158 One Pick One
July 15, Baoding Li Garden, Gramophone Pavilion.
Li Fengmian lifted the wine jug, poured a full glass of wine for Jiang Xiyi, who was sitting opposite, and said softly: "I haven't seen you for three years, are you okay?" ”
Jiang Xiyi said: "Okay, everything is fine, how are you?" ”
Li Fengmian covered his lips with his hands, and after coughing lightly twice, his pale face, without a trace of blood, was flushed with some red, but this red did not make him look healthier at all, but looked more sickly. After he calmed down, he smiled bitterly at Jiang Xiyi: "It's still the same." ”
Jiang Xiyi was silent, she and Li Fengmian drank a pot of wine one by one, and none of them spoke. Both she and Li Fengmian knew that his body was not suitable for drinking so much wine, and they both knew that no one could make Li Fengmian put down his wine glass and put down the wine jug.
In this case, it is better not to mention something that is annoying or sad.
After a long time, Jiang Xiyi put down his wine glass and said, "I came to you to have something to entrust." ”
Li Fengmian smiled: "I know. ”
Jiang Xiyi said: "You know? ”
Li Fengmian said: "That's right, I know that if someone like you doesn't have something to trust, you will never come to someone else's house casually as a guest, except for the last time, you haven't come again for three years, not to mention that the last time you came was to have something to trust." ”
Jiang Xiyi lowered his head and smiled: "It seems that this is the case, can't I come because of your family's wine?" ”
Li Fengmian said with a smile: "Then our family's wine is really amazing, after three years, the aftertaste will be around your teeth, and it can still hook people." ”
Jiang Xiyi said: "In that case, why don't you fill the wine jug?" ”
Li Fengmian picked up the wine jug, put it aside, and said to the servant next to him, "Pour another pot of wine." ”
The servant picked up the flask, bowed and said, "Yes." ”
Then, with broken steps, he ran out of the pavilion with a puff of smoke.
Li Fengmian said: "What's the matter?" ”
Tianshu didn't need Jiang Xiyi's order, and directly handed out a bookcase carved from yellow rosewood, although the wood was an excellent material, but there were no patterns, just like a brick made of wood.
Li Fengmian felt that what was happening in front of him was a little familiar, picked up the bookcase, and smiled softly: "Could it be that someone asked you to send something to my son again?" ”
Jiang Xiyi shook his head and said slowly: "This time I want to ask you to help me send something to others." ”
She wanted to give it herself, not to his son.
Li Fengmian asked, "What's in here?" ”
Jiang Xiyi said: "Sword spectrum." ”
Li Fengmian continued to ask, "What kind of sword spectrum?" ”
Jiang Xiyi said: "My sword spectrum." ”
When Li Fengmian heard this, his pupils shrank, his hand holding the bookcase tightened, and he asked rhetorically, "Your sword spectrum?" ”
He couldn't believe that the thing in his hand was actually the sword book of the sword fairy, and he couldn't believe that she actually wanted to give such a thing away. If anyone in the rivers and lakes knows the origin of this sword book, I am afraid that it will be another bloody storm. Li Fengmian stared at Jiang Xiyi tightly, his eyes didn't blink, he was afraid that as long as he blinked, he would miss her movements, her expression.
Jiang Xiyi nodded lightly as before, and said, "That's right, this is my sword book." ”
Li Fengmian gasped and gently put down the bookcase, as if there were priceless treasures in it. Then he looked at Jiang Xiyi fixedly, and said word by word: "Who are you going to give your sword spectrum to?" ”
Jiang Xiyi said: "Give it to someone who should be given, maybe after the Mid-Autumn Festival, you will know it from Taixuanzhuang on the original road again." ”
Li Fengmian said: "This matter is too important, you should decide for yourself." ”
Jiang Xiyi said: "I've decided, I decided to let you help me." ”
Li Fengmian smiled bitterly: "I'm not talking about this decision. ”
Jiang Xiyi said: "But only you can help me." ”
Li Fengmian said: "Why don't you give this to others yourself?" ”
Jiang Xiyi said: "Because I can't." ”
Li Fengmian asked anxiously, "Why can't you?" ”
Suddenly, Jiang Xiyi's face showed a very complicated expression, which was made up of a mixture of many other expressions, helpless, sad, or there were other things that Li Fengmian couldn't read.
