Bu Tian Gang

Liu Qingbo was about to die of anger.

"Just because you are like this, you still want to worship Dragon Bureau as your teacher? Before the battle, you say you are defeated. Do you dare to say that you are not as good as me in front of Dragon Bureau?!"

In this sentence, three points of anger and seven points of provocation.

Winter Solstice smiled and said: "I think the Dragon Bureau's recruiting of apprentices is not only based on ability, but also character. As long as you are realistic, kind and humble, even if your ability is slightly insufficient, you will always improve in the future. Only such apprentices are worth teaching. You Are you right?"

Liu Qingbo saw that the other party refused to accept the move, so he could only give him a hard look, and didn't mention the matter of sparring with Li Ying, and turned away angrily.

Solstice shrugged.

Basang cut a sigh: "I have long disliked him, he is crazy all day long, and no one pays attention to him!"

Although the others did not speak out as bluntly as Basang, no one responded to Liu Qingbo.

Li Ying patted Dong Zhi on the shoulder and continued to carry forward the demeanor of the big brother: "Don't take his words to heart."

Gu Meiren was a little worried: "Isn't his family related, will he wear small shoes for you?"

Li Yingdao: "No matter how strong his family's relationship is, he won't be able to get involved in the recruitment of the Special Administration Bureau. Don't worry."

Hearing his words, Gu Meiren and Basan Song breathed a sigh of relief, "That's okay."

In fact, Winter Solstice was not very worried. He had a disagreement with Li Ying's father in the interview, and he passed the interview anyway. It can be seen that the Special Administrative Bureau is relatively fair and just, and it was Liu Qingbo who provoked him first. It's just not to fight, and I haven't done anything excessive.

As soon as Liu Qingbo left, there was one less person with a provocative nose and perverted eyes, and the atmosphere became more relaxed. Zhang Song didn't see it as lively, so he had to find Xiang Yongnian to discuss it.

Gu Mei said humanely: "Long Ju's move just now was really powerful, I just realized that the legendary sword fairy really exists!"

Regardless of men and women, who doesn't have a martial arts dream, it seems a bit regretful to see Gu Meiren's leisurely fascination.

"It's a pity that I already have a teacher, and I didn't go this way from elementary school, otherwise I would definitely worship Dragon Bureau as my teacher!"

Basang was full of interest: "Winter Solstice, don't you also use a sword, can you control the sword with your fingers?"

Winter Solstice smiled bitterly: "Are you kidding me? I don't even know how to use a set of swordsmanship. This Qingzhu sword is used to assist with talisman!"

He touched the body of the sword, and said to himself, Qingzhu Sword, Qingzhu Sword, you are really wasted in my hands, and even [-]% of the power in Long Ju's hands can't be exerted.

Basang said: "Can I borrow your Qingzhu sword to use it?"

"Of course." Dong Zhi handed over the sword.

Basang drew out the sword, weighed it, and danced it in front of them, as if dancing the elegant sword with vigor and vigor.

After one set, they all applauded during the winter solstice.

"So you can use a sword too!"

Basang returned the sword to Dong Zhi, and said embarrassedly: "When I was young, I practiced swords with my master. This is a sword technique. Don't you see that the one I used just now doesn't look like a sword at all? The sword is mainly for cutting, and the sword is for stabbing." It’s more about picking and choosing, different weapons have different usages. That is to say, if you laymen watch the fun, experts will die laughing at it.”

Dongzhi's heart moved: "How did you manage to hold the sword like a dragon? To be honest, this sword is already quite light, but I still feel sore after holding it for a long time. The last time I met the possessed Huiyi The monster of light, the sword was almost blown away a few times."

Basang: "Practice strength, you are not strong enough, reach out."

Winter Solstice didn't know why, so he stretched out his hand, but the other party pulled and twisted unexpectedly, and he immediately cried out in pain.

"You look limp, like a girl, at least practice the strength of your arms and wrists." Basang patted his arms, which are full of hard muscles, "I have been carrying a big bucket of water since I was a child. Three hours a day, running back and forth for several kilometers to practice!"

Winter solstice worried: "Where can the Special Administration Bureau find a bucket?"

Basang said: "Then you just pick up something and hold it up. Hold it flat, don't bend your arms, and keep practicing every day!"

The winter solstice nodded and wrote it down.

The next day was Long Shen's class as usual, and everyone came to the gate of the rooftop earlier than yesterday. When Long Shen arrived, everyone's eyes on him were even hotter than yesterday.

