Children's smashing guide [Comprehensive base three]

It was getting late, and I visited some beautiful places nearby and visited some ancient buildings.

Going back to Hua's mansion, the breeze blew, the lotus leaves swayed slightly, Wuyin pulled out the Xuefeng Bingwang flute from his waist, and moved his ears: "There is someone."

At this time, the lotus leaves and flowers in the water were broken, and many people with knives jumped into the air to form several water columns. Every time they shook, the water droplets would scatter everywhere, and some fell on the road, walking in the corridor in the water. On the ground, the water is full of green lotus leaves, open lotus flowers, lotus flowers in bud and so on.

Some of the water fell onto the corridor, and some hit Wu Yin and the others.

Hua Ruling immediately hugged Qitong in his arms, Wuyin confronted those people.

quick!soon!very fast!

Wu Yin used both hands and feet, and when he kicked away the weapons in their hands, the flute in his hand twirled and touched their acupoints, and then the group of quick snow and clear attacks knocked them down.

Those people were lying on the ground wailing, Hua Ruling couldn't help clapping: "I didn't expect you, Brother Wuyin, to be so skilled in martial arts."

Although Qitong couldn't see it, he heard the voice. It was really amazing to kill so many people in a short time.

Soon these people were taken away by the guards of Hua Ruling's mansion. In fact, they couldn't find anything through torture. Judging from their appearance, they were like dead men. If they had to guess, they could guess what kind of people they sent. Those who assassinated them were nothing more than those fellow businessmen who wanted to get more benefits.

After Hua Ruling arranged a room for Wuyin, she rested after having dinner.

Wuyin lay on the soft bed and hugged the soft quilt, he felt very relaxed, after what happened today, chatting, the relationship between the two became closer, and the problem with the shop was easily solved.

Lying on his side, lying down, and changing many positions, he still can't fall asleep. I don't know how the baby is doing at home, and if he misses him.

After Ximen Chuuxue finished his sword practice and washed up, he just lay down on the bed and suddenly sneezed. The maid outside asked, "Young master, are you in good health?"

"It's nothing." Little Ximen rubbed his nose, it's strange why he sneezed suddenly.

In the early morning, Wuyin got up early and came to the yard to practice martial arts. He didn't use fixed moves, but practiced as he wanted.

"Uncle Ximen." A soft and waxy voice came to Silence's ear.

Wuyin immediately backed off and stood there looking at Xiaotuanzi Qitong: "Qitong, you woke up really early, are you also here to practice martial arts?"

"Yeah." Xiaotuanzi nodded with a blushing face.

"Then can you show me the exercises?" Wuyin touched his chin and asked interestedly.

"Okay." Xiaotuanzi came to the open space actively and practiced his usual martial arts.

After reading it, Wuyin pointed out: "Are you thinking about moves while using it?"

Xiaotuanzi nodded, and shook his head silently: "No wonder there is a feeling of stagnation. The moves need to be practiced to transform him into your body's instincts before they can be coherent. In fact, the so-called moves are also created by people. You don’t have to stick to moves.”

Xiaotuanzi was a little confused by what was said, and he looked at a loss, but his expression changed after a while, and he laughed: "Uncle Ximen, I understand, I shouldn't let the moves limit me, but I should respond with the same change." ever-changing."

"It's really smart." Wuyin felt that the children nowadays are all geniuses, and they can understand at a glance.

Xiaotuanzi laughed even happier after hearing the praise, rubbing his hands together, Wuyin came to him and felt his pulse: "Your body is a little weak, but there is no root cause of the disease, although I can't cure it Your eyes, but I have a set of regimens that can preserve your health, which are very suitable for you."

Xiaotuanzi slightly parted her pink lips in surprise: "Uncle Ximen, why are you so kind to me?"

Wuyin smiled lightly and rubbed Xiaotuanzi's hair: "Because I like children the most, especially children like Qitong and my baby."

"Come on, I'll teach you the formula for keeping in good health." Wuyin held Xiaotuanzi in his arms while explaining and practicing.

Qitong felt a very strange feeling, it turned out that the internal force can be used like this, and it can also be breathed out like this. He thought that the internal force is just a sword that strikes fiercely, but he didn't expect that it can also become a shield that protects.

"(*@ο@*) Wow~, so amazing." Qitong's eyes were about to turn into stars.

Then he said again: "Is it really okay for Uncle Ximen to teach me this?"

Wuyin couldn't help sighing again that Qitong is a good boy, he said: "I am the only disciple of Wanhua now, and I am very relieved to entrust the regimen to you."

"Wanhua? Are there many flowers?" Qitong asked doubtfully, tilting her head.

"Pfft, yes, the flower sea in Wanhua Valley has been carefully cultivated by the flower saint, but it's a pity that I can't see it anymore."

Hearing that Qitong was never seen again, Wuyin comforted him: "Qitong is also a flower lover, if I get some rare flower seeds in the future, I can bring them to Qitong."

"Really?" Qi Tong took a breath and asked in disbelief.

"Big man, promise is as good as gold."

"Thank you, Uncle Ximen. When I raise the flowers, I will give them to Uncle Ximen."

"Okay, it's a deal." At this moment, Wu Yin's eyes almost turned into crescent moons.

Not long after, Wuyin and Hua Ruling discussed the matter of the store, and the two signed a cooperation contract. Because of this incident, the two not only cooperated between the store, but also began to cooperate in other aspects.

After the matter is over, it is time for Wuyin to leave Jiangnan. Qitong is a little reluctant to bear Wuyin, not enough to be reluctant to return, it is impossible for Wuyin to stay with him all the time.

Hua Ruling looked at her seven children pitifully, "QAQ, son, I know Wuyin is a wonderful person, and you can't worship him more than your father and me.

