Creaking, creaking——
In the small courtyard in the remote alley, there is still the sound of old wood being overwhelmed.
The night terror hall almost shook the bed, and he racked his brains to say some dirty words that he felt were shameless.
The cold and charming heroine was still biting her lower lip, staring at the Night Terror Hall with tearful eyes, just not willing to let outsiders hear her unbearable moans.
But with the double torture of obscene words and hands and feet, her expression changed obviously. Her face was hot, her breathing was very unsteady, and beads of sweat appeared on her forehead.
Outside the room, the only things that could be heard were the shaking of the old bed and the night terrors in the hall.
But fortunately, the acting skills of Night Terror Hall were so good that the police officers outside finally let down their guard and whispered again:
"He looks like a human and has a pretty mouth... What does 'Don't stick at the back door' mean?"
"I'll show you the advanced marksmanship of taking the back route another day. It doesn't matter, let's go, let's go..."
…
Tread——
After two soft sounds over the wall, the courtyard became completely quiet.
In a closed room.
Ye Jingtang secretly breathed a sigh of relief, turned his head to look at the window, and listened carefully.
The woman's original cold complexion was long gone, and turned into rosy, white and translucent, with beads of sweat hanging on her forehead, and her beautiful peach blossom eyes were crystal clear.
The whole cheek was filled with blood, and now she looked even more breathtakingly beautiful, just like a beautiful girl from the Heavenly Palace after being exposed to the brilliance.
The woman looked at the handsome side face close at hand, and she didn't know if it was because she had been embarrassed and angry for too long. At this time, she was a little bit "angry". She only felt hot and stuffy in her body. Most of the cold poison in her body had obviously subsided, but she was still worse than before. Unable to exert any strength, he gasped for breath, and there was a sense of exhaustion in his eyes.
"You...ah~..."
After the officer left, the woman was about to ask a question when she noticed the little thief's hand moved.
Just now I had no choice but to act on the occasion, I can still explain it, but this time it is true!
And no one outside listened. The woman's psychological defense was gone, and instead she screamed, sobbing.
She never dreamed that she could make such a 'shameful' sound. She quickly covered her mouth and stared at the man above her with murderous intent in her eyes:
"you……"
Ye Jingtang turned around and said inexplicably:
"Can't let go? Then I can hold it again?"
Women are not soft persimmons. The soft sword at the waist was suddenly unsheathed, giving off a cold light.
Ye Jingtang reacted very quickly, jumped out directly, landed in the house, and held the handle of the knife:
"What do you want to do? Kill people and kill people...cross rivers and burn bridges?"
The woman pointed her soft sword at Ye Jingtang, her eyes filled with indignation:
"Shameless little thief..."
"Xia Xia, you don't know which one of us is the thief?"
Ye Jingtang looked at the pear blossoms and the rain, even his anger had a different kind of beauty on his cheeks:
"Otherwise, how can you guarantee that the officers and soldiers will not come to check on your appearance and injuries? You know that you are in danger, but you still refuse to speak out. Do you want to worry me to death?"
The woman's eyes were cold, but she couldn't suppress the hesitation deep in her eyes:
"I know you're just acting on occasion, but you... you're really acting like you're pretending! Taking advantage of others' danger..."
Ye Jingtang asked back: "You won't cooperate with me when I'm pretending to be a real person. How can you cooperate with me when I'm making a show? Don't you have a daughter? You don't know how to act in this show? It's the same as before when you were doing things, you would tilt your head and close your eyes. Don’t you even hum?”
When the woman faced this kind of 'foul words', her eyes became even more ashamed and angry:
"You are shameless!"
Ye Jingtang looked dissatisfied: "You asked me to cover up just now, and I risked my life to help you. Then you scolded me for being shameless after the official left? If you cooperate with me in times of danger, can I touch you?"
"..."
