a ruthless swordsman

175.

"..."

This is really hard for me to answer.

I moved his head away in embarrassment, and comforted the five-year-old Xie Ling: "No, I didn't dislike you."

"Then you just don't like me."

?

your mother,

Didn't you understand just now?

How did you react so quickly this time?

He came up again and continued to ask: "Axue, why are you ignoring me again?"

If I could, I would not only ignore you, but even kick you out of bed.

However, if I don't answer, Xie Ling will definitely whisper in my ear like an old monk chanting scriptures.As for kicking out of bed, I probably can't do it with my foot strength.

I looked at him with the eyes of a fool, and said perfunctorily: "Yeah, I like, I like you."

Xie Ling froze for a moment, and then showed that stupid expression again, which was completely different from that in the daytime.

It's a pity that he can't be asked to stand up and look at himself in the mirror at this moment.

The moon was full outside the window, Xie Ling's eyes were a little confused, he hugged me tightly, but fell asleep lying on my chest after a while.

I breathed a sigh of relief and planned to get away from under his grasp, but unexpectedly, this guy got the strength from somewhere, and he didn't let go even when he fell asleep.

If I wake him up, I'm afraid I will have to toss for a while.

Forget it.

I resolutely pulled the quilt over.

Let him sleep well.

176.

Xie Ling always wakes up earlier than me.

When he opened his eyes, he was dumbfounded.

I slept uncomfortably all night, and now I woke him up again, slapped him, turned over and continued to sleep.

When I woke up for the second time, Xie Ling had already changed into clean clothes and was sitting by the bed in a daze.Seeing that I was awake, he said in embarrassment: "A Xue, are you awake?"

"Ah."

"I somehow made those people drink too much, and you didn't sleep well." Xie Ling laid the groundwork for a long time, and asked tentatively, "I didn't go crazy last night, did I?"

Humph.

It seems that he has a somewhat vague impression, and it is difficult to confirm whether he is really talking nonsense, but now he is smart, and he came to ask me for confirmation.

I got a bad idea, while I was dressing, I raised my eyebrows and said: "I can't remember too, brother, you can go if you want."

177.

The big brother's marriage has come to an end.

A lot of things piled up in my heart and I couldn't figure it out, so I just didn't think about it.

My dad felt guilty, and the number of times he pointed out my moves increased day by day.

It's just that the person who practiced sword with me changed from the third senior brother to the fourth senior brother.

Shortly after the Mid-Autumn Festival, my father officially passed the ruthless sword manual to the third senior brother.

He took four apprentices in his life, and my half-baked apprentice should not be counted among them.It has been five years since the second senior brother passed away, and one of the remaining apprentices must be selected.

This is something I have never witnessed in my previous life.

On the day my mother gave birth to me, Cuifeng Mountain was covered with snow.

I was born in the heavy snow in early winter and died in the pear blossoms all over the ground in late spring.

In the previous life, he died before his 17th birthday. Guang heard that my father planned to teach the ruthless sword to the third senior brother, but he didn't wait for this day to come.

There is no point in the exchange of moves between the brothers, and the competition returns to the swordsmanship itself. There are no fancy moves, and there is no confrontational fight.

The two of them had a serious competition in front of my father, and the result was obvious.

Xie Ling showed no regrets, and even breathed a sigh of relief.

He put away the Xuehong sword, and slowly left from the sword cliff on the back mountain.

"Let's go, Ash."

178.

I have never seen my father use the ruthless swordsmanship, and I know very little about it, and the sporadic understanding is all learned from other people.

It is only now that I know that the moves on the sword manual are true, but if one wants to practice the Ruthless Sword, one must first practice the Ruthless Art.

The Ruthless Sword Sect's lineage pays attention to a spiritual word, and its moves are ingenious, quick and dexterous.

The most difficult thing to find in the world is the word talent. It is true that hard work can make up for one's weakness, but if you worry too much, your hands and feet will be chained, how can you get up dexterously.

The third senior brother has a pure mind and is not disturbed by external objects. Others seem to be a bit dull, but in my father's eyes, he is a rare genius.

My father has never touched the Ruthless Art in more than ten years, and the seventh level of mental state is still at the third level, and there will probably be no breakthrough in the future.

Jianya has now become the retreat place for the third senior brother, and others are not allowed to enter Jianya without my father's permission to disturb the third senior brother.

He has devoted himself to practicing swords for more than two months, and has not left the customs for more than 70 days and nights. Speaking of which, he really misses him.

