Wait a minute, heroine

The moon is dark, the wind is high and the rain is heavy.

The people on Dyefang Street have long since disappeared, and the few shops are closed. Only the officers and soldiers on patrol are left, occasionally passing by in the distance carrying lanterns in the rain.

Ye Jingtang held an oil-paper umbrella and walked slowly on the dark road. Birdie was on his shoulder, "chirp, chirp, chirp, chirp..." and probably muttered something like, "Little Watermelon Sister is better, poached eggs don't please Birdie." ..." and the like.

Ye Jingtang just touched Luo Nuxia for a long time, and her heart was filled with excitement, but she didn't think about it while walking, but pondered the moves Luo Ning just taught her.

Martial arts is something that never changes away from its origins. Although it cannot be said that "one method can be applied to all methods," the logic will not be too different.

Ye Jingtang used to practice martial arts in the Escort Bureau. He always pursued "similarity", strong force and light force, and paid attention to the routine of breaking and breaking moves, and did not think about "divine will".

As for 'luck', if his foster father didn't teach him, he wouldn't even know there was such a thing in the world.

But it doesn't seem right to say that his adoptive father deliberately hid it from him. His adoptive father had been extremely 'careful' about him since he was a child. He beat him three times a day to squeeze his physical strength. It was impossible to deliberately abuse him.

Since his adoptive father had laid such a solid foundation in him, he must have wanted him to become a talent. He did not teach him sword skills until his death. It can only be said that his adoptive father did not want to hand it over to him for some reason.

Why not teach...

Are you afraid that he will get into trouble for this?

Or maybe he has already been taught it, but he didn’t realize the secret before...

Ye Jingtang carefully recalled the 'moves' taught by his adoptive father. There were only a few moves before and after. They were all basic skills. In the past, I only focused on strength and speed without studying the inside. If I follow the steps of "The Fourteen Hands of Zhanyun"...

Thinking of this, Ye Jingtang stood in the rain, moved the sword to his waist, held the handle of the sword upside down with his left hand, recalled the action of drawing the sword in his mind, and compared it with the fate of "The Fourteen Hands of the Cloud".

It's definitely not possible to copy it. He just came into contact with 'luck' and found that 'luck' is related to acupuncture points, muscles, breathing, posture and almost all aspects of the body.

The changes that can occur at each step increase exponentially. It is impossible for anyone to try all the paths. They can only follow the guidance of the 'move' to find out the fate of this move.

It is extremely difficult to create a 'move' out of thin air; but Ye Jingtang stood quietly in the rain and soon discovered that the sword-drawing action taught by his adoptive father seemed to be the starting point of the 'move'.

The 'move' only has the beginning, and everything after it is blank. If you want to perfect this move, you have to explore your own luck path and 'add bricks and tiles' to this move...

Ye Jingtang thought about it for a moment, closed his eyes in the rain, based on the beginning of the stepfather's teachings, and ended with the sword being drawn. He deduced the middle process based on his feelings, and imagined how to use this starting position as the starting point to maximize the lethality of the sword technique. change……

Da da da--

Raindrops as big as soybeans hit the umbrella surface and slid down the umbrella ribs.

Niaoniao stood on the shoulder, a little confused at first, but after waiting for two quarters of an hour, his eyes slowly turned into horror - Tangtang seemed familiar!

I saw Ye Jingtang, who had closed his eyes for a long time, and the blood vessels in his right hand slowly swelled. Some raindrops fell on the back of his hand, and soon evaporated into a light white mist.

In this scene, first the back of the hand, then the left arm, and then the entire body, even veins appeared on the forehead, and a faint mist rose.

call--

In the rain curtain, a heat appeared out of thin air.

The raindrops falling from the umbrella were obviously shifted, as if they were moving with the wind. The center of the wind was the Night Terror Hall under the umbrella.

Buzz buzz——

After an unknown length of silence, the long blade in the scabbard began to roar like a dragon, like a hidden dragon trapped in a deep pool, and began to stare at the mouth of the pool.

Qianlong quickly accumulated his momentum to the maximum. Before the cold pool could no longer bear it, his figure bounced up, like a blue dragon emerging from the water, straight into the sky!

