The sun sets in the west.

The pleasure boats on the river gradually dispersed, and the sky was dyed with a touch of red glow.

Night Terror Hall stood in the Wangjiang Pavilion, using his fingers to make a knife, unhurriedly pondering the knife technique taught by his father-in-law.

The birds, on the other hand, turned the bushes into rocking chairs, lying on the branches and leaves, and humming a little song:

"Goo~Goo~......"

Coming over at noon to wait for King Jing to summon him, he thought that he would only need to wait for a moment as before, but he didn't think about waiting, so he waited from noon to afternoon.

Although the time is a bit long, but it is not boring, King Jing is quite thoughtful, in the afternoon to take care of the meal, but also arranged for the beautiful palace maid as a tour guide, to visit the scenery around Yutan Villa.

Yutan Villa is a famous scenic spot in Yunzhou, and it is rumored that the dragon washing pool in it has the miraculous effect of staying and nourishing the face, but non-royal families can't come at all.

I was fortunate enough to come to visit, and I wanted to go to the Dragon Washing Pond to see, but unfortunately I was politely rejected by the female guide, and I don't know why.

When it was almost dark, the night terror hall was also distressed by the palace maid who had accompanied him for half a day, so she came to Wangjiang Pavilion to rest and ponder her knife skills.

Not long after practicing, there was a sound of footsteps in the villa behind.

Looking back, the Caiyi Gong'e came out, and at the front was King Jing in a silver python suit.

King Jing's supermodel figure, a head taller than the gentle palace maid behind, the legs are very long, the stride is naturally large, and the accompanying palace maid has to trot to keep up...... It's not like, she's a queen of the Eight Classics herself, and she doesn't have a fief.

Night Terror Hall didn't look at his figure, walked out of the stone pavilion without squinting, and gave his hand away:

"Meet...... Come back! ”

Before the ceremony was finished, I saw the bird that was lying in the flowers, turned up, fanned its wings and landed in front of the people in the east, raised its head, looked at the fat dragon sister with bright black eyes, opened the bird's beak to ask for food, heard the sound of night terrors, and turned its head one hundred and ten degrees:

"Tsk~"

Dongfang walked to the lawn, saw the bird in the way, raised his hand and hooked it, let the bird fall on his arm, and tilted his head to look at it while walking:

"This snow eagle is so good-looking, but the bloodline is not pure, a little fat, what's the name?"

The Night Terror Hall came closer, picked up the bird, and responded:

"It's called Bai ...... The King of White Prostitutes. It likes to eat and drink, so it takes its name casually. ”

White prostitution......

Dongfang Li heard this word for the first time, but when he saw Wen Siyi, he felt that it meant 'not giving money to the girl after prostitution', which was not a good word.

Dongfang didn't say anything about night terrors, raised his hand slightly, and took a treasure knife sheathed with green jade from the palace maid's hand:

"The name is too cheesy, and you have treated such a good-looking bird badly, and you will change your name to Xue Guifei in the future, what do you think?"

"Tsk!"

The bird said proudly - as long as the bird is fed, it can be called the king of the stove.

Night Terror Hall never called by name, and followed towards the riverbank:

"Your Highness is happy. Your Highness, this knife looks ......"

"This knife is called 'Tsing Yi', the knife that the old master of Shuiyun Jiantan gave to this king, although it is not one of the top ten famous knives listed in the rivers and lakes, but the craftsmanship is as good as it."

Dongfang Liren handed the saber to the Night Terrors:

"I can borrow you to observe it."

“……”

Night Terror Hall was honest, he wanted to say, 'This knife looks flashy'.

The knife is the overlord of short soldiers, characterized by its durability and easy to carry, and its practicality far exceeds that of other short soldiers.

Dongfang Liren This knife, saying ornamental, may not find a second one that looks better than this, but when it comes to practicality, it is estimated that only when he committed suicide died like a nobleman.

However, Dongfang is a princess with golden branches and jade leaves, whether in the past or in the future, it is impossible to have the opportunity to fight with people in person, and it is indeed appropriate to use this knife.

Night Terror Hall caught the treasure knife, and after a little deliberation, he still said approvingly:

"It's really beautiful, if I hold it in my hand, I can't bear to use it to cut people."

Dongfang Liren took back the treasure knife and hung it on his waist, stood still on the riverside, his posture was calm, and asked:

"How are you learning the knife these days?"

