The night wind was getting cold. She was only wearing a small black dress in the summer, and it was obvious that she couldn't resist the chill of the city.
In particular, the intense and exciting things that happened in the private room just now made her body soak in a layer of cold sweat. Now that her body was cooling down and her sweat was cold, she felt even colder.
She grabbed the white shawl on her shoulders with both hands, as if it would warm her up a little.
"Take a taxi back?" Fang Yan saw her embarrassed look and said softly.
"Take two steps." Xia said. She didn't have a RV property in this city, so she was picked up by a driver when she went out. When she came out of Sky One, she didn't call the driver to arrange a car. Now, she wouldn't call the driver out of her house. The driver also had his own life.
Fang Yan walked on the right side of the wind, so that he could help her block the wind a little. He said, "I also thought of taking off my coat and giving it to you …" "But I'm afraid that you'll refuse and make me feel awkward."
"You haven't tried, how do you know I'll refuse?" Xia asked.
Fang Yan looked at Xia Zhi from the side and saw a pair of bright and gentle beautiful eyes.
This girl's eyes are so beautiful!
After thinking about it, Fang Yan found a problem. In fact, most beautiful women had beautiful eyes. Qin Yitian, Jiang Qin, Yuan Lin, and even Lu Chaoge … The eyes were the window to the human heart. If a person's eyes were ugly, then no matter how exquisite the woman's facial features were, she could only be called a beauty with personality.
Thus, Fang Yan took off her black coat.
Xia Zhi didn't hold back and naturally took it and draped it over her shoulders.
"I feel much better." Xia Zhi said with a smile. "I often take the coat from the boy when I'm acting. This is the first time something like this has happened in real life …"
"Is this also acting?" Fang Yan asked.
Xia Zhi frowned slightly as he looked at Fang Yan and said, "Fang Yan, I found that you are very aggressive."
Fang Yan smiled bitterly and shook her head. "It's probably because I'm not in a good mood."
"Can you tell me now? Who is he? "Xia Xia asked as he looked at Fang Yan with a burning gaze.
"I don't know," Fang Yan said. He knew Summer would ask this question. He could send away Jiang Qin and Yuan Lin, he could send away those students, but it wasn't that easy to deal with Xia Chen.
"You don't know either?" Xia Keke's pretty eyebrows furrowed again. "Although his goal is to attack you, he's also trying to hurt me while attacking you … Do you need help?"
Fang Yan glanced at Xia Zhi and said, "Yes. I don't need it either. "
"Hmm?"
"I need you to help me find him. I don't need you to do anything, "Fang Yan said. "He's very strong. Don't make unnecessary sacrifices. "
"Understood." Summer nodded. "Jiang Qin and Yuan Lin are both good seedlings …"
"That's their business. If you really like them, you can have a good talk with them. "Fang Yan said," I won't make decisions for their lives. Because I can't afford it. "
"But I can see that they trust you very much."
"Because I'm their teacher. A teacher who thinks he's pretty good … "
"You have to help me with the new album."
"I need to think about that."
Xia Chen was a little anxious and said, "Fang Yan, you're really making me suffer like this … I can find other Tai Chi experts, I can find a replacement. However, I clearly know that there's a better choice, and I clearly know that you're the most suitable … After seeing you play Tai Chi, how can I choose someone else? "
Fang Yan thought for a moment and said, "It's quite difficult."
"If you don't show up, I'll feel that my work isn't the most perfect. It's the same feeling before the preparation, and it's the same feeling after the work comes out. Even if I think about it many years later … It might still feel like this. I'm a Virgo, and the thing I'm most afraid of is imperfection and regret in life. "
"…"
"Promise me, you can make any conditions, okay?"
"Okay." Fang Yan said.
"What conditions?"
"Conditions are conditions. I can make any conditions." Fang Yan said. Before the ninja entered the house, Xia Chen's words really touched Fang Yan a lot.
He talked about calligraphy, tea ceremony, Guoxue, tradition, and education. In fact, it was also to instill the profound culture of Hua Xia to the students, so that these students could pass it on from generation to generation and carry it forward.
Xia Chen was a star. She sang and acted, but she was also doing the same thing as Fang Yan. Moreover, her influence was far greater than that of Fang Yan.
"You agreed?" Xia Chen asked in surprise.
"Sort of." Fang Yan said. "It's just a scene. I don't think too many people will pay attention to it. This way, I'll solve my problem of becoming famous …"
"Fang Yan, thank you. Thank you very, very much. "Xia Chen said with a smile.
She waved her hand and a taxi stopped beside her.
Xia Zhi opened the door and got in. When Fang Yan wanted to follow, the door of the taxi closed with a 'bang'.
