[Sword Three] Curate Tibet. Bet

The mountain roads of the Bashu generation have always been difficult and dangerous, and the journey to Chengdu is far away, and the future is uncertain.

Ye Zhiming is not afraid of hard work. He has never left the villa. At most, he was taken by his elder brother to Xiufang when he was a child. In his vague memory, the Xiufang is full of birds and flowers, and the misty rain is like silk. There are many beautiful sisters there. They are very fragrant, and there are often singing and dancing in Xiufang, and the sword dance is also a masterpiece in the Jianghu. Unfortunately, he was too young when he watched it, so he didn't leave any deep memories.

Xia Yu walked all the way and talked with Ye Zhiming and Zhou Xian about the places he had been to, the people and scenery he had seen. Hearing that Ye Zhiming mentioned Xiufang, he said with a smile: "The sword dance formation in Xiufang is not something that everyone can do." Look, you are fine, you still don’t remember after reading it.”

Ye Zhiming quacked happily, sat on the carriage with his legs crossed and drank the tea brought by the villa, Liang Yi stopped riding the horse, and sat in the carriage with him.There was finally a small space in the car, which could only accommodate one person, so Ye Zhiming became the driver, and Liang Yi knelt inside, slowly making tea on the small table.

The fragrance of tea is overflowing, if not to track down the murderer, this journey would be very poetic and picturesque.

Riding on the horse, Zhou Xian could not take his eyes off Xia Yu's amazing stories. It was only at this moment that his expression showed a little ignorance and curiosity of a young man about new things.

Ye Zhiming shook his legs, looking at Liangyi in the carriage.

"I said long..."

Liang Yi looked up and glanced at him.

"Did you suffer a major blow, or have you always been like this?" Ye Zhiming gesticulated on his face, "Don't like to talk, don't care about people? Or is it like this in Chunyang Palace?"

Liang Yi blinked, and a little trouble appeared on his dusty face.

"My nature is like this." Liang Yi said slowly, even his voice was lazy, with some indescribable emptiness, "Master said that I am suitable for Chunyang Palace, so I can be at ease and endure loneliness."

Ye Zhiming nodded, "I heard that Chunyang Palace is snowed all year round, and there is nothing to see in the white space, and there is no one to come and go? Isn't that very boring?"

"... There are cranes, and..." Liang Yi thought for a while, then subconsciously glanced at the back of Xia Yu who was riding a horse in front of him.

The man talked and laughed, and the stories he told were always intriguing and attracted people's attention. Even though I had heard it many times, it was still as fresh as the first time I heard it.

But being myself, I don't seem to be very good at it...

It's rare for Liangyi to feel a little frustrated. He can't even introduce the place where he grew up to others, let alone others?

However, Ye Zhiming didn't seem to intend to wait for him to rack his brains to continue, so he changed the topic and said, "How good are you, Daoist? Let's discuss and learn from each other?"

Liang Yi paused, nodded, "Yes."

Ye Zhiming jumped out of the carriage, asked the two people in front to wait, and squatted down to stretch his legs, doing a set of warm-up movements.

Xia Yu was curious, "What are you doing?"

Liangyi drew out his sword, stood slightly sideways, formed the opposite appearance to Ye Zhiming who was jumping around, and said, "Let's learn."

Zhou Xian was taken aback, "Now?"

Before the words fell, Ye Zhiming on the other end said: "I'll count one, two, three!"

Liangyi withdrew his left foot back, as if drawing a semicircle on the ground, but with just a slight movement, he had gained momentum, "Come on."

Ye Zhiming rushed over in a tiger gallop, Liangyi flipped his wrist, his whole body was filled with aura, and followed the figure backwards.

Ye Zhiming squinted his eyes, and the opponent directly dodged his gesture of attacking. Liang Yi didn't play around with him, but instead distanced each other. Ye Zhiming had never fought against the disciples of Chunyang Palace before, so he was very curious about their kung fu methods Very, so he chased after Liangyi and refused to let Liangyi retreat.

Liang Yi was not worried about being crushed and beaten. Seeing Ye Zhiming's light sword swish back into its sheath, and the other hand drawing out the heavy sword with one hand, a cold light flashed in his eyes.

Ye Zhiming was stunned for a moment, Liangyi who had been hiding all this time unexpectedly made a move at this time.

As if the chill of the heavy snow that never melted in Chunyang Palace came straight to his chest, Ye Zhiming instinctively took the epee to block it, but his chest twitched and almost spit out a mouthful of blood.

He was knocked straight three feet away, knelt down on one knee and slid all the way back, stabbing his epee deeply into the soil to stabilize his figure.

With just one move, Ye Zhiming was defeated.

Startled, Zhou Xian got off his horse and ran towards Ye Zhiming, "Are you okay?"

Ye Zhiming was bored for a moment before he raised his head, his expression was indescribably solemn, he stood up in a bit of embarrassment, and cupped his hands at Liangyi, "Thank you for your advice."

Xia Yu laughed and said, "Zhiming is too impatient, Liangyi hasn't even released half of his internal energy yet."

Ye Zhiming nodded, and stood for a while before he gradually felt the stuffiness in his chest dissipate.

Zhou Xian helped him to sit on the carriage and poured him another glass of water, feeling a little indescribable in his heart at this moment.

Probably people's hearts are biased. Although Liang Yi is an elder, he has no contact with Zhou Xiansu and has no friendship. He is a stranger on the same road. Although Ye Zhiming has a bad mouth, compared to Liang Yi, a stranger, he is also considered a friend. Partner now.

