Under the eaves, Mo Wanyun looked at this secluded courtyard with curiosity. The courtyard was much better than she thought, including a well, a spiritual field, and most importantly, a small wooden tiger that looked very cute.

"Ha, I'll take the cerebellar axe!"

Mo Wanyun was attracted by the cute four-legged wooden tiger and jumped onto her, shaking the horns on the wooden tiger's head with her two jade hands.

"Little Loach, this is fun."

Gu Yusheng looked at Miss Mo on the little wooden tiger and carefully approached and protected her.

"Be careful, don't break it."

Mo Wanyun snorted coldly.

"mean."

Gu Yusheng didn't explain, turned around and walked into the house, placed a few peach blossom cakes in a bamboo basket, brought a cup of peach nectar soaked in a bamboo tube, walked to Xiaomuhu and asked:

"Miss Mo, can you eat it?"

Mo Wanyun nodded, tasted a bite of peach blossom cake, and was a little choked. He picked up the peach blossom nectar and took a sip, and wiped his mouth with his little hand.

"Hey, Gu Yusheng, this is what you treat guests."

Gu Yusheng took a piece of cake from the bamboo basket and chewed it carefully, saying, "This is the best here for me. Of course, Miss Mo is a precious person, so naturally she can't get used to it. Fortunately, you are not me, so you don't need to suffer such hardship."

After saying that.

Gu Yusheng held the wooden sword again and pointed at the peach blossom sword in the courtyard.

Mo Wanyun flattened her mouth, looked at the back of the boy stabbing sword in the rain for a while, flattened her mouth, retracted her eyes, and stared at the peach blossom cake and peach nectar brew in her hands.

She wanted to tell the boy that the cake and honey are actually good.

But when she saw the boy focused, she was left alone by the cold. She put down the cake in her hand as if she was angry and muttered: "You have to practice sword like this? It's raining."

The boy turned around and smiled and said, "I'm used to it. If I get one sword today, I will have to punish myself for one hundred swords tomorrow. If this calculation is made, it is more cost-effective to complete it every day. Miss Mo please do it yourself."

"boring."

Mo Wanyun saw the slanted rain blowing on the boy's stubborn face, and every sword in his hand was not perfunctory. When she observed several swords, her eyes gradually became brighter.

In the past few days, she has also been practicing the Yunshui Sword Technique. She is talented and has mastered the essence of the Yunshui Sword Technique. However, one of the moves "Spin the Clouds and the Rain" did not grasp the essence. Suddenly, she saw spring rain walking along the young wooden sword, falling like big beads and small beads, hiding the essence of the sword in the subtle places.

Isn’t it a sword move that she cannot comprehend?

"So that's how it is!"

Mo Wanyun showed joy on her face, wanting to share joy with the boy, but saw that the boy's feet were in the mud, and his clothes were soaked. His focused and almost obsessed eyes made Mo Wanyun more curious about the boy for the first time.

Her eyes were slightly condensed.

Take out a few pages of paper from the cloud sleeve, hang it on the wall of the courtyard, and then take the books that just hung above your head and read quietly.

It’s strange that books that you can’t read on weekdays are interesting today in the spring rain and thunder, and you don’t feel sleepy when you read them.

Like this.

The boy who is dedicated to practicing swordsmanship and the cardamom girl holding the book of a sage in his hand are spending time in the courtyard.

The spring rain showed no signs of stopping, but it was getting heavier.

The boy finally achieved his goal today and turned around and found that his eyes were staring at him through a book.

"Hey, little loach, are you literate?"

Gu Yusheng walked into the wooden house, changed his clothes, and poked half of his head out of the window through a wall, and said seriously: "Know some."

"Really or not?"

"real."

Gu Yusheng said again, pointing to the little wooden tiger beside the table.

"I used to recognize words on it every day."

"Yeah?"

Mo Wanyun raised the corner of her mouth slightly, put the book in her hand into a beautiful storage bag, and exchanged it for an old and yellowed book.

When Gu Yusheng came out, she opened the first page of the book, pointed with her finger, and said, "Can you recognize this word?"

