Martial arts: I, Yang Guo, really only know a little bit of martial arts

In a tea stand by the road.

Yang Guo was chatting and drinking tea with the stall owner.

The dim yellow sunset slowly blooms with afterglow.

A gentle breeze came, lifting a few strands of hair from Yang Guo's temples.

The estimated time was about the same, Yang Guo was about to leave.

Suddenly, he saw a pretty figure in front of him.

"The boss will serve me the best tea, hurry up, or be careful of this girl's sword."

The voice is delicate and childish, but there is no need to doubt the badness in the words.

Yang Guo looked at the man sitting abruptly in front of him.

She was about three or four years older than Yang Guo, who was only fifteen or sixteen years old.

She was wearing a skirt with large sleeves of cherry blossoms, and a long sword was inserted in the back. The blood-red silk ribbon on the hilt of the sword fluttered in the wind, which was obviously martial arts.

Yang Guo frowned, not wanting to cause trouble, turned around and wanted to leave.

"Hey, you kid saw this girl, why are you running? Are you looking down on this girl?"

Hong Lingbo prided himself on being fair and beautiful, a beauty.

She only felt that Yang Guo's behavior made her lose face, so she stopped him immediately.

Yang Guo just felt helpless, he didn't want to cause trouble, so he faced Hong Lingbo, cupped his hands and said with a smile:

"This heroine, I have something to do at home, so I will leave first. See you in the future."

Yang Guo put down the broken silver in his hand and was about to leave.

Hong Lingbo was stunned by the gentle smile of the young man in front of him, but after seeing him, he still wanted to leave.

A little bit of resentment arose in my heart.

I saw Hong Lingbo's jade lotus-like right arm trembling slightly, holding the hilt of the sword with one hand, pointing the scabbard towards Yang Guo.

As soon as Yang Guo moved his footsteps, a sharp sword wind came out from behind his ears.

Surprised, he quickly backed away and unconsciously used lightness kung fu.

The body is like a falcon, and the movements are elegant and agile, making it difficult to figure out.

"Heh, I didn't expect you to be good at lightness kungfu at such a young age. Where is your teacher's inheritance? Let's hear it."

Hong Lingbo retracted the scabbard calmly, with a smile on his face, full of jokes.

After this incident, Yang Guo had no intention of leaving, and sat back on the chair.

"Niudian, serve a pot of tea and some pancakes."

"Okay, Brother Yang, just wait a while."

It is said to be a tea stand here, but in fact, it will also sell some refreshments by the way.

Even more early in the morning.

The cave dwelling where Yang Guo lives is very close to here, and he often comes here to buy breakfast.

The owner of the cow shop hunched over and walked slowly into the room.

He is not young, he has reached sixty years of age, his head is covered with gray hair, and he looks even older.

Withdrawing his eyes and looking at the girl in front of him, Yang Guo wanted to see what kind of way she was.

Yang Guo's unscrupulous and bold eyes.

A blush appeared on Hong Lingbo's fair face.

If an ordinary man was like Yang Guo, Hong Lingbo probably would have drawn his sword and gone up.

But looking at Yang Guo's red lips and white teeth, Hong Lingbo forgot to make a move.

Yang Guo's slightly sharp eyebrows frowned.

With a little childish voice, he asked suspiciously: "I don't know what's the matter with the heroine?"

Hong Lingbo's expression turned slumped, and he instinctively knew that this kid didn't know how to chat at all.

"My girl's name is Hong Lingbo, what's your name, boy?"

Yang Guo first looked at the scenery between heaven and earth outside, then suddenly heard the name Hong Lingbo.

Sheng Sheng turned his head and looked at the beautiful woman in front of him again.

"You are Hong Lingbo?"

Yang Guo had some doubts.

"Why~ have you heard of this girl?"

Hong Lingbo's pretty face showed a look of complacency, followed by a look of sadness.

As if thinking of something bad.

