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The first time Yao Xi came to Xueyuwu, he saw that the flowers and weeds attracted butterflies and bees to fly here. The butterflies are extremely beautiful, which is not common to see.He cat went into the flowers, trying to catch one, but he couldn't catch it, so he jumped on it and fell to the dog to eat shit.After finally catching a blue-winged butterfly, holding it between two fingers, she joyfully ran to Jiang Wanzhou to offer a treasure: "Look, how beautiful it is!"

"Quickly let it go." Jiang Wanzhou said righteously: "These are the butterflies used by Jiangying envoys to practice, and you won't be allowed to make mistakes."

"What skills do you need butterflies for?" Yao Ximu asked.

Jiang Wanzhou patted his hand lightly, and the butterfly struggling between his fingers fled away, and the fine powder it left behind could be seen in the sunlight.Yao Ximu blinked, watched the butterflies flying, and waved his hands and one foot on the ground and turned around in a circle, maintaining an upright posture, tilted his head and asked, "Is it the butterfly skill?"

"No, it's sword practice."

"Practice sword?" Yao Ximu looked blank.

Jiang Wanzhou chuckled when he saw his ignorance, and drew his sword out of its sheath.

The sword energy was like wind, electricity, and mist, and the cold light flickered, trapping the butterfly fleeing from Yao Ximu's fingertips.The butterfly fluttered up and down, but it couldn't escape the sword energy like Qiongzhu and broken jade.

Yao Ximu was dumbfounded.

"You're drooling." Jiang Wanzhou put her sword back into its sheath and kindly reminded him.

"Brother Wanzhou, you're amazing!" Yao Ximu wiped off his saliva, grabbed Jiang Wanzhou's sleeve, with a look of admiration.

"What's the point? I'm only a butterfly, Jiang Yingshi can trap 460 eight butterflies at the same time."

"Eight of 460!" Yao Ximu jumped up: "Oh my god! I want to practice sword too!"

"Emissary Jiangying came to see you just to see if you can learn swordsmanship."

"Really?" Yao Xi screamed at dusk, turned three somersaults in a row, turned back to Jiang Wanzhou, and begged, "Brother Wanzhou, take me to see Jiang Yingshi quickly."

Under the ancient plum tree is a new mat with a low table on which there is a pot of wine and a qin.Envoy Jiang Ying is playing the piano, which is an ancient song "Three Lanes of Plum Blossoms".Jiang Wanzhou heard Rhythm breathing involuntarily, turning her internal strength.

At the end of the song, Jiang Wanzhou's whole body became active, and Fan Jiangying made Gu Qingrou stand up.Yao Ximu saw that she was petite, with long hair reaching her waist, so she jumped up and saluted her, and said crisply, "Jiangying makes sister hello." Gu Qingrou couldn't stop laughing coquettishly, and said angrily, "Where did you come from?" Sweet mouth baby, I am too old to be your mother at my age, but you call me sister."

"Aren't you older sister? You don't look old at all." Yao Ximu unconsciously put a finger in his mouth, turned to look at Jiang Wanzhou, and asked doubtfully, "Did I call it wrong?"

"Envoy Gu, he is Yao Ximu, from Jinling." Jiang Wanzhou introduced.

"Jinling is a great place." Gu Qingrou stretched out her hand, her fingertips bloomed like orchids, a butterfly rested in her palm, Yao Ximu looked eager to try, but still wanted to pounce.Gu Qingrou glanced at him: "The dolls raised in a good place are also beautiful." She flicked her finger, and the butterfly drew an arc in the air and landed in front of Jiang Wanzhou.

Jiang Wanzhou drew his sword.

The sword light opened and closed, like a net formed by morning mist, trapping butterflies, one, two, three, four...

The butterflies circled or dodged, flying up and down until the 130th butterfly escaped Jiang Wanzhou's sword wind.

Jiang Wanzhou is less than ten years old, and her swordsmanship is already superb.Practicing martial arts is too lonely, and it will wear down one's stamina and passion. He lacks an opponent, and Yao Ximu happens to be there.

