startled autumn

Turning back and entering the city, everything was as Xiao Shaoling expected. The stall owner turned his face and refused to recognize anyone. He refused to admit that he had taken Shen Zhiqiu's sword, and beat him upside down, claiming that Shen Zhiqiu was a foreigner who came to make trouble, and he must report it. official processing.

Xiao Shaoling pressed down the veil on his head to cover his face tightly. He leaned against a corner not far away, watching the scene before him with a half-smile: Shen Zhiqiu was clumsy and clumsy, and only knew how to be like a piece of wood. Standing in the same place, if it is really reasonable, it will become unreasonable.

After a while, Shen Zhiqiu walked back dejectedly, presumably asking for help.

Xiao Shaoling immediately changed into a chic posture, standing with his back straight, like an out-of-world expert.

Shen Zhiqiu: "You go first."

Xiao Shaoling was taken aback.

Shen Zhiqiu explained: "I want to wait here for him to return the sword to me."

Xiao Shaoling asked incredulously: "Are you going to wait until the end of time?"

"It won't be so long, a year at most." Shen Zhiqiu replied naturally, "Because the boss said, you can wait for a year or so if you have the ability."

Xiao Shaoling laughed loudly: "Do you really believe him?"

Shen Zhiqiu bowed his head and said, "He said that I would only scare away his guests by standing by. So, as long as I come to him every day to get the sword, he will not be able to do business."

Xiao Shaoling lamented that his idea was so strange, so he patted him on the shoulder: "This method is still feasible, but the effect is too slow, let me help you."

Before Shen Zhiqiu had time to ask clearly, he saw Xiao Shaoling lightly tapped his feet and jumped towards the booth.

Xiao Shaoling raised his hand and lifted his hat, but he said a few words to the stall owner, and after a while, he came back with an ordinary sword.

Shen Zhiqiu said with sincere admiration: "You are so powerful! As soon as he saw your face, he immediately handed over the sword."

Xiao Shaoling waved his hand: "I've always acted on face, now it's just a small scene."

After Shen Zhiqiu thanked him, he wanted to take back his sword, but Xiao Shaoling moved faster than him, and hid all the sword in his hand behind his back.

Xiao Shaoling smiled and said, "Want to get your sword back? Promise me one thing first."

Shen Zhiqiu frowned and said, "To be your junior brother again? I..."

"You're dreaming." Xiao Shaoling raised his eyebrows, his tone rose slightly, a little teasing, "Could anyone be my Xiao Shaoling's junior? I made a joke with you earlier, and you actually believed it."

Shen Zhiqiu was confused by him: "You, what do you want?"

"Follow me back to Moyi." Xiao Shaoling raised his hand, throwing Yingtao into his arms as if casually, then held Shen Zhiqiu's broken sword, and said in a flat tone: "Within one year, if you can keep Yingtao If it falls into someone else's hands, I will return it to its original owner."

Three months later.

Xiao Shaoling put his hands behind his head, lay down on the roof and dozed openly, until there was a "crack" sound beside him, as if the innocent tiles were moaning, so he opened his eyes a little, struggling Glancing aside, he said, "Master, with all due respect, you have eaten too much recently."

It was Daoist Yijian who landed beside him suddenly.

Master Yijian is born with a fairy-like appearance, the only shortcoming is that he will get fat if he drinks the wind, and he can only maintain his figure by eating less on weekdays. This is his pain point. Hearing this, he said angrily: "Nonsense Eight ways! I haven’t touched rice for half a month, when did I eat too much?”

Xiao Shaoling: "Oh, how did I hear that Shen Zhiqiu gave you a rabbit to roast in the middle of the night yesterday?"

Master Yi Jian nodded: "Isn't he your junior? Of course he is my apprentice. It is only natural to be filial to me."

Xiao Shaoling: "Who said that?"

Immortal Yijian: "If you didn't close your eyes, how could you put the shadow pedal in his hand? Besides, I think he is a bit stupid, but his heart is very tenacious..."

It is said that when Shen Zhiqiu first arrived in Mo Yi, he caused a lot of trouble because of the Shadow Stepping Sword in his hand-Mo Yi's disciples regard the sword as life, and even pursue the purpose of "fighting is worse than talking when meeting each other". In addition, Xiao Shaoling has ordered: "Whoever wins him a hundred times first, I will give the shadow pedal to him." For a while, everyone was scrambling to compete with him. In the end, because Shen Zhiqiu was really limited in physical strength, it developed into a queuing sword competition. Three times a day, first come first served.

Shen Zhiqiu's right hand was injured, and his sword skills were not as good as others, so he was beaten every day.