"Don't you need me to send you back?" Fang Yan asked with a smile.
"I'm not that delicate." Xia Zhi said with a smile. "Go back and rest. There's no need to make another trip. "
Xia Chen waved at Fang Yan, and the taxi drove away.
Fang Yan smiled and walked in the opposite direction.
… ….
… ….
Under the moonlight, in the cold wind, a boy with a cold expression was practicing his swordsmanship.
In the courtyard, there was an ancient locust tree. The boy stabbed his sword at the tree with the thick trunk.
Pah!
Pah!
Pah!
One sword after another, Qianye Haowu had already stabbed out one thousand two hundred and twenty-six times.
The same posture, the same angle, and even the same strength. Every night, he would stab three thousand times.
This was the request of his father, the Qianye Ministry of War.
The world found it strange. The Qianye Family was famous for their saber, and Qianye Zhou Zuo had used the Beichen One Blade to bring the Japanese saber technique to a height that the world paid attention to.
However, his descendant, the Qianye Ministry of War, was good at using the sword. Everyone felt that there was something wrong with this person's head. If he didn't inherit such a good saber technique, why did he enter a field that he wasn't good at?
While everyone was in doubt, the Qianye Ministry of War traveled to the Seventeen Islands of the East Ocean with his sword, challenging the Yi Dong Sword House, the Kaga Shadowless Sword, and the Itamoto Berserker Sect … Three battles, three victories, and one fell swoop to take the crown of the number one swordsman in Japan.
One had to know that the Yi Dong Sword House's master, Yi Dong Jun, was previously recognized as the number one swordsman in Japan. The Qianye Ministry of War had defeated him, so he naturally inherited this title.
From then on, all doubts disappeared.
However, there were still many people who felt strange. Why … … He used a sword?
"The saber depends on the strength, the sword is heavy and exquisite." The Qianye Ministry of War stood behind his son and watched. He carefully watched every thrust of Qianye Haomu's sword. Qianye Haomu thrust one thousand two hundred and twenty-six times, and he also watched one thousand two hundred and twenty-six times.
Not a single strike was missed, as if each strike was an exquisite sword technique.
Dressed in a white robe, his long hair was loose, and he stood ramrod straight. The gentle moonlight shone on his face, making his pale complexion look even whiter. There was a kind of divine light in his narrow eyes that made it hard for people to look up at him.
"Exquisite is born, but it also depends on hard training. Three thousand strikes a day, the same angle, the same speed, and the same strength. After eighty-one days, this move will become a part of your body. You don't have to think, and you don't have time to think. You just use this sword when you strike. "
"Then I only know this one sword?"
"Isn't one sword enough?" The Qianye Ministry of War said with a smile. "What kind of neck needs two slashes to break?"
"… …"
"Hua Xia has Daoism, and Daoists pay attention to the life of all things. However, the true Great Way of Nature is that all things return to one. Wulang can see eighteen changes in every strike you make, and Qing Yin can see forty-nine changes … I can see three thousand nine hundred and ten. "
Qianye Haomu's hand trembled, and the sword in his hand almost fell out.
The godlike experts in his heart, Inoue Wulang and Qing Yin, were actually so far behind his father?
"In the past, I could see at least nine thousand changes." The Qianye Ministry of War's eyes were filled with infinite regret as he said, "Every additional strike is an illusion of a sword. Of these three thousand nine hundred and ten strikes, three thousand nine hundred and nine are illusions … When all these illusions disappear, the supreme sword path can be achieved. "
Qianye Haomu quickly gathered his thoughts, raised his sword again, and thrust forward. He said, "Father, do you mean that the more Wulang and Qing Yin can see, the better, and the less you need to see, the better?"
"No, the less they need to see, the better. It's best if they can only see one strike, the original one. "
"Then father …" Qianye Haomu felt a little dizzy. It would have been fine if his father hadn't taught him, but why did he become more and more confused about what the essence of sword path was?
"All things in life. All things have not been born, so how can all things return to one? "
"I understand," Qianye Haomu said seriously.
"A sword is a sword. It's the sword that you thrust out. It's the sword that kills. It's the sword of law. It's a thousand changes, a thousand miracles, but the essence won't change, "the Qianye Ministry of War's voice was fascinated, and he said," This, is why I came to Hua Xia. "
"Father, why did you come to Hua Xia?" Qianye Haomu asked curiously. Wasn't his father here to avenge him? He wanted to beat up that little teacher named Fang Yan, and it would be best if he could cut his neck with a sword … If it wasn't for this reason, why would he immediately make the decision to move his family to China after he returned from a crushing defeat?
"To practice the sword." The Qianye Ministry of War spat out these two words clearly.
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