Cannon fodder and the book-wearing hero's Shura field

The rain drops on the sycamore trees, and the mist covers the mountains and valleys.

The rain is falling, and I don't know how long it will rain.

Chu Jingchuan held a green bamboo umbrella and walked on the long road.A group of disciples in white robes and green crowns passed by on the road, stood up and said respectfully: "Senior brother."

"Well," Chu Jingchuan raised his umbrella halfway, nodded and said, "Have you ever seen Master."

The disciple standing at the front pointed to the back mountain and said, "It's in the small bamboo garden in the back mountain."

Chu Jingchuan frowned, and asked, "It's raining so heavily, why is Master going to the back mountain?"

The disciple said, "I don't know."

Chu Jingchuan's frown deepened.

"Brother, do you have other arrangements," the disciple asked, "When is today's class?"

"There is nothing to arrange," Chu Jingchuan waved his hands at the juniors, "Let's suspend class today, and we will talk about it tomorrow." After finishing speaking, Cheng walked towards the back mountain.

The bamboo forest is dense, and the green color covers the eyes.

Before he got close, Chu Jingchuan heard the sound of sword practice coming from the small garden in the bamboo forest. His doubts became even greater. Master thought he was not practicing sword, why today?

Before he could figure it out, another voice suddenly rang in his ears.

"Master, is it right for this disciple to hold a sword like this? Why do I feel a little awkward."

The moment Chu Jingchuan heard the voice, his face was paralyzed, as if he had swallowed three bowls of rotten rice.

It was that damned little junior sister again.

After a while, the master's gentle voice came out, "Exhale to stop the breath, let the breath out with the hands, there is no other thought. The most important thing in sword practice is not the posture, but to keep the mind free from distracting thoughts."

"It's my apprentice who is stupid," said the younger junior sister, "Thank you for your teaching, Master."

It's like a scene of filial piety and kindness.

Chu Jingchuan pursed his lips tightly, took a few steps forward, looked sideways through the bamboo forest garden, and saw the familiar white clothes standing proudly in the shadow of the bamboo, quite fairy-like.

Opposite him, a red-clothed Lieyan stood on a curved bamboo with her toes pointing.

That person is Lu Manman, the only female brother of Qingya Mountain.

A few days ago, the master brought a woman from the foot of the mountain. This woman did not know what ecstasy technique was used on the master. She changed her body and became their little junior sister the next day.

Chu Jingchuan's hand holding the umbrella slowly tightened, and he tilted the umbrella, standing in the rain, his eyes dimmed.After a while, he simply dropped the umbrella and left without turning his head.

The wind was rustling, and the rain was beating on the bamboo leaves, which was heavier than when it came.

Chu Jingchuan was walking in the bamboo forest, his clothes were soaked by the drizzle, and his brows and eyes were even more indifferent after the rain.

He raised his hand and drew his sword suddenly, the raindrops fell on the brow bone, looking extraordinarily handsome.

The long sword swept across in the rain, the bamboo leaves were scattered, and the sword energy pierced into the bones.

"This sword technique is the same as that of my senior brother, so handsome."

A voice sounded behind him.

Chu Jingchuan frowned, staring sideways at the person who came.

The visitor was dressed in red, holding the green bamboo umbrella in his hand, and when he stepped forward, he looked even more stunning in red, and the bamboo forest was green.

"What are you doing here?" Chu Jingchuan held his sword by his side, his brows and eyes were indifferent.

This person was still practicing swords with his master just now, so he will come here again.

"Senior brother, why are you so fierce? I'm here to return the umbrella." Lu Manman didn't mind his attitude, and looked at him with a half-smile, "Master said that this umbrella belongs to senior brother."

Chu Jingchuan didn't want to talk to her, just glanced at the green bamboo umbrella, and asked, "Where is Master?"

Lu Manman looked at the knuckles of his sword-holding hand, and said with a smile, "I see the rain is heavy, so let Master go back first." She seemed to like to observe Chu Jingchuan's expression, and her smile became more and more curved when seeing people upset. Bigger said, "Also, Master said, since senior brother is here, it's the same for you to guide me in swordsmanship."

Chu Jingchuan turned and left without saying a word.

He didn't want to teach this little junior sister how to practice swords, who stole all the master's attention.

But Junior Sister is not one to read facial expressions, so she chased after her with an umbrella, her red dress brushed against the bamboo leaves, and swept her past: "Senior brother, don't go."

At this time, Chu Jingchuan still wanted to care about who said it, he was afraid that if he didn't leave, he couldn't help but give this noisy little junior sister a sword.

He stepped on the stagnant water, turned his head indifferently in the rain, and said without a trace of emotion: "Stay away from me."

The younger junior sister saw that he was angry, the smile in her eyes almost burst out, she then pretended to cover her heart, and said aggrievedly: "Senior brother treats me like this, I am really heartbroken, but do you still want this umbrella?"

Chu Jingchuan was irritated by the laughter, and became even more upset: "Throw it away."

"Tsk," Lu Manman clicked softly, "You have such a bad temper. If you are so unkind to girls, you will definitely not be able to find a fairy lover in the future."

Chu Jingchuan didn't even look at her, and said concisely: "Don't bother."

Lu Manman was left behind, looked at the figure drenched in the rain, smiled subtly, and shouted. "Brother, walk slowly, are there any wolves, tigers and leopards behind, why are you walking so fast?"

Chu Jingchuan marched in the rain, and became even more indifferent when he heard the words.

Having you behind is not enough.

He didn't like this little junior sister the first time he saw her. This person's disguise is too thick and he hides a lot of things.

All in all, not an aboveboard person.

……

"Oh, brother, what did you do?" Mu Yunjin, the youngest disciple ever, exclaimed, "How did you make it like this?"

He walked over with the handkerchief and handed it to Chu Jingchuan.

Chu Jingchuan took it with his hand and wiped the rain from his forehead: "Go to the back mountain to practice swords for a while."

When Mu Yunjin heard this, her expression froze for a moment, her eyes couldn't tell whether she was admiring or speechless, and in the end she just gave Chu Jingchuan a thumbs up.

Practicing swords in the rain, he finally knew why his swordsmanship was so poor.

too lazy.

If he was half as hardworking as his senior brother, he would probably be famous in Qingfeng.

He is worthy of being the master's personal disciple.

Thinking of this, Mu Yunjin suddenly patted her head, and said abruptly: "Oh, yes, early this morning, the master also took the little junior sister to the back mountain. Did the senior meet you before?"

Chu Jingchuan: "Early in the morning?"

Mu Yunjin said, "Well," he lowered his head and thought for a while, "It's probably around Yin time, by the way, it didn't rain at that time."

Chu Jingchuan remained silent, and lowered his head to wipe the rainwater off his clothes with a handkerchief.

"Brother, your clothes are all soaked, so you can just change into another one." Mu Yunjin said, and suddenly approached, "How is my little sister's swordsmanship?"

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Chu Jingchuan to answer, he said to himself: "Young junior sister is so beautiful, she must be very good-looking when practicing swords."

Chu Jingchuan's face became more and more paralyzed.

But Mu Yunjin was so stupid, "By the way, senior brother, have you met?"

Chu Jingchuan threw the wet handkerchief on his face, gritted his teeth and said, "No!"

"Ah?" Mu Yunjin was thrown face water by the wet kerchief, and said in a daze, "Oh, that's such a pity."

What a pity.

Chu Jingchuan felt that he could no longer stay in the same room with this fool, otherwise he would be pissed off.

He turned around and wanted to go back to his bedroom to change clothes, but just as he lifted his feet, he saw Lu Manman with his umbrella closed.

Mu Yunjin ran over in surprise: "Junior Sister, why are you here?"

Lu Manman calmly staggered his body and said, "Come to look for senior brother."

She moved the umbrella forward, "Brother, thank you for the umbrella."

Chu Jingchuan looked away, wondering why this person was so lingering.

Mu Yunjin turned her head to look at Chu Jingchuan with a puzzled look on her face.

Um?Brother didn't you say you didn't see him?

So it's because I gave my junior sister the umbrella to get wet?