Yun Zhong usually rushes into Ye Zhai's house shamelessly, and inevitably has to drink a lot of wine, especially the good wine that Ye Zhai fetched from the city's wine shop, which is often buried in a corner of the courtyard. Yun Zhong likes to drink, and Ye Zhai also doesn't hide it, but he is always a little embarrassed. After all, he is not that thick-skinned, and stealing wine in front of others is really not something he can do. However, it has been snowing recently in winter, and in the blacksmith shop Business gradually became thinner, and the salary naturally dropped, and I couldn't blame the old man.
Yun Zhong took care of the house and nursery of Ye Zhai and his wife who had not returned, and took some benefits. At least it was reasonable, but in the end he never drank too much. He just picked a jar of wine that looked the least elegant. , patted off the mud seal, and drank lightly for two or three times. The rest of the time, I still drank the strongest wine in the city. Although there was not much aroma of wine, swallowing a blunt knife with a handle that pierced my throat, and scraping my throat hurt, but it was Most convenient to keep out the cold.
Before Ye Zhai entered his mansion, he saw the arrogant and unreasonable sword spirit in the sky. He was silent for a long time and walked straight to Yunzhong's mansion. There was no padlock in front of the door, but the door was lightly covered, so he knocked on the door twice. Walk in with water and moon in mind.
After all, women are attentive. When passing by the front yard, Shuiyue accidentally saw that there was only one footprint in the courtyard of the mansion, which was deep and shallow. The rest was covered with thick and even snow. The snow had been shaking for three to five days, as if This footprint was left by Yun Zhong when he returned home for the first time in a few days. He frowned slightly. When he entered the house, he saw that the dust on the window lattice was not cleared. When he entered, most of the table furnishings were covered with dust. He sighed for no reason.
"Little brother Yun has always been a wonderful person. He may be broad-minded but not necessarily broad-minded, and may be narrow-minded but not necessarily narrow. Sometimes he is like a swordsman who soars into the clouds with pride, and sometimes he is like a dull scholar who likes to get into blind alleys. Maybe he himself can't express himself. What a temperamental person he is, but because he is mature and prudent with a hint of old age, he rarely does anything extraordinary."
Since she is the woman who is at the forefront of her family's heart, how could Ye Zhai not guess Shui Yue's concerns now? He held Shui Yue's hand with a little more strength and said with a gentle smile, "I never talk about the style of a master. Entering the Three Realms." He has never slacked off since then. It can even be said that he is a little too humble and shy. Such a person suddenly makes a move of using his sword energy to resist the winter wind. How much suppression must he have suffered and how much depression must he have accumulated before he can display such a somewhat unusual behavior. Although the method of reasoning may not necessarily remove the roots, it is not without its merits.”
"It's a pity that we still can't help with some things. We have an oar in our hands, but we can't board a boat. Although there is a saying that rabbits die and foxes share the same pain, but I have never experienced other people's hardships, so how can I say it so calmly and calmly."
Ye Zhai was stunned, and suddenly remembered that when he was still a young apprentice on Baihao Mountain, Shui Yue had ordered him to walk on the pile. However, due to Ye Zhai's age at that time, his muscles and bones were not stable. Every time he walked on the pile for a day, he would always have long and short tendons all over his body at night. It feels like someone is going to get out, sweating profusely, and rolling off the bed countless times. Therefore, I am often listless in the early morning, and the pain has not gone away, but I still have to walk around as before. But Shui Yue, who had also been practicing martial arts since childhood, only felt that Ye Zhai was tired. He said that the pain in his legs at night was just a common thing. If he really wanted to practice martial arts, it would not matter if he suffered such a small amount of pain. Because of this, Ye Zhai Zhai received many punishments. It wasn't until many years later that Shui Yue saw from an old book that Ye Zhai's muscles and bones were inherently inconvenient to move. If the foundation was not stable and the bones were moved hastily, thousands of insects would eat into the body, which was comparable to the pain of cramps and bone scraping.
Therefore, every time I see Ye Zhai's smile, I feel very distressed for no reason.
If you have not experienced the suffering of others, and have not experienced the thousands of tastes that others have tasted from beginning to end, how can you persuade others that your suffering is really not comparable to others, and there are many people in the world who have suffered the same fate as you, but others can still endure it. Come on, why do you find it difficult to bear the weight of it? It's just nonsense and nonsense.
So Ye Zhai, who was standing in front, turned around and looked at Shuiyue Noodles with relish.
The latter saw Ye Zhai looking at it non-stop and felt a little embarrassed, but then he saw Ye Zhai stretched out a finger and tapped the tip of his nose.
"Don't move, don't move, there's something on your face."
Shui Yue thought it was snowflakes falling on her face from the sky and didn't take it seriously. Unexpectedly, Ye Zhai smiled slyly and said, "It's a bit pretty."
When the two of them entered the house, Ye Zhai, who had never said many words of love, and Shui Yue, who had rarely heard of love words, were both blushing. Yun Zhong, who had heard clearly earlier, put down his book, still making the autumn yellow. Ye Zhai left the page he had not finished reading. He stood up and glanced at Ye Zhai angrily. He picked up the tea stove and refilled the tea for the two of them.
I don't know if he was really a little bit sour or if he was sincerely joking. After Yun Zhong bowed and gave up his seat, he raised his head and asked, "You two seniors look like they are happy. Why don't you tell us more?"
Shui Yue's face turned even redder, and it was rare for Ye Zhai to deal with it calmly. His face did not turn red, his heart did not beat. He took the tea cup and replied calmly, "When I go out, I see frost on the leaves and vermilion dripping, and the mountains are covered with snow. I feel naturally refreshed and energetic. It’s very good, so it’s just common sense that your skin will become more rosy.”
