Torr!

The two wooden swords parted at the touch of a button, making a striking sound. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

There was silence for a moment.

Tototo!

Three more slashes were exchanged in a hurry, and the three sounds were in a series as if they were issued at the same time.

After these three rings, only the figure in the room swayed, and no sound was heard, and after three minutes, a string of dense crashing sounds suddenly broke out.

Toto......

Guo Dalu sat on the chair, looking sideways at Ah Fei and Ah Qing, who were fighting inseparably, with a serious and focused face.

Because when making Ah Qing and Ah Fei, their own swordsmanship realms are different, so according to the setting, Ah Qing's swordsmanship should be above Ah Fei.

However, seeing that the two of them fought this time, Ah Fei only fell behind slightly, and the gap between his own realm was not synchronized.

"It may be because Ah Fei has moved his hands a few times and his body is more flexible, or maybe he was born a few days earlier and has an age advantage. ”

Guo Dalu thought so in his heart, a smile appeared on his face, and then he reached out and picked up a chopstick, his figure flashed, and he also joined the battle group.

The bamboo chopsticks in his hand sometimes knocked on Ah Fei, and sometimes swung away Ah Qingmu's sword, making it clear that he wanted to pull all the hatred of the two on himself.

Sure enough, after a few tricks to disrupt the situation, Ah Fei and Ah Qing joined forces to fight with him.

When Guo Dalu made Ah Fei and A Qing, the sword intent left on them was a "fast" word, and at this time, under his intentional guidance, the two wooden swords attacking him were even faster than a shadow, where are the two swords, they are clearly two sword nets!

However, no matter how fast they are, it is impossible for them to be faster than Guo Dalu, not to mention, Guo Dalu knows them inside and out.

Guo Dalu held bamboo chopsticks in his hand, calmly advancing and retreating between the two impermeable sword nets, suddenly leaving flaws, suddenly increasing the speed of the swords, forcing the layout and coordination of the two sword nets to be more harmonious and perfect.

That's right, he just wanted to pass on a set of two-sword combination methods to Ah Fei and Ah Qing through this fight.

When the two finally found the tacit understanding after several debuggings, Guo Dalu immediately stopped.

"Yes, get along well in the future. When Guo Dalu spoke to them, he looked like an elder.

Ah Fei and Ah Qing naturally didn't answer, put away their swords and retreated to the corner, standing side by side, no longer alone.

Guo Dalu nodded with satisfaction and walked over to open the door of the store.

It was sunny outside, and when the door opened, the sun poured in.

At that moment, Guo Dalu's heart suddenly dawned, and after a night of meditation and hard thinking, he finally found the last opportunity at this time, his heart suddenly opened up, he was extremely happy, and said with a smile: "If the weather is warm, it will be a good autumn!"

At this moment, a plastic bag flying in the wind, like a homeless lonely ghost, flew in front of him, Guo Dalu didn't think about it, and raised his hand casually.

Snort, snort, snort!

The plastic bag shattered into countless pieces and fluttered away in the wind.

This is sword intent!

It's like reaching out to catch the sun, and the palms are empty, but there is warmth.

If Wukong hadn't told him about the Bodhicitta Sutra, he wouldn't have the realization and improvement he has today, and it is true that he can still practice swordsmanship to the point where he is unparalleled in the world, but it will always be a sword in the world.

It's like a martial artist who doesn't have the genes of awakening cultivation may never see another world.

Guo Dalu has now cultivated sword intent, but he will not stop there, he will also use this all-encompassing sword intent to cut out a wider world.

When the time comes, he will inevitably set foot in the world of cultivators to find out, otherwise, how will he meet Sun Wukong and drink and talk to him face-to-face?

......

At ten o'clock in the morning, Yang Pingle came to the grocery store after two classes.

At the end of the National Day, the new students have a day off to rest, but the other grades are about to officially start classes.

"Why are you here so early today?"

Yang Pingle entered the store and saw Guo Dalu and asked curiously.

