Maybe today is Saturday afternoon, and the door of the Children's Palace is much more popular than last time, and it can even be described as a sea of people.

Bei Chaoyang rested in place for about ten minutes, hung the bamboo knife back on his waist, thought about it, and put it in his hand again.

Although this bamboo knife is made of bamboo and has no lethal power, in order to prevent bumping into others and causing others to be unhappy, it is better to let it go.

walked to the gate of the Children's Palace, and unsurprisingly stopped the staff again.

Although there are more people in the Children's Palace, Bei Chaoyang came to the knife activity room of the Children's Palace with the memory of the last time.

I don't know why, this time the strong man of the iron tower saw that his eyes had changed, and he vaguely felt that his eyes were dodging, could it be that they knew about the mutations in his body?

Bei Chaoyang was about to talk, but the strong man of the iron tower directly bent his waist at ninety degrees, stretched out his hand and made a gesture to invite me inside, and said very politely: "The master has been waiting inside for a long time." ”

"Hey, wait, you ......"

Bei Chaoyang was surprised and didn't know what to say.

You are a strong man of more than 1.9 meters, is it necessary to respect me so much, I always feel inexplicably afraid.

"Please come in. ”

The tower-like man was still hunched over.

Bei Chaoyang saw that many people around him had already looked at this curiously, and had to suppress his doubts and walk into the activity room.

Different from the last time, this time the activity room was very quiet, last time more than a dozen children did not come this time, the bamboo knives made of plastic were neatly placed on the shelves on the side, wiped clean, reflecting a faint white light.

The short old man was sitting cross-legged on the sponge floor at the moment, and there were two bowls of cyan porcelain bowls on the small table in front of him.

"You may be seated. ”

The dwarf old man smiled faintly and held out a hand forward.

Bei Chaoyang looked around uncomfortably, and after making sure that he was the only one around, he slowly sat down cross-legged.

"Eh, why didn't you have students here today, shouldn't there be more people on Saturday?"

Suddenly, the tower-like strong man who was standing outside the door walked into the activity room, took out a remote control-like device and pressed it, the originally transparent glass was covered by the iron sheet that slowly descended from the wall, and the light in the activity room dimmed, and soon became pitch black.

Only to hear the sound of another button, the ceiling of the activity room lit up, and Bei Chaoyang was able to see everything clearly.

"Hey, what's ......"

Bei Chaoyang jumped up in fright.

"Please have tea. ”

The old man interrupted Bei Chaoyang's questioning and pointed to the porcelain bowl on the table.

Bei Chaoyang had no choice but to suppress the doubts in his heart, sat down cross-legged again, picked up the cyan porcelain bowl in front of him and took a cursory look, and found that the tea did not have any color, and put it on the side of his nose and smelled it, but there was no taste.

"Please have tea. The short old man repeated.

"Anyway, this tea won't be poisonous. ”

North Chaoyang muttered quietly.

In line with the idea that he looked like he had been locked up and couldn't run away anyway, and the tower-like strong man saw that he was not his opponent when he saw that he was not his opponent, and if they wanted to harm themselves, there was no need to be so troublesome, Bei Chaoyang took the tea and drank it down, and then his face changed greatly, and he almost spit it out again.

"It's so bitter, it's bitter - it's bitter, what kind of tea is this, why is it so bitter. ”

After a long time, Bei Chaoyang eased up a little, and his tongue was still astringent, and he felt that it was a little difficult to speak.

I remember when I was a child, I used to mistakenly eat the yellow lotus brought back by my father, and I felt this way when I was so bitter that tears were about to fall, thinking that it was the most bitter thing in the world, but I didn't expect this tea to be more bitter.

If the old man doesn't say it's tea, it's not too much to say it's poison.

"The bitterness is sweet, and the weather is sunny after the rain. ”

The short old man still smiled lightly, there was no mockery in his eyes, but he picked up the porcelain bowl in front of him and shook it gently.

"It's not bitter, you won't know what sweetness is, it's not raining, you won't care if the weather is clear, this is what people often say, there is black, there is white, the old man's name, Eida ——— Ichiro. ”

"Why doesn't it rain, there is black before it is white, then again, can you drink this tea?"

