At night, Xiao Jiang was surprised to find that Ah Qing actually slept on the same couch as him. Although he slept at full strength, it made it difficult for him to fall asleep. It turned out that Ah Qing had been living alone in the mountains since he was ten years old. Although he also communicated with people in the villages outside,
But she had no idea about the protection between men and women. Her hut only had one living room and one bedroom, so she didn't avoid Xiao Jiang at all when sleeping.
Xiao Jiang thought about many messy things, but he never expected that A Qing would sleep on the same bed with him. In any case, A Qing was also a young girl and a natural beauty. It was the first time for him, a strong man, to meet this girl.
It's really hard to sleep with this kind of thing.
However, Xiao Jiang still had self-control. In addition to knowing that A Qing's martial arts skills were superb and that he could not be provoked, he was not someone with a crazy mind. After struggling for a while, he slowly fell asleep.
Early the next morning, as soon as Xiao Jiang got up, he saw A Qing mending his leather jacket that had been pierced by a long sword. The little girl looked very serious and gentle. It was completely different from the scene yesterday when she killed eight Wu soldiers without any emotion.
, if her murderous green bamboo pole hadn't been placed aside, Xiao Jiang would have thought that she was just a simple girl from a mountain village.
After a simple breakfast, Ah Qing drove the sheep to the back mountain valley, and then took Xiao Jiang along the mountain road to Zhuji City. It was originally the most convenient way to pass through Zhuluo Village, but yesterday he killed a group of Wu Guo
Soldiers, Ah Qing also knows to try not to cause trouble.
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"I'm selling a precious mirror. This mirror is made of nine-day colored glaze. The mirror is as bright as the moon. You can see your true self, dress properly, and see your face. It's rare in the world. Come and take a look..."
The walls of Zhuji City are no more than two feet high, and the gates are wide open for people to come and go. As a large city in Chu State, although it is only like a remote small county town in later generations, it is also a place where rich people gather.
At the gate of the city, Xiao Jiang was sitting on a stone platform holding a small mirror and shouting. He showed off the power of the mirror with the same energy as when he was setting up a street stall in college. Soon a dense crowd gathered around him, but when he heard Xiao Jiang reported
At a price that everyone can only covet and dare not counter-offer.
"Get out of the way, get out of the way, what's going on?"
Amidst loud shouts, the crowd was pushed away by several Chu soldiers. It turned out that a motorcade was passing by at this time. The crowd blocked the road nearby because of the crowd watching the excitement. Xiao Jiang glanced at it and couldn't help but his eyes lit up. The motorcade passed by.
On the back of a black horse, a familiar handsome man was frowning and watching. If it wasn't the Fan Li he saw yesterday, who could it be?
Xiao Jiang secretly smiled in his heart, and turned the mirror in his hand slightly. The sun refracted and shone on Fan Li's face. Fan Li was blinded by the light and had to use his hands to block it. He squinted at the crowd and saw Xiao Jiang, and at the same time, he also saw Xiao Jiang's hand.
A mirror that is constantly reflecting light.
"Good baby."
Fan Li heard Xiao Jiang's cries again in his whisper. He looked back in the direction of the carriage, with a hint of helplessness and tenderness in his eyes. He sighed and got off his horse, signaling to the soldiers to stop passers-by. He then strode up to Xiao Jiang,
Xiao Jiang chuckled, glanced at Fan Li and continued shouting:
"A treasured mirror handed down from ancient times can be pocketed with a thousand pieces of gold. Come quickly if you have the chance."
Fan Li stared blankly at the mirror in Xiao Jiang's hand. From the mirror, he could clearly see all the scenes behind him. He took a breath and pursed his lips and said:
"So it's you. Is this precious mirror of yours sold for a thousand pieces of gold?"
Xiao Jiang nodded with a smile. Fan Li turned around and waved to a white-faced man. The man immediately came over with a horse carrying a box. Fan Li opened the box and found pieces of gold horseshoe inside. He said without hesitation:
"Here is a thousand gold coins, plus these horses, and a precious mirror."
Xiao Jiang turned around and glanced at Ah Qing, who had been standing behind him. The little girl's mouth was already wide open. In her opinion, a few dozen gold pieces was a huge fortune. Xiao Jiang wanted to sell a thousand gold pieces for money. She thought it was all over the sky.
She asked for a price, but the handsome man in front of her actually wanted to buy the mirror without hesitation. When she was still surprised, Xiao Jiang had already handed the mirror to Fan Li. When Fan Li walked towards the motorcade with everyone's envious eyes, Ah Qing poked her with a bamboo stick.
He poked Xiao Jiang's vest and leaned over to whisper in his ear:
"Look at the city wall, there are a few people staring at the person who just bought the mirror. They seem to have no good intentions."
Xiao Jiang was already holding the reins. He touched the horse's neck and smiled and said:
"Ah Qing, let's go first and then talk. Other things have nothing to do with us."
Xiao Jiang is just an ordinary person, but he has the vision of future generations. He knows that many people are staring at the precious mirror on Fan Li at this time. Instead, they forget that the thousand gold he just received is also a huge wealth. He leaves the scene as soon as possible and waits for others.
Now that I have recovered my senses and gone far away, it will naturally be much safer.
Ah Qing came to his senses and quickly left with Xiao Jiang's horse. After more than ten miles out of the city, Ah Qing looked at Xiao Jiang with a green bamboo pole and asked:
"Have you calculated that someone wants to spend a lot of money to buy a precious mirror? Why would that person buy it?"
Xiao Jiang turned back to look in the direction of Zhuji and whispered:
"Offer a treasure. A beautiful woman and a treasure mirror are worth more than ten thousand gold to him. Let's go to Zhuluo Village to buy some things, and then I can learn martial arts from you."
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"Pa." "Ouch..."
In the valley, under the bright July sun, Xiao Jiang, who was wearing a vest, covered his shoulders, and a four-foot green bamboo stick fell to the ground. In front of him, Ah Qing, who looked even more handsome, was wearing a long veil.
Skirt, holding a thin bamboo stick in his hand and saying with a smile:
"You have been studying for a year, and you have a sense of Qi, and your understanding of moves is not bad. I have been studying for so many years, and my speed and strength are more than ten times stronger than yours. If you want to compete with me, you will be much worse. You
It will probably take several years to get to where I am."
Xiao Jiang scratched his head. He had been here for more than a year. After selling the precious mirror to Fan Li, Xiao Jiang quickly returned to the mountains with Ah Qing. Usually Ah Qing took the money to Zhuluo Village to buy daily necessities. Then he
Then he began to ask Ah Qing to teach him swordsmanship.
Ah Qing learned his sword skills from apes. Although he has no name and no moves, when he practices, he can use the energy of people to draw and cultivate a kind of inner energy. Even Ah Qing himself does not know what this inner energy is, but as long as he circulates the inner energy of his swordsmanship
It will function, and as you continue to practice, your inner energy will become stronger and stronger.
Xiao Jiang came to this world originally to learn swordsmanship from Ah Qing. As for wealth, he knew that there were treasures in many worlds, but if he wanted to learn a true secret skill, this was the best place.
Xiao Jiang has been studying in this valley for a year. Ah Qing only knows how to kill people with her hands, but she doesn't know how to teach others. Xiao Jiang asked her to slow down her moves and imitate them again and again for a year.
He finally understood the essence of Ah Qing's swordsmanship. Apart from the moves during practice, these moves were almost useless in actual combat, because this set of swordsmanship only had form, but the meaning needed to be understood by oneself. A move is a move, so to speak.
There are no moves. The essence of the whole set of swordsmanship is actually two words: see and break.
