After finishing the meal and beating the silly aunt to go out to play by herself, Yue Ziran made a cup of Longjing tea, letting the fragrance of tea spread in the narrow inner hall.

"Good tea. The white man who was left behind opened his mouth and praised.

"Of course. Yue Ziran nodded yes, and after taking a sip, his eyes glanced at Bai Rang and said, "Have a drink?"

Bai Rang shook his head and said, "Good tea has to have good water, but this tea has made you spoiled." ”

Yue Ziran sneered: "At this point, you still have so much attention." ”

Bai Rang replied unceremoniously: "This has nothing to do with being penniless, it's just that there are some things to insist on." ”

"Hmm. Yue Ziran took another sip of tea, nodded and said, "Not bad." The two of them were silent for a while, and after the tea was slightly cool, Yue Zi'an drank it all before he spoke again: "I wonder if you didn't leave, if you go in the morning, no one will stop you, do you think what I said last night really didn't come true?"

Bai Rang smiled bitterly: "Where can I go now?"

was silent for a while, but this time it was Bai Rang who drank the Longjing tea that Yue Ziran had left aside.

Yue Ziran was stunned for a while, and finally asked, "What about the things you insist on?"

Bai Rang wiped his mouth and said, "There are some things that don't need to be insisted on. After speaking, Huo Ran stood up, walked in front of Yue Ziran, and knelt down with a "plop".

Yue Ziran was stunned again, and thought in his heart, today's accident is really very special. "What are you doing here?" he asked.

"Xiaosheng wants to worship Gongzi as a teacher. Bai Rang said in a deep voice.

"You're a lot older than me. Yue Ziran was a little embarrassed.

"Han Wengong once said: After I was born, I also heard the Tao before me, and I learned ......from it," Bai Rang still knelt on the ground and said respectfully.

"Stop," Yue Ziran interrupted him from dropping his book bag, and said with a wry smile: "I'm just a shopkeeper living in Hangzhou City, but I don't have any skills to teach you." If you want to learn literature, this huge city of Hangzhou is full of scholars, and naturally there is something to teach you; if you want to learn martial arts, there are many masters in the world, and you can be your master by bringing one out at will, so why do you bother with me? God knows, I kept you just curious about your swordsmanship. ”

"What the little student wants to learn is swordsmanship. Bai Rang said.

Yue Ziran frowned: "Your swordsmanship is already good, so why bother to learn his swordsmanship?"

Bai Rang was silent for a while, frowning and thinking about something, and after Yue Ziran drank another cup of tea, he said ruthlessly: "It is because of this ancestral sword book that Xiaosheng's parents and wife were killed by gangsters. went to seek revenge several times, but his skills were not as good as others, but he was almost captured. In the end, he could only harbor hatred and be forced to take refuge away from his hometown. Rao is like this, and they were intercepted and killed along the way, if there is no son to help him in Hangzhou this time, I am afraid that the sword book has already been taken by them. ”

Bai Rang paused, and seeing that Yue Ziran was silent, he continued: "Xiaosheng has also thought about worshipping others as teachers, but what is the number of people who can resist not taking this sword spectrum?"

Yue Ziran nodded knowingly, and asked with interest, "How do you know that I won't take your sword spectrum." ”

Bai Rang smiled: "Although Xiaosheng is not good at martial arts, he was born in a swordsmanship family, and he still has this vision." Childe's swordsmanship Xiaosheng saw it last night, and he is definitely not under this sword spectrum. ”

Yue Ziran fell into thought, neither let him get up, nor answered, he gently played with the teacup in his hand, and shook his head at the end and said, "I still can't be your master, and my swordsmanship is not something you can learn." Seeing that Bai Rang's eyes were full of doubts, Yue Ziran could only say, "You stand up first." ”

Bai Rang stood up and took a step forward, and saw Yue Ziran with his fingers dipped in tea, and wrote the word "sword" on the table, and at the same time said in his mouth: "The words are nothing more than horizontal and vertical strokes." ”

Bai Rang nodded yes, Yue Ziran asked him to write a "sword" word, Bai Rang obeyed, his fingers dipped in tea and waved on the table, the font was handsome and powerful, and it was by no means comparable to Yue Ziran's words before.

Yue Ziran was a little embarrassed, and secretly scolded a burning bun in his heart, but he still said with a dignified expression: "It's the same sword word, it's also horizontal and vertical, why is your word much more beautiful than mine." ”

"Naturally, I practice a lot. Bai Rang said without hesitation.

"No," Yue Ziran shook his index finger, "There is only one Wang Xizhi, but there are many people who work hard in calligraphy. ”

"This ......" Bai Rang was stunned.

"My swordsmanship is no different from yours, to put it bluntly, it's just a bit of 'horizontal and vertical slashing', and there's really nothing to teach you. Yue Zi'an finally patted Bai Rang's shoulder.

"But-" Yue Ziran changed the topic, and looked at Bai Rang in a long voice.

"But what?" asked Bai Jean eagerly.

"Although I can't teach you swordsmanship, I have a way to make you stronger. Yue Ziran said.

"Really?" Bai Ranghu looked at him suspiciously.

"My mother told me not to lie. Yue Ziran thought he was humorous, but unexpectedly, Bai Rang suddenly knelt down in front of him again: "Please also ask Gongzi to accept me as a disciple, and do not hesitate to pass on the disciple's method of becoming stronger." ”

Yue Ziran was really startled this time, took a step back, and actually showed a somewhat embarrassed look on his face, but soon that look was concealed, and there was a hint of banter in his eyes. "Are you sure?" he asked.

"The disciple is sure. Bai Rang said without hesitation, not noticing that Yue Ziran's expression was different.

"Okay, but don't call me Master, call me old, and according to the previous title, you call me the shopkeeper, I call you Bairang, just keep the seniority in mind." Yue Ziran began to put up the score.

"Yes. Bai rang answered.

Yue Ziran nodded, and suddenly there was a strange look on his face, he covered his mouth with the lid of the teacup, and asked in a mysterious whisper, "What is the name of the sword spectrum?"

Being troubled by him, Bai Rang couldn't help but lower his voice: "Dugu Nine Swords." ”

"Poof" Yue Ziran just drank all the tea in his mouth was spit out, but he didn't notice it and just stared at Bai Rang, and confirmed again: "Are you serious?"

"Really. Bai Rang looked at Yue Ziran in surprise, "Have you heard?"

"No, no," Yue Ziran waved his hand, relieved himself, and quipped, "You should be glad that it's not the Sword Book of Warding Off Evil Spirits." ”

"What kind of sword technique is that, have you practiced it?" asked Bai Rang suspiciously.

"You've just practiced, your whole family has practiced. Yue Ziran suddenly lost his usual indifference.

Xiao San, who was busy outside, heard Yue Ziran lose his temper for the first time, so he leaned in front of the account room and asked in a low voice, "Could it be that Bai Rang broke the treasurer again?"

The bookkeeper stopped what he was doing, thought for a while, and said, "The shopkeeper doesn't have any valuables, right?"

Seeing that Bai Rang shrank aside in order to hide his saliva, Yue Ziran regained his previous indifference, took a sip of tea, and chuckled: "If you want to make you stronger, there are many ways, but it depends on whether you can endure hardship." ”

Bai Rang smiled miserably and said, "Bitter, I've already eaten a lot, so why bother with this." ”

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