This kind of beating was not a physical torture, but a psychological blow, which made him feel powerless and helpless, as if no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't go beyond the way of swordsmanship, and failed again and again. Every sentence of "acceptance" from Mo Yi's disciple seemed to persuade him to give in to Xiao Shaoling earlier.

He still refused to admit defeat.

Not long after, Shen Zhiqiu gradually got used to this kind of life.

He is not from Moyi, so he can't listen to the master's lectures like other disciples, so he can only learn some basic sword moves while helping to clean up. When other disciples came to him for a competition, he humbly asked for advice.

Strange to say, after half a year, there was only one Mo Yi disciple who came to him to compete, and this person did not treat him as an outsider, first beat him up as usual, and then seriously to teach him how to draw a sword.

Shen Zhiqiu once asked other disciples about this person's identity, but everyone kept silent, so in desperation, he had no choice but to ask himself.

The man just shook his head pretending to be mysterious: "You will know in the future - stop talking nonsense, I suddenly want to eat barbecue, you can practice this sword soon, let's catch rabbits."

Shen Zhiqiu practiced sword while being beaten like this, and even ran errands for the mysterious man from time to time, gradually forgetting the original purpose.

The only problem is his right hand, as long as he suddenly exerts too much force, it will bring back memories of the past, and he will feel a dull pain.

It wasn't until he came across the "Gentleman's Sword" Zhao Mingchuan practicing his sword by chance, that he was surprised to find that this man used the sword with his left hand.

Seeing his surprised gaze, Zhao Mingchuan was not surprised. He smiled and said, "I am born different from ordinary people, and my right hand is not dexterous. However, most of the swords are based on sincerity, and it doesn't matter which hand you prefer."

Shen Zhiqiu was like a slap in the face. Since then, he has always practiced swinging a sword with his left hand alone, and greeted the next morning tirelessly under the silent starry sky, and his heart became more and more peaceful.

Xiao Shaoling slept very late one night, and asked him with a smile when passing by: "You want to use the sword with your left hand? Did your little uncle teach you badly?"

Shen Zhiqiu explained: "I want to try it myself."

"You are too stupid. You have to change the sword moves you can use with your right hand if you switch to your left hand. That's all. You can't understand it just by talking about it. Give me the sword and I will demonstrate it to you." Xiao Shaoling hated iron Sighing weakly, he danced his shadow like a tiger and tiger, just like Zhao Mingchuan did that day.

Shen Zhiqiu was surprised: "You, you can also use your left hand?"

Xiao Shaoling glanced at him blankly, and his tone was as flat as saying that the weather was good: "It's not difficult, I've watched you practice several times, and you'll learn it naturally."

Shen Zhiqiu had always known that Xiao Shaoling was good at swordsmanship, but he didn't know that he knew everything by analogy, and he was shocked.

Although he is always lazily taking a nap on the roof, or chasing and playing around with a sword, his face is full of indecency, but when he gets serious, he is a real genius and a future master .

Shen Zhiqiu couldn't help thinking about Xiao Shaoling, Zhao Mingchuan, and Mo Yi's many disciples. They walked with swords like wind and thunder, just to pursue the true meaning of swordsmanship. Even if things changed, no one stopped.

Jianzong Moyi.

For the first time in his life, Shen Zhiqiu found a place other than Yancheng, which made him really want to stay.

Regarding these matters, no one knows what Xiao Shaoling thinks, maybe some people know, but no one dares to speak out first.

Only Daoist Yijian dared to ask straightforwardly: "Are you really intending me to accept Shen Zhiqiu as a disciple?"

Xiao Shaoling: "How dare I make decisions for Master."

"Why don't you dare?" Daoist Yijian snorted coldly, "It's always too frivolous for you to bring outsiders into Mo Yi casually. Are you not afraid that he is a spy from another sect?"

Xiao Shaoling suddenly smiled sullenly: "Which sect is not afraid of death, dare to rob my junior brother?"

"That's true." Master Yijian nodded clearly, "It doesn't matter where he is, if you like him, you should grab it back. Good apprentices are always first come, first served. I have never been humble in Yijian's style. Character."

Xiao Shaoling smiled: "It's all because you taught me well, Master."

Daoist Yijian stroked his chin, and said slowly: "For those with high talent, I have you alone, but it's not often that I have someone as stupid as Shen Zhiqiu. It's interesting to say."

Xiao Shaoling yawned slowly, smiled and went back to sleep.

Master Yijian knew that he could still hear, so he said meaningfully: "He can practice the same set of sword moves day after day, even if he loses 99 times, he still firmly believes that he will win the last time, who said that this is not a skill Woolen cloth?"

