I saw an iron guy more than one person tall standing at his door. Two small round eyes as big as beans under his black iron helmet, and the dark purple color unique to the burning of purple gold was particularly scary, and it was enough to be the first protagonist of the late night ghost story.

The iron guy looked straight ahead, crossed the top of Chang Geng's head in a daze, staring behind him, and raised a claw as big as a bowl, knocking on his door like a woodpecker, endlessly and couldn't stop.

Chang Geng's three souls and seven spirits were still scattering in the air, and he didn't have time to wake up, and when he saw this scene, his hair that could not lie down all night exploded again.

He gasped, took a quick step back, and pulled down the sword at the door.

At this moment, Gu Yun showed his head from behind the iron guy and asked enthusiastically: "Is it fun?"

Chang Geng: "…"

It's so fun!

"The generals and guards dare not move weapons to you at will. I heard Uncle Wang say that you practice swords in the yard every day, and there is no one to feed them. It's so boring," Gu Yun said, while tugging the iron guy's neck a few times. The terrifying iron monster calmed down gently and was staring in a daze. Gu Yun raised his hand and touched its big iron head, smiling at Chang Geng, "Can you get a 'Sword Puppet' for you to play with, okay?"

Chang Geng didn't dare to stay on him for too long, so he had to look up at the iron monster that was still as motionless as a mountain.

After a moment, he pointed to his chest blankly: "I, play with it?"

Isn't it really played with?

Gu Yun pushed the iron puppet into the small courtyard where Chang Geng lived, and Chang Geng followed behind weakly.

The young man was guilty of being a thief. Although he had barely maintained his calmness on his face, he still dared to glance at Gu Yun at one glance and glanced at him a few more times. Chang Geng found that Gu Yun was dressing very coolly.

In the early morning of early winter, the air was already turned into frost. Gu Yun was wearing only a half-new robe. When he was fiddling with the iron golem, he bent his waist a little, and the waist line seemed to be thinner than Chang Geng imagined.

Soon, Chang Geng realized that he was looking at the place he shouldn't have seen, so he quickly turned his head in a mess and asked, "Didn't you go out today?"

Gu Yun: "Yes, Xu Mu."

Chang Geng was silent for a while, but still couldn't help but say, "Why are you dressing like this? Isn't it cold?"

"Looking, don't learn from Shen Yi, come here quickly." Gu Yun waved at him, straightened the iron monster, and patted its hard shoulders, "This is a variant of the iron golem, different from the ordinary guardians. It is also called the sword puppet. The first instructor of many aristocratic families in the capital to practice martial arts and swords. I used it when I was a child - it can have several sets of fixed enlightenment sword techniques, with seven acupoints on its body, head, neck, chest, abdomen, shoulders, arms, and legs. If you can stab any one of the first four, it will stop immediately, but if it touches the last three, be careful. Even if it hits the shoulder and arm acupoint, it can move its legs and can lift you at any time. If you want to lock it, you can get all the acupoints in the shoulder and arm acupoints and leg acupoints in the shoulders and arms. How about it, try it?"

Gu Yun's explanation was not as good as a fart. After a few words, he immediately entered a simple and crude practice: "Hold your sword."

As the words fell, the iron golem had already started to move. Its eyes were bright and purple. It suddenly stepped forward and raised its sword to slash.

Chang Geng was not in his state and had not even pulled out the sword. He quickly rushed back a few steps away.

The iron golem did not leave him any room for breath. Once it was opened, it immediately began to chase him endlessly, and in a blink of an eye it had already forced him to the corner of the courtyard.

Chang Geng had nowhere to avoid, so he had to grit his teeth, hold the sword in both hands, and swing it from bottom to top. The two iron swords collided. Chang Geng's wrists were trembling, and the heavy sword fell directly off his hands. As soon as he had sweated, the cold sweat started to rise again, and subconsciously leaned back - the iron golem's sword stopped on his forehead and punched him.

A cold light condensed on the blade.

The courtyard was silent, with only Chang Geng's violent panting and the "rumble" power sound in the iron golem.

Gu Yun did not say anything or came forward to guide him. He sat down at the stone table in the yard, took out a small wine glass from his arms, untied the wine pot at his waist, and took the wine and food of Changgeng who was chased by an iron golem.

Chang Geng Yu Guang caught a glimpse of the old man, and he was even worse.

On the one hand, he was like a little peacock who had just grown up. Before he could grow his hair, he had already started to shake his hair with a hint of "giving him some color"; on the other hand, he was full of depression and felt a little dizzy when he saw Gu Yun.

The fighting intention in the boy's chest was swaying back and forth between gas and fire out, but the iron golem was unconscious. White steam was sprayed out from his feet, and he slid a few feet away without any grief or joy. He swayed his hands in a starting position and pointed his sword at Chang Geng again.

Chang Geng put the heavy sword on his shoulders and took the initiative to step forward. He thought desperately about the move that Gu Yun used a dagger to flash his sword when Yan Huizhu's mansion.

Gu Yun played with the small wine glass in his hand, and said "tsk", shaking his head when he saw it.

The edges of the two iron swords were rubbing violently, sparks flew everywhere, and unbearable pressure came from the hilt of the sword again. The Chang Geng Sword was not in place and the manpower was exhausted. The heavy sword was released again and threw it out more than three feet away.