Choking——

A cold light flashed across the silent long street.

The rain curtain all over the street seemed to be disturbed by something and pushed away a little.

The cold light flashed away, but in an instant, the street returned to calm.

Ye Jingtang still stood quietly in the rain holding an umbrella, holding the handle of the knife upside down in his left hand, and the long knife was returned to its sheath, as if it had never been moved.

But not far away, an old locust tree with a thick waist made a soft "click-click" sound in the wind and rain.

Soon, the old locust tree couldn't bear the intrusion of wind and rain, broke off in the middle, and collapsed sideways.

Boom——

After a muffled sound, the old locust tree fell to the ground.

The raindrops fell on the new cracks in the roots of the tree, as if they were dripping on a mirror, sliding sideways without catching even a single drop of water!

"grumble!"

Birds eyes were filled with shock.

Ye Jingtang opened his eyes under the umbrella, turned his head and glanced at the fallen locust tree, with admiration in his eyes:

"The Eight-Step Crazy Sword is really powerful. It seems that my adoptive father has no hidden secrets... But why don't you just teach him directly? Do you have to let me use my brain to think about what I want to do? Isn't this unnecessary..."

Ye Jingtang came to the locust tree. After looking at it carefully for a moment, he scratched the crack with some doubts and walked out of Dyefang Street to the nearby market.

The bird was frightened just now, "chirping--" and kept jumping back and forth. It wasn't until I bought it a box of dried meat that it calmed down.

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Soon, Ye Jingtang returned to Shuanggui Lane again, carrying two oil paper bags and an earthen jar in his hands.

There was no sound in the yard, but there were lights.

Ye Jingtang pushed open the courtyard door with his shoulder. Before he could close the door, he found a little man in a bamboo hat standing behind the door, holding a knife handle and staring at him:

"Why were you out for so long?"

Ye Jingtang threw the oil paper bag to Zhe Yunli:

"There are no restaurants on Ranfang Street. Do you expect me to run back and forth?"

Zhe Yunli took the oil paper bag and opened it, revealing several roasted sweet potatoes inside, and nodded slightly:

"Well~ you're quite..."

The words stopped abruptly.

Because Ye Jingtang entered the house with an earthen pot, placed it on the bedside, and opened the earthen pot. Inside was steaming black chicken soup, with bowls and chopsticks included; and in the oil paper package, there were hot steamed buns freshly baked.

? ?

Zhe Yunli was stunned and looked at the dark roasted sweet potato in his hand:

"Hey? Why do you treat this guy differently when buying food?"

"You have no legs, or no money in your pocket? Do you really think of yourself as a wealthy lady?"

Zhe Yunli opened his mouth, but had nothing to say.

Luo Ning was already sitting on the bed. When she saw Ye Jingtang coming back, she couldn't help but think of the insult she had just received, but she couldn't show it in front of Yunli. She greeted her softly as usual:

"Yunli, and you, come over and eat together."

"Master, please eat and don't worry about us."

Zhe Yunli stood at the door, stared at Ye Jingtang for a moment, then took a big mouthful of roasted sweet potato with an 'ouch':

"You are still sensible and know how to take care of people. Seeing that you are so sensible, I will give you a hand. From now on, you will follow me and my wife, and I will ensure that you walk sideways in the world."

Ye Jingtang handed the steamed bun to Luo Ning, came to the door, held the door frame with his hand and looked down at Zhe Yunli:

"You're a big girl, and you're still learning how to live in the world. I have to save your wife, and I have to buy food for you. If you hang around with you, why don't you go hungry for nine meals in three days?"

Zhe Yunli took the sweet potato, took a step back, stood on the threshold, and looked at Ye Jingtang:

"Do you know who this girl is?"

There were no chairs in the room, so Ye Jingtang sat down directly on the threshold:

"A thief who breaks into private houses, eats and drinks. Isn't that right?"

Niaoniao squatted in front of him, with a small dried meat box in front of him. While he was immersed in cooking, he said "chichichi..." twice, which sounded disapproving.

After all, Ye Jingtang has touched Sister Xiao Xigua for so long without caring about a meal. What is the difference between Ye Jingtang and a prostitute?

