Weird show

※one※

The man sat cross-legged in the depths of the moss-covered rockery, and sat quietly for a whole night without even moving his fingers.

The first light of dawn illuminates his face: his brows are beautiful, his expression is gentle, his skin is surprisingly fair and tender, like a spoiled young boy from a scholar's family; his eyes are more or less black and white, with a childlike clarity and agility.

Not at all like a thief.

But what a thief he is now.

The thief listened carefully to the movement in a bedroom near the rockery.The owner of the bedroom is the young son of the Bao family. He is preparing for the scholar exam. The exam is approaching, so he gets up early and goes to bed late every day to study hard.It was only dawn, and he had already got up and left the bedroom to have breakfast.

When he had gone far, the thief stood up with both feet on the ground, stretching the muscles of his whole body with the movement of getting up, and instantly relieved the stiffness from sitting all night.He gently jumped down the rockery, ran to the half-open window of the bedroom, quickly glanced inside to confirm that there was no one there, put his left hand on the bottom frame of the window, and nimbly got in on one side, reaching out and picking up a stack of stacks by the head of the bed. Neatly loose pages of notes, and then backtracking.

In a hidden place in the rockery, the thief quickly read the handwriting on the paper, rolled up his sleeves and drew words on his arms with his nails, briefly recording the key content.His skin was extremely prone to marks, and some clear small red characters soon swelled up.

After reading all the contents on the paper, the thief jumped into Young Master Bao's bedroom again, put the stack of notes back to its original place, and just let go, when a chatter came from a distance.The thief trotted a few steps calmly, jumped out of the window, and dodged behind the house.

The two came from a distance, one after the other, the beaming young literati chatted eloquently, and the well-dressed and respectful Young Master Bao listened intently, no one paid attention to the movement here.

The scribe said: "The day after tomorrow's college entrance examination, don't panic when you enter, just answer the questions according to what I said. The new master is from Jiangnan, 42 years old this year, and he is under the tutelage of..." He carefully analyzed the master of the college exam. Preferences for Articles.

When they left, the thief rushed to the nearest courtyard wall, jumped up with his feet, hooked the top of the wall with his left hand, and then climbed up with his right foot, squatting on the high wall; he went to the ground outside the wall After glancing at it, he jumped down, staggered a step, and then stood still.

Obviously, this is not a habitual thief. Although his skills are neat, his lightness skills are not very good.

But this thief is very bold.Seeing that he casually patted off the dirt on his body, he walked on the main road without guilt, until he walked to the door of a small courtyard in the south of the city and tapped on it.If people from the rivers and lakes in the city pass by at this time, they will definitely take a closer look, because this small courtyard is one of the sites of the famous Chisu Gate in this city.

The door was opened, revealing two teenagers standing side by side, they called out in unison respectfully and affectionately: "Teacher."

It turned out that this gentleman on Liang was Ji Shuliu, who was invited by Chisumen to teach children to read and write.

As soon as the door was closed, the two students greeted each other, and Ji Shuliu immediately waved his hands: "Don't talk, go prepare the paper, I should forget about it later." Facing the students, he put on a face of being a teacher, and suddenly he matured a lot , looks barely past twenty.

The students didn't dare to be negligent, and immediately prepared paper to grind. Ji Shuliu stood in front of the table and wrote quickly.

Ji Shuliu has no fame and was born in Jianghu. Chisu's family asked him to teach because he knew characters and had practiced martial arts. He was enough to calm down a group of people who practiced martial arts since childhood, were keen to cause trouble, and were driven home by countless gentlemen. The naughty boy was even more because Qin Songfeng, the second master of the Chisu Gate, had a good relationship with him. Seeing that he had no job to earn a living, he found an excuse to draw him into the Chisu Gate.

Unexpectedly, in just a few years, although the original urchins were not sent home, they refused to study any more. Among the well-behaved children, there were two who passed the county and government examinations all the way. , a good student who is expected to be a scholar, both of them are the only sons in the family, and their father died early, so they have decided to abandon martial arts and follow literature.Teacher Ji didn't expect to be so lucky. He felt a heavy responsibility and personally sent the students to Fucheng to take the exam. He was afraid that his success would fall short. Hearing that Shi Juren was known to be very accurate in betting on the questions, he was giving advice to Young Master Bao, so he started to peep idea.

Of course he knew it wasn't right, but he just couldn't help it.

The last stroke was made here, and a sensible student brought a glass of warm water.

Ji Shuliu drank a few sips, cleared his throat, and lowered his voice to carefully explain the notes on taboos and composition points after each topic in memory, and even reproduced the examiner's preferences he overheard, and finally Xiao Xiao made a joke: "It's a good thing he didn't carry the notes in his pocket, otherwise I haven't practiced any empty-handed skills. Could it be that I stole them while he was taking a shower?"

Having said this, he suddenly couldn't help coughing a few times, and found a coat to put on himself.Last night, I sat in the open air all night in search of opportunities. It was really hard work, and I got a bit cold.

This is just a trivial matter, his internal strength foundation is very solid, and he can recover after a short breath adjustment, so it is impossible for him to be seriously ill.

