He Mu glanced at Meng Qi and said dullly: Mr. Su, don't you think I'm sad enough? And you don't understand.
As he spoke, he stretched out his right hand from behind his back and picked up the wooden sword on the ground. He frowned slightly. He was very puzzled as to why he always lost to the fifth senior brother today. He was so brooding that he couldn't get rid of the depression.
For the first time, I used a move to turn the sea into thousands of sails, and the fifth brother faced the lonely sail and distant shadow. When I changed the move into the blue sea and blue sky, he connected with the bright moon on the sea and hit the back of my hand. He Mu, who had never changed the move so well before, He danced his sword while talking to himself, describing today's competition.
He didn't value Meng Qi's opinion, he just expressed his inner grievances, reviewed the battle, found out the problems, and strived to win tomorrow so as not to disappoint the master, the master of the hall.
Meng Qi rolled the questionnaire into a tube and tapped it lightly on his palm. When He Mu finished practicing, he laughed and said: I heard that the martial arts competition is coming soon. It's normal for your fifth senior brother to ask the master for guidance. You can't always look at it with old eyes. To see him.
Yes, He Mu suddenly said, the fifth senior brother’s father is a businessman and is quite wealthy, so he must have hired an expert to guide him.
As he spoke, he lowered his head and looked depressed. His parents worked hard every day and could only support him to practice martial arts in the martial arts gym. He had no money left. What should he ask for guidance from an expert? And if it weren't for the gym leader He Xiu, he would not receive enough money. , I have no chance at all
Therefore, he was very grateful to Guanzhu He and did not want him to be disappointed. He also wanted to stand out early and support himself, so that his parents would not be so tired all the time.
This martial arts competition is an opportunity, but I don’t see any hope
Meng Qi said with a teasing smile: You can ask me for advice. I am a master. I really am a master.
He Mu looked up listlessly at Meng Qi and saw that he was wearing a wide robe and long sleeves. He was elegant and elegant, and he seemed to have a poetic spirit in his heart. He smiled bitterly and said: Mr. Su. Stop teasing me.
In daily life, Mr. Su rarely goes out. He is one of the few scholars who can control his impetuousness. He does things in a leisurely manner. Although he is idle, he is extremely hardworking. If you ask him for advice on writing questions, he always has no airs. , has a bright smile, is easy-going and fun. He also likes good food and often walks through the streets and alleys. His living conditions always remind him of the poem "picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence and leisurely seeing Nanshan Mountain".
But what I encountered was not a problem in learning, but in martial arts. Mr. Su didn't look too old. Even though there were six Confucian arts, he was at most just starting out.
You can try to sail across the sea and catch the bright moon on the sea. Meng Qi said with a smile.
He Mu was even more helpless: Mr. Su, how do you answer this
As expected, he is a nerd with no martial arts background. The Thousand Sails of the Sea is a move that shakes the shadow of the sail up and down while swinging forward, but the bright moon on the sea strikes down from a high position. How can this be followed
What can't you catch? The last sail you evolve when you swing it horizontally can be taller and bigger, covering the sky and the sun. Then the moon broke through the sail shadow and shone into the sea. Meng Qi used a literary way to describe the connection between the two moves.
Higher and bigger, covering the sky, blocking out the sun and moon, breaking the sails and shadows. He Mu has not read enough books, so it is a bit difficult to understand, but Meng Qi's description is very vivid. He finally grasped the key point, swung the wooden sword, and thousands of sails competed. The shadow of the sail became larger and larger, gradually covering the blue sky, and then the moon rose in the sky, which was bright, clear and cold, and the brilliance was scattered.
This, this is really acceptable, but how could Canghai Qianfan change Master He's palm skills in this way? Master He requires his disciples to make every move conform to the standard without making any mistakes, so He Mu couldn't accept it for a while.
Meng Qi smiled and said: "Why can't you just tell it from a story point of view? This is completely reasonable."
