In the afternoon, after the shouting stopped, Xu Fengnian and Lao Huang looked at Chu Kuangnu with smiles on their faces.
"Why are you laughing? Huang Laojiu, your sneak attack is nothing."
Chu Kuangnu picked up a chicken on the table in front of him, stared at Lao Huang, and gnawed it fiercely.
"Hey, chicken legs!"
Lao Huang looked at the whole chicken in Chu Kuangnu's mouth with pity on his face, smashed his mouth, drank a glass of wine and said: "Don't accuse people unjustly, I am not the one who did it later. I want you to be humble, and you must offend me."
People deserve what they deserve."
Chu Kuangnu stopped eating the chicken for a moment, and then continued to eat. It was not the first time that he and Lao Huang met, not to mention that they had just had a fight. How could he not know, but he just thought of that person just now, how could he
I don’t want to suffer any more, so naturally I can only blame Lao Huang.
As he spoke, he rubbed his cheek and thought to himself, why does the back of the sword hurt more than the blade? When did such a little pervert appear in the world?
On the other side, Xie Wuyou was no longer in the mood to practice. He drifted down and saw Yu Youwei smiling at the side: "Sir, why are you acting like a child? He just beat you all morning."
After these few days of getting along, Yu Youwei and Xie Wuyou are no longer as reserved in their conversations as they were at the beginning.
After taking Wu Meiniang from Yu Youwei and petting the cat, Xie Wuyou felt better and said to Yu Youwei: "Have you never heard that a man is a boy until he dies?"
"Sir, it's really interesting."
Yu Youwei smiled again, and Xie Wuyou handed Wu Meiniang in his arms to Yu Youwei. Wu Meiniang called out twice, seeming to express her dissatisfaction with Xie Wuyou.
"Okay, I'll add some small fish for you tonight."
Xie Wuyou touched Wu Meiniang's head and said, before Wu Meiniang gave up and leaned into Yu Youwei's arms.
Yu Youwei's cheeks were slightly red, because when Xie Wuyou just touched Wu Meiniang's head, there was only a slight distance between her and her chest.
"Don't call me husband, just call me Wuyou."
Xie Wuyou said hello and walked out without paying attention to the reaction of Yu Youwei behind him.
Xie Wuyou walked towards Qade Bird's courtyard. After all, he had promised to teach her marksmanship before. Although something happened in the middle that delayed the matter for a few days, as he said at the beginning, Xie Wuyou really felt that Qade Bird was a marksman.
Good seedling.
When I walked to the courtyard where Qingniao lived, I heard a sound breaking through the air at a distance. When I walked in, I saw Qingniao, who had changed into a smart outfit, practicing with a gun.
There was no one else in the courtyard, only Qingniao. It was not that she was afraid of being seen by anyone, but Qingniao herself did not want a maid. Even if Xu Xiao arranged it, she rejected it. Although she is no longer a maid, but
Qingniao is not used to being taken care of by others. In addition, he likes to be clean and happy to live alone.
Xie Wuyou looked at it for a while and nodded repeatedly. Qingniao's qualifications are indeed good, but as mentioned before, Wang Xiu's marksmanship focuses on strength. Women's physiques are not as good as men's, so Qingniao always feels bad when practicing.
Just a little bit.
But in Xie Wuyou's opinion, this is just right. Although the gun can be aggressive, it has been recognized since ancient times that the gun is light and agile, and Zhao Yun is also following this path. He is best at breaking the surface with a point, moving a thousand pounds in four or two, and using the smallest amount of effort.
,achieve maximum results.
In the battle of Changbanpo, seven out of a million troops were able to enter and leave seven times. This was also part of the reason. Every bit of energy was not wasted and was put to practical use. Only then did the legend of Changshan Zhao Zilong be created.
Isn’t this a perfect match for a woman like Qingniao who has some flaws in strength and courage!
"Why are you here?"
Qingniao held a gun in his arms, put the gun behind his back, and asked doubtfully.
"Didn't I say that I would teach you marksmanship before? Although it took me a few days, I'm not one to keep my word, so I still said that you don't want to learn?"
Xie Wuyou said to Qingniao, who thought for a while and asked: "Do you want to become a disciple?"
Xie Wuyou shook his head and said, "That's not necessary..."
"Then I learned!"
Before Xie Wuyou could finish speaking, Qingniao agreed. Xie Wuyou was stunned for a moment, and then said with some confusion: "How come you agreed so readily now? Weren't you also there that day? Bai Niao Zhao Feng Qiang
Isn’t the power enough to make you excited? Or is it a disadvantage to be my disciple?”
"It's not what you think. Anyway, just don't become a disciple. As for what you want to teach, I don't care!"
Qingniao said softly, Xie Wuyou was puzzled, but he was not entangled. Anyway, it was the same as his own idea. He immediately took the gun from Qingniao and gradually explained to him the essence of Bainiaochaofeng's spear technique.
She listens.
It's just that although the martial arts are the same, different paths lead to the same goal, the practice method of Bainiaochaofeng Spear is very different from the spear skills that Qingniao has practiced in the past.
During the rehearsal of each movement, if there was something wrong, Xie Wuyou would point out and adjust her movements.
As a result, the speed of practice can't help but be a bit slow, and the blue bird seems a bit awkward.
Xie Wuyou didn't think much about it. After all, the fundamental methods were different. Naturally, he had to practice more slowly at the beginning. With daily practice, Qingniao gradually got started, and the relationship between the two also improved a lot.
.
After all, teaching people to practice martial arts does not increase the number of things that matter. A certain old naughty boy knows best, but Xie Wuyou didn't think about it that way.
Seeing the Hundred Birds Chaofeng Gun reappearing in the hands of the blue bird, Xie Wuyou sighed in his heart!
In my mind, I couldn't help but recall the experience of riding horses on the grassland and fighting on the battlefield with Zhao Yun. Although the past has passed, those past will never disappear!
At night, when Xie Wuyou was getting ready to sleep, there was a knocking sound outside the door.
"Please come in."
Xie Wuyou shouted. After the door opened, Lao Huang walked in. He smiled and cupped his hands to Xie Wuyou and said, "I won't disturb your rest."
"It's okay, I'm not that squeamish, but I've been here for many days and haven't communicated with you for a long time. I'm a little curious as to why you came to my place today."
Xie Wuyou asked Lao Huang to sit down, and Lao Huang said sheepishly: "I don't go to the Three Treasures Hall for anything. I really came here with a request."
"But it doesn't matter!"
Xie Wuyou looked at Lao Huang's face very kindly, so naturally he didn't care about it.
"It's a bit embarrassing to say that I went to Emperor Wu City to fight with Wang Xianzhi, but I ran away in the middle of the fight. After so many years, this has always been my heartache."
"So you want to fight Wang Xianzhi again? No wonder you released Chu Kuangnu a few days ago. It seems that you are ready to leave."
Lao Huang smiled and said, "That's what happened, it's just..."
"Needless to say, I know your purpose of coming. I will also go to Emperor Wu City. There are many reasons, so I won't tell you one by one. In short, it's enough that you know that I will go."
"That's it, thank you very much."
Lao Huang bowed and thanked him. When he turned to leave and opened the door, Xie Wuyou said again, "Don't you regret going here?"
"No regrets!"
Lao Huang was silent for a while, then said firmly, then closed the door and left.
Xie Wuyou sighed, it's just that this is the path chosen by Lao Huang himself, and it would be an insult to Lao Huang to intervene by himself...