The weather in May scorched hot in Jiangning City, and when the wind chimed lazily, in the seemingly desolate yard, green ivy climbed the walls of loess. Wildflowers and weeds grow thick in the yard, grasshoppers jump out and swirl and disappear, crickets make noises under the bricks and earth, sometimes butterflies come, and all the time birds stand on vine-covered racks combing their feathers and chirping It spread its wings and flew away, the vines swayed gently, and the ground was golden.
She sat under the shelf by the corner, the sword in the weeds at hand. The time was in the morning, and the voices of children reciting poems came from behind the wall, which were quite pleasant.
Occasionally, the voice of that person will come over: "... Xiangyuan, the thief of virtue also means..."
"... Zilu doesn't appreciate behavior like a so-called hermit..."
"...about this, I remembered a story I read before..."
That voice sounded a bit casual, not full of mouthfuls, not too many saints with clouds, and it was different from the masters she had seen before, which made her feel... not very stable.
Talking like this is not as pleasant as the articles read by the students, but she can understand it. Occasionally, he will tell stories to the students in a rambling private school. The students are not very reliable, and occasionally say: "Mr. Mr...." or "Mr. Liheng..." to ask some strange questions, or to talk to the teacher about the story with a smile.
It's so rude, if it's at home, such a child should be beaten with swollen hands and stand in the sun all day!
However, even though that voice didn't have the majesty of being a teacher, and the vernacular was not as good as those recited by the students, sometimes she still felt that this person seemed to have some sense in what he said.
He would come over in the morning and bring something to eat and use, all of which could meet the needs of the day, but if he came at noon, he would also bring some hot meals. Doing weird things in that room in the afternoon, occasionally opening her mouth to say a few words to her, and she also answered a few words casually.
I didn't meet him formally because I couldn't see this person clearly. When he came, she often sat on the beam and watched coldly, or went out through the window to the back yard. The little girl would often come over and sit on the steps of the porch outside, talking to her uncle at home, and nagging about some messy knowledge. She also heard that this family was in the cloth business.
After the little girl finished chatting, she often pestered him to tell some stories, just like the bizarre "A Chinese Ghost Story", but unfortunately she didn't finish it, maybe she said it when she was on the road with the girl. At this time, there is a story called "Tianlong Babu". The plot is vaguely similar to the current situation in the world, but in it, the Wu Dynasty was changed to the Song Dynasty.
It was on such a summer afternoon, in the quiet courtyard, a man named Ning Yi was doing that strange experiment and telling strange stories, the little maid was sitting in the courtyard in front, and the woman in black was holding the Changjian sat in the grass at the back, listening to those martial arts, rivers and lakes, knights, and gangs, like two worlds separated from the real world.
When it was time to leave in the evening, the little maid turned back and said, "Bell, see you tomorrow."
The voice was sweet, and it melted into the faint red of the sun shining down from the setting sun.
Since the first two days have passed, Ning Yi has not deliberately managed anything.
There are many ways to make it appear that you are genuine enough, but the best way is usually: you are genuine.
It's not too deliberate to think about something, not to do something too deliberately. Although the woman occasionally answers a few words, but she doesn't want to really meet and talk with him once, it doesn't matter to him. Prepare food for the day in the morning, and if you can pass at noon and evening, try to bring some hot food and hot dishes.
I also brought her some useful things every day, and bought an extra set of black dresses to use as a change. Occasionally say something when you are outside, tell her how to pay attention to the things in this room, which ones can be touched and which ones can't be touched randomly. The other party may think he is weird, but there is no need to explain anything for the time being.
After the Dragon Boat Festival, his rhythm of life returned to the rhythm of taking classes, hanging out, and doing experiments every day. It was the afternoon of the tenth day of the fifth lunar month when I returned home. Su Tan'er had not returned yet, and Xiao Chan had something to do. The yard was empty. He went back to the room and sorted out some things. When he turned his head, he suddenly found a figure at the door. At first glance, he thought it was Xing'er who was slightly taller among the three maids, but when he opened the door, he felt that something was wrong.
After opening the door, the woman stood there quietly, wearing the green shirt that Ning Yi bought for her, and looked at him with a heroic and cold figure and eyes.
Ning Yi sighed: "You're taking too much risk..."
The patrols of officers and soldiers outside are still strict, no matter what purpose she has, she just follows her like this, it is really a crime against the wind. After hearing Ning Yi say this, the woman seemed to frown in confusion, then turned and left. She seemed to want to go back along the way she came, and was about to climb over the wall, but Ning Yi suddenly stopped her: "Wait." Then he pointed to the side door, "Go over there, I'll drive."
Not long after, the carriage left the side entrance of Su Mansion and went around in the direction of the academy. Halfway through, the woman said, "I know where your family lives..." He was considered a person who licked blood at the edge of a knife, with a cautious personality. There is no need to say more here. When the carriage came to the side of the small courtyard, there was no one on the road under the setting sun. The woman lifted the curtain of the car and jumped directly into the wall of the small courtyard, leaving the words echoing quietly beside her: "My name is Lu Hongti. ."