After all, Yun Zhong was just joking a little, and did not really feel resentful. Since he had taught him many principles and skills, and then gave him the sword box as a gift, how could he really show off his authority? What's more, in Yun Zhong's view, he was already It was quite a good thing, so I didn't say much, and just exchanged a few words. Just in time for tea to be heated by the fire, it was nice to hear about the two people's travels in the past two months. I picked up the book and asked about the doubts in the book. The three of them had a close conversation one after another. Two hours later, it was night before you knew it.
Ye Zhai also noticed that although most of Yun Zhong's recent depression had disappeared, his mind was a little anxious. He knew that he was still concerned about human affairs. Although Xiaojie was a precious place for practicing swordsmanship, he was still concerned about the crisis outside. He didn't know how to solve it, so he still spoke out. Advice, when you enter the three realms in practice, your state of mind is crucial, not to mention practicing swordsmanship here. If you are restless, with confused thoughts, worried and impatient, it is like sailing against the current. Of course, you will not make much progress, and even if you go backwards, it will be the same. Ordinary things. Since it's snowing badly today, we might as well not go to that mountain to have another sword fight and rest for a day or two before making plans.
Cultivation is nothing more than relaxing the bow string. Yun Zhong has been in the small world for more than a few months now. Although he has sought comfort several times during this period, Ye Zhai can see that the bow string in Yun Zhong's heart has never been relaxed by half, so he has This advice. Shui Yue also tried to persuade him, saying that Yun Zhong had been neglecting food and food lately, and the house was dusty. He needed to rest for two or three days before making any plans.
But Yun Zhong still picked up the square iron ruler with a depressed expression.
"It's still different."
"Now that my spiritual thoughts are here, I will probably sleep for another ten days and a half without any movement in the human world. Who knows how much trouble my senior brother will encounter."
The swordsman opens the door and closes the sword, and the wind and snow are blowing.
Ye Zhai didn't try to persuade him anymore, he couldn't help but sigh when he got up, but he still watched Yun Zhong, all green, walk out of the mansion in the glistening white snow, walking with difficulty in the wind and snow, and walked towards the distance.
The door of the blacksmith shop was closed today, and the sound of blacksmithing could still be heard coming from the backyard, which was vaguely discernible. However, most of it was swallowed up by the wind, dissipated, and fell in Yun Zhong's ears. He still picked up a box of cakes and placed it on the Outside the door of the blacksmith shop, he was afraid that the wind and snow would blow away the frozen solid, so he locked it with his inner air and slowly left.
The sound of hammering in the backyard stopped for a few breaths, and then resumed with a crisp sound.
Strange to say, with the sky like this and the river frozen, the old man rowing the boat was still waiting alone by the riverside. He only lit up the fire and boiled a pot of strong wine, but did not row the boat.
"Old man, it's windy and snowy, please go home early."
Yun Zhong's body was already tightly wrapped in snow flakes and dust, and he finally managed to get to the old man's shelter from the wind. He shook off the snow all over his body, used his slightly stiff hands to add some firewood to the old man, and looked at the old man with a half-smile.
The old man who supports the boat has always been dressed simply, but today he is very particular about his clothes. He is wearing black and green clothes with interlaced gold patterns. He is sitting upright in the wind and snow, his clothes are not stained by snow, his snow-white temples are not moving at all, and his movements are astonishing. He definitely didn't look like an ordinary old man holding a boat.
"It's not in a hurry to go back home. Why don't you see me look like a human being or a fairy?" The old man pointed at himself, smoothed the hem of his clothes very proudly, and looked at Yunzhong kindly.
But Yun Zhong avoided answering. Instead, he glanced at the two feather feathers on the old man's shoulders with a smile, and stood up to salute.
"Thank you, senior, for lending me two sword handles."
The smile on the old man's face became more and more full, as if seeing his children and grandchildren succeed, he was full of relief and felt at ease to receive this gift.
There is a record in the book collection of the mansion that there is a mountain god in the world, with sleeves of colorful clouds, clothes made of grass, and birds growing on shoulders. He never comes out for hundreds of years, and turns into an ordinary person. He has no intention of treating each other with courtesy when he meets him, and enlightens the stupid people in the world. Although he is not called Great opportunity, but virtue will take its own course.
Previously, Lord Nanyang borrowed six birds, and then borrowed two swords from the Five Mountains and gave them to Yun Zhong. However, the old man in the blacksmith shop pointed this out, broke the two swords, and returned the birds to this place. Among them, the person who benefited the most was The old man holding the boat in front of me looked very ordinary no matter how he looked.
"A man borrows clothes, and a Buddha needs gold dye. How can he be called a senior? If I have to say it, it is you, a young man, who has done your job properly, and we are able to meet you in person today."
"I'm not a very capable god. It doesn't matter if it's the land here, or a little god who has neither fame nor immortality, but I can help you in any way. At least that mountain is an eyesore for the young man. It’s not difficult to carry away the mountain.”
Yun Zhong was embarrassed and said nothing for a while.
It is indeed worth the embarrassment. Although I want to escape, in this mysterious realm, I will only encounter such an opportunity in most of my life. For Yun Zhong, who has never been blessed with much, it is natural to have difficulty in advancing and retreating.
"Senior, you might as well do me a little favor."
"It's been snowing for a few days without seeing the moonlight. I miss it so much."
The wind and snow suddenly stopped, the stars fell in the night, and the full moon hung in the sky.
The sky is filled with stars, and the most glorious one is the bullfighting.
The swordsman sitting cross-legged on the ground was instantly drained of all his energy, and he looked up at the bullfighting lights in the sky.
If you fail to learn how to read, you will lose your sword energy in fighting.
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