She sat there quietly, did not speak, just looked at Li Fengmian, and then let out a long sigh.
Li Fengmian sighed: "You believe me? ”
Jiang Xiyi said: "I trust you." ”
Li Fengmian asked, "Aren't you afraid that I will keep this sword book for myself?" ”
Jiang Xiyi smiled and said, "You won't." ”
Li Fengmian said: "Why wouldn't I? How many people in the world want to learn swordsmanship like yours, and I am also a person who learns swords, why don't I take it for myself? ”
Jiang Xiyi said: "Many people want to learn my swordsmanship? How did I not know? ”
Seeing her confused, Li Fengmian couldn't help but sigh, and said: "Back then, when you defeated Xu Ruoyu with a sword in Kaifeng, this incident caused an uproar in the rivers and lakes. Now that time has passed, there are constantly new people in the rivers and lakes, and these have of course become old things. ”
Jiang Xiyi asked, "How long has it been since then?" ”
Li Fengmian raised his hand and pinched his fingers to calculate, and said, "It's been about ten years, and the young men have become fathers." ”
Jiang Xiyi smiled and said, "Why haven't you been a grandfather yet?" ”
Li Fengmian also laughed, and after a while, he said again: "You haven't said yet, why are you determined to entrust the sword spectrum to me." ”
Jiang Xiyi said: "Because I believe you won't take it for yourself." ”
Li Fengmian asked, "Oh? Why are you so sure? ”
Jiang Xiyi said: "Don't say anything else, if you want it, you won't put it down just now, but you should open it immediately." By the way, when you give the sword book to someone else, don't say that it's my sword book. ”
After Li Fengmian was stunned for a moment, he smiled and said, "I thought you only understood the sword heart, not the human heart. ”
Jiang Xiyi sighed lightly: "I still don't understand people's hearts, people's hearts are too complicated." ”
She didn't say any more, and Li Fengmian didn't say any more.
The two were relatively silent, and as twilight slowly fell, the servant who poured the wine had long since returned, and then retreated.
When the last touch of sunset on the horizon was about to be depressed, and the vermilion lacquer railings in the garden were about to lose their color, Li Fengmian suddenly said: "I did this for you." ”
Jiang Xiyi said slowly: "Thank you." ”
After Li Fengmian took a deep breath, he said: "Just now I suddenly thought of one thing, when Shen Lang was crisscrossing the rivers and lakes, some people always said that they didn't know who won and who lost compared to you, and later some people said that the sword immortal used a sword, but Shen Lang never used a sword, and there was no way to compare." ”
Jiang Xiyi said: "Actually, there is a comparison. ”
Li Fengmian was surprised: "How to compare?" ”
Jiang Xiyi said: "He has been to Taixuanzhuang. ”
Li Fengmian asked, "What is the result?" ”
Jiang Xiyi smiled and did not answer.
Jiang Xiyi's sword is like a gust of wind, when the wind blows, her sword begins to move, but I don't know if it is the sword that the wind blows, or the sword that brings the wind.
Her man and her sword were swift and graceful, and as natural as the wind.
But when she actually casts it, the wind turns into a gust of wind.
Who can resist the wind when it blows? Who knows where the wind is blowing from?
When the wind sweeps across the earth, who can avoid it?
The wind is unpredictable and unpredictable, and so is Jiang Xiyi's sword.
Her sword is often able to rise out of thin air, stabbing out from the most incredible parts, and what looks like an ordinary sword can have the most incredible changes when stabbed, and there are no flaws in between changes.
This kind of swordsmanship is not easy to learn, even if Jiang Xiyi teaches Ah Fei everything, it is still very difficult, Ah Fei knows this in his heart, he has followed Jiang Xiyi for three years, his hand has become very stable, and his moves are very fast, but he is still far inferior to her.
His sword is like lightning, others only see a cold light, and the tip of his sword can pierce the place he wants to stab, the sword is light and fluttering, and it is extremely stable.
In terms of martial arts, Jiang Xiyi had to admit that Ah Fei was indeed a genius, and he had already practiced to such a level in at least three years.
