Chapter 440: The Inn Discusses the Sword
In the lobby.
The guests all looked at Zhu Yeqing in a daze, some had been looking at him just now, and some had not noticed him before.
People don't know what hell he's crazy about.
"You ......"
The doll was about to reach out to help Zhu Yeqing.
Zhu Yeqing suddenly stood up suddenly, pushed away the doll's body, and said angrily: "I don't want you to help me, do you think that if I am blind, my martial arts will be completely lost?" ”
He said loudly: "Xiaoyun, I heard that even the swordsmen of the Hainan Sword Sect were defeated by you, so I came this time to find you to duel!" ”
"That's all hearsay, it's false. I poisoned them first, and then I took the opportunity to defeat them. ”
Xiao Yun said a flat explanation, this year, he has already spoken these words very proficiently, relying on these words, he has won many people to sneer at him, but he has also avoided many troubles.
Zhu Yeqing held on to the table and said, "I don't care, anyway, I have to regain my swordsmanship today and defeat you!" ”
"Fetch my sword!"
Zhu Yeqing said with a shout.
No one handed him a sword.
"What about the sword? Where's my sword? ”
The doll looked at him with tears in her eyes and said, "Your sword has already been pawned, otherwise where did we come from to be entangled and traveled here?" ”
Zhu Yeqing shouted three times and scolded: "Crazy woman, you clearly said to help me take it with you, you hurry up and give me a sword!" ”
Xiao Yun stared at him quietly and said, "I'll give it to you, is the wooden sword okay?" ”
This is the wooden sword he has used in the past year, and sometimes he will perform some swordsmanship, but he rarely uses the Thirteen Deadly Swords and the Dharma Swordsmanship.
He could forget the other swordsmanship, but it was impossible to forget these two.
Zhu Yeqing rushed over in two steps and asked, "Do you have a sword?" You gave me the sword, what did you use? ”
Xiaoyun said: "I don't use a sword. ”
Zhu Yeqing's face turned red, gasped, and said, "You think I'm going to take advantage of you?" Do you think I'm blind and don't take me seriously? ”
Xiaoyun shook his head and said, "No." ”
Zhu Yeqing said: "What is that for?" ”
Xiaoyun said: "If you are judged by martial arts, whether you are blind or not, I will not take you seriously." That's why I don't want to fight you. ”
Zhu Yeqing laughed angrily, holding the wooden sword handed by Xiaoyun, shook his hand, and turned out three sword flowers, which were listed in the top, left, and right.
"See? My swordsmanship hasn't regressed much! ”
The sword flower he played was indeed not bad, and he was very skillful.
Then he used a "dragon out of the sea", stabbed straight at the root of Xiaoyun's thigh, and shouted: "Look at the move!" ”
Boom!
Xiao Yun casually lifted a wine jug and lightly pierced it, causing the handle of the flask to pass through the tip of the sword, and then he said goodbye with skill, and the wooden sword suddenly stopped in mid-air, unable to move.
Zhu Yeqing's right hand kept moving, exerting a lot of strength to fiddle with the tip of the sword, wanting to stab it.
"What kind of weapon are you using? What a despicable person, you clearly said you don't use weapons! ”
His arms trembled, pressing almost his entire body into it, and his upper body twisted into a strange shape.
Bang!
The silver bottle burst and the wine spilled all over the floor, spilling far away.
Zhu Yeqing broke the wine jug, but he lost his balance and fell to the ground, his hand was twisted red, and he still held the wooden sword tightly.
The doll was about to help him, but he said in a panic: "Hurry up, stay away from me, he must have spilled some venom!" Don't get it! ”
"That's wine, not poison!"
Zhu Yeqing was very happy for the rest of his life after the catastrophe, and muttered: "Is it wine?" It turned out that it was not poison. ”
He stood up again, pointed his sword in the direction where Xiaoyun was standing, and said, "I haven't decided the winner just now, so let's ...... again."
No one answered him.
It was as if the guests had seen a madman amusing themselves.
They have already seen that Xiao Yun can block Zhu Yeqing's sword with a wine jug casually, if he really makes a move, in just a few moves, I am afraid that Zhu Yeqing will be defeated.
