From a distance, I saw the courtyard gate also made of bamboo, and a whole wooden board with the four big characters "Wuyu Villa" written on it.

It is said that it is a mountain villa, but in fact, there are only a few bamboo houses, but it still looks much more exquisite than the bamboo house they came from down the slope.

When I entered the courtyard gate, a table of food had been set up in the courtyard, and two people were seated at the table, but the seat was vacant.

While Zhuohua was looking around, Li Shangyang had already sat down in front of him, and turned around and beckoned to Li Zhuohua, who was still fresh, and the latter quickly followed and sat down.

Before he could sit down, a woman dressed in red on the other side of the table got up from the chair and almost ran up to him, holding his face with both hands without waiting for Li Zhuohua to react.

Zhuohua suddenly became embarrassed, and the woman who came over looked at him with a look of tears, and then reached out and pinched his arm and back, as if she wanted to say something, looked at Li Shangyang and endured it with a sharp gaze.

Li Zhuohua was even more embarrassed by his touch, twisted twice and broke free slightly, and then looked at the woman, but she was much more beautiful than her mother.

He secretly thought to himself that the beautiful woman had taken away her appearance and returned to her place.

Only then did Li Zhuohua see clearly the two people on the table, in addition to the woman, there was a tall middle-aged man, with deep eyes and broad eyebrows, about thirty years old, but at this moment, he stared at him as tightly as the woman for a long time, although he was not as excited as the woman, but at this time, he was also eager, as if he wanted to see him through.

According to the old man, the middle-aged man's name was Wei Jing, and the woman called her Aunt Jing.

The first night in Yunzhou was novel and sad for Li Zhuohua, there was only one narrow bed in the house under the mountain, naturally Li Shangyang fell asleep, and Zhuohua could only sleep on the floor next to him, fortunately, children are not picky when they sleep, especially these days, and they are not in the mood to think about anything else.

Leaving the identity of the young master, Zhuo Hua is much more well-behaved. Li Shangyang helped him set up the bunk, then went to bed and turned over to sleep, and before going to sleep, he also instructed Li Zhuohua that if the fire poison swelled up at night, he would go to the basin to soak again.

Li Zhuohua lay on the ground, didn't fall asleep for a long time, closed his eyes and saw the tragic death of his parents, unconsciously, he remembered the little girl in Kuizhou, it is estimated that she also died in the city, I only hope that the dream I had in a coma is true.

Looking up at the bed, Li Shangyang was still asleep in front of him, and seemed to have snored slightly, thinking that he didn't know how to spend his life in the future, he couldn't help but feel lonely and sad in his heart.

Who knew that he raised his head like that, and the burning breath in his shoulders suddenly surged again, as if his hands were on fire, and rushed towards his chest.

Li Zhuohua endured the pain and quickly got up and drilled into the bathtub, he was terrible of the burning sensation of drilling his heart, and almost jumped into the water with a jump. The coolness instantly filled his body, making him can't help but moan "ah",

At this moment of squinting, out of the corner of his eye, he saw that Li Shangyang had turned over at this time, and the old god was staring at him on the ground, Li Zhuohua was startled, glared at him angrily in the dark, and said in a trembling voice: "You old man wakes up and doesn't make a sound, is it fun to sneakily peep at me?" ”

Li Shangyang was not annoyed, and said faintly for a long time: "You pounce so loudly, the dead have to be woken up by you." ”

He never fell asleep, always feeling Li Zhuohua's situation. Moreover, when it comes to his internal cultivation, every movement of grass and trees can be clearly perceived, let alone such a big movement when he gets up.

Zhuohua didn't answer, and looked down at himself who was soaked in the water: "Old man, did you say that I will spend most of my next days in this water?" ”

The sudden sentence made Li Shangyang stunned for a moment, and only said after a while: "Don't be so desperate, when you are fourteen or fifteen years old, your meridians will be much more mature than now, maybe there will be other ways at that time." ”

Hearing him say this, he can be regarded as having a little hope, and the whole person is no longer so low.