What Wu Jin taught Yao Ximu was mainly inner strength and some palm techniques, and almost no swordsmanship was involved, so Jiang Wanzhou wanted to bring him to Xueyuwu to practice swords together, but he refused to tell Yao Ximu, and sold it instead. One Guanzi said that Jiang Ying envoy wanted to see Yao Ximu.

"130 seven..." Yao Ximu murmured.

Jiang Wanzhou was out of breath, and Gu Qingrou sat on the mat and played the piano to help him adjust his inner breath: "Forget the sword formula, you will get the sword soul. When you forget the moves when dancing the sword, you can unite with the sword." After a while, Jiang Wanzhou Draw your sword again and start practicing.

Yao Ximu looked around, broke off a branch, posed in a decent pose, and said: "Remember the moves, so you can forget the moves!" Three of them fell, and the butterfly broke its wings and was dying.

"Stop! What are you doing?" Jiang Wanzhou stopped her.

"Baby, come here." Gu Qingrou waved to Yao Ximu, and Yao Ximu walked under the tree.

"Come here." Yao Ximu looked left and right, confirmed that she was talking to him, ran over and knelt down beside her, she poured a glass of wine, handed it to Yao Ximu, Yao Ximu didn't even look at it, and drank it down .Gu Qingrou clapped her hands and praised: "Good boy, you can still drink." Yao Ximu grinned: "I stole my dad's wine at home."

"I just like dolls who can drink." Gu Qingrou supported him with one hand, and filled him with wine with the other hand.Holding the wine glass, Yao Ximu saw her face at a close distance, and saw that there were fine lines around her eyes and lips, which indicated that she was old.He stuck out his tongue secretly, and looked at the pair of clear and beautiful eyes under her eyebrows, she looked like a young girl.

"The swordsmanship he practiced is called Assassinating Qin." Gu Qingrou looked at Jiang Wanzhou and sighed: "There are no people in the past, but the water is still cold today."

"Is this set of sword techniques passed down by Jing Ke?"

"No." Gu Qingrou stood up staggeringly, she looked gentle and delicate, but her eyes were as sharp as a blade: "This is the sword technique created by Gu Junfu, the sixth owner of Bisha Island, at the edge of Yishui .”

Yao Ximu seemed to understand, but opened his mouth: "Oh."

Gu Qingrou broke a branch, waved away the leaves, and stabbed at Yao Ximu.Yao Ximu leaned back, turned two somersaults, avoided the sword energy, and picked up the branch he threw on the ground just now.

He held a branch and stood nine feet away from Gu Qingrou.

"You are not bad, you can practice swords."

"How to practice?"

"Go and fight him right away." Gu Qingrou motioned him to find Jiang Wanzhou.

"No, no, no!" Yao Ximu waved his hands again and again, "I haven't learned swordsmanship, wouldn't I die if I go up? It hurts to be stabbed by a sword, I don't want it." He raised the branch in his hand, plausibly: "And , I don’t have a sword yet! The young master took a look and it looked like a sword, how could my branch be worth it!”

After hearing what he said, Gu Qingrou was a little surprised, and blurted out: "It seems that you are not stupid."

Yao Ximu's face was slumped, even his shoulders collapsed.

"I don't have a sword." He drooped his head, looked at the branch in his hand, and repeated pitifully.

"Sword? I have plenty." Gu Qingrou stood up, "Let's go, I'll take you to get the sword."

"But I don't have any money." Yao Ximu was still pitiful.

"Money?" Gu Qingrou didn't seem to have heard such an interesting word for a long time, she burst out laughing, her smile trembled, she knelt down and pinched Yao Ximu's face: "Stupid baby, who said you want money? I'll take you there Look, take whatever you fancy, as long as you can hold it."

"Thank you, Lady Gu!" Yao Ximu bowed with tears in his eyes.

