After being pulled up by the master

The training ground of the school was built close to the mountain, and almost half of the mountainside was dug flat. The stone pillars stood tall and stood at the four corners.

Xue Wendi glanced at it hastily, and said: "The top of the stone pillar is very smooth, can it go up without the sword energy of my junior brother?"

"Ah."

Xue Si doesn't need to explain too much, Xue Wendi can understand.

Those who practice swordsmanship must go hand in hand with body skills and sword energy. Body skills are the foundation, and it is possible to practice diligently, but sword energy requires a little bit of spiritual understanding.

Xue Wendi thought for a while, and said: "The younger brothers are still young, if you give more guidance, in time, you should gain something."

"Then the important task of guiding is entrusted to you."

Xue Si said calmly, Xue Wendi didn't understand what he meant, but heard "Master" a few times, and looked again, Fu Ji led a few people towards him.

"Ready?"

Xue Si asked, and Fu Ji clasped his fists: "When you're ready, please teach me, Master."

Xue Si nodded slightly, then stood in the center of the school training ground.

There was a sword mark running east-west under his feet. Xue Wendi looked down and saw that this was the deepest one, about three inches in length, and the surrounding gravel had been cleaned up.Xue Si stood on the inside of the sword mark, and Fu Ji stood on the outside, and the sword mark naturally became the Chu River Han boundary separating the two.

"Please teach me, Master."

Fu Ji stood with his sword in hand, Xue Si said nothing, but Xue Wendi on his shoulder raised his heart.

He could see that his junior brother had some abilities.

The way down is very steady, the posture of raising the sword is neat, and the first move is to choose a direct attack, the sword is fierce and powerful, it can be said——

"It's so fierce, I didn't dare to be so reckless back then."

Xue Wendi secretly sweated for this junior brother, thinking back then, it was the first time he competed with his master, no no no, how could it be called a competition?That's why the master unilaterally beat him with a willow stick!He was so pumped that he couldn't get out of bed for three days, and he even called it a strict teacher who turned out a good apprentice.

Xue Wendi was still wondering whether Fu Ji would be beaten to the ground at the first move, or would be beaten until he cried at the third move.Unexpectedly, Xue Si just moved his toes lightly, regained his senses beautifully, and dodged Fu Ji's attack smoothly.

The opponent missed a hit, but he was not discouraged. With a turn of the sword, he chased after him again.Xue Si was not in a hurry, and played Tai Chi with him around the sword mark, wandering around but not making a move.

"Master, you point to the left to create a distance."

Xue Wendi looked at Fu Ji's sword, which had been wiped on the floor several times, and thought that Xue Siai was clean, so he kindly mentioned something.The other party did not speak, but turned sideways. Fu Ji seized the opportunity and knocked off the clay doll on his shoulder with a sword.

"Ok?"

Xue Wendi was pushed away by the sword edge, and felt a weak sword aura throwing him high into the sky. Suddenly, he turned over and was wrapped in the sword aura and hung in mid-air for a while before he began to fall.

Xue Si caught him, and took advantage of the trend to move to the left, putting distance away from Fu Ji.

"It's better than last time."

He said that he didn't show much joy, but anyone with a discerning eye could see that he was happy.

Fu Ji was even more delighted: "Thank you, Master!"

Xue Wendi looked dazedly at his sweaty junior, lying in the palm of his master, and muttered, "Master, are you using me as a target?"

"You are a big brother, so naturally you have to bear these."

Xue Si sent a voice transmission to him through the air, "How about Fu Ji?"

"The foundation is very good, but he is rigid in form, his sword moves are rigid, and he lacks agility. In actual combat, he may be at a disadvantage." Xue Wendi solemnly analyzed, "But just for a moment, he formed his own sword energy. It's priceless."

Xue Si put him on his shoulders again: "Then Cao Ruoyu will be counting on you."

"what?"

Xue Wendi was stunned again, and heard Xue Si say to Cao Ruoyu: "You lack strength in practicing swordsmanship, and you are easily broken up in the middle of the practice. In this way, I have a clay doll here. If you hit him, you will win this round."

"Ok?"

Xue Wendi was greatly shocked, Xue Si just tied a silver thread thinner than a hair around his waist, and lifted him up.

Cao Ruoyu was gearing up: "Okay! Master, take a good look!"

An ominous premonition welled up in Xue Wendi's heart.

The next moment, he was gently thrown high into the sky by Xue Si.

The silver thread was long enough for him to wind around the school's training ground three times. Xue Wendi was sealed inside the clay doll, unable to move his limbs and joints, and could only roll around stiffly.

Every time Cao Ruoyu's sword brushed against his body, he would break out in a sweat.

If the clay doll is broken, he probably won't be able to keep it.

Xue Wendi was thumping hard, and the little spiritual energy in his soul supported him to swim in mid-air. Because of the string tied around his waist, everyone thought that Xue Si was manipulating the clay doll, and they didn't suspect it.

Xue Wendi complained endlessly, it was only the second day, and he had to shoulder the burden of teaching his mentors and disciples.

It's a bit bitter.

Xue Wendi lamented, turned over neatly, and rolled down directly along the blade of Cao Ruoyu's sword, hitting the opponent's forehead with a bang.

"Ow!"

