I saw an iron guy with a height of one person standing in front of his door. Two small round eyes the size of beans were exposed under the black iron helmet. The dark purple in the eyes was unique when the purple gold was burning. the first protagonist.
The iron guy looked straight ahead, sluggishly crossed the top of Chang Geng's head, stared at behind him, lifted a paw the size of a bowl, and knocked on his door like a woodpecker.
Chang Geng's three souls and seven souls were still fluttering in mid-air to deduce what it meant to be in a state of infatuation. He didn't have time to wake up, and when he saw this scene, the hair that couldn't lie down all night exploded again.
He gasped, took a quick step back, and yanked the sword from the door.
At this moment, Gu Yun showed his head from behind the iron guy and asked enthusiastically, "Is it fun?"
Chang Geng: ""
Funny shit!
"The general and the guards don't dare to use weapons with you at will. I heard Uncle Wang say that you practice swordsmanship in the courtyard every day, and no one feeds you. It's boring," Gu Yun said, while the iron guy's neck was back. He flicked it twice at will, the terrifying iron monster calmed down meekly, and honestly nailed it in a daze, Gu Yun raised his hand and touched its big iron head, smiled at Chang Geng, "Take a 'sword puppet'. 'Let's play with you, okay?"
Chang Geng's eyes didn't dare to stay on him for too long, so he could only look up at the iron monster that was as motionless as a mountain.
After a while, he pointed at his chest blankly: "I, play it?"
Is it really not being played by it
Gu Yun pushed the iron puppet into the small courtyard where Chang Geng lived, and Chang Geng followed weakly behind.
The young man was guilty of being a thief. Although he managed to keep his face calm, he still only dared to glance at Gu Yun when he turned around. After taking a few more glances, Chang Geng found that Gu Yun was dressed very cool.
In the early winter morning, the breath turned into frost. Gu Yun actually only wore a half-new robe. When playing with the iron puppet, he slightly bent his waist. The waistline seemed to be thinner than Chang Geng imagined. Some.
Soon, Chang Geng realized that he was looking where he shouldn't, he turned his head in embarrassment and asked, "Didn't you go out today?"
Gu Yun: "Well, Xiu Mu."
Chang Geng was silent for a while, but couldn't help but say, "Why are you dressed like this, aren't you cold?"
"Long-winded, don't learn from Shen Yi, come here quickly." Gu Yun waved at him, straightened the iron monster, and patted its hard shoulder, "This is a variant of the iron puppet, similar to that of an ordinary housekeeper. It is also called the Swordsman Puppet. It is the first instructor for many children of noble families in the capital to practice swordsmanship. I used it when I was a child. It knows several sets of fixed enlightenment swordsmanship. It has seven acupoints on its body. Head, neck, chest, abdomen, shoulders, arms, legs, if you can stab any point of the first four, it will stop immediately, but if you touch the last three, be careful, even if you hit it. When it reaches the shoulder and arm acupoints, it still has legs that can move and can tease you at any time. If you want to lock it, all the acupoints in the shoulder and arm and the leg acupoints are all in the sword, how about it, try it?"
Gu Yun's explanation was not as long as it was long. After a few words, he immediately entered the simple and rude practice session: "Take your sword."
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The voice fell, the iron golem was already moving, its eyes were bright purple, and it suddenly stepped forward, raising its sword and slashing.
Chang Geng was not in the state, and the sword hadn't even been drawn out, so he hurriedly jumped back a few steps.
The iron golem didn't give him any breathing room. Once it was turned on, it immediately started chasing him endlessly, pushing him to the corner of the courtyard in a blink of an eye.
Chang Geng had nowhere to avoid, so he had to grit his teeth fiercely, hold the sword in both hands, and swing it from bottom to top, the two iron swords collided, Chang Geng's wrist shook violently, and the heavy sword fell directly from his hand. He got up and subconsciously leaned back - Iron Golem's sword stopped at his forehead with a punch.
There was a gleam of cold light on the blade.
The small courtyard was silent, except for Chang Geng's violent breathing and the "rumbling" sound of power in the iron golem's body.
Gu Yun didn't say a word, and didn't step up to give instructions. He sat beside the stone table in the courtyard, took out a small wine glass from his arms, untied the wine jug around his waist, and took Chang Geng, who was chased around by the iron puppet, for a drink. .
Chang Geng caught a glimpse of the uncle in the corner of his light, and his whole person was even worse.
On the one hand, he is like a little peacock that has just grown up, his hair has not grown even, and he has already started to shake his hair with a heart of "show him some color"; on the other hand, he is full of depression, and when he sees Gu Just a little dizzy.
The fighting intent in the boy's chest swayed back and forth between the gas and the flameout, but the iron puppet was puzzled. White steam spewed from his feet, and he slipped out a few feet without sadness or joy. Chang Geng.
Chang Geng put the epee on his shoulders and took the initiative to step forward, desperately recalling the move Gu Yun used a dagger to deflect his sword at Yanhui's prefectural mansion.
Gu Yun played with the small wine glass in his hand, "tsk", and shook his head.
I saw the edges of the two iron swords rubbing violently, sparks splashing everywhere, and unbearable pressure came from the hilt again. The Chang Geng sword was not in place, and the manpower was exhausted. .
The sword puppet was used for sparring and would not hurt anyone. After a few moments of Ziguang's eyes, it would lift the sword hanging over Chang Geng's head and slide out again, changing his posture.
