After being dressed as a scumbag, the fascination was reborn

Song Shu had a perfect beautiful face, so beautiful that it was hard to distinguish between male and female.

Master Song looked at him and thought to himself.

When he lowered his brows and eyes and wanted to show weakness to someone, that kind of pitiful beauty was natural, without the slightest pretentiousness, and even made you feel affectionate in your heart, and you couldn't help but relax your tone when you spoke, for fear that you might be shocked. to him.

He is like a beautiful canary, with a beautiful, dignified and lofty appearance, but all the shadows in his pupils are charming. The pure eyes and alluring facial features intertwine with each other, forming a pair of duplicity. book drawing.

He naturally knew how to maximize the benefits of this face, and even controlled the drooping arc of the eyelashes and the trembling range precisely, making it impossible to refuse any words that came out of his lips.

Master Song came back to his senses and took two steps back, not knowing how to refuse for a while.

Even if he knew that his appearance was fake, Master Song was still shamefully shaken.

But teaching people to practice martial arts doesn't have any effect, right?

Master Song looked around, then turned to him again: "How long have you been waiting here?"

Song Shu said with a chill in his mouth: "Not long... half an hour."

Master Song sighed, turned around and said, "Let's go."

Song Shu was stunned, looking at his back as he turned around: "Huh?"

"Don't you want to practice martial arts?" Master Song turned his head, fixed his gaze on him, and said calmly, "I'll teach you."

Song Shu looked as if he was overjoyed, he followed Master Song step by step, and tripped when he stepped into the threshold of the courtyard, Master Song stretched out his hand to help him, he lowered his eyebrows and followed the strength of the palm to stand firmly again, slender Bai Nen's pampered hands rested on Master Song's sharp knuckles, which complemented each other so well.

Song Shu said softly: "Thank you brother."

Master Song led him to the courtyard, looked around, and stopped in the center of the courtyard.

He practiced martial arts since he was a child, and occasionally went back to Beijing for a short stay. Therefore, King Jingkang turned his backyard into a small martial arts arena, and some utensils were often placed there. Swords, knives, and whips were the most common weapons.

Master Song is used to using swords and whips, and knives can also be used, but they are not flexible enough. He has a natal weapon, which was given to him by his master after he learned lightness kung fu—a reddish black long whip, with a It was covered with barbed cold light, and it was as fierce as his style to the extreme.

This whip is called black.

Speaking of which, this name was given by Song Shu himself when he ran back to the palace with a whip that night, so it was also full of literati's character.

It's a pity that even if he leaves in the future, the former high-spirited owner of this whip will never come back.

Master Song paused abruptly when he thought of this.

He seemed to have been stuck in a misunderstanding before, but if he got out of this misunderstanding... he would find many problems.

The "Original Owner" after the age of 17 is very different from the "Original Owner" before the age of 17. He has never been able to figure out why such a big change will occur before and after a person, but now thinking about it, if the one after the age of 17 is no longer Where is the real "original owner"?

...Maybe that was also a time traveler, but he came much earlier than him.

He may be the third owner of this body.

Master Song took off the long whip pinned to the utensil rack, withdrew his divergent thoughts, and tilted his head to signal Song Shu to choose one. The expression on his face did not change because of the horrifying guess just now: "Choose one, which one is easy to use Which."

Song Shuyi took a step forward, looking around the various weapons, as if he was a little embarrassed: "Just learn some simple basic self-defense techniques...can I use a dagger?"

"Dagger?" Song Shimei raised lightly, "There is no dagger here."

Song Shu paused, and lowered his voice a bit: "...It's my birthday gift from my brother."

Master Song found out the part of giving the birthday gift from his memory, and he was silent for a while, guilty of looking away under Song Shu's gaze: "No snow? Use it."

This dagger was originally given to Song Shu for self-defense, so it is not surprising that Song Shu brought it close to him.

Master Song seemed to really want to teach him martial arts.

Song Shu looked at the back of the man standing in the middle of the martial arts arena with a whip in his hand, thinking casually like this.Before going on stage, he took off the cumbersome fox fur and put it in the pavilion next to him, and quietly touched the set of armbands on his wrist along his wrist bone.

No matter why Master Song is so abnormal, this is the palace, he wouldn't be so crazy to attack him, practicing martial arts with him is only good for Song Shu, and it just so happens that he is worried about someone who can teach him self-defense. The reason for bringing this up.

Following Master Song out of the capital, he can keep an eye on what happened to him, and he can also practice martial arts and self-defense by the way, killing two birds with one stone.

Song Shu walked onto the stage holding a dagger.

Master Song originally turned his back to him, but when he heard the voice, he turned his head, and his eyes swept over him like a substance. After a long while, it was not until Song Shu slowly clenched the dagger by his side that he said, "Your foot is not stable. , the footsteps are flimsy, if you want to practice martial arts, you have to start from the basic skills... such as practicing the horse stance."

"..."

A question mark slowly appeared above Song Shu's head.

Although Master Song was amused watching his reaction, he quickly changed his words: "No

It doesn't matter if you don't move forward, after all, it's too late for you to practice martial arts..."

Master Song has never taught martial arts before. He only masters skills based on body memory and memories in his head. He doesn't have much knowledge to tell. If you want to sneak attack me, try your method."

"Sneak attack?" Song Shu blinked slowly, feeling a layer of icy frost on his exposed neck, "Do you try your best?"

