I heard you mix six doors gl

Yunqi said: "Get up, you don't need to salute."

Su Jingyun got up, and wanted to ask something again, Yun Qi shook his head, it seemed that he didn't like to mention the past.

Su Jingyun was full of joy, only concentrating on Yunqi.He didn't find a lonely shadow behind him at all.

Apprenticeship is a big deal. When playing chess with Mr. Ming that night, Su Jingyun cautiously said, "Master Yunqi is here today..."

"Well, from now on, she will often come to Door Six."

"No, no, that's not what I meant."

Mr. Ming was obsessed with Shuangluzi, concentrating on the chessboard, without even looking at Su Jingyun: "Then what do you mean?"

Su Jingyun suddenly didn't know how to speak.Mr. Ming has always wanted to take her as his apprentice, but after rejecting her last time, Mr. Ming didn't mention it again.It would be a bit abrupt to mention it at this time.

After thinking about it, Su Jingyun said: "Mr. Ming is right, my master is indeed a master."

"Master?"

"It's Lord Yunqi."

Su Jingyun couldn't hide her joy: "Five years ago, my master left a knife with a word for rain engraved on it. I couldn't figure it out. Today, I recognized Master Yunqi with this thing, and only then did I realize that it turned out to be the word for cloud." The upper half of the..."

"That is to say, she forbids you to learn martial arts with me?"

Su Jingyun quickly defended Yunqi: "It's not forbidding, but Master Yunqi loves your body."

Mr. Ming said: "Since your master is Yunqi, I am too embarrassed to make a fool of myself with my petty skills. Yunqi is a master of martial arts, so you have to study hard."

Seeing that Mr. Ming had no other reaction, Su Jingyun happily said, "Definitely!"

She only focused on talking to Mr. Ming, and didn't even look at the chessboard seriously. She rolled the dice a few times, and Mr. Ming said, "You lost." Su Jingyun looked down, and saw that Mr. Ming's Shuangluzi had already walked outside .

"Ah, I didn't pay attention, let's have another set." Su Jingyun set up Shuanglu Zi, but Mr. Ming stood up and said that he was tired and wanted to rest first.He teased the bird, then told Su Jingyun to put away the chessboard, and went back to the house.

Su Jingyun tidied up the courtyard, and it was still early, so he thought about practicing martial arts.She pulled out the knife from her waist, and she didn't know how many times she looked at the blade carefully.

This knife is light and nimble, but extremely sharp.The handle of the knife is smooth, and it is obviously a favorite item that has been with the original owner for a long time.There is also the word 雨, although it has been blurred for a long time, but the font is beautiful and powerful, the original owner must have good internal skills.

With one touch of the thumb, the knife is unsheathed.UI.Su Jingyun carefully recalled Yunqi's martial arts skills during the last confrontation, but found a big problem——

Yunqi's weapon doesn't seem to be a knife?

That day in the rockery, when the two confronted each other, what Yunqi pulled out from his waist was a soft sword!

The so-called one hundred days of practicing swords, one thousand days of practicing swords.The sword technique is still light, and the knife technique is still fierce. Although this knife is light and handy, the double-edged sword and the single-edged knife are very different in terms of offense and defense. Those who are still will choose the weapons that suit them.

Mr. Ming also said that in the past, Yunqi Beishou used the sword of the gentleman to frighten the Quartet.Even in the folklore, Yunqi has never heard of using a knife.

what happened?

Su Jingyun retreated, and once looked at the knife carefully.Her intuition told her that something was wrong, but she couldn't figure out what was wrong.Thinking of the saying that when he was about to go to bed, he randomly stuffed Yunqi with a knife for himself, and he didn't have a knife to practice swords.Moreover, she is not a person who likes official and unofficial history, so maybe she missed a story.Thinking about it this way, I immediately felt a lot easier.Thinking of that old man in Xunma Lane who was like a Bai Xiaosheng, he thought about asking about it the next day.

Waking up early the next morning, Su Jingyun changed into casual clothes and went for a walk to Xun Ma Lane.I haven't visited for a long time, but found that there are many foreigners in Xunma Lane.There are people from Shandong, some from central Sichuan, and even people from Dali in southern Xinjiang. Some people have naked eyes, and some have sticks wrapped in oilcloth behind their backs. They are Lianjiazi.

Su Jingyun knew that most of these people came for treasure hunting.The sacred relics of the Guangming Sect of the Guishuang Kingdom are here, and there may be a bloodbath.

With this in mind, the matter of Yunqi took the second place.The Crown Princess has passed away, these people came to the capital for impure purposes, with the intention of winning treasures, the Crown Princess will not rest in peace under the Nine Springs.

The shifting of the palace* is hidden in the tomb of the princess, which itself is a rumor in the world.Regardless of whether there is such a thing or not, the court is not very easy to control on the surface, and can only strengthen defenses to prepare for unexpected events.And those charlatans, and storytellers like Lao Zhangtou, just opened their mouths, and the rumors became true once they were spread.

This is very bad.

With so many people at present, before the Jingwu guards patrolled here, Su Jingyun found a corner and sat down, observing everything secretly.

After a while, old Zhangtou came in, still wearing a gray cloth shirt that had been washed white, with a messy goat beard, Su Jingyun only took one look, and became vigilant——

No, today's old Zhang is wrong.

Although he was still the same as before, Su Jingyun could feel his subtle changes.The way he spoke, the sound of his feet landing...all were wrong.

People have six senses, Su Jingyun had doubts in his heart, but he didn't dare to look carefully, following the posture of turning his head just now, he went over the old Zhang's head to call the waiter, and offered a drawer of bamboo shoots and meat buns.

"Guest officer, come here~" the waiter brought a drawer of bamboo shoots and steamed buns from the stove, and said, "Guest officer, take it easy."

"Wait a moment."

Su Jingyun stretched out his chopsticks and blocked the waiter's hand: "You steamed bun, are there dried bamboo shoots or spring bamboo shoots inside?"

Xiaoer said: "They are all fresh bamboo shoots, freshly dug out!"

Su Jingyun picked one up, tasted it, and frowned on purpose: "It doesn't taste good, the bamboo shoot tip is not blanched, it's too wet, it doesn't match the stuffing. What other steamed buns do you have here?"

Xiaoer said: "There are many, guest officer, and steamed buns with filling, plum blossom buns, steamed buns with venison... Whichever one do you want, I will bring it to you."

Su Jingyun stretched out his chopsticks and pointed at the old Zhangtou's table: "I've seen that old man many times, what do they order?"

Xiaoer said: "Old Zhangtou always orders plum blossom buns from our shop, do you want to try it?"

Su Jingyun stretched her neck, carefully looked at the dishes on the table, and then said: "I don't think there are plum blossom buns on their table?"

Xiaoer said: "Hey, I change my taste occasionally."

"Okay, let's add another drawer of plum blossom buns."

"Okay~" Xiao Er responded and went to get the buns, Su Jingyun took advantage of her speech to take a closer look at the people around Lao Zhang's head.