"I didn't go back last night and worked overtime in the store. Guo Dalu replied.

"That's too hard!By the way, did you see the comments on the forum?" Yang Pingle said as he put his schoolbag aside and got into a working state.

"I didn't see it, what's wrong?"

"Those freshmen who drank the medicinal tea in our store are praising you and our store. Yang Pingle also had a bit of pride in his tone.

"Because they drank our medicinal tea, they didn't have a cold or fever, right?"

"This is on the one hand, and on the other hand, many of the students who didn't drink medicinal tea didn't resist and got sick. ”

Guo Dalu nodded and said, "Now young people's physique is generally weak, and they don't seem to like exercising much. If you have the opportunity in the future, you have to do something about it. After all, when the youth is strong, the country can be strong. ”

"I support!" Yang Pingle responded positively, then she looked at Guo Dalu and said with a smile: "Boss, I have a question I want to ask you, I don't know if it's okay?"

"Senior Sister Pingle, what's wrong with you, suddenly became so polite, haha, if you have any questions, ask directly, if you can't answer, I will refuse directly. Guo Dalu said bluntly.

Yang Pingle grinned and said, "What I actually want to ask is, what do you think of money, and how much do you think money can account for in your happiness?"

"Why do you suddenly ask this question?" asked Guo Dalu.

"Because some things that have happened to you recently, I feel very curious, for example, when I asked you for consultation, you obviously wanted to help me, but you still charged me for my consultation, and then you helped Qiaoqiao, and it was confiscated a dime. ”

"Then to Huang Qin, you sold her 30,000 yuan for a bowl of porridge, but when her mother wanted to give you 1 million, you categorically refused to ......"

"And yesterday the free distribution of medicinal tea, I made a rough estimate, how to do it will cost thousands of yuan, but you didn't frown, and you did it very hard......"

After Yang Pingle finished talking about this, he shook his head and said, "So I don't understand, what is your view of money?"

"Actually, it's very simple, it can be summed up in one sentence, money can make ghosts grind, but we don't do ghosts. ”

Yang Pingle thought for a while and said, "You mean to say that money is important, but don't become a slave to money?"

"Yes. ”

"What about the proportion, that is, the proportion of money in a person's happy life, what is approximately?"

Guo Dalu laughed and said, "Less than five percent......

Yang Pingle also laughed.

After a while, when the guests entered, Yang Pingle went over to greet him and no longer chatted with Guo Dalu.

Near noon, a box of express delivery came from the grocery store, and Yang Pingle's custom-made work clothes finally arrived.

The two of them opened it and took it out, tried it, the size was fine, Guo Dalu praised: "Senior Sister Pingle, you have a good eye." ”

Yang Pingle looked at himself in the mirror, and also felt very beautiful, as if he hadn't worn new clothes for a long time, it turned out to be really good-looking, whether it was clothes or people.

"Eh, are you wearing a couple's suit, or is it a temptation to play in uniforms in broad daylight?"

At this moment, two people walked in outside, two people who had been here yesterday.

Yang Zhiyuan, Yang Dashao, and his bodyguard Wang Qi.

"Do you want to buy something or ask questions?" Yang Pingle asked as he looked at the two of them.

Yang Zhiyuan said: "We don't buy things and don't ask questions, we are here to ......"

Before he finished speaking, he heard a bang, and Yang Zhiyuan was knocked out of the door.

Over there, Wang Qi had just reacted when he saw a wooden sword poking at him like a poisonous snake.

He reacted quickly, jerked to the side, and then with a pain in his neck, he found that the tip of another wooden sword was pressed against his throat, and he was immediately horrified, and he did not dare to move again.

"Throw it out. ”

At this time, Guo Dalu, who was sitting there, said expressionlessly.

Ah Qing raised his foot and kicked him at Ah Fei, who pushed forward and threw Wang Qi out of the door.

"Ignore them. Guo Dalu comforted Yang Pingle and got up and entered the studio.

Ah Fei and Ah Qing both returned to their original places.