"I learned a little fur, and I came here today to teach His Highness."

Night Terror Hall went straight to the topic, in order to avoid suspicion, he held it in his hand with a single knife out of the sheath, and began to reproduce the moves of Qiu Tianhejiao.

Dongfang Liren stood slim on the riverside, carefully observing the movements of the Night Terror Hall, and just wanted to say, "You have a good appearance, and you have practiced well", when she saw the Night Terror Hall put away the knife and asked:

"Your Highness has learned the Heavenly Sword?"

？

Dongfang was inexplicable: "You just taught this king, and you haven't memorized this king's moves, how can you learn it?" ”

Night Terror Hall bowed slightly, taught it seriously, and then said:

"And now?"

？？？

Dongfang Liren thought that Night Terror Hall was asking her if she remembered the moves, but she was slightly speechless, and she didn't say much at the moment, the sword was unsheathed, and she began to repeat the movements of Night Terror, and began to show her 'outstanding' memory.

It's a pity that Night Terror Hall didn't praise her for her good memory like other old masters.

Night Terror Hall put away the knife and stood with his hands in his hands, watching the queen practice the knife seriously, and wanted to boast about it, but immediately found that the queen was 'painting a cat according to the tiger'.

Let's say remember, I do remember the action, but the details are basically absent, it just looks like it.

Belch......

Night Terror Hall found that the queen was so stupid and so confident, and his heart was half cold.

Because the other party was the queen, the night terror hall couldn't say anything, so he nodded and said:

"Your Highness has an extraordinary memory, huh...... I'll practice it again, and Your Highness will take a look at it. ”

As he spoke, he rehearsed the moves again.

Dongfang Liren can also be called 'diligent and studious, not ashamed to ask', and carefully observe the actions of the night terror.

After you came and went back and forth four or five times, Dongfang Liren finally remembered the details of his body.

In fact, this speed is already very fast, and it can be said that the talent is good.

But in the eyes of the Night Terrors, he could only sigh secretly - finally remembered......

Night Terror Hall breathed a sigh of relief, and stood beside him again, waiting for Dongfang to realize the hidden luck in the move.

Outcome......

The sun sinks into the river, the clouds rise and fall, and the branches on the moon ......

An hour passed in the blink of an eye.

Dongfang is very serious, holding a treasure knife, practicing methodically on the grass, the movements are exactly the same, over and over again, without showing the slightest irritability.

From the initial patient waiting, the night terror hall slowly turned into a daze, and then turned into incredible!

Looking at King Jing's eyes, she has also changed from a supermodel with a supermodel body and a fairy face to a stupid sister with big breasts and hard work......

Mom, it's been more than a hundred times, and you haven't practiced anything yet?

Nutrition is all used in the chest......

Seeing that the palace maids in the distance were dozing off, the night terror hall couldn't help it, so she opened her mouth to remind:

"Your Highness, what about this "Tianhe Knife", you can't stick to the rules and practice hard according to the moves, huh...... Looking for a feeling ......"

Dongfang Liren thought that he was learning very seriously, and when he heard the guidance, he was puzzled:

"What does it feel?"

"Just don't stick to the moves, look for the feeling, that's the kind of thing, you think you should make a knife, you can use it, huh...... Knife sense! ”

Night Terror tried very hard to explain, but it sounded like talking about 'absolute tone' to a man with incomplete tones.

Dongfang Liren is proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and he really has a 'sense of sound', but the sense of the knife, there is no hard kung fu that has been practicing knives for more than ten or twenty years, where can he practice.

Dongfang Li saw that it was very difficult for the Night Terror Hall to explain the knife technique, and he was slightly dissatisfied, put away the knife and shook his head:

"That's it, let's go to Qiu Tianhe again to ask for advice, and let him explain the door clearly. You don't know how to practice, how to teach this king? ”

That's how I practiced......

But it's really useless for Night Terror Hall to learn it by himself, and in his way, he can't teach Dongfang Stupid at all.

Night Terror estimated in his heart that he had to break the move and feed it to the queen's mouth, and it was no longer in vain at the moment:

"Okay, I'll go to the dungeon tomorrow and let Qiu Tianhe explain the practice clearly. In two days, I have to talk to my family about some business matters, and these days I will think about how to practice the Tianhe Sword, and then I will teach His Highness after a while. ”