[Comprehensive martial arts] Cannon fodder woman

In the following days, Linghu Chong stayed in the valley and began to use the Nine Yin Manual to heal his wounds.He suffered from serious internal injuries, and he could not heal overnight, so he and Lu Xiaoman got along very well for a while.

When he first found out that the two of them were in a master-student relationship, he was also taken aback, but he didn't make any rude moves and quickly accepted it.

In addition to healing, he will also help with what he can do, such as chopping firewood, carrying water, washing and cooking.After discovering that there was a Yaoqin in Lu Xiaoman's room, Linghu Chong undoubtedly became more interested.

Blooming flowers blooming like brocades, trees lined with shade, the sun was just right on this day, a quiet piano sound suddenly rose from the valley, and soon after, another flute sound followed, hovering and rising.Although the sound of the flute was slightly stagnant, it carried a sense of unrestrained and uninhibited, while the sound of the piano was always calm, upright, gentle and elegant.

The sound of the piano is getting higher, but the sound of the flute is lower;After a while, the main tune of the qin's sound changed, only the sound of ding ding ding ding began to accompany, while the sound of the flute became louder and louder, and suddenly there was a sharp sound, and the two stopped at the same time.

This melody of qin and flute harmony is exactly the "Swordsman" created by Liu Zhengfeng and Qu Yang in the past, but the people who perform it are different, and the meaning expressed is also very different.That day, Qu Yang's piano rhyme was impassioned and passionate, which made people's blood boil; while Lu Xiaoman's performance was soft and elegant, which made people feel refreshed.

Linghu Chong stroked the jade flute in his hand, his face was joyful at first, and then he sighed:

"Although Miss Yingying gave me this jade flute, but my level is limited, and I really can't play the rhyme of this song "Swordsman"."

Lu Xiaoman plucked the strings twice, but did not answer his words, Linghu Chong also fell into complicated thoughts...

Although the two of them didn't speak for a while, sitting and standing in the beautiful valley, the sunlight mottled the shadows of the trees, and the breeze blew through the willow branches. Looking from a distance, it was also an extremely pleasing picture. .

And Lin Pingzhi, who came back from practicing sword, followed the sound of the piano and just approached, what he saw was this scene.

He paused slightly, and suddenly felt an indescribable sense of anxiety in his heart, and the joy that he had just made progress in the practice disappeared in an instant.

"master."

He first stood quietly for a while, suppressing these weird emotions, and then came over and saluted Lu Xiaoman, then looked at Linghu Chong, and said with concern in his usual tone:

"Brother Linghu, are you feeling better?"

"Thank you Brother Lin for your concern, I feel much better today."

Linghu Chong looked very happy, and asked,

"Brother Lin finished his practice today?"

Lin Pingzhi nodded and didn't say much. After all, it involves martial arts techniques and the inheritance of masters. These are relatively sensitive topics in the world.In order not to cause trouble, ordinary martial arts people will not go out of their way to pry into other people's privacy.Therefore, although Linghu Chong lived here for so many days, he had never wandered around the bamboo forest and waterfall where Lin Pingzhi practiced his sword. Because of this, neither of them knew that the other could use Dugu Nine Swords.

The two successors of Dugu Qiubai actually met in this situation, Lu Xiaoman thought wickedly: When the truth comes out, what expressions will these two people have?

Linghu Chong and Lin Pingzhi felt cold, and changed the topic tacitly. The three of them chatted for a while, and returned together.

One day, when Linghu Chong went there for some unknown reason, Lu Xiaoman had a sudden whim and sneaked into the green bamboo forest to check on Lin Pingzhi's progress.She thought that she would see him practicing diligently, but she didn't expect that he was sitting on the grass with his head down, his hands were constantly moving, and he was tinkering with something.

Lu Xiaoman was surprised for a while, thinking: My God, the sun is coming out from the west, Lin Pingzhi is still lazy?

She walked lightly and tiptoed behind him, looked over, and found that he was holding a bamboo cut in his left hand and a small knife in his right hand, poking holes in it intently.

"...What are you doing?"

Lu Xiaoman looked at it for a long time in a daze, and couldn't help asking.

Lin Pingzhi's hand holding the knife trembled, he stood up quickly, turned to face the person behind him, and at the same time quickly put the things in his hand behind his back.

"Master, Master..."

"Don't hide, you can see everything, why don't you practice your sword well, why are you poking bamboo here?"

Lu Xiaoman was speechless.

Lin Pingzhi's face gradually turned red, spreading to the tips of his ears:

"I... uh..."

He faltered for a while, looked up at her, seemed to muster up his courage, and finally said:

"I want to be a bamboo flute."

Lu Xiaoman seemed even more puzzled, seeing this, Lin Pingzhi added:

"I want to learn flute, master, teach me."

"Since when did you become interested in rhythm?"

She looked him up and down suspiciously, until Lin Pingzhi blushed.

"Hmph, it looks like something tricky."

"No no."

Lin Pingzhi quickly shook his head and waved his hands, only to realize that the bamboo and the knife in his hands were exposed, and quickly put them on his back again.

"Okay, take it out."

She snatched the bamboo branch that Lin Pingzhi slowly handed out, and while fiddling with it, she muttered,

"If you want to learn flute, just buy one, why bother doing it yourself..."

Lin Pingzhi stood obediently aside, with a smile overflowing from his eyes when he heard this, he touched his head and smiled foolishly:

"I think...it will be more meaningful if you do it yourself."

