The lady is stunning, she hides her secrets

There is a lake formed by melting snow in the valley. The lake is clear and cold, and it is the water source in the valley.

Zhong Ling was sitting by the lake in a daze.

Ban Qing took the wound medicine and approached him tremblingly.

Zhong Ling glanced at him, looked away, and continued to look at the lake.

Ban Qing panicked even more.

He brought the wound medicine to Zhong Ling, and said in a low voice, "Zhong Ling, is it still hurting? Can you see which one can be used?"

Zhong Ling was also very helpless, and said flatly, "These are all external wound medicines. I am injured here, so I can't apply them."

Ban Qing hurriedly said: "Then I'll get you something to take internally."

"...not to that extent for the time being."

It hurts Zhong Ling to speak, for the convenience of pronunciation, the tongue roll slipped by.

He spoke in such a soft tone, but who knew Ban Qing was addicted to listening to it.

Then Ban Qing hooked him to talk.

Zhong Ling: "I've always been curious, how did Uncle Ding pass on the Fang family's marksmanship to you? As far as I know, he didn't learn it back then."

Ban Qing answered truthfully: "When General Fang was sent to prison, my master asked someone to sneak in to see him once. General Fang wrote down his family's marksmanship on paper and gave it to my master to take away."

"At that time, the Fang family's direct descendants and sidelines were all annihilated, and Mr. Fang Wu's whereabouts were unknown. General Fang was afraid that the marksmanship would be lost, so he taught my master."

Zhong Ling sighed: "So that's the case."

"Master hesitated for many years before passing on the marksmanship to me. But he said that I have not been approved by General Fang and Mr. Fang, so I should not rashly learn the unique skills of the Fang family."

"That's why Master didn't teach me the last three tricks. He said that if I have the permission of Fang's family one day, I can learn the last three tricks. Otherwise, I won't be able to do it for the rest of my life."

Zhong Ling sighed softly: "...Uncle Ding."

He thought for a while, and said to Ban Qing: "Play with Fang's gun once, and show me."

Now even if Zhong Ling told him to jump into the lake, Ban Qing would jump without hesitation in order to apologize to him, let alone just ask him to do a marksmanship.

So Ban Qing went to borrow a gun.

He came back with a gun, and on the green grass by the lake under the snow-capped mountains, he did a trick for Zhong Ling.

Ban Qing's clothes fluttered, and his every move was very calm. The wind he raised, carrying the cold water vapor of the snow mountain lake, rushed to Zhong Ling's face.

What Zhong Ling watched was so careful.

Ban Qing stopped after playing a set, saw Zhong Ling, and walked over with a gun.

Zhong Ling was still sitting by the lake, when he saw Ban Qing approaching, he looked up at him, quietly waiting for Ban Qing to speak.

How can Ban Qing have anything to say?

He just saw the lady sitting by the lake, looking so pretty, and then thought of the stupid thing he did just now, and felt that he was at a big loss, so he wanted to come over and make love.

He summoned up his courage, put his arms around Zhong Ling's shoulders, and leaned forward.

Then he didn't make it.

Because Zhong Ling stood up, he couldn't kiss.

Zhong Ling's face turned serious: "Where is the time to do such a thing now?"

Ban Qing was obviously taken aback: "Huh?"

Zhong Ling took the gun from Ban Qing.

Ban Qing has never seen Zhong Ling use a gun, and Zhong Ling has never said that he can use a gun.

But Zhong Ling's posture holding the gun at this time has a kind of calmness and solemnity that is rarely seen in him.

Zhong Ling held the gun in one hand and pulled him with the other, and knelt down to the south.

Ban Qing was stunned: "Zhong Ling, what are you going to do?"

Zhong Ling closed her eyes and kowtowed.

He said in his heart, Dad, today I will pass on marksmanship to Ban Qing, this is my sweetheart, and he is also Uncle Ding's direct disciple, teaching him is not too much.

Zhong Ling opened his eyes: "The Fang family's marksmanship should be passed down today."

Ban Qing said: "No way, Master won't let me practice! Although I know where the marksmanship is, I have to abide by this rule. General Fang Tu can't agree to me. His descendant, Mr. Fang Wu, is now... well, anyway, Without Fang's family's consent, I can't practice!"

Zhong Ling suddenly said, "I agree."

Ban Qing didn't react for a while: "What?"

Zhong Ling pushed his head down: "Kowtow to General Fang, get up, and I will teach you the last three tricks."

Ban Qing was completely dumbfounded.

Zhong Ling took the gun, and right in front of his eyes, he assumed the posture of the Fang family's marksmanship.

He moved.

Zhong Ling's marksmanship is faster than Ban Qing's. Every move is full of strength and dexterity.

Watching Zhong Ling dance with a gun by the snow-capped mountains and lakes is really a pleasing thing to watch.

Ban Qing was dazzled, he didn't know if he should look more at his wife or at her gun.

Zhong Ling stopped suddenly: "Concentrate, watch my last three moves."

His speed was deliberately slowed down.

The last three moves are just like what Zhong Ling said before, they are moves with one enemy against many and a wide range of strikes.

This places great demands on the user's personal ability.

Zhong Ling said: "Remember to look at the position of my feet and the way my waist moves."