Eldest senior brother is newly married Yan Er, who has violated the Tai Sui at some point, and his life is not harmonious.

Miss Yun Er was also raised at home. Compared with her boudoir in the capital, Cuifeng Mountain is like a wilderness.Without the hordes of servants and maidservants, she had to learn how to make a fire, cook and clean the bed by herself.No matter how much the elder brother cherishes her, he doesn't always have time to be by his wife's side every day. As time goes by, the husband and wife will inevitably have quarrels.

Xie Ling and I came back from the city that day, and happened to bump into my sister-in-law and her dowry maid on the mountain road.The little girl was about ten years old, with big bags and small bags on her shoulders, she followed behind her sister-in-law with low eyebrows, her hands and face were flushed from the cold.

I've passed away, and I'm going back to my mother's house.

The two of us couldn't help but talk about bringing her back to Jianzong, so we had to split up, Xie Ling persuaded her kindly, and I flew up the mountain to find the elder brother.

Not only did he find the senior brother, but he also met the third senior brother whom he hadn't seen for a long time.

I had something on my mind, so I first whispered the urgent matter to the elder brother's ear.The always good-tempered elder brother's face suddenly changed, he left the table and led a horse down the mountain.

The third senior brother talked with my father for a long time in the library pavilion, but it was my father who came out first.He seemed to be in a hurry to leave, but he didn't notice me beside the bushes.

I stared at his back for a few moments, then stepped on the wooden steps to the attic.

179.

It was wrapped heavily in winter, and as soon as I stepped on it, the third senior brother would definitely be able to detect someone breaking in.

The wind was blowing in the Library Pavilion, and he was wearing very little clothes, so I took a few steps to look for him: "Brother, don't you feel cold in such little clothes?"

After a long time, the third senior brother turned around slowly, but ignored me.

Closing the ancient book with his fingers, he put the book back on the shelf. He glanced at me through the light, then quickly looked away, and said in a cold voice: "Little brother."

He always looked so indifferent, and I didn't think there was any difference. Diandianer ran over and flicked aside the miscellaneous books with his sleeve, and sat in front of him.

"Brother, you've lost a lot of weight." I glanced at his smoother silhouette, sighed, and pointed to my face, "Look, my mother just said two days ago that I've gotten rounder again. It's all my fault Xie Ling, you drag me to eat this and that all day long, if only senior brother would practice sword with me, I won't give birth to these extra pounds."

He hummed softly from his throat, and I was not discouraged, I followed his eyes and saw his slender blue and white knuckles.The fingertips are full of scars caused by practicing exercises, which can be seen as fresh injuries at a glance.

I quickly grabbed his fingers, and when I touched the flesh, it was even more icy cold, and it didn't seem cold at all.

"It's such a cold day, my father is so cruel." I breathed into my palms, rubbed them to warm them up, and warmed the third senior brother's hands. Don’t get up too early to be too late to practice those ruthless formulas.”

The third brother looked down at me and said softly, "No need."

……Ugh.

I raised my face to look at him, and finally realized dully that the third senior brother seemed to be in a bad mood.

What's the matter?

It can only be that the practice is not going well.

But this is the most difficult to comfort.

Gusts of cold wind blew into the half-closed windows, rattling the wooden panes.

I couldn't help but sniffed.

The third senior brother pulled out his fingers and closed the window tightly.

He wears so little, at this moment it is no different than in the meditation room half a year ago, and there is no extra coat to add to my body.

A person always wants to reciprocate, I thought about it, leaned forward and took his hand again, lowered my eyes and said: "Senior brother, I am very useless, I can't do anything for you, such as adding clothes and quilts Little things can always be done.”

The third senior brother's gaze was slightly lowered, and his eyes circled back and forth on the Bogu shelf.

"Senior brother, do you remember, when you were in Lingxiao Mountain Villa, you told me that there is no need to thank each other between brothers."

"remember."

"Well, let me tell you now, don't keep everything in your heart, no matter what, I'm willing to share it with you."

The plan to care for saw-mouth gourds starts immediately.

It's not that I'm talking too much, but a worry from the bottom of my heart.

Such a pure person who practices martial arts will always dig into a dead end, I'm afraid that he... will follow the old path of the second senior brother.

"Senior Brother, I will visit you at Jianya every half a month from now on. Is that all right? I'll bring you some food. If it disturbs your sword practice, you don't have to worry about me, just tell me."

The third senior brother was silent for a long time, and responded in a low voice.

"it is good."