When Xu Fengnian returned to the inn, he went to Jiang Ni's room for nothing to do. He saw an old man and a young man drawing talismans on the table, and placed two small white porcelain bowls, one for water and the other for wine. The wine was dancing on the table. At this moment, the little clay figurine disliked the old sword god for overstepping the boundaries of writing and encroaching on her territory, so she puffed up her cheeks and stared at each other. , Inhaled all the wine on the table into his mouth. Seeing Xu Fengnian walk into the room, Jiang Ni quickly wiped the cuffs, and wiped all the words on the table. Xu Fengnian joked: "Practice handwriting with the old man? It's better to practice sword with the old man secretly, the talisman can't be borrowed for nothing. The old man taught you a few unique skills casually, wouldn't you throw me as far away as ten streets? If you accidentally learn two-sleeved green courage, tsk tsk, you will definitely be named a female sword fairy in the world, how majestic, What Wang Xianzhi and Deng Tai ah, I will treat you warmly when we meet. At that time, you must remember to tell the masters that I, Jiang Jianxian, used to be a maid for Xu Fengnian's idiot, hey, just think about it."
Jiang Ni said angrily: "You want to practice calligraphy?! Who will be your maid! Who will practice swords to make you face?!"
Xu Fengnian sat down and asked anxiously: "Afraid you can't bear the pain of practicing sword?"
Jiang Ni was going to grab the water bowl and smash it, but His Royal Highness, who had expected it for a long time, held down the little hand and the porcelain bowl with the Xiudong knife, and said with a smile: "Don't do it, I don't have time to make trouble with you today, I'm here to learn from the old man Yes, if you like to listen, sit and cool off, if you don't like to listen, please take two steps."
Gritting her teeth, Jiang Ni said, "This is my room!"
Xu Fengnian ignored the little wild cat whose tail was trampled on, and briefly explained to the old sword god the dozen or so moves he had picked up from the massive secret book. At first, Li Chungang seemed very impatient. Xu Fengnian said that later, although the old man still had his legs crossed, he stopped covering his earwax and disgusting people. He picked up the porcelain bowl with only half a bowl of wine left, and listened while drinking, without nodding or shaking his head. After Xu Fengnian finished speaking, seeing the drowsy expression of the old sword god, he dismantled it again in detail unwillingly, mentioned the names of the books on the roots of more than a dozen moves, and then explained how he thought the more than a dozen moves should be integrated in a row After talking for a while, the old sword god just squinted his eyes to drink. Xu Fengnian was a little discouraged. He reached out to pick up the small bowl of ginger mud used for calligraphy practice, and drank the white water in one gulp. Arsenic down.
Talking about the dry mouth, Xu Fengnian drank half a bowl of water, and stared blankly at the old sword god who had not moved for a long time.
Anyway, Jiang Ni, who didn't understand anything, gloated and said, "Three-legged cat, three-legged cat. You don't deserve it, you don't deserve it."
This incompatibility, of course, comes from the words that Avalokitesvara in white robes outside Xiangfan city is not worthy of double cultivation. These days, Jiang Ni always uses this to mock His Royal Highness, which is very relieved. The old sword god has been wandering for thousands of miles, and finally retracted his gaze, glanced at Xu Fengnian, and finally said: "I heard you nagging at first, and the old man thought it was noisy. Your opportunistic behavior is a low-level martial arts. I just wanted to scold you a few words." For no reason, I think of a story about an old man. Wang Xianzhi is actually about the same age as the old man and Qi Xuanzhu, but he became famous many years later. Every time the old man and some masters at that time fought against the enemy, he could always see this guy watching the battle from a distance. Unlike the old man who had been stuck between the heavenly and immortal realms for a long time, this old boy was able to fight more and more courageously. Looking back now The world said that Wang Xianzhi was unparalleled in understanding, because he could never forget the world's martial arts after watching the battle once, so he later had the peerless practice of breaking the world's sword with his bare hands. He threw some pill stones around him, but not only the pill stones themselves, they were all thrown into the pill furnace by him and merged into one furnace. The old man with two sleeves of green snakes became a one-sleeved green dragon in his hands. It is a good thing to regard it as the best whetstone for sharpening one's own cultivation. However, after being sharpened, one's ability has improved, but one cannot keep up with Wang Xianzhi, a birdman. Zhihe gave birth to me's girls complained. Boy Xu, you want to be Wang Xianzhi's second?"
Xu Fengnian was surprised and speechless.
The old sword god sneered and said contemptuously: "Since you really want to practice martial arts, you don't even have the ambition to drive Wang Xianzhi down from the second place in the world, you kid still practice knives."
Xu Fengnian said helplessly: "Wang Xianzhi claims to be number two, so whoever thinks he is number one in martial arts?"
