The sun sets in the west, the bright moon rises, day and night alternate, the clouds roll up, I don't know how many days have passed, this young man in white has been standing by the pool,

Motionless. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Suddenly, the young man in white opened his eyes without warning, and there was a breathtaking depth in his eyes, like stars in the depths of the universe, as if he would fall into it and be unable to extricate himself from it after looking at him.

Slowly exhaling a breath, the young man in white stretched out two fingers and slowly waved down towards the surface of the water.

As if an invisible sword had slashed across the water, a deep scratch suddenly appeared, and the fallen leaf that was still floating on the surface of the water instantly split in half, and a large splash splashed up, turning into a drop of water in the air.

It was obviously a matter of lightning and fire, but the young man in white showed a leisurely smile on his face, his right hand flipped over, and he flexed his fingers and gently flicked on a drop of water in the air.

The scattered droplets collided in the air before falling, forming a single piece.

Bang, the water that was connected fell on the surface of the water with a loud bang.

There were a few applause behind him, "Xiao Yang, your kung fu is amazing, teach me well." ”

The light in the eyes of the young man in white quickly faded, and the brightness of a young man was restored, with a smile on his face, and he turned around and shouted in a voice pretending to be depressed:

"Old man Shan, next time remember to call me the full name of the mighty, the wind is blowing, damn, how old am I, you still call me Xiao Yang, how ugly Xiao Yang is. ”

The boy's voice slowly faded away, and the corridor behind him was still empty.

Suddenly, an old man in blue cloth walked in front of Feng Yiyang out of thin air, looking like he was walking, but he didn't know how to appear at all, all he could see was the last step he took in front of him.

Feng Yiyang was a little disappointed in his heart, this time he didn't see how this old guy walked, every time he came out of thin air, he couldn't remember how many times, it was really a sad story.

The old man in blue was not tall and a little thin, standing in front of Feng Yiyang, it could be seen that Feng Yiyang was taller than him.

The old man's face was actually not wrinkled, only white hair and beard and a slightly slumped back proved his age, his eyes stared straight at the fingers of the wind, licking his lips and drooling,

"Xiao Yang, I've been curious for a long time, where did your finger flicking kung fu come from, if you really don't want to say it, teach me to do it. ”

Feng Yiyang's heart was furious, he put his left hand behind his back, touched the back of his head with his right hand, and said with a smirk:

"Old man Shan, the weather is so good today, why is it so deserted in this neighborhood, I feel it, why is there not even a ghost in this vicinity, even there are so many fewer people in our six doors, none of the head catchers are here, is there any big man coming to the capital?"

The old man's eyes shrank slightly, "You kid, you can already feel their traces, when did it happen?"

"Hehe, it was two or three months ago, I suddenly found that the movements of the three head-hunting brothers could no longer escape my perception ability, of course, if I deliberately hide the traces, it is still difficult to say. ”

Feng Yiyang bit his fingers, his expression was strange, and he looked very entangled.

"Two or three months!" the old man's pupils continued to contract, and he grabbed the collar of the wind, "You little bastard, I don't even know!"

As soon as the wind was raised, the old man was pulled, his head was lowered, his eyes were secretly white, and the entire six doors were the most messy with the breath of you, an old bastard, and it was scary to be high all of a sudden, and it was completely impossible to find.

The old man was still angry for a while, and rubbed his windy face with both hands, roaring as he rubbed it.

"How could I Feng Lianshan adopt you in the first place, a little bastard who doesn't know how to respect teachers, I don't know where I learned the kung fu of flicking my fingers, and if you refuse to teach me, forget it, now I must be scolding my old bastard in my heart, right?"

Feng Yiyang hesitated, raised his head and showed a harmless smile, and nodded honestly.

In an instant, the world stood still, time froze, and the expression of the old man in blue was frozen into a smile.

The whole scene turned into a black-and-white painting in the eyes of Feng Yiyang, and a sense of danger enveloped Feng Yiyang's whole body.

As soon as the wind was raised, he screamed in his heart, his toes touched the ground lightly, his mind was united, and he silently recited in his heart:

The golden cicada is out of its shell!

In the next moment, the wind in a white undershirt lifted his toes and touched the branch of a sycamore tree in the corner of the courtyard wall, and then swept towards the courtyard wall.

During the flying, Feng Yiyang did not forget to look back proudly, leaving only a white coat and a humanoid phantom with a long sword on his back, and the long sword that was originally on his back was still on Feng Yiyang's back at this moment.

Hehe, I can't imagine it, the old man of the mountain, Lao Tzu's floating steps have been practiced to this point, hey, it's not right, there is only one piece of clothing left, what about the old man of the mountain?

Feng Yiyang had a bad premonition in his heart, and when he turned around, the old man was squatting on the wall in front of him, one hand leisurely on his knees, and the other hand waving to this side, as if to say hello.

It's not good, I can't run away at this time, the wind is blowing and gritting my teeth, my fingers are slightly bent, but they are slowly loosened.

The old man's kind smile drew closer.

Bang! Bang!

There were various crashing sounds in the courtyard, mixed with roars

"Special mother, you have the courage to do it, if you don't call the master, forget it, and dare to scold Lao Tzu and the old bastard!"

"Just scold, you dare to admit it!"

"Admit it, you still dare to run away, do you know who taught you the light steps. ”

“......”

Finally, the sound in the courtyard stopped, and a white shadow rose from the courtyard to obscure most of the sunlight, and then swooped straight down towards the courtyard wall, faster and faster.

There was a loud bang, the smoke and dust dissipated, and the wind stumbled out of the smoke and dust, looking around with an embarrassed face, and breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately, there was no one today.

Hey, why is there no one around here today, where are the people who usually don't know the truth about eating melons?

Thinking of the previous perception when it was the same as not seeing people, Feng Yiyang muttered in his heart, shook his shoulders, dusted off his body, toe lightly, jumped on the courtyard wall, and above the courtyard gate, there was a large plaque.

On the plaque are five large characters of gold lacquer: Six Door Garden.

"Old man Shan, what's going on around here, no one can see it, where have they gone?" the wind swept and sat down by the pool casually, stretching his waist.

Feng Lianshan had been looking at Feng Yiyang's reaction from the corner of his eyes, and when he heard Feng Yiyang ask, he turned his face and replied casually:

"Oh, it's not a big deal, you've been practicing finger flicking kung fu in this courtyard for so long, you don't know yet, the Fusang people have entered Beijing. ”

"What are the Fusang people doing in Beijing?" Feng Yiyang's eyes widened with interest.

"It's not a big deal, it is said that the king of Fusang sent an envoy to bring twelve Fuso warriors, and they want to come to our Central Plains to learn and learn and learn, all of which are some point-to-point competitions. ”

Feng Yiyang turned his face to the side, a constipated expression on his face.

Bullshit learning to learn and learn from each other, just say that it's good to smash the field.