Jiang Su comforted himself in his heart.
The diary is something I write for myself. If it records some thoughts and thoughts that cannot be known to outsiders, it is quite normal. Not to mention the rest, he also likes watching people dance swords, not to mention that the other party is a master. Xie Wuwujian must be able to learn something from it, thinking about it like this, there is still some yearning.
Jiang Su smiled, suppressed the doubts in his heart, and continued to look back.
"The swordsmanship of the Demon Sect is really powerful.
Half-covered and half-covered, looming, like the rhythm in poetry, the painting is left blank, and the secret place is more inspiring. "
Jiang Su: "..."
Does this mean the swordsmanship of the Demon Sect? When he has not seen the swordsmanship of the Demon Sect!
He has competed with Li Hanshan more than once, and he has seen Li Hanshan dance the sword more than once. The swordsmanship handed down by Xie Wu is very sharp and sharp. Law, there is no blank rhyme at all.
moving? Every time Li Hanshan drew his sword, he would shudder in his heart, the man who moved the ball!
Jiang Su's hands were trembling, and he could hardly continue to argue for the master.
He closed his eyes and thought about the record of his swordsmanship practice left by the master in the door. He had turned over the few thin booklets countless times over the years, and he recited every sentence written on it.
He remembered very clearly that the master said that if you want to practice the water-stopping swordsmanship, you must first be like water, cut off lust, and focus on the sword.
Jiang Su opened his eyes.
"... The rain is getting heavier today. I don't want to practice swordsmanship. It will stain my clothes. Fortunately, I can suppress his voice."
Jiang Su: "..."
Jiang Su closed his eyes.
"You must know that diligence can make up for your weakness, and you can learn and practice hard every day, so that you can review the old and learn new things, and make progress in the swordsmanship."
Jiang Su opened his eyes.
"I didn't want to practice the sword yesterday, I don't want to practice the sword today, and I don't want to practice the sword tomorrow.
When Xie Wu got up this morning, he taught me a lesson, saying that I was so lazy that I couldn't get him out of bed, and that sooner or later I would be overtaken by others. I laughed at him for being boring. If ordinary people have talent like me and him, practice less. A day or two swords are actually fine. "
Jiang Su: "..."
Jiang Su shuddered and closed his eyes, trying to recall the words on the title page of the master's record in the door.
"I am here today, and I write this statement. In the next hundred years, all the disciples in my sect will be able to abide by it, study hard in the way of swordsmanship, and carry forward the swordsmanship of my sword school."
Jiang Su opened his eyes expressionlessly.
"The sect sent someone to urge me to write a record of the experience of guiding the disciples. I wrote two pages, so that the disciples in the sect could relax on weekdays. In addition to the sword, there are many good things in life, such as eloquence (crossed out), and then It was like a mouthful (blacked out), but when I sent these two pages back, my junior and brother wrote a letter and scolded me badly.
Sigh, but I really can't make up other stuff, so I had to ask Xie Wu to write a ghostwriting, anyway, he is the most boring person in the world, and the things he writes are also extremely boring, and he should be very liked by junior and senior."
"As for what the disciples in the sect will do after seeing this record of their experiences... I don't think anyone will read this extremely boring thing."
Jiang Su shook his hands and turned the diary to the next page.
"Xie Wu doesn't know how to stop water swordsmanship. He wrote a record of his experience. Anyone who believes in it is a fool."
Jiang Su: "..."
Jiang Su's hands trembled, and with a stab, he tore the entire diary in half.
Master…
Do not.
Wen Qingting! Why are you such a dog thing! ! !
…
Jiang Su's action was too sudden, but it startled Li Hanshan, who was beside him.
He knew that Jiang Su had always admired Wen Qingting, and felt that he was not a member of the Zhishui Sword Sect. It was inconvenient for him to read the written records of Wen Qingting, so when Jiang Su was reading this record, he was just sitting beside him and did not know What exactly is written on it.
He could only ask carefully, and said, "You... what's the matter?"
Jiang Su re-patted Wen Qingting's diary in front of Li Hanshan, his face pale with anger, and said, "See for yourself!"
Li Hanshan silently put together the book that was torn in half, quickly flipped through a few pages, couldn't help but paused slightly, looked up at Jiang Su, and asked, "Aren't you supposed to..."
Jiang Su: "I practiced according to the sword notes and records he left in the door."
