refuse to be a teacher

Cheng Bi's face froze, he never expected that Yan Jue would be such a generous and generous man.After thinking about it, among those iron swords and wooden swords stored in the Zhenjiantai, which one is not Yi Shangxian's favorite thing that has been treasured for a long time?Now that Yan Jue said he wanted to give it to others, he just tore it off and gave it to others. How could he, a disciple of the gatekeeper from elsewhere, accept it at will?

So, Cheng Bi picked up the light and thin wooden sword and held it in his arms. He didn't take it away for a while, and it didn't matter if he didn't take it back.

Seeing that he was still in a daze, Yan Jue said, "Why, are you still afraid?"

Cheng Bi is a sincere person, always answering every question: "Yes, I'm a little afraid, the master regards the sword as his life, and he definitely doesn't like others to mess around with the things here."

Yan deceived: "Well, I really don't like it."

Cheng Bi's sword-holding hands trembled suddenly, and a bead-sized bead of sweat slowly dripped down his face silently.

Yan Jue said again: "But if you take it, he won't do anything to you."

Cheng Bi seemed to choke heavily, and then shook his hand again and again with a sense of panic, saying: "No, no, this is too...too much, if it makes Master angry, it's not good. "

"Stop talking nonsense."

A pair of big hands with well-defined joints pushed the door outward forcefully, with a creak, the falling snow immediately poured in and filled the room with cold.Yan Jue stood above the stone steps outside the long corridor, pointed at the empty courtyard behind the sword-suppressing platform, and said to Cheng Bi, "Can you master the sword?"

Xue Lan followed slightly startled, but saw that Yan Jue's expression was indifferent, without any trace of happiness or anger, so she couldn't help but followed and remained silent.

Cheng Bi couldn't figure out what the little uncle in front of him was thinking, so he just replied dully: "I know a little bit."

Yan Jue folded his arms and said, "Show me."

Cheng Bi nodded, no more excuses after all, and stepped into the snow-covered yard with a deep step and a shallow step, making a rustling sound all the way.

Yan Jue also followed slowly.Halfway through the walk, he suddenly saw that apprentice dog was still frozen in the threshold, with a listless look on his face, so he turned around and called him in a low voice: "Come here, too."

Xue Lan started to commit another crime because she was probably full of jealousy.He has followed Yan Jue for more than seventeen years, but he has never received the personal swordsmanship taught by him with all his heart.So to this day, Xue Lan's pheasant swordsmanship is still some terrible thing created by himself, and it is basically useless at critical moments.

And what about Cheng Bi?But seeing that his movements of dancing sword in the snow are green and clumsy, but never lacking in lightness and elegance, perhaps he has learned more or less from Yi Shangxian behind him, and his swipes and sweeps are very impressive. Yes, it is very enviable to look at.

Because Xue Lan pouted, she suddenly felt very hurt.When he tilted his head slightly, Yan Jue looked at him very seriously, and he didn't know what he thought of. After the young man in the courtyard finished his sword dance, Yan Jue was not in a hurry to praise, but indifferently Concentrating on his expression, he said to Cheng Bi in a very peaceful tone: "Your swordsmanship makes...it seems that you don't have much strength, it seems that your aptitude is a bit poor."

Xue Lan was angry because she was still alone, but when she heard this sentence, she immediately started to raise the corners of her mouth uncontrollably.

Sure enough, Cheng Bi felt even more shocked when he heard this.The whole person inevitably slumped down, like a rice seedling that was scorched and dried by the scorching sun: "It seems that I guessed correctly... Master refused to teach me how to practice swords, probably because he minded this."

"That's not necessarily true." Yan Jue shook his head and continued, "Yi Shangxian taught others, and naturally he has his own set of methods. You don't have any skills, and the swordsmanship you use is even more imaginary." It's useless to be exhausted and eager for success, if you really want to be as comfortable as your master, you still need to practice for more than ten or twenty years."

Cheng Bi was taken aback for a moment, but soon realized what he was talking about, and bowed to him again and again, "I've been educated, thank you uncle for reminding me—it's just... this wooden sword."

Yan cheated: "You can just take the wooden sword. No matter how much Yi Shangxian became obsessed with swords, his apprentice asked him to borrow one to study and practice hard. After all, it is not a bad thing."

Cheng Bi's expression changed instantly, as if he was still a little happy, he nodded and said to Yan: "Thank you, Uncle! I will report to Master tomorrow, so I have to let him know."

Yan Jue nodded, and didn't say too much to him: "...it's getting late, it's snowing outside, go back to the house to warm up."

Cheng Bi bowed to Yan Jue to salute, Xue Lan also waved goodbye to Cheng Bi twice because of meaning.Afterwards, the master and the apprentice gradually walked far away, leaving only Cheng Bi standing in the snow with a lantern in his hand, tightly clutching the ordinary thin-handled wooden sword in his arms, as if Holding a rare treasure in the world.

Later, when he turned around the winding corner of the long corridor, Xue Lan couldn't help but ask Yan Hua because he couldn't think clearly, "Why do you go out of your way to offend that bad old man Yi Shangxian for a little lack of understanding?"

Yan Jue gave him a sideways glance, and said in a low voice, "He's honest."

Xue Lan stood still again because of a thud.Yan Jue felt that he was really naive, so he simply ignored him and walked forward slowly.

