The next day, a blazing sun rose in the sky, and the city of Yun'an, which was sunny after the rain, returned to its former tranquility.

In the Pei family's mansion, the maids performed their duties, and the early riser Zheyunli stood by the lotus pond, playing slowly and logically with the teacher; Sanniang took the maid early in the morning and went to the vicinity of Pei's house to buy a new house.

At the entrance of Tianshui Bridge, a black horse ran out of the bustling streets and alleys and galloped towards the Mingyulou in the east of the city.

Night Terror Hall rode on a horse, wearing a beautiful black official robe, a belt inlaid with white jade at the waist, a silver crown on his head and long boots on his feet, and meticulous from head to toe.

The big bird with white flowers, was pulled up in the morning, did not wake up, squatted on the shoulder and dozed off, different from the past, with a small black scarf around the neck, embroidered with lines, shining, to highlight the special identity of the 'official bird'.

The robe was sent by Benben early in the morning, and it was the official robe of the deputy commander of the black ya, but the black government was not in the structure of the six departments, and this official position was regarded as an internal court official, belonging to the close ministers of the Son of Heaven, rounded off, about equal to the level of the deputy factory of the East Factory.

Because the bird bird has also made great contributions, Dongfang Liren specially cut a small dress for the bird, which looks like a scarf, but it is tied to the bird's body, how can it look like a black belly pocket.

Although Dongfang is very intimate, the bird bird does not appreciate it very much, sleepy and squatting on his shoulder, and keeps "cooing" along the way, which means that it is - on such a hot day, he also wraps a piece of cloth for the bird and is ready to make a lotus leaf chicken?

Night Terror Hall understood the meaning of the bird, but thought it was very good-looking, so he didn't take it off for the bird, and galloped all the way to the outside of the black ya.

The sun is shining, the sky is clear, and the streets outside the black government are full of craftsmen, knocking and repairing yesterday's battle damage.

The night terror hall turned over and dismounted in front of the door, and there were many chief catchers of the yamen who came to congratulate and congratulate, one by one'Night Lord', and even the familiar chief catcher, jokingly calling 'Lord Bird'.

Night Terror Hall is only about twenty years old, and he is directly parachuted into the second-in-command, and if he is replaced by others, he will definitely be regarded as a little white face raised by King Jing.

Although the reality is similar, except for the first four of the six evils, the entire Hei Ya is not his one general, and many of the general arrests are not fake, and all kinds of sycophants are almost stunned.

After the night terror hall finally finished socializing, he came to the Mingyu Building behind the black ya.

Dongfang Liren knew that the Night Terror Hall would come over this morning, and he made a special trip to wait in the hall of Mingyulou.

Night Terror Hall entered it with Birdie, and saw the tall queen in a slim python robe, holding his black lin gun in his hand, practicing marksmanship in the martial arts arena.

Judging from the moves, Dongfang Liren practiced the marksmanship of Yazhou, because his height was not inferior to that of a man, his limbs were slender and well-proportioned, and he did not look awkward at all when holding a spear, and even added a few different heroic postures.

Looking at the heat of the moves, the gun momentum of Dongfang Liren, compared with Pei Sanniang, the contemporary successor of the overlord gun, cannot be said to be indistinguishable, at least not to mention it.

Night Terror Hall stood at the door, looking at the appearance of Stupid and engrossed in playing with a big gun, his eyes were indescribable, and he felt that Stupid was still standing on the city tower yesterday and humming a little song.

"Twitter~"

Bird Bird was forced by the fat-headed dragon with strong marksmanship to dare not get close, so he stood on the threshold to say hello.

Dongfang left the spear for a moment, looked back, and stood up straight with the gun in a flowing manner, and the master was full of gas:

"Wearing this robe, it looks much more pleasing to the eye. Come in and practice marksmanship with the king. ”

Seeing this, the Night Terror Hall naturally did not refuse, and let the bird go to the garden by himself, and then entered the hall of the Mingyu Building, and picked up the Minglong spear with a whole body like black jade from the display shelf on the wall.