Although Lu Xiaoman didn't seem very happy, and there was a little impatience on his face, but for some reason, Lin Pingzhi silently looked at her vivid, rosy face, and the boredom in his heart suddenly disappeared these days. Swept away, the corners of his mouth raised unconsciously.

On the way back, the two met Linghu Chong who came back from another direction. He was even more exaggerated, holding a piece of wood in his hand, carving while walking, and he was not afraid of falling.

Lu Xiaoman and Lin Pingzhi looked at each other, walked forward and asked:

"Did you two agree?"

Hearing this, Linghu Chong looked up, only to find the two people standing in front of him, but they still looked confused:

"……what?"

She pinched her chin, looked back and forth between the two, and said to herself:

"You two must have communicated in advance, do you want to compare whose knife skills are better?"

Lin Pingzhi pursed his lips, tried his best to hold back his smile, and looked at Lu Xiaoman with a pair of innocent eyes, while Linghu Chong beside him was even more at a loss:

"Miss Lu, what are you talking about?...Sword skills?"

Lin Pingzhi is in a happy mood now, and Linghu Chong is more pleasing to the eye. Seeing his stupid appearance, he couldn't help but sympathetically stepped forward to make a rescue:

"Brother Linghu, what are you carving?"

However, Linghu Chong blushed in a rare way, and quickly hid the wood in his hand behind his back. The routine was almost the same as that of Lin Pingzhi:

"No, nothing."

But Lu Xiaoman had already seen the rough facial outline with a quick glance, which was obviously a woman's appearance.She raised her eyebrows, decided not to pay attention to these two inexplicable weirdos, and turned around with a soft snort:

"You two can discuss it slowly by yourselves, I will not accompany you."

Two days later, Lin Pingzhi's bamboo flute was almost finished, and Linghu Chong's wooden statue hadn't been carved yet.He held a small piece of wood all day long, except for one or two hours to heal his wounds, he devoted all his time to it, almost to the point of forgetting to eat and sleep, and the jade flute was also thrown aside and stopped playing. At this time, Lin Pingzhi was quite happy.

Linghu Chong's body gradually improved, and his internal strength gradually recovered. Just when he thought that such a comfortable and comfortable life in seclusion was about to become the norm, one day, an unexpected visitor suddenly broke into the Peach Blossom Formation.

"Young Master Linghu! Young Master Linghu! Are you there! Come out!"

The man wanted to break in directly, but he didn't expect that this unremarkable peach grove was so powerful that he trapped her. As a last resort, she could only shout loudly.

Linghu Chong, who was nestling in the room and carrying out his great carving work, also heard this voice, he was taken aback, and whispered to himself:

"Blue Phoenix?"

When Linghu Chong walked out of the room, he saw Lu Xiaoman standing outside, so he hurried over to explain the situation to her:

"The man in the forest is my friend, and I invited Miss Lu..."

Lu Xiaoman nodded, and walked out without waiting for him to finish speaking. After a while, she brought back a woman in Miao costume.

The woman was about 20 years old, with yellowish skin and huge eyes.He was dressed in colorful clothes and silver ornaments on his head, but his feet were bare.Her voice is soft and gentle, extremely sweet, even when she is in a hurry, she is very charming, which is much better than her appearance.

"Great, Mr. Linghu, I finally found you, come with me!"

When she saw Linghu Chong, she was overjoyed and pulled his sleeve to take him away.

Linghu Chong was inexplicably surprised, quickly pulled her back, and said strangely:

"Wait, what happened?"

"In order to help you obtain the "Yi Jin Jing", the saint went to Shaolin alone, but was trapped by those bald donkeys!"

Lan Fenghuang said in an urgent tone, she was very anxious at first, but seeing Linghu Chong didn't seem to be paying attention, she calmed down a little bit, and suddenly noticed Lu Xiaoman standing beside her, she thought of something, and suddenly snorted coldly One sound:

"It's good for you. You must be very happy here with a beautiful lady!"

Linghu Chong was very worried when he heard about Ren Yingying's accident, but he didn't expect that Lan Fenghuang would misunderstand him and Lu Xiaoman.He immediately glanced at Lu Xiaoman's face, and reprimanded in a low voice:

"Don't talk nonsense! Miss Lu is my savior, without her, I would have died long ago!"

Lan Fenghuang was taken aback for a moment, then pouted reluctantly:

"I said the wrong thing, okay!"

She glanced at Lu Xiaoman again, and continued to say to Linghu Chong,

"Master Linghu, don't talk about this, when are we going to save the saint?"

Linghu Chong frowned and pondered for a moment, then turned to Lu Xiaoman and said:

"Miss Lu, Miss Yingying took risks for me, and now I am in trouble, I should go to rescue her. Thank you and Brother Lin for taking care of her during this time, please tell Brother Lin, I will come back to formally report to you after this matter is over. Thank you."

Lu Xiaoman nodded and smiled at him:

"Your body has almost recovered, and the journey is smooth. See you in the future."

After sending Linghu Chong and Lan Fenghuang out of the peach blossom formation, Lu Xiaoman stood there for a while.She glanced at the corpse of the poisonous snake and centipede that would immediately freeze to death as soon as she approached her within two steps, and recalled the provocative look in Lan Fenghuang's eyes before she left, and couldn't help shaking her head and smiling slightly.

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Thank you little sunshine angel for mine, thank you, meh~!