Jianghu are all masters

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Zhang Xiaoyuan also changed into his night clothes, and followed Lu Zhaoming over the wall and out of Shefu.

The night is dark.

Most of the people in She's residence have already rested, there is a curfew in central Beijing, the streets are cold and empty, and far away, only the sound of watchmen's beating can be heard coming from the street.Zhang Xiaoyuan was nervous, his lightness kung fu was far inferior to Lu Zhaoming's, he climbed on the eaves, fearing that he would be caught by the five city soldiers who were watching the night, and he didn't dare to talk to Lu Zhaoming until they slipped out of the city.

"Eldest brother." Zhang Xiaoyuan chased after Lu Zhaoming and asked, "Where are you taking me?"

Lu Zhaoming replied, "You will know when you come with me."

It was July, and the night in Beijing was already a little chilly. The night clothes were too thin, and Zhang Xiaoyuan was trembling with his arms in his arms. They left the capital, walked along the official road for a while, and then took a detour through the side road of the official road. The forest on the side of the road.

The sky was dark, with only a little moonlight barely illuminating the road under their feet. Some birds were chirping in the forest. Zhang Xiaoyuan was a little scared. Lu Zhaoming was right in front of him. He couldn't help but take a quick step, holding Lu Zhaoming hands, panicked, and asked: "Big... big brother, haven't you arrived yet?"

Lu Zhaoming said to him, "It's almost here."

He suddenly noticed that Zhang Xiaoyuan's hands were trembling, and the scene in front of him was really similar to the lonely graves and barren hills mentioned in those stage scripts. He realized that Zhang Xiaoyuan was afraid, so he held his hand back, pulling Zhang Xiaoyuan's hand tightly. hand, looked back and smiled with him, said: "Don't panic, I'm here."

The shadows of the mottled trees shone through the moonlight and reflected in his eyes, as if there was a glimmer of light. Zhang Xiaoyuan tried his best to build up his courage, and murmured as if comforting himself, "Of course I'm not panicking."

He said so in his mouth, but he quickened his pace, wishing to walk close to Lu Zhaoming, he couldn't help looking around, for fear that some monster would appear from the dim shadow of the tree.

He really doesn't understand Senior Brother.

The elder brother said he wanted to give him a birthday present, but he brought him to such a wilderness at night. What else is there in this place other than the lonely grave of an old tree?Zhang Xiaoyuan didn't understand. After walking for a while, seeing the trees gradually thinning out, Lu Zhaoming said, "When I was young, my father brought me here with my mother."

Zhang Xiaoyuan subconsciously said: "That was a long time ago."

Lu Zhaoming nodded: "I was not yet four years old at that time."

Zhang Xiaoyuan asked: "Four years old?"

Zhang Xiaoyuan frowned and recalled the past, he only vaguely remembered that when he was four years old, he always liked to run behind his sister's ass, no matter how much, he couldn't remember clearly.

Lu Zhaoming smiled softly. He knew what Zhang Xiaoyuan meant. Most people can't remember what happened when they were children, but he was different. The time he spent with his parents was only a few years. I still remember at least.

But Zhang Xiaoyuan remembered that when he and Lu Zhaoming first met, Lu Zhaoming told him that he had never met his parents, and that he could not remember the past, so he couldn't help asking Lu Zhaoming: "Brother, you said before gone."

Lu Zhaoming replied, "At that time, I didn't know what kind of person you were."

When his mother was dying, she took pains to ask him not to take revenge again, so Wang Henian taught him to keep the events of the past in his heart.But it's different now, now he trusts Zhang Xiaoyuan, and he doesn't mind telling him about himself.

"You said you wanted to see snow." Lu Zhaoming said, "But it doesn't snow in July in Beijing."

Zhang Xiaoyuan said: "It's okay, we can always see you in October."

"I'm not a god, and I can't change the climate." Lu Zhaoming said, "I want to give you another birthday gift, and you should like it too."