"Don't worry, I will pay you money."

Zhe Yunli also finished next to him, picked up the dried meat from Niaoniao's rice bowl and threw it into his mouth.

"grumble?!!!"

Ye Jingtang waited for Zhe Yunli to chew and eat slowly, then frowned:

"You two seem to have a really hard life, you can even eat rat meat..."

Birds and birds nodded cooperatively.

Zhe Yunli's expression froze, and his face turned green at that moment. He wanted to vomit, but felt embarrassed, so he held the handle of the knife:

"You little thief, today I am very..."

Luo Ning, who was drinking soup on the bed, finally couldn't stand it anymore and frowned:

"Yunli, he's teasing you on purpose. This bird is so smart, how could he be willing to feed it rat meat? No vendor is free enough to make rat meat into dried meat and put it in a box."

Zhe Yunli didn't believe it, so he picked up another piece of dried meat and fiercely fed it into Ye Jingtang's mouth:

"eat!"

Ye Jingtang was quite surprised and opened his mouth to catch it. Before Zhe Yunli could feel relieved, he nodded in approval:

"I didn't realize it, but he's pretty good at serving people."

These words made everyone in the room angry.

Luo Ning could still ignore the joke, but just when he was flirting with her, he turned around and teased Yunli again. How could she bear it?

"Little thief! Are you going to say something nonsense again?"

Luo Ning straightened up with a spoon in her hand, her cool temperament on full display.

Zhe Yunli, supported by his wife, raised his chin slightly and stared.

Ye Jingtang knew that the joke had gone too far, and raised his hand to signal:

"Okay, I won't talk anymore, let's eat and eat."

Only then was Zhe Yunli satisfied, revealing two small tiger teeth, taking a mouthful of dried meat and a mouthful of sweet potato, and completely ignored the bird who was holding her sleeve and shaking it fiercely:

"You're still young, but you're still glib... What's your name? Where are you from?"

"Night Terror Hall, from Liangzhou."

Ye Jingtang took the fried-feathered bird over and put it on his leg, and asked:

"Who are you two ladies coming to the capital to save?"

"A senior who taught me swordsmanship was captured by the Black Yamen, Qiu Tianhe, have you heard of it? Last year I studied under Qiu Daxia. A spy betrayed Qiu Daxia, and the Black Yamen ghosts led people to surround the mountain. Qiu Daxia In order to let the juniors including me escape, I guarded the mountain gate alone and did not escape, and then I was caught..."

Qiu Tianhe...

Ye Jingtang briefly recalled that he had actually heard of this name - he used to practice martial arts with his adoptive father. When his adoptive father was drunk, he liked to talk about things in the world outside, and mentioned Qiu Tianhe, the 'Tianhe Sword', several times. , the reviews were quite positive.

"It is said that he is a great hero in the world of martial arts, and he is very righteous, but we don't know much about him. Is he very powerful?"

Zhe Yunli broke the remaining sweet potato into two halves and handed half to Ye Jingtang:

"Ignorant and ignorant~You must have heard of the 'Three Heroes of Yunze' thirty years ago, right?"

Ye Jingtang took a bite of the sweet potato and said, "Three outstanding young people in Yunzhou and Zezhou?"

Zhe Yunli was a little confused, but still nodded:

"It's a weird statement, but it's similar. 'Yunze' refers to the big lake near Junshantai. Because of the reputation of the 'Sword Chief' Xuanyuan Dynasty, young swordsmen all over the world like to hang out in Zezhou. Thirty years ago, the most The three outstanding young swordsmen are: Qiu Tianhe of the "Tianhe Sword", Xuanyuan Tiangang of the "Dragon Sword Order", and Zheng Feng of the "Eight-step Crazy Sword". The three are both enemies and friends, and they often fight against each other, and are known as the "Yunze Three". Jay'."

Ye Jingtang knew that Zheng Feng was most likely his adoptive father. He did not expect that his adoptive father had this name when he was young, so he asked out of curiosity:

"Who is the most powerful among the three?"

