The little old man sat on a small bench by the door with his back against the wall, wearing a short gray and white coat that had been washed many times, and a rather fashionable sunglasses on his thin face, probably because his face was too thin, the small sunglasses covered the upper part of his entire face, and a dry bamboo cane leaned on his shoulders, and both of his dry hands were against the bamboo cane, and his fingers were dotted for a while.

If it weren't for the reflection of a young daughter-in-law chasing a naughty child in the sunglasses, and the slight indecent smile on the corner of the little old man's mouth, he would definitely be considered an old man who was basking in the sun.

The little daughter-in-law is still a little worse than the posture of the middle-in-law, but the figure is well maintained, uneven, the child has not come to drink water for an afternoon, and is carrying a kettle to ask the child to drink a few sips.

The child's playfulness did not take his mother's angry appearance seriously, he ran all the way giggling haha, and when the mother wanted to catch it, he ran away with an acceleration turn and had a lot of fun.

The child was blocked by his mother and had nowhere to hide, so he ran to the little old man.

The smile on the corner of the little old man's mouth rose more and more, in the end, it was the old rivers and lakes, and the back of his hand naturally wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth, and easily covered it.

The child ran too fast, did not pay attention to his feet, and fell and covered the ground.

The young daughter-in-law stepped up to run over to help, the weather in May and June, the people on the street have been dressed relatively cool, the Zhongyan Dynasty does not have so much red tape for women, this woman is wearing a single shirt, bending over to help the child, the open mouth of the clothes is about to hang down.

The little old man's fingers accelerated and pointed at the bamboo cane, his neck was straight, and he had been basking in the sun all afternoon.

Suddenly, there was an extra pair of feet in front of him, and a person stood in front of him.

The old man's body trembled slightly, and the man said very bluntly: "Lao Zhang, squatting to look at the beauty again, you are not afraid of Miss Su pulling your ears." ”

This old man is really thick-skinned, and he can still remain silent when he is exposed by Jing Ming in person.

yawning and propping up his waist, his face was angry that he was noisy by the young man, and said: "What are you talking about, I didn't hear clearly, can't you see that I am sleeping here, why are you so annoying, don't you know that the old man must sleep?"

Jing Ming looked at the sun in the west, and at this time he could still say that he was sleeping in his sleep, this old man was not only old and improper, but also quite shameless.

"Ah, there's a beautiful woman over there," Jing Ming exclaimed as he suddenly looked down the street on the left.

The old man came to his senses, jumped up from his chair, leaned forward and leaned forward to poke his neck wide-eyed, and said, "Where, where .....?"

Jing Ming clasped his hands on his chest and looked at this old man with clumsy acting skills with a smile.

This old face that has been through the vicissitudes of life for a long time is estimated to be blushing, and continues to do it on the small bench, waving his hand impatiently, and saying: "Get out, get out.....

Jing Ming entered the house with a smile.

This old man, Jing Ming only knows the surname Zhang, I haven't heard him say what it is, don't look at this thin and weak appearance, when he was young, he was the first pawn in Jing Chen's army, and he was the first to kill the enemy in battle, and he thought countless times that this guy who didn't want to die was finally dead, and when he finally cleaned the battlefield, this guy could crawl out of the sea of corpses and blood, and his favorite thing to do was to stand in the middle of the corpse and resist the sword and say: "Lao Tzu hasn't moved yet, and you all have fallen." ”

"Who else?"

With Lao Zhang's merits, he could have been a general a long time ago, but he insisted on being a pawn who didn't know his name and didn't listen to it.

If it weren't for the fact that one day, this fierce soldier who was not afraid of death accidentally passed by the door of a village house and bumped into a young girl who had been robbed of his man's three souls and seven souls, maybe he was still shouting in the army at this moment, 'Who else'. ’

Since meeting this girl, this thug has become a complete coward, hiding in a place where even the dust raised by the horse's hooves can't fly, every day I don't think about it, the general can see at a glance that he thinks about a woman, several inquiries only to know that such a girl, born and died in the robe Ze like a girl, of course the general has to call the shots, whether the girl is happy or not to snatch it that night and throw it in a room The overlord is the bow, after having a daughter-in-law, this well-known soldier is more and more afraid of death, and he doesn't even dare to hold a weapon, and the general has to leave him in the capital to take care of his only son before the expedition。

The sun is in the west, and there are many people returning home on the road, and there are naturally more good-looking women.

Jing Ming, who had already crossed the threshold and entered the courtyard, retreated again, leaned back, and said, "Old Zhangtou, I just saw Miss Su coming over with a bucket of water." ”

Lao Zhang wore sunglasses, smiled contemptuously, and said: "I don't know what Miss Su's temperament is, it's surprisingly lazy, does she want to cook at this time? Impossible, definitely hide in the quilt and wait for the little old man to get up when I finish the meal, the little kid still wants to lie to me, the guy at the root of the wall has been waiting for you for a long time, let's go into the house." ”

Jing Ming's eyes opened, and he immediately bounced away.

A bucket of water splashed out of the courtyard, slicing white in the air, and poured over the low walls on the heads of the old and unscrupulous old children.

Although Jing Ming reacted in advance, he was still a little slower, and a few drops of water beads were glued to the surface of his feet.