Speaking of this, his voice trembled slightly, and he seemed to be indescribably annoyed. It was also thanks to Wen Qingting that he did not leave a corpse tomb, otherwise Jiang Su would be able to lift the bastard's grave now.
He was heartbroken.
Since he came to this book, for ten years, he respected his master Wen Qingting as his target idol, and he has not even dared to use the sword without grasping, but felt that his swordsmanship was not worthy of the master's. With a sword, he never thought that Wen Qingting would look like this in private.
Li Hanshan whispered: "But that was written by the leader Xie Wu."
Jiang Su: "..."
Li Hanshan: "He doesn't seem to be able to stop the water sword at all." Jiang Su: "..."
Li Hanshan: "Then your current swordsmanship..."
Jiang Su: "Shut up."
Li Hanshan immediately closed his mouth: "...Oh."
Jiang Su covered his face with his hands, in great pain.
In the past few years, in addition to reading the swordsmanship and comprehension, he has developed many habits according to the records left by Wen Qingting, because the swordsmanship in the Zhishui Sword Sect only has the upper half, and many parts are incomplete. Most of it was based on the content in the record, and he figured it out by himself. Originally, he thought that the result he came up with should not be much different from the lower sword manual, but now it seems... The record he read is simply not a water-stopping sword. Xie of the law wrote nothing.
Jiang Su finally understood why when pondering swordsmanship according to the record, he felt that the sword intent contained in the record was too cold, rather than the calmness and simplicity of the water-stopping swordsmanship. He has something in common with Li Hanshan. After careful comparison, Xie Wu wrote the contents of the record according to the swordsmanship of the Demon Sect.
Wen Qingting felt that no one would seriously read this record, so he was not worried that he would mislead his children. Indeed, among the Shishui Sword Sect, there were probably less than five people who had completely read his record. Jiang Su was the only one who learned the sword in the way of writing.
Jiang Su was a little unspeakably decadent. He didn't even want to read the remaining books and letters, but Li Hanshan was worried that he had made a mistake, so he turned over them one by one, and finally couldn't help saying to him: "Your teacher Zu is really an interesting person."
Jiang Su was expressionless: "But I just want to dig his grave."
Li Hanshan: "..."
Li Hanshan could understand Jiang Su's feelings at this time.
He read the transcripts left by Wen Qingting, as well as the letters between him and Xie Wuer. The transcripts Wen Qingting wrote in a somewhat smug flavor. Every day he was either lazy or talking about love. As for the letters... it was too much. If you ruin the reputation of the master of a sect, you don't need to look at it, but you should put it away.
But Jiang Su wanted to see it.
He wanted to see how Wen Qingting, a sanctimonious hypocrite, pretended to deceive others, and also wanted to know what Xie Wu, who was most boring in Wen Qingting's mouth, looked like.
He took the letter from Li Hanshan and saw Wen Qingting write on it at first sight, "I haven't seen you for a day, I'm thinking like crazy, I still remember yesterday that you sent me on a trip to a barren mountain and an abandoned temple... You and I made the Buddha see this. It's really disrespectful, I'm afraid that after death, you will still suffer in hell with me."
Jiang Su: "..."
What the hell? What the hell is this? !
Is this really his ancestor's letter? Wasn't Wu Qi really writing it to fill in the numbers!
Jiang Su took a deep breath and picked up Xie Wu's reply.
Xie Wu's reply was very succinct and looked a lot more normal, with only one sentence above it.
"Shut up, don't bring this up again."
…
Jiang Su's heart was dripping blood.
No wonder He Lingcheng always thought that Wen Qingting had kidnapped Xie Wu. As far as the characters in his two letters were concerned, Xie Wu did seem to be more decent, and Wen Qingting... Maybe he shouldn't be in the Zhishui Sword Sect, he should be in Mei In the palace.
Jiang Su finally put down the two letters, stuffed the pile of things on the table into the box, and quickly closed the box and locked it. He decided not to read anything left by Wen Qingting in the future, nor to go to Wen Qingting's office. In other words, as for the swordsmanship he has learned over the years...
Jiang Su's heart froze, remembering that he practiced the sword according to the record, and had been ruthless and lustless for many years. Now, it seems that no matter how difficult it is for him to be lustful, he can't help but be full of anger, but... He thought about it again, what he thought. The essentials of the experience were not left by Wen Qingting, but written by Xie Wu. Does that mean that Xie Wu is the one who is dedicated to the sword.
As for how Xie Wu changed gradually... Xie Wu was changed by that stinky rascal from Wen Qingting! This is not a reference at all!