The older student showed a worried look, and said sincerely: "The student is incompetent, and the teacher is troubled. The teacher is not used to hard work, so please take care of your body."

Ji Shuliu waved his hand and said: "Don't be polite to me. In fact, trespassing on other people's houses is not something a good person should do. I am half a river and lake person. I can't help but make such a bad move when I feel itchy. You can't learn from me when you grow up. If you want to abandon martial arts and follow literature, you should obediently cleanse the world, and getting caught is no joke."

The younger students came up and said: "We all understand. The teacher is weak, don't be exhausted, eat something and catch up on sleep."

Ji Shuliu smiled: "Who said I was weak? Don't listen to the rumors in the world."

"Uncle Qian said... Oh, don't hit me, teacher! I'll treat you to the biggest restaurant in the city after I finish the exam!"

Ji Shuliu stayed where he was, and took back the hand that was clasping the student's wrist just now: "You don't need to ask, I'm not used to living outside. I'll go back to the villa immediately after your exams. I won't accompany you to wait for news. Anyway, I'm not used to living outside. There are other brothers here to take care of them."

The elementary school student leaned over again, deliberately winked and said pitifully: "The teacher is not here, we are afraid when we wait for the news."

Ji Shuliu laughed out loud, "This kid, what are you pretending to be like!" He rarely raised his face and asked seriously, "You have all practiced martial arts, how much do you know about the weaknesses of all kinds of weapons and schools in the world?"

The college student looked puzzled: "The more famous ones, I have probably heard of some of them."

"Then let me ask you, when you practiced martial arts when you were young, did you spend your time studying the weaknesses of the world's martial arts and finding ways to restrain yourself, or did you spend your time practicing internal and external skills and how to deal with all kinds of open and hidden arrows?"

The elementary school students hurriedly said: "Understood, the teacher told us to write our articles carefully, and not to spend too much time on the betting questions. Don't worry, we all know that you took the risk to go to Bao's house to find out the news, just because you are afraid that we will suffer from others. , the real kung fu is still in the article."

The college student also said: "Whether it's writing or martial arts in the future, neither of us will take chances."

Ji Shuliu added: "That's right. You can practice the questions now, but don't be constrained. In the examination room, don't be happy if you bet on the right questions, and don't panic if you bet on the wrong ones. Don't try to please."

The two students nodded vigorously: "Understood."

Only then did Ji Shuliu regain his smile: "Don't be too nervous, you are still young, and there will be plenty of opportunities in the future. There is a topic that you haven't done before, so write it down, and I'll help you with the details later."

※two※

A few days later, when Ji Shuliu returned to the foot of Qiyan Villa in Chisu Gate, it was almost dusk.

The gentle mountain road is very quiet, only two people and two horses.Along the way was an old lady with hair as silver as snow, not 90 years old but 80 years old, enough to be Ji Shuliu's grandma, with a yellow and wrinkled face, like a leaf left in late autumn.She was riding on the horseback with her waist bowed, her hand holding the rein was trembling, and she looked very desolate in the setting sun.Ji Shuliu was always worried that she would fall, so he slowed down his horse unknowingly, and followed her all the way, ready to pick her up when she fell off the horse.

She noticed something, and turned her head to look Ji Shuliu up and down.Ji Shuliu's appearance has always been particularly popular with older people, and she seems to be no exception. There is a kind smile on the corner of her withered mouth, and a sly gleam in her cloudy eyes.

There is no fork in this section of the road, and it only leads to Qiyan Villa.Ji Shuliu knew that although she was not a martial artist, she was probably a fellow in the world, so she smiled obediently and didn't talk to her.His life experience is too complicated, and he dare not casually make friends with strangers from the rivers and lakes.

Walking to the gate of the villa, they saw that the gate was closed tightly, and the sound of sharp swords piercing the sky came from an open space on the side of the villa.Standing on the mountain road and blocked by the wall, you can't see the situation there, but you can only hear the sound, and you can imagine the fierce and thrilling confrontation.

This battle does not avoid people, there are a few six or seven people watching the battle from a distance, some of the spectators are young, some are old, but their eyes are all refined and introverted, they are really masters.

Ji Shuliu casually tied his horse to the tree trunk next to him, and also went to watch the battle.I saw two people who were as fast as afterimages fighting fiercely in that open space, one with a thick-backed long sword, and the other with a soft sword. Mountains whistling, tsunami, thunder on the ground, the leaves all over the ground have been cut to pieces by the wind of the knife, and they are flying around. Compared with those who use soft swords, they are thin and slender. Shaking in the cold wind without falling.

The one with the long sword is Fang Heng, the head disciple of the Yanshan School, and the one with the soft sword is Qin Songfeng, the second master of the Chisu Sect who is in charge of Jianghu affairs.

Both of them are current masters in their youth, and the speed of their moves is beyond the comprehension of those with low martial arts skills, so there are not many spectators.Ji Shuliu has also stepped into the realm of first-class masters, so he can't move his eyes away after just one glance.