Qitong, who noticed this, comforted Hua Ruling warmly: "Daddy, you must be the one I admire most."

The son is so heart-warming, awesome, Hua Ruling is full of blood and resurrected again.

Wuyin didn't want to delay on the way, his lovely son was still waiting for him in Wanmei Villa.

However, the sky always fails to meet people's wishes. When we were on the road, it rained continuously, and the road was so muddy that the horse would sink when walking on it, bumping and bumping, making it impossible to go on the road.

Drenched all over, with countless mud spots splashed on his clothes, Wuyin immediately looked for a nearby inn.

When I arrived at the entrance of the inn, I suddenly saw a child in his early ten years old who was wearing white clothes, although he could no longer be called white clothes at this time, squatting in a corner and shivering.

He said to the second child inside: "Why don't you let him go in to hide from the rain."

Xiaoer said: "He has no money, we are an inn, not a shantang."

After hearing no sound, he threw a piece of silver to Xiao Er: "Give me two upper rooms."

"That's good." Xiaoer burst into laughter as soon as he received the money.

Wuyin held out his hand to the child, the child looked at him in surprise but ignored him, Wuyin said: "This way the body will break down, I'm not a bad person."

When he looked at this child, he always felt a bit like his own baby.

The child finally reached out and grabbed Wu Yin and followed him in.

Both of them were wet and uncomfortable, Wuyin immediately asked Xiao Er to bring hot water up.

The child didn't have a package on him, and he didn't want to change clothes, so Wuyin had to let the child wear some of his clean clothes for a while.

After washing, I changed into dry clothes and wiped the water from my hair with a cloth. At this time, the door was knocked on.

"Come in." Wuyin said lazily.

The child opened the door and came in. Silently, he looked at the child in front of him. He looked beautiful and dignified, but the wide Wanhua school uniform on his body didn't match him.

The child pursed his lips tightly: "Thank you."

"I saw that the clothes on your body were not available for ordinary people, but now I want to see your demeanor and your identity?" Wu Yin raised his eyebrows, it seems that the son of some family slipped out.

"Ye Gucheng, Baiyun City." The child somehow revealed his identity to Wuyin, presumably it was the feeling that Wuyin gave him, a trustworthy feeling.

"Why did you do this?" The name Ye Gucheng sounded familiar, but he just couldn't remember it.

"I quarreled with my father, ran away from home, and didn't bring any money." This can't be blamed on Ye Gucheng. He has hardly been out of Baiyun City before, and he was followed by a lot of people when he went out. This time he quarreled with his father, got angry, and secretly He got off the cargo ship without any money on him, wandered around after getting off the ship, and accidentally lost the sword in his hand.

Every teenager has a rebellious period. He was a little worried that his baby would quarrel with him and run away from home after shouting so loudly, resulting in such a scene.

"When the rain stops, I'll send someone to take you back." Wuyin felt that since he met this child, it was fate to meet him, and the feeling that this child gave him was very similar to that of a baby, so he helped him.

Ye Gucheng frowned slightly: "I don't want to go back."

It seems that he still has a stubborn temper, alas: "Why don't you follow me back to Wanmei Villa, and I will send you back when you have figured it out."

Ye Gucheng was struggling in his heart, whether to go or not, and finally lost to reality: "Okay, thank you."

"Go to bed earlier, I have already told Xiaoer to make some ginger soup, you can go to sleep after drinking it." Wuyin is already tired from the long journey, and now he just wants to have a good sleep.

He nodded and went back to the next room. There was already a bowl of ginger soup on the table in the room. After drinking the strong ginger soup, he felt warm all over his body, and immediately got into bed to rest.

Soon Ye Gucheng fell asleep, he slept deeply and soundly, and when he woke up the next day, he looked at the weather outside, it was still gloomy and raining heavily, but he knew it was almost noon Yes, this broke the good habit of getting up early that he had developed over the years.

I got dressed and went downstairs, but there was no one downstairs, and the door of the next room was closed.

Suddenly there was a "squeak", the door opened, and Wuyin smiled: "You are awake, go down and have some breakfast."

After Wuyin woke up, he found that there was no movement next door. He knew that the child must have slept soundly, so he didn't bother him. After eating breakfast, he went back to his room to practice calligraphy. He just heard some movement before opening the door. come out.

Xiaoer quickly served some breakfast, Ye Gucheng watched the breakfast didn't move, said silently: "The road is nothing compared to home, let's make do with it, coarse grains don't taste good."

Ye Gucheng finally moved his chopsticks, he ate voraciously, without the hesitation just now, he was really too hungry after all.

"Are you learning swords?" Wu Yin just glanced at the cocoon in his hand, which is the cocoon of a sword practicer.

Ye Gucheng nodded, his face was a little proud, Wuyin said again: "My son also practices swords, he loves swords very much, alas, he ignores me when he is practicing swords."

Ye Gucheng felt a little embarrassed, as if he heard a sense of sorrow.

The rain outside was a little lighter, Wuyin took out the oil-paper umbrella and went out. In order to prevent him from taking a detour, he had already asked about the location of the cloth shop.

When he arrived at Buzhuang, he was dazzled by all kinds of clothes, and finally he chose white. He felt that people like Ye Gucheng should wear white.

The color has been chosen, but the style and the soundless choice phobia has committed again. What to choose is really the scariest thing. It is hopeless to see which one looks good.Ye Gucheng felt strange waiting in the inn, buying clothes is a very simple matter, but he has been out for more than an hour.

In the end, Wu Yin packed all the clothes directly. Anyway, he has money, so why make things difficult for himself, he will never pick it by himself in the future, absolutely not.

The author has something to say: Ye Gucheng's image has been ruined. In fact, the male god, there is always some black history, and the logic has been eaten by the author.