Martial arts are almost practiced, if you talk about the enemy, I am afraid that I have no experience at all, and I have seen the use of martial arts, so Zhai Lao and that Fang Qinghan know how to do martial arts, and the rest, if they are not Muggles, they should all be pretended, he himself is a new generation of civilized people, and he can't just leave the eaves on the street and walk on the wall

Ji Ge cleaned up the mess on the table and followed Zhai Chunqiu into the backyard. Baidu search literature network, more good free reading.

The backyard is empty, and everything is simple. The fine white sand laid under his feet, with a landing platform on the left and a sword base on the right, on which are placed all kinds of weapons.

On weekdays, Zhai Chunqiu teaches light body kung fu, aiming to run easily when the enemy is disadvantaged, and he doesn't like to use these heavy weapons, so he is mostly used to using his own sword.

Zhai Chunqiu was dressed in a black wide robe, his beard and hair were all white, and he stepped on the sand with his bare feet, and the momentum of the whole person was instantly tightened, and the sleeves were fluttering, and there was no wind automatically.

Jig also moved his fists and feet, took off the sword wrapped in strips of cloth behind his back, and waited for the battle.

"Here we go."

Zhai Chunqiu's figure had already moved as he spoke. The small broken steps seemed to be slow, but the attack in his hand was extremely fast, leaving only the phantoms behind him to overlap. The ankles were covered with fine sand one after another, as if they were riding in the dust, and the distance of three feet was only three breaths, and the two were only three inches apart from each other.

Jige's figure flickered, and he didn't hesitate, his body slid back two steps, his feet swept from the sand, and the sand and dust were raised, Zhai Chunqiu immediately covered his face with his sleeves, but he didn't want to just make a false move, Jige smiled proudly, and quickly slashed out with his sword.

Zhao Chunqiu closed his sleeves and waved, and his palm hit Shan Yi's abdomen like a knife, Ji Ge could only retract his sword to defend, seeing that one blow could not be achieved, he quickly withdrew the long sword, and the wind was gusting, and he stabbed three swords in a row from Zhai Chunqiu's body, the sword was swift and the angle was weird, so that he had no way to retreat.

Zhai Lao also snorted coldly, there was no different color in his eyes, as if he had already expected the momentum of his sword, and when he received the white blade with his empty hand, he stopped the sword with two fingers of his right hand, and his left hand circled his right arm, and shook his armpit with his palm.

Jige immediately felt pain, snorted, and his body shook out two meters away.

"Again."

As soon as Zhai Chunqiu's palm was retracted, he took the lead, and the toes were already flying into the air, and he stretched out his sleeves and robe with both hands, and he flew in the air, like a flying immortal outside the sky.

It seems that Zhai Lao is really moving, Ji Ge's eyes flashed, and his pupils began to dilate, which is a manifestation of his concentration, Zhai Chunqiu's figure in his eyes is getting closer and closer, and his gesture of holding the sword has begun to change slowly.

Zhai Chunqiu's figure flashed again and again, the momentum was violent, the palm hidden in the sleeve robe secretly accumulated, and Jige's sword also began to change from left to right, back and forth.

Gig only felt déjà vu, but he couldn't remember when he had ever made such a move, and his eyes were locked.

Zhai Chunqiu's eyes were even more shining, his expression was a little excited, looking at Ji Ge's sword moves changing back and forth, observing for a long time, and finally his face was happy, and he came from the air with the palm wind, and the success or failure was judged by one blow.

The wind whistled in his palm, making Jige's cheeks ache, and Jig was staring at him intently, a seemingly slow blow, but with countless tricks, he had to find the flaws in it.

Fighting the enemy with his hands, the advantage is that he is flexible and changeable, and he can often change his killing moves in a moment, and Zhai Chunqiu has already practiced Gangfeng, and at this moment, the enemy will come out to cover his ears and eyes, which is even more complicated and unpredictable.

The palm technique has arrived in front of him, and the wind is gusting, but Jige still hasn't been able to find the flaw, and sighs, he has already lost.

Zhai Chunqiu's face was solemn and engrossed, as if he was facing a peerless master, and he was already relieved the moment he saw Ji Ge's body exuding decline.

At the moment, he was about to withdraw his palm, but the face of the person in front of him was calm, his right hand took out the sword, and he held a sword flower in front of his chest, and then rotated around in his palm, and around his left hand from behind, he pulled a sword flower in a row, and the hand was even faster, and in the blink of an eye, there were also two sword flowers standing proudly in front of him, bright and crystalline.