After weighing it slightly, I found that the texture of the Minglong gun was really good, the length of the gun was about the same as Sanniang's overlord gun, but the weight was only eight catties, and the gun was slightly shaken, and it could be seen that the gun was extremely tough, and the gun trembled slightly and let out a pleasant whisper:

Airplanes~~~

Dongfang Liren walked up to him with a black Lin gun, and his eyes were quite proud:

"This gun is the king invited several famous people to work hard to build, just to make the gun barrel took four years, with the North Liang to get the silver silk glued together, dried layer by layer, from the inside to the outer layer of more than 100 layers, before finally made into the gun barrel. Just for making this gun, this king was chased and scolded by the officials for several years, saying that this king was extravagant and wasted money ......"

Night Terror Hall can see how outrageous the craftsmanship of this gun is, the only drawback on the body is that it is expensive, and the cost is absolutely astronomical, and said with a smile:

"This gun, I feel that the material is too solid, and I feel that I am losing money to fight anyone, and it is more suitable to be an honor guard weapon......"

Dongfang stood with a gun in his hand, and said arrogantly: "A weapon is a weapon, since this king borrowed it from you, you can rest assured that you can toss it." Really leave a few openings on it, and put it here in the future, this king can also introduce it to people, saying that it was left by the Xuanyuan Dynasty and the silence, which is better than nothing to say. ”

The Night Terror Hall was no longer polite at the moment, and came to the center of the hall with the priceless dragon spear, and slashed his feet open, posing in the form of a broken gun:

"How does Your Highness want to practice guns?"

Dongfang Liren held the gun flat at his side, and the shelf was as solid as a rock:

"This king used the Yazhou dragon gun, this gun is the North Cliff gun king Chu Hao created, after the death of the old gun Kui, before the silence of the successor, Chu Hao also fought with the descendants of the overlord gun, it is said that the marksmanship attainment is not lost to the overlord gun. Well...... Let's go head-to-head, you show the overlord gun first, and let the king see it. ”

Night Terror Hall bowed slightly, holding the gun in both hands and trembling violently:

Smack-

The body of the gun shook violently, and it made a bang.

The robe of the Night Terror Hall swelled, and the hall suddenly rose in a crosswind, instantly shaking the robe of the Oriental Departure.

Call~

Night Terror's eyes condensed slightly, and he held the gun in one hand and went around behind him, until he held the tail of the gun with his right hand, and the gun pointed to the ground, making a soft sound of 'ding~'.

In the next moment, the Night Terror Hall let out a loud shout:

"Drink—"

The voice was like thunder, and the whole body suddenly tensed.

The Yellow Dragon lying on the road, which shook the mountain and destroyed the city, was about to rush out from in front of him and split to the east three zhang away.

Dongfang Liren was originally engrossed in looking at the gun, and found that the momentum of Mount Tai was overwhelming, as if he was going to dismantle Mingyulou with a shot, where did he dare to stand in front of him, and jumped back, and landed directly on the stairs at the edge of the hall.

Trample~

Night Terror Hall was ready to move, and looked at the instigation of jumping out of the distance:

"Your Highness?"

After Dongfang left the person with one hand, he still maintained a master's attitude, and said unhappily:

"Let me demonstrate, why are you yelling so loudly? Forget it, you directly teach the king's moves, and the king ponders it himself. ”

The Night Terror Hall didn't have any jokes to intimidate, and began to practice slowly with a gun, teaching the gun moves of the Overlord Gun.

Dongfang's talent for martial arts is actually not bad, but there is a gap with the top Tianjiao on the rivers and lakes.

After the Night Terror Hall was finished, he stood by and watched as if he was a teacher.

Dongfang Liren didn't feel anything, but after practicing for half an hour before he could figure out the way of luck, Yu Guang found that the cold boy next to him was holding his back with one hand, his eyes were complicated, and he shook his head imperceptibly.

Seeing her look over, Night Terror hurriedly put on a smile of approval.

(⊙⊙)

？！

Dongfang Liren felt insulted, if she couldn't beat it, she would have to raise her gun and shoot the night terror a few times, her face was slightly gloomy:

"If you're fine, go to the dungeon to interrogate the prisoners, and this king can practice by himself."

Night Terror doesn't mean to discriminate against stupidity, but it just feels a little spicy.

Since you teach marksmanship, you have to teach it in place, Night Terror Hall thought about it for a while, came to the back of Dongfang Liren in a silver python skirt, held her hands, hooked Dongfang Liren's naked feet, and slowly slid to the side:

"The overlord gun opens and closes, the shelf should be bigger, and the chest should be straight."

