"How old are you this year?"
In the room, Zhao Changhe was asking the waiter to boil some water, and while no one was around, he quietly asked Cui Yuanyang.
I always feel like everyone looks at me in a wrong way...
Cui Yuanyang blushed and whispered, "More than ten years old!"
"How many?"
"What do you think? I'm over five feet tall!"
"It's less than five feet. Can't your head reach my armpits?"
“?” Cui Yuanyang was not convinced and wanted to get into the armpit to show off: “My armpit is obviously bigger than yours…”
Zhao Changhe dodged quickly and held her head down: "Forget what I said about the face! It's too tender, the baby fat hasn't gone away yet, it's round and pink!"
"Don't worry about me, I'm young!"
"…What does the Daxia law say?"
"What about laws? No one cared about it in the prosperous times, let alone now? Who will care?"
The door creaked open and the waiter came in with some water. He looked at the two of them with an increasingly strange look.
The two of them shut up, realizing that it was not normal for everyone to talk about this topic in the eyes of others.
"Really? I don't give a shit about your age." After the waiter left with a weird look on his face, Zhao Changhe said helplessly, "Okay, take a shower and change your clothes quickly, don't get sick. I'll go next door, and we'll talk if there's anything else."
"Wait, wait a minute..." The little girl lowered her head and said, "I, I didn't bring any clothes."
"?" Zhao Changhe's eyes widened: "Don't you have a package?"
"Such a small package only carries some silver and medicine, but no winter clothes." Cui Yuanyang looked at Zhao Changhe with a confused look, as if asking, is this fool with no experience in the world you or me
"Shit." Zhao Changhe was helpless. "Wait a minute, I'll go out and see if there's a ready-made clothing store to buy you a set."
Seeing Zhao Changhe rushing out of the door in the rain again, Cui Yuanyang's eyes sparkled.
It was raining heavily. If it was my brother, he would just scold me and ask the servant to buy it.
It's really strange. This guy doesn't look like a bandit. Sometimes, he doesn't even look like a person from this world. I wonder if anyone else has felt this way...
Zhao Changhe over there was really helpless, he really had no interest in a girl who was about 1.5 meters tall, with an A cup at most and not fully developed. Look at Xia Chichi and Yue Hongling, they were tall, well-proportioned, toned and flexible... Uh.
Anyway, she is cute, but annoying. But she is the young lady of the Cui family, and you can't beat or scold her. If you drive her away, you are afraid that she will be killed by others. For Cui Yuanyong's sake, you have to send her home.
Forget it, for now I’ll just help my classmate take care of his sister in this world.
There were clothing stores on the street, but they had already closed. Zhao Changhe climbed over the wall reluctantly, never thinking that the first time he would do something like stealing women's clothes was to steal their clothes!
If this gets out, the reputation will plummet to the bottom... Although the reputation is not very good now, at least it’s not this model.
Zhao Changhe quickly grabbed a set of fluffy clothes that looked very similar to Cui Yuanyang's. Just as he was about to leave, he knocked his head again. With a slightly red face, he went to take a look at the underwear area, and with an even redder face, he grabbed a bellyband, quickly threw down a piece of silver, and ran away for his life.
I don't know what women's underwear looks like in this era. I haven't seen Yue Hongling's, but when Xia Chichi pretended to be a man, she used a chest wrap. Anyway, in the novels, they all wore bellybands, so it should be correct.
After a moment, Cui Yuanyang huddled beside the brazier, looking in surprise at the thing Zhao Changhe handed over with a stern face, his face as red as a peach.
If you want to buy clothes, just buy clothes. There are so many kinds of underwear, why do you want to buy a bellyband with mandarin ducks embroidered on it... This bellyband has been touched by a man's hand, and then I put it on... Oh...
It turns out that it is so inconvenient for a man and a woman to live together. It's really strange. How could Yue Hongling live with him for half a month? Could they really be in that relationship
Zhao Changhe didn't care what this idiot was thinking. He was cold and tired, so he went straight to his room to take a bath and sleep.
I didn’t even practice the basic skills every day, rain or shine… What bad luck.
… …
There was a night of sparse rain and strong wind.
A young girl who was alone with a man should have been a little nervous and sleepless, but Cui Yuanyang slept soundly and felt more comfortable than ever at home... Of course, it was just an illusion because she was too tired.
If Zhao Changhe hadn't urged her to take a hot bath, she might have really fallen seriously ill.
Cui Yuanyang woke up lazily in the morning, still feeling a little weak. He stretched his arms lazily, looked down at the bellyband and blushed a little.
He said he could pose in eighteen different ways, but he really didn't do anything. Does wearing a bellyband count
Just as I was thinking this, I heard noises outside the window, the sound of knives whistling and footsteps moving.
Cui Yuanyang got out of bed quietly, leaned on the window sill and looked out secretly.
Zhao Changhe was practicing swordplay in the yard. It didn't rain heavily in the morning, but there was still some drizzling rain. Zhao Changhe didn't want to get his clothes wet, so he took off his coat and let the rain hit his body. He danced with the sword with great vigor, and his strong and powerful muscles were clearly visible.