Chang Geng's forehead was sweating, but he couldn't help being distracted and peeking at Gu Yun again. He thought angrily, "Is he not going to leave today? What's so beautiful!"
Gu Yun watched Chang Geng's sword being smashed into the air again and again, drank a pot of cold wine, and swapped his two long legs up and down three times. When he went out, he finally got up calmly.
Chang Geng smashed his skin on the ground, it was hot, he stretched out his hand to touch it, and there was still a little blood, but he didn't bother to wipe it, because Gu Yun walked up to him, clasped his hands on his chest, and looked at the tall iron puppet in front of him.
Chang Geng lowered his head subconsciously, so frustrated that he didn't look at him.
"If you panic, your feet will float," Gu Yun said. "If your feet are unstable, no matter how powerful the swordsmanship is, it will be water without a source and wood without a source."
Chang Geng's heart moved, and he raised his head very seriously.
Gu Yun was rarely serious, and said lightly, "Get up, I'll teach you."
Chang Geng was stunned for a moment, then his eyes widened. Before he could react, Gu Yun picked him up involuntarily, grabbed his sword-holding hand from behind, and embraced him.
Chang Geng swallowed hard, his back tense.
Gu Yun whispered: "Relax, don't look at me, look at your sword."
Before he could finish his words, the iron golem on the opposite side was already blazing with purple light in his eyes, and he whistled again, his belly rumbling, as if a war drum was blowing, still slashing head-on.
Even if Chang Geng's bloodline really had some kind of wildness hidden deep in it, it could only be inspired by the line of life and death full of rage. And this is just sword practice after all.
For a time, he couldn't care about the intimacy that made him uncomfortable, and the first reaction was still to step back. Anyone would have such a reaction when they are under pressing pressure in front of such a behemoth.
But Gu Yun didn't allow him to retreat. Chang Geng felt that his whole body was being pushed up by Gu Yun, and rushed towards the iron puppet like a fearless marionette. His wrist was set in Gu Yun's iron palm. , involuntarily handed out the heavy sword in his hand, and at the moment when the soldiers met, Chang Geng felt that the hand holding the sword was turned by a very slight angle by Gu Yun, and the sword that the iron puppet was slashing was actually "pried" up.
Han Tie brushed past him, almost piercing his temples, Chang Geng closed his eyes, thinking he would hit him directly.
Gu Yun sighed inwardly and thought, "This child lacks a little blood, so I'm afraid he's not the one with the sword."
The smell of cold iron swept across Chang Geng's nose, and the iron puppet's elbow was slightly stuck. Gu Yun raised his foot and kicked Chang Geng's knee, shouting, "Open your eyes, arms!"
Chang Geng's knees softened, his legs were bounced out by the external force, and his toes were placed on the iron golem's arm.
There was a "kara" sound on the machine, and the upper arm was locked. Chang Geng just spit out half of it in one breath. The next moment, Gu Yun suddenly bent down.
A sharp wind brushed his ears, and a "hum" sounded—the iron golem's legs swept across the air.
Gu Yun: "Okay."
He clenched Chang Geng's hand tightly, dragged the young man and slid a sharp semicircle on the ground, the tip of the sword danglingly brushed the ankle of the iron golem.
With another "Kara" sound, the iron golem was completely nailed.
It maintained the independent movement of the golden rooster and stood still, the purple light flashed in its eyes, and gradually died down and dimmed.
Chang Geng's palms were all sweaty, and his chest was heaving violently. He didn't even notice when Gu Yun let go of him.
At this moment, he felt the gap between himself and the little righteous father.
Gu Yun flicked the dust off his body in a good time: "It's human nature to back down, if you're facing people, it's okay to advance and retreat, but remember, if you face iron puppets or heavy armor when you're not wearing armor , you must not retreat. Because these iron guys are burning purple and gold on their feet, you will be caught up by them as soon as you retreat. At that time, your heart and body are backwards, and it is difficult to unite and fight back in a short period of time. Instead, it will fall into the opponent's hands in a hurry."
Chang Geng pondered for a long time, and suddenly asked: "Is the righteous father saying that if you encounter an enemy that is much stronger than yourself, is it better to move forward than to retreat?"
Gu Yun raised his eyebrows and said a little strangely: "Hey? Why is it a 'foster father' today?"
Chang Geng is fine in everything, except that his mouth is always neither big nor small.
Gu Yun was born on the 16th day of the first lunar month, and the nickname 16 was named after the princess. Except for the princess and the late emperor, not even the old marquis ever called him that. Although he didn't care much, he was kept by such a small thing all day long. "Sixteen long and sixteen short" is also strange to say.
Based on his experience, Gu Yun felt that there were only two situations in which he could get this kid to call him "foster father". One was when a blind cat met a dead mouse, and he accidentally coaxed the brat into joy. Stepping on the dog's tail, he accidentally pissed off the brat.
Chang Geng looked at him deeply for a while, and said inexplicably and complicatedly, "I used to be ignorant, but I won't in the future."
He finally realized that he was abominable, wicked, and incompetent, how could he dare to continue being self-willed
Sometimes, it takes only one night for young people to go from "thinking they are grown up" to when they really grow up.
The rough branches and big leaves, such as Gu Yun, suddenly felt that Chang Geng seemed to be different.
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