Bei Chaoyang looked at the short old man in front of him angrily, and mocked.

"Of course. ”

Eida Ichiro picked up the porcelain bowl unhurriedly and took a sip slowly.

Bei Chaoyang looked at the short old man who called himself Eida Ichiro, and after making sure that he didn't change color after taking a sip of tea, he couldn't help but ask:

"Hey, how do I know if your cup is tea or something else. ”

"If you don't believe me, take a sip and try it. ”

Eida Ichiro handed the porcelain bowl forward.

"Forget it, I believe it, you better drink it yourself. ”

Bei Chaoyang looked at the colorless tea, and recalled the feeling that the stomach acid was about to vomit out just now, and he really couldn't raise any guts, so he shook his head again and again.

"But why are you locking me up, just so I can have a cup of tea?"

"Shut up, no, no, no, I just don't want our words to spread outside, these iron sheets are soundproof, as long as the decibels do not exceed eighty, there will be absolutely no sound outside. ”

Eida Oziro said.

"Hah, is it necessary?"

North Chaoyang doesn't believe it.

"Of course. ”

Eida Oichiro put down the porcelain bowl and said.

When the strong man in the iron tower on the side saw Eida Ichiro put down the porcelain bowl, he immediately trotted over, knelt down at the small table, picked up the teapot and raised it high, and then tilted it slightly.

The hot tea soup poured down from the spout on the high place and fell into the cyan porcelain bowl, without spilling a drop of tea.

"Raise the pot and rush high, such a pouring method, will make the fragrance of the tea soup lose and increase the foam, thereby affecting the color and fragrance of the tea soup, so the world will try to make the teapot spout close to the porcelain bowl, so as not to splash out the height of the tea soup is the best. ”

In the surprised eyes of the northern chaoyang, Eida Oghiro said slowly.

"But in the world of tea ceremony in our island country, there was once a predecessor who created a new precedent, although raising the pot of high chong will cause the color and taste of tea to dissipate, but the true color of the tea is retained in the water of high chong, so that it maintains the essence of tea, and it is like tea does not forget its original intention. ”

At the same time as Eida Oghiro spoke, gradually, the tea filled seven-tenths of the porcelain bowl, and the tower-like strong man immediately stopped and slowly put down the teapot.

"Pouring tea is only seven points full, leaving three points for each is human favor, this is one of the tea ceremonies of your Heavenly Dynasty. ”

As Eida Ichiro spoke, he stretched out a hand in a 'please' gesture.

"Please, little friend, this is the second cup. ”

Only then did Bei Chaoyang realize that the tower-like strong man just now was pouring tea for his porcelain bowl, and secretly said that it was not good.

"Well, forget about the tea, you just want me to tell me what to say directly, no need to beat around the bush. ”

"After drinking tea, the old man will make it clear to you. ”

"Can you stop drinking, it's too bitter. ”

Bei Chaoyang made a bitter face.

"Please, little friend. ”

Eida Ichiro's face remained unchanged, and he was still smiling harmoniously, and those who didn't know thought that this old man was Beichaoyang's own grandfather.

Bei Chaoyang glanced at the strong man in the iron tower who was kneeling and bowing his head, and secretly cursed in his heart that the old man in front of him was sick, and then unwillingly picked up the porcelain bowl, hesitated, and drank it all again.

Long pain is better than short pain, die and die!

Bei Chaoyang was ready to spit it out, but found that the tea at the entrance was unexpectedly sweet and refreshing, as if this was not drinking tea, but drinking in the forest stream and the snow spring of the Tianshan Mountains.

"How?"

"It's delicious, can you have another drink. ”

After Bei Chaoyang finished drinking, he was reluctant to look at the teapot.

"It's delicious, hehe, do you know what to call this tea?"

Eida Ichiro couldn't see the desire of the northern sunrise, and said with a smile.

"What's the name?"

Bei Chaoyang asked subconsciously.

"Dead Wood Spring, its signature is the same as one of the first-class factions of my sword path, and it belongs to the killing move of Jedi counter-killing. ”

Eida Oziro said.

