Chu Xisheng found no one in Chu Yunyun's room.
Just as he was feeling strange, he heard a noise behind the yard. He immediately raised his eyebrows and followed the sound.
When he entered the backyard, he saw Chu Yunyun standing beside an earthen stove in front. She raised her head from the iron pot and looked at him with a dark face.
Chu Yunyun's eyes were extremely embarrassed, but she pretended to be nonchalant and threw the spatula in her hand back into the pot.
"I came back from the Taoist temple late and the canteen was closed. So I bought some food and cooked it myself, but I fried the potatoes and burned them."
Chu Xisheng looked at her face as black as the bottom of a pot, and suddenly laughed out loud, gloating about her misfortune.
But then he saw several blue cloth strips hanging on the clothesline in the corner, fluttering in the night wind.
This strip of cloth is very familiar to him——
Chu Xisheng couldn't laugh anymore, and his face suddenly sank: "You are washing clothes again? You are only causing harm to yourself, why are you touching my clothes?"
"I saw it in your room, so I washed it by the way."
Chu Yunyun scratched her face with her fingers and looked away guiltily: "Don't look at me like that, these clothes can still be used after some mending. I'll pay you for your two weird bellybands and underwear the day after tomorrow.
that is."
She has gathered her spiritual seeds and feels that her self-control ability is much stronger than before.
Chu Yunyun was very confident at the time and thought she could do it, but now it seems she was still too naive.
Obviously she has no problem fighting with others.
Chu Xisheng's face twitched: "You also ruined my vest and underwear?"
In ancient times, men wore bellybands. Chu Xisheng couldn't adapt, so he bought a piece of cloth and cut and sewed it himself.
It's pity that he is a master's student at Nanjing University. He has never touched needlework in his life. He has been studying for a long time to make these sets of men's underwear. It's a lot of trouble.
Chu Xi was angry for a while and found that she couldn't do anything to Chu Yunyun.
Can she still be beaten?
If you don't get beaten by Chu Yunyun, you will be incense.
He sighed and could only helplessly reach out and pick up the kitchen knife: "Go and fetch water to wash up, I'll cook."
He saw that there was still a lot of food left on the side.
There is also this earthen stove, which was built by Chu Xisheng and Chu Yunyun who personally directed it on the day they moved here.
Now it seems that there are still a lot of fire leaks and smoke, which need to be repaired, but it is fine for temporary use.
Chu Xisheng took a washed potato and cut it, but the more he thought about it, the more angry he became. He took the knife and chopped it hard on the chopping board, making a 'dong' sound.
"Chu Yunyun! Let me tell you, from now on, you are not allowed to touch your clothes without my permission, otherwise -"
Chu Yunyun had already picked up the pole in the corner. When she heard this, she looked at Chu Xisheng doubtfully.
Chu Xisheng's heart suddenly froze.
This cheap girl held the pole and looked back. She seemed to have the power to swallow thousands of miles with a sword.
The pole in her hand also looks like a unique weapon, comparable to Master Guan's Qinglong Yanyue Sword.
Chu Xisheng swallowed and suppressed her timidity.
In front of Chu Yunyun, he must not be cowardly, otherwise this woman will become even more lawless, and how will they live together in the future.
Chu Xisheng's thoughts were racing, and she opened her eyes with all her strength and stared back: "Believe it or not, I won't make fried potatoes with green peppers for half a month, no! I won't make fried potatoes with green peppers for a month!"
Are you scared?
For some reason, the world actually has potatoes that were introduced to China in the 16th century.
Chu Yunyun's favorite food is this, and she insists on picking the last green pepper and the last shredded potato in the bowl into her mouth every time.
Chu Yunyun smiled, then pursed her lips in grievance, then picked up the bucket and went out.
A moment later, the brother and sister were sitting at the table, eating a plate of shredded green peppers and potatoes, a plate of scrambled eggs with leeks, and a bowl of meat buns.
When Chu Xisheng cut the vegetables, she realized that most of the rice cooked by Chu Yunyun was burnt.
He was too lazy to cook anymore. It happened that the dozen roujiamo buns he had brought to the library were not touched, so he simply steamed them together and heated them up before eating them with vegetables.
It was July, the weather was hot and dry, and these roujiamo were a bit rancid after three days.
But Chu Xisheng couldn't bear to throw it away. After all, it was food bought with one tael of magic silver. They usually only ate steamed buns and were reluctant to eat this kind of meat-filled food.
"What is the origin of the picture of Yaizhan in the library?"
Chu Xisheng's words were vague. He was also very hungry. As he wolfed down his food, he asked, "There is actually a hidden intention of the sword in it."
Chu Yunyun's hand holding the vegetables stopped immediately, and she glanced at Chu Xisheng in surprise.
However, she still finished the meal with an upright posture. After putting down the bowl and chopsticks, she responded to Chu Xisheng's words: "Can you feel the intention of the knife? It seems that your understanding is much better than I thought."
Chu Xisheng looked at her doubtfully: "Not only did I feel it, but I also had some understanding. You said that I have a good understanding, but what do you mean?"
"The meaning of the sword in that picture is hidden so deeply that even people with excellent understanding cannot detect it. Otherwise, it would not have been hung in the library of Zhengyang Martial Arts Hall for hundreds of years. However, there are only a few people who have insight into the true nature of this picture.