Gu Yusheng looked at the old book and there was a pattern like a sea of ​​blue waves. With just a few strokes, it was vividly drawn on the paper. Below the pattern was a font that had not been circulated. This type of font was seen from an ancient tortoise shell when Gu Yusheng was a child, with only a few dozen words. Gu Yusheng once asked his father Gu Bai, and Gu Bai taught him all these words, just warned him not to mention it to anyone.

"Hmph, I just said I don't know you, you still said you can read."

Mo Wanyun looked a little proud. She actually didn't recognize any of the words on this book. She found it inadvertently in the mezzanine of a famous book by a great scholar these days.

Gu Yusheng was young at the end. Gu Bai's death was like a lengthened figure. Under the shadow covered by his figure, he had a profound impact on Gu Yusheng. He was inspired by the girl sitting on the wooden tiger with words, and he also felt a little competitive in his heart, saying: "This word is pronounced '绿', which is the most primitive sound in the ancient dragon clan. It means the dragon's swallowing, like a surging river, and it continues."

"ah?"

Mo Wanyun is about to believe and doubt.

Gu Yusheng approached Mo Wanyun a little, pointed to the pattern on the yellowed book, and said, "Look, the meaning of this picture is what this word is meant to express."

"oh."

Mo Wanyun turned the second page and saw that the words on it were extremely complex, composed of several dragons, winds, and thunder. There were nearly a hundred strokes, and the words were even a little larger than that painting.

"You don't recognize this word, right?"

Gu Yusheng said, "This word seems complicated, but its meaning is very simple. It is pronounced as 'Qian', which means the change of celestial phenomena and the momentum of wind and thunder, and it will eventually merge and return to one. It means hiding."

"What about this?"

Mo Wanyun took the exam for another few words, Gu Yusheng, and Gu Yusheng happened to know him.

"This book is so strange."

Mo Wanyun muttered, she raised her head, but found that Gu Yusheng was looking at her with a pair of clear eyes. He just knew how to read, and the two of them were unknowingly approaching.

The young man is young and ignorant.

Mo Wanyun's face turned red in an instant.

She put the book together and stared at Gu Yusheng fiercely.

"Give me the stuff back."

Gu Yusheng pretended not to know.

"Miss Mo, I didn't take it."

"You must have taken it."

Mo Wanyun flipped off the little wooden tiger.

"If you don't give me back every day, I'll disturb you every day, so that you can't practice swords with peace of mind."

After saying that, she was about to walk into the rain.

"Wait a moment."

Gu Yusheng called Mo Wanyun.

"What are you doing?"

Mo Wanyun turned around, but found that the rain was not falling above her head. She looked up and stared at the boy, holding an umbrella for her.

"This way you won't get wet."

"If you don't return my stuff, I won't return your umbrella!"

Mo Wanyun walked into the rain and looked back at Gu Yusheng cunningly.

Gu Yusheng only felt that the girl in the rain was holding an umbrella, which looked particularly beautiful. He said calmly: "Then I won't return it."

Mo Wanyun didn't know what to respond to to get the place back. She walked forward a few steps and was really angry. She quickly walked to Gu Yusheng and raised her feet to step on Gu Yusheng's instep.

In Gu Yusheng's stunned eyes, the girl showed smugness on her face, her voice laughed like a stroke of wind chime, and she ran into the rain with an umbrella.

The figure gradually faded away.

Gu Yusheng stared at him for a long time.

It took a while before hesitating.

I felt a little pain in the instep.

He felt a little lost inexplicably, but turned around and saw a few pieces of paper hanging on the wall.

"Miss Mo, you've got something."

Gu Yusheng shouted, but there was no naughty figure.

Gu Yusheng was afraid that the paper and silk would be wet by the wind and rain, and was about to put it away. His eyes flashed over the patterns on the paper and a hint of astonishment appeared on his face.

On the paper, there were paintings of villains holding a piece of wooden branches. When the wind blew the paper and silk, the patterns were like they came back to life, echoing in Gu Yusheng's mind.

"Is this...a sword move?"

Gu Yusheng took a deep breath, looking disbelief. He had no intention of stealing it, but the sword move on the paper seemed to be blown into his mind by a gust of wind, constantly turning it around, forming a total of nine sword moves.

Each sword move is not complicated, but the hidden mystery is like a drop in the ocean, with endless changes.
To be continued...