Ling Li came for two hours every morning and went back at noon. But when Jun Li arrived at www.biquge.info the woods where he was learning swords that morning, he saw a boy in his teens, with a round face, big eyes, and a bamboo sword in his hand, which looked very childish.

When the boy saw him, he said first, "You are a Taoist priest of Junli, right?" The voice had not changed, and it was very immature.

"I am. Jun Li was curious. "Do you recognize me?"

"My father went to have something to do today, and he said that he asked me to practice swords with you. ”

Jun Li was surprised: "Are you Ling Xiaogongzi?"

"Dad has just left, and said to come back at noon. The boy said, "You can't practice." ”

Jun Li saw that his size barely reached his chest, and he really fought against the sword, wouldn't he become a big bully. But thinking that if he was a fierce son, maybe his swordsmanship would have been much better than his own, and he smiled at the moment: "Okay, then it's going to be hard work." ”

"What little boy, my name is Wuwu. The boy said.

Five-five?Jun Li said in his heart. Ling Wuwu was born on the fifth day of the fifth month, so he bowed and said, "Then please give me advice." ”

The bamboo sword of Wuwu is erected, although he is young, he can be regarded as knowing how to return the gift. Of course, Jun Li wanted him to make the first move, and he didn't move until he was sure that the sword he stabbed in the chest was not a child's casual play, so he moved the sword to respond.

After a few moves, he determined that Wuwu's swordsmanship was probably similar to his own, or even inferior to himself, and his heart relaxed. He confronts Ling Li every day, and falls into the wind everywhere, even if Ling Li is feeding himself, he feels that he is not as relaxed as he is today, and he doesn't feel happy;

The five or five swordsmanship is barely comparable, but of course the strength is far less, and the look on his face is serious, so he is not as brisk as him. But Jun Li is not good at giving any heavy hands to children, although he has a rare upper hand, he can only continue to fight like this, and he is a little distracted after a long time. When he reached one hundred and sixty or seventy moves, Wuwu suddenly took a risk, the tip of the sword fell, and he suddenly stabbed the back of his foot while holding the person small. Ordinary people can't stab the instep of others, and if they really want to stab, they have to bend down, but he is a small child. Jun Li was not safe, and as soon as his footwork moved, he retreated. Unexpectedly, after five or five moves, he kept moving, and a sword stabbed at the back of his foot. Jun Li was originally a wooden sword that could easily hit his shoulder and arm, and after thinking about it, he didn't take advantage of it, and leaned down to frame his bamboo sword, but unexpectedly, Wuwu seemed to have expected it, and the bamboo sword suddenly flipped up and stabbed him in the chest.

This change of trick came quickly, but Jun Li's reaction was also fast, the wooden sword followed, and he had already come first, just blocking the bamboo sword - but it was a pity that he came up in a hurry, and his strength was great, and he pushed the 551 sword away, and the little man fell backwards, and sat on the ground with a "yo".

It was a little painful to think about it this time, Jun Li suddenly had a feeling of "victory is not martial", and hurriedly stepped forward to help him and said, "Are you okay?" Wuwu pushed him and said, "No, come again!" and stood up again. Jun Li was a little amused in his heart, thinking that the child would not admit defeat after all. I don't know if Ling Li has practiced with me every morning, will he still practice with this kid in the afternoon when he goes back?

Wuwu really came again, this time with a change of ruthlessness, the sword struck, hit, slashed, and struck, but it seemed to have become a knife. He was stunned. The bamboo sword was cut to the side of his right arm, forcing him to use the wooden sword to block it sideways, but Wuwu changed his move again, and the person suddenly turned around, and it was actually a good footwork, and then he turned behind him - the difference between him and the day he rubbed behind Ling Li was only that one was a straight line and the other was an arc.

Seeing that the bamboo sword also turned around, he thought that this footwork must be making Wuwu proud, so he also let him forget the move, but he didn't prevent the waistcoat from hurting, and the tip of the sword had already entered the flesh. He couldn't help but take a breath, and then he remembered that his bamboo sword was no softer than his own wooden sword, and the tip was sharpened. Wuwu had already shouted, withdrew his sword and retreated, "Why don't you hide." ”

Jun Li folded his hand to touch it, and he had already felt that there was blood flowing out, and said with a wry smile: "If you lose one move each, we will be considered a draw." ”

Wuwu looked a little hesitant, as if he wanted to apologize, but he was a little difficult to speak, and at the end, he hung his sword and said, "Don't fight." He added, "Dad said you were better than me, so I didn't think much of it." After pausing for a while, seeing that Jun Li didn't seem to have anything to do, he said again, "He is too lazy to teach me on weekdays, but he has time to teach you." ”

He said that the child's temperament came up, and he sat down with displeasure. Jun Li went to sit with him and said, "Won't he accompany you to practice swords?"

"He's only been back for a month, and he's been away from home for most of the year. Wuwu said dissatisfied. "How long has he been teaching you?"

"Well, it's also more than a month ......," Jun Li said truthfully.