When he met Jiang Xiyi, Ah Fei never thought that he would be able to practice such a magical and exquisite swordsmanship, but now he has practiced it.
With his current martial arts, with his current swordsmanship, and with the sword on his waist, it has become easy to crisscross the rivers and lakes and get ahead. As soon as he thought of these things, his blood boiled all over his body, and he couldn't sleep at night.
Ah Fei forced himself to sleep, and when he woke up, the milky white morning mist on Kunlun Mountain was disappearing, insects and birds were singing in the wind from time to time, the soil was wet with dew, and the sky on the horizon covered by endless darkness was slowly swallowed up after a hole was cut open by a kind of fish belly white full of hope.
He put on his clothes, hung his sword at his waist, washed up, and pushed the door open.
The cold wind swept through the treetops, and the fragrance of leaves hit the face.
A smile appeared on Ah Fei's face, and anyone who saw his smile would be surprised.
Because no one could have imagined that a smile would make such a big difference in a person's face.
Originally, he seemed so lonely and stubborn, making people think that he was a lone wolf.
But when the corners of his mouth smiled, his whole person suddenly changed, becoming so gentle, so kind, so cute, and very touching.
When his gaze turned a little farther away, his eyes showed a look that was akin to gratitude.
His mother had told him never to accept favors from anyone, but he knew he owed someone else.
Jiang Xiyi taught him the sword, and he was grateful to her and owed her. But the strange thing is that she never allows him to call her master, even if his swordsmanship comes from her.
Jiang Xiyi walked over slowly, and in the blink of an eye, she was still far away, and now she was standing still in the courtyard.
She spoke, "Do you remember what I said before I went down the mountain?" ”
Ah Fei said: "Yes." ”
Jiang Xiyi said: "Then you say it once, what did I say." ”
Ah Fei said: "You said that when you come back, it will be the time to test me." ”
Jiang Xiyi said: "It's good to remember, you have to remember that if you want to use all your strength to sword me today, you will treat us as strangers." ”
Ah Fei said: "Okay." ”
Jiang Xiyi said: "Prepare well, see you in the old place later." ”
Ah Fei nodded and turned around.
Jiang Xiyi looked at the back of this young man, he has grown a lot taller and changed a lot in the past three years, but what has not changed is his stubbornness, I don't know why, she has an indescribable happiness in her heart.
When Ah Fei arrived, Jiang Xiyi was already waiting there, and after he came, she didn't say a word.
Jiang Xiyi has always been very calm.
It is a lucky thing to have such a person as a master; But it is absolutely unfortunate to have such a person as an opponent.
"Only an enemy who is calm is a terrible opponent."
After Ah Fei thought of this, his hand touched and pressed the hilt of the sword.
Jiang Xiyi told her this sentence, but he still knew a lot of things, and she didn't tell him.
"If you want to survive, you have to die your enemies."
"If anyone wants you to die, you have to want him to die, and there is no choice!"
This is the law that his closest mother told him, this is the law of survival.
Ah Fei walked towards Jiang Xiyi step by step, every muscle in his body was tense, but his hands became more and more firm, and his gaze became more and more cold.
Jiang Xiyi nodded secretly in her heart, she knew that Ah Fei had entered a certain state.
She knows Ah Fei's swordsmanship very well. Maybe others will think that the terrible thing about Ah Fei's swordsmanship lies in "fast" and "ruthless", but Jiang Xiyi will never think so, she knows that the real power of Ah Fei's swordsmanship lies in "stability" and "accuracy".
As long as he struck, the tip of the sword would never be crooked, and the sword seemed to know his intentions, and every time it hit him where he wanted. Because of this, he will not make a move every time when he is at least seventy percent sure.
So Ah Fei has to wait.
Wait until the other party shows flaws, reveals weaknesses, and waits for the other party to give him a chance.
- He is more patient than most people in the world, and can wait longer, this is not taught by Jiang Xiyi, this is what nature taught him when he lived in the wilderness.
Because he knew this, of course Jiang Xiyi would not give him this opportunity.
She seemed to be standing there casually, with empty doors everywhere in her body, and Ah Fei's sword seemed to be able to pierce everywhere at will, but every place was hiding murderous intentions.
It seems that Ah Fei simply doesn't even have a chance to make a move. 166 Reading Network