The sword-serving puppet is used for training and will not hurt people. The purple light in his eyes has been destroyed for a few times. It lifts the sword hanging above Chang Geng's head away, slides out again, and changes his posture.

Chang Geng's forehead was sweating, but he couldn't help but be distracted and peeked at Gu Yun again, thinking in his heart, "Are he not going to leave today? What's so good about it!"

Gu Yun watched Chang Geng's sword being knocked away again and again, after drinking a pot of cold wine, his long legs were changed up and down three times, and he was very calm. It was not until the iron golem hit him hard that Chang Geng flew out in response, and he finally stood up calmly.

Chang Geng broke his skin on the ground, burning, and reached out to touch it, and there was still a little blood, but he didn't take care of it, because Gu Yun walked to him, hugged his hands in front of him, and looked at the tall iron golem in front of him.

Chang Geng subconsciously lowered his head, so frustrated that he didn't look at him.

"You are panicked and your feet float," Gu Yun said, "If you can't stand firmly under your feet, no matter how powerful the sword technique is, it will be water without a source and a tree without roots."

Chang Geng's heart moved and he raised his head very seriously.

Gu Yun was so serious that he said lightly: "Get up, I'll teach you."

Chang Geng was stunned at first, then opened his eyes wide. Without waiting for his reaction, Gu Yun picked him up without saying anything, held his sword hand from behind, and hugged him.

Chang Geng swallowed with difficulty and his back became tense.

Gu Yun whispered: "Relax, don't look at me, look at your sword."

Before he finished speaking, the purple light in the eyes of the iron golem opposite him was already roaring again, and the belly was rumbling, as if a war drum was floating, and it was still slashing towards him with a sword.

Even though there is a certain wildness hidden in Chang Geng's bloodline, it can only be stimulated in the tide of life and death full of anger. After all, this is just a sword practice.

For a moment, he didn't care about the intimacy that made him uncomfortable, and his first reaction was to retreat. Anyone would react like this when he was under pressure from such a giant.

But Gu Yun did not allow him to retreat. Chang Geng felt that his whole body was pushed and flew up by Gu Yun, and rushed towards the iron golem like a fearless puppet. His wrist was inlaid in Gu Yun's iron-like palm, and he involuntarily handed out the heavy sword in his hand. The moment when the short-term wars were connected, Chang Geng felt that his hand holding the sword had been turned over by Gu Yun at an extremely subtle angle, and the sword that was slashed under the iron golem was actually "pried" up.

Han Tie passed by him and almost cut his temples. Chang Geng instinctively closed his eyes, thinking that he would hit him directly.

Gu Yun sighed in his heart and thought to himself: "This child is missing some blood, I'm afraid he is not the one who holds the sword."

The smell of cold iron passed through Chang Geng's nose, and the iron golem stuck slightly. Gu Yun raised his foot and kicked Chang Geng's knee and shouted: "Open your eyes, arms!"

Chang Geng's knees became weak, his legs were bounced out by external force, and his toes were unbiased on the iron golem's arm.

The machine called "Kara" and locked her upper arm. Chang Geng had just vomited half of it in one breath. The next moment, Gu Yun suddenly bent down.

A sharp wind blew past his ears, and a "buzz" sound - the legs of the iron golem swept across the sky.

Gu Yun: "I'm optimistic."

He held Chang Geng's hand tightly, dragged the boy to slide a sharp semicircle on the ground, and the tip of the sword completely brushed the ankles of the iron golem.

With another "Kara", the iron golem was completely nailed.

It kept the golden rooster's independent movement still in place, and the purple light flashed in its eyes, gradually fading away and dimming.

Chang Geng's palms were full of sweat, and his chest was fluctuating violently, and he didn't even notice when Gu Yun let him go.

At this moment, he felt the gap like a natural gap between himself and his adopted father.

Gu Yun took the dust off his body leisurely: "Retreat is a natural human nature. If you face someone, it's okay to go forward and retreat. But remember, if you face an iron golem or heavy armor when you are not wearing armor, you must not retreat. Because these iron guys have purple and gold on their feet, you will be caught up with them once you retreat. At that time, your heart and body are backwards, and it is difficult to gather the power of counterattack in a short time, and instead they will fall into the hands of the other party in a hurry."

Chang Geng pondered for a long time and suddenly asked, "Is it true that if I meet an enemy that is much stronger than myself, will I have a greater chance of going forward than retreating?"

Gu Yun raised his eyebrows and said a little strangely: "Hey? Why did you have the 'adopted father' today?"

Chang Geng is good at everything, but he is always too angry to say that he is not big or small, so he keeps calling him "Sixteen".

Gu Yun was born on the 16th day of the first lunar month, and the nickname of 16 was given by the princess. Apart from the princess and the late emperor, even the old marquis had never called him that. Although he was not very concerned, it was awkward to be said by such a little thing all day long and sixteen short.

Based on his experience, Gu Yun felt that there were only two situations that he could catch the boy and call him "adopted father". One was that the blind cat met a dead mouse, and he accidentally made the boy happy, and the other was that the blind cat stepped on the dog's tail, and he accidentally made the boy angry.

Chang Geng looked at him deeply for a while and said inexplicably: "I used to be ignorant, but I won't know how to do it in the future."

He finally realized that he was hateful and despicable, and was incompetent, so how could he dare to continue to be willful?

Sometimes, it only takes one night for a young man to go from "thinking that he is growing up/human" to really growing up/human.
Chapter completed!