Xiao Yu looked at Li Luo helplessly, with an innocent look on her face.
Li Luo curled his lips and looked at Xiao Yu, frowned, and muttered: "Hey, that's all, let's go, let's go, let's play chess, we've finished playing chess, we've been practicing, and when you master it, we can compare swordsmanship. .”
Li Luo followed Xiao Yu and Ling Xiaoyun who came over. The three of them set up the basket on the stone where the chessboard was carved yesterday and started playing chess.
Xiaoyu and Ling Xiaoyun were playing chess, while Li Luo stood aside and watched.
Ling Xiaoyun has been getting along with Xiaoyu and the others these days, and knows that although Xiaoyu looks unrestrained, he is very polite to them. He is afraid that this kid will deliberately lose to him because of what happened yesterday. The game of chess became meaningless. Both he and Feng Yi
People who like Go can't be polite to each other. Cheating is another matter.
Ling Xiaoyun then said sternly to Xiao Yu: "Xiao Yu, don't deliberately give in to me because of what happened yesterday, otherwise I will find out. It will be a long time in the future, and I will never play chess with you again."
Xiao Yu was aware of his intentions by Ling Xiaoyun, and replied angrily: "Okay, I won't let you, Uncle Ling."
After playing a game with Feng Yi yesterday, Xiaoyu gained a deeper understanding of his own 'chess moves'. At this time, his chess skills may have improved a bit.
After half an hour and a hundred steps, Ling Xiaoyun gave up and gave up.
At this time, Feng Yi yawned and came out of his thatched hut. He walked to Li Luo with big steps, pointed at the chessboard and said: "Old man Ling, with your chess skills, you can't beat this kid. You win." No way, hahaha..."
There was a burst of hearty laughter and a strong smell. Li Luo frowned and leaned against Xiao Yu, covering her nose.
Feng Yi was not surprised. After all, except for his disciple Yu Liufei, few people could stand the stench on his body, and he didn't care about others' disgusted looks.
Playing chess, practicing martial arts, eating, drinking and sleeping, eating and drinking after sleeping, this is all he has.
Sometimes, as long as someone plays chess with him, he feels as if he has fallen into meditation. He has not washed up for months and has become accustomed to it. He eats and drinks to survive, and other things seem indifferent to him.
It is better to say that he is a chess fanatic than a chess fanatic, but among the four heroes in the world, his martial arts is higher than that of the medical sage Wu Ji Taoist and the piano fanatic. Once, someone disturbed him and others at the Wangchuan River in Nanzhou. Playing chess, he defeated that person in just six moves. His tone was so arrogant that he earned the reputation of a chess madman.
And that person has indeed been a famous swordsman for a long time, but Zhang Zhiwen, the leader of the Jin Sect, one of the top ten sword sects. The Jin Sect is not ranked high among the top ten sword sects, but Zhang Zhiwen, the leader, relies on his A set of Truffle Han Sword sword skills is enough to rank among the top ten sword skills in Jianghu.
Feng Yi defeated him with the same kung fu as the black and white marbles. From then on, Feng Yi gained the reputation of a chess madman.
In fact, among the four heroes in the world, there are two saints, one is crazy and the other is crazy, and there is no one who is not obsessed with his own way.
The sword sage Duguyi is obsessed with swords, the medical sage Wuji is obsessed with medical skills and Qimen Dunjia, the piano-crazy Wei Changyin is obsessed with music, the chess madman Feng Yi is obsessed with playing chess...
Since ancient times, people who have great attainments in one area, if they are not talented, how can they be called "idiot".
Ling Xiaoyun sneered at Feng Yi's taunting and cursed: "Okay, okay, stinky old man, you are awesome, okay, come on, I'll let you go."
Feng Yi waved his hand, looked at Xiao Yu and said, "Xiao Yu, let's not play chess today."
Xiao Yu also wanted to use Feng Yi's help to understand her understanding of the 'Qi Ling Bu' Qing Gong, but at this time Feng Yi said that he couldn't play chess, and Xiao Yu asked doubtfully: "Don't play chess?"
