The sword has not moved, but it can still give people an invisible pressure and deterrence.

"Good sword."

There was no trace of pride or smugness on Simon's cheeks, he just took a shallow sip of wine and nodded.

"The god of the spear knows this sword?"

Wusheng nodded.

Simon looked at the stove, lifted the lid of the pot, and took out two buns.

He put the steamed bun on the steamed bun, "The steamed bun is light and tasteless, and it is difficult to swallow, so I wrapped it myself." ”

A generation of Ximen family owners can make steamed buns!

If this kind of thing is said, it may be difficult for anyone to believe it, and maybe they will not even believe it.

Wusheng took out the bun and took a bite, but he was motionless like a stone statue, as if he had been stuck in the meat of the bun.

Simon squinted his eyes and smiled, as if he admired Wusheng's appearance.

He smiled, "How's that?" ”

Wusheng sighed, "The master of Tianjin who makes Goubuli buns should probably come over and ask for a lesson or two." ”

In the production process of steamed buns, every detail seems to be very particular and exquisite.

From the making of the dough to the time control of the buns, the control is very subtle, one more point is too much, one less point is too little, everything seems to be just right, just right.

Simon nodded.

There was no strange look on his cheeks, and he was already staring at the sword.

When he stared at the sword, his expression changed, this change should not have happened, but it was born, and the expression seemed to be that of a long-lonely, lonely prodigal son meeting his first love.

Unspeakable oath and sweet.

His heart, his soul, seemed to have flown to that place full of sweetness.

Wusheng slowly opened his eyes, suddenly turned around, staring and poking at the sword, "Are you a swordsman?" ”

Simon shook his head, "I'm not anymore for a long time. ”

Sigh of nothingness.

He may be right, his age does not allow him to be a swordsman, and the sword in his hand may only be a crutch.

But he didn't give up the sword, and he had found another life as a swordsman.

He has unleashed all his pursuit and belief in the sword, all his love and attachment, all his everything, into this room.

So everything in this seems to be the sword intent on the sword edge, and the sword qi on the sword edge.

No one can understand his dedication and pursuit of the sword, but Wusheng has understood.

He has deeply realized the sword intent in this bun, the sword intent in the dish, all of this is well controlled, just right, not a single point more, not a point less.

The sword did not move.

The sword can never move, but the life of the sword has been extended, and this person does not need to hold the sword, and has thoroughly enjoyed the pleasure and excitement that a swordsman should enjoy.

He has made it to eternity.

The eternity of the sword.

The sword was still on the wall, there was nothing else on that wall, and there was nothing else in his life that could compare to the sword.

That's why the sword monopolized a wall.

Wusheng sighed deeply.

"There is no sword in your hand, but there is a sword in your heart, and the sword is invisible?"

Simon nodded.

"You don't have to use a sword to enjoy the fun inside the sword?"

Simon nodded.

"Everything in here is a sword?"

Simon nodded.

"Every movement you make here is like every sword you stab?"

Simon nodded.

"You're a great swordsman."

Simon nodded and smiled.

He looked at the lifeless gun, looked at the hand holding the gun, his breathing gradually became short, and even his eyes faintly showed excitement, this feeling was like an amorous and lonely prodigal son, who saw a mysterious and beautiful bitch in the alley, and he couldn't control himself at all, and he couldn't help himself at all.

Wusheng suddenly stopped looking at the sword, and suddenly stared at and poked Ximen remnant.

While one eye is staring and poking at his face, the other eye is staring and poking at his chest, and when one eye is staring and poking at his chest, the other eye is staring and poking at the crotch of his pants.

It's a pair of strange and evil eyes.

"You'd love to duel me?"

Simon nodded.

His gaze was extremely calm, calm and steady.

"You want to duel me, but you can't, do you?"

Simon nodded.

That's exactly what he thinks, he really wants to kill Wusheng, and he wants to be killed by Wusheng.

The years had not allowed him to do so, and this enjoyment had been deprived, so that his eyes gradually began to glow with sorrow and pain.

"Are you willing to die under my gun?"

Simon nodded.

"Do you want to die by my gun, too?"

Simon nodded.

"It's time to be content, because many swordsmen don't get as much as you get, and they don't enjoy as much."

Simon sighed and nodded.

Fluttershy is waking up.

She smiled and looked at Wusheng, and then at Simon Remnant, "This is ......." ”

Simon smiled, "The remnant man has seen the fairy in the painting. ”

Fluttershy smiles but doesn't say a word.

She looked at Wusheng, hoping that Wusheng would tell him who this person was.

It was already raining heavily outside the door.

The two oilcloth umbrellas were still outside, and they did not leave.

"You are the head of the Simon family?"

