Chen Zhe and Qin Xin are better off than newlyweds, so they naturally have countless things to say.
But before that, the little girl insisted on asking Chen Zhe to practice the sword moves in the sword manual. The wild way worked, but when he met a real master, he would definitely lose his shit.
She flipped through the sword manual: "There are more powerful sword techniques in our sect, but it's a pity that I don't dare to get them."
Speaking of this, she felt a little regretful...
Of course, the little girl hopes that Chen Zhe will be as powerful as possible. Although she has countless cultivation methods, she dare not teach any of them to Chen Zhe.
People in the cultivation world have a deep understanding of the sect, and the most important thing is that the sect's classics must not be leaked, not to mention that Tianxin Pavilion is a famous sect in the world.
If Chen Zhe uses Tianxin Pavilion's Kung Fu and is discovered, Qin Xin will not be the only one who will be unlucky. Chen Zhe may be hunted down by the entire Tianxin Pavilion's masters.
The little girl has been reading a lot of books in the sect during this period, just to find a method suitable for Chen Zhe's practice. It seems that only this sword technique is acceptable, but it is not a top-notch technique after all.
"Hey, I wish I could find a more powerful sword manual sometime,"
Chen Zhe smiled: "It's okay, I'll find someone to practice with first. Now I fight with people all the time. On the surface, I look powerful, but in fact, there are too many flaws. It will be miserable when I meet a real master. If I can't do it, I will Looking for people who can't beat me,"
"Bah, I don't bully the weak and fear the strong," Qin Xin rolled her eyes disdainfully.
The two of them moved the sofa and coffee table in the hall of the villa to one side and were about to practice swordsmanship when the little girl's cell phone rang.
Qin Xin looked at the phone in confusion: "Who will call me?"
She took the phone and it was an unfamiliar number.
The little girl hesitated, but still answered the phone. She was very cautious and waited for the other party to speak first, just in case Qin Chuan got her phone number.
Sure enough, the other party spoke first: "Excuse me, is Chen Zhe here?"
It was a strange man, and Qin Xin didn't think he knew him.
She glanced at Chen Zhe doubtfully: "I'm looking for you,"
Chen Zhe took the phone from her hand: "Who are you..."
"It's little brother Chen Zhe, I am..."
Little brother……
Chen Zhe felt a chill. The other party's tone was too polite, and it was a bit flattering.
Hearing the voice, a wretched face floated before Chen Zhe's eyes.
"It's...Master Hu,"
Master Hu opposite him nodded excitedly: "It's me, it's me,"
Chen Zhe said doubtfully: "How did you know this phone number?"
Master Hu chuckled: "You have used my phone to call this number, so I know,"
Chen Zhe remembered that he had indeed used Master Hu's phone to call Qin Xin's number, but he didn't know what Master Hu wanted to do.
Ever since Master Hu's magic circle was inexplicably broken, his attitude toward him suddenly took a 180-degree turn. His attitude was so amiable that Chen Zhe found it terrifying.
He asked Master Hu warily: "Are you... okay?"
Master Hu chuckled: "If something happens, I won't look for you if nothing happens. Can you go to the door of the Zhou family's old house?"
Master Hu has arrived at the door.
Chen Zhe hesitated and said: "You...look for me,"
How could Master Hu not hear the vigilance in his words?
This wretched man smiled horribly: "Haha, I don't mean any harm. I have something you need and want to give it to you."
what.
Chen Zhe became more vigilant: "Why did you give your things to me?"
Master Hu said politely: "Anyway, I don't mean any harm. If you are worried, you can ask the little girl next to you to come with you. She can see what this is and you will like it."
Master Hu spoke so mysteriously that Chen Zhe was a little curious.
Qin Xin next to her was even more curious and poked Chen Zhe a few times: "Let's go and take a look. Anyway, if it's not a good thing, we just don't want it."
That's right, anyway, it's up to him whether to give it away or not, and it's up to you whether you want it or not.
Chen Zhe and Qin Xin walked out of Zhou's old house and saw this master at the door who didn't look like a master at all.
Master Hu was still wearing shorts and a vest, dressed like an old man enjoying the cool air in an alley. When he saw Chen Zhe coming over, he handed him something: "Take a look at this thing first and then decide whether you want it or not."
It's not big and light, and it's wrapped in newspaper.
Qin Xin squeezed over: "Show me, show me,"
She grabbed what Master Hu brought and tore off the newspaper. Behind the newspaper was an oil paper bag, and inside was a shabby cloth bag. After opening the layers one by one, there was a thin layer of leather inside. , I don’t know what kind of animal skin it is made of.
Qin Xin turned over the leather, and there were densely written characters on it, all in small regular script. There was also a figure of a human figure holding a sword.
Her eyes lit up: "This is... the sword manual,"
"That's right," Master Hu chuckled.
Qin Xin pushed the thing in front of Master Hu: "We can't have this,"
Although the little girl looks silly, she is never confused when it comes to serious matters.
If this secret book is precious, then why did Master Hu, who met by chance, give it to Chen Zhe? What is his mysterious purpose? What should I do if he is not well-intentioned?
If this thing is worthless at all, it is even more unacceptable to ask for it. To owe someone a favor for no reason is simply too bad and cannot be done at a loss.
