Dai Yue didn't react at first, but when the wind made her neck feel cold, she touched the back of her head and found that her long hair had been cut into short hair just past her ears. Her eyes turned red and her mouth grinned, and she was about to cry again.
Voice.
Zhongli raised his sword and said, "Don't cry. If you cry any more, I'll shave off the rest of your hair and turn you into a bald pig."
Dai Yue grinned, but did not dare to cry. Her body twitched and her voice became louder: "Why are you cutting my hair?"
"You want to see my swordsmanship for nothing? There is no free lunch in the world. If you have seen my sword, you will naturally have to pay the price. I also gave you a discount. If it were someone else, what you would lose would not be your hair, but your head."
Zhongli put his sword back to his waist.
Dai Yue stamped her feet and bit her lips again, venting for a while. Finally, her body stopped twitching, and her voice was still very aggrieved: "If you pay the price, can't I be the first to say it? How could you make such a decision without consulting it?"
Yes. I’ve had hair for more than ten years, but it’s all gone with one strike of your sword.”
"If you decide the price, wouldn't I be just a dog?" Zhongli walked forward again, minding his own business, "Miss Dai Yue, this is a place where no one can control, not your home. Your parents dote on you, so
You are willful; your servants are afraid of you and do whatever you want; outsiders want to cling to your father to please you."
Dai Yue followed closely: "But you also have to be reasonable."
Zhongli put his hand on the hilt of the sword again: "The hunchback hates reasoning. If you insist on reasoning with the hunchback, then this sword is the reason."
Dai Yue felt more and more that this man was unreasonable and that nothing he said made sense, so he simply said nothing and stopped talking.
The two walked for a long time in the moonlit wilderness, then returned to the hill, walked to the top, and entered the dilapidated thatched hut.
Zhongli picked up the fire sickle from a small table and lit an old oil lamp. Through the dim light, Dai Yue found that the thatched cottage seemed to have just been cleaned, and there was not much dust. The furnishings inside were simple, with a table, two chairs, and a
There are two wooden beds, a large one and a small one. The bed is covered with a layer of dead grass, and it looks like it has just been replaced. There are two wooden bowls and two bamboo cups on the table, which look as old as oil lamps. There are only two pairs of chopsticks that look like they are
Freshly cut.
"Is this his home? There are two beds. Who else lived there before? Is the person in the grave outside the same person the same person? Is that person a man or a woman? If it is a woman, is it his mother or his wife?"
Many thoughts popped up in his mind, but Dai Yue did not dare to speak out and ask, for fear that any of his words would offend the hunchback and kill him with a sword.
"You sleep in that one."
Zhongli pointed to the larger bed.
Dai Yue lay down on that bed. The withered grass was not as prickly as expected, but the bed was still a bit uncomfortable. Although the wooden pillows had been rubbed, there was still a musty smell. She couldn't help but feel a sore nose, and felt like crying: When I was at home
Where have you ever slept in a place like this? The woodshed and stable where servants were punished to sleep were probably better than here.
But then I thought about it, compared to the vast space outside, at least there are no snakes and insects invading here, and if it is the hunchback's home, the hunchback will not kill people at home, so it is much safer.
Dai Yue finally felt more at ease, clutching her empty stomach and gradually fell asleep.
When Dai Yue woke up the next day, she smelled a long-lost fragrance. When she got up, she saw a wooden bowl filled with meat and a cup filled with water. Overjoyed, even the chair
He didn't even bother to sit down, he just picked up the bowl and ate.
I don’t know what kind of meat it is. The pieces are not big, but they are very delicious. You can’t taste the fat at all. The skin is very elastic and the texture is similar to aspic.
Dai Yue devoured half the bowl of meat, feeling a little salty and thirsty. Dai Yue picked up the cup again and drank all the water in it. It was actually sweeter and cooler than any water she had ever drunk.
At this time, Dai Yue heard the sound of wind outside. She opened the door with a meat bowl and saw Zhongli dancing with his sword.
When I see him on weekdays, most of the time he walks with a limp, and with his hunched body, there is no sense of beauty. However, what catches Dai Yue's eyes at this moment is an exceptionally nimble figure. His toes are just pointed.
As soon as he lands on the ground, his whole body can soar into the air as if he has wings, and then he dives and steps out.
Go three feet away; the curved body of the camel is no longer reminiscent of a camel, it is like a hunched tiger; the curved sword rises and falls with the person, like a flying snake; every time it moves and turns, it changes shape
There is no stagnation in any position. When it reaches its extreme, one can only see the afterimage clearly, and it almost disappears without a trace.
"Good sword skills, good body skills."
Dai Yue couldn't help but said.
