He Shishi coughed lightly and forced himself to save face: "You are so disrespectful to your elders, it stands to reason that you will be punished to go to the ancestral hall to kneel for a day, and then be grounded for a month to copy scriptures." But since I am an elder, I will inevitably have a little bit of love, and I can't bear to see you punished. ”

"Your fourth uncle, I also know some kung fu. You see, I was kicked by you, but because I was defenseless. ”

"Okay, Fourth Uncle. I see. He Lingjiang replied, trying to make his voice appear sincere.

He Shishi was angry: "If you don't believe it, let's make a bet." ”

"Huh?" He Lingjiang was puzzled.

"The time of a cup of tea, whatever you do, within a radius of half a zhang, if you can kick me, I will not care about you generally. If you can't kick it, you can give me the "Cup Picture Under the Moon" painted by Li Yu in your room. How is it? ”

He has recently befriended a Taoist leader in Huayang Mountain.

That Taoist has a refined temperament, profound Taoism, and it is even more rare to cast a mysterious spell. There is no other good in the life of the Taoist chief, only the paintings of Li Yu in the previous dynasty.

If you can get this painting that He Xiaoqi treasures, I am expected to learn from him.

Looking at He Shiren's look different from you, He Lingjiang suddenly said: Oh, it turns out that I want this painting.

She said hesitantly: "That's not good...... Although the niece accidentally bumped into the fourth uncle, she didn't know about it before. If the fourth uncle wants to blame me, I have nothing to say, so I have to go to the ancestral hall honestly. ”

"That "Cup Under the Moon" is my niece's favorite, and I can't take it out for gambling."

He Shiren knew that He Lingjiang, a girl, had no fear, and it was expected that no one in the house would be able to punish her.

He changed his words and said, "It's always your fault. Otherwise, tell me what you want, and if I have it, I'll give it out. You win, and it's yours. I won, and the "Cup Picture Under the Moon" will be mine. ”

"But ......"

"Alright, alright, don't!"

"Okay......" He Lingjiang replied helplessly.

She swept He Shishi from beginning to end before saying, "Then you have this light-containing sword on your waist." ”

He Shiren couldn't help but cover the hilt of the sword on his waist, this light-containing sword, but forged by a famous artist, danced chic and elegant, both beautiful and practical, he finally found it.

"The little lady's family, do you know how to use a sword?"

"Whether it will be or not, we will know later. How is the fourth uncle's sword? ”

He Shiren said confidently: "Of course, the sword is like a flying swallow, and the sword falls like a stop wind, which is very good." ”

He Lingjiang nodded, "In this way, it is really a good sword." That's it. ”

He Shiren was a little reluctant in his heart, and his tone was a little coaxing: "What if you change it?" I also have precious malachite in my house, which you can use as paint for painting, and a pair of night pearls, which you can play with. ”

"No, that's it. Could it be that the fourth uncle is reluctant? ”

He Shishi rubbed the hilt of his sword twice: "Okay." ”

She couldn't win anyway. His fist and foot kung fu is still good.

Because He Lingjiang couldn't get sunlight, he deliberately found a big empty room, and asked people to move all the things that were in the way aside, and personally drew a half-zhang circle on the ground, so that He Lingjiang stood in the middle.

"Well, we're in this circle. Whatever you do, if you can kick me, you win. ”

He Ling Jiang bowed slightly, indicating that he understood.

He Shiren smiled: "But do you want to let the fourth uncle let me let you a little more?" ”

"It's a gambling contract, and blindly letting the fourth uncle let it go, but it's not fair." He Lingjiang took down the fence and handed it to Aman, who was waiting on the side.

"Okay, let's get started." He Shishi flicked his sleeves and jumped into the circle with a fluttering posture.

"That'...... And I started? He Lingjiang said.

He Shishi smiled confidently.

Before the smile fell, I heard an "ouch", a moon-white figure crossed by, and it had fallen out of the circle, and there was a shallow footprint on the moonlit brocade robe.

His eyes widened in disbelief: "How did you do that?" ”

He Lingjiang looked at his right foot under his skirt: "That's what you do with your feet." ”

He poet is a little skeptical about life. He has practiced martial arts for many years, and he is not proficient, but he has never been defeated in the moves with the guards in the house, is it possible that he has been lying to him for so many years? But even so, it won't let He Xiaoqi kick out as soon as he lifts his foot, right?

I guess I'm not ready.

He did not believe in evil, got up and said, "Come again!" ”

He Ling Jiang looked at him in embarrassment: "Fourth uncle, you have already lost, and the light sword is now mine." It's not appropriate to gamble any longer, right? ”

He Shiren patted the hem of his clothes and said, "Do you want that top malachite in my house?" ”

"It's not impossible to ......"

Next, a miserable cry sounded from time to time in the He Mansion, and there was a self-supporting "Come again!" ”

He Lingjiang looked at the person in front of her, a brocade robe was already full of deep or shallow footprints, and she couldn't bear it: "Fourth uncle, if not, don't try it." ”

If he continues like this, he will lose everything in his hands to her.

"No ......" He Shiren was not convinced, he was not skilled in martial arts, and he could not be so embarrassed.

He Ling Jiang raised his forehead: "You can't avoid me." ”

"Why?" He felt that he was being underestimated.

"Those who practice martial arts are quick to speak. Fourth Uncle knows that I was obsessed with painting before, right? In terms of eyesight, who is like me? I haven't lifted my foot yet, and where you're going to hide next is already clear from your posture. ”

"You're saying you can run into me every time just because you have good eyesight?"

He Lingjiang nodded.

Of course, the point is that the kung fu he is proud of is not really good. With his martial arts, he has no problem dealing with three or four ordinary guards, but in front of people who are proficient in martial arts, it is nothing.

Although she is good at occult arts, she is not bad at martial arts. If He Shiren wants to defeat her, he will have to cultivate for another few decades.

He Lingjiang swallowed this very wisely.

He Shishi waved his hand dejectedly: "Forget it, it's me who lost." ”

He took the light sword held in the servant's hand, held his face, gritted his teeth and handed it to He Lingjiang: "This sword belongs to you." ”

His eyes were full of reluctance and he advised: "You have to treat it well, don't fall into the style of a famous sword." ”

As soon as he said that, he waved his hand again: "Forget it, you won't be able to use a sword." Just leave it in good condition, don't let it fall into the dust and rust. ”

He Lingjiang stretched out his hand to take it, and when the long sword came out of its sheath, a cold light swept in front of him. The sword body is about three feet long, less than two fingers wide, the blade is like autumn frost, the killing machine is hidden, and it feels thin and light in the hand, but it is convenient.

She looked at He Shiren and held a few sword flowers in her hand at random: "How does the fourth uncle know that I won't?" ”

"In the past, there was a beautiful woman Gongsun, who danced with a sword and moved in all directions. Although I am not talented, I have also seen others dance swords, and I have thought about it in private, but I have never tried it, so it is better to dance today, and the fourth uncle will give me some guidance by the way, how about it? ”