[Shooting Eagle] East Evil Chasing Love

On the broad river, a boat sailed slowly by.

The cool breeze and moist air blew by from time to time, Chen Xuanfeng moved a stool, Feng Heng sat comfortably on it, and was enjoying the morning time when Xiaomei combed his hair with his eyes closed.The warm morning light made people a little lazy. Feng Heng closed his eyes comfortably, feeling as if he was still in his own time. In the simulated training cabin, he was feeling the simulated ancient natural environment.

He was in a trance when he heard Xiaomei's voice coming from behind, she asked:

"Son..."

After hesitating for a moment, he said:

"My lord, are you also those high-ranking chivalrous men flying around in the rivers and lakes?"

Feng Heng was immediately brought back to reality by her magic stroke, and said strangely:

"How did you even remember to ask that?"

Xiaomei didn't say a word, and dutifully combed Feng Heng's hair. Feng Heng was puzzled, turned his head, saw Xiaomei lowered his head, and asked patiently:

"what happened?"

Xiaomei pondered for a long time before she seemed to muster up her courage and make up her mind. She stared at Feng Heng with wide eyes and said word by word:

"My lord, can you teach me martial arts?"

Feng Heng: ... What?

Xiaomei's fluffy words were like a stone that stirred up thousands of waves. Feng Heng didn't expect that she would ask himself such a question, and he was a little confused, unable to resist for a while, and replied incoherently:

"Xiaomei, um, that's it, I don't know... no, yes... I don't... don't count, don't know any martial arts."

Feng Heng was a little embarrassed. He saw that Xiaomei was wilting like an eggplant beaten by frost after hearing this, so he could only remedially ask:

"Why do you want to learn martial arts?"

He is very strange, Xiaomei has never expressed her love and longing for this flying business. In contrast, Feng Heng thinks that if there is a profession of makeup artist, it is quite suitable for her skillful hands.

Xiaomei didn't even raise her head, she seemed a little disheartened, disappointed and sad, she just clenched the comb in her hand and muttered:

"I just want to learn"

Feng Heng didn't know how to explain this for a while, he just touched her head and watched her leave with her head down in frustration.

A gust of wind blew by, bringing up the freshly tied hairband on Feng Heng's head and fluttering a few times. Feng Heng sat there motionless, only hearing a voice behind him saying:

"Brother Feng"

It was Huang Yaoshi in Tsing Yi standing behind him. Feng Heng knew that he had stood on the second floor for a long time and must have heard the conversation between him and Xiaomei.

Feng Heng nodded slightly, as a greeting, but didn't make a sound, but looked into the distance again. At the end of the river was a stretch of mountains, surrounded by water vapor, it looked unreal from a distance.

Huang Yaoshi coughed twice to cover up, thinking to himself, why is this young man so indifferent so early in the morning?tunnel:

"Brother Feng, did you rest well last night?"

Feng Heng stood up, shook his long clothes, and walked to the side of the boat. He took a deep breath of the moist air in the morning sun, as if to dilute the boredom in his heart, and then turned his head to look at Huang Yaoshi. , replied with a smile:

"It's good, and I would like to thank the island owner for giving me the clothes."

He has a fair face, with a gentle smile, and his white clothes are lifted by the breeze from time to time.Huang Yaoshi only felt his throat tighten, this time he actually coughed a couple of times, and thought, it's really wrong for some cheap servant to give Mr. Feng such a frivolous dress.

Huang Yaoshi thought so, but didn't say a word, only said:

"Brother Feng, you and I met once, and you don't have to stick to etiquette. I'll grow up to your age. If you don't dislike it, you don't have to call me Mr. Yao, just call me Brother Yao."

Feng Heng spoke kindly:

"Brother Medicine"

Only then was Huang Yaoshi satisfied. He recalled the conversation he had just heard between the master and the servant, and asked with some discretion:

"Brother Feng, it's not a bad thing for your girl to want to learn martial arts. I think she is pure and intelligent, and she is a piece of material for practicing martial arts. I don't know if she will succeed in the future."

Hearing what Huang Yaoshi said, Feng Heng couldn't help smiling bitterly in his heart. Xiaomei wanted to learn martial arts, how could he disagree, but he couldn't teach Xiaomei himself.He couldn't explain his ability to Xiaomei, it's not the same as the martial arts here, let alone teach an ancient man with a different physique than himself, even if he taught Xiaomei how to defend himself, he would probably have to compete with this hero who is flying over the walls in the rivers and lakes The scholars are not the same.

