Curse back: As a swordsman, what's wrong with a happy ending?

Chapter 4: Da Yan handsome guy? Young landlord?

"…by practicing in the morning and evening, the three external treasures can be perfected, and the softness and hardness can be achieved. In addition, the secret practice of swordsmanship can make the outer shell focused and the spirit stable."

A gentle voice recited softly, and dots of white light like broken stars, dragging their tails, lingered around the young man.

The boy was about fifteen or sixteen years old, with a slender figure, wearing a loose black sportswear, and sitting on the floor with his eyes closed and fingers intertwined. A few strands of hair were scattered in front of his eyebrows, his jawline was clear, his facial features were handsome, and his eyebrows were sharp and his eyes were bright.

The early morning sun shone into the house, and the shadows of the trees were reflected on his body. Three special lights were hanging above and below his body - they were three flying swords.

The flying sword surrounded by golden light was flying around his head, the flying sword surrounded by white light was floating below his chest, and the flying sword surrounded by yellow light was attached to his abdomen.

These are the Qian, Kun and Dui hexagrams in the Eight Trigrams.

That day when he came to the world of spells, he summoned the first white flying sword in a critical moment to cut off the curse; a few years later, he summoned the flying sword with a golden handle, and later helped Oda Ling break free from the curse; after another three years of nurturing and breathing, he finally cultivated the third flying sword three months ago - the yellow flying sword in his lungs.

A sparrow landed on the windowsill, jumping around with its head tilted. Suddenly, it was frightened by something and flew away.

Su Ze took a long breath, gathered the white gas around him, and then stood up. In the sunlight, you can see the luster of his skin, which is the result of "Qi" warming his body.

Su Ze has no curse power, but he has the "Qi" of Da Yan. With the Taoist scriptures that naturally emerge in his mind, he can also curse and kill with his eyes.

Also, because of his unique way of cultivation, no one in the vast East Ocean was willing to compete with him for the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, so it was natural that his cultivation speed was able to advance by leaps and bounds.

Su Ze stretched lazily. Then he moved his legs and pressed his body, slowly pushing his palms and punching. The steps of his feet faintly drew the Taoist Yin-Yang fish pattern, and the whole person seemed to merge with the world.

If there was an authentic Yan person here, he would find Su Ze's movements very familiar, and then slap his head and suddenly say, "This is exactly the same as the old men and women in the park in the morning."

——Tai Chi. One of the treasures of Dayan culture.

After about a quarter of an hour, he slowly finished his move.

Picking up his flip phone and changing into sneakers, Su Ze pushed the door open and walked out.

……

"Ah, Ze-san—" Oda Ling, who had just left the house, saw Su Ze. She looked very healthy, with a rosy complexion and full of energy. Her work clothes made her figure look even more slender, and her shirt was straight.

We met at the door again.

"Going for a morning run again?" she asked with a smile.

"Well, Miss Oda left so early today too." Su Ze responded.

"Haha, I'm not very good at cooking, so I usually just buy something to eat on the way. Considering the time spent on the road, it's just right~" Oda Ling was embarrassed to admit that he couldn't cook, and scratched his face awkwardly.

Su Ze chuckled and said, "Ms. Oda, have a safe journey today as well."

“Yes, yes! Ze-san… you, you too!” Oda Ling blushed deeply, and quickly bowed to cover it up, then immediately ran towards the stairs, “Then, then I’ll leave first!”

Damn it, has Zejun become so much of an adult? She touched her burning face.

Su Ze looked at her hurriedly leaving back, blinked, and then shouted: "Ms. Oda, be careful when going downstairs, you are wearing high heels!"

"I know! I'm an adult!" Oda Ling's tone was a little shy.

Then Su Ze saw her tilted slightly, and then her arms waved like octopus tentacles. She jumped up several steps before hurriedly grabbing the handrail, her back heaving violently.

"…It's okay, I, I am an adult!" Miss Oda seemed to want to prove something.

Su Ze: ╮( ??w?? )╭

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7:47 AM

Su Ze had already changed into his school uniform and walked into the school gate carrying a shoulder bag. He passed by the boys and girls around him and went straight to the teaching building.

……

"Su, Su Jun, can we have dinner together this week?" The girl in school uniform handed over a pink letter paper. Her head was facing the ground. She was too shy to look directly at the other person. Her arm was shaking nervously. Her hair was hanging down, covering her shoulders and arms. From Su Ze's angle, she looked like a sea urchin.

Su Ze had just opened his locker, with a piece of toast bought on the roadside still in his mouth. He was holding the locker with one hand and taking off his shoes with the other hand. This was really unexpected.

He chewed the bread in his mouth quickly, then quickly swallowed the rest of the bread into his mouth, tilting his neck back and swallowing it with difficulty.

"...Ahem," he choked, "Sakurai-san, I'm very sorry, the Kendo Club has activities scheduled this weekend." He pounded his chest, trying to swallow the piece of bread completely.

"Is, is that so..." The girl named Sakurai's face turned even redder. She lowered her head even lower, and the parts of her ears that were not covered by her hair turned red. "I'm sorry... Su-jun, wu... I'm really sorry to bother you--" She said with a little cry in her voice.

Hey, what's going on? Why do I look like an unforgivable villain?

"Um, that, Sakurai-san," Su Ze smiled awkwardly, "I'm really busy this week. If you don't mind, we can make an appointment again in the future when we have time--"

"Really? That's great--" Sakurai suddenly looked up and stared at Su Ze's face. It can be seen that this girl with almond eyes is quite delicate, a typical girl next door.

"Of course." Su Ze quietly moved his eyes to the side, revealing a (′? ?`) expression.

Don't be so definite. Neither the words "later" nor "maybe" clearly express an attitude or set a time limit.

In short, it's all about delaying, detouring, and practicing Tai Chi, which he is good at.

-

Class 1(A) of Senior High School.

What happened in the morning was just a small episode, which only caused a little splash in his second dull and ordinary life.

Su Ze held his chin up and looked out the window. The Mediterranean uncle on the podium was talking nonstop with a textbook in his hand. There were rustling sounds of writing in the classroom, and whispers and snoring in the back row.

Su Ze enjoyed his current life very much. His identity as a small landlord basically made him worry-free about food and clothing, and his memories of his past life allowed him to master current knowledge without much effort. In addition, he did not have to deal with those life-threatening curses, nor did he have to engage in intrigue with the forces and camps with ulterior motives. In his spare time, he also went to the Children's Palace to learn kendo.

"——Student Su Ze, please answer this question." The deep voice awakened Su Ze who was thinking.

"Ah..." Su Ze stood up and looked at the familiar benzene ring. "The method of preparing aldehydes... is generally through an acid-catalyzed aldol condensation reaction, which is to react a hydroxyl compound with an acid catalyst (such as sulfuric acid) to generate the corresponding aldehyde."

"That's a very good answer. Please sit down." Mr. Mediterranean pushed his glasses and praised.

As a result, Su Ze did not respond. The classroom was silent for a moment, and the bell above Mr. Mediterranean's head reflected the light.

"...Student Su Ze, you can sit down now." He reminded again.

"Ah? Ah! Okay, sorry." Su Ze sat down.

Su Ze frowned and turned to look downstairs - a shit-yellow curse was carrying a long piece of banner and wriggling under the teaching building. It made a squeaking sound of joy, and two smaller curses followed behind it.

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