So Xue Lanyin shouted behind him: "Go and accept him as an apprentice!"

Yan bully has plenty of ways to deal with him: "Okay, accept it as you say."

"..."

Xue Lan was stunned twice because of standing in the same place, and suddenly rushed up and hugged him whole, twitched him in a circle, stuffed him back into his arms and rubbed carelessly, and said, "From then on, I will be his justifiable master."

Yan bullying is not as powerful as a human being, let alone this brute mad dog apprentice, so he could only nestle in his arms and panted, "You are really... hundreds of years old, and you are still like this, are you ashamed?"

"No shame." Xue Lan said, "I've never seen you teach me swordsmanship so seriously, it's really chilling!"

Look at his aura, it's completely unreasonable.

Yan Jue sighed, and Youyou said helplessly: "You don't understand, why are you messing around?"

Xue Lan said: "What do I not understand?"

Yan Jue waved his hand, signaling Xue Lanyin to put him down.The two dawdled for a while, and barely separated a distance until they got to the door of the room.Yan Jue got into the house and lit up the charcoal basin. He always seemed to be in a hurry, while stretching out his hands to warm the fire, he leisurely said to Xue Lanyin: "Cheng Bi, this person has extremely poor aptitude, and he has no prior knowledge... Yi Shangxian's willingness to accept him as an apprentice must not be on a whim."

Xue Lanyin also followed in, and closed the door behind her backhand.

"—with a cold face and a kind heart, be kind to others."

Yan Juejian commented: "Speaking of which, it's actually quite similar to your master when he was young."

Xue Lanyin: "...Oh, so you are willing to accept him?"

"If you don't avoid this kid, he is very stupid, and he can't use a sword very well. It is not easy to teach him to be good." Yan Jue looked up at the sky outside the window. Before it stopped, the whistling sound was mercilessly terrified.

"For some people, the general direction he was born with...is determined by himself, and he has to choose how to go afterwards. But some people are meek, safe in doing things but lacking in decision-making. Most of the time, they still He needed someone to go over and give him a push—so, Yi Shangxian put Cheng Bi in Changxingju in advance, and gave him a long period of time to slowly settle down. It is also convenient for him to go further in the future Wider."

Yan Jue took a look at Xue Lanyin, and said again: "Xue Xiaomao, if at the beginning, I also picked a wooden sword from the sword-suppressing platform and threw it to you, telling you to hold it, every move in the future One style, all practiced hard, will you be willing?"

Xue Lan wanted to speak, but Yan Jue didn't give him the chance: "You said, I never taught you martial arts seriously - when we were still in the Zhushui Bamboo Forest, I placed the sword and the sword manual conspicuously enough I will let you do whatever you like, and I will never force you to learn anything.”

"...That's it, you still say you're cold." Yan Jue sat back on the bed with his waist bent, and the quilt was lifted, covering most of his knees, "Is it you or me?"

Because of the movement of her Adam's apple, Xue Lan rushed forward to hug him: "You are cold, you are cold, come, I will warm you up."

Yan Jue stretched out his hand to chase him away: "Go away, who wants you to be warm."

Xue Lan didn't move at all, and continued to rub against him: "Then you will teach me how to practice swords tomorrow morning, go to the yard to practice, and teach me by hand, so that Cheng Bi will be envious."

Yan deceived: "Are you serious about learning, or do you just want to show off?"

Xue Lan said honestly: "Show off."

"No...don't even think about it." Yan Jue began to push him desperately again, "It's not like he doesn't have a master, why bother to compete with him in everything?"

"I don't care, his master is not as good-looking as my master." Xue Lanyin leaned over and kissed the corners of his eyes, "My master teaches everything and gives me what I want."

The two covered the bed, wrapped together like dough.They were very close to each other, separated by a layer of faint flames, Yan Jue's thin cheeks were slightly rosy.

Having lost the forcible suppression brought about by the Soul Sent Curse for many years, he is no longer as pale as before.

A person who has traveled alone in the cold for too long is approaching recovery step by step.Such a change may not feel too much to him, but to Xue Lanyin who is always thinking about it, it is a kind of irreplaceable happiness and hope.

After watching this for a long time, Xue Lan's eyes inevitably felt warm.But this bastard boy of course refused to shed another tear in front of his master, so he buried his head down and wiped his face vigorously on Yan Jue's clothes.

After a while, Yan Jue really made a gesture to drive him away.The two masters and apprentices almost tossed and turned into a fight separated by a thick layer of quilt.In the end, the weak little master was caught by his ferocious dog apprentice, and he hugged him firmly and sat on his waist. The two stared at each other, neither willing to let the other.

Xue Lan said shamelessly: "Teach me how to practice sword."

Yan bullied him and ignored him.However, after a while, he seemed to think of something again, and suddenly lowered his head to stare at him and said, "...that's fine too."

Xue Lanyin's eyes lit up.

"Just now, how did you get there?" Yan Jue hooked his fingers at him, "...you just lie down and let me do it, and I will teach you how to practice swords."

"Okay, I'll listen to you."

With a wave of five fingers, Xue Lan immediately extinguished the crackling charcoal basin in the corner.

Yan deceived: "You are not allowed to get up."

Xue Lanyin smiled, and said meekly and obediently: "Understood, let you come."

In the darkness, there was only a soft slap, and the soft bedding covered the bed from head to toe, and the surrounding lights dimmed, and never came on again.