What Long Shen demonstrated was the highest state of swordsmanship, but what was left to them was not only a dazzling and breathtaking demonstration, but also the yearning and pursuit of the strong.

Those who can pass five levels and cut six will come to the training are not ordinary people, everyone has their own understanding, Basang gets inspiration from it, and plans to use it in swordsmanship, while Dong Zhi sees the gap between himself and Longshen like a chasm. Huge gap.

"I won't show it today, you can practice on your own, and you can ask any questions."

As soon as he finished speaking, Liu Qingbo stepped forward to ask for advice, and everyone secretly complained that they were too slow.

Winter Solstice did not stay in place to listen to the conversation between Long Shen and Liu Qingbo, not because he had any prejudice against Liu Qingbo, but because he knew that his understanding of swordsmanship was not deep enough, so if he could not walk, he would learn to fly first. The big taboo of things, instead of rushing to a higher level, it is better to learn from the basics.

After Liu Qingbo, several people came forward to inquire. After waiting for a long time for the winter solstice, they finally waited for the opportunity to tell Long Shen their questions and difficulties.

Long Shen also agreed with him: "If you want to learn how to use a sword, you have to master the basic movements of using a sword first, so that you can strike swiftly and react quickly, and you will be able to take advantage of the enemy."

He took the Qingzhu sword and turned his wrist.

"This is the sword flower. If the speed reaches a certain level, it can make the enemy unable to get close for a while."

After finishing speaking, he turned his wrist several times, and the sword light shone like a flower in an instant.

As soon as you stop your hands, the sea of ​​flowers disappears, and thousands of changes are contained in the palm of your hand.

Long Shen stabbed out the sword flatly, hitting the willow leaf hanging down in front of him, and the willow leaf was pierced.

"This is stabbing, it's for wrist strength and eyesight."

He raised his wrist slightly, with the tip of the sword pointing up.

"This is teasing."

The blade of the sword swept forward, and the branches snapped off.

"This is sweep."

Long Shen put the sword back into its sheath and handed it back to him.

"The movements of using a sword are very simple. As long as you practice these movements to the extreme, no one else will be able to enter your body. You don't need to rush to learn any sword skills now, just learn these basic movements first."

Winter Solstice reflected on his actions just now, and thoughtfully said: "It's as simple as it is complicated."

Long Shen nodded approvingly: "Swordsmanship is all extracted from basic movements and combined with actual combat experience. It can be regarded as the collection of essence, but you have not yet learned these."

The time spent on the Winter Solstice was not long, and he quickly went to answer other people's questions.

Dong Zhi stayed where he was, recalling Long Shen's words just now, imitating his actions just now, stabbing the sword, retracting, stabbing, retracting over and over again.

At first, he couldn’t hold on for even 10 minutes, but he practiced for a while, rested for a while, and gradually, the practice time became longer and longer, while the rest time became shorter and shorter, and his wrists and arms seemed to be getting more and more used to this kind of exercise. Using force, the sword that stabbed at first couldn't last for too long, but gradually, apart from the lack of accuracy, the hand holding the sword has become much more stable than before.

Winter Solstice knows that he is not as good as those orthodox practitioners who have learned spells since childhood, but hard work can make up for one's weakness. If you practice more, one day there will be rewards. God rewards hard work, nothing more.

……

There is no meeting today, Long Shen has no other arrangements except for teaching the freshmen, so it is rare for him to sneak out of his busy schedule and leave work early.

He had a house in the urban area, but he was the only one living there, and he basically didn't go back. Thinking that he might have to clean up when he went back, Long Shen dismissed the idea and went to the dormitory downstairs instead.

When he walked to the door of the dormitory, he saw that the door to the door was closed tightly, so he stopped and knocked on the door instead.

"Who is it?" came a question from inside.

"Long Shen."

With a bang, the sound was so loud that even Long Shen could hear it through the door.

After a while, the door opened.

Winter Solstice was limping, with a bitter face.

Long Shen frowned: "What's going on?"

Dong Zhi pulled out a painful smile: "It's okay, Basang said that I am not strong enough, I was carrying two stools to practice my arm strength, and accidentally hit my foot."

He let Long Shen in.

"Are you okay?"

Long Shen saw two round stools fell on the ground. The stools were all made of wood, and it probably hurt a lot when they hit their feet.

"I was negligent last time. With your current ability, it is indeed a little bit reluctant to use the Qingzhu sword. If you use the ordinary mahogany sword directly, the effect should be similar."

