[Comprehensive martial arts] Hundreds of no taboos

Peach Blossom Island is a small island, and the guest house I live in is not too big. It is built against the mountain, and there are three or five houses. .

But this does not change the fact that the sky is high and the sea is wide, and the roof is covered with tiles.

Some things are like this, obviously nothing has changed, just changed the place, it feels extra different.

However, it is still difficult for me to have the idea of ​​resistance. After all, Huang Yaoshi probably has this in mind. Most of the time, he came to me to play chess, and occasionally draw some pictures, but less often he played tunes.

My understanding of painting is not very deep. If I have to draw something, I can barely draw a similar shape. At my level, the degree of control over the body is already different from ordinary people, but I have not studied it seriously. Compared with people who can draw, there is always a gap.

However, I don't want to learn to draw.

There are too many things people know, and it is easy to go bald.

But this doesn't seem to be reflected in Huang Yaoshi's body.

I sat very close and looked sideways at Huang Yaoshi who was painting the scenery of the peach grove. His long hair fell down from under the jade hairpin, spilling on the drawing paper somewhat in the way.

Huang Yaoshi didn't bother with it until the final touch was completed.

I looked carefully at the drawing paper that was drying, and found that it was indeed just a landscape painting, and there was no human figure.

I let out a sigh of disappointment.

Huang Yaoshi also sighed in disappointment.

I asked him curiously, "Why are you sighing? Isn't the painting good enough?"

Huang Yaoshi sighed: "The painting is good, but the people are not happy."

Already having some experience with his rhetoric, I stared at him with my eyes open.

Immediately, I heard him say: "If the person next to me just now could comb my hair for me, this painting should have been even better."

I said numbly: "Brother Huang, no one will be happy if the same method has been used more than ten times."

Huang Yaoshi then sighed again, and said: "It's my fault, the so-called Guizhou donkey, don't count on it, girl, let me read more books for a few days, and then come to make girl happy."

He spoke very sincerely, it would be better if the corners of his mouth were not raised so high.

I glanced at him, picked up the half-dried painting on the table, and looked at it.

At first glance, I felt something was wrong.

I asked him, "Why does this ink have a fragrance? Is it the fragrance of peach blossoms?"

The fragrance of peach blossom is very faint, and I can't smell it unless I smell it closely. I was far away from the ink before, and I didn't notice it until I got close to the drawing paper.

If it's other fragrances, I wouldn't ask about it alone, but the fragrance of peach blossoms can't last long. In winter, even the formation method can't keep those peach blossoms in the peach forest. This kind of smell is the smell of fresh peach blossoms. The ink is very strange.

Huang Yaoshi smiled and said: "This is the old ink from a few years ago. It was ground together with peach blossom powder and sealed in a jar. I made it and forgot it. It was buried with a few jars of wine. I thought about it when I changed the formation. When I got up, the wine had been crushed by the black iron for more than half, and only the broken jar was left, but Mo was fine."

I said with some emotion: "I always feel that everything will be the same for you."

Huang Yaoshi was not modest, he just said: "Some people are born stronger than others, if all living beings are the same, there will be no saints."

I'm too embarrassed to praise him anymore.

But Huang Yaoshi was indeed born stronger than others.

He didn't understand the Sanskrit transliteration of the Nine Yin Scriptures last time. Not long after he broke through to become a master, he found some Sanskrit books. He studied Sanskrit for half a year based on the Buddhist scriptures. Now he can't speak it verbally, but he can speak it in words. He can understand it, even if he is given a completely unfamiliar Sanskrit book, he can translate it, which is not one kind of learning.

Learn two Sanskrit languages ​​in half a year!

I think even Master Xuanzang had to admit defeat.

Getting along with such a smart person, even with hundreds of years of experience, I sometimes feel a little powerless, mainly reflected in my mind, I always feel that Huang Yaoshi seems to know everything, but it is difficult for me to see what he is thinking.

The days of entanglement are not long.

After all, my patience is only a little bit.

In the middle of the twelfth lunar month, the weather was getting colder every day, especially at night, even Huang Yaoshi, who had always been strict with his disciples, set aside an extra hour at night for them to rest early.

I actually think this is a bit too much. After all, it is common for people who practice martial arts to practice in winter and summer in summer. They relax because of the cold weather. It is difficult for such a person to go far in martial arts.

However, except for Chen Xuanfeng who consciously practiced for an extra hour, everyone else happily accepted it.

Huang Yaoshi did not express his opinion on this, he neither treated Chen Xuanfeng differently nor explained to others, as if it was a normal decision to stay an extra hour.