The woman stared at Ye Jingtang, but she also understood that he was telling the truth. After clenching her silver teeth for a long time, she slowly put down the soft sword:
"For the sake of your help, I...I will spare you this time..."
Only then was Ye Jingtang satisfied, and came to the bed:
"You said you would teach me martial arts, teach me."
?
The woman raised her eyes, full of anger:
"You are so frivolous to me, I don't care, but you still..."
"Frivolous? Do you think I'm happy with it? I haven't said you took advantage of me yet."
Ye Jingtang was unhappy when he saw that the other party wanted to default on his debt. He picked up a small mirror from the bedside and reflected their faces in it:
"See for yourself, which one of us is better looking? Do I have to risk my life and fortune for you?"
?
The woman may have never been belittled for her beauty. She obviously felt ridiculous hearing this, but then she looked at her reflection in the mirror:
She had been tortured just now, her hair was messy, her face was stained with tears, and she was angry. No matter how good her foundation was, she was not half as stunning as usual at this moment.
As for the little thief next to him, he has sword-shaped eyebrows, starry eyes, and majestic weapons. From his facial features to his temperament, he is impeccable...
Birdie, who had been hiding under the bed for a long time, came out to act as a referee. He stood between the two and looked around for a long time, then pointed at the young woman with his wings:
"grumble."
I mean, Little Watermelon Sister is pretty.
?
Night Terror Hall found out that the little stupid bird was causing trouble and was immediately speechless.
The woman understood what Niao Niao meant, and there was a hint of pride flashing in her eyes. However, after such an interruption, she insisted that this handsome little thief was taking advantage of her beauty, and she felt a little lacking in confidence, so she said coldly:
"This matter... I will just pretend that this matter never happened, and you are not allowed to say anything about it, otherwise even the gods will not be able to protect you."
Seeing that the young woman was not unreasonable, Ye Jingtang threw the mirror aside and straightened her clothes.
The woman turned her eyes away, wrapped herself in a thin quilt, and quietly straightened her messed up clothes. However, she suddenly discovered that the roots of her legs seemed to be soaked with sweat...
It doesn’t seem like sweat…
Ye Jingtang looked at the young woman's face turning red, her eyes sometimes angry and sometimes ashamed. Naturally, she understood what was going on, and thought to herself: "You can do this just for fun, but you can't do it with water..."
After saying this, he was determined to fight to the death. Ye Jingtang didn't say much, buttoned up his robe and asked:
"It's okay now. It's time for you to explain the matter clearly, right? Who are you? What have you committed?"
The young woman was a little confused. She straightened her clothes quietly and said coldly:
"My name is Luo Ning. You know that there is no good in the rest. I came to Beijing this time just to rescue a friend from the Jianghu. At noon, I was exploring in the black office. I accidentally triggered a trap and was poisoned by poisonous smoke. In order to avoid Bai Wuchang's pursuit, I Hiding here..."
When Ye Jingtang heard this, he was a little surprised - the black police officers usually go out in pairs to do errands, and the six strongest chief arresters are called the "Six Evils" by the people in the world. They are named after ghosts and are divided into :
The iron arm is impermanent, the ghost shadow is impermanent, the vajra bull head, the silver hooked horse face, the white-haired listener, and the eight-armed Ksitigarbha.
The young woman named 'Luo Ning' in front of her was able to escape while being chased by Bai Wuchang, which showed that her martial arts skills should not be underestimated.
After Ye Jingtang probably finished listening to the process, he looked around:
"Where's your girl?"
"Help me lure away the pursuers. They should be back soon. You...you'd better leave right away..."
"this is my house!"
Ye Jingtang gestured to the sheets and quilts: "The quilts I just bought yesterday are all my belongings. You took over the magpie's nest without asking me, and you got me into trouble. I haven't made it difficult for you, and you still want me to leave? Do you want to default on your debt?" Martial arts?"
Luo Ning suffered such a big loss and really didn't want to teach.