Wuwu sighed, looked at him and said, "Then you learn faster than me." ”

After a pause, he sighed again: "Actually, my father doesn't want me to learn martial arts at all, if it weren't for my mother always saying that I need to learn a little self-defense, he wouldn't have taught me." ”

"He ......" Jun Li wanted to say that his swordsmanship was indeed not suitable for children, but he changed his mind and didn't say it, and smiled instead, "Your father is so powerful, who would dare to bully you." ”

"That's not a real deal. A woman's whisper suddenly came from behind her, and it seemed to be behind the tree she was leaning on. Jun Li was taken aback, but he didn't expect someone to get so close, and he didn't notice it. He didn't have time to stand up, he subconsciously supported the ground with one hand and pulled five or five with the other, and then rushed forward more than a distance before turning around and wanting to get up.

This was a quick reaction, and the woman had just emerged from behind the tree. But Wuwu one bounced up and shouted happily: "Mother!" Jun Li was stunned, his hand was loosened, and he ran away.

The woman seems to be about the same age as Ling Li, with light makeup, elegant and quiet, and is an extremely beautiful woman. Jun Li hurriedly stepped forward and saluted, "I've seen Mrs. Ling." ”

The woman took the five fives and said lightly: "Daoist Jun Li - is it?"

"Yes, the late born Junli. ”

Mrs. Ling swept her hair and said with a slight smile: "I'm really sorry, the child doesn't know how to measure and hurt the Taoist." ”

Although her words sounded apologetic, between the words, it always seemed that he had never been compared to a child, and that he had the upper hand and "didn't know how to measure", so he hurt people. Of course, Jun Li didn't notice it, but he only smiled and replied: "A little injury, it's okay." ”

Madam Ling's gaze rolled around his face a few times. She originally didn't have a good impression of Jun Li - Ling Li had only lived in Jiangnan for so many months this year, but she still had to come out every day to teach an outsider swordsmanship, of course she wouldn't be happy, so she deliberately wanted to embarrass Jun Li between her words. Unexpectedly, this Taoist priest didn't care, and when she was stunned, she felt a little bored.

"Don't delay the Dao Chief's sword practice. Mrs. Ling said. "I'll take this kid with me first. ”

Before Jun Li could speak, Wuwu shouted first: "No, mother, it was my father who asked me to come and practice swords with him......"

Madam Ling snorted softly and said, "So you listen to him and don't listen to me?"

"This ......" Wuwu was stunned for a moment, but didn't answer. Mrs. Ling had already turned to Jun Li and said, "Children are just playful, so they refuse to leave." It doesn't bother. ”

Jun Li had no choice but to nod and say, "Madame's words are serious, please go slowly." ”

was suddenly pulled away by Mrs. Ling, Jun Li's heart was a little empty. Although it is not a challenge to Xi with Wuwu, he has very little experience in facing the enemy, and it is much better to have such an opponent than to face the stake. Now it was gone, so I had to drag the wooden sword and go back to the forest alone.

Mrs. Naling—he thought to himself—must have been a master too. However, she was only able to make gestures, words and smiles, but only a faint demeanor, if it weren't for the silent body when she appeared, I am afraid that I would not have guessed the depth of her martial arts.

About another hour passed, and Ling Li was late, and he was just stunned when he saw this. "You're alone?"

Jun Li told him about the right talent. Ling Li listened, seemed to sigh slightly, and said, "She will come." But in a blink of an eye, she didn't seem to care, and Hong Aya said: "That's okay, I'll go back to Wuwu, and I'll practice with you for a while." ”

Jun Li didn't want to ask too much, so he did what he said. Soon it was past noon, and the two of them stopped their hands, and went sharply, saying: "I'm afraid I have some things to do these days, and I'll let Wuwu come over tomorrow." ”

"Uh, but, Ling Daxia, I think Madame Zun seems to be ...... Doesn't seem to be very happy. Jun Li hesitated for a while, but still spoke.

Ling Li smiled, "It's not a day or two that she's unhappy." ”

"Then I'm going to have to go. In fact, the fact that my Yang Ling Daxia taught me swordsmanship was originally a bit ...... Some strongmen are difficult, and now they have added five or five, which makes Mrs. Ling more and more unhappy, Ling Daxia actually doesn't have to ...... because of me"

"I will handle my own affairs, so I don't need to worry about it. Ling Li's tone was flat, but he deliberately explained the words "Junli Daochang" clearly, and then said, "You were so resolute that day, if I don't teach you swordsmanship, you will die, why now, but you have to be sorry for your insistence at the beginning?"

Jun Li really didn't know how to answer, so he could only be silent.

Ling Li looked at his reluctant expression, and then smiled, "Your heart is too heavy." There is no such thing as a double situation, and it is inevitable to make some choices after all. If you have to worry about everything, you won't be able to do anything, you know?"

Jun Li nodded and said, "Understood." ”

On the second day, Wuwu really came again. Jun Li didn't ask him too much, so he began to practice with him, and practiced until noon, when the two of them were so tired that they sat down against the tree again.

Wuwu drank water, and this time he carefully looked around, and made sure that his mother was not there, so he quietly approached Jun Li: "Let me tell you, Taoist, yesterday, my father and my mother had a quarrel over your business." ”