......

Xiao Ying squeezed out a shriveled smile on his face, and changed his words: "Take a good look." ”

As if he was afraid that Xiao Che would continue to ask, Xiao Ying turned over, and kicked his toes on the trunk of a blood maple tree beside him continuously, his body went straight up, and his palm touched the root of a branch impartially, and he folded it gently.

Xiao Ying fell on the snow, the snowflakes flew, and at the same time, the maple leaf branch in his hand shook violently, and a mighty breath spread out from his palm, and in an instant, the soft branch seemed to become as stiff as iron.

He replaced the sword with branches, and swirled with the sword, and the sword qi of Sen Han stirred countless red leaves fluttering down one after another, and Xiao Ying's whole person seemed to be bathed in blood rain.

This scene is amazing, especially the beautiful sword moves.

Elbows, wrists, footwork, sword moves...... All of these are deeply engraved in Xiao Che's mind.

Xiao Ying suddenly retracted his sword: "Do you see clearly?"

Xiao Che seemed to be stunned, shook his head, and nodded quickly: "See clearly." ”

Xiao Ying motioned, "You come and practice again." ”

Xiao Che stepped forward and reached out to hang in front of Xiao Ying, asking for something.

Xiao Ying was stunned: "What are you doing?"

Xiao Che glanced at the maple leaf branch in his hand, and said seriously: "Father-in-law, the 'sword' in your hand." ”

Xiao Ying glanced at him, and with a wave of his hand, the 'sword' flew out of the distance and fell from the cliff in the distance, and at the same time slapped his palm on Xiao Che's forehead: "It's really stupid." ”

Xiao Che couldn't dodge, covered his head and said, "Father-in-law, what are you doing here?"

Xiao Ying wanted to stretch out his hand to fight, and said with hatred in his mouth: "It's so stupid... It's stupid..."

As he spoke, Xiao Ying slapped his palm again: "Didn't I teach you just now?"

Although the strength was very light, there was still a trace of drill heart in Xiao Che's body, and Xiao Che grinned: "When?"

The more Xiao Ying spoke, the more angry she became: "Think for yourself." ”

As he spoke, he slapped his hand again.

The strength of this palm increased a little, Xiao Che hurt his heart, his brain suddenly flashed, and his eyes lit up: "I know, I know." ”

As soon as the palm of the hand was flipped, the cyan jade fan shrank, and the closing fan was a sword.

Xiao Che smiled at Xiao Ying "hehe", and took a detour, although the 'jade sword' in his hand was short, it was enough, and with a bang, the sound of breaking the wind resounded.

In order not to make a mistake, he played very slowly, and closed his eyes, the figure of his father-in-law practicing swords before kept flashing and jumping in his mind, and the frames were moving, the exquisite and beautiful patterns, and the dense and rigorous swordsmanship seemed to be integrated into his flesh and blood.

Xiao Ying suddenly shouted, "Hurry up!"

Xiao Che didn't dare to hesitate, he accelerated instantly, and the primitive picture in his mind switched faster and faster, bending his elbows, turning his wrists, jumping, turning back, twisting his body, and every sword trick seemed to be awakened in the most subtle place in his heart.

Xiao Ying shouted again: "Faster!"

Xiao Che continued to accelerate, once, twice, three times......

In the end, it was as fast as Xiao Ying's speed.

This set of sword tricks seems to have been hidden in his flesh and blood.

Xiao Ying clapped his hands and smiled: "Not bad." ”

Xiao Che put away the 'jade sword', held back his breath, and looked at Xiao Ying with a smile, like a child looking forward to being praised.

Who knew that Xiao Ying's eyes did not show the slightest hint of appreciation, but said seriously: "Che'er, you must practice this swordsmanship diligently, and you must not slack off, understand?"

Xiao Che nodded solemnly: "Understood." Then he asked, "Father-in-law, what kind of swordsmanship is this?"

Xiao Ying stared into his eyes, and said sternly with a seriousness that he had never felt before: "Don't ask, now is not the time for you to know this." ”

Xiao Che nodded obediently, his father-in-law didn't let him ask, naturally his reasoning.

......

Maybe it will be more than ten years before Xiao Che will know that this sword trick is called,

Fallen God.

It is the book of the holy book Xiao Shu to comprehend the 'Bailuo Shen Stone'.

......

In the afterglow of the sunset, the sunset is like a miser frantically reining in his 'gold'.

Xiao Che was afraid that Xiao Hong would be lonely, so he went back to the study and took her to eat noodles at Youlao.

With Xiao Che by his side, Xiao Hong was obviously much more cheerful, sucking the shredded meat noodles in the bowl, and glancing at Xiao Che from time to time with soft jade-like eyes.