Even if Zhou Xian didn't admit it, at this moment he was a little biased towards Ye Zhiming, seeing his silent expression, he felt a little uncomfortable.

In his impression, this young man is high-spirited, and nothing seems to bother him, and nothing can make him sad. He is like a shining little sun, golden all over, with a sense of arrogance.

Zhou Xian was hot all over when he sparred with General Li Min before. His smooth swordsmanship and wanton figure made him envious. Press the move, the gap between the two is really too big.

The smooth sailing young man probably had never experienced such a setback before, and he came back to his senses after a while, and when he looked up and saw Zhou Xian looking at him worriedly, Ye Zhiming was taken aback.

"What's wrong?" He stretched out his hand to touch his face, his eyes had returned to the usual indifference, "Is there something on my face?"

Zhou Xian curled his lips and said with straight eyebrows, "You are already very powerful, don't take it to heart."

Ye Zhiming was startled, and reached out to touch Zhou Xian's forehead, "Are you okay? Have a fever?"

He got very close at once, Zhou Xian didn't dodge, and watched Ye Zhiming approaching, the two of them were almost nose to nose.

Ye Zhiming was taller than him, but sitting in the carriage right now was face to face with him.A fragrance like bamboo shoots springing up emanated from him, and it was like the smell of "Wind blowing willows on the West Lake" that those storytellers in the capital often mentioned.

Of course Zhou Xian couldn't tell what it was like, he had never been to the West Lake, so he couldn't understand it, but at this moment, he had the illusion that he could learn without a teacher.

He stared blankly at the young man opposite him smiling, showing half of his canine teeth. Only at this moment did Zhou Xian realize that this man was not only handsome, but also extremely handsome.

The face that hasn't fully grown yet has the embryonic form of a future adult. The big eyes and dark pupils reflect Zhou Xian's dazed look.

Before Zhou Xian could figure out what it was like, Ye Zhiming had let him go.He bent one knee, leaned on his chin and said, "Brother is right, there is a sky beyond the sky, and there are people beyond people. I know that I will lose when I compete with the Taoist priest, but I have to go through thirty or fifty tricks anyway? The result is not good. Up to ten strokes..."

Zhou Xian came back to his senses, "The Taoist priest is hiding something, maybe he is a big master, you are still young..."

Before he finished speaking, Ye Zhiming couldn't help laughing out loud, as if Zhou Xian was telling a joke instead of comforting him.

Zhou Xian: "..."

Why on earth should he worry about him!

Xia Yu later said that when Liang Yi was a baby, his family was too poor to support him, so he was sent to the mountain gate. After he was four years old, he was transferred to Chunyang Palace for unknown reasons, where he worshiped a Taoist nun as his master. The Taoist nun is Yu Rui, one of the three wisdoms in the world.

Yu Rui's childhood life experience is very similar to Liang Yi's. She can't tell if this is the reason why she accepted the child, and Liang Yi's personality when he grows up is completely opposite to Yu Rui's. Yu Rui is restless and curious. He is also heavy, and Liangyi has always been called "the honest boy" in Chunyang Palace.

Yu Rui couldn't figure out why he would raise such an apprentice. After that, Liangyi went down the mountain alone to practice, and temporarily stayed in a Taoist temple not far from Chang'an. He met Xia Yu who was also traveling around, and the two became acquainted.

Xia Yu said it clearly and logically, Ye Zhiming looked surprised, "How do you know these things? It's as if you saw it yourself."

"En?" Xia Yu blinked, "Partly he told me, and partly because I happened to meet Master Yu Rui when I traveled to Chunyang Palace and asked her."

Liang Yi: "..." Xia Yu actually knew something he didn't even know?

Xia Yu said: "In the troubled times, whether it is Chunyang, Shaolin, or Tiance Mansion, there are many children with the same background as Liangyi. Even my Wanhua Valley is far away from the hustle and bustle, there are many children who were picked up by the brothers."

Ye Zhiming was sweating profusely, "... Can this still be said to be away from the hustle and bustle?"

Zhou Xian glanced at him, "No one can compare to your Hidden Sword Villa, all of them were born young masters."

Ye Zhiming clicked his tongue and glared at Zhou Xian.

Xia Yu laughed loudly, "No matter what happened in the past, as long as you can survive in troubled times, it is a blessing."

In the evening, a few people found an inn to stay. Although Young Master Ye wanted to get the best room directly, Xia Yu said that since he was going out to practice, he had to learn how people in the world behave.Ye Zhiming held the money bag and frowned, Zhou Xian said: "I sleep in Datong bunk with my brothers and sisters every day."

Xia Yu settled the case and said to the shopkeeper, "Two rooms."

Ye Zhiming stared, "At least there is room for each other."

Xia Yu, on the other hand, separated himself, pointing at Zhou Xian and Ye Zhiming's face casually, "You two share one room, and Liangyi and I share one room."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Ye Zhiming's objection, he turned around and made a gesture of invitation to the Taoist priest standing behind him in a daze, with a gentlemanly face, but a meaningful smile on his mouth.

Ye Zhiming: "..."

Zhou Xian didn't notice it, and walked upstairs with his burden on his back. After walking a few steps, seeing Ye Zhiming not following him, he walked back impatiently.

"What are you doing? Don't worry, if you're not used to sleeping with others, I'll just sleep on the floor."

Ye Zhiming came back to his senses, suddenly felt a little tired, waved his hand, "It's okay, I just..."

He met Zhou Xian's eyes, and suddenly felt a little guilty. Zhou Xian's eyes were clean and pure, but it seemed that his thoughts were dirty.

He clicked his tongue and strode forward, "Forget it, I didn't say anything, let's go back to the room."