On weekdays, when he has nothing to do, Huzi often gets up at midnight to practice, and borrows it in the theater troupe, and Huzi has not changed his habit. Before he could open his eyes, Huzi reached out and touched the direction of the top of his head, but he didn't touch the knife, but he touched the bedpost. Slowly opened his eyes, only to remember that this is the back building of the Drum Tower, not Sun Mountain.

"Awake?" Xiao Jiu had already dressed and was wiping his face with a hand towel, "You got up early enough." ”

Huzi got out of bed, put on a small coat placed at the head of the bed, and replied, "I get up at this hour every day. What about you? You got up before me. ”

Xiao Jiu smiled: "I'm also used to it, and after a while, the masters will have to take us to practice, but we don't have to get up at this time."

Huzi smiled, and took Xiao Jiu's face wash twice, even if he washed his face, he turned around and went to his rattan box to find a hand towel. Xiao Jiu frowned and said, "I used that water, if you want to wash your face, I'll find another senior brother to make you a basin."

"That's your senior brother, not my senior brother." Huzi said, "They should take care of you, what is the matter with taking care of me as an outsider." I'm just a sloppy person, and I can't be that clean. ”

Huzi wanted to breathe, picked up the knife, and raised his hand to push open the door. I saw two disciples sitting in the department carrying a basin, a towel, green salt, and a cup filled with mouthwash to the room next to Xiao Jiu, and knocked on the door twice.

Liu Chun knocked on the door next door, didn't speak, nodded twice, and asked the disciple to wash his face and clean his mouth like this. After cleaning himself up, Liu Chun waved his hand and let the two disciples go.

Liu Chun turned around, and Huzi hurriedly bowed his head and saluted: "I've seen Master Liu." Liu Chun nodded, stepped forward, pointed to Huzi's knife and said, "Is this going to practice?"

"Yes." Huzi nodded, "Master instructed before he traveled that there is no day when he can't leave his homework behind. ”

"Okay, that's good." nodded, "It's Chu An's turn to take these little cubs to practice this morning, will you follow and see?" ”

Huzi was also curious, so he nodded in response. At this moment, I heard Chu An shouting in the courtyard below: "Little cubs! Wake up in the morning and practice! This voice is full of breath, and the drink is bright and transparent, as if it is ringing next to the ear!

Hearing this, Xiao Jiu was like a fire burning his cheeks, rubbing! I trotted downstairs. When Huzi followed Liu Chun downstairs, the first fifty or so disciples in the courtyard were divided into three rows and neatly arranged, and they all stood in the courtyard with their hands behind their backs.

"Forty-eight disciples can come?" Chu An asked loudly.

"All the forty-eight disciples have arrived, please ask the master to teach." The disciple standing at the front also replied loudly.

"Let's go!" Chu An drank a sentence and walked away. The disciples in the back followed one by one and went out of the courtyard gate.

When he arrived on the street, Chu An took the lead, followed by more than fifty disciples, who seemed to be lined up according to their age. Xiao Jiu is not the youngest one, but he is the last. Later, Liu Chun followed slowly, and Huzi was side by side with him.

"The rules of the Drum Tower, don't hang your voice in the courtyard." Liu Chun said to Huzi as he walked, "If it is still dark and transparent in winter, it is nothing for one or two of us to practice our voices, these fifty or so people are easy to disturb people's dreams and easily offend their neighbors." So every day I pulled to the moat and started to speak. Huzi knew that this was specially said to him, and told him not to make too much noise in the courtyard in the morning, and to follow the disciples to the river in the morning.

"There are so many bosses who sing on stage, aren't they all living in the Drum Tower?" Huzi asked.

"Not all," Liu Chun said, "those who have families and rooms don't live here, and those who are single have nothing to worry about, just live in the Drum Tower." In addition to the Chen class master who is home in the Drum Tower, as far as Boss Chu and I are concerned, there are also a few gong and drum masters and a few teachers who do not go on stage to live in the Drum Tower. ”

Huzi was a step away from Xiao Jiu, and he reached out to pat Xiao Jiu's shoulder. Liu Chun pressed Huzi's hand: "Little Huzi!" We have rules here, and he can't speak. Huzi nodded suddenly, and slightly owed to Liu Chun, even if it was an apology.

The moat is said to be a moat, but it is not actually outside the city, and it is not very deep. The river runs through the city, and the water upstream is the source of water for many people's homes. Rumor has it that the river is protected by the gods, so it is casually called a moat. The place downstream is sparsely populated, and before leaving the city is a large wasteland, the disciples of the opera drum tower class come here every morning to practice and hang their throats.

When they arrived at the riverside, facing the river, the fifty disciples stood in a row. Chu An walked behind them with his hands behind his back: "Dolls, most of you can't afford to sell yourself to the Opera Drum Tower, and studying drama hard is the only way out for you!" ”

"That's right!" The disciples replied in unison.

"The Drum Tower didn't ask you to be children, and it didn't practice you to rush to the scene, but it took you to learn drama slowly. That is the benevolence and righteousness of the class master, and it is a great kindness! ”

"That's right!"

"Teaching by word and deed, that is the master's duty. Reprimand and reprimand, that's Master's affection! ”

"Like my pear garden gate, don't forget to teach karma!"