When facing me, Huang Yaoshi said: "I don't look at aptitude or hard work in accepting disciples. The road is far away. If you are willing to work harder, you will earn yourself an extra way of life. If you work less, you will be punished." Bear, their hard work is not for me, and their slack has nothing to do with me, I will not change my views and attitudes towards any of them because of this, this is the way to be a teacher."

I used to think that it was not good to accept apprentices, but I felt a little touched after hearing this.

If I had met a master like Huang Yaoshi when I first entered the rivers and lakes, maybe everything would be different now.

But Huang Yaoshi's apprentices can go to bed early, but I have to open the door every night and wait for their master.

It's getting colder and colder today!

I used to feel that I was becoming more and more like a little girl, but now I realize that this is wrong. A real little girl will forget her own warmth in front of her sweetheart, but I just want to find someone who doesn’t hurt so much The reason is to let Huang Yaoshi come back after the spring.

The weather in the twelfth lunar month is cold and humid, so what are you talking about, playing chess, playing tunes, and reciting poems!

A charcoal basin, a heater, a bed, and a quilt are the destination.

It can be seen that I should not be regarded as an elegant person.

I soon stopped worrying about what Huang Yaoshi was thinking about me, and I just wanted to drive him away.

For example, when Huang Yaoshi played chess with me, I didn't even want to give him face. Before, he won consecutive victories, but now he won consecutive victories overnight, and the moves were crackling. I was very decisive not to give Huang Yaoshi a chance to survive.

For example, in painting, I spent ten days carefully observing his painting skills. Although I couldn't imitate others, I could already copy his paintings to a [-]% similarity.

For example, playing music, it used to be an ensemble of qin and flute, but now I am annoyed by him, and my hands are very cold, so I also changed to flute, playing that song of Bihai Chaosheng, which is very similar to a little yellow song, over and over again. I think Huang Yaoshi may have calluses in his ears.

I thought this would be like when I was learning Sanskrit, let Huang Yaoshi shut himself up and practice hard for a while, but his eyes became brighter every day, he came earlier every day, and left later every day. Every day is getting gentler, and I am also getting more uncomfortable every day.

The most exasperating thing is that after being defeated by me in all directions, Huang Yaoshi actually improved.

At the beginning, it was reflected in the fact that when I played chess, it made me think longer and longer, and my painting skills became more and more refined, and it became more and more difficult to copy. Which one comes out is his flute sound, and which one is my own.

Until one time in a game of chess, he beat me once.

At that time, the last snow fell on Taohua Island before the New Year's Eve, and it almost sealed the door of the guest house.

It happened to be half past three o'clock, and on weekdays, it was time for Huang Yaoshi to leave.

I hugged the stove, listening to the rustling snow outside, I didn't want to move.

Huang Yaoshi also sat at the chess table without moving.

I asked him, "After winning this game, can't you sleep after you go back?"

Huang Yaoshi smiled and said, "I was a little surprised at first, but now I'm just happy."

I curled my lips and said with some displeasure: "Say that in front of the loser, believe it or not, I will close the door tomorrow and won't let you in."

This is no longer a matter of believe it or not, but I really want to close the door to prevent him from coming in.

Huang Yaoshi didn't seem to have this self-consciousness, the corners of his mouth curled up, and he said: "I'm happy because after all, there should be back and forth in chess, and I keep losing to the girl. I think the girl should find it boring. If I keep failing like this, girl What else can you see about me?"

I blinked my eyes, looked at Huang Yaoshi, couldn't help but feel a little guilty, and said, "There's nothing to look down on when it comes to love..."

Huang Yaoshi shook his head and said: "I don't think so. Human beings are excellent, and affection between two people must be due to their merits attracting each other, just like I have never felt that there is a woman worthy of me in my life, God Then I sent the girl here, I see the girl just as the girl looks at me, on the contrary, if I look like Zhong Kui, I have no ink, I am weak, and my behavior is vulgar, how can the girl look at me?"

I found this argument very novel, so I couldn't help asking: "Then how do you think I attracted you?"

Huang Yaoshi turned his eyes and landed on me, pondered for a moment, and said: "The first thing you know when you meet someone is your appearance. I am different from others. It doesn't make much sense to me whether a girl is beautiful or ugly. , but the girl dismantled the Jiugong Bagua formation with her bare hands, which is very impressive."

I coughed lightly, motioning him to say something else.

Huang Yaoshi smiled and said: "I'm not used to boasting. A girl is the most powerful girl in the world. She is talented and righteous. She dares to give all she has learned in her life to the world. If she is a boy, she must be a hero in the world. If she is a girl It is also human nature not to let a man fall in love with such a woman."

I blushed a little from being praised.

Then he suddenly widened his eyes and looked at Huang Yaoshi.

I asked dryly, "Then, are you human?"

Huang Yaoshi frowned, and asked: "That's strange, I'm not a human, could it be a beast?"