"Dead wood in spring... Listening to what you just said, are you islanders?"

Bei Chaoyang asked silently.

"Yes, I am. ”

Eida Oghiro nodded, looked at the strong man of the iron tower who was kneeling beside him, and said, "But my apprentice is not, he is from your Heavenly Dynasty." ”

Bei Chaoyang squinted at the strong man in the iron tower and said in a low voice, "Hey, what's your name?"

The strong man of the iron tower was stunned for a second, bowed his head and said respectfully: "Li Huoshan." ”

"Volcano, go get a bamboo knife. ”

Eida Oziro said.

"Yes, master. ”

After Li Huoshan clenched his fists, he got up and walked to the shelf where the plastic bamboo knife was hung.

"What are you doing, what are you doing with a knife?"

Bei Chaoyang squinted his eyes and asked.

Eida Ichiro cleared his throat and continued:

"Dissatisfied with the little friend, you said, the old man has already seen your muscles and bones yesterday......"

"Seeing that I have peculiar muscles and bones, a good face, and a once-in-a-century martial arts talent, do you want to teach me some peerless martial arts, so that I can save the world?"

Bei Chaoyang interrupted the old man with a smile.

"Eh, how do you know, but it's not to teach you peerless martial arts, but sword skills, and there are no peerless sword skills, which belong to the thirteen sword schools of our island country, as long as you practice these schools and cooperate with your strength, not to mention saving the common people, but it is enough to dominate one side in the future. ”

For the first time, Eida Ichiro looked at Bei Chaoyang with a surprised expression, and nodded appreciatively.

"Please, isn't it, old man, don't all those fools on TV act like this, I don't know? And it's the twenty-first century, in the world of hot weapons, can I just dominate one side with a knife and a knife technique?"

Bei Chaoyang patted the bamboo knife on his waist, recalled the scene of being threatened in the afternoon, and laughed self-deprecatingly:

"What's more, it's still very troublesome to buy a real knife now, you have to go to the police station to do real-name registration, let alone dominate the bamboo knife, sometimes you can't save yourself. ”

"Get up, the sword skills I teach you are different from ordinary knife skills. ”

Eida Oghiro shook his head, denied Bei Chaoyang's opinion, slowly stood up, turned his back to North Chaoyang, and said calmly:

"And you, little friend, are not the same as ordinary people. ”

"Do you want to start now, but I still want tea. ”

Bei Chaoyang smiled for a while, and found that Eida Ozhiro didn't seem to be joking with him, so he couldn't help but be curious:

"Eh, do you really want to teach me swordsmanship, I didn't pay for it, and besides, don't you admit students over the age of twelve? ”

"I still owe that old madman a favor, oh, don't look at the old man so confused, it's the fortune teller you said in your mouth, the old man owes him a favor, so I'll teach you the knife skills, Xiaoyou, get up." ”

Eida Ichiro took the bamboo knife in Li Huoshan's hand, and his eyes sharpened, like a sword out of its sheath.

"By the way, I missed a little bit just now, and the surrounding iron sheets can not only keep our words from being known to the outside world, but also block the outflow of the sword skills I taught you. ”

Seeing Eida Oghiro posing with a short plastic bamboo knife in his hand, Bei Chaoyang squinted, slowly stood up and took a few steps back, placing the bamboo knife on his waist.

"Old man, how are you going to teach me swordsmanship?"

"Actual combat first, the old man wants to see your foundation!"

Eita's voice was steady.

"Actually, follow me?"

Bei Chaoyang looked suspiciously at Li Volcano on the side.

"Is it okay for your master?"

Li Huoshan nodded: "You can do your best, the master is a master of swordsmanship in the island country, and he is also the founder of many swordsmanship schools." ”

If you were powerful when you were young, you may not be powerful now, so let's use a little bit of strength to save face.

Bei Chaoyang looked at the old man in front of him who was less than one meter six tall, muttered in his heart, slowly bent down, and lightly rested his right hand on the handle of the knife.

"I'm ready. ”

Seeing this, Li Huoshan took a few steps back, raised his hand high, and then suddenly fell.

"Ready, out!"

"Focus. ”