"This is also the Heart Sutra, but what I am giving you is a commentary that can help you cultivate to the realm of the marrow. You go to Jiangxi, along the way, when you study diligently, don't waste it, and the next time we meet, I will definitely test your cultivation. ”

I took the book "Heart Sutra" from Yue Buying's hand, and I turned it roughly through the sleepless night, and the text was still consistent with what I had read before, and it was not different.

However, the annotations have become much more obscure, and I can't understand them for a while, so I have to put them away.

Yue Bubao took out another pamphlet and threw it to him. Sleepless at night, it's a book of sword poems annotated.

"I have heard that you are good at Du Shi swordsmanship, and you often dress up as a woman-" Yue Bu's voice lengthened a little.

Sleepless Night's face turned red, and seeing his tone like this, he knew that he had seen through his male disguise.

Yue Bu said: "Since you are a 'female Jiao'e' who practices Du Shi's swordsmanship, how can you not learn "Guan Gongsun Auntie Dancing Sword Weapon Walk"? In this poem, tricks are frequent, and since then, more means have been added. ”

Sleepless at night took the pamphlet and flipped it back and forth. This swordsmanship annotation is not difficult, with his current understanding of swordsmanship, and even a cursory glance, he has roughly understood the second style of swordsmanship, "a dance of swordsmanship moves the Quartet".

He was overjoyed to have something new, and read the booklet back and forth, and couldn't put it down, and saw a small red clay seal at the bottom of the title page, but it was a yin seal, with four words empty, "Leopard Room Collection".

"What does this mean?" Sleepless muttered to himself, seemingly asking, but in fact he didn't expect Yue Buying to answer.

Yue Bu didn't plan to answer, but slowly raised his head, looked into the distance, and said lightly: "The Heart Sutra has been passed on, the swordsmanship has been passed on, your loose sword, after that night's battle, is a little damaged, I have found a skilled craftsman to repair it for you, under the bed in the other room next door to you." You go and find it. ”

He turned around, and sucked up the wine gourd that fell to the ground, and he didn't see how his feet moved, and his black figure was getting farther and farther away, but the aftermath fell steadily in the ears of Sleepless Night.

"If you are a man, why should you hide and pretend to be a woman! There are also two sets of shirts next to the sword, you go to Jiangxi and restore the man's clothes...... Without further ado, let's say goodbye, I'm in Chengdu, waiting for your news. ”

Yue Buyu's figure gradually turned into a small black dot, confused and hidden between the white wind and snow, and was no longer visible.

The sky and the earth are cold, the four fields are silent, only the occasional jackdaw and snowbird cry, and the white fox rustles and walks on the snow.

Sleepless at night, he exhaled a long breath of white air, rubbed his fists, stomped his feet, and warmed up a little, so he exerted the light skill of "In the deep snow in the front village, a branch opened last night", and ran away to the house where he lived.

I didn't think this light work was used in the past, but it was used in the snow, but it was very mysterious.

Sleepless looking behind him, where he passed, there was only a shallow layer of footprints on the snow, and the size was far less than the normal footprint.

Needless to say, it is easy to ignore the superficial and rough look, even if you look carefully, you may not necessarily recognize the footprints of people, and most of them will think that some small beast has stepped on it.

"If you run for your life in the snow in the future, this light skill can be regarded as a means to save your life." Sleepless at night, secretly said.

When he came to the house where he had been staying for the past few days, he covered his mouth and nose to prevent him from being smoked by the smell of corpses, walked into the next room, closed the door, and the smell was almost isolated, so that he could move normally.

This room is very cramped, only a bed and a table, and nothing else.

Sleepless quickly found a pine sword and a package under the bed.

"Sneer—"

Drawing the sword out of the sheath, the pine sword flashed brightly, and the cold rippled.

Returning to the master's hand, the sound of the sword was faint, as if cheerful and excited, with the hope of sealing the throat and drinking blood, and the hope of making meritorious service to kill the chief.