Zhe Yunli said proudly: "It must be Hero Qiu. Zheng Feng has the worst swordsmanship. He was included in the Three Heroes simply because he was so famous in the Eight-Step Crazy Sword. He was defeated within a few years of his emergence; Xuanyuan Tiangang was the strongest back then, but because of Zheng Feng's incident, he had a falling out with his father, and he fished and farmed all day long, and he also withdrew from the world."

Ye Jingtang frowned slightly. The enemy mentioned in his adoptive father's letter was none other than the 'Sword Chief' Xuanyuan, but he didn't write down the reason for the enmity back then. From what Zhe Yunli said, things seemed quite tortuous back then. He asked:

"What happened to Zheng Feng back then?"

Zhe Yunli shook his head: "Qiu Daxia doesn't want to say, how do I know? My hometown is in Tiannan, and you have to ask the people here about the old things in Zezhou's Jianghu."

Seeing that Zhe Yunli was not clear about it, Ye Jingtang stopped asking any more questions and instead said:

"Zhe Nuxia's territory is in Tiannan, so whose territory is in Yunzhou?"

"This used to be the territory of Honghualou, and the shadow of Honghualou was behind both water and land transportation. But this time I came here and took a boat from Shuiyun Jiantan. I guess the people have been replaced."

"Oh? Isn't Honghualou a wealthy sect? Its prestige in the world seems to be higher than that of Shuiyun Jiantan."

"That was before."

Zhe Yunli sat a few minutes closer, put on the look of an expert who knew the past and present, and explained seriously:

"The previous owner of Honghua Tower was the 'Chief Gun', seventh in the world, and naturally has high prestige. But the 'Chief Gun' passed away and his son took over. As a result, he was killed by the current Chief Gun and replaced by a woman."

"woman?"

Ye Jingtang blinked and recalled the height, words and deeds of the 'Red God of Wealth', and became increasingly suspicious of the identity of the 'Red God of Wealth'.

But the Pei family doesn’t seem to be in the wharf business. Based on this alone, it’s not possible to determine whether it is related to Sanniang. After thinking about it, I continued to ask:

"Then what?"

"As soon as the title of 'Sword Master' was lost, the reputation of Honghua Tower plummeted. Shuiyun Jiantan is the head of the contemporary 'Sword Master', and is tied for tenth in the world with Yanzhou Jieyun Palace. If Honghua Tower doesn't have a new leader, Make an appearance and set rules for the people in the world. In a few years at most, they will be eaten away and become a second-rate sect..."

"oh……"

After chatting for a while, the meal was over and it was late at night.

Ye Jingtang stood up and went to the well to get water to wash up.

Zhe Yunli was also sleepy, stretched out at the door, and then looked around the house with four walls:

"Where will you sleep tonight?"

Ye Jingtang wiped his face with a towel and walked into the house, feeling a little confused:

"Sleep on the bed. This is my home. Where do you want me to sleep?"

?

Zhe Yunli frowned and looked back at the double bed - three people squeezed together, but they could sleep...

But is it possible?

Zhe Yunli coughed lightly: "Master's wife is injured and needs to recuperate. Let Master's wife sleep on the bed... I'll sleep against the wall with you. Do you have any objection?"

Ye Jingtang saw that Zhe Yunli was quite sensible, so he did not embarrass her:

"OK."

As he spoke, he came to the corner of the house that was not leaking, found a piece of cloth to spread on, and sat against the wall with the knife in his arms.

Zhe Yunli put his coir raincoat under his buttocks, sat next to the Night Terror Hall, and waved:

"Big stupid bird, come here."

"grumble?"

The birds didn't like the girl who snatched food from the bird's mouth and wanted to make soup with it, so she flew up to the rafter, opened her coir raincoat a little, and stuck her head out.

Zhe Yunli raised his eyes and looked at it, a little confused: "What does it do?"

"Sentinel."

"Haha! Isn't this bird stupid? I didn't notice..."

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There are too many words in the update, and it is basically an update for three days. It is estimated that it has to be put on the shelves before the recommendations are completed, which will affect the results. But there are too few chapters in the 0 o'clock update. If you add an update, it will be a very uncomfortable chapter. You can't delete it, so I'll post this one first or2...

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