"It's said that it's actual combat training, but he seems to have just abused us, and he didn't say a word after the abuse, ......and he didn't even give a suggestion," Cao Yuan shook his head, "I don't understand it." ”

Baili Chubby nodded in agreement, "I also think that the brain circuits of the Sword Saint seniors don't seem to be the same as normal people. ”

"What normal person would become a waiter after becoming a Juggernaut?"

"And I always had the feeling that he wasn't really willing to talk to us."

"I think so too."

"He's not going to be a social terrorist, is he?" Baili Chubby said with a strange expression.

Cao Yuan glanced at him, "People are human ceilings, it's normal to be cold, how can it be social fear?" ”

“……”

"Besides, what kind of society would like to let people call him a sword master." Cao Yuan added, "This kind of title of middle two is not like something that can be taken out by people who are afraid of society. ”

"But they are really sword saints." Baili Chubby sighed, "Speaking of which, it is already very unexpected for me to have a Sword Saint in this era, don't this kind of people generally appear in ancient times or fantasy worlds?"

It's hard to imagine that in a modern city full of high-rise buildings, a sword master wearing a shirt and sneakers can come out of the earthen restaurant, unsheath his sword, and the gods give him the head......

Isn't this style of art strange?

As for the Sword Immortal, he didn't even dare to think about it. ”

"The key saint is everywhere, where can the sword immortal be found?" An Qingyu jumped out coldly.

"Anyway, the Sword Saint predecessor is a real human ceiling, although the personality is a little unpredictable, but the strength is real." Lin Qiye slowly spoke, "Since Commander Ye spent so much money to bring him here, he must have thought that we could learn something from him." ”

The others nodded.

Lin Qiye glanced at the sky and said to everyone: "Let's do this today, everyone go back and have a good rest, if nothing happens, tomorrow will be very torturous......

……

The next day.

Lin Qiye was woken up by the alarm clock, quickly got up from the bed, and walked to the open space in the center of the warehouse after washing.

Having learned the lesson of yesterday, Lin Qiye and the others specially discussed it last night, and got up early, so they couldn't let a human ceiling wait to teach them a lesson every day.

But when Lin Qiye walked to the clearing, he found that he was still naïve.

Zhou Ping had already stood in the middle of the open space of the warehouse early, holding a feather duster in his hand that he didn't know where it came from, focusing on the dust in the corner, his eyes were very heavy, but he still looked very energetic.

“…… The predecessor of the Sword Master is early. Lin Qiye looked at the time and confirmed that it was still six o'clock in the morning, and the sun outside had not fully risen, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

Zhou Ping nodded and hummed.

Then continue to dust the corners.

"You can get up a little later, the morning class starts at eight o'clock." After cleaning one corner, Zhou Ping said to Lin Qiye while walking to another corner.

"Since it only started at eight o'clock, why did you get up so early, senior?" Lin Qiye couldn't help but ask.

Zhou Ping said lightly, "When I was in the store, the third uncle would get up early every day to prepare the ingredients, and I also had to get up early to clean up before the opening of the business, and I have been used to it for many years." ”

"Do you need to wake up so early to open a restaurant?"

"The third uncle is a detail-oriented person, and he often takes longer to prepare the ingredients than he actually cooks, which is why he doesn't put out a lot of dishes every day." Zhou Ping said calmly, "In his opinion, the quality of the dishes is more important than the quantity. ”

Lin Qiye nodded thoughtfully.

Soon, several other people also came to the clearing, and when they saw Zhou Ping who was busy, their expressions were a little strange.

"Seven nights, aren't we going to help?" Cao Yuan asked suspiciously.

Lin Qiye shook his head, "I wanted to help for a long time, but the Sword Saint senior wouldn't let me ......"

"So we're just watching?"

"That's all there is to it."

Lin Qiye moved a small horse by one and sat in the center of the clearing, silently looking at Zhou Ping's focused and busy figure.

He seemed to be very busy all the time, and no matter what he was doing, he would put all his energy into this one thing, and he would clean every crevice between the floor tiles until it was spotless, and every bit of wall stain he would wipe until it was completely gone, even if he rubbed it ten times, twenty times, thirty times in a row......

No matter how simple the action is, no matter how boring the repetition is, he doesn't seem to feel bored, but devotes himself to it.

It's as if he's not cleaning, he's carving a work of art.

Lin Qiye and the others looked at his figure in a daze, the light in the sky became brighter and brighter, and the sunlight shone through the window at the top, spilling in the center of the clearing, coating the ground with a layer of pale golden film.

The diffuse detergent and water vapor in the air appear a faint rainbow light when the sun shines on it.

Before I knew it, it was eight o'clock.

Zhou Ping put down his sleeves, put the cleaning supplies back in place, and walked in front of Lin Qiye and the others.

"This morning, your training is still about reading books." Zhou Ping said slowly, "However, you must pay full attention to it, substitute yourself into the book, carefully experience the emotions of the characters in the book, and let yourself be him."

Do you understand? ”

Lin Qiye and the others nodded.

They each took out a book from the cardboard box, and went back to Xiaomazha to read it, today Lin Qiye picked out a copy of "Smiling Proud Jianghu", although he had read most of the book before, but this did not prevent him from reading it again.

As Zhou Ping said, what he has to do is not only to read the book, but to bring himself into the role of the book.

Lin Qiye took a deep breath, opened the title page of the book, and looked down carefully.

Zhou Ping himself took a copy of "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", sat at the door of the warehouse, and read it carefully.

The entire warehouse was extremely quiet, except for the occasional sound of flipping books echoing in the air.

A few hours later.

Lin Qiye slowly closed the book.

He looked at the cover with the publisher and the selling price written on it, and the whole person was stunned in place for a long time before he came back to his senses.

In his heart, there are mixed tastes.

He followed Zhou Ping's advice and completely substituted himself into the role of Ling Hu Chong, and experienced the ups and downs of the story with him, and experienced his emotions...... He'd never read a novel like this.

But what Zhou Ping said, the power he gained from the story, he still didn't feel half of it.

Lin Qiye turned his head to look at the others and found that their expressions were similar, and their eyes were full of helplessness.

They were about to say something, but suddenly they stopped where they were.

At the door of the warehouse, the figure sitting alone in the sun, holding a book in his hand......

Tears.