Since that night, I have been practicing martial arts with the same stage more and more diligently, but in two days, I have been able to control more than seventy percent of Wen Ling's internal power.

As my master, Duan Ming was naturally very happy and comforted, and excitedly turned out the sword and the sword from the room, and he didn't want to stop for a moment to continue to teach me the sword technique of the Nine Styles of Lingxi. This is the second time I've seen the sword, and it's been unsheathed again, and I feel as much as I did when I first saw it, and I was as stunned as I was when I pulled a few inches out of the torn linen.

The winter sun is warm and the leaves are colorful, and I just hold this exquisite sword and dance around the courtyard, and I am full of pride, as if I am already the world's top martial arts master.

Duan Ming stopped with a smile several times but did not respond, only when the girl in the building occasionally passed by and cast a suspicious glance at me, I was able to stop my movements slowly and mechanically, and looked at Duan Ming on the side embarrassedly and smiled so much that his face was flushed.

"There are nine styles of Lingxi swordsmanship: one style of love is small; Two-style Shaoming Baili; Three-style phoenix feathers; Four-style morning red twilight emerald; Five-style glue paint condensation; The six-style heart seal is in the palace; Seven types of blue sea and blue sky; Eight types of life and death depend on each other; Nine styles and one thought. It is taken from the journey of lovers from meeting and acquaintance to deceiving each other, and finally being able to stay together. If the two people of this swordsmanship are not lovers, they must also have a close relationship as much as possible and achieve a good fit. With our efforts in the past few years, we were only able to practice the sixth form. Duan Ming's ears turned red as he spoke, "But you don't have to worry, it's just that you can only practice one or two styles, and it is enough to deal with ordinary masters." It's just that... It's just that we have to be like the name, trying to simulate the happy mood of the male and female. In particular, the first three styles are imitations of the love throbbing when men and women first know each other, and one style is more intimate than the other, soft and ambiguous. You didn't expect that, so you have to let me know in advance......"

"It's nothing, just let go and teach me." I looked at Duan Ming's cheeks, which were gradually turning purple, and felt a little funny for no reason. "In the early years, Wen Ling and you could practice, but now how can I practice with you?"

"At that time, we were still young, how could we understand these things about men and women..."Duan Ming became more and more ashamed and breathless, "Now ......"

"What's going on now?" I laughed casually, "If I want to say that in another three or five years, you still can't understand." ”

In this way, Duan Ming had no other words, and he taught one move at a time when he raised his sword and fell.

I have to say that he is really a very good teacher, as if without saying a word, he can completely understand what I have learned hard, when I am tired of practicing, and he will never shout at me when I have not yet found the method at the beginning. And I don't want to live up to his hard work, I practice every day until my body is purple and swollen, and I never forget to sleep and eat, and I always refuse to slack off.

Living up to my efforts, I gradually figured out the key to this set of swordsmanship - the Lingxi Nine Styles are like the story of a pair of lovers' lives.

In terms of the first three styles I have learned, the beginning of love is the germination of love between men and women, and the sword move is so hearty, the love is not involved, the heart is moving and the body is not moving, and the indescribable complexity is repeated, suffering from gains and losses;

When he arrived at Shaoming Baili, his body became more and more entangled and confused, and he wanted to resist and greet him;

And the phoenix feather is the most high-pitched and enthusiastic move, just like a man and woman in love, as passionate as fire, confused.

Duan Ming is right, these three sword moves are really a bit intimate and excessive. Fortunately, I tried to control my enthusiasm and show it just right, so that he was not ashamed to teach. There are no distractions in both minds, and I learn very quickly.

And when it comes to the fourth or fifth style, although the action is no longer as awkward as before, our process inevitably stagnates - we can try our best to experience the joyful state, and the big deal is to throw away our hands and fake the show. But the dislike of each other when the lovers are disgusted tells us how to imitate.

I tried to memorize all the movements that Duan Ming had taught, and the two of them practiced dangerous moves that required them to push each other, or one to lure the enemy behind him, and the other to stab the sword with all his might. As for skipping here and trying again, it's already empty and powerless.

In this way, we have decided to practice the first three styles to perfection for the time being, anyway, I am not in a hurry to assassinate a certain prince and general, even if I have the ability to save my life in danger.

On this night, the moon and stars were scarce, and I jumped down from the top of the building, and with my right hand closing my sword and my left hand, I shattered a cluster of dead leaves in the air. Duan Ming clapped his hands and laughed, and hurriedly came up and draped a cloak over my body.

"Good, good! And that's it! Duan Ming smiled with tears, "It's not in vain that these days have worked hard day and night, you have these few tricks on your body now, and you don't have to worry about meeting ten more Xiaoyao in the future!" ”

"Really, great!" I cheered and sat down on the stone bench with Duan Ming, raised my head and drank a cup of warm peach blossom wine and said, "It's just such a good thing, why are you still in tears, dare you be a disciple who has completed your studies, you are reluctant to be a master?" ”

"Where... I just saw you dancing the sword again, and I thought for a moment of the days many years ago, when you taught me swordsmanship in a hand-in-hand manner, just like I do now. It's just that you were my master back then, and I don't want the years to be impermanent, so we still have the opportunity to swap identities. Duan Ming sighed, "When I learned so diligently, I naturally knew which tricks and which styles were difficult, and when I taught them back to you, I would save you most of the painstaking thoughts." ”

I was silent, and I sighed in my heart.

Maybe a few years ago on Lingguang Mountain, the same withered vines and old trees, the same red fragrance and green greenery, the little Duan Ming Wen Ling was as painstakingly cultivated as it is today. When he was young, he didn't know how to pretend, perhaps, he really admired her, although she always had a cold face and never said more than half a word of praise, but she really accompanied him to practice such an ambiguous trick.

He must have been very happy at that time... Later, like me, he must have stopped at the fourth form... She must have been very annoyed and impatient, and he must have made up his mind to collect his feelings for her, and practiced the sixth form in one fell swoop... Later, her disguised feelings for him could no longer imitate the true feelings required by swordsmanship, so, with such regret and unwillingness, he waited for her until now......

However, now, the sword moves are still the same, but the person in front of him is no longer the gentle spirit of the past.

"Gui Hotaru...?"

"-What!" We pulled away from our reverie, a little confused, "What's wrong?" ”

"It's okay..."Duan Ming also seemed to be taken aback by my reaction, and looked at me and said slowly, "I want to say, it's been more than ten days, Gan Lai's body has already been well, we... Isn't it time to send him home? ”

My heart shrank suddenly, and I put the cup in my hand back on the cold and hard stone table: "Yes, yes... In the blink of an eye, these days have passed again. Ganlai, he... It's time for us to give him back to his mother. ”

The wind was miserable, and there was no word.

These days, it is undeniable that Duan Ming and I have indeed poured too much affection into this child, watching him become cheerful and strong day by day, because of our company and love, he has regained the carefree that a child should have.

"Gui Hotaru, I know you can't bear it, in fact, we can also-"

"I know what you're going to say, Duan Ming, no." I looked directly into Duan Ming's eyes and said, "Gan Lai has his own family and his own life. We've done everything we can for him and we can't interfere in making decisions for him. ”

It seemed that something that was originally bright had quietly extinguished, and Duan Ming's eyes finally dimmed when I finished my last sentence. He raised the cup in his hand a little dazedly, but forgot to drink it.

I was so distressed by the way he looked that I got up and walked around behind him, gently wrapping my arms around his broad shoulders. Quietly, the body temperatures of the two people melted together, and I even vaguely heard the long, faint heartbeat of our same frequency.

"Don't be sad, it's a little bit of a time... Let's get together and disperse. ”

Duan Ming was about to turn around, only to hear a sudden sound from the corner of the courtyard. We all looked up, but we saw two red men with loose clothes and loose sideburns, pushing me into the courtyard from under the porch. When he met our gaze, he immediately put his head in one place, revealing a somewhat unpredictable ambiguous look, and walked quickly to the back building.

In this way, Duan Ming didn't have anything else to say that night, and we went back to the room to discuss with Gan Lai, and we would send him back to Yiyang's hometown tomorrow. The boy listened to us say one by one, shaking his jaw and not saying a word, but the tears were falling more than once.

I was also very reluctant in my heart, but I was afraid that Duan Ming would not be able to stand Gan Lai's heart softening for a while, so I took Gan Lai upstairs to live with me on the last night. When I entered the room, I took off my cloak and coat one by one, and when I left only a small coat, I saw Gan Lai still sitting alone in the outer room, hanging his little head, silent.

"What's wrong?" I called softly, sat down next to Gan Lai, stroked his back and said, "The first time you came to sleep in my room, dare you be shy?" ”

Gan Lai just shook his head slowly, and only after a long time did he raise a pair of big clear eyes and say to me, "Sister Lian, I can't bear you and Brother Duan." ”

"We are reluctant to come." I smiled softly, "It's just that there is still a mother in Ganlai's hometown, she is the relative you really need to accompany and support, isn't it?" ”

"Well, I miss my mother too." Gan Lai nodded and said, "I've been away from home for so long, and she must be very concerned about me." It's just that... Sister, in this world, apart from my mother, only you and Brother Duan are the best to be willing to come. Sister remembers, it was the first time I met you in this place. At that time, the chief manager brought me up, I was curious, so I secretly looked up at you, and I thought that my sister was so beautiful, I had never seen such a beautiful girl as my sister in the building before. At that time, I secretly thought to myself, if I really had the privilege of serving you, maybe I would be able to live better, at least I wouldn't have to go back to the back kitchen and scrub the swill barrel all day. ”