Unexpectedly, Gugu Yuguang caught a glimpse of Geng Ding riding on the threshold and raising the altar to drink, which caused Geng Ding to sigh at the leisurely world and Lao Ji laughed.

Geng Ding, who turned out to be greedy for wine, took advantage of the stalemate between the two to break into her "well-cared after" wine cellar on weekdays, and moved out the two jars of aged apricot blossom wine that she had been cellaring for four years......

Gu Gu was distracted for a while when he found out that Geng Ding was "stealing wine...... At this time, a preemptive strike, he turned his stillness into movement, kicked the silver fir in Googo's hand, and at the same time, patted his silver fir wood on Googo's shoulder.

Goo had already heard the wind, but instead of dodging, he shrugged his shoulders in reverse and deliberately slammed into the silver fir wood.

When the silver fir in Shao's hand touched Googo's shoulder, it felt like a spell had been cast by Goo, and all the power on the cedar was sucked away.

The silver fir wood actually broke free from Shaoyi's hand, didn't recognize Shaoyi as the master at all, and spun around Gugu's shoulder for half a circle, and was grabbed by Gugu in his hand in a blink of an eye.

Shaoyi could react and was knocked to the ground in an instant. "Phew-" One less spit out the dust that ate into his mouth.

He turned his head and reached for his silver fir wood. Goo took advantage of the situation to throw the silver fir wood towards Geng Ding on the threshold, only to hear a small noise, and then the aroma of pear blossom wine filled the entire courtyard.

Geng Ding saw that Gu Gu smashed the wine jar in his hand, and in order to escape the charge of opening the altar without permission to "steal wine", he came to a "Ge You paralysis" and pretended to be drunk.

Goo Gu left Shaoyi and hurried to the eaves, his apricot eyes wide.

"Uh, hahaha-uh, I-" Geng Ding smiled all over his face. Under the moonlight, pear blossom wine was sprinkled all over the ground, and a group of ants who didn't know whether they were alive or dead were busy licking a piece of flower wine.

Coo-coo, he also came back from the backyard with a jar of pear blossom wine, and in front of Shaoyi and Geng Ding, he raised his head and drank a lot.

"Rejoice!" she smiled.

......

The pear blossom wine is in the stomach, the moonlight fairy in the eyes is demonic, and the Ganhuaxi is also full of drunken looks.

Shaoyi and Geng Ding each swallowed a mouthful of saliva, you look at me, I look at you, quietly waiting for the cooing to fall.

Shaoyi wanted to step forward to remind Gugu to pay attention to the amount of alcohol, but Geng Ding grabbed Shaoyi and whispered: "Don't stop her, just let her drink enough! ”

Geng Ding saw that Gu Gu was already a little drunk, turned around and asked Shaoyi with a smile: "Do you want to come to the second altar too?"

"No one can move the four altars, and the last four altars must be reserved for the most important time. The housekeeper sat down with her eyes on the door frame, her eyes looking at the moon that was about to set, and she was completely captured by the sleepy insects.

In the courtyard, covering Gugu with a shirt, Geng Ding turned his gaze to the side, and he found the silver fir tree lying alone on the ground.

He originally thought that even if Shaoyi had no chance of defeating Gugu, it stands to reason that he should at least hold on for the next few rounds!

The disappointed Geng Ding put the silver fir wood back into the incense case, looked up at the deer head on the wall, and felt very uncomfortable: "When will I be one less to grow up, and I have an explanation?"

At this time, Shaoyi didn't understand why Geng Ding couldn't stop looking at the deer in a daze.

In the middle of the night, the mist soaked the moonlight, and the half of the jar of pear blossom wine splashed on the ground caused the ants to get drunk.

Painstakingly enclose a large "fence" on the ground with tree branches, lest anyone accidentally step on the small ants scattered on the ground.

It's rare to have a clean night, but one less has not slept for a long time.

Today is the first time to compete with Gugu, and it can be seen that Gugu has a good control over the silver fir wood, although he was hit by Leng Ke with a blow to the twenty-eight veins, but the induction and control of the silver fir wood is almost completely none.