Not much."
Chu Yunyun explained calmly: "So I asked you to memorize the texture, lines, and structure of the picture with all your strength. As long as you memorize about 80% of the whole picture and imprint it in your heart, you can trigger the sword intention while visualizing it."
Chu Xisheng couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, judging that he was by no means a good savvy person.
It was his 'Eagle Eye' that allowed him to notice every detail of the Yajuan Diagram, thereby deepening his memory.
And this cheap girl is showing off her intelligence in disguise, okay?
Since people with excellent understanding cannot notice it, then Chu Yunyun has extremely good understanding.
"You haven't said what the origin of this picture is, and why do you say it is of vital importance to us, related to life and death? I heard Ye Zhiqiu say that there is more than one picture, and there are seventy-two martial arts schools under the Wuxiang Shen Sect.
All.”
Chu Yunyun did not shy away from answering this time. She thought for a moment and then answered calmly: "About thirteen hundred years ago, the Wuxiang Divine Sect gave birth to a traitor named 'Blood-Yai Dao Lord', who created his own Divine Touch.
The Death Sword once topped the Heavenly Ranking, and was unrivaled in the world for 170 years. This picture is from his hand, recording the essence of his life's swordsmanship.
After rebelling against the sect, this person was incompatible with the Wuxiang Shen Sect, and he suffered heavy blood debts. When he emerged, he left his carved knife intention and divine will to touch the death knife to the Wuxiang Shen Sect. There are eight pictures in total, one after another. The first picture is copied.
There are more than a hundred pictures, stored in major martial arts schools. The second picture can only be accessed by the most outstanding true disciples of the martial arts schools. As for why it is so important-"
Chu Yunyun's words paused, and she stretched out her small white hand towards Chu Xisheng and pressed his left chest.
The boy's heart was beating loudly, but the frequency was much slower than that of a normal person, and his body surface temperature was also lower than that of a normal person.
She also has this characteristic, just like everyone else.
"The reason why we are alive is because of the 'Six Yin Resurrection Curse'. The so-called Six Yin Resurrection Curse is a borrowing from heaven. If you borrow something, you must repay it. Every day, we will have a certain degree of yang energy dissipating in the void. If one day, you
I have no ability to repay my debts, and I will return dust to dust and dust to dust.
There are only two ways to keep you and me alive. One is to practice the 'Yuan Yuan Gong', a secret method of Yuan Gong that is almost pure Yang. The other is to use your own martial arts and divine will to break the evil cold poison. But just to extend our lives is not enough.
Not enough, have you ever thought about whose hand this Six Yin Resurrection Curse came from?"
Chu Xisheng's heart skipped a beat and her face turned cold.
Why didn't he think about it?
In the 'Tomb of King Bawu', their resurrection process is full of mysteries. They came back to life inexplicably for no apparent reason.
I don’t even know who wrote this Six Yin Resurrection Curse.
"I am grateful to this person who brought me back to life, and I am willing to repay him, but I do not want to be controlled by him."
A flash of divine light flashed in Chu Yunyun's eyes, and she retracted her hand at the same time: "These eight pictures of Yacan are a shortcut for us to get rid of the person who cast the spell. Speaking of Yacan, what did you think of?"
Chu Xisheng thought for a while: "Is it necessary to retaliate?"
"The retribution of the willful retribution means revenge, and it also means retribution."
Chu Yunyun nodded: "Retribution is a great magical power that is close to cause and effect. When the Bloody Sword Lord was at his peak, he could kill a third-level martial artist with just one look, so his sword was called the 'Divinity Touching Death Sword', and it would kill if touched. However,
What I want to rely on is Ya Sui's ability to retaliate. Ya Sui can use all his magical powers to retaliate against his enemies and inflict them on his enemies.
As the saying goes, "The virtue of a meal must be repaid, and the grudges of Yaju must be repaid, and the retribution will inevitably be death." This is Yaju, the second son of the dragon! You only need to cultivate Yaju's sword intention to the sixth picture, and the person who casts the curse will
It will be difficult to do anything to win over you and me."
When Chu Xisheng heard the word 'revenge', he thought of the scene in the illusion of Yaju Tu, in which the middle-aged man used the giant's thunder and power to injure the giant's body.
"It is actually very difficult to cultivate the meaning of the Yajuan Sword. Although Lord Xueyi Sword left the intention of the sword to the Wuxiang Divine Sect, so far, no one has been able to complete the fifth painting of the Yajuan Diagram. Even I gave up in the past. But recently.
Zhengyang Martial Arts School will have a great opportunity."
Chu Yunyun turned her head and looked in a certain direction: "As long as you get that thing, not only will your talent base be able to catch up with those geniuses who come from aristocratic families, but you will also have the possibility of cultivating the 'Death-Touching Knife with Divine Will' in the future."
Chu Xisheng couldn't help being curious again.
He wanted to ask more about it, but Chu Yunyun remained silent and stood up to clear away the dishes.
How dare Chu Xisheng let her touch him?
This is a person who would be so nervous that he would break his chopsticks even when picking up shredded potatoes.
He quickly held it down, and at the same time his expression changed: "By the way, there is one more thing."
He took out the two bronze waistbands from his sleeves and placed them on the table.
When Chu Yunyun saw this waist badge, her expression condensed slightly.
This chapter has been completed!