"Stuck in the enemy's camp, defending against the enemy from the front, how can we take care of the rear?"

Zhong Ling jumped up on the spot, dodged the imaginary enemy's attack behind him, flipped his body in mid-air, and shot behind him.

Zhong Ling's hair is still dangling in the air, but the gun in his hand has been turned around, clearing the threat from behind.

"Next move, look forward to it."

He lowered the gun in his hand and stood in the position where the enemy had just been cleared. He supported the gun in his hand and bounced his body into the air.

Zhong Ling said in the air: "This trick has to be used flexibly, there are two ways to use it."

Then Zhong Ling showed the first usage.

He did a pole vault, swung a standard arc, and threw himself to the other side of the lake.

Zhong Ling ran back after landing, his voice connected with his people from far to near: "This is the fastest way to break through, do this trick again, and I will teach you how to use the last trick."

Still stand up and take off, this time the gun carried the weight of Zhong Ling and smashed a hole in the ground.

Ban Qing was dumbfounded.

The head of the gun sank into the ground, Zhong Ling took the gun as the axis, and raised his body parallel to the ground, like a spinning top, holding the gun shaft with both hands, kicking a circle with his feet in the air.

After walking around like this for a few laps, Zhong Ling was able to stand the gun firmly on the ground in this posture.

He faced Ban Qing and said, "You need to be fast on your feet and strong. If you step on the people around you and kick them away, you will be able to use your strength to stabilize your body."

Ban Qing: "..."

Zhong Ling's body parallel to the ground suddenly rolled back,

He landed firmly on the ground like this, retreated, and pulled out the tip of the gun.

Ban Qing thought he was dreaming, and murmured: "My lady."

Zhong Ling looked serious: "I'm teaching you very seriously, be more serious! Don't bark at this time, you can call you brother."

Zhong Ling handed the gun to Ban Qing: "You do it again."

Ban Qing dumbfoundedly repeated: "...Brother?"

Zhong Ling smiled lightly: "Two years older than you, I should be your senior brother. Stop chatting, and walk for me now."

On this day, they practiced from noon until late at night by the snow mountain lake.

Zhong Ling's unprecedented strictness: "When holding a gun, can't you grasp the strength of your body?"

Ban Qing said ashamedly: "It's a bit."

Zhong Ling was still serious at first, but now he looked up at the moon in the sky, thought for a while, and still couldn't bear to be too harsh on him: "Then stop here for today, tomorrow you start to practice the balance of holding the gun in your hand and keeping your whole body off the ground. "

Ban Qing: "Hey."

Zhong Ling wanted to laugh, but still kept his face straight: "When my brother trained me back then, he was much more ruthless to you than I was to you. Only strict teachers can produce high-level apprentices. Normally I can pamper you, but you must be serious about this matter. .”

It was already so late, the two of them naturally wouldn't return to Shinan Village, and spent the night at Ban Qing's house in this valley.

Ban Qing was lying on the bed, still unable to fall asleep.

His mind was full of the last three tricks the lady taught him today, and he thought about the things he didn't do well a few times, and gained some new insights.

In order to let him concentrate, Zhong Ling didn't even sleep in the same room with him tonight, giving him enough time to rest and reflect.

He obviously knew Ban Qing well.

If the two lived in the same room, the little bandit would only have him in his mind.

After Ban Qing went through what he learned today in his mind, he finally thought of the key question of "why does the lady use Fang's marksmanship".

His little drowsiness disappeared in an instant.

Why is Zhong Ling proficient in Fang's marksmanship?Why can he give Fang Wu the promise to teach him the last three tricks?

Zhong Ling calls Fang Wu "Brother".

Only the Fang family can learn this set of marksmanship. Could it be that Zhong Ling is a distant relative of the Fang family?

...It is said that they are distant relatives, so they are naturally not direct relatives, so they should not be eligible to study.

However, after the defeat of the Fang family, if there is a surviving branch, and it is Zhong Ling who is very talented in martial arts, it is possible for Fang Wu to make an exception and teach him.

But what he overheard that time, the lady didn't know fat... Why did he say that he and Fang Wu had a deep bond?

Ban Qing couldn't sleep anymore.

He didn't dare to go out in the dark, so he opened the window, intending to blow some air to calm down.

But as soon as the window was opened, he heard voices from outside.

Not everyone knows that the head of the family is here today, so there are brothers in Yanzhong who have taken a fancy to the cleanliness near his house.

Two people sneaked under his wall.

As soon as these two people met, they embraced each other and kissed each other, and it took a long time before they separated.

Ban Qing heard one of the men say, "My dear, let me kiss you again."

Another voice was also a man: "Brother, I miss you so much."

Ban Qing: "!!!"

Ban Qing slammed the window angrily, and made a loud bang.

The young couple in the private meeting: "..."

Ban Qing finally understood.

The Fang family has a single lineage, so Zhong Ling can never be his own brother.

The ones called elder brothers—as expected, they are all love elder brothers! ?

The author has something to say: Zhong Ling: Is it obvious enough?I know Fang's gun, I can teach him how to shoot, call Fang Wu brother, and kowtow to my father.

Zhong Ling: Ban Qing must know that I am Fang Wu's younger brother, there can be no misunderstanding, um.

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