Impressed by the man's courage for a moment, Chang Sheng stuttered a little, but it soon got better. She smiled sheepishly.
"I'm sorry, I didn't look at the road just now."
"fine."
After saying this, the man continued to walk forward. This man was really strange. He wore black clothes and white mourning, his eyes were dull and expressionless, but he didn't look like a fool. At this moment, he disappeared in just the blink of an eye.
Gone. It was running really fast.
Changsheng looked at him behind her for a while, and then slowly returned to the inn. When she returned, although Xuejin had not changed on the surface, at least he no longer secretly hid daggers, scissors, etc., and committed suicide secretly.
When he went back, Changsheng bought Xuejin a pot of budding wild flowers. He didn't know what kind it was, but according to the owner, the flower would be very beautiful when it bloomed. Xuejin once thought that Changsheng had been deceived because of this potted flower.
It looked wilted, without any vitality, almost like it was withering.
But Changsheng felt that this dry flower was very energetic inside. If such a potted flower could bloom, wouldn't Xuejin be more confident to survive? So Changsheng stubbornly bought the potted flower and moved it to the carriage.
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Although Xuejin didn't like this dry and nameless flower at all, this was the first time Changsheng had insisted on buying something. As a person who doesn't make money, he had nothing to say.
When they left the inn, everyone around them knew that Changsheng and Xuejin had saved a child last night. No matter who they met now, they would receive big smiles and warm greetings.
This is also a little bit of gratitude from everyone.
"It's so ugly..."
In the carriage, Xuejin, who had tightly closed the curtain and refused to look at the enthusiastic people, took a look at the ugly flowerpot, and finally couldn't help but make a small arc.
Although this potted flower looks dry, there are tiny buds on each branch, about the size of a mung bean. I really don’t know what this flower will look like when it blooms. Maybe it won’t go anywhere.
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Even so, after bringing this unknown flower back, Seoljin would occasionally help water it, bask in the sun, etc. It was a typical duplicity. It seemed that Seoljin was looking forward to the river lantern festival in half a month and everyone's spontaneous activities.
Hundred Flowers Club.
Perhaps because he used his spiritual power to help the child push out the snacks last night, Changsheng felt that his control over the spiritual power was much better. Of course, the most important factor was that the spiritual energy was very cooperative and docile. With the help of these spiritual energy,
Afterwards, Changsheng always felt that he had a deeper understanding of the sword skills taught by his grandfather.
"Qin Zishang's sword skills were summed up after killing countless enemies on the battlefield. Every move is deadly and not showy at all. But it also has a shortcoming, that is, it is too violent. You, a girl, have learned this sword skills.
There is no danger, but it is not in line with your own physique. Speaking of Qin Zishang, he can be regarded as one of the few people in Da Qin who has entered the Tao. It is a pity that he is bound by the battlefield of his family and country, unable to break free, and is dragged down. If
If he can break out of the restrictions between countries, he may not be able to have a good fortune. It's a pity, it's a pity..."
"It sounds like you have a deep understanding of General Qin?"
Chang Sheng was panting and waving the long knife in his hand while asking Xue Jin who was feeling very emotional.
Gently tapping the flowerpot of the nameless flower, the collision between his knuckles and the porcelain flowerpot made a not unpleasant sound. Only then did Seoljin take a condescending look at Changsheng.
"That's natural. Although he doesn't have a good impression of Da Qin, Qin Zishang is a good person. It's a pity that he is so loyal and patriotic that he has a dead mind."
“Isn’t it bad to be loyal to the emperor and patriotic?”
"It's good, but it's a bit pedantic..."
Speaking of this, Xue Jin remembered that when he met Qin Zishang on the battlefield, Qin Zishang was only five years older than him, but he was very old-fashioned. He also said, "Prince Jin is extremely talented and is truly a genius in the world."
, It's a pity that I have never encountered setbacks. I am too proud, which is a pity.'
Of course, he didn't suffer any loss. He greeted him sarcastically for a long time, saying that he was some kind of old man, a stubborn old antique, etc. Xue Jin had almost forgotten it at the moment, and only remembered what this man said about him. Then
At that time, Xuejin never thought that there would be such a strange change in the clouds. Now that he thinks about it, he just feels that things have changed and people have changed.
However, there is still time to give some advice on longevity.
"Qin Zishang has a set of sword skills, which are said to have been passed down by immortals in their dreams, called the 'Five Styles of Huangliang'. The first three styles are violent in nature and suitable for military men to learn, so they were passed down to military men. They are only among the most popular among the military.
People have different qualifications. If you can learn one and a half moves, it is enough to save your life on the battlefield. Your grandpa can learn the first three moves, which is good enough."
“One form calms the rivers, two forms stabilize the mountains and seas, and three forms stabilize the world.”
"The first three moves are not only Qin Zishang's own desire to calm the world, but also his expectation for the turbulent Qin Dynasty. However, the last two moves are not taught. The main reason is that the further you go, the more you need to have enough life experience.
With that kind of state of mind, learn the next two tricks. Even he rarely uses them, but I have seen them."
At this point, Xue Jin happened to remain silent. Changsheng knew that he just wanted to touch him, and there was no psychological burden on him. He immediately stopped the long knife in his hand and asked about the content behind it.
"What about the next two moves? What are their names?"
"Huh, since you asked sincerely, I will tell you with great compassion... This fourth posture is for comfort in life, and the fifth posture is called Huang Liang Meng."
"It's just that Qin Zishang can only fully master the first four moves. I have never seen him use the fifth move Huang Liangmeng. It is said that he is not in a state of mind and energy to comprehend. But these first four moves are enough for him to become a famous person.
A great general who shakes the world. It can be seen that the last two moves are completely different from the previous ones. That’s why I said, A Chou, your grandfather’s talent is really outstanding."
Changsheng didn't speak after hearing this, but his chest kept rising and falling, as if he was deeply shocked.
Peaceful rivers, calming mountains and seas, regulating the world, comforting one's life, Huang Liang's dream.
What kind of person can create such a powerful sword technique? What kind of outstanding person can teach his subordinates what he has learned throughout his life? How outstanding is his grandfather who can learn these three moves well?
Changsheng only knew that his grandfather must have admired General Qin Zishang very much, otherwise he would not have blocked that knife for him.
"They are so powerful..."
Although Changsheng is still young, just talking about these powerful moves and the past memories of those people can make him go back to the turbulent era in the blink of an eye and meet those great heroes and figures who were indomitable.
This is probably the lofty ambition that I didn’t have before Changsheng.