In this way, it can finally be regarded as acquaintance.
When the second day passed, the woman no longer avoided meeting Ning Yi, and in the days after that, she could probably talk about trivial things. A few days later, Ning Yi was doing experiments outside. It was getting dark outside, and it was raining with lightning and thunder. The pouring rain seemed to drown the entire Jiangning City. There was a leak in the house under such heavy rain. Ning Yi took a few buckets and placed them in the inner and outer rooms to collect water, making a ding ding dong dong sound. Xiaochan didn't come over today, Ning Yi sat on a chair outside to rest, and casually asked about martial arts.
Just separated by a wall, Lu Hongti, who was sitting on the bed in the back room watching the rain through the window, smiled and said, "You really want to learn martial arts after listening to those romance stories? Where is the Song Dynasty?"
Ning Yi "ha" smiled: "Anyway, it's always fun."
"Interesting is really interesting." Lu Hongti was silent for a moment, "But after all, it is a romance story, this world... There are not many schools, not many heros, not many gentle, rivers and lakes rules. Some are just green forest thieves. , big bandit bandit. You may say it nicely, but in fact, a group of desperadoes, how can there be so much attention. If you encounter poor and weak people, they will rob and kill them. If they encounter officers and soldiers bullying good people, When encountering the same strong thief, it is good to let go and avoid it... Hero, where is there really a hero who serves the country and the people?"
"None?" Ning Yi asked lightly.
"… maybe a few."
Ning Yi smiled and changed the subject: "How good are you in the arena?"
"I've heard of a few people, but I haven't beaten them before. The rest... they're all bullies and hooligans, what are they?" She was a little proud, but also a little unhappy, but it wasn't aimed at Ning Yi. If you beat a dozen or so, you can’t beat dozens or hundreds, and when you get to the army, it doesn’t count for anything.”
"So you've been on the battlefield..."
There was a pause, and then he laughed: "Do you really want to learn martial arts? My martial arts?"
"Uh, if I could learn..."
"If I teach you, do you know how it will be?"
From the previous sentence, Ning Yi probably knew that something was wrong, and now he asked tentatively, "Is your martial arts only suitable for women to practice?"
"No, the man has learned, maybe even better." She smiled and said it easily and simply.
"Then... I don't want to be a master. Although I am over the age, I am talented and knowledgeable. Can I be second-rate?"
"Heh." The other side laughed, "If you learn my martial arts, but you don't have enough perseverance and give up halfway, it's your luck. If you really have perseverance and practice hard, then I can assure you that you won't survive five years. Years later…”
Ning Yi was silent for a while: "What exactly is this internal strength?"
Lu Hong mentioned: "The so-called internal skills are nothing more than the methods of breathing and breathing. The general breathing methods can be used for a long time and have the effect of strengthening the body, but the real deep inner skills are the methods of breathing. Extremely extreme, it controls the human body with the rhythm of breathing. If a child is allowed to practice, over time, the child's body will adapt to the method of breathing. His body is inherently plastic, and the internal organs are changed accordingly. Adapting to the enormous burden of this force…”
"However, the body of an adult is already fixed, and if you want to exert force in an extreme way, it is very harmful. If you have the willpower and continue to exercise in a way that is contrary to your current breathing, after a few years, your organs will be displaced. , coughed up blood and died of weakness. Others thought that children would get twice the result with half the effort, and adults would get twice the result with half the effort, but in fact, this is not the case... You understand now, the adult people in Romance you said can also practice, and if they get good exercises, they will Being able to become a master is just imagining..."
It was raining heavily outside and the weather was gloomy. Ning Yi sat there in a daze for a while. Only then did he understand what was going on with his internal energy. He controlled his breathing since he was a child, and in turn transformed his body and organs. Kungfu is practiced from a young age, it turns out that children can adapt to transformation. He had some thoughts in his mind, and after a while, he brought the notebook and pen over: "Write it down and write it down..."
Feeling that Ning Yi didn't mean much depression, Lu Hongti was also slightly puzzled, but she didn't plan to get to the bottom of the problem, and after a while, she felt bored: "It's nothing to do now, let's talk about the follow-up story of that day. How's it going?"
"It's all speculation, don't say anything..." Ning Yi said casually, there was silence, and after a few seconds, he laughed, "Just joking, but it seems that the martial arts in my story are more interesting. Haha. , well, I won today. We talked about the story of the Six Vein Excalibur vs Tathagata Palm yesterday..."
"...Flaming knife." For a moment, Lu Hongti's voice came from the back room, it sounded like a spirit behind with resentment.
Ning Yi moved the stool away a bit, lest another sword stab from the wall...