Holding the hilt of the sword without sleep, there is also a sense of heart-to-heart.

Thinking of the sword moves in the poem "Watching the Sword", the sword blade vibrates directly, and a style of "a dance of swords and weapons moves in all directions" bursts out, bringing up the sword qi and killing the whisk.

With a "straddle", the table was split in half, a crack was found in the wall, dust was flying, and smoke and dust were scattered.

"Frost Front's small test, the power is even greater!"

Sleepless at night praised the pine sword and looked at the sword.

The pattern on the sword body is different from the original, and when I wanted to come to the battle that night, some of the lines were rubbed out of phase, and when the craftsman repaired them, the lines were redrawn.

The thin serrations on the edge of the blade of the sword have changed from uniform and fine at the beginning to regular changes in thickness. It can be seen that the sword body collapsed a lot of metal that night, and in order to make the new material welded not look abrupt, the craftsman also made a design on the sawtooth.

The current pine sword, not a straight one, has a wavy slight undulation, at first glance it is slightly weird, but then look more and more graceful, it is a heroic man who has gone through a vicious battle and protects the lord of the whole body, swinging up and down, unable to cover it.

The more I watched at Night, the more I was happy, as if I had a new sword, and I played with it in my hand for a long time before I put the sword into the sheath and unwrapped it.

In the package, in addition to two sets of clothes, there are also two books, all the way, and a hundred taels of silver.

One book is "Forgotten Things", and the other book is "Qimen Nine-character Secret Weapon Mantra" that he snatched from Shen Tong on the night of the fierce battle in the palace.

These two books were carried in his arms, and it was estimated that Yue Buyu or Yan Zhao Sangu wanted to bandage his back wound, took them out of them, and put them in the package.

Road guides and silver are all necessities for walking the rivers and lakes, needless to say.

He put everything away, repacked the package, put the loose sword at his waist, put it in order, lifted up his clothes, and without looking back, went out of the house and threw himself into the snow.

Entering the snow, the scenery in front of me is all auspicious and auspicious, and the fairy daughter is painted with silver; And Lian Mo under his feet, I am afraid that the soil is trying to live, and Zhen Yuanzi splashes mercury.

Bright and shining, cold skin!

I don't know where the sun is hidden, where to tell what is in the north and south! The grains flew and blew the crystals, and their eyes were hazy.

Although the world is big, although the four fields are open, I don't know where to go for a while, I am at a loss in front of me, and my heart is even more at a loss.

The smoke of the cooking stove rose on one of the two thatched roofs in the distance.

When you have no sleep at night, it is like finding your direction.

He thought to himself: If there are fireworks, there must be people's homes, why should I go there? The first is to find someone to ask where this place is and determine the direction, and the second is to ask for a meal and a meal, talk about the sacrifice of the five internal organs temple, and hurry vigorously.

With this in mind, he lifted his steps and walked on.

Walk through the snow fields and jump over the clear ditch road.

The deserted village is wild, and the cold willows are smoky.

When I arrived in front of the two thatched houses, the sweat beads on my back were a little bit, and the heat quietly spread, the warmth dissipated, and the sleepless night was much more comfortable.

Outside the big thatched house, a white-haired old woman sat cross-legged on top of the hard and thick ball, teasing the infant in her arms.

A bowl of rice, placed at one end of the bench, has two pieces of fatty meat, one large and one small, greasy and greasy, which makes people look at it and give birth to a little appetite.

The chopsticks were set aside, the rice was stained, and it was obvious that the meal had not been eaten yet.

A broken porcelain bowl on the ground, placed on the ground where a piece of snow has melted, the soup is watery, and the black is not slippery.

A big yellow dog with yellow and white fur turned his head from the bowl, licked his mouth, looked at the sleepless night, his throat grunted, his nose sniffed around, made tentative gestures, and when he saw a stranger, he was vigilant before he barked.