Li Shangyang also seemed to be interested, so he simply talked to the child: "Li Zhuohua, do you want to avenge your parents?" ”

Hearing this, he was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't react, and in a blink of an eye, a beam of moonlight was thrown down, but he saw that Li Zhuohua's eyes were shining like stars in the dark night, and he nodded fiercely in the direction of Li Shangyang, and said, "Yes, of course I want to, old man, do you want to help me avenge me?" ”

I only heard Li Shangyang sigh in the dark, and his calm voice couldn't feel the joy and sorrow: "I'm just a second-rate master, how can I avenge you?" Or you still have to be self-reliant. ”

Zhuo Hua suddenly said in frustration: "Then I learned martial arts, but I am just second-rate, and it is still useless." ”

Li Shangyang said again: "You have a foundation, and you can also worship famous artists in the future, how can it be useless?" ”

Zhuohua's heart moved, and he said solemnly behind Li Shangyang's back: "Okay, then I'll learn." ”

Li Shangyang turned around and said with satisfaction: "Then get up early tomorrow, and I will teach you martial arts." ”

After a night without words, Li Zhuohua almost fell asleep in the water, crawled out in a daze to dry his body, and fell asleep on the ground.

As soon as it was dawn the next day, Zhuohua was shouted by Li Shangyang, and with great reluctance to get dressed, he followed Li Shangyang to a bamboo forest in front of the bamboo house.

As the young master in the house, when did he get up at this hour, he had to sleep until three o'clock in the morning on weekdays, and then get up at the urging of his mother.

At this time, he was swaying behind Li Shangyang, even his eyes were half-closed, seeing that Li Shangyang was sitting on a tree stump, and there was no other place to rest, he simply sat on the ground with his head lowered and closed his eyes, feeling that he was about to fall asleep.

Suddenly his head was painful and he raised his head suddenly, it turned out that Li Shangyang saw that he was asleep again, and flicked him with his fingers, Li Zhuohua couldn't help but complain: "Old man, what are you calling me to get up early in the morning, I have never gotten up so early in my life, hurry up and let me go back to sleep." ”

As if he hadn't heard him complain, Li Shangyang frowned and reprimanded him: "Didn't you swear to take revenge yesterday, why did you forget it all when you got up?" If you are like this, you will not be able to avenge your parents if you stay here for the rest of your life. ”

Li Zhuohua suddenly sobered up a lot when he said this, and shook his head and responded to him with wide eyes: "Revenge, I will definitely take revenge, I won't go back to sleep, you can teach me martial arts." ”

Li Zhuohua said eagerly, almost jumping up from the ground.

Li Shangyang looked down at him: "What kind of practice, the Xuanhuo palm qi in your body has not been dispelled, and the surrounding meridians are all occupied by the fire poison true qi, no matter which sect you practice, you will end up trapped in the dantian and unable to form a circulation around the body, and in the future, I am afraid that you will not be able to practice." ”

When Zhuohua heard his words, tears poured out again, and he got up and walked to the bamboo house while crying, as if he was about to go to sleep.

Li Shangyang was not in a hurry in the back, and said slowly and leisurely: "Although this internal strength heart method cannot be cultivated, it can still be cultivated in the sword technique." ”

"Swordsmanship?" As soon as he heard this, Li Zhuohua immediately turned his head and sat down again, "But if you only practice swordsmanship and have no internal strength, isn't it useless?" ”

Li Shangyang said: "That's true, this internal force cultivation and external strength are complementary to each other, and both are indispensable. If you only cultivate internal strength, you will not succeed in the moves, and you will be like a crab without a double ao, and vice versa. Don't worry, this old disease of fire poison will be dissipated in some way in the future, and now you will have a small success in this sword technique, and you will be able to protect yourself. ”

Zhuohua no longer hesitated when he heard this, and nodded violently like pecking rice.