In the morning, he taught the two of them how to hold a pen and practice calligraphy. Lang Jue studied it very seriously. After all, he is a modern person who is accustomed to using a pen and keyboard.

Time flies so fast while studying.

At noon, the two went back to their rooms to rest, and Lang Jue lay down on the bed tiredly for a while.

After a while, he finally got up uneasy and came to the door of Ji Liuxuan's room, raised his hand and knocked lightly on the door, then put his ear to it to hear if there was any movement.He made up his mind that if no one came to answer the door, he would go back first.

With a "squeak", the door was quickly opened.Langjue was taken aback, "You...you didn't sleep?"

Ji Liuxuan noticed Langjue's sneaky tricks.

Ji Liuxuan frowned and looked at him, "What are you doing?"

"I, I'll come and see you." Langjue acted like a little daughter-in-law.

"What do I use you to see?" Ji Liuxuan was not polite.

"Um...you looked bad when you were eating, do you feel better now?"

"I'm fine, don't worry about it." Ji Liuxuan closed the door with a "slap".

Langjue shook her shoulders in fright, and as expected, she slumped again. Langjue pursed her lips and walked away bored.

In the afternoon, according to the agreement, Buyu will teach them a set of boxing techniques.

Langjue remembered watching TV dramas in the past, no matter whether the master taught his apprentice boxing or sword practice, he would finish the practice by himself, and then ask the apprentice, "Do you remember?"

The apprentice will definitely say, "Remember!"

Then he also performed the moves of his master just now with a "swipe" movement without falling to the ground.

When Langjue was young, he was ignorant and always thought with inferiority, are all martial arts practitioners child prodigies?Why did I read it myself, but didn't remember it at all? qaq

Thinking about myself at that time, I was really stupid enough!

Silently, he didn't teach them like in the TV series, but even though he taught them each move separately, the speed was not too slow.A set of boxing is taught at once, and it doesn't matter whether they remember it or not.

Fortunately, Langjue and Ji Liuxuan are not ordinary people. Although the amount of information they receive at a time is huge, they can still barely keep up with the progress of Silence by virtue of their memory surpassing that of ordinary children.

Especially Ji Liuxuan!The movements of this boxing method are very basic, and he knows many moves, so he only needs to remember the order of these moves.

With the foundation of many years of martial arts training in his previous life, he was able to punch this set of punches beautifully in a short while.

Although Langjue remembered the moves, his movements were relatively slow, not as smooth as Ji Liuxuan.But he is still punching hard, he can't let Ji Liuxuan look down on him!

Ji Liuxuan had no interest at first, this set of boxing was too easy and boring for him.But when he saw how desperate Lang Jue was, he cheered up again.

His goal is to defeat the martial arts leader Lan Shengtian!How can there be any slack?

To him in his previous life, this set of punches was indeed trivial.But what about him now?The speed and strength are not worth mentioning compared with before.Ji Liuxuan began to increase his strength irritably, he had to make this weak body strong again!Only when he is strong, he doesn't have to live in a dark corner like a cockroach.Only when he is strong can he seek revenge from the Lan family!

No matter how boring it is, he has to keep hitting it over and over again!Without wasting time and effort, how could martial arts improve by an inch?

Although he really wanted to learn a peerless magic skill right now to crush Lan Shengtian to ashes, but this was obviously unrealistic.

Just wait a little more patience!Ji Liuxuan comforted his murderous heart that was ready to move, and the movements of his hands became more and more violent.

Silently watching from the sidelines, he was slightly satisfied with the attitude of the two of them practicing martial arts.After watching it for a while, I went to prepare dinner with confidence.

After dinner, Langjue went back to the room to review the characters that Buyu taught them this morning. Although he could understand most of the traditional characters, it was still a bit difficult to write them out in a good stroke.

Langjue unfolded the rice paper, grabbed the brush and carefully practiced the calligraphy stroke by stroke.This is what Ji Liuxuan saw after stepping in from the door. The serious appearance of the boy is really pleasing to the eye from the side, but when Ji Liuxuan walks up to him and looks down... Ji Liuxuan thinks, that It's really better not to watch it!

The corners of Ji Liuxuan's eyes twitched slightly, "What are you doing?"

Langjue kept moving, and said in a serious tone, "Practice calligraphy!"

"Practice calligraphy? I thought you were drawing tadpoles."

Langjue was startled, then raised her head pitifully, "Xuan'er, how can you say such hurtful things?"

Ji Liuxuan shivered, and said angrily: "Shut up! Who allows you to call me that?"

Langjue was not at all angry, "Xuan'er, which one of us is with whom? Still need permission to see each other like this? You can also call me Xiaojuejue!" He blinked as he spoke.

Ji Liuxuan wanted to poke his eyes, but thinking of Langjue's future use, he still resisted the urge to beat him up.

Taking a deep breath, Ji Liuxuan desperately tried to divert his attention, he asked: "What is that lump?"

Langjue looked over, pretending to be aggrieved and said: "Xiao Xuanxuan, how can you refer to your own name as a pile of shit?"

Even though he was as calm as Ji Liuxuan, he couldn't help opening his eyes wide.

"You said that lump...is my name?" Ji Liuxuan almost lost his language function.

Langjue shook her head with a "tsk tut tut", "Xiao Xuanxuan, I didn't mean you. If you have time, you should read more books to enrich yourself. It's terrible to be uneducated, you know? Look at you, even your own name Can't recognize it."

Ji Liuxuan didn't know that Langjue was just making the most common joke in the 21st century, so he listened to it.

He looked at Lang Jue in disbelief, and roared loudly: "Is it my fault for not being able to recognize?"

Lang Jue dug his ears, spread his hands, "Blame me?"

"Don't blame you, who do you blame?" Ji Liuxuan continued to growl.

"It's not my fault. I don't know if it's because the weather is too cold or I punched too hard before. My hands are always shaking." Lang Jue touched his right hand aggrievedly.

Ji Liuxuan watched in silence for a while, then suddenly grabbed Langjue's right hand, and said, "I'll grab your handwriting, watch it, my name will be written like this..."

Langjue stared blankly at the little hand covering his right hand, so beautiful and soft, he couldn't take his eyes off it.

With this little hand holding him, his right hand was indeed much more stable, and he couldn't help it, and his heart also became more stable.

It is this hand that will set off a bloodbath in the martial arts world in the future, will grasp the sword that seals evil that countless people dream of, and will also... Lang Jue thought of Ji Liuxuan's harem, and gradually fell into his own thoughts.

Here, Ji Liuxuan's obsessive-compulsive disorder was attacking, because he always felt that it was not perfect, so he took the trouble to rewrite Langjue's hand over and over again.

The night passed silently like this.

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