Jiang Su was silent for a long time, sighed deeply, and did not want to continue thinking about this issue.
Tonight is the collapse of his outlook on life after wearing a book. He needs to divert his attention and find something to ease. He doesn't want to practice swords, and he doesn't even want to see swords. At this moment...
Jiang Su suddenly raised his eyes, looked at Li Hanshan, and said, "I want to drink."
Li Hanshan: "..."
Li Hanshan clearly remembered Jiang Su's appearance after he was drunk last time. He didn't want to see Jiang Su drunk again, but when this happened to Jiang Su, he could understand Jiang Su's mood, and he had to let Jiang Su not stop. To vent, so Li Hanshan was silent for a long time, but he was still brought up with wine.
At this moment, he can only stay by Jiang Su's side like this, hoping that this will make Jiang Su happier.
Before long, the attendant in the teaching brought the wine and dishes. Jiang Su kept silent. It seemed that this was the first time he had indulged in drinking like this today. Started to get a little drunk.
He sighed, looked at the wine glass in his hand, and muttered to himself.
"I was deceived." Jiang Su said firmly, "He's just an old gangster himself."
Li Hanshan: "..."
Jiang Su slapped the cup on the table heavily: "I am the only one who believes in the whole door!"
Li Hanshan didn't know how to comfort him, and after thinking about it, he could only pour wine for Jiang Su silently.
"I really believe it." Jiang Su threw away the wine glass. "For so many years, I have focused on the sword without any distractions, and I have really made myself into the ruthless and ruthless appearance I am now..."
He paused for a while, as if remembering something, raised his eyes to look at Li Hanshan, and asked, "I read something written by Xie Wu... You just read their letters for so long, I ask you, thank you... Xie Wu is not too same as me?"
He was drinking, and his words were a little unclear. Li Hanshan was even more inexplicable. He didn't understand what Jiang Su meant, and asked, "Same as you? Where is the same as you?"
Jiang Su crouched on the table and muttered, "Like me... ruthless... no desire..."
He paused for a while, then suddenly raised his eyes to look at Li Hanshan, his eyes were cloudy, and he was obviously drunk. After looking at Li Hanshan for a while, he lowered his eyes again and said, "I don't hate you, you mean nothing to me. … is the most important person in the world.”
Li Hanshan: "..."
He looked at Jiang Su in amazement, and couldn't tell whether it was Jiang Su's drunken remarks or the truth, but even if it was just Jiang Su's nonsense, he could not help feeling a little moved in his heart, and could not wait to summon up his courage immediately and chase after Jiang Su. Su's words continued: "I... to me, you are too—"
Jiang Su staggered and raised his hand to silence him.
"But I don't think I like you." Jiang Su's words almost extinguished all of Li Hanshan's enthusiasm, "I... don't have the kind of desire... that kind of desire when a child is in a long-term love for you."
Jiang Su felt that this was not something that was difficult to export.
He thought that in addition to liking, there should be some lust in it. If one person does not have any desire for the other, then this relationship should be family and friendship, but it is unlikely to be love.
But to Li Hanshan, this is equivalent to Jiang Su, who has always had no idea about this kind of thing. Suddenly, such a sentence came out. He couldn't help but startled. Jiang Su didn't think it was different, but he was inexplicably embarrassed and embarrassed. , I had to hurriedly lowered my eyes and whispered, "I... don't really mind."
Jiang Su: "... ah?"
"It's not a big deal." Li Hanshan said, "As long as you are by my side."
Jiang Su: "..."
But Jiang Su didn't seem to be moved.
He had indeed drank too much, and at this moment, his head was dizzy, and the Li Hanshan in front of him had several layers of double images. He pressed Li Hanshan's hand and leaned forward, almost sticking to Li Hanshan's face, and asked Li Hanshan word by word. Han Shan, said: "You answer me, thank you... Is Xie Wuwei just like me..."
Li Hanshan froze in place. After a while, he nodded and said, "Looking at the letter... He seems to be a little... but not to the point of telling you."
Li Hanshan paused for a while and felt that he said so
Jiang Su: "Then how did he... how did he recover?"
Li Hanshan's heart was beating like a drum as he smelled of alcohol.
"It's Wen Qingting..." Li Hanshan couldn't go on, "He's not really ruthless—"
His words were interrupted by Jiang Su's sudden movements.
"Since he can change." Jiang Su got closer, almost sticking to Li Hanshan, and then said with great certainty, "Then I... I can naturally."