Zhong Li suddenly stopped and stopped his sword. He turned around slowly and said, "I told you, the hunchback doesn't need anyone's flattery."
"I'm not flattering, I really think it's very good."
"Miss Dai Yue comes from a distinguished family. She must have met many capable people, including many military masters. How can a hunchback with such little martial arts be able to catch your eye?"
"You are different from them. Most of those people pay attention to the iron horse and the hard bridge, the lower plate is stable, the upper plate is solid, the spear sticks a line, the sword sweeps a fan, and they also have strange names for each move, and they compete in martial arts.
Whenever you make a move or shout something out, it is both ugly and unpleasant to hear."
Zhongli put his sword back and said, "I guess you have some insight."
Dai Yue asked: "What are the names of your sword skills and body skills?"
"Name?" Zhongli paused, "They don't have names. Maybe they do, but I don't know."
"Then I'll give you a name. Every move must have a name."
"unnecessary."
"Why don't you need it? It's so fun to give names. Can you practice it slowly again, and I can give you a name for your moves? This can be considered an exchange!"
Zhongli hesitated for a few moments before nodding: "Okay."
The sword blade rose again, following Zhongli's steps, drawing a strange arc in the air. Zhongli turned back to look at Dai Yue and said, "This is the sword that will cut off your hair."
Dai Yue said: "Then this trick is called 'hunchback shaving'."
Zhongli raised his eyebrows: "Your way of naming is quite strange. It is much better than those who pretend to be elegant. When I went to Yunzhou Golden Sword Sect, the disciples there used the word 'Golden Sword Suddenly Appears' on me. Isn't it just drawing a knife?"
Violently flirting? And it suddenly appeared. From the shoulder to the elbow to the wrist to the knife, I could see every trace clearly, which made me laugh out loud."
Then he swung his sword again, jumped into the air, and stabbed the same position four or five times in the air.
Dai Yue thought for a moment and said, "This move is called 'Woodpecker'."
Zhongli nodded: "It's very vivid - what about the next move?" He jumped into the air, twisted his waist, and made a large rotation. The sword blade moved up and down, up and down, like a wave.
"Tolosaurus bites!"
Dai Yue blurted out.
"What about this move?"
Zhongli took a step forward and thrust out a very fast straight sword.
Dai Yue shouted: "This is 'a hungry wolf attacking a fat sheep'!"
"What about this?"
Zhongli's arms and elbows didn't move, only his wrist oscillated left and right, and the snake-shaped sword slashed rapidly in front of him, sucking out the air and making a loud roar.
Dai Yue said without thinking: "The rattlesnake flicks its tail and makes a sound!"
Zhongli was greatly surprised. He had seen many strange martial arts over the years, and had never heard such a strange move name. At first glance, it sounded very weird, but when he thought about it more carefully, it had an outstanding image and obvious characteristics. He immediately danced several sword moves in a row.
Law.
Every time Dai Yue saw a move, he shouted: "The little puppy protects the bones!" "The big tabby cat bites the little mouse!" "Put the chopsticks into the rice!" "Scoop up the soup with the spoon and pour it out!" "The rooster climbs the tree!"
The bat hangs upside down!" "The frog sticks out its tongue!" "The little mouse rides the big bull!" "This looks better, why not call it..."
Zhong Li danced his sword for a while and finally understood: Miss Dai Yue not only didn't know martial arts, but also didn't know poetry and calligraphy. She probably had memorized some poems. She couldn't squeeze out the ink she had so little, so she had to use the words she had seen before when naming her.
A small animal or other thing, add an action, and then match it with another object, which is the name of a move.
After a few more moves, Dai Yue's tongue seemed to be knotted, and she could only open her mouth, but could not speak. Zhongli stopped and asked, "Why don't you name me?" Dai Yue scratched the ground with her toes and said, "I
My brain is tired, my inspiration is temporarily dry, and I can’t think of anything.”
Zhongli glanced at the wooden bowl in her hand and said, "This is the food I prepared for myself, but you ate it."
Dai Yue was so frightened that she turned pale: "Ah, I'm sorry, I didn't know..."
Zhongli waved his hand: "No need to apologize, you can eat what you want. It's not difficult to catch wild game in the mountains, but I didn't expect that you would even eat this."
Dai Yue was curious: "What is this?"
Zhongli put his hand into the bowl and lifted up a long and thin tail: "When I was cleaning the house yesterday, I found a big wild rat, so I killed it and skinned it, dug a hole behind the house, burned some charcoal, and wrapped it in yellow mud.
It simmered all night. I just put it into a bowl this morning and haven't had time to eat it yet. What, does this wild rat taste good?"