Yang Guo smiled awkwardly, and replied, "I've heard a little bit, I've heard a little bit."

Yang Guo is not just Hong Lingbo, but her master who killed people like hemp.

It is really scary.

Yang Guo had the idea of ​​killing Li Mochou many times, but he had to consider the strength of both sides.

He still gave up. In fact, he thinks that it is good to practice step by step.

“Tea and pancakes are here~”

Hearing Niudian's words, the corners of Yang Guo's mouth twitched.

A few days ago, he felt bored practicing kung fu, so he came out to chat with these peasant guys.

I didn't know that I accidentally said it smoothly.

Now I worry every day that I will be drugged if I eat his food.

Perhaps Hong Lingbo was really hungry, he opened his small mouth and took a big mouthful.

Let Yang Guo stretch out his hand twice and then stop.

Hey, lost again.

"Hey kid, what's your name?"

Yang Guo glanced at the busy cattle shop owner, hesitated for a moment, and said, "I'm going to Yang Guo."

"Yang Guo?"

"Ok!"

"By the way, do you know where Lujiazhuang is?"

Yang Guo frowned at this time, he didn't want other people to suffer innocent disasters.

But it can't be said that he is jealous.

Shaking his head, he replied, "I've never heard of it..."

After a pause, Yang Guo said again: "Nvxia Hong, I have something else to do, I really have to leave, if there is a fate in the future, see you in Jianghu."

Putting the broken silver on the small table again, Yang Guo didn't stay and left directly.

Watching Yang Guo's back disappear in the afterglow of the setting sun.

Hong Lingbo chuckled like a beautiful flower.

"Hmm... the owner of the cattle shop, right?"

"I'm in..."

Hong Lingbo supported his chin with his white fingers, and said with a smile from the corner of his eyes: "He doesn't know about Lujiazhuang, do you know?"

talking.

Clothes all over the body, no wind, automatic, hunting.

An momentum pressed against the owner of the cattle shop.

Only now did the shopkeeper know why Yang Guo ran away so eagerly.

Just now he felt that Yang Guo didn't live up to expectations, such a pretty little girl chatted with him, but he just walked away.

The owner of the cattle shop opened a pair of round eyes, pretending to be honest.

"Nvxia, the Lujiazhuang is just ahead, only ten or twenty miles away, not far away."

Hong Lingbo followed the owner's hand, looked into the distance, nodded slightly, and asked again:
"That Yang Guo just now, where does he live?"

When asked this, Hong Lingbo had a smile in his eyes, as if he was very interested in Yang Guo.

The owner of the cattle shop hesitated this time.

After all, Yang Guo often comes here, and his relationship is considered familiar.

Hong Lingbo's aura was slightly chilled, and he touched the sword lying quietly on the table.

The shopkeeper Niu broke out in a cold sweat on the spot.

Pointing to the direction of Iron Spear Temple in the distance, he said:

"Brother Yang is near the mountain to the south of Iron Spear Temple. There is a cave dwelling there. He should live in it."

Shopkeeper Niu looked flustered, and told all he knew in one breath.

"Very good, well done, this is your reward."

Hong Lingbo smiled, as if he was satisfied with Niu's answer.

Throwing a piece of silver to the shopkeeper Niu, he stepped on the table and stool and jumped out.

Only a small footprint is left on the table and stool.

Shopkeeper Niu felt uneasy, especially after Hong Lingbo chased in the direction Yang Guo left just now.

I can only pray to Yang Guo in my heart, hoping that the girl just fell in love with Yang Guo.

at this time.

Yang Guo stepped on his own shadow and walked towards the cave without any haste.

He is not very far from the cave, and it takes only two quarters for ordinary people to get there.

And if Yang Guo wanted to be quick, it would probably take less than half a quarter of an hour.

The sweet smell of grass and trees on both sides of the road was sent to Yang Guo's mouth by the summer wind.

Standing on tiptoe, Yang Guo vaguely saw the closed door of the cave dwelling.