Words must die [Comprehensive martial arts]

Disciples of the Tang Sect are assassins by profession, so their temperament is mostly dark. They always have a cold face to the outside world. They seem to reject people thousands of miles away and are extremely difficult to get along with.

But that's just the appearance.

Gu Shenyan felt that this young man was somewhat similar to the Tang Sect disciple he had come into contact with, not only because of their similar temperament, and the same paralyzed face, but most importantly, because of their eyes.

Mencius said: There is nothing better than the eyes that exist in people.

That is to say, to see a person is to look at the eyes.

Of course, this sentence may not apply to everyone, but Gu Shenyan believes that it is indeed more accurate to judge a person's character from the eyes than from the face.

And the little red eyes, at first glance, look like a pool of stagnant water, a little too deep, but if there is a slight mood swing, it can be seen clearly.

The mind is surprisingly easy to understand, and you don't even need to guess.

He had also felt this kind of contrast in that Tang Sect disciple.

"...Thank you."

After a brief moment of surprise, Yidianhong retracted her gaze, lowered her eyes and thanked Gu Shenyan in a low voice.

Perhaps because he had been in a coma for too long, his voice was a little hoarse.

Gu Shenyan found that his way of pronunciation is also very unique, especially short and deep, neither pleasant nor unpleasant, but it will definitely be impressive.

"It's just a little effort." Gu Shenyan smiled and turned his head to look aside.

Baozi was walking towards here with his clothes in his arms.

It was one of the few black robes in Gu Shenyan's closet. After buying it, he hadn't worn it a few times. The style was relatively loose, so it should fit him just right.

Facts have proved that Gu Shenyan's vision is indeed good.

Dianhong is taller than Gu Shenyan, and the clothes fit him very well, making his figure extraordinarily slender and tall.

Those wide shoulders, narrow waist and long legs are really enviable to look at.

Baozi couldn't help but smacked his lips, turned his head and asked his boss in a low voice: "I will drink an extra bowl of bone broth every day, will I be able to grow as tall as him in the future?"

Well, Gu Shenyan told him that if he insisted on drinking bone broth, he would grow his body.

So now he basically drinks a big bowl every day.

But the effect seems not as obvious as expected?

Maybe it's because you haven't been drinking enough?

Gu Shenyan glanced at Baozi, which was less than 1.4 meters tall, and then at Little Red, who was half a head taller than himself. It was hard to say yes against conscience.

Height can't be forced, it mainly depends on innate conditions.

As far as Baozi's innate condition is concerned, no matter how hard he tries to make up for it the day after tomorrow, he may not be able to break through the 1.7-meter barrier.

Want to have at least 1.8 meters five with the same style of long legs?impossible.

Gu Shenyan's silence made Baozi extremely depressed, he drooped his head, muttered in frustration and unwillingness: "I don't care, anyway, I will drink an extra bowl of bone broth every day from today on."

Maybe it didn't work.

But if you don't even try it, it's even more impossible.

Gu Shenyan raised his hand and rubbed his little boy's head, and said pamperingly: "All right, you can drink as much as you want, but if you eat too much at night, you can't just rest and do more exercise. "

"Then boss, can you take me with you when you go to sword practice?"

Baozi's eyes lit up, and his little thoughts immediately became active: "I promise I won't disturb you, just watch from afar!"

Baozi, who was lucky enough to witness his boss's swordplay last night, said that although he couldn't understand it, it didn't stop him from admiring his boss crazily.

The way the boss looks with a sword is really super handsome.

Just looking at it makes my heart beat.

practice sword?

Standing aside, a little red eyes flickered, subconsciously looking at Gu Shenyan's hand hanging by his side.

The skin on his hands was as white as snow, his fingers were long and slender, the pads of his fingers were vaguely covered with a thin layer of calluses, his joints were slightly protruding, and his nails were neatly trimmed—it was indeed the hands of a swordsman.

But his appearance was too deceptive, and his aura was well concealed.

If he hadn't heard Baozi mention the word "practicing swords", and then noticed Gu Shenyan's hands, a little red would never have noticed that the young man in white clothes exuding elegance in front of him was also a martial arts practitioner.

This person's cultivation must be far above his own.

A little red expression moved slightly, and a scorching light suddenly radiated from his eyes——

The aura on his body also became fierce in an instant, the sword energy was vigorous, and the sharpness was revealed!

Gu Shenyan, who was about to nod his head and agree to his little boy's request, trembled slightly, and looked sideways at the young man in black with a sword.

A little red face raised the hand holding the sword expressionlessly, and his gaze was firm: "I wonder if your Excellency would like to enlighten you?"

steamed stuffed bun:"……???"

what is this?

Why did this person suddenly assume such a posture of wanting to do something out of nowhere? !