Therefore, in the story, He Mu looked at Meng Qi dumbfounded. What does swordsmanship have to do with the story
Meng Qi looked around and saw no one else, so he smiled narrowly and said: In my opinion, swordsmanship and stories are essentially the same. You see, A Thousand Sails in the Sea tells a story about the boundless sea and the many shadows of sails. Ruofanying As it gets bigger and bigger, it can naturally connect to the blue sky and the bright moon, without sticking to the original story structure.
This, how could this be the same? He Mu had never heard of this theory and couldn't accept it.
Meng Qi put his hands behind his back and said with a half-smile: When you compete with others with swordsmanship, you are often telling the other person a story. There is a beginning, a process, a change, a trap, a turning point, and an end.
People who use sword skills to tell stories are divided into two categories. One type tries their best to prevent the other party from guessing the subsequent plot, because from the perspective of the story, it loses its appeal. From the perspective of sword skills competition, it means failure. The other type This is to deliberately tell a story that is almost true, so that the opponent can completely believe it, and then reverse it at a key point, shocking everyone, and ending it. This is deception, this is a trap, it is an important skill in storytelling, and it is also an important idea in using a sword.
Well, there is actually a kind of person who does not set traps, and everyone can guess the subsequent plot, but the opponent can only follow his sword technique, and it is difficult to jump out and escape. This is the transformation of sword technique.
Looking at He Mu's confused and surprised expression, Meng Qi chuckled: So, I think storytelling skills can be used in swordsmanship competitions.
Mr. Su, please don't be so imaginative. He Mu came to his senses after a long time and said feebly.
Meng Qi smiled and said: Why don't I tell your fifth senior brother tomorrow a story about the bright moon behind the sea, a story that is different from the normal development, a story that makes people unable to guess the subsequent changes.
After saying that, he left He Mu behind and Shi Shiran walked back to his yard.
He Mu stood there in a daze, and after a long time he swung his wooden sword, but it was a story of thousands of sails competing, the shadows of the sails covering the sky, and the bright moon shining brightly.
Although he felt that Mr. Su's story theory of swordsmanship was unreasonable, after practicing swordsmanship for several years, he still had some ability to judge the changes in moves.
The next day.
After the practice, He Mu walked out and said to a young man in black clothing: "Fifth Senior Brother, please continue to teach me today."
The senior brothers and sisters next to him laughed secretly. He was so persistent. He had lost so many times yesterday and yet he still dared to challenge today.
The owner of He Guan, He Ye, nodded gently. His resilience was commendable, but he had to be reminded to be self-aware in order to avoid getting a bloody head in the future.
The fifth senior brother pursed his lips, raised the wooden sword and said: He Mu. If you lose again, don't pester me. I have to ask my senior brothers for advice.
He Mu nodded slightly, and after saluting, he waved his sword horizontally, sailing across the sea.
The fifth senior brother did not hesitate to move Gu Fan Yuanying, stabbing the sword from top to bottom, avoiding Qian Fan.
The solitary sail gradually became smaller, almost disappearing between the sea and the sky, and fell into He Mu's lower abdomen.
He Mu's Qianfan. The undulations became larger and quickly covered the sky and the sun.
After swinging to a high place, he slashed down with the long sword, and the moon broke through the sail shadow, just in time to kill the fifth senior brother on his shoulder before he hit his lower abdomen.
Brother Pa Wu felt a pain in his shoulder, and the wooden sword escaped and fell in front of He Mu.
You, how could you make the fifth senior brother Canghai Qianfan point at He Mudao like this, with an expression of indignation and unacceptable expression on his face.
Qu Tianhe opened her big eyes. How come Fifth Senior Brother who almost cried after winning Senior Brother He yesterday lost in just one move
The expressions of the martial arts disciples around him varied, some were surprised or puzzled, some were lucky or frowned, how could Canghai Qianfan, the fifth senior brother, lose so quickly
Won. Won, really won. He Mu had no reaction to the fifth senior brother's accusations. Such thoughts were echoing in his mind. As expected, the fifth senior brother heard a different story. It makes him unable to guess the development and find it difficult to deal with what Mr. Su said seems to make sense.