Gugu has always had a talent for cultivation, and Shaoyi looked at Gugu, who was dressed in the moonlight and had fallen asleep against the threshold, and his heart was full of respect. Shaoyi's heavy head began to doze off, but he was in a daze, and he hadn't let go of the thoughts in his heart: "I don't know how to live up to the elders and become a competent main sword?"

......

"Boy, you can't even hold the wood in your hand, how are you qualified to take the Shaokang sword in the attic of the Sword Pavilion, and follow to pick up the hawthorn as soon as possible." Geng Ding took such a blow on the head, and alerted Shaoyi.

He turned around and picked up the silver fir on the incense table, bowed down, and said solemnly, "The village chief, please teach me." ”

"Then let me ask you, what is it in your hand?"

"Silver fir wood. ”

"Well, you've got the wrong person. Geng Ding did not hide his disdain, did not even look at the right eye, threw off his sleeves and turned to leave.

Staying put, this result was not expected by him at all. Uncle Geng's face became faster than the sky.

Drinking alcohol is harmful to health, and I thought to myself that I was angry and called my brother when I was drinking, but now I am an old man and a grandson......

Like a deflated balloon, Shaoyi sat on his heels, looked at the silver fir in his hand, and wondered: "It's not the silver fir wood, what can it be?"

He stared bitterly at the deer's head above his head. The long eyelashes on the deer's head slowly drooped, leaving a beautiful, quiet shadow, as if the deer had covered up many, many stories that had happened in the years, and the high forehead was wisely facing the distance outside the window.

The whole deer head is like carrying a god, reflecting a noble majesty, a kind of dignity with temperature.

When he was young, the cradle of the young one was hung under the deer's head, and in the eyes of the babbling baby, this deer head was the embodiment of a loving mother.

On the wall, next to the deer's head, there are two antiques hanging crosswise, which are the weapons used by the ancestors of Dayan River in ancient times, a huge, sharp plate axe, and a sharpened and long anvil.

Looking at the cold light emitted from the weapon, although Shao Yi was used to seeing it, he still made the spirit of the forest force to sneeze.

Shaoyi couldn't help but think of the more than 200-pound plate axe in Leng Wa's hand from this antique weapon, and he seemed to have figured it out...... It turns out that the anvil and plate axe are not only labor tools for cutting wood and firewood in daily life, but also sharp weapons used to fight snow wolves and stabbing dogs and bears during hunting.

He shouted excitedly, "Village Chief, I know. ”

Geng Ding saw Shaoyi holding the silver fir wood and walked in front of him with great interest, so he asked, "What's the matter, have you found the answer?"

Shao Yi nodded again and again: "Well, the silver fir wood in my hand should be regarded as a sharp sword......

"You finally have a little bit of wisdom. Since it is a sharp sword, then, you start to lift the silver fir sword with one hand and stand until you can't hold it anymore and drop the sword, and our homework for today is over. Geng Ding said with a slight satisfaction on his face.

Shaoyi took the teaching, then took the sword in his hand and stood in place.

Geng Ding shook his head, motioned for Shao Yi to use two fingers to grip the sword like a hawthorn fruit, and said, "You have to keep your chest and abdomen straight, and you can't shoot too hard, and you can't be so light that your hand is so light that the sword falls." ”

The shadows stretched by the sunlight are one big and one small, the big one is one less, and the small one is the sword in the hand of the lesser one.

The sun turned, and the two shadows followed slowly......

Big drops of sweat fell on the ground, and Shaoyi didn't care about his hardships, but felt sorry for the little ants on the ground. At this time, he saw that the ants were anxiously trying to get out of their holes, scrambling to rush to the ground to lick the sweat stains that had fallen.

Oh, I thought to myself, in the past, I used to pour water into the courtyard at noon to cool down, but today it's a pity that she went up the mountain.

Can anyone pour some water on my head?!

An hour passed, and the young one still did not move.

Geng Ding was just about to praise himself for teaching well, but when he heard the sound of "fluttering-", Shaoyi's body stiffened and fell to the ground.

Geng Ding poured a bucket of water all over the place, and when he opened his eyes, he struggled to stand up again.

He continued to hold the silver fir sword and stood under the scorched sun.

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