However, within a few moves, the swords and swords that had been only entangled and lightly touched suddenly intersected heavily, making a piercing loud noise, Qin Songfeng almost flew out, retreated three steps in a row, and slid his feet back a few inches on the ground before stopping live.

Fang Heng wiped the sweat off his brow, and said in a deep voice, "No. 20, I can't perform the second move steadily, and you have a chance to beat me." He is about 34 to [-] years old, and his voice is loud and clear, just like his own.

Qin Songfeng turned his back to this side, his voice was younger, rough and almost rustic: "We are talking about the flaws of your No. 20 three moves, of course I will contribute to your No. 20 three moves, come on!"

As soon as the word "come" fell, Fang Heng made another move, and when he got the No.20 three moves, the weapons of the two collided again. This time, Qin Songfeng fell hard to the ground, and the muffled sound almost overwhelmed the reverberation of the sword. Startled: "Qin Er!"

Qin Songfeng jumped up quickly, his face was covered in dust and broken leaves, he couldn't even see his face clearly, but he said with a smile: "I figured it out this time, and I will definitely win next time."

Fang Heng raised his eyebrows: "I said it won't work next time!" The sword flashed again, and 22 moves passed in an instant. At this moment, Qin Songfeng jumped up, and the soft sword that had just turned into a ball of silver light aimed straight at the back of the sword It didn't seem like much effort was needed to cut off a bit, however, the wind of the knife in the sky suddenly stopped, Fang Heng lost control of his right hand, and stabbed the thick-backed long knife into the ground more than a foot deep.

Fang Heng clearly lost, but he laughed heartily: "Hahahaha! You are right, this trick really needs to be changed, I will go back and think about it, see you next time."

He drew out his knife, turned around and left without waiting for Qin Songfeng to stay.

Qin Songfeng obviously understood this person's temper, and also smiled brightly, put away his sword and sheathed it, and sent Fang Heng to the mountain road.Fang Heng galloped ahead, and Qin Songfeng leaned back slightly. Before he saw Ji Shuliu who was hiding behind a tree and meditating on the battle just now, he saw the silver-haired old woman leaning on the horse's side at the door.

Her right hand was clenched into a fist, a small silver flag protruding from between her fingers.

Qin Songfeng's expression was serious, and he caught up with Fang Heng a few steps, saying that he had something to do and couldn't see him off.

Fang Heng waved away indifferently, Qin Songfeng looked at the dirt all over his body, and said to the old lady: "Senior, wait a moment." Then he ordered the disciples of the Chisu Sect beside him, "Please sit in the living room, senior, and I will change clothes. just come."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for the door to open, he performed lightness kung fu and jumped into the wall.

A few disciples of the Chisu Sect nearby led Ji Shuliu and the old lady's horses, and hurried over to open the door.

The old lady was too old to straighten her waist, and her upper body was bent like a crescent moon. Without the support of the horse, it was very difficult to stand up. Ji Shuliu hurried over to hold her arm.The old lady smiled and said: "Thank you, good boy."

They stepped over the threshold and a short way across the front yard into the living room.

With both feet on the floor of the living room, the old lady's hands suddenly did not tremble as much as before, and her waist straightened a little. She glanced at Ji Shuliu mysteriously, and was about to close the door, as if there was a secret relationship. business.

Unexpectedly, before the door was half closed, a blur suddenly appeared in front of the two of them. Qin Songfeng came from nowhere and performed lightness kung fu, and stood firmly at the door.

Qin Songfeng went and came back, but he quickly took a shower and changed his clothes. At this time, he was completely different from before.

His hair was tied on the top of his head before it was dried, his figure was clean and straight, his face was very handsome, his eyebrows were long and straight, his eyes were dark and deep, and the tip of his eyes was slightly raised, he was almost too good-looking, as if he came out of a painting , out of ten people passing by him, nine of them would take a second look.It's just that his temperament is suppressed by his steady and honest eyes, which naturally gives people a sense of solidity and strength.

"Junior Chisumen Qin Songfeng." He cupped his fists respectfully as a salute, his rough voice did not match his appearance very well.

Then his eyes swept over Ji Shuliu who hadn't seen him for several days, he didn't say anything, just smiled; Ji Shuliu looked at him and smiled too.

That is the look only between lovers.The old lady's eyes were dim, and she didn't see anything; neither did the others who hadn't had time to leave, probably because the two of them usually looked very upright, and no one wanted to go there.

Qin Songfeng quickly withdrew his gaze from his lover, and stepped into the hall as a matter of course.

The old lady obviously wanted to have a private conversation with Ji Shuliu just now, but this place is Qin Songfeng's territory, so naturally she couldn't drive him away when the master came.She simply went straight to the chair in the middle of the hall and sat down. When two young men sat next to her, one on the left and one on the right, she said, "I am a well-known female liar. It’s very important, it’s absolutely true, no one will believe what I’m going to say now, I’m hitting a wall everywhere, I’m desperate, I’m here to try my luck at your gate. I beg the second sect master to allow me to say a few words.”

Qin Songfeng said: "You are always Mrs. Song."

"Yes, Song Gang's mother from the Heaven's Punishment Sect. She told too many lies and suffered retribution again."