“？”

Dongfang Liren almost leaned on the arms of the night terror, the man's snort came from his ears, and his cheeks suddenly turned a little red, but he still obeyed the master's teachings, stood up the fat-headed dragon, and stood firmly.

Night Terror touched his right hand all the way along his shoulder, feeling the muscle force, and touched it from under the ribs to the waist until it was close to the flat abdomen:

"Tighten your waist and tense up."

Dongfang Liren's eyes blinked, tightened his waist and abdomen, maintained the posture of the majestic and noble queen, and said solemnly:

"Night Terror, you...... You pay attention. ”

Night Terror Hall looked serious, and pinched his hand along his clumsy arm to correct the wrong force:

"Practicing martial arts is not child's play, although Your Highness can't use it, but you can't be sloppy. When I practiced martial arts, I stood in the wrong posture, my father-in-law hit directly with a stick, and when I stood right, I still hit, when I could stabilize a stick down, and my legs and feet were not shaking, I was qualified.

"I have such a good talent, from the age of three to the age of eighteen, and I have practiced for fifteen years, so that I have the current accumulation. Your Highness can't practice real kung fu if you practice like this......"

The man's soft voice blew on the side of his ears, and his two hands were pressed on his body, Dongfang Liren knew that this was correcting his posture, but the night terror hall came to correct it......

There doesn't seem to be anything to resist......

After Dongfang got used to it for a while, he slowly suppressed the distracting thoughts in his heart, and looked ahead with sharp eyes:

"This king understands things, since you are teaching kung fu, you can let go, and you can correct it when you need it, and you don't have to be restrained because of this king's identity."

Night Terror Hall looked at Dongfang Li's side face:

"Are Your Highness sure?"

"As long as you behave reasonably, when will this king feel sorry for you?"

Dongfang Liren strives to put on a good posture:

"If you want to teach, teach well."

Night Terror Hall did hesitate a little, reminding:

"The force starts from the ground, first to the legs, then to the waist and hips, then to the chest and abdomen, and then to the arms, to form a line. Your Highness's strength is not right, I want to find out the situation, and I guess I have to pinch it all the way......"

“？”

Dongfang Liren understood the meaning of the night terror, and after a little consideration, he made a calm appearance of thirst for learning:

"You...... As long as you don't have a bad mind and teach this king marksmanship seriously, how can this king blame you, and you should pinch it. ”

Seeing this, Night Terror Hall passed his right hand under his ribs, and put his hand under the fat-headed dragon on his right, carefully sensing the force of the muscles in his chest.

“……”

Dongfang Liren felt that he was probably being held, and he said that he touched it a little, but he didn't touch it, and he did touch it when he said that he didn't touch it, and he could detect the restraint of the night terror, and try not to embarrass her. She pursed her lips and made a serious appearance:

"You don't even have your hands on the place where you exert your strength, can you feel something?"

Night Terror blinked, and when he saw that Ben Ben said this, he was no longer restrained, and rubbed the fat head dragon up, carefully sensing the strength of his muscles.

Dongfang Liren's eyelashes trembled, and he quickly stood up again, his face flushed, and he didn't say a word.

"Hold your chest up and don't shrink back, Your Highness is not as good as standing just now." Night Terror Hall calm reminder.

Dongfang Liren secretly gritted his teeth, put out the gun rack, and tried to adjust the way of power, the black lin spear in his hand trembled slightly in the air, and held it steadily.

After persisting for a long time, he found that the night terror hall was holding on, and Dongfang Liren frowned and asked:

"Why do you keep pressing here? Other places just pinched. ”

Night Terror didn't mean to rub oil, and explained softly: "The fat layer is a little thick, and the muscle force is not obvious. ”

Dongfang Liren knew that his fat-headed dragon was a little thick, thought about it, gritted his teeth and said:

"You just have to press hard."

Night Terror Hall should have hurt no matter how hard he tried, so he didn't do it, just frowned and carefully felt the details under the fat layer.

The two practiced marksmanship seriously, and before the night terror hall could figure out the force, a gust of wind blew in at the door.