Zhai Chunqiu asked himself who was against the enemy in his life, Cangshan was a sword master and Leng Qin, the double sword heir of the Emei Sword Sect, all of them were unique people with swords, and their swordsmanship was perfect, and they could hold seven sword flowers in a row, compared to the two in front of them, they were unique in their exquisiteness and gorgeousness, but they were less flexible.

Two plain and unpretentious sword flowers, like lotus flowers, were fixed in front of Jige's body, and the sword flowers were shining with white light.

At this time, he was closing his eyes, his face was serene, as if he was asleep, but the movements in his hands were unabated, the sword returned to his right hand and placed it in front of him, holding two sword flowers, and his left hand stretched out two fingers in the middle of the food, which was slowly led from the tip of the sword from the swallowing end, the scabbard had not yet been taken off, and the white light had bloomed on the cloth strip, and the entire backyard was flooded with white light. Baidu search literature network, more good free reading.

The light around Jig dimmed, and his body went limp.

Someone was slapping in the face, with a slight pain and a crackling in the ear.

"Hey, boy, wake up, it's okay"

When Gig opened his eyes, it was already nightfall.

Zhai Chunqiu was slapping his cheek with his big hand in embarrassment, his black robe was already tattered, revealing his bruised arms and thin knees, and there were still a few blood marks on his face, his expression was sluggish, and his face was haggard.

Ji Ge got up and grabbed his arm, looked at his clean clothes, compared Zhai Chunqiu's outfit again, shook his head and said, "I'm fine, but you, but it seems to have been devastated." ”

Zhai Lao was spitting on the side, and he didn't squeak for a long time.

"Did something happen to you" Ji Ge thought about Zhai Lao's volley blow before, and said with concern: "It won't be you who made that kind of mistake in the end?"

The more Ji Ge thought about it, the more he felt that it made sense, he had already fainted in fright, and Zhai Lao's momentum naturally would not fall with a blow, but in the end, he fell short, he couldn't stop the offensive, and his internal force was disordered, and he was so embarrassed by his internal force.

"Uncle Zhai, you should rest early, I see that your injury is not light."

Jige held his arm, his words were concerned, seeing that he looked miserable, how could he still be as radiant as before, he turned his head and said a little unbearable.

"You" Zhai Chunqiu couldn't help but laugh when he saw him, and he was suddenly a little annoyed, and when he raised his arm, he felt a sharp pain, and immediately hissed coldly and kept silent.

"It's me who is not good." Ji Ge knocked a brain melon on his head, supported him with both hands, and said with a smile: "Uncle Zhai, you better rest early, I'll buy you some medicine in the evening." ”

"You, you, I'm not going to take you." Zhai Chunqiu couldn't cry or laugh, and followed him into the room.

After serving Zhai Chunqiu and lying down, he asked a few medicinal herbs, and Ji Ge got up and went to buy medicine.

Zhai Chunqiu was lying on the bed, but his heart couldn't calm down for a long time, he touched a simple bronze mirror in his arms, and kept imagining in his mind the style of Ji Ge leading the sword with his hand.

At that time, the two sword flowers stood side by side, but they could stay on the sword body, which was really unprecedented, the sword flower was a mirror flower and water moon, fleeting, his sword flower could exist in front of him, and then the power of the sword flower explosion was even more overwhelming, and the dragon chant was raging, as if he wanted to destroy all the tangible things in front of him before he stopped.

The situation was dangerous, if it weren't for the bronze mirror in his arms that resisted the fatal blow, he was afraid that he would have died on the spot.

Could it be that this is the second son's famous stunt?

Although Zhai Chunqiu has never fought with the second son, he has also heard a lot of his deeds, he became famous at a young age, and killed the enemy in the wilderness. Such a young hero will be respected wherever he goes, and Zhai Chunqiu is naturally among them. So when Fang Qinghan said that Shan Yi had amnesia, Zhai Chunqiu took him in without thinking.

If Ji Ge spent the rest of his life honestly, Zhai Lao would naturally let his freedom go and ignore him, but since that night when Ge went out to find Qing Yue'er, he knew that he would definitely help him.

He felt that he had made the right bet, that with such a stunt, and someone who could seriously injure him to the point of amnesia, a lot must have happened to Jige.

Outside the window, the night was hazy, and the moonlight was white.

"Nishang, do you think I should help him" Zhai Chunqiu looked reminiscing, stroking the bronze mirror, tears flashing in his eyes.

Zhai Chunqiu made up his mind to help him retrieve his memory, and he was also curious about what happened to Jige.

In the evening, Jige had already boiled a pot of Chinese medicine and selected several external ointments.

Zhai Bo Chunqiu has a strong personality, and bluntly said that he is alone through thick and thin, and there is no problem with drinking some Chinese medicine, but he can't help Jige's strong use, so he can only drink it obediently.