Winter Solstice was a little nervous: "Then you want to take back the sword?"

Long Shen looked at his widened eyes, like a cat, and originally wanted to say a negative answer, but for some reason, he felt a little joking.

"What if I say yes?"

The hair on the other party's head seemed to droop along with the eyes, limp and lifeless, and he didn't beg for mercy or play tricks. With a pitiful oh, he really turned around and took the Qingzhu sword from the wall, and obediently handed it to the dragon. deep.

In fact, from Dongzhi's point of view, the sword was originally agreed to be lent to him for practice, but Long Shen never said that he would give it to him. Now that he wants to get it back, it is only natural.

The other party was so serious that it made it difficult for Long Shen to say anything else. He took the sword and heard Dong Zhi say: "Long Ju, when I have enough strength to be worthy of this sword, can I borrow it?" To use? Well, I mean, when you don't need it, when it's idle."

Long Shen couldn't help laughing.

"You go to the door of my office and wait for me. I'll get something and go there."

ha?The winter solstice was at a loss, and Long Shen had already left.

He had no choice but to climb the stairs back to the door of Long Shen's office, walked around and waited for almost 10 minutes before seeing Long Shen coming.

The opponent no longer held the Qingzhu sword, but instead held two stones the size of a baby's fist.

The winter solstice is getting more and more inexplicable.

Long Shen took the key and opened the door, put the stone on the coffee table, turned around and rummaged in the drawer, and took out two red silk threads.

"Hold out your hand," he said.

Winter Solstice didn't ask much, and obediently reached out.

Long Shen wrapped a silk thread around the stone several times to tie a knot, and then tied the extra thread to Dongzhi's wrist.

The red silk thread was wound around the white wrist, and it was not until three times later that Long Shen tied a slipknot.

"In the future, if you want to practice, just stick a piece of paper on the wall, and then hold it up to practice calligraphy. The ancients practiced calligraphy by hanging their wrists. This is how they practiced. Don't tie it to the joints, it will hurt the bones, go up half an inch. You use a sword , the bigger the force, the bigger the stone, the word must be upright and not trembling."

Winter Solstice's eyes brightened, this method is good, and he won't have to be hit by a stool in the future.

He casually picked up the pen on the coffee table, and immediately drew it out of thin air. Although his hands were sore soon, it also showed that such practice was indeed useful.

Long Shen got up and untied one of the swords hanging on the wall.

"Practice this in the future."

Although the scabbard is well maintained, it will inevitably leave traces of time. The few gems inlaid on the scabbard are slightly dim, but it can vaguely see the magnificence of the past.

Dong Zhi still remembered that the first time he came back to Longshen's office, he saw the two swords hanging on the wall at first sight. At that time, he had made up a lot of gossip stories in his brain, but he didn't know that he gave one of them to him in a blink of an eye.

"The Qingzhu sword is too precious, this one is your favorite, how can I accept it?"

Long Shen shook his head and said, "Swords are meant to be used, and they are not something to be loved."

Winter Solstice blurted out: "Isn't it from your lover?"

Long Shen frowned: "Who told you?"

Winter Solstice: ...I made it up by myself.

But this sentence can't be said, he laughed dryly, but didn't say anything.

Long Shen said: "This sword is called Changshou."

Winter Solstice: Hey, what a strange name!

It's no wonder that he has such an idea, because Long Shen casually borrowed the sword of the celebrity Fu Qingzhu, which is hundreds of years old, and these two swords have been hanging in his office. Level, but it turned out to be a name I had never heard of.

Long Shen said: "The original scabbard of this sword has been lost. The current scabbard was remade by the owner of the Ming Dynasty. The owner was from a wealthy businessman, and the scabbard is extremely gorgeous."

The winter solstice came to a sudden, no wonder the sword itself is very simple, but the scabbard is out of place, completely two styles.

and many more!

He asked timidly, "The scabbards are all from the Ming Dynasty, so how old is this sword?"

Long Shen: "Fortunately, it's only from the Sui Dynasty."

What do you mean? !

What is Sui Dynasty only? !

What is a local tyrant, this is a local tyrant!

The winter solstice suddenly felt that what he was holding in his hand was a hot soldering iron.

He swallowed a little: "Have you bought insurance for this sword?"

If you lose it, you can't afford to sell him, right?

Long Shen said lightly: "It's okay, the sword is a murder weapon, if someone really steals it, then the thief will not end well."