Cao Ruoyu ran backwards in pain, Xue Wendi didn't feel much better, and flew out directly, but fortunately Xue Si caught him, so he didn't fall to pieces.

"how do you feel?"

Xue Si asked.

"It hurts, Master."

Cao Ruoyu replied.

However, Xue Wendi was already dazed, stars were shining in his eyes, and he only knew how to hum.

Xue Si then said: "Let's come here today."

"Master, walk slowly."

Fu Ji and Cao Ruoyu sent him to the main hall before stopping.

"Second senior brother, did I behave badly today?"

Cao Ruoyu watched the master leave, and then carefully asked Fu Ji, who replied: "You are much better than last time, at least you can still touch that doll."

He was slightly discouraged: "Unlike me, if the master doesn't release the water, my sword will not be able to touch him at all."

Cao Ruoyu comforted: "Second senior brother, don't say that, I saw that doll stopped in mid-air for a while, maybe you have cultivated sword energy!"

Fu Ji pondered for a moment: "Then let's invite Teacher tomorrow."

"Alright, then let's go, the juniors are still waiting for us!"

After Cao Ruoyu finished speaking, he happily returned the same way. Fu Ji looked at the quiet and deserted hall again, and then left with his sword.

Xue Si went back to his bamboo hut, put Xue Wendi on the table, took the dog's tail grass, dipped it in some water, and gently swept the dust off his body.

Only then did Xue Wendi wake up from his dizziness, and when he opened his eyes, he saw his master taking off his clothes.

This would have been nothing.

Xue Wendi has been raised by Xue Si's side since he was a child. When he was four or five years old, he ran around in the valley with his bare buttocks. When he was seven or eight years old, he took a bath in the hot spring with his master. The water is used for his master's laundry and cooking for the child support workers.

He never felt that anything was wrong.

But this is out of the valley, the love has just begun, I know what avoiding suspicion is, I am a broken sleeve, I like men, so watching Master take off his clothes now, wouldn't it be a hooligan?

Xue Wendi's face flushed with shame when he thought that he was a hooligan, and he closed his eyes tightly.

However, Xue Si just took off his coat, ready to take it out and wash it.Turning around, I saw that the clay doll was smoking, and my heart tightened: "What's wrong?"

"No... nothing."

Xue Wendi faltered and said, refusing to open his eyes. Xue Si felt strange, so he pinched the dog's tail grass and swept him again: "Then why do you always close your eyes?"

Xue Wendi didn't speak, and Xue Si couldn't figure it out: "Is it convenient to talk to Master?"

"I……"

As soon as Xue Wendi opened his mouth, countless thoughts exploded in his mind.

Master has dragged himself from childhood to adulthood, and is the person who loves him the most in the world. If he explains it to him, how can he not understand?He even accepted the fact that he likes Zhong Youqi, although he ended up miserable, but...

Thinking of this, Xue Wendi quietly narrowed his eyes.I don't know if it's because of the dim candlelight at night, Xue Si's eyes are like the overflowing river water, full of warmth, and the usually light-colored lips are dyed with a faint brilliance, which makes people daydream.

Xue Wendi stuttered even more: "Master, Master... Then, what, you, next time you take off your clothes, avoid me!"

As he spoke, he didn't know if he was nervous or what, his voice was louder than usual, Xue Si was even more surprised: "Why do I avoid you?"

Xue Wendi felt hot all over: "That, that, that, that is, I like men, this, it's not good for you to undress in front of me! I, if I accidentally see you, wouldn't I be a hooligan?"

Xue Si was taken aback for a moment, and rarely laughed out loud.

Xue Wendi was dumbfounded: "Why are you laughing at me?"

"It's nothing, since you think so, then avoid it."

Xue Si didn't explain too much, but picked him up and put him on the window sill, wrapped him in a small quilt that he had prepared earlier, and then closed the window.

Xue Wendi's eyes widened, and "Kang Dang" threw himself on the window panel: "Master, why did you shut me out?"

"I'll undress and take a shower, you can bear it for now."

Xue Si suppressed a smile, "It's cold at night on this mountain, so you just make do with it."

Xue Wendi was wrapped in the small quilt with rough stitches, looked at the master's tall and tall back on the window, and suddenly sneezed.

"Then, master, after you finish washing, remember to take me back."

He was still a little bit wronged, but he didn't know what he was wronged.

The moon was shining brightly on the side of the mountain, Xue Wendi sighed, maybe this is the first step of maturity.

"Ah."

After a while, Xue Si's response came from the room.

Xue Wendi soon fell asleep again.

In his dream, he remembered the first time his master taught him how to practice swordsmanship. At that time, he was not yet four years old, and he was not as tall as a sword standing upright.The master asked him to hold the hilt of the sword, while he held his hand and taught him hand in hand.

"Small building."

Xue Si called him that.

Xue Wendi's name is Xiaolou, and in the past, this was his nickname, or the master had already thought about what name to give him before he reached the crown.

"What time is the remnant star, and the geese are swarming, and the flute sounds and people lean on the building."

Xue Wendi's sword is called Hengyan.

How concise, it solves three problems at once.

Xue Wendi thought in his dream that when he returned to himself, he would go to find Hengyan, and he didn't know where his beloved saber was thrown into.

He thought in a daze, feeling a pair of warm hands hugging him back into the house.

"Master is the best."

Xue Wendi became happy again and fell into a deep sleep.