But the people in the world were promising a lot of money, and she didn’t want to owe this little thief any favors, so she stood up, stepped away, and raised her palms:
"I said I would only teach one move, and I would only teach it this time. It's up to you to remember and learn it. If you can't learn it, you're not lucky. You can't say I don't keep my word."
Ye Jingtang nodded slightly, looking attentively as he watched Luo Ning's movements.
Luo Ning raised her palms and moved them rhythmically, sometimes hugging the moon, sometimes raising them flat. Her movements were smooth and flowing. After demonstrating back and forth for a long time, she pushed forward and was done.
"Have you learned it yet?"
? ?
Ye Jingtang's eyes were filled with confusion: "Are you kidding me? Are you treating me as a three-year-old child? How can this be called Kung Fu?"
Luo Ning's face showed anger: "I have already taught you the moves..."
"What did you teach?"
"grumble."
The bird's eyes were also blank, and it waved its wings a few times to signal - wave the flower hand, who can't do this?
Luo Ning and Ye Jingtang looked at each other. Seeing that his expression didn't seem to be fake, Luo Ning's anger slowly faded away and she asked doubtfully:
"Have you never learned kung fu before?"
Ye Jingtang wanted to say that he had learned kung fu, but then he thought about it - all his adoptive father taught him were fake moves... Doesn't that mean he has never learned it?
Ye Jingtang's face softened a little, and he asked for advice seriously:
"It's true that I haven't learned real Kung Fu. Are you sure you were teaching moves just now?"
Luo Ning glanced at Ye Jingtang strangely: "I see that you have good bones and internal strength. I thought you had learned kung fu... No one taught you, how did you get to this point?"
"Run thirty miles with weights every day, lift three hundred stone locks, and do five hundred sit-ups every day..."
Luo Ning raised her finger slightly, indicating that there was no need to say more:
"Those things you said are meant to be given by someone to give you some guidance. A serious martial artist would not practice this."
"Then I am an unscrupulous warrior?"
"Um."
Luo Ning nodded like a bird, quite agreeing with this statement.
Ye Jingtang opened her mouth and asked without arguing with Luo Nuxia:
"How does a normal martial artist practice martial arts?"
"The so-called martial arts, martial arts are moves and gong is inner strength. The two complement each other. Only moves but no inner strength will always be just 'similar'; and having inner strength but no moves means that you have thousands of troops but only know how to use brute force. There is no way to attack a city without any strategy."
Ye Jingtang understood the meaning: "I feel this way, so now I am a brainless general who only knows how to run rampant? How should I practice my moves?"
Luo Ning said seriously: "The moves are a method of 'luck', not actual combat routines. Once you have mastered it and mastered both spirit and form, you will naturally understand how to use this move in actual combat. It is also a great skill that does not work. With a straight punch, others can shake the city wall, but you can't break the door panel. The difference lies in the skill behind it."
Ye Jingtang seemed to understand, raised his hands and moved slowly:
"It means that practicing slowly like this is the key to luck; when it comes to a real fight, the only thing you can do is the last push?"
"It seems I understand."
Luo Ning nodded: "This move is the first move of "Nianyun Fourteen Hands". It emphasizes softness and strength. If you can practice it to the point where the palm strikes the chest and abdomen, all the organs will be crushed but the skin will be intact. It is considered an entry point. Ordinary people can practice this. One step, at least three...three..."
Before the young woman finished speaking, she looked at the young man in black in front of her. He raised his palms and moved them back and forth. His movements were exactly the same as hers just now.
"You have a really good memory!"
Luo Ning was slightly surprised and continued to guide: "Think carefully about why there are so many movements, understand the proportion, strength, and direction of Qi and blood in each movement, and seriously understand the hidden luck method... door..."
The words stopped.
Huh...huh...
In the airtight cabin, there was a faint breeze blowing on her face, blowing the hair on the young woman's temples, and her eyes slowly changed from surprise to shock...
