch. Although he had been the leader of the White Tiger Gang for a long time, he was still young after all. After going up the mountain, his cold and aloof temperament weakened a lot, and he was very out of touch.
"Our master has his own sense of propriety. He will naturally tell us truthfully what should be said to us. I can only say that our shoulders are not strong enough. Even if we say it, it will not help, only add trouble, and it will easily interfere with our practice. It's better not to say anything about what I'm thinking." Qian Yin is such a smart person. He can tell 80% to 90% of the reasons in just a few words. He looks like he's pointing the way and pretends to cough twice, "Junior brother, some things are more complicated. Learn from senior brother, after all, senior brother has been in the mountains for a long time, and he has a good grasp of what should be done and what should not be done."
Qian Yin wanted to say something else, but when he went to look again, there was no trace of Zhao Ziyang anywhere. When he turned back to look for it, he saw Zhao Ziyang squatting on the bank of the river, bored. He picked up a flat stone and floated it into the middle of the river. A dozen water splashes were made in one go.
Qian Yin closed his mouth angrily, and looked at Yun Zhong, who was stunned again, with a sad expression on his face.
During the Waking of Insects season, spring has arrived in most parts of Yizhang. Whether it is a woman in her prime years or a girl who has just arrived in her prime and has just developed some love for beauty, as long as her family is relatively well-off, she will take off her bloated cotton clothes. Putting on various kinds of ruffles that show off the waist, I walked down the street, feeling like I was stepping on the spring breeze. I really saw the orioles and swallows. Their green clothes and red sleeves were even brighter than the red flowers and green willows in spring.
This is especially true in Chatang County. Chatang is famous for producing high-quality green tea. However, the word "tang" is not Begonia, but refers to the women in Chatang County's skirts and pink faces. They complement each other and look like the charming branches. of spring begonia.
In the territory of Yizhang, although there are many flowers to dazzle the eyes, the beauty, eyes, ears and temples of the woman falling into the tea tree are the most soul-destroying.
These words came from the mouth of a scribe from the former dynasty. At first, he was accused of being romantic and immodest. But when the literati gradually became famous and entered Chatang County, they realized that this literati, who was especially powerful and generous in poetry, did not boast about it. .
Wrapped around is a cold iron pestle, and when blown by the fragrant wind, it can also be polished into an embroidery needle. No matter how dull and aloof a man is, his spine will probably soften when he steps into Chatang County. Not to mention falling drunk among thousands of flowers, he will at least feel weak at his feet.
Even when a high-ranking family welcomes a concubine or hires a maid or a maid, Chatang County is the first choice. If, during a casual conversation, they say that they have just taken in a concubine from Chatang County, they will look very polite. Light.
Today is the start of the night, and many women in Chatang County rarely go out. They put aside calligraphy, painting, weaving, and embroidery, and go out for an outing and gardening. Therefore, throughout Chatang County, there is a fragrant breeze, and the birds and birds are everywhere, and they are whispering. This has attracted many men to want to tie their eyes to a woman's skirt, take a look at her beautiful feet and pink face, and feel so tight.
"May I ask this girl, how far is it from Nangong Mountain?" On the street, an old man who had just entered the city gently grabbed the cuff of a graceful girl and said with an honest smile.
Although the woman had a gentle temperament, she still disliked the old man with a face full of ravines. She pulled back her sleeves without leaving a trace and said, "I don't know where Nangong Mountain is. Yizhang is quite big, so the name of Nangong Mountain is I've never heard of it, so why don't you go and ask elsewhere, maybe you can find out what's going on."
After saying that, he turned around and left, not wanting to stay for a moment.
The old man touched his nose and sighed, "Today's little girls only know how to look at skin. Go back thirty or fifty years, old man, I was also a suave and handsome young man, but now I am shunned. It's sad." "
"The world is so cold."
After saying that, the old man shook his head, but then looked at the girl's back with a pair of ruthless eyes.
It is not as good as the flat peach in the sky.
ps: This chapter has a bit of flavor, please take your time and taste it ~