Xiao Hong's eyes flashed, staring at Xiao Che's dark eyes that were deep in thought, and said, "What do you want?"

Xiao Che came back to his senses, coughed dryly, shook his head and said, "No... It's nothing. ”

He didn't know what he was thinking, but he always felt empty in his heart, as if he had forgotten something important, but he couldn't think of it.

The right old man who was nesting in the recliner suddenly spoke, and his voice came faintly:

"Don't force yourself to think about it if you can't think of it, you will naturally remember it when you should think about it, although you may miss something, but how do you know that this is not something that God deliberately does not let you remember?

"So, let it be. ”

He has experienced too many of these things, so much that he is numb and so stiff.

......

The whole god capital is shrouded in a lively and peaceful atmosphere.

But the atmosphere never seemed to be able to touch the cabin.

The wooden house was very dark, only a faint fire, and it seemed to be about to burn out.

Xiao Che walked over lightly and said softly: "Draw old." ”

Hua Dianyue didn't hear it, and the door was hidden, but Xiao Che didn't go in, but waited for Hua Dianyue to finish the painting.

Long.

Draw a little moon to restrain his mind, put down the paintbrush in his hand, and then saw Xiao Che standing outside the door, and hurriedly said: "Xiao Che, come in!"

In his heart, he already regarded Xiao Che as a friend, the first friend in the Divine Capital.

Xiao Che smiled: "The old painter is still painting at this time, the kid didn't bother you, right?"

Draw a little moon hurriedly shook his head: "No, no." He saw Xiao Hong behind Xiao Che and asked, "Who is this?"

Xiao Che introduced: "This is my friend, Xiao Hong. ”

As she spoke, Xiao Hong's eyes stared at him, and for some reason, hearing the word 'friend' from his mouth would always make her heart feel a little painful.

Xiao Che's words fell, Xiao Hong immediately turned his gaze and said with a light smile: "Draw the old." ”

Hua Dianyue nodded in greeting, looked at Xiao Che and said, "Sit." ”

Xiao Che's eyes fell on a jar of wine on the table of the old painter, and he said curiously: "Why did the old painter start drinking too?"

Hua Dianyue walked over and brought the jar of wine, and said with a smile: "I suddenly want to taste it, but the feeling is a little different from drinking before." ”

Xiao Che said with a smile: "Different moods and different places, the taste of drinking is naturally different. ”

Hua Dianyue nodded: "That's right." ”

After pushing the cup and changing the glass, after three rounds of drinking, Xiao Che suddenly had an idea and asked, "Painting old, can you teach me to paint?"

Draw a little moon without hesitation: "If you want to learn, I will teach you." ”

He thought for a moment, then continued, "It's just that learning to paint has a lot of tedious steps, and it's very painful, are you sure?"

Xiao Che smiled and nodded: "Sure." ”

Painting a little moon is already overwhelmed, blushing and said: "First of all, before learning to paint, you must learn to look at paintings, only one painting will take three days or even longer, until you can see the brushstrokes and brushstrokes of each stroke clearly." ”

"Then, there is the pen, the pen in the hand of the painter is equivalent to the sword in the hand of the swordsman, it must be calm and powerful, so the pen also needs to be practiced, and the time will be longer than looking at the painting......

"Finally......

Before the word "final" fell, the smile on Xiao Che's face suddenly froze, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and a glint flashed in his eyes, and he thought of what he hadn't thought of.

That was the last lesson, said the father-in-law.

Xiao Che's wine woke up most of the time in an instant, and he looked at the slightly drunk Hua Dianyue and said, "Painting the old, the kid still has something to do, so he left first." ”

Before he could say anything, Xiao Che had already grabbed Xiao Hong and rushed out of the wooden house, rushing towards the cultivated grass hall outside the Shendu City.

In his hurry, he actually forgot that Xiao Hong never set foot in the cultivated grass hall.

Hua Dianyue was drunk, and he even forgot when Xiao Che left, but he was still muttering something: "Finally...... Finally ......"

He suddenly picked up the wine jar and poured it into his stomach bag like a whale sucking water, his face was extremely red, and even his eyes were slightly red, and he suddenly let go and cried: "Finally, if I knew what was the most important thing in painting, I would be so distressed?!"

He threw out the jar of sake he was holding in his arms, and the sake that flowed out seeped into the walls, and the cracked porcelain pieces were messy.

He grabbed the cup on the table again, crushed it with all his might, and let the sharp porcelain shard pierce into the flesh, only in this way could he kick his drowsy consciousness in the pool of time, and only in this way would his resentment towards himself, his anger towards himself, be slightly lessened.

He's drunk, really drunk.

The pain of the porcelain piece piercing into the flesh in his palm could not startle away his heavy dreamless sleepiness.

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