As in the past, even if you dodge for a few minutes at night, it is difficult for a drop of water to fall on your body, the Yutang acupoint completely collapses, the qi is scattered throughout the body, and although the muscles and bones are strengthened by talking better than nothing, the sensitivity is still greatly reduced.

Zhang Lao'er, the agitated spirit of the horizontal water hijab, bounced up from the small bench, the water on the face was too late to wipe, and he didn't use a cane at all, he was flexible like a rabbit, one step crossed Jing Ming, and a few steps came to the gray-haired but fashionably dressed old lady, took the bucket, and said with a smile: "Miss Su, it's better for me to do such a superficial thing as watering the flowers." ”

Mrs. Su is eighty years old, and she likes to be said to be young and fashionable but not old, if she is called 'Grandma Su' and goes home, she will suffer either without food or no bed to sleep, so Jing Ming calls this gray-haired grandmother 'Miss Su'. ’

Miss Su let go of the bucket and lifted the old head's ears: "It's good-looking, I like to watch it so much, go outside and see enough?"

"How can it, how can it, I'm sleeping in the middle of sleep, don't listen to Xiao Ming's nonsense there," Lao Zhang tilted his head and paddled his feet, it seemed that the force of twisting his ears was not light, and he begged for mercy vigorously, and he looked at him like Jing Ming asking him to cover.

Jing Ming was already in a bad mood, and he entered the house very unrighteous at this time.

Miss Su twisted Lao Zhangtou, who carried a bucket of water, picked up a bucket of water from the well, and watered the green plants in the courtyard one by one in such a posture.

Jing Ming walked out not long after entering the house, and there was an extra ancient sword in his hand.

In the Qingjiao School Palace, Jing Ming is a prestigious swordsman, and the major Tianjiao students who are pressed by the sword in their hands are out of breath, at that time, the sword body is blue and white, and the handle is held by the jade at room temperature, which is a famous sword, and at this moment the handle in his hand, it is like this, that is, the hilt is black iron, the sword body is also black iron, the blade is slightly wider than the ordinary sword, and the sharpness is just like that, and the whole sword is the word 'ordinary'.

The martial arts cultivation with the gas engine as the repair is the top grade.

With the gas engine as the lead, the formation is the middle and upper grade.

The one that opens and closes with the muscles and bones is called 'Takeo', and it is the lower grade.

Don't look at this inferior product, it is not easy to practice at all, without more than ten years of water grinding kung fu, without the concentration and patience to smell the chicken dancing, it is basically not a thing.

From the moment he left the Qingjiao Academy, Jing Ming gave up the Yutang Acupoint on his own and let the qi run all over his body, and he had already decided to take this low-grade martial arts road.

Jing Ming picked up the stones on the ground with an iron sword, held it with the other hand, and threw it lightly to the other side of the wall, only to hear another voice after a beep: "Oh, you will die with your mouth, you have to use stones, don't you think it's handsome?"

A head like a grass nest stretched out from the side of the wall, and soon a young man about the same size as Jing Ming climbed out and rode on the wall, seeing Miss Su twisting the old Zhang head and watering the flowers, the withered grass-like face was like a flower, learning the posture of the old Zhang tilting his head and shaking his ears, and said, "What kind of shape is this, it's quite chic?"

The old man was angry, the hand watering the flowers trembled, Miss Su was angry, the force of twisting her ears was aggravated, and the painful old man bared his teeth and didn't dare to make a sound.

This little ghost is Jing Ming's neighbor, called the fish in water, his parents have been miserable since childhood, if it weren't for Jing Ming being thrown into the broken yard with him by the queen who was bent on getting back some scenes for his son, he could get some food from Lao Zhangtou's pot from time to time, and Bao Buqi would have starved to death in a certain winter.

Jing Ming stretched out his hand and said, "Don't talk nonsense, what about the things I asked you to bring." ”

Yu Deshui took out the book from his arms and threw it to Jing Ming, and said: "What do you have to worry about when I do things, I have already brought it to you, today the general is rumored to be victorious on the street, I thought you were going to come back later, and I fell asleep waiting for you in the corner, I can't blame me." ”

Although the emperor threw Jing Ming into the small courtyard, he did not treat him badly in terms of treatment, and gave the 'Sanyu Order' to freely enter and exit the 'Moon Shadow Building' of the Royal Library Pavilion. ’

Jing Ming would often let the fish get in the water and take Sanyu Ling to the Moon Shadow Building to get the book, and he would give a little reward every month.

Jing Ming sometimes deliberately borrows some books that are suitable for his martial arts, and delays the time to enter the mansion, so the ability of Yu Deshui in martial arts is not inferior to his peers too much, at this moment, it is the third phase of Yupu, just past the passing line of the Qingjiao Festival, if it is not for the lack of martial arts resources for him to cultivate martial arts, he will definitely be able to go higher.

Jing Ming took the book.

Yu Deshui has already seen it, and he can't wait to call up and express his opinion: "Although the Qingshan starting style is good, it can't compare to the details of the introduction to the Polar Island swordsmanship, the problem of the Aoyama starting style is too general, the Polar Island swordsmanship has many articles and words, and every step is very detailed, it is too important for beginners, Jing Ming, why don't I take him tomorrow?"

Obviously, he wanted to see it himself, so he had to find such a broken reason.

Jing Ming had already stepped forward with his sword, and he started with the six-style sword path of the Qingshan Sect with one move and one style.