They had already walked out of the forest, and they could only see mountain streams and streams in front of them, and weeds between the gravels covered their feet. Zhang Xiaoyuan still didn't know why Lu Zhaoming brought him here. He looked around and asked Lu Zhaoming: "Brother, do you want What are you giving me?"

Lu Zhaoming pursed his lips and smiled at him, saying, "You look after it."

He took Zhang Xiaoyuan's hand, stepped on the gravel, and instantly startled countless glowing lights, lingering around his side, like a dream, and Zhang Xiaoyuan was stunned for a moment, then Fang murmured, "Yes... …firefly?"

He never thought that Lu Zhaoming would bring him here.

The moonlight is cold, the mountains and streams are surrounded by countless fluorescent lights. It seems that he has never seen such a beautiful scenery in his life. As if in a dream, he stared blankly and said for a long time: "It seems to be more beautiful than snow."

Lu Zhaoming laughed and asked, "Have you ever seen heavy snow?"

"It's snowing in my house too." Zhang Xiaoyuan even lowered his voice, "At least it's not that big."

He stopped talking.

With such a beautiful scenery in front of him, he felt as if he would scare away those fireflies if he opened his mouth. Lu Zhaoming pulled out the cold iron sword from the scabbard. The edge of the sword was slightly cold under the moonlight. He stretched out his other hand towards Zhang Xiaoyuan , asked him: "Come and try."

Zhang Xiaoyuan didn't understand.

Lu Zhaoming had already held his hand, leading him to hold the cold iron sword tightly, while he held Zhang Xiaoyuan's hand from the outside like a private school teacher teaching a child to write, and said in his ear: "You don't like practicing A sword?"

Zhang Xiaoyuan blinked, he didn't know why Lu Zhaoming said this at this moment, Lu Zhaoming was already holding his hand, and he remembered that movement, it was the first move of Shimen Sword Style.

Lu Zhaoming said softly, "I'll teach you how to practice the sword."

Zhang Xiaoyuan was stunned, he never expected that in the middle of the night Lu Zhaoming took him out of the city to find such a good place, and finally it was to teach him how to practice swords.

As expected of a senior brother, an expert at spoiling the scenery.

When Zhang Xiaoyuan thought about it, he suddenly felt something was wrong.

Lu Zhaoming held his hand tightly, leading him to lift the sword and swing it away. Compared with the sharp and swift sword style of Shimen, his movements were very slow, as if he was dancing with a sword. , Surrounded by fluorescent lights lingering in the sword energy, dancing with the sword, every move and style is transformed into a shape, the blade of the sword, and the sleeves of the clothes are all glowing, like plating the sky full of starlight on the sword, and Lu Zhaoming murmured in his ear Whispering, he was still reading that sword manual.

"Qi is connected to the two meridians, squandered vertically and horizontally, and the form is strong." He said in a soft voice, word by word, "so the front is hidden, the sword moves with the heart—"

The sword follows the heart.

There was silence all around, and the chirping of insects in the mountain stream was far away from him, only the sound of long swords smashing through the sky and the sleeves of his clothes fluttering in his ears, his eyes stopped on Lu Zhaoming's hand, the sound seemed to be far away, he just listened I could see my own heartbeat, a little flustered and beating.

Lu Zhaoming's chest was pressed against his back, and he seemed to sense the heartbeat of the elder brother, but he was calmer than him, thump, thump, thump——Zhang Xiaoyuan suddenly came back to his senses, and all the sounds in the mountains and forests returned to him In his ear, he realized that only a moment had passed, and the senior brother was gently reading the next sentence in the sword manual.

"—The place where the heart reaches is the place where the sword reaches."

……

The sword stopped.

Zhang Xiaoyuan withdrew his hand, as if something was left behind, disappeared, and could never be taken back. Lu Zhaoming returned the sword and sheathed it, but he hadn't recovered yet. The fireflies scattered into the air, and he murmured after a long time, Said: "It's so beautiful."

