I'm really a villain

The sky gradually turned pale, and the candles in the lanterns gradually burned out.Xie Xianying repeated Professor Ning Fuyi's sword moves over and over again, until the sky was bright, the old man finally got up, saw Xie Xianying whose back was soaked in sweat in the yard, with a trace of satisfaction on his face, and then shouted again : "Raise your wrist an inch, keep your sword flat, your arm steady, your spirit calm, and your spirit calm."

After practicing for a full two hours, Xie Xianying stopped to take a nap, Ning Fuyi brought tea and asked the old man, "Master, how is it?"

The old man said: "The comprehension is not bad, but it's rare to be neither arrogant nor impetuous. I don't have the energy now. You should teach me first, and then ask me if you don't understand."

When the old man left, Xie Xianying was drinking tea, Ren Ning wiped his sweat with a handkerchief, and asked, "Senior brother, what sect are we, and what is the name of the master?"

Ning Fuyi said: "I don't know Master's name either. I only know that he was a knight-errant when he was young, and later he retired to the mountains and called himself the Floating Old Man. As for sects, we have no schools or sects. Master said that he has no intention of establishing a sect. This disciple inherited his martial arts, it is fate. There are more than thousands of sects in the Jianghu, and they are always fighting endlessly. It is enough for us to be independent, and we don’t want to promote the sect and cause disputes.”

"Then what about the sword technique we practiced? What is it called?" Xie Xianying practiced for a long time, but the