The two maids outside Long Qi's door waited quietly for a while after Long Qi put out the candle.
But not long after, they left here sleepily.
At Long Qi's door, two shadow guards, Baichuan and Baida, were still guarding there.
The two of them knew very well that this Long Lin would definitely knock the copper basin again.
Sure enough, when they saw the two shadow guards getting up, they immediately thought that the damn sound of knocking on the pot was going to happen again.
At this time, Long Qi's slight snoring could be heard in the room. Naturally, the two of them could hear this sound clearly.
The sound of tapping the copper basin kept ringing.
But this sound obviously has a certain pattern. The same large copper basin, but the sound it makes after being struck is obviously different.
The longer he listened, the more strange Long Qi felt.
The originally severe headache actually weakened a lot, and waves of power seemed to surge out of his body again.
Long Lin also squinted his eyes and looked at Long Qi not far away.
He originally thought that Long Qi would come up and beat him directly, but obviously he didn't.
Although this brother is a little annoying, he is actually not a particularly bad person.
After being tortured by him over and over again, he still managed to maintain a certain level of consciousness.
This subtle difference made Long Lin think of himself.
When he was awakened by Long Qi, he was completely out of control.
The anger at that time completely overwhelmed everything, and there was no sense at all.
Driven by anger, he cursed Long Qi directly when he opened his mouth.
Now that I think about it, he is obviously inferior to Long Qi in this regard.
If Long Qi hadn't been hostile to him from the beginning, he probably wouldn't have been so angry at that moment.
If he hadn't cursed and had a nice talk with Long Qi, maybe so many things wouldn't have happened.
It’s just a matter of moment, but when I think about it afterwards, it’s actually not necessary at all.
It's like a group of mad dogs suddenly jumped out and cursed you constantly.
At this time, if you fall into anger and care about mad dogs, you will actually lose your success in the first place.
If you beat the mad dog, you are a little stronger than the dog, but what does this prove?
If you can't win against a mad dog, it will be even worse than a dog. To outsiders, it is actually a good show between dogs and dogs.
But if you turn around and leave coolly, then the person is still a person, and the mad dog is actually still a mad dog.
For some things, it is better to turn a blind eye rather than fuss over them. It is natural for non-onlookers to know who is who.
The little bit of pride that Long Lin had had suddenly vanished into thin air.
From the moment he started preparing everything, he knew that Long Qi would definitely admit defeat. Long Qi had no other option except to change places and practice martial arts.
Winning Long Qi? So what?
The conflict will only become deeper and deeper, perhaps even causing great hatred.
But at this time, it was difficult to get off the tiger, and it would not be possible to change some bad habits overnight, but Long Lin had already remembered this shortcoming of his own.
Listening to such a melody, Long Lin missed the Great Sage a little bit. Unfortunately, he may never see such a wonderful TV series again.
After a short time, Baichuan retrieved a long stick.
After Long Qi took the long stick, his eyes gradually narrowed.
Following the fierce beating sound, Long Qi gradually swung his long stick to the melody.
This time, the long stick was swung very powerfully. Every time the long stick hit the ground, the loud noise it made was deafening.
Long Qi's anger was all transformed into the power of his hands, which he was venting crazily.
Bang bang bang...
The sound of the stick and the sound of tapping the copper basin overlapped, and the mixture of sounds created a different kind of beauty.
Long Lin had already seen Long Qi's set of stick techniques once.
I didn't observe it carefully last time, but this time I saw it was very exciting.
The force on the long stick was indeed terrifying. It was obviously filled with hidden energy as it hit the ground along the long stick.
This melody goes well with the dance, but I didn't expect the martial arts to be even more wonderful.
Bang bang bang...
Unable to help himself, Long Lin waved his hand and actually clapped his hands.
His applause was obviously much weaker, and was inaudible when covered up by these two powerful voices.
But Long Lin believed that Long Qi would definitely be able to detect it.
After appreciating a set of stick skills, Long Lin felt so satisfied.
Waving his hand, he stopped the two kings behind him from continuing to knock.
As the sound stopped, Long Qi swung out his stick and hit the ground fiercely.
Snapped!
Bang bang bang...
After the sound of the stick fell, Long Lin clapped.
After this set of stick techniques, Long Qi's face turned red from exhaustion. He was breathing heavily, but his body stood firm and straight.
The sleepiness at this time was gone, but a feeling of weakness kept coming from his heart.
Regarding this weird knocking sound, Long Qi immediately remembered it in his heart.
This thing is so magical that he seems to have endless energy when practicing martial arts.
Once the sound of knocking stops, the fatigue of the whole body will immediately follow.
If his martial arts training can be assisted by such a melody in the future, wouldn’t the effect of his martial arts training become even better?
Long Lin looked at Long Qi and showed a kind smile.
"Good night, brother. Think about it carefully. If you can change your place to practice martial arts in the morning, brother, I won't knock on this copper basin."
After saying this, Long Lin turned around and walked directly towards the house.
Long Qi looked at Long Lin who turned away and gritted his teeth and spoke.
"What is the name of this melody you are tapping?"
Long Lin turned around and showed a strange smile.
