Xuanhe six years.
The ninth day of the twelfth lunar month.
Suitable for: offering sacrifices, praying for blessings, getting married, breaking ground, burying, seeking heirs, meeting friends.
Avoid: migration, distant return, meridians.
A sudden heavy snowfall covered the entire Cangzhou City in silver. The goose-feather heavy snow decorated the entire Cangzhou City in pure white overnight, without staining any dust.
Jiang Xiaobai was sick, a very strange disease. He was already terminally ill and there was no cure. He was lying on the bed dying, wrapped tightly in bed, with his eyes open, but he couldn't get up from the illness.
At noon.
Li Furong walked into Jiang Xiaobai's room with her body covered with scars. She grabbed Jiang Xiaobai without saying a word. While tugging on his quilt, she said, "Get up quickly. Master has something to do with you."
"Alas... alas... What are you doing? Men and women are not close to each other. I am sick. Do you know that sick people have privileges? They don't get up or work. When you eat, you bring it to my bed. If it's convenient for you, I'll visit you. It will be even more perfect if you feed me a head." Jiang Xiaobai grabbed the quilt tightly.
Li Furong didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but when I asked you to get up, you looked like you would rather die than obey, what kind of ghost are you?
"If I can't afford it, I'll have to force myself." Li Furong said fiercely.
Use force?
Listen, this is what people say.
Come on, wait and use force.
"Be more reserved and ladylike. My illness will probably not be cured throughout the winter until spring next year." Jiang Xiaobai protected the quilt wrapped around him like a hungry dog protecting its food.
Yes, this disease is called "lazy". Once contracted, it is difficult to cure.
"Hey, Xiaobai, tell me, is it too late for me to betray my master now?" Li Furong simply sat on the bed with a look of grievance.
Jiang Xiaobai was startled and looked at Li Furong. He was immediately happy again. He saw Li Furong with a bruised nose and swollen face. There were even a few shocking footprints on her snow-white clothes.
"You...you were robbed, why were you beaten so badly?" Jiang Xiaobai asked knowingly and gloating.
"Not Master yet? Why didn't you tell me that Master has a habit of beating people? He may even be addicted to beating people." Li Furong felt aggrieved. The dignified elder of the Taoist Ancestral Court of Xiaoyao Mountain had never been so miserable, let alone being sent to her door by herself. Beaten.
"I have warned you a long time ago that the king cannot see the king, and the sword cultivator cannot see the sword cultivator, but you don't listen!" Jiang Xiaobai blamed the blame. He had explicitly hinted at this matter before, and had mentioned it to Li Furong, but Li Furong didn't see the coffin. If I don’t shed tears, this god can’t help me.
"Then can you make it more obvious? Now I understand what Master means. With the status of master and apprentice, there is really no pressure to beat him." Li Furong is a little blue and thin, like a mushroom.
"Hehe..." Jiang Xiaobai gloated.
Li Furong suddenly turned her gaze to Jiang Xiaobai, full of malice.
"What are you going to do? Don't do to others what you don't want others to do to you. I'll sue you for intentional injury." Jiang Xiaobai suddenly felt a chill on his back.
Without him, I knew Li Furong's urine properties very well.
"Bang...bang..."
The sound of the earth shaking and the mountains shaking could be heard in the room, as well as Jiang Xiaobai's screams.
Do unto others, do not impose on others?
I am a Taoist, not a Confucian. Even if I enter the Confucian school, my time is still short, and my husband has not taught me the lesson of doing what one does not want others to do.
…
The disease comes like a mountain falling, and the disease goes away like a thread spinning.
Jiang Xiaobai's laziness finally got the right treatment, and the prescription was Li Furong's fist.
It's snowing heavily.
That guy was in the old Ah Si sword-making shop, and now the Ah Si blacksmith shop is forging agricultural tools for the beginning of spring. Because of the heavy snow that closed the mountains, the other two guys didn't come to work today.
Jiang Xiaobai and Li Furong walked out of the door together. As soon as he stepped out with sleepy eyes, the clerk came up to him and asked in a low voice: "Little shopkeeper, tell me, has the big shopkeeper seen the immortal?"
Jiang Xiaobai glanced at him sideways, a little impatiently, and said, "Weren't you here to listen yesterday? Why are you asking me!"
"I heard it, but when I woke up the next day, I forgot about it. Do you think it's strange?" the guy said a little depressed.
It’s not surprising, the secrets that senior brother said yesterday are related to the entire Feng Ling world. This guy is not a monk. Hearing it will only increase the panic and will not help. Therefore, Swordman Asi used a secret method to interfere with his memory.
"Little shopkeeper, you should speak up!" Seeing that Jiang Xiaobai didn't speak, the waiter urged him, but suddenly he realized, "I know, it was the shopkeeper who stole my memory with the immortal's secret method. It's really good." means."
When he thought like this, his mind moved slightly and he said: "Little shopkeeper, you said, let the big shopkeeper teach me the swordsmanship. I won't hit the target."
Jiang Xiaobai finally turned around, looked at the guy, and said, "Can you remove the fine print? I used to call him the shopkeeper. Also, I'm not your father. How do I know if I'm successful? You ask your senior brother yourself. And Don’t I want to learn?”
That makes sense.
The waiter thought about it for a moment and said, "Fortunately, the shopkeeper is not my father. My father, the grass on the grave is three meters high. Just ask yourself, hum!"
The little guy is a little arrogant.
Not long after, the swordsman Asi came out of the inner hall. He first cast his eyes on Li Furong and said, "Disciple, go practice your sword first. I'll check it out later. If you haven't improved, I'll give you another beating."
Li Furong looked bitter and boarded the pirate ship. Sword-crazy Ah Si was indeed a sword-crazy and didn't know how to show mercy to women. Even a beautiful woman like me would be beaten as easily as she asked.
When he thought like this, he had already run away.
"Xiaobai, you will also learn swordsmanship from me in the future." Swordman Asi walked over and said to Jiang Xiaobai.
"Me?" Jiang Xiaobai was shocked for a moment and declined politely: "I don't have any weapons at my disposal."
How could such a poor excuse fool Swordsman Ah Si? He immediately threw his black iron heavy sword to Jiang Xiaobai and said: "This sword has been with me for many years, but now I have no use for it." , and passed it on to you.”
Jiang Xiaobai's expression turned bitter, alas, he can't escape the fate of being beaten, but people have to fight against fate. He immediately said: "Senior brother, you don't know, who dares to teach me magic and magical powers? I can’t control the spiritual energy in my body!”
Little did he know that Ah Si said confidently: "I have a countermeasure for this. From now on, you can practice your sword outside the city."
What?
It's freezing and snowy, you want me to practice outside the city?
"If you destroy the mountains, City God and Land will be held accountable." Jiang Xiaobai said.
"Do they really dare to come to me to hold me accountable?" Ah Si asked.
Forehead?
Indeed, I don’t dare, there’s nothing wrong with it.
"Big shopkeeper, let's see if I have any talent. I think my understanding is also very good. Can you teach me too? Teaching one person is teaching, and teaching a whole nest is also teaching!"
While talking, the guy picked up a wooden stick and danced a few lame moves in the snow, posing in a way that felt good about himself.
Jiang Xiaobai covered his face, he had no face to look at, it hurt his eyes!