Master Hu did not pick up the piece of leather: "You are an expert, let's see if this thing is good first."
Chen Zhe shook his head: "Master Hu, you have helped us, and I appreciate your kindness in my heart, but I don't want to be rewarded for no merit. We can't have this thing."
Master Hu chuckled: "It's not that you don't get paid for your merits, but that this thing should have been yours. As for why I said this, someone will tell you the reason in the future."
Master Hu smiled meaningfully. When Chen Zhe went to ask him, Master Hu turned around and left, obviously because he was afraid that Chen Zhe would refuse.
"Wait a moment,"
The little girl shouted, then flew to grab Master Hu's arm, but felt that Master Hu's body disappeared as soon as she grabbed it.
Not far away, Master Hu got into a car and waved his hand. By the time Qin Xin tried to chase him again, it was already too late.
This scene looked so familiar that Chen Zhe asked doubtfully: "This is a substitute talisman."
"Well, this person is an expert in spells, I didn't feel it at all," Qin Xin nodded, holding the sword manual left by Master Hu, a little at a loss.
This piece of leather seemed to be a hot potato now, and Chen Zhe intuitively felt that Master Hu had no ill intentions.
But if a man always relies on intuition to do things his whole life, he will probably die quickly.
Is this thing reliable?
"What should we do? This person doesn't give us any room to refuse. It's so abominable." Qin Xin took the sword manual and threw it away. It would be wrong not to throw it away.
"How about... I won't practice for now, and you can see if this sword manual is powerful. If it is, we will make a copy and send it back and say we don't want it. If it's not powerful, then we have to send it back."
This little pervert wants to take advantage and doesn't want to owe any favors.
Qin Xin glanced at him with disdain: "What's the use of having a face for someone like you?"
"My face is specially for you to kiss," Chen Zhe said proudly.
The little girl blushed, and grabbed Chen Zhe's face in shame and anger, and pulled hard. Chen Zhe screamed in pain, "Oh, why are you pinching me?"
"The face you have is just for me to pinch."
As Chen Zhe and Qin Xin walked back, the little girl opened the sword manual and looked at it carefully: "This first move is nothing special. It's nothing more than going straight into the middle palace and seizing the enemy's head. Each door has its own sword. Pies are all there, no fuss,”
"It turns out it's a parallel-imported sword manual, then we can't have it,"
Just as Chen Zhe was about to take the sword manual, Qin Xin pushed his hand away: "Wait a minute."
Qin Xin carefully brought the sword manual closer, looked at the words on it, and whispered: "This first move is called attack."
Depend on.
Chen Zhe couldn't hold back his breath and squirted out.
The first move is called attacking, and the second move is called receiving.
TMD is this a manual for gay friends? Is Master Hu... showing his love to himself...
"Damn it, you think I'm a gay friend. I'm going to find that nonsense Master Hu. If I don't beat him until thousands of chrysanthemums bloom, he won't know why Jin Tao Yuanming only loves chrysanthemums," Chen Zhe almost said After spitting it out, he felt indignant. He rolled up his arms and sleeves and wanted to settle the score with Master Hu, but the little girl grabbed his arm.
"Wait a minute, let me read the instructions above again,"
Qin Xin looked at it carefully and suddenly laughed out loud: "Who wrote this sword manual so that you can brag? Take a look here."
Chen Zhe stretched his head over, and there was a note next to the first move:
The most powerful killing move in the world, the enemy cannot be avoided, and the enemy cannot be defended. All swordsmanship in the world is contained in it. Complexity is reduced to simplicity, clumsiness is better than skill. The enemy cannot resist, and the only way is to tie up your hands...
Before he finished reading, Chen Zhe was dumbfounded.
This is not bragging, this is lunatic...
"That doesn't mean you will be invincible after learning one move."
This sword manual seems to be as unreliable as Master Hu himself.
Why does it feel like Yang Guo learned the Nine Swords of Duhu?
Chen Zhe grabbed the sword manual and said, "Throw this thing away."
"Wait a minute, let me take a look at the mental technique. Maybe the sword moves are mediocre, but maybe the important thing is the mental technique." Qin Xin stubbornly glanced at it a few more times: "Well, this mental technique seems a bit interesting, but why? It can’t be as powerful as he said,”
Chen Zhe saw that Qin Xin seemed to be undecided, so he asked tentatively: "How about I practice this first move and see if it works."
"Well, it seems possible. I'll give it a try, too."
Qin Xin felt that this sword manual was not very reliable, but the bullshit on it aroused her curiosity.
This time I tried something weird.
The mental method of the first move "attack" is only a few sentences, less than forty words, but Chen Zhe practiced it until night and still didn't understand it clearly. The seemingly simple route of moving Qi seemed to violate the principles of practice.
When Chen Zhe used the above moves, his breath suddenly became stagnant. At Chen Zhe's level, he couldn't move his breath at all.
When his breath became clear, he couldn't use the sword move.
"It's strange...this trick seems to be contradictory," the little girl sat on the ground, propped up her chin, and thought hard.
Whether this move is easy to practice or difficult to practice, it doesn't matter. But if this move doesn't work, then it is a big problem.
Qin Xin hesitated and said to herself: "It's so strange... but there is something wrong with it."