After a simple lunch, Zhang Yue and Yan Xi got up to say goodbye. Mother Zhang was happy that her son could communicate more with the beautiful girl in front of her, so she naturally did not stop it.

Zhang Yue put on her shoes and prepared to go out. Zhang's mother suddenly trotted over, grabbed Zhang Yue's hand, pulled him aside, and said in a low voice: "Don't come back tonight, you take this money first, what should you do?" When I come back at night, I won't leave a door for you, you know? Don't come back tonight, don't come back. ”

After speaking, Zhang's mother stuffed a few hundred yuan into Zhang Yue's trouser pocket with a smile, and then pushed Zhang Yue, who looked helpless, to Yan Xi and said, "Have fun, don't pay attention to me, an old woman." Without waiting for the two to say anything, Mother Zhang had already pushed them out of the door, and closed the door silently with a smile on her face.

Looking at the closed iron door, Zhang Yue felt mixed in his heart, he took out a few hundred yuan that were crumpled in his trouser pocket, and said with a smile: "I can't go home tonight." ”

Yan Xi also smiled bitterly: "Your mother has been getting more and more excessive. Why don't we get rid of her? ”

"Huh."

"You don't seem to be happy?"

"You know I'm not interested in this. Where the hell are we going? Zhang Yue didn't want to dwell on this topic anymore, so she skipped it directly and threw out a new question.

Although Yan Xi was not very happy in her heart, she still replied: "Film!" ”

"Huh?"

……

Baihu Park, a small park located in the north of H City, is not a place of interest, but in H City, a small city, it is also a well-known leisure place.

There is a small lake in the park, but it is unknown why it is called White Lake. An antique promenade was built along the lake, and small pavilions were built every two hundred meters. Walking on the top, shuttling between the pavilions, there is also a bit of ancient rhyme, if you ignore the square dance aunt and earth-shaking sound in the square at the end of the corridor.

Yan Xi was dressed in a yellow robe, with long light brown hair standing up with a Tai Chi crown, and a long sword in his arms. This dress is the "royal power and wealth" in the recently hit Chinese comic "Fox Demon Little Red Lady". Although Yan Xi is a girl, she is also a boy with a good look, and her slightly modified face looks feminine and tough at the moment, with a unique sense of beauty.

Zhang Yue carried the camera behind her, and took a photo with a click at Yan Xi, who was looking for a scene. Hearing the sound of the shutter, Yan Xi walked over unhappily, hit Zhang Yue on the head with a sword, and said, "It hasn't started yet, what are you shooting?" Delete it now! ”

“…… Isn't it good to keep it for tidbits? Zhang Yue said.

"It's not good, you might as well help me find the scene when you have that time, I'm very uncomfortable wearing a corset." Yan Xi said as she tugged at the collar on her chest, the feeling of a flat horse on her chest made her a little uncomfortable, even if this was not her first time cosing a male role.

When Zhang Yue heard this, she had no choice but to nod, pick up her camera and look around, looking for a suitable place to take pictures. Suddenly, a figure appeared in the camera. It's so thin that it makes people feel a little distressed, but this figure is wielding a knife, tirelessly, waving a knife, waving a knife. As if for this man, the knife in his hand is everything.

Through the camera, Zhang Yue could feel the concentration that seeped into her bones. Zhang Yue put down the camera, squinted her eyes in that direction, and said with a smile: "Do you want to find someone to play against you?" ”

"Huh? What rivalry? Yan Xi was confused.

Zhang Yue pointed to the person wielding a knife in the distance. Yan Xi looked at it and was also surprised. The wooden knife swung over and over again in the air, powerful, fast, and suddenly occupied Yan Xi's field of vision with an extremely arrogant attitude, and for a moment, Yan Xi felt that the whole world was swordsman.

"Amazing, amazing, most of this person has practiced. In other words, in a third-rate city like H City, is there a place to teach kendo? Yan Xi asked.

Zhang Yue shook her head and said, "I haven't heard of it, but looking at this person's actions, it should be from a famous family." How about asking him to come over and help? It should be good to shoot a fight scene. ”

Yan Xi thought about it, then turned his head to look at the person who was practicing the knife, and said with a smile: "Okay, you go and please." After speaking, she held the sword and went to the guardrail of the corridor, dangling her two legs, that smiling and smiling appearance, how could there be the arrogance that "royal power and wealth" should have.

Zhang Yue sighed, so she had to carry the camera and walk towards the figure. As he got closer, he could feel the fierceness of the sword wind even more, especially the louder and heavier air explosion, which made his hair stand upside down. He suddenly regretted a little, such an obsessed person with kendo, would he agree to some rude requests?

"Hello." Zhang Yue took a deep breath, rubbed her face, and tried to smile, but she could only show a strong official smile, which was a little too stiff. In the face of strangers, he is always like this, not rude, but it is difficult for people to have close ideas.