It's not that he has never seen fireflies, nor has he never seen such a moonlight stream, but for some reason, everything today is a bit different, he can't explain why, his heartbeat has not slowed down, and he doesn't seem to understand what happened After a long time, he coughed and asked Lu Zhaoming, "Brother, is this the birthday gift you gave me?"

When he asked, Lu Zhaoming panicked instead. He carefully looked at Zhang Xiaoyuan's expression, wondering if Zhang Xiaoyuan didn't like it, but Zhang Xiaoyuan seemed in a good mood, and said: "This is the best birthday I have received in these years." present."

Only then did Lu Zhaoming heave a sigh of relief, relieved, and murmured, "I've never given anyone a gift before, and I thought I gave it by mistake."

Zhang Xiaoyuan couldn't help being startled, and asked: "Are the second senior brother and master and uncle's birthdays?"

Lu Zhaoming said in a low voice: "The master's family is poor, and it is good to have birthday noodles and eggs."

Zhang Xiaoyuan: "..."

Zhang Xiaoyuan understood.

He patted himself on the chest, and said seriously to senior brother: "Senior brother, when it's your birthday, I must give you a big gift."

Hearing what he said, Lu Zhaoming couldn't hold back the smile on his lips, and said to him softly, "I'm already old, so I don't need to celebrate my birthday."

"No." Zhang Xiaoyuan shook his head, and reproduced what Lu Zhaoming had said to him back then, "It's only once a year, and it's the first time since I met you."

He must make good money and buy the best sword for the elder brother!

Lu Zhaoming stopped arguing with him, nodded slightly, and said, "I'll be waiting for you."

……

They sat by the river for a long time, Zhang Xiaoyuan didn't remember what they talked about at all, he became more and more sleepy, and they walked back together after about four o'clock.

Although Zhang Xiaoyuan was very sleepy when he went back, he was in a good mood, and he didn't have the panic of avoiding the guards when he came. They went back to She's mansion smoothly all the way, climbed over the wall and entered the door, Lu Zhaoming sent Zhang Xiaoyuan outside the house, said goodbye to him, and said to him: " You go to bed earlier—"

Before the words finished, the door of Zhang Xiaoyuan's room was pulled open from the inside.

She Shuyi was carrying a rather long gift box, leaning against the door with her arms folded, showing a smile to the two of them, but Zhang Xiaoyuan felt... the look on the uncle's face, as if his mother had caught him stealing with his elder sister in the middle of the night. Sneaking out and messing around is extremely infiltrating.

Zhang Xiaoyuan murmured: "Uncle Shi, you...you haven't slept yet?"

Why is She Shuyi in his room?What happened after he left?

She Shuyi twitched the corner of her mouth and said, "Today is your birthday."

Zhang Xiaoyuan: "...Yes."

She Shuyi: "I originally wanted to put a gift on your table, so that you will be happy tomorrow."

Zhang Xiaoyuan: "..."

She Shuyi: "But there is no one in your house, and Zhaoming is nowhere to be seen, so I understand."

Zhang Xiaoyuan blurted out: "Master, it's not what you think!"

She Shuyi raised her hand to stop what he was going to say next.

"Zhaoming." She Shuyi asked, "What did you guys do?"

Lu Zhaoming would not lie to Wang Henian and She Shuyi, he didn't even hesitate, and said directly: "I took Xiao Yuan out of the city to see fireflies."

Zhang Xiaoyuan: "..."

Looking at the expression on She Shuyi's face, Lu Zhaoming was inevitably a little puzzled, and asked: "Master also wants to see it? Then I will take Master tomorrow?"

"No need." She Shuyi's expression was reluctant, as if showing a trace of Wang Henian's expression after seeing Lu Zhaoming change swords, "The apprentice has grown up, it's time to let go."

Zhang Xiaoyuan: "..."