"Uncle Zhai, let me tell you something, I want to go out of the city tomorrow." Jige finished feeding the Chinese medicine on the bedside and gently patted his back.

"Well, just go" Zhai Chunqiu smiled and waved his hand, looked at him and said, "Young people do things, I don't worry." ”

"Then you remember to drink your medicine on time, that's all." Jige's heart warmed and he respectfully withdrew.

Unconsciously, I came to the stone bench under the maple tree again, and the moon was still very round tonight, and the moonlight was bright.

After staying in this city for a few days, he missed Chasing Wind and Xiaobai a little.

The reason why he didn't bring them into the city was because he was afraid that they would be too ostentatious and that someone would plot against them and hurt them; The second is mountain birds and beasts, there will always be their closest to nature lifestyle, blindly integrating them into human life, but the effect will be counterproductive.

There are many cold nights in the mountains, and the river is dew in late autumn. I don't know which mountain they are perching on at this time, how they are doing, and Qingliu'er, how she is doing

People are like this, when they are lonely, they will miss the past.

Since you don't write it to me, then I'll write you a letter Ji Ge thought about it, found pen and ink, and began to briefly describe what happened in the past few days, only to find out after writing that he didn't know where there was a post station, let alone where Lanling Qing's house was.

At that moment, I couldn't help but feel a little excited, stuffed the letter into the envelope, entered the house, and closed the door.

Tomorrow morning, let's go out of the city

The streets and alleys are still as lively as ever, and the passers-by from the south to the north are still pouring in as before.

The mahogany floor sign of Jinguzhai is still the same, but today there is an additional sign that refuses to welcome guests.

The sign was added by Jige when he went out in the morning, mainly for the sake of Zhai Lao, because he hadn't seen any guests come in the past few days.

At this time, he was already on the road of the South Gate, the streets of the South Gate were paved with high-quality ceramic bricks, colorful glass, the ground was spotless, osmanthus trees were planted on both sides, high walls were piled up along the road, and there was no roadside breakfast stall, which made Shan Yi quite unhappy. On the contrary, there were many nobles riding in horse-drawn carriages, many people in gorgeous costumes gathered around, and there were officers and soldiers of large brigades holding spears, presumably what kind of activity should be.

Jige asked a few passers-by, and rushed to Peacock City with a small bag on his back, Peacock City is at the south gate, and he came here to see the location of the stall in the future, after all, the wooden sword sent back by the officers and soldiers this morning has not yet been sold. After crossing the south gate, he could feel this noble aura, and he suddenly thought of the scene when the thin young man had barred his buckteeth and said that he wanted to accompany his daughter-in-law.

The people here are very well-dressed and well-dressed. A simple white robe, painted with a few flying larks, people will not feel simple and monotonous, older people, will also take care of the dark clothes on the body, or embellished with a few brilliant gems, hanging two tassels, it looks a unique charm.

As a boxer, Ji Ge's own temperament is of course impeccable, the deep eyes when he is serious, and the various movements that are handsome naturally attract people's attention, that is, many rich ladies are looking down at him, and for a while, Yingying and Yanyan are all revolving around him.

It was all good, until a tall woman wearing a cheongsam-style dress walked by, revealing an elegant and charming back, and Jige whistled from the bottom of his heart.

The whistle was tactful, and the sound was like a yellow bird, and the woman was naturally attracted and turned her head. With long soft black hair, white hands elegantly put together, and a shallow smile on his face, just like inadvertently biting his lips and crimson and shy cheeks.

At this time, the temperature was suitable, and the prince happened to appear again, and the heart of this young girl with spring quietly bloomed. A perfect encounter, like a moon flower in May, at this moment, there seems to be a spring breeze carrying the breath of first love on the entire Peacock Street.

"I'm sorry." Gig squeezed out a few words from between his teeth, then grabbed the package behind him, quickly blocked his face, and quickly fled.

Only the drunken back killer was left, squinting her eyes, and the scent of the swept flowers blew wantonly on her flatbread-like face.

The four gates of the southeast, northwest and northwest are not far apart, and they are all three miles away from the city lord's mansion.

Later, it was discussed that its function was only to discern the direction, and it did not have any effect.

Out of the south gate is the green mountains and green waters, the oasis city in the desert, a radius of nearly a hundred miles, it happens to be across the desert and the Great Qin Empire. To the north of the desert is the Kingdom of Qian, called the Northern Regions, because the town of Russ has a special geographical location, so it does not accept the two-party system, and there is no need for annual pilgrimage tribute.

