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Chapter 67: One Slash, Winter and Spring Are Always Here

"Is this here or that?"

Xu Tuan woke up and wanted to wipe his nose with his hand, but remembered that his father would beat him, so he endured it.

I had to suck the mucus back through my nose.

Xu Tuan remembered something and quickly took out the blue beads hidden in his arms. These were ten skewers of Chinese gourds! He couldn't lose them. His father only allowed him to eat them during the holidays.

I was thinking about my ten gourd skewers, even though I was in the dark, I forgot a little bit about them.

In the darkness, the light of the blue beads became brighter and brighter, seemingly guiding Xu Tuan on how to walk.

Xu Tuan knocked on some floor tiles, but found that there was no switch that could be turned on. He panicked.

I could only sit on the ground and cry.

"Dad, mom, grandpa!"

.....

I cried for about thirty minutes. I was probably tired from crying and my voice was a little hoarse.

Picking up the wooden knife next to him, he held ten strings of Chinese gourd strings... (Ah bah) Grandpa gave me his beads.

The way forward.

Whenever there was a fork in the road, Xu Tuan would look at the intersection with beads.

If the cyan beads are brighter in front of that intersection, take that intersection. This is the only choice.

There were times when Xu Tuan was confused and ignored Qingzhu's guidance and took the dimly lit intersection.

As a result, the further we walked, the lights became dimmer and dimmer until they went out. The front without the green bead light was extremely dim.

Xu Tuan could only turn around, and the green beads glowed dimly.

After experiencing this lesson from being a fool, Xu Tuan learned well and stopped being a fool.

He could only follow Qingzhu obediently.

Xu Tuan also discovered that there were murals carved into the walls along the route in the direction of Qingzhu.

What is painted is their Xu style sword technique.

Xu Tuan also practiced swordsmanship, and every descendant of the Xu family also practiced swordsmanship.

It's just that the sword skills on the mural are more complicated. It seems that the sword skills they practice are all simplified and practiced from the sword skills on the mural.

"Well, it turns out there's something wrong with the move I practiced."

Xu Tuan has been watching, and he has shown amazing talent since he started practicing swordsmanship. Unfortunately, his personality is too gentle, and he cannot control Xu's murderous swordsmanship very well.

As a result, his father shook his head and sighed when he saw him practicing swordsmanship, "What a pity for such a good talent."

Even so, Xu Tuan's strength is pretty good. It would be better if he could control the sword well.

Qixu Tuan also had a bit of a martial arts fanatic personality, and his talent was so high that even some of the murals on the walls that he couldn't understand at once were kept in his mind.

What he didn't notice was that the cyan beads in his hand were also constantly reading the paintings on the wall.

And record it in the form of data.

He kept walking like this for more than seven hours, and the electronic watch on his hand reminded him.

It's time for him to take a nap at this time.

On average, Xu Tuan would sit down and rest for twenty minutes every half hour of walking, during which time he would also take out his food reserves to eat.

This is a habit of Xu Tuan. At any time, he must have some small snacks in his small bag so that he can take them out to grind his teeth anytime and anywhere.

Mainly dry goods, such as almonds and dried fruits.

It's easy to carry around, delicious and easy to fill up.

Xu Tuan took the snack and ate it very quickly, click, click, click/

Five or six almonds will fill your stomach, just like a little squirrel.

I originally took out a dozen almonds, but after thinking about it, I put back the few almonds that came out of my palm. To maintain a sustainable development strategy, what should I do if I eat it all at once, and then I get hungry later?

The green beads on my hands are getting brighter and brighter.

"Is it the end?"

Xu Tuan just wanted to wipe his nose with his right hand, but then he thought about it. He had just been eating snacks with his right hand. If he forgot to wash his hands after a while, he would grab snacks with his right hand again.

Isn't this just eating your own nose indirectly?

He put the robe on his left arm to his nose and wiped it.

When he thought about his rhinitis and having to drink the bitter and numbing Chinese medicine, Xiao Xu Tuan's body trembled.

"No, you have to heal your nose quickly! Otherwise, my stomach will feel uncomfortable."

Xiao Xu Tuan pointed at his nose and threatened...

It's a pity that he may know in the future that he will no longer be chased by his father for medicine all over the house.

This kind of scene could only occur when he was sleeping soundly, and could still appear in his dreams. When he woke up, his pillow was already wet with tears. He patted his face and picked up the wooden knife beside the bed.

Xu Tuan came to the end of the road after struggling.

The carving on the wall also left the last pose: the knife-retracting pose.

The data conversion of the cyan bead has also ended, and it has returned to the small bead that only shines. However, in Xu Tuan's arms, streaks of green silk are wrapped around Xu Tuan's chest.

Enter and disappear. As if nothing happened.

Xu Tuan put away ten skewers of Chinese gourd... the owner's orb, and patted his chest.

With the faint light of the electronic watch in my hand, I saw two powerful characters "Zhan Dong" carved on the wall directly in front of me.

"Isn't this Xu's sword technique: Zhan Dong?"

There is a row of words below Zhan Dong. This row of words looks much more fancy, and there are also begonia flowers carved on the left and right of the words.

"Early summer, mid-autumn and winter are coming, and winter and spring are always here."

"Cut winter with one sword and spring always comes?" Xu Tuan felt that his sword technique had little to do with spring. Xu's sword technique "cutting winter" was powerful and murderous when wielded.

It has nothing to do with spring, which is full of vitality and vitality. It is not even an exaggeration to say it is a hedge.

Biting his finger, Xu Tuan tilted his head and couldn't think of a reason.

"No matter, let's go out and talk."

"At worst, I'll ask Grandpa later."

In the eyes of Xiaotuanzi, Xu Shanshen is an invincible spokesperson. Even his eldest brother Xu Zhige does not dare to indulge in front of his grandfather.

Xu Tuan had seen the scene where Xu Shanshen beat Xu Zhige.

The scene was so cruel that Xu Tuan couldn't bear to look directly at it. He could only silently stand by and palm him.

Because the grandpa said that as long as the little dumpling’s legs are in place, the little dumpling will be treated to Chinese gourd skewers.

For the Chinese gourd skewers, Xu Tuan's applause was very loud, and the old man's methods became even more cruel.

.....

Salsasa.

Xu Tuan kept exploring the area nearby.

Finally, a brick that could be dented arrived early, and Xu Tuan pressed it.

As for why Xu Tuan was able to independently find bricks that could be dented, it also benefited from Xu Shanshen's casual remarks.

Buzz buzz....

The ceiling above Xu Tuan gradually began to move closer to the left and right, and some dust fell from the sky, making Xu Tuan's blue robe dusty.

Xu Tuan took off the tie on his head, and his black hair was stained with dust, which made Xu Tuan feel a little uncomfortable.

He picked up the wooden sword in his hand and jumped up, but it was a pity that his skill was not good enough.

Unable to stabilize his body, the wooden knife in his hand fell out and hit a random bystander.


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