Miss Yang was very surprised by Li Jiang's arrival.
She had already made an agreement with Li Jiang and sent a letter to Shi Hongshi from Luoyang to come to Cangzhou. During this period, she would not appear in front of Li Jiang and cause irritation.
After Shi Hongshi comes, he will use Li Jiang's spare time to teach her the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms.
Why are there the Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Palms instead of the three missing ones of Shi Huolong? Miss Yang has her own ideas on this issue.
She believed that the Dragon Subduing Palm had been passed down orally by generations of Beggar Clan leaders, and it might have deviated from its original meaning. Moreover, Shi Huolong was not a smart person, so it was really difficult for him to find the true meaning.
The Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms practiced by Li Jiang are different. The version hidden in Yitian Sword was personally recorded by the hero Guo Jing. He was a disciple of Hong Qigong and a great master himself. Even the palm techniques of the next generation of gang leaders after Huang Rong
They were all passed down by him. Therefore, Guo Daxia’s version should be the version closest to the original intention of the palm technique.
When Miss Yang mentioned it to Li Jiang a few days ago when she was a little embarrassed, Li Jiang did not refuse. Instead, he agreed and asked her to wait with peace of mind.
But after only waiting for a few days, Shi Hongshi hadn't even arrived yet, and Li Jiang came looking for him. Miss Yang couldn't help but not think too much.
"He wants to go back on his word? He wants to drive me away? He wants to get me drunk? He wants to kill someone and silence me?
Miss Yang secretly let Li Jiang into the house with vigilance, and after he sat down, she didn't even bother to ask him why he was here.
Li Jiang sighed in distress and said: "I have encountered a bottleneck in my practice of the Nine Yin Manual. I heard that your grandfather Yang Daxia left a lot of experience, and there are also annotations by Wang Chongyang in the back cave, so I took the liberty to come and ask Yang
For the sake of my fellow martial arts comrades, the girl did not hesitate to teach me."
After saying that, he cupped his hands and looked at Miss Yang with a pair of sincere eyes.
Miss Yang's inner guard relaxed a little, and she felt that Li Jiang's reason was acceptable, so she pointed at the wine jar and said, "Then what does this mean?"
Li Jiang patted the wine jar and asked, "Isn't it natural to use something to cover your hands when friends are interacting with each other?"
Miss Yang looked deeply at Li Jiang, frowned and said, "I don't drink! You take it back."
Li Jiang was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "Okay, if you don't want to drink, I will drink." He slapped the mud seal on the wine jar and opened the cover.
A scent of wine as sweet as nectar suddenly spread into the air.
Miss Yang's frown deepened and her eyes shot out sharply. She wanted to see what Li Jiang was up to.
Li Jiang didn't seem to notice the host's disgusted look. He held the wine jar and took a deep breath of the aroma of the wine. After being intoxicated for a while, he walked around and said, "Miss Yang, I won't talk about my friend until he makes tea."
Now I want to drink, don’t I even have the guts to drink?”
Miss Yang gritted her teeth secretly, got up and went to find him a teacup.
"Wow!" A stream of amber wine was poured into the tea cup, which was just nine minutes full.
Li Jiang couldn't wait to grab the tea cup and take a sip, making a slurping sound in his mouth. He even closed his eyes and tasted it affectionately.
Miss Yang didn't say a word, just watched him drink one glass after another with a cold face.
A few minutes later, Li Jiang seemed to have had enough. He burped and said in a regretful tone: "Miss Yang, if you don't drink, you are really missing out on the supreme delicacy. This wine is drunken nectar, which is made by bee collectors with tens of thousands of bees."
Made from the pistils of thousands of flowers."
He slapped the wine jar and praised: "It takes several years to brew such a jar. There are poems to prove it: This wine can only be found in heaven, and is rare in the world..."
"Are you kidding me that I haven't read poetry?" Miss Yang couldn't bear to speak and interrupted Li Jiang's babble.
"Well, isn't this to show how much you cherish it?" Li Jiang didn't know if he was blushing after drinking, so he didn't feel any embarrassment after being exposed.
Miss Yang said resolutely: "If you want to drink, go out and drink. Otherwise, what's the point of getting drunk in my room? Do you want to discuss the "Nine Yin Manual"?"
"Okay, I won't drink anymore." Li Jiang put down his desire to drink and seriously discussed with her the issues related to the cultivation of the "Nine Yin Manual".
After a few questions, Miss Yang gradually forgot her unhappiness and began to admire Li Jiang.
Although this person is a scoundrel, he is really profound in martial arts and has found his own unique path. Often what he says can make him enlightened, allowing him to see wider and further, and then he can look back and reflect on what he has practiced and thought is perfect.
There is room for repair everywhere.
Thinking of this, Miss Yang couldn't help but become confused. Is Li Jiang here to ask for advice or to teach the Dharma?
But she just thought about it and passed. Because she usually practices martial arts by herself based on the notes of her ancestors and the engravings on the back cave walls. Why not have someone pick up the missing pieces and fill in the gaps?
As the conversation continued, Miss Yang felt that her reaction was a bit slow. She hesitated and glanced at the wine jar that was still open and emitting aroma, thinking that the wine smelled really sweet and made people sleepy.
She shook her head and smiled to herself. She must have been thinking too much. Didn't she see that Li Jiang, who had already drank half the bottle, was still talking? Oh, maybe there were too many things in my mind that caused this situation.
She put down her worries and continued to discuss the next issue with Li Jiang, the Nine Yin General Principle.
Slowly, the sky became darker and darker, and the gentle evening breeze blew past Miss Yang's face, blowing some strands of her long hair.
Miss Yang felt that her eyelids were heavy, she blinked a few times and yawned, then she lay down on the desk and fell asleep with her arms resting on her head.
Li Jiang, who was drunk and hazy, didn't seem to notice that Miss Yang fell asleep. He talked for a while and didn't realize it until he heard no response. He called "Miss Yang" several times and pushed her gently with his hand, but there was still no response.
reaction.
Li Jiang couldn't help but shook his head and murmured: "I'm afraid Miss Yang is tired. Whatever, I'll leave first and come back to look for her tomorrow."
After he finished speaking, he didn't take back the wine jar and staggered out of the door.
The footsteps gradually faded away, and Miss Yang's door was not closed for a long time.
Do you want a woman to sleep with the door open without knowing it? What if a bad guy gets in? What if the bad guy sees the woman and has evil intentions?
Of course, such a disharmonious scene could not be allowed to happen. A kind person flashed into her room and closed the door for her.
The kind person is Li Jiang. At this moment, he still looks drunk. His eyes are clear and his steps are strong.
He closed the door, turned around, smiled, and said, "Miss Yang, it's your fault. Pindao is actually a good person. Please don't blame me for being cruel."
As he spoke, he walked step by step towards Miss Yang who was leaning in front of the desk.
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A few hours later, Miss Yang's door opened, and Li Jiang walked out with a pale face and a look of exhaustion.
He turned around hard, closed the door, and stumbled out.
On the way back, he was still thinking that the spirit of the innate master was indeed extraordinary. He had expected to encounter difficulties, but he really didn't expect it to be so difficult!
An innate master can indeed connect to his spirit when he is unprepared, but it is difficult to break through the memory protected by his mental power. This is not only a matter of mental strength, but also involves micro-management.
Chapter completed!