The old sword god shook his head and smiled lightly: "First? The old man doesn't think so. Wang Xianzhi said that he is second. Only half of it is arrogance, and the other half is this guy's self-knowledge. There will always be one or two in the world. Theoretical freaks, as for whether these freaks come from Buddhism, Taoism, or rivers, seas, mountains and forests, only God knows and Wang Xianzhi, who challenged the world on Emperor Wudi City, knows. At that time, after the death of Qi Xuan frame, the old man thought that Wang Xianzhi would finally feel proud, I never thought that I am still number two in the world. After Qi Xuanzhu's death, there must have been a land god that even Wang Xianzhi was afraid of. Otherwise, with Wang Xianzhi's temper, he would not be so pretentious. The old man thinks that this year's martial arts review is very rubbish, and the deputy reviewer is doing it Not vulgar, the four people on the list all hope to give the world a surprise before Wang Xianzhi dies of old age. Especially Wudang's new head teacher and Dragon and Tiger Qi Xianxia who just had a fight on Wudang Mountain and almost tore down the Emperor Zhenwu. The latter has the demeanor of the old man back then. The bull rider in your mouth is like Qi Xuan frame who usually keeps silent but when he farts, the whole world has to pinch his nose to smell it. As for you, you are quite like Wang Xianzhi, but unfortunately Wang Xianzhi doesn’t care. No matter how late blooming, at your age, you can casually raise your hand and kill dozens of Xu Fengnian."
Jiang Ni chuckled and said, "It's amazing, it looks like Wang Xianzhi. Doesn't it mean that at Wang Xianzhi's age, he can be ranked as the top two hundred masters in the world?"
Xu Fengnian was amused by the little clay figurine's statement, turned his head and said: "With your good words, this son will live a long life, no matter what, he must live to Wang Xianzhi's age."
Jiang Ni was annoyed and remained silent.
Xu Fengnian laughed and said, "In the future, when my son encounters a master who is not pleasing to the eye in the world, the first thing he says is to ask him if he is the 200th best master in the world!"
The old sword god waved his hand and said: "Go, I still have to practice calligraphy with Jiang girl."
Xu Fengnian was kicked out of the room in this way, and when he closed the door, he did not forget to stretch out two hands towards Jiang Ni, one finger in each hand, implying to live to a hundred years old, and two fingers in one hand, meaning the 200th expert in the world, it can be seen Jiang Ni was furious, and after closing the door, she said angrily: "I won't practice calligraphy anymore!"
The old sword god, who had suffered an indiscriminate disaster, said in astonishment: "Why don't you practice calligraphy?"
Jiang Ni said angrily, "I'm not in the mood."
The old man looked sneaky, and softly encouraged: "Jiang girl, try to think that this table is the smiling face of Xu Xiaozi."
Jiang Ni hesitated for a moment, her eyes lit up, and she trotted to pour another bowl of water in a hurry, and then she practiced calligraphy like iron and silver hooks, with every word penetrating into wood.
At this moment, the old sword god somewhat understood why Xu Xiaozi liked teasing the girl in front of him so much.
Li Chungang held the bowl and drank a big gulp of wine, which made him more determined to make a deal with Xu Xiaozi.
Looking at Jiang Ni practicing calligraphy again, she murmured softly, and kindly reminded: "The sword is the same as the calligraphy, and the most important thing is to complete it in one go. Little clay figurine, come here, the old man writes and you read."
Jiang Ni groaned, looked at the old man's fingers, and said silently: "Swim to the east sea and the west mountain at night, the green snake in the sleeve is bold. If there is any injustice, put the cup down, and draw the sword as if the air is wrong. Drink three times in a row and hurry up. I saw people's heads falling in the sky. The world said that I was climbing the stairs, which was earlier than the towering eighteenth floor... "
When the old sword god was writing freely, he caught a glimpse of Jiang Ni not only reading, but also the girl was writing on the table with her fingers without knowing it, which was not only similar in appearance but also in spirit to the poems written on his table.
If I don't practice swords, the sword will naturally be sufficient. Although there are no swords in the sleeves, the green snake is bold.
After the old sword god entered the world with a broken arm, it was the first time that he didn't drink much but got drunk.
The sword in the room was full of intent, and it was hard to tell who came from it.
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Yu Youwei lay lazily on the table, and the white cat squatted in front of her, curled up like a ball of snow.
Yu Youwei stretched out a finger, and Wu Meiniang stretched out two paws to hug her, with a naive and cute look.
The woman who was no longer the number one oiran in Liangzhou said with a smile: "My Mei Niang is better. She eats and sleeps. She is carefree. You are always by my side when I want to see you. I don't want to see you when I don't want to see you. I don't fear that you will hold grudges."
She was not the girl who was once called Yu Xuanji, her cheek was pressed against the slightly cool table, she reached out to stroke the pet's furry head, and said to herself: "Do you want to live alone without me?"
Since Wu Meiniang was doomed not to be able to speak, she asked herself and answered, "Even if you think about it at first, you don't think about it when you get used to it, right? You know it's bad, but you can't escape, can you?"
"You're just a vase, and it's still not a good-looking one. If you can live, what's there to be dissatisfied with?"
"You can't compare to the maids in the yard, you can't compare to those heroines who walk alone in the rivers and lakes, you can't compare to a child who dares to hate with a dagger, no one can compare. You even forget your parents, you even forget your name , Who can you compare to? With you like this, who is it worth saying a few more words to? "
"You will grow old."
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Outside, His Royal Highness leaned against the door and remained silent.