The male god is a local tyrant, and the winter solstice feels a lot of pressure. How can he chase someone who can casually throw a Sui sword? !

Could this be the truth that Long Shen has never had a boyfriend/girlfriend?

It is very possible that a person who has already stood on the top of a mountain overlooking all living beings certainly looks down on ordinary humans who are still climbing the mountain.

It is estimated that Bill Gates' social status is needed for the other party to take a fancy to it, right?

During the winter solstice, I imagined the scene of Long Shen falling in love with Bill Gates, and suddenly felt a little bad.

No matter how powerful Long Shen was, he still couldn't guess what was going on in the head of the person sitting across from him.

"This sword is slightly heavier than the Qingzhu sword, but if you insist on practicing the strength of your wrist, there should be no problem."

Dong Zhi nodded, then thought of something, and said, "Long Ju, can I take this sword out? If I encounter a powerful monster of the level of human and demon, will it be broken?"

Long Shen originally wanted to say that this sword is yours if you give it to you, and it is your fault if it breaks. Seeing him, he thought it was borrowed for use. Yes, this sword has been blessed by spells, and it can help you more than the Qingzhu Sword."

Of course, a sword from the Sui Dynasty has been around for more than 400 years. During this period, I don’t know how many people and heroes have used it. If it can be handed down to the present, its owners must not be ordinary people. It is said that the more blood soaked in the sword, the heavier the fierceness will be. In this comparison, this sword must be much more precious than the Qingzhu sword.

Then again, first it was the Qingzhu Sword, and now it is the Changshou Sword, but Liu Qingbo didn't catch it once. Does this mean that the male god also has a tendency to choose?

"Thank you, I will try my best to live up to it." He held the sword with a pure and sincere face, "Last time I said that I would treat you to dinner. You just happen to be free today. I found a good private restaurant. I want to eat it." Don't try it?"

Both He Yu and Wang Chaosheng are on business trips, Zhong Yuyi is not there, and there is not even a "light bulb". If you don't flirt now, when will it be!

Sure enough, Long Shen had no reason to refuse, he hesitated and nodded.

The winter solstice strikes while the iron is hot: "Then let's go, there is no traffic jam on the road now."

Strictly speaking, this should be the first time the two of them went out for dinner alone?

With a smile on his face and a happy heart in his heart, Winter Solstice decided to take advantage of this meal to brush up his favorability again.

Well, it seems feasible to get the other party drunk and get closer.

Winter Solstice was a little embarrassed to treat himself and asked Long Shen to drive, but he is still a "Beipiao" in the capital now, and he doesn't even have a house, let alone a car.

The wheels roll forward, and the scenery flies by the windows on both sides.

Long Shen drove very steadily.

"Long Bureau, when did you come to the capital?"

Long Shen thought about it seriously, then shook his head: "I forgot, many years ago."

How many years are many years?Dong Zhi remembered the last time he was asked about his hometown, and the other party's answer was also vague, but it didn't seem like he was hiding it intentionally, but he really couldn't remember it.

Winter Solstice: "What was the Special Administration Bureau like when you first arrived?"

Long Shen: "It was not called the Special Administration Bureau before, but an office under the jurisdiction of the Public Security Bureau. At that time, there were only two or three people. The old Zong you met last time was the head of the department at that time. Later, it was returned to Under National Security, a separate department has only been established in recent years."

The winter solstice is strange: "How many years ago? Elder Zong also looks very young!"

Long Shen said: "In the early days of the founding of the People's Republic of China."

Winter Solstice: "Isn't it impossible to become a spirit after the founding of the People's Republic of China?"

Long Shen tilted his head to look at him: "Who told you the rules?"

Winter Solstice chuckled: "The jokes circulating on the Internet can't be taken as true, can't be taken as true!"

He thought that Zong Lao would only be in his 60s at the top of his head. If it dates back to the early days of the founding of the People's Republic of China, how old would Zong Lao be?

But what if Zong Lao is not a human being?

That makes sense.

Since the Special Administrative Bureau can have a Kanchao student, it would not be unusual to have another Zong Lao.

He couldn't help but cast his gaze on Long Shen in the rearview mirror. The latter was concentrating on driving. If the winter solstice didn't ask, Long Shen would say very little.

Quite a boring gourd.

But if it was Long Shen, even if he didn't speak for a day, he would feel happy to have this moment of being alone together.