Call~

The old woman with long hair to the ground fell silently in front of the two of them, and was about to speak, when she found that the night terror hall was pressing the placket of King Jing's clothes, and she paused again.

Seeing this, Night Terror Hall let go of his right hand, stood upright, and bowed:

"Lord Meng."

Dongfang was secretly frightened in his heart, but he did not put away the gun rack, but explained seriously:

"He's teaching Benwang marksmanship, don't get me wrong......"

As he spoke, Dongfang's eyes suddenly sank again, and he asked:

"Meng Jiao, is he teaching this king marksmanship?"

The white-haired old woman's eyes were a little weird, but that's all, hearing King Jing's inquiry, she slowly came to her:

"The Night Boy is indeed teaching the gun rack, this method feels the most intuitive, it is too much more than the eyes to see, and it is mostly used between people close to him."

Is it...... Dongfang Liren secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and the blush on his face dissipated a little.

"The technique of the young man is too jerky, if it is an ordinary woman, she can figure it out, but His Royal Highness's foundation is too thick, and it is difficult to touch it with his bare hands."

The white-haired old woman poked out her sleeve with her palm and looked at the night terror:

"Tianhe knife is an inner door exercise, which can enhance the six senses of people, and the advantage is comprehensive, with a radius of dozens of zhang, but it is too comprehensive and must not be fine enough. The most sensitive place for people to touch is the fingertips, Liu Qiansheng's 'listening to the wind palm', is this kind of exercise, at the peak of the past, with the palm of the hand can feel the footsteps of several miles away, crowning the entire rivers and lakes. The old body has learned similar methods, and he is thousands of miles away, but he can barely use it. ”

Night Terror Hall listened carefully, but saw the white-haired old woman's hands wandering, obviously practicing the moves, and after the drill, she signaled:

"Nightboy try?"

Seeing this, Night Terror learned the movements of the white-haired old woman, practiced a few moves, and after figuring out the hidden luck path, he lightly attached his palm to the clumsy fat-headed dragon.

？？

Dongfang Liren's eyes showed a little annoyance, Meng Jiao was in front of her, how could she continue to let the night terror hall touch the dragon, and hurriedly pushed a step away:

"Night Terror!"

Seeing this, Night Terror changed direction and pressed it on Dongfang Liren's shoulder, probing the subtle vibrations caused by the heartbeat and blood flow through the feeling of his fingertips......

The white-haired old woman praised her eyes: "The understanding of the night boy is really good." ”

Dongfang Liren tidied up the crumpled placket and restored the appearance of the cold queen:

"But something to report?"

The white-haired old woman bowed her head: "Nangong Shaofeng refuses to confess, but Liu Qiansheng has the intention of talking to the court." ”

Night Terror let go of his hand and asked:

"He's in his eighties, what do you want? Leave a whole body to be buried? ”

The white-haired old woman said: "Liu Qiansheng is the grandmaster of the inner family, and he was beaten out of the secret injury, so he became what he is now, otherwise it will be no problem to live for another twenty years." He wanted Beiliang Snow Lake Flower to renew the meridians, and was recruited by the imperial court to give him an official title. ”

Night Terror heard the name of 'Snow Lake Flower' and asked:

"Does the imperial court have such a thing?"

Dongfang Liren thought about it: "The snow lake flower grows in Tianlang Lake, and it is said that once it blooms in 60 years, it is hard to find gold. There is a little in the palace, which is still left from the founding of the country, which is only enough to prepare a pair of medicines, which must be left for the Son of Heaven in case of emergency, and it is impossible to give it to him. ”

Night Terror nodded and looked at the white-haired old woman:

"Why did Liu Qiansheng open this sea mouth?"

The white-haired old woman explained: "Only these things can allow him to continue to gain a foothold in the world, otherwise it is no different from death." ”

Night Terror suddenly thought about it:

"Why don't I talk?"

Dongfang Liren actually wanted the Night Terror Hall to continue teaching marksmanship, but he still nodded:

"It doesn't matter if he confesses or not, if he can teach all his martial arts, he can let him live in the capital for the last few years, and nothing else is to be discussed."

Night Terror Hall bowed his head, put down the Ming Dragon Spear, and turned around and walked out of the Ming Jade Tower......

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This chapter was originally 6,000 words, but it was too long-winded, and the scrapped manuscript was put at the back......

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