"Learn art before learning morality, and be a person before acting!"

"Learn art first and learn morality first, and be a man first when you do drama! Learn art first and learn morality, and be a man before acting! Learn art first and learn morality, and be a man before acting......" The fifty-year-old was born, and shouted this sentence ten times, startling the waterfowl in the meadow by the river, fluttering and flying all over the sky!

"Today's ......" Chu An thought for a while, and then shouted, "Open a section of "Man Jianghong"!" ”

The disciples did not slack off when they heard this, and said in unison: "Angry hair rushes to the crown, relying on the place, Xiaoxiao rain rest." Raise your eyes, look up to the sky and roar, strong and fierce. Thirty fame, dust and earth, eight thousand miles of clouds and moons. Don't wait, the young man's head is white, and he is empty and sad......"

A piece of "Man Jianghong", forty-eight full-spirited opera troupe disciples read it out, and it is also quite imposing! One by one, these children stood up with their chests crossed and their waists crossed, and shouted at the river that was only two or three feet wide! Huzi didn't feel a little admired for these people. How much of the hardships of day after day can become horns? I'm afraid it's not one in ten. But how to count the sweat, blood and tears shed over the years? Obviously, they were all beaten and scolded all the way, listened to bad words, practiced literature, practiced martial arts, and sharpened their singing skills, in Huzi's opinion, they are all so energetic!

"How?" Liu Chun patted Huzi on the shoulder and asked, "This is the best subject I've ever taken over the years!" I won't tell them in front of them, but I see the sins they have suffered for so many years, and I remember the hard work they have put in my heart. This subject is not bad! ”

Huzi nodded, and arched his hand at Liu Chun again: "Master Liu, I have to go to practice knives." I went up a little bit and found a spacious place. ”

Liu Chun nodded and waved at him.

Huzi found a place to practice his knives. This place is not far from the disciples, but there is a river bay, and the grass and trees in the middle are dense. Although Changtu Mansion is not like it was in the early years, and if you go to the street with a sword, someone will come to take you, but after all, Huzi is a real guy in his hand, and it is best not to be seen by many people.

Outer kung fu is actually not considered Huzi's main homework, and the cultivation of various spells should be put in the first place. Since the opening of the mountain, there have not been more than ten disciples from generation to generation of the Ghost Family, either practicing foreign kung fu or cultivating the way of immortals. After all, in decades of life, either of these two can be used to exhaust a lifetime of energy to ponder and study, and it is better to specialize in one than to specialize in it. Therefore, the disciples of the cultivation sect can see the kung fu of the foreign family, and it is good if they can save their lives, and the disciples who cultivate the additional ones learn the magic of the stars and a half, in order to see the evil stubble and not put their lives on the line.

But after Mr. Peng beat Huzi and cried, Huzi was not allowed to practice magic and draw talismans, so Huzi could only focus on foreign kung fu. Speaking of foreign kung fu, since Li Lintang came, Mr. Peng has completely let go, and the whole thing is a posture of not asking.

That Li Lintang is obviously the stick, but he can point out the sword technique of the tiger, and that is also the head of the way. Huzi's foundation is not bad, and fighting with Chang Qiu can be regarded as a life and death experience, naturally he has some understanding, Li Lintang can be regarded as helping him pierce a layer of window paper, and Huzi raised his eyes to see another piece of heaven!

I saw the tiger moving and turning, and the knife in his hand was either stabbed, chopped, chopped, picked, or sharpened, sometimes like the use of a knife, and sometimes with the power of a gun. Miao knife is a long-handled weapon, but it has a delicate usage! A slender Miao knife is as delicate and light as an embroidery needle in the hand of a little girl in Huzi's hand, and this method of killing actually brings out a bit of fairy rhyme.

Huzi was practicing energetically, but his ears were filled with a commotion from the disciples of the class: "That seems to be a person!" ”

Huzi took the knife and rushed over on his back, but he saw a person floating on his back on the river not far from the people in the class! It's a man, and there is no trace of blood on his face!

"Help!" Chu An shouted! A few young people who like to play in the water on weekdays immediately took off their coats and plunged into the water! After a short time, two men dragged the man ashore.

Liu Chun reached out and probed into the man's mouth and buckled it twice, took out a small piece of water grass, and said, "It's still hot!" Save! ”

He arranged for two disciples to kneel on one knee facing each other, knee to knee, and put the drowning man on their laps, and he pried the man's mouth open, and then kept patting the man on the back. After half a pillar of incense, the man coughed up a lot of water before he began to gasp for breath, but he still did not wake up. Liu Chun then put him flat and smashed him to the ground.

Huzi felt that something was wrong and said, "Where did you see him?" Listening to your shouting, it doesn't look like this man jumping into a river! But I'm upstream, why didn't I see him! ”

The disciples in the class, you look at me, I look at you, and they asked each other once, but they couldn't tell where they saw him first. A disciple slowly raised his hand and said, "The first thing I saw him seemed to be...... It's like a ...... that appears out of thin air on the surface of the river."

"Nonsense!" Chu An reprimanded, "How can a good living person appear on the river in vain!" There are ghosts, and you can't do it! ”

After saying this, Chu An was stunned for a moment, and turned his head to look at Huzi: "Little Huzi, you ask like this...... Don't be a ghost......"