"Screaming again." Gu Qingrou patted him on the back of the head, "You can't call me sister, let alone your empress, I think your doll is pleasing to the eye, so I let you call me Aunt Qing, don't you remember?" Living?"

"Thank you, Aunt Qing!" Yao Ximu bowed again.

"Baby, what should I call you? Yaowa? Or Xiaoximu?"

"Huh?" Yao Ximu rolled his eyes: "Master calls me Xiaopang, so Aunt Qing should call me the same."

"Little fat?" Gu Qingrou frowned and muttered, "Wu Jin has no taste."

He followed Gu Qingrou through a bamboo grove, and entered the courtyard, which was no different from the courtyards in the villa, with several entrances and exits, white walls and black tiles, and plum-shaped windows.Yao Ximu stared at a branch of pink peach blossom protruding from the slanted thorn, and was lost in thought for a while.

The wind shook off a few pink peach petals, and Yao Ximu finally came back to his senses. Gu Qingrou didn't wait for him, and had already passed through the crescent arch and arrived at the back garden.

He hurriedly followed and saw a huge pond in the back garden with sparkling water. It was not summer yet, and the pond was full of withered stumps after winter.In the middle of the pond, there is a stacked rockery, dotted with plantains and green bamboos, and behind it is a four-story white building.

Gu Qingrou stood on the third floor, leaning on the railing, beckoning: "Xiaoximu, come here quickly."

Yao Ximu stood by the pool and looked around, but couldn't find anything to cross the water.

"Three steps to the left, one step back, and 33 steps forward."

Yao Ximu hesitated, and took a few steps forward. There was a pond in front of him. He didn't want to wade in the water, so he raised his head with a naive face: "There is water in front."

"A formation is set up on the water, you do as I tell you."

Yao Ximu closed his eyes, took a deep breath, spread his arms, and walked across the water.

When he counted to thirty, he was already on flat ground. He looked back at the water and looked at his shoes. They were not soaked.He stroked the back of his head, feeling incredible.

"Come up quickly." Gu Qingrou urged upstairs.

"Oh." Before he had time to ask what was going on, Yao Ximu buried his head and entered the building. There was an old atmosphere in the building. Yao Ximu recognized it as the unique atmosphere of ancient books.He looked back step by step at the rows of cabinets - they were full of martial arts cheats collected from everywhere.After reaching the third floor, Gu Qingrou stood at the stairs, pulled him over, and scolded, "What are you doing so slowly down here?"

"There are a lot of books below."

"Yeah." Gu Qingrou disapproved, "If you like it, you can follow Wanzhou to see it in the future."

"Can I watch?" Yao Ximu's eyes widened.

"Why not?" Gu Qingrou's sash fluttered, and she took him by the hand and led him into the room, "Unless you can't read, you can't read if you can't read."

"I can read! I memorized four books at home!"

"heard."

"Did brother Wanzhou tell you?"

"No." Gu Qingrou stopped walking, with a half-smile: "Wu Jin showed me that he had a good apprentice. He was a child prodigy. He could memorize four books at the age of five and compose poems at the age of seven."

"No." Yao Ximu was a little embarrassed, lowered his head and laughed twice, then raised his head and said: "My poems are not good."

Seeing this, Gu Qingrou rolled her eyes and thought of something: "Why not? Today you also worship me as a teacher, and I will give you the sword again, so that it can be said."

"Okay." Yao Ximu immediately bowed down: "Second Master, please accept Yao Ximu..."

"What?" Gu Qingrou pulled him up from the ground, frowned and said, "Okay, why did you call me Second Master?"

"Mr. Wu was my first obeisance, he is the master, and Aunt Qing is considered the second master."

"It's so ugly." Gu Qingrou sighed, "Forget it, I'll confiscate my apprentice's blessings, so you should call me Aunt Qing."

"But what about the sword..." Yao Ximu pursed his lips, and murmured, "I didn't ask you to be my teacher, will you give it back?" He turned his head slightly, looked at Gu Qingrou, for fear that she would regret it.