Cui Yuanyang's heart beat faster and he quickly shrank his head and dared not look anymore.
He is very hardworking. From the looks of it, he has been practicing for a long time, not just the beginning... He is just staying in a hotel, is he still required to practice like this
My elder brother was whipped by the elders since he was young, but he never worked so hard... Is someone whipping him
Cui Yuanyang's own cultivation is not good, but she has a family background and has seen a lot, so her eyesight is still online. She can see that Zhao Changhe is consciously adjusting his footwork in combination with the Eight Diagrams Step challenged yesterday, but how to say it... Other people's footwork is a system, and when facing the enemy, it is displayed according to the situation encountered. What can you steal from them like this
Cui Yuanyang felt a little sympathetic. He had everything he wanted, but he didn't learn it well. Zhao Changhe's conditions were really poor. The Blood God Cult was very stingy with the rubbish martial arts, and they were happy to give him a little bit of it, like a treasure.
Why didn’t Yue Hongling teach him
As she was thinking this, her eyes gradually changed again.
It can be seen that Zhao Changhe's footwork, which was very awkward just now, is becoming smoother and smoother. He is not stealing other people's Bagua steps, but absorbing other people's strengths and trying to improve his own footwork.
No wonder Yue Hongling didn't teach him footwork. His footwork has already absorbed the essence of Yue Hongling and is no longer just a supporting footwork for the Blood Evil Sword Technique.
If he keeps going, he will eventually develop a style of footwork that is uniquely his.
Is this what someone who has only been learning martial arts for four months is trying to achieve? What a big heart.
Cui Yuanyang suddenly felt that he had been living like a pig for the past fifteen years.
"Sir, Sir." The waiter peeked out of the courtyard gate: "The boiled pork and eight-treasure porridge you ordered."
"Oh, let's put it aside for now." Zhao Changhe stopped practicing, wiped the sweat and rain off his face and walked towards Cui Yuanyang's room: "I'll go see if the pig has woken up."
Cui Yuanyang rushed back to the bed: "Wait a minute! I'm not dressed yet!"
Zhao Changhe: “…”
Waiter: “…”
"What's that expression on your face?" Cui Yuanyang asked Zhao Changhe curiously during the meal, "Why was that little brother bleeding from his nose just now? Did you hit him?"
"No, you hit me." Zhao Changhe drank his porridge expressionlessly. "Don't mention him. You almost beat me to a bloody pulp. Fortunately, my imagination is not very good."
"I've never practiced injuring people from a distance."
"No need to practice, it's a talent." Zhao Changhe looked up at her, twitched his lips and continued to drink porridge.
I just picked up this fluffy hooded coat last night and didn't notice that there were bunny ears on the hood.
Being cute to a certain extent is against the rules.
Cui Yuanyang herself did not think this was anything strange, and she must have been used to this kind of template at home. She lowered her head and drank her porridge, whispering: "You have struggled to figure it out by yourself, whether it is sword skills or footwork... Why don't you ask me for secrets? The Cui family's martial arts are very powerful... I don't think you have even thought about it."
Zhao Changhe smiled and said, "You can't give me the secret, you can only give me some ordinary stuff. Unless I really want to cut myself off from the right path, I will just snatch you away now."
Cui Yuanyang pretended not to hear the second half of the sentence and whispered, "Well... those must not be leaked, unless you... well, anyway, even if it is ordinary stuff that I can give to others, it is much better than this Bagua Step..."
"don't want."
"Why?"
"Little girl, you are naive, but your family is not. I have no intention of owing a favor to the Cui family, and I don't want to be too closely tied to the Cui family and be restricted from there."
"But...but your current experience and knowledge are really not enough to support you to integrate your own martial arts. It's too early."
"I didn't expect to integrate my own things at this time. I'm still in the initial stage of accumulating experience. To be honest, the Cui family's martial arts may be very good, but it's just good enough. It still depends on who uses it. Your brother's knowledge is definitely better than Yue Hongling's, but he is still half a step behind her. This is a clear proof."
Cui Yuanyang said nothing. The feeling that he was not a person of this world came to his mind again. Although the truth seemed to be correct, who in the world would take it so seriously? Wouldn't the improvement brought by a good technique be more direct than the improvement you made by desperately exploring? Even if you knew that it would bring some trouble, it would be difficult to remain calm, even Yue Hongling was the same.
Zhao Changhe said: "I feel that if the Cui family continues to indulge in the glory of their own martial arts, they will sooner or later decline like the Great Xia."
Seeing Cui Yuanyang's unconvinced face, Zhao Changhe said nothing more and stood up: "Let's go. Traveling in the martial arts world may not always be about dealing with those evil spirits. You may also have to see injustice on the road. I just hope that the injustice I see in Qinghe this time is not your family."
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PS: I should have added more in the early morning to wish everyone a happy new year, but I was busy during the Chinese New Year and couldn't add more. I'll try to maintain stability. I wish everyone a happy New Year's Eve and a good Spring Festival Gala with your family.
(End of this chapter)