He Mu, did you think of it yourself? The owner of the hotel asked without looking happy.
He Mu was waiting for an honest answer. When I opened my mouth, my subconscious changed: "Master, the owner of the museum, I came up with it by accident."
It's good to be able to use swordsmanship effectively, but you are still in the basic stage, and it is more important to have a solid grasp of swordsmanship. He Mu warned impartially, walked to the side with his hands behind his back, and muttered to himself inaudibly, how can a thousand sails in the sea catch the bright moon like this
The fifth senior brother thought about the process and said unconvinced: He Mu, let's compete again
He Mu's heart skipped a beat and he felt uneasy. He only had this story. If he compared it with others, everyone would know the development and ending of the story.
Everyone knows later, then I can change the development and ending of the story. They all think that after my journey across the sea, I will meet the bright moon on the sea, then I can do the opposite and tell another unexpected story.
Well, how should I do it? He Mu imagined that he was Mr. Su and was not bound by the original rules of the moves. He quickly made a plan and answered with implicit expectation: Okay, fifth senior brother, please enlighten me.
This time, the fifth senior brother was the first to make the move. After two or three strikes, He Mu found an opportunity and used the Thousand Sails of the Sea.
The fifth senior brother sneered in his heart. He didn't need a solitary sail to cast his shadow in the distance, but went straight out of the blue sea and sky, with the shadow of his sword covering the moon.
The long sword floats up and down to create the shadow of the sail. When it is high, it covers the sky and the sun, and can catch the bright moon on the sea. When it is low, the shadow of the sail is almost gone.
So, He Mu changed his tactics when the sail shadow was almost gone. He lifted it from bottom to top, and the tide rose from the lonely peak.
Snapped.
The fifth senior brother covered his chest and abdomen, took off his wooden sword again, and said breathlessly: You, you, how could you do this
He Mu was extremely happy and suppressed a smile: Fifth senior brother, I accept.
I can tell stories myself
After that, the fifth senior brother stopped entangled, fearing that he would lose face if he lost again. He Mu concentrated on the martial arts competition, and his mind was filled with stories. He won several times and lost several times.
He Mu, I plan to let you participate in the martial arts competition after the new year. The leader of the gymnasium He had been watching silently, and saw that He Mu seemed to have a lot of new ideas overnight, so he planned to let him occupy one of the six places in the Qingfeng Martial Arts Hall, and then compete with real masters of the same age to sharpen his mind and sharpen his sword. Law.
As for the results, he didn't place his hopes on He Mu. Only the top three disciples took on this important task, and the other three mainly used it to hone their skills.
He Mu was surprised, happy and uneasy: My master, master, can I do it
You won’t know until you try it. Host He smiled.
Once you participate in a martial arts competition, you will easily be favored by a sect or aristocratic family. No matter how unlucky you are, you can still find a job as a housekeeper. He Mu left the martial arts gym full of expectations but worried about gains and losses, and somehow ended up in front of Meng Qi's door.
Mr. Su, Mr. Su's swordsmanship stories are not unreasonable. Is he really a master? He Mu still doesn't believe it. He thinks it's just a coincidence. Well, Mr. Su has little martial arts practice and is less constrained by various swordsmanship rules. , so I can jump out of my original house and let my thoughts become more flexible. Maybe I can chat with him more. Storytelling and swordsmanship really have something in common. He is not good at swordsmanship, but he is quite good at telling stories.
Knocking on the courtyard door, He Mu heard the lazy voice coming in. When he opened the door, he saw Mr. Su wearing a big cloak and sitting under the plum blossom tree. He was warming wine with a small fire in the red stove, holding a book and speaking softly. Chant:
At the beginning of ancient times, who preached the truth
There is no upper or lower shape, so why examine it
He Mu couldn't help but hold his breath and concentrate on such a scene. Then he saw Mr. Su pointing to the seat next to him, so he walked over very lightly and sat down quietly.
The Yin and Yang triad, what is the origin and what is the transformation
After reading this sentence, Meng Qi turned his head and looked at He Mu, wondering what it meant. .