"Do your best, it doesn't matter if you use a dagger." After thinking for a while, Master Song added, "Don't show mercy, I can block it."

Although he didn't think Song Shu would be merciful if there was such a good opportunity.

Sure enough, the next moment Song Shu raised his dagger and stabbed at him, without hesitation, ruthless and quick, but Master Song reacted quickly, and immediately counterattacked his wrist, hitting his finger with the dagger in the blink of an eye He loosened it, and was caught by his hand just before it hit the ground.

Master Song grabbed his dagger and looked at his wrist: "...are you okay?"

Although he used a bit more force, why is a big man so careless?His wrist turned red from such a bump, and the fair complexion and red and swollen marks formed a shocking reaction. Seeing this, Master Song's eyebrows twitched.

In fact, Song Shu is fine, he just has sensitive skin, for example, the last time he soaked in the hot bath for a long time, his face was blushing, and the scars only looked scary, but in fact they didn't feel anything.

Song Shu didn't want to give up his martial arts practice because of such a trivial matter, so he shook his head, put down his sleeves and covered the armbands at the same time: "It's okay."

Master Song looked at it twice before handing the dagger back in the opposite direction, and commented: "The speed is good, but the strength is not good, and the posture is wrong. Where are you looking for on my body?"

Song Shu said: "Neck."

"The neck is indeed a very fragile part of the human body, but if you are facing me, even an ordinary person will protect his head immediately when he encounters this situation, including the neck, which is also very difficult to attack, so it is very difficult to sneak attack. Big." Song Master paused, "Forget it, I don't want to say much, I mainly don't want you to know how to sneak attack..."

"I want to hear it." Song Shu interrupted him, raising his eyes and repeating seriously, "I, I want to hear this, brother."

"..."

Master Song accepted his fate and said, "If it were me, I would choose to sneak attack on your waist and abdomen."

"why?"

"This position can't be fatal, but the opponent will quickly lose his mobility after this blow. At this time, it will be much easier to grab other important parts of him, such as the head, neck, and chest... Do you understand?"

Master Song explained in detail, Song Shu listened carefully, both of them were surprised in their hearts that the other party did not act as a demon, Song Shu simply restrained other thoughts temporarily, nodded and said: "Understood."

Master Song took a step back, raised the hand that was not holding the whip, and hooked his fingers: "Try."

In the second experiment, Song Shu still failed, and Master Song blocked his attack halfway. Under the crushing of absolute force value, any technique seemed very gimmicky.

"Your posture is wrong, lower your arms."

Master Song put away the black color in his hand, put it back around his waist, raised his hand to support Song Shu's arm, and asked him to assume the same posture as when he was attacking him just now. Accuracy is the key."

He adjusted Song Shu's posture, and quickly clapped his hands again: "Come again."

Master Song thought he would choose the method he taught him, but Song Shu took a half-turn in stabbing his waist and abdomen, and at the moment when he was about to stick it on his neck, Master Song came back to his senses. He grabbed his knuckles dangerously, and the tip of the dagger stopped half a foot in front of him, with a cold light shining on the blade, just like Song Shu's expressionless face.

For a moment, Master Song felt Song Shu's strong emotional fluctuations. It was a clear, huge killing intent that had been accumulated for a long time and finally could not help but explode.

However, Master Song blocked it.

The moment he blocked him, Song Shu, who was flickering with madness in the depths of his eyes, suddenly became docile again, and turned back into the well-behaved and gentle second son of Prince Jingkang's mansion.

Master Song breathed a sigh of relief, and his tone was full of doubts: "Aren't you following the routine?"

Song Shu took the dagger out of his hand calmly, smiled and gasped: "Didn't my brother say that a surprise attack is necessary?"

Master Song was dumbfounded: "...you really know how to apply what you have learned."

Song Shu: "Thank you for the compliment. So am I qualified now?"

Master Song thought for a while, and sighed deliberately: "It's not very good."

Song Shu looked a little disappointed.

Master Song continued with a smile, "But it's not bad in the new hands."

Master Song didn't doubt that Song Shu really wanted to kill him just now, but the time he lost control was too short. Soon he used his reason to control his killing intent and restrained his edge. However, seeing the sharp dagger When coming head-on, Master Song's back was also subconsciously soaked.

He calmed down and said, "You learned sneak attack, I was going to teach you, what about defense?"

Song Shu played with the dagger and thought for a while: "Like brother just now?"

Song Master spread his hands: "You are a novice. For the sake of fairness, I don't use weapons. My hand is a dagger. As long as you block my attack, you will be considered successful."

Song Shu nodded.

Master Song could notice that his whole body tensed up instantly when he said those words just now, but he glanced up and down, but he didn't choose the waist, abdomen or neck he taught Song Shu just now, but stretched his legs directly. sweep--

Song Shu quickly dodged to one side. Because he was tense and caught off guard, he didn't have time to pay attention to the direction he was avoiding. His body was frozen in a backward posture. , Master Song stretched out his hand again, and the second after it was about to land on his abdomen, Song Shu subconsciously turned sideways to block the blow.

So when the two of them reacted, Master Song's hand had already landed on his waist, Song Shu couldn't help but his legs went limp, and finally fell into Master Song's arms.

His icy hands were soaked in the chill of winter, stuck on his neck like a piece of blunt cold iron, and the whispers in his ear were like the ravings of the undead, which was creepy.

Song Shu heard him say:

"A sneak attack requires surprise. I'll return this to you."