Except for the oolong incident, everything went well, and Jige followed a small group of people out of the south gate and began to look for the nearest mountain.

The beautiful trees in the mountains are beautiful and shady, and the mountains are connected and undulating. Looking up from the foot of the mountain, the path is winding, winding between the green water and green mountains, like a beautiful scenery, the mountain pine trees are full, the mountain wind is whistling, blowing away the clouds and smoke between the mountains, as if slowly unveiling a layer of light veil curtain, the whole pine forest is like the wind blowing green waves, dancing with the wind.

That's it, Gig looked at it for a moment, and began to follow the trail, all the way up.

The morning sun was shining in the forest, the air was fresh, and Jige felt that his whole body had become lighter. sometimes run hard, chasing pheasants and hares; From time to time, climb up to the treetops for endless views. Nature is magical, it can make people feel good and forget their troubles at the same time.

The journey was extremely brisk, perhaps because of his diligent martial arts practice, Jige still didn't feel tired when he reached the top of the mountain.

He chose the tallest pine tree and stood at the top. Overlooking the surrounding mountains and forests, the empty meadows, watching the smoke curling from the villages rooted on the edge, the women in the raccoon clothes by the clear river, the old villagers shepherding sheep in the distance, and the young children running on the ridges.

It would be great if you could spend your life in such a simple and ordinary way

There was an eagle roaring in the distance, and Jige's face was happy, and then he put his hand to his mouth, and it was a sharp whistle.

A long howl louder than the other came out one after another in the sky to convey joy, and Ji Ge looked into the distance, and he could already see the wind chasing the wind flying rapidly, and at this time, the green pine forests in the distant mountains were surging, and something huge was rushing wildly.

"Chasing the wind, Xiaobai is coming," Jige cheered and waved his hand from afar.

"Why did you see me so soon?"

Chasing the wind was lying on the ground affectionately, screaming, Jig was checking its feathers, a week had passed, the body of the chasing wind had grown a lot, the colored feathers were all over the body, the tail was more showy and conspicuous, the wings were already three feet large, and the wings were gradually full.

The little wolf rushed from the woods with a long howl, stood up with his front feet on Giger's hand, stretched out his tongue and licked wildly, and let out rapid breathing between his nostrils to express his joy.

Xiaobai looks stronger, can basically be used as a car, the fur on his body is more oily, but it makes the worried Jige feel a lot more relieved, it is active for a while, as if remembering something, raising its head to look left and right, as if looking for that familiar shadow, suddenly rushed down the mountain, all the way with countless flying stones, came over and ran back for a while, drooping his head, hanging on the ground, not making trouble or screaming.

Jige felt bitter in his heart, walked over and hugged it, and whispered in its ear: "Liu'er is gone, but don't worry, it will come back." ”

Xiaobai was depressed, his expression was the same as that of a human being, Jige was out of line, beckoning to chase the wind over, and a person and an eagle grabbed Xiaobai's front feet and pulled Xiaobai up. But I didn't want Xiaobai to stand up just now, but he fell down in an uproar and was decadent.

What can I do about this, Jige stared at Xiaobai lying on the ground, and then looked at the chasing wind on the side of Mu Ne, and suddenly said with a happy face: "I have a way." ”

Jige opened the package, took out the paper that recorded swordsmanship on weekdays and spread it on Xiaobai's stomach, took out a small black charcoal pen, and began to draw.

In a short time, Gig clapped his hands and put away the charcoal, and the painting was complete.

The woman in the long skirt jumped on the paper, with a slender figure, elegant and vulgar, and her eyes flowed, and she had a light spirit. With a ribbon wrapped around his waist and a sword, his demeanor is leisurely, indescribably gentle and lovely, and the green silk is slender and shoulder-length, holding a plum blossom. Behind her, there was a little wolf with white hair, who was sleeping soundly at this time, and the woman was bending down, caressing the white wolf with her left hand, and holding a red plum with her right hand

Jiger's painting is meticulous, his expression and appearance are in place, and the eaglet has already flown and landed on the branches, hehe, Xiaobai still ignores it, Jige has to put the painting in front of it and lift its wolf head.

At this moment, Xiaobai suddenly came to his senses, his whole body trembled, his front paws against the painting, howling, Jige grabbed it before it stretched out his tongue and licked it, put it in the package, and then tied the package around its neck, which stopped its low howl of dissatisfaction.

"Let's go, let's go around." Jig rides on Xiaobai's body and pats its ass.

Xiaobai was dissatisfied, but Jige had already taken out the painting and put it in front of his eyes.

"Chasing the wind and opening the way, we set off." Jige rode Xiaobai and commanded in high spirits.