Gu Shenyan smiled, then shook his head resolutely.

"No."

There was a clear look of disappointment on a little red face.

"Why?"

If it were someone else, a little red might force the opponent to make a move, but facing Gu Shenyan, he really couldn't make such a move.

One is because Gu Shenyan has saved his life, and the other is because of respect, respect for a strong enough swordsman.

But he still wanted to ask why the other party was unwilling to do anything.

"There are many reasons, but it's too much trouble to explain."

Gu Shenyan said seriously: "You just need to know that I'm not in the mood to fight with you right now."

A little red: "..."

Not in the mood now?What about after that?

"Eat first." In order to prevent the other party from continuing to ask questions, Gu Shenyan waved his hand, and simply turned his head and left, "If there is anything else, we can talk about it after dinner."

There was not much business in the store today, so in order not to waste those fresh vegetables, Gu Shenyan simply made assorted cold dishes. The staple food was boat porridge, paired with chicken pancakes.

The biggest feature of assorted cold dishes is that they are flexible and diverse, and there is no fixed requirement for ingredients. As long as they are not incompatible foods, they can be eaten in dishes.

Its method is also very simple, no tedious frying, steaming, stewing and frying are required. Vegetables that can be eaten directly only need to be cut into a beautiful and suitable size for the entrance. Vegetables that need to be processed before eating can also be simply boiled , so it can retain the original taste and nutrition of vegetables to the greatest extent.

Served with hot and sour sauce, the taste is refreshing and sweet, and it is extremely appetizing.

The chicken biscuits are petite in shape, and each one only weighs two to three bites, but the content is extremely rich.

The yellow-brown outer layer is crispy and fragrant, and the filling is fat and soft, with both salty and sweet flavors. During the chewing process, you can taste the spicy aroma of minced garlic, the fresh aroma of southern milk, the oily aroma of sesame seeds, and the sweetness of fat meat. Fragrance... the taste is wonderful, and the aftertaste lingers for a long time.

After eating a piece of chicken biscuits, and then taking a sip of steaming porridge, the satisfaction is beyond words.

The porridge, which has been simmered for nearly half an hour, is sticky and rotten. It tastes fresh and sweet, and has a rich aroma. It is also a combination of fresh shrimp, fish fillets, chopped green onions, egg shreds, jellyfish, peanut kernels, puffy skin, and fried dough stick crumbs. The taste of other raw materials, and at the same time have a crisp and smooth taste, it is nothing more than a miniature feast.

Baozi took a mouthful of cake and a mouthful of porridge, and his mouth never stopped from the beginning to the end, and he had long forgotten his bold words before.

Why eat only half full for dinner and have to save your stomach to drink bone soup?

……

Did he ever say that?

Why don't you have any impression?

……

Although there was still no expression on the red face of Gu Shenyan's culinary art for the first time, his eyes kept flickering, and his heart was obviously not as calm as it looked on the outside.

It was the best meal he had ever had in his life.

It was so delicious that it even overturned some of his previous perceptions.

He had always believed that food was just a necessity to sustain life, as long as it could fill his stomach, whether it was delicacies from mountains and seas or dry food with white water, there was no difference in essence.

but now?

How could there be no difference!

Ordinary food can only satisfy people's appetite, but really delicious food to the extreme can also make people feel satisfied and fulfilled beyond words.

The nerve that was used to keeping tense all the time relaxed inadvertently, and there was a rare peace in my heart.

A little red suddenly felt very lucky.

Because many killers may only experience this peaceful feeling at the moment of death.

After dinner, Gu Shenyan didn't hurry to go out to practice sword, but dismissed his little buddy and called Shang Dianhong to the backyard.

"Do you know why I don't want to fight with you?"

Leaping over the young man standing opposite him, Gu Shenyan cast his eyes on the flowerbed behind him, and said meaningfully: "Your current physical condition is like a plant that looks vibrant on the outside, but its roots have begun to rot. flowers."

When he was applying medicine to a little red, Gu Shenyan accidentally saw the scars on his body.

New, old, deep, shallow, those criss-crossing scars covered almost every inch of his skin.

Out of curiosity, Gu Shenyan felt his pulse.

But the result shown by the pulse condition is obviously not optimistic.

"Perhaps it's just a seemingly ordinary breeze that will destroy what little life there is left." Gu Shenyan explained the reason for his refusal without being euphemistic——

He was afraid that if he accidentally lost control of his strength, he would kill a little red.

A little red: "..."

So to sum it up, you mean you think I'm too weak to fight?

The author has something to say: Lao Gu: No, no, I'm just afraid that I'm too powerful.

ps: I didn’t pay attention when I wrote it before, there is a bug in the height setting, thanks to the two cute reminders of Orange and Potato Chip Fish, it has been revised.