Ximen Remnant nodded and smiled, "It's down there, Ximen Remnant." ”

Fluttershy's eyes are shining.

But she looked at the room and frowned again, for it didn't look like it was meant to be for someone of this status.

There may be many people in the rivers and lakes who are like this, and those who look inconspicuous may be the most powerful people in Momo.

The cold wind howled.

There was no longer a hint of chill, and the rain was still cold.

Simon walked under the eaves and stared at the drifting rain, "Stand down." ”

The two oilcloth umbrellas had suddenly disappeared, and they disappeared without a trace.

The dishes on the table are not cold, and the dishes cooked by a generation of great swordsmen are not something that everyone can eat if they want to.

Fluttershy takes a few bites of food and stares at Simon in surprise, "This dish ......." ”

She was speechless in astonishment.

"The handicraft of the crippled man, please feel free to see the fairy in the painting."

"Your food is really good."

Simon smiled.

Fluttershy smiles.

She couldn't believe that this was true, that a generation of Simon family owners would cook such delicious dishes.

Simon smiled, "Do you admire me very much?" ”

Fluttershy nods.

"I admire you too."

Fluttershy doesn't understand.

He suddenly stared at Wusheng, "I respect you and want to die under your gun, but I can't change one thing. ”

"What facts?"

"A very strange fact."

Wusheng doesn't understand.

Ximen slowly opened a secret door in the house, revealing another world.

He had gone out, and there was a vegetable garden outside, and a chicken, pig, and duck pen, and not far away there was a clear spring, which flowed on both sides.

A fishing basket, a fishing rod, and a fishing net on the shore.

A light boat floats on the water, undulating in the cold rain.

The net of the chicken pen is not large, and one of the chickens inside is already crowing violently, and Fluttershy knows why.

That chicken must have just laid eggs.

He suddenly walked to the stone wall not far away, and tapped lightly on a bluestone.

The stone wall suddenly opened.

There are only seven coffins in the cave, brand new coffins.

Simon opened the coffin, looked at the seven people, and then looked at Wusheng.

"What did the spear god see?"

Silent without life.

Empty eyes stared and poked at the bones in the coffin, each with an extra hole in its chest.

Holes pierced by guns.

"These seven people are all very powerful characters in the rivers and lakes."

Wusheng nodded.

He had seen this, almost every single one.

"It's not something you did." Simon stared at Wusheng, staring at the gun in his hand.

Silent without life.

"I can see that you are not their murderer."

Silent without life.

"But they died under the gun, and with a gun in the rivers and lakes, you are the only one who can kill them with one shot."

Simon smiled.

Fluttershy looks, "How do you know he didn't kill him?" ”

"He's not the kind of person who kills them."

"Are you so sure?"

Simon nodded and stared at Wusheng, "These bones are here, but the rumors have spread in the rivers and lakes." ”

Silent without life.

"They're going to look for you, and wherever you go, someone will kill you."

Wusheng nodded.

"So you don't have any reason to walk around."

Silent without life.

Fluttershy smiled, "Are you trying to say that we can live here and fish, raise chickens, and feed pigs?" ”

Simon nodded.

"It's a great place, and I really want to never leave it."

Simon smiled and nodded.

"In this way, you can eat your cooked food often in the future."

Simon nodded his head, smiling even more cheerfully.

"You like to eat my cooking?"

Fluttershy nodded, "Your food is really delicious." ”

"Do you want to learn?"

Fluttershy stares at Simon in surprise, as if she can't believe what she's heard.

"Of course I want to learn."

"It's not easy to learn to cook, and you're willing to learn it by heart?"

Fluttershy nods.

"To learn to cook, you must first understand the cuisine." His eyes had fallen to the garden, where the fertile fields had not been cultivated, and the soil was soft enough and full of moisture.

He believes that after washing with sweat, the fruits here will be sweeter, and the vegetables will be fresher and tastier.

The spring rain in March is sad, and it makes people in lovesickness even more sad.

Fluttershy stares at the fertile field as if she's seen fresh green peppers looming in the foliage, growing in the heat of the sun, round and crispy melons lying on the ground enjoying the sun's excitement, and cucumbers swaying under ......the bamboo trellises.

The smile on Simon's face is even stronger, and this smile can easily make people become younger, and give birth to vitality and courage.

"This is a garden that I have cultivated by myself, and I would love you to come with me and enjoy everything inside."

His words are already invited.

Fluttershy is staring at Lifeless, "Would you like to live in seclusion with me?" ”

She clung to her lifeless body, very tightly, but the words she spoke were soft, soft and sweet.

In every wrinkle of Simon's eyes, there is a youthful energy and joy as he stares at Fluttershy's smile.

Fluttershy is already wheezing, and every woman's heart becomes unsteady and beats fast at special times and events.