The man didn't seem to hear it, and continued to wave the wooden knife in his hand, from top to bottom, straight, and quickly, as if at first glance it had left a thin line in the air. Although it is only a fleeting illusion, it is amazing enough.

Zhang Yue thought to herself: If it was him before he became an alien spirit, he would be afraid that he would not be able to defeat the man in front of him with three swords. Thinking like this in his heart, he didn't have stage fright because of this, after all, he is now a real alien person, even if he is not a combat type, it is no problem to solve an ordinary person.

"Hello." Zhang Yue raised her voice, but it was still muffled by the explosive air explosion. Seeing this, Zhang Yue had no choice but to raise the camera and plan to take a picture at the man. Who knows, when he just pointed the camera at the man, a pale yellow light suddenly pierced, and quickly enlarged in his eyes.

Zhang Yue seemed to have expected it, flashed sideways, retracted the camera, and took a few steps back obliquely, dodging the man's attack cleanly. The seemingly swift wooden knife didn't touch Zhang Yue at all, and it was all cut in the air, and the huge force made the man stumble a little, which looked a little funny.

"No matter how powerful it is, if you can't control it well, it will hurt you." Zhang Yue said.

The man frowned, holding a wooden knife in his hand, pointing obliquely at Zhang Yue, the tip of the knife was just against Zhang Yue's throat, as long as he used a slight force, with his extraordinary strength, maybe he could really penetrate Zhang Yue's throat.

"Taking photos without someone's consent is an infringement of someone else's portrait right." The man said coldly, his expression was cold, but it was not annoying, maybe because he had a beautiful face, such a look was really embarrassed to be described as handsome.

Looking directly at such a face, Zhang Yue was a little stunned, thinking that she was talking to a delicate beauty. Zhang Yue cleared her throat and said: "I'm here to ask for your opinion, my friend and I want to shoot a set of cos feature films, I hope you can come over to play a scene, it's not difficult, just put on a few poses." We can pay you accordingly without slapping your face. ”

The man stared at Zhang Yue directly, and at first glance he still looked a little affectionate, "I don't want money, win me or admit my bushido." ”

“...？” Zhang Yue was a little puzzled, and even a little speechless, thinking to herself: I'm afraid this is not the same secondary disease as the author!

Zhang Yue thought for a while and said, "Japanese?"

The man shook his head, his expression was firm, and the muscles of the hand holding the wooden knife were tense, like steel bar, "I also wish I was, unfortunately, I am a Chinese, I am ashamed of this." So, I studied Japanese bushido, hoping to get closer to Japan. ”

“...... I'd love to settle it peacefully, but I can't ignore your words! Because, I am Chinese, and I am proud. ”

"That's what I want, then let me see your pride!" The man stepped forward suddenly, and the tip of the knife cut through the air, and was about to pierce Zhang Yue's throat. Zhang Yue was unmoved, even if she could really feel a huge force in her throat, she didn't have the slightest strength, and rushed madly.

"Tsk..."

Disdainful, and a little complaining, Yan Xi's "royal sword" lightly clicked on the wooden knife, which was not powerful, but it almost made the man's wooden knife come out of his hand. The man's hands were trembling, dragging the wooden knife, staggering back, sweat seeping out from every pore of his body, and it was dried by the cold wind at once, sticking to his body, like a layer of oil.

"Do you know what it's called? This is the ancient Chinese swordsmanship, flying immortals out of the sky! Yan Xi's wrist flipped and danced a brilliant sword flower, which shook the man's glasses a little.

Zhang Yue smiled: "The second middle school is sick?"

"You have to take care of it! It's not like you're stupid there! Yan Xi said angrily. However, she didn't expect that she would rush over to save him in such a hurry, in fact, even if she didn't come, Zhang Yue wouldn't be hurt, but she still came. Not only her, but also for Zhang Yue, it was unexpected.

"Ancient Chinese swordsmanship? Cut! Have no sting in it! The man roared angrily, and slashed at Yan Xi with the knife, obviously his arm was still trembling, but it was still straight, just like the trajectory of the knife in his hand. Looking at the knife, Zhang Yue subconsciously thought that he had been split, and felt an indescribable stinging pain in his body.

The sword wind is fierce, but the shadow of the sword that meets it is erratic, like a flat boat in the wind and waves, which may capsize at any time. But so what?

Bite!

Swords collide! The knife paused, and the fierce momentum of the party was gone, whether it was the knife or the person holding the knife, at that moment, all the power was vented, but it dissipated inexplicably. The sword froze, but it shook restlessly.

Yan Xi smiled slightly, held the sword lightly, picked up the invincible wooden knife, and then slowly put the tip of the sword against the man's throat, just like the man did to Zhang Yue.

"As agreed, can you accede to my request?" Zhang Yue picked up the camera and stepped aside, "Hold this posture, yes, don't move, it's this expression, Xiaoxi don't smile, be arrogant!" Be cold! ”

Click.

Zhang Yue looked at the effect and gave a thumbs up: "Yes, let's change places and continue."