Feng Yi took it a step further, put his hands on his hips and said, "Yes, I won't play chess."
"Come on, little girl Luo Luo, give me your sword." Feng Yi pointed at the sword in Li Luo's hand and said.
Li Luo said "hmm" and handed it over.
Feng Yi handed it to Xiao Yu and said, "Here, take it."
Xiaoyu reached out to take it and asked doubtfully: "Uncle Feng, are you...?"
Ling Xiaoyun saw Feng Yi's intention to accept a disciple, smiled and patted Xiao Yu's shoulder, saying: "Isn't the intention of this smelly old man obvious? He wants to teach you martial arts." Ling Xiaoyun gave Xiao Yu a wink.
Feng Yi took a look at Xiao Yu's posture when holding the sword. The gestures were very standard. There were calluses on his hands. He stared at Xiao Yu doubtfully and said:
"You kid can use a sword, right?"
Xiaoyu knew that Feng Yi had seen the clues in his hands. After all, people who used swords all year round would have the same posture when holding the sword and the calluses on their hands.
"Uncle Feng, to be honest, my old man taught me some basic swordsmanship, just for self-defense." Xiaoyu replied.
Feng Yi stretched out his hand a little, pulled Xiao Yu's arm, and clasped his pulse gate with his backhand. He looked at Xiao Yu suspiciously and said, "Haha, brat, you lied to me and learned a rudimentary swordsmanship? Could it be that the cocoon in the tiger's mouth is made of fire?" Made from rice?"
When Xiao Yu heard this, Zhengchou didn't know how to explain it. After listening to Feng Yi's words, he nodded hurriedly and replied: "Yes, I often work as a handyman in the tavern, and most of Dunzi's work is done by me. The cocoon in the tiger's mouth is caused by using a knife all year round."
Feng Yi felt that Xiao Yu was hiding something from him, and stared at Xiao Yu in confusion.
Xiao Yu couldn't reveal her identity as Ji Ruge yet, so she looked at Li Luo, looked at her and said, "Uncle Feng, I really don't know how to use a sword. If you don't believe me, ask Luo Luo, we are in Uncle Liu's We only met in the pub.”
Li Luo had no scheming, nodded heavily, and said to Feng Yi: "Yes, yes, Uncle Feng, don't torment Xiao Yu. If you don't want to play chess, let him practice swordplay with me. I'm going to teach him." Swordsmanship, hee hee."
Feng Yi looked at Li Luo's innocent and harmless appearance, and then he let go of his hand with doubts. He believed Xiao Yu, and then said loudly: "I'll teach you."
Ling Xiaoyun knew from one side that if this old guy wanted to accept a disciple, he had to see Xiao Yu's character first. After getting along with them for a long time, Xiao Yu respected his elders and was polite, and he was much smarter than his Liu Fei disciple. He is a good disciple, smiling meaningfully.
Li Luo looked at Feng Yi curiously and said, "Uncle Feng? Are you here to teach? Do you want to teach Xiaoyu swordsmanship?"
Hearing this, Feng Yi put his hands on his hips, nodded heavily, and replied: "Yes, I'll teach you. What do you think, kid? Are you willing to be my apprentice?"
Xiaoyu has been studying with the old man and his master since he was a child. He is very cunning. The master and the old man have long said that if you don't take advantage of it, you are a fool. As long as you can learn powerful martial arts, you have learned it. What is the difference between a master and a master? His master doesn't care about the saying in the world that he can only learn from one discipline. He can learn more.
Learn more about self-defense. As long as he lives well and can go back and give them wine money every year, that's all.
So Xiao Yu's master didn't care how many masters he had. He always felt that he was not an expert after all, and he couldn't teach Xiao Yu much of his skills. It was always good for this kid to learn more when he went out to travel around the world.
Xiaoyu looked at Feng Yi and said happily: "Uncle Feng, do you want to accept me as your apprentice?"
Feng Yi muttered: "What's wrong? It can't be done?"
Xiao Yu hurriedly bowed and saluted, and replied: "Greetings to Master."
Feng Yi laughed and said, "Yes, yes, this guy is smart, I like him."