Xiao Shaoling didn't speak, which was probably a kind of tacit consent.

Master Yijian asked: "What do you want to do next? Tell me quickly..."

Xiao Shaoling woke up from his chest slap, and immediately jumped off the eaves in anger, raised his head and shouted: "I will know later! I will know to hit me, and I won't play with you anymore."

Unexpectedly, before the one-year period came, Shen Zhiqiu was suddenly pushed to Mo Yi's gate by Xiao Shaoling's collar by Xiao Shaoling on a whim.

"I'll give you back the sword, you can go."

Shen Zhiqiu was slightly taken aback: "I..."

don't want to go.

There are too many like-minded swordsmen in Mo Yi, and there are many swordsmanship that he has never seen before, which makes him look forward to every day, and he can never think of the past days when he left his hometown.

It's just that Shen Zhiqiu never wanted to embarrass others, so he still didn't say this in the end.

Seeing his gloomy expression, Xiao Shaoling laughed heartily, but his expression remained calm: "I'll give you one last chance."

Shen Zhiqiu looked at him blankly.

Xiao Shaoling took out Shen Zhiqiu's original broken sword, and put it together with the radiant shadow pedal, the contrast was stark.

"Two swords, you choose one and take it away."

After finishing speaking, Xiao Shaoling turned around.

After all, compared with the plain original intention and the famous sword that he dreamed of, which one is Shen Zhiqiu's way of swordsmanship?

A moment later, Xiao Shaoling heard Shen Zhiqiu's footsteps, walking further and further away.

He turned his head and saw that the Shadow Stepping Sword had been quietly placed in the sword box, perhaps because its owner chose to leave alone, it looked cold and dimmed.

In the following three months, there was no news of Shen Zhiqiu.

When Master Yijian heard about this, he first laughed mockingly: "Did you play off? Regret it?"

Xiao Shaoling: "Who told him not to choose Shadow Tread? Forget it, I'll catch him back."

Master Yijian waved his hand: "We will meet each other if we are destined. Someone has calculated that I am destined to have an obedient apprentice. There must be nothing wrong with this matter."

Xiao Shaoling worried: "What if? Did that person think that I would have an obedient junior brother?"

Daoist Yijian replied faintly: "Now the new disciples are being selected outside. If there is any danger, I will drive you away and take another one."

Just at this time, someone rushed to report.

"Eldest brother! Your junior brother Shen Zhiqiu has come back by himself!!!"

When Xiao Shaoling heard the words, he immediately got excited and rushed out.

When he rushed to the main gate, he saw Shen Zhiqiu standing in the middle of the square, holding a broken sword. His clothes were plain and out of place among the many famous swordsmen. Indestructible.

"What are you doing here again?" Xiao Shaoling cleared his throat and asked slowly.

This question is knowingly asking, today happens to be Mo Yi's three-year selection of newcomers, young knights who intend to worship Jianzong will gather in the capital today, after several rounds of competition, they will show their strengths, in order to win the favor of Jianzong.

Shen Zhiqiu's eyes were clear and straight. He had secretly prepared for a long time, so he spoke in a crisp tone.

"Shen Zhiqiu of Yancheng, I would like to worship Moyi, the sword sect, as my apprentice. I have nothing to gain, only my sword heart will not change. I hope the elder brother will make it happen."

He left quietly at the beginning in order to come back dignifiedly.

Xiao Shaoling looked at him silently for a long time, until Shen Zhiqiu's face turned pale with fright, he suddenly smiled, and threw the Shadow Step Sword hidden behind his back into his arms: "...it's useless to talk, fight me first Let's talk later."

"What if you lose?"

"If you lose, I'll call you junior brother, if you win, I'll call you senior brother."

The sword is out of its sheath, and the long story is just the beginning.

Guan Shanyao said:

This episode should be regarded as a supplement to Qiuqiu's background, a prequel.

Also known as "How to Conquer Xiao Shaoling by Being Beaten".

【Add a small theater】

On the day Shen Zhiqiu became a teacher, he knew for the first time who Master Yijian really was.

Shen Zhiqiu: "It's you!!!"

Master Yijian patted his head: "It's me, the one who patiently taught you how to use a sword. How about it? Are you surprised or surprised?"

Shen Zhiqiu sighed: "Master, it turns out that you are the one who can eat three rabbits at a time, that's amazing."

Xiao Shaoling: "No wonder Master can't fly with Qinggong recently."

Master Yijian: "..."

Under Yijian's sect, he is still flying around today.