It's like looking at the roses I like, even if the roses can't talk, just looking at them every day seems to give me a lot of motivation.

What's more, this is the only rose in the world in his mind.

"You have been in the Special Administration Bureau for so many years, have you encountered any particularly weird or dangerous things, can you tell me about them?" He smiled nonchalantly.

Long Shen is indeed a person who doesn't like to talk nonsense. He doesn't say a word of unnecessary words, and even in class, he doesn't talk like Director Jiang.

Winter Solstice has never even seen him chatting with anyone. Outside of work, this man is always alone, has no friends, and lacks entertainment.

But he didn't seem to be disgusted with communicating with him, at least he didn't show any signs of impatience.

This is a very good start.

A good start is half the battle.

Long Shen pondered for a moment, as if thinking about it, and after a while, he said: "One year, a batch of cultural relics were unearthed in Hubei, which led to the three stacked tombs below."

Winter Solstice interrupted embarrassedly: "What is tomb stacking?"

Long Shen: "Some places are considered to have good geomantic omen and will be designated as tombs again and again. Later generations don't know that there are predecessors' tombs here, so they built another tomb on the spot. This is the stacked tomb."

The winter solstice came to a sudden.

Long Shen: "At that time, the top of the tomb was a vassal king of the Ming Dynasty, and the middle was an eunuch of the Tang Dynasty. The bottom tomb dates back to the early Spring and Autumn Period. It was originally a real estate development, and this Ming tomb was dug out on the construction site. If it is reported to the archaeological department, the construction site will be shut down, and the developer does not want to delay making money, so they hide this matter, but accidents happen one after another at the construction site."

He is really not a person who is suitable for storytelling. The story that was originally full of ups and downs, eerie and terrifying was turned into a straightforward and concise story by him, but Winter Solstice still felt a bit of chill.

"What happened?"

Long Shen: "Something from the crane fell and killed a person on the spot. The developer made a major incident smaller and suppressed it. After a few days, the shelf collapsed and killed five or six workers. The incident could not be concealed. But The person who made the frame insisted that they didn’t cut corners, and the frame collapsed for some reason, and the worker who drove the crane also said that he watched the hook straighten slowly with his own eyes.”

Winter Solstice took a deep breath: "What happened next?"

Long Shen: "Later, this matter was handed over to us. We went to investigate together with the archaeological team, only to find that there was an Eastern Zhou tomb below, and the owner of the tomb was punished for adultery with the concubine of the king of Chu. Capital punishment, the king of Chu hated him so much that he ordered people to bury him here, so that he would live forever, never to be reborn. Over the years, the tomb has accumulated resentment, and the tomb has become a very vicious place, where blood and blood are stored. If we go one step too late, The demonic energy in the coffin leaks out, and the monster takes shape, not to mention the construction site, even the nearby residential areas may not be able to escape."

The winter solstice is strange: "But didn't you just say that that place is a treasured place of geomantic omen?"

Long Shen said: "There is no absolute treasure land in the world. When there is misfortune, good fortune rests on it, and when good fortune comes, misfortune rests on it."

The winter solstice is one point: "Everything is relative, auspicious places can be transformed into inauspicious places, and inauspicious places can also be turned into auspicious places."

Long Shen nodded: "There is a saying in the "Book of Burial", that qi rides the wind and then disperses, and the boundary water stops. The ancients gathered it so that it would not disperse, and if it was practiced it would stop, so it is called Fengshui. Fengshui is constantly flowing, not stagnant. Before, but that Chu tomb used eight black iron nails and Chu land spells to nail to death the life in the eight directions in the cave. From the outside, it was still a geomantic treasure, but as long as the burial was done, the dead would not only die. If you cannot shelter your descendants and sleep peacefully for a long time, your soul will be bound instead, and you will not be able to live or die."

Winter solstice Fuzhi soul: "The king of Chu did that, did he also have the purpose of deceiving the newcomers? Those two people in the Tang and Ming dynasties knew what happened, but they didn't know why. They thought it was a treasured place of geomantic omen, but it turned out to be a place of great evil?"

Approval appeared in Longshen's eyes: "Yes, according to our speculation, the King of Chu probably had this purpose at that time. The entire cemetery is designed with a wide top and a narrow bottom, like a funnel, and the vitality is continuously transmitted. A tomb owner is tantamount to using his own soul to nourish the lowermost tomb owner of Chu, the vicious energy circulates, and resentment becomes a demon."

Between the words, the destination was reached.