The doll came to persuade Zhu Yeqing again, but Zhu Yeqing smiled and said: "It's okay, I was a little handsome just now, so he blocked my sword, this time ......."
"He just hung my sword with a flask?"
The doll nodded cautiously and said, "Yes, he used the flask we used to drink." ”
Zhu Yeqing kept shaking his head, kept shaking his head, and said, "How can it be a wine jug, how can it be a wine jug?" I thought it must be a long-lost amorous ring, but what could hang my sword except the amorous ring......."
Zhu Yeqing suddenly cried, sat on the ground again, abandoned the wooden sword, and groped and picked up on the ground with both hands.
"It can't be a flask, where is the flask?"
As he spoke, his fingers had been pierced by the sharp porcelain shard, making a small cut, and blood was slowly flowing out.
The doll hurriedly sucked Zhu Yeqing's fingers with her mouth, but Zhu Yeqing threw herself into the doll's arms and hugged her tightly.
The doll crouched down slightly, wrapped her arms around his neck, and embraced his head and the tears welling up in his eyes.
Zhu Yeqing sobbed in a low voice, like a child, and the doll was his mother.
The two of them were united again, as if they could not be separated.
This strange and sad farce has made it impossible for everyone to speak.
And Xiaoyun is even more obsessed.
When he saw this scene, he felt extremely shocked, a kind of shock that fell from the sky and a mountain fell from the sky, and the heaven-made heavy axe pressed on top of his head.
And he was extremely excited, an excitement that came from the depths of his soul, and if he didn't notice it carefully, he might not even feel it.
Xiaoyun felt it.
He finally understood why he wanted to "sit and forget".
What does it look like for a person to lose everything and fall from a height, he also sees it all in his eyes at this moment!
He looked at Zhu Yeqing's miserable, helpless, and pitiful, and he didn't feel afraid, but relieved.
"Under the cliff, that's just it."
Under the cliff, it was indeed a terrifying place, but it was not that terrifying.
There are a lot of things like this, and what people think is terrible may be far less than what they actually are.
It's like people are naturally afraid of the dark, but in fact there is probably nothing in the dark, but people are afraid.
People have never encountered ghosts for many years, but once they go into the depths of darkness, they always feel that they may encounter evil spirits, so they scream and scream in fright, and gallop quickly.
This is "extra fear".
Xiaoyun also has it, but he finally realizes this "extra fear" and sees the picture hidden behind this fear more clearly.
"The old man Tianji has been afraid for so many years, and he never dared to take that step, and he didn't expect to be recognized by me today."
Xiao Yun suddenly said: "Zhu Yeqing, do you want to fight with me again, we all use swords." ”
Zhu Yeqing said: "You still want to humiliate me? ”
Xiaoyun said: "I am the one who has the idea, and I am clever, and I may not be able to defeat you in terms of swordsmanship alone." ”
General Zhu Yeqing was suspicious, hesitated for a long time, and nodded again: "Okay, where is the sword?" ”
Xiaoyun picked up the wooden sword, danced casually, and said, "I'll use the sword first, and you can see my swordsmanship first!" ”
"Good!"
Wow!
There was no sword wind, no sound, and a wooden sword stabbed flatly.
It was as if there was nothing at all.
But Zhu Yeqing, with his keen intuition, suddenly made a move, used his palm as a knife, turned sideways, and quickly cut horizontally towards Xiaoyun's wrist.
Click!
The wooden sword in Xiaoyun's hand fell to the ground!
Everyone was stunned by the kung fu used by Zhu Yeqing, they really didn't expect a blind man to have such agility.
The two of them worked together so quickly that it was like a pre-negotiated performance.
Zhu Yeqing heard the sound of the wooden sword, and exclaimed in surprise: "Did I win?" Didn't I knock his sword down! ”
The doll hugged him and said, "Yes, you really beat him!" ”
She cast a grateful look at Xiaoyun.
Xiaoyun ignored it.
He sat quietly on the bench, surrounded by a strong and comfortable sense of security, as if he were being embraced in his mother's arms.
Even with it, it seems that even he exudes an aura of reliability, security, and trust.
This is not the result of martial arts and power, but a kind of personality.
"I've finally taken the step of forgetting. It turns out that forgetting martial arts is such a feeling. ”