He looked at Huang Yaoshi standing beside him, facing the wind, and thought, I can't do it myself, can't I find someone to be Xiaomei's teacher?He weighed the possibility of attacking Huang Yaoshi in his heart, and said:

"Why don't I want to teach her, but my ability is not suitable for her, but Brother Yao, I wonder if he has the willingness to accept disciples?"

Hearing what he said, Huang Yaoshi thought that he didn't want his hair-combing girl to learn martial arts, so he said truthfully:

"Oh? Then you have to let this girl go back to Peach Blossom Island with me, and practice hard every day. How can Brother Feng be willing? How can you find another girl who is convenient to comb your hair?"

When he said this, the brow on the left raised slightly.Seeing that he didn't take it seriously, Feng Heng didn't want to talk about it anymore, so he just took the matter away.

After breakfast, Xiaomei has been depressed, and at the moment she is bored in her room.

Feng Heng didn't know how to persuade him, he was leaning over the side of the ship at the stern, the boat was passing by, the breeze was blowing the wind chimes hanging on the attic, tinkling.

He watched as the river was cut open by the bottom of the boat and swayed to both sides. The waves that emerged were no different from the waves he would always see after thousands of years, as if they were the most familiar things in this era. .

In this time and space, apart from the never-ending waves, probably only Xiaomei gave him a sense of belonging.As soon as the girl met him, her only relative died. He came to this era alone, and she was left alone in this world. Instead of saying that Xiaomei regarded him as a savior, it is better to say that Xiaomei's existence gave him a life. The meaning of living in this backward time and space, one of them is ignorant, the other is ignorant, the laughter all the way in that Mingzhou city is his first good memory in this strange place.

Thinking of this, Feng Heng felt a little bitter. It wasn't that he didn't want Xiaomei to leave him to study art as an apprentice, but he thought that the lively and bright girl would probably not part with him so early, just as Huang Yaoshi said, in his heart How much is somewhat reluctant.

Before he could fully express the rare sorrow in his heart, Lu Kangbao's unbelievable cheers came from the bow:

"Is this really for me to eat? If I have food, can I have some snacks?"

Hearing the voice, Feng Heng walked slowly towards the bow of the boat, only to hear Chen Xuanfeng reply immediately:

"Here you are, here you are, I'll give you all, eat while you're at it, don't disturb my master's chess game"

Feng Heng saw the red sandalwood square table from last night on the bow of the boat, with two low stools under it, a tray on top of one, and a wine jug with ice-cracked bean green glaze on the tray, surrounded by two wine cups , there were several plates of snacks on another low stool, one of which was being held by Lu Kangbao with a happy face.

Huang Yaoshi was holding the sunspots, looking down at the chessboard in thought, as if sensing Feng Heng's arrival, he looked up.

Feng Heng only saw his cold eyes, as if he was still thinking about how to make a move. When he looked at him, he was calm and sharp. loose.

He only heard Huang Yaoshi say hello:

"Brother Feng, do you want to play a game with me?"

Feng Heng seemed to think for a while before walking over. He came to the table without being polite, and stretched out his hand to pick up a white piece from the chess basket. Huang Yaoshi thought that he intended to play a black and white piece with him, so he lowered his head and wanted to put down the black piece. opening.

But who would have thought that Feng Heng slowly picked up the chess piece, but curled up his thumb and index finger, and shot the white piece out as soon as he raised his hand.He almost used his greatest strength and fastest speed, and shot down the sunspot in Huang Yaoshi's hand in the blink of an eye. The sunspot flew out obliquely, swished over the ship's side, and flew a long way before landing on the ground with a thump. In the river.

Huang Yaoshi was startled, and stood up abruptly, startling Chen Xuanfeng and Lu Kangbao beside him.

Feng Heng withdrew his hand, put his back behind his back, and said with a smile:

"Brother Yao, it's been a long journey. This black and white star cloth is a bit boring, why don't we compare it with something else?"

He shot down the chess piece in Huang Yaoshi's hand without saying hello, but now he said it so calmly, it was a bit provocative, even Chen Xuanfeng who was next to him frowned slightly, thinking, that chess piece is a big brother One was worn out, and now one is lost, what a pity.

But Huang Yaoshi's eyes flashed brightly, he shook his numb hand, laughed loudly and said:

"Exactly what I want!"

The author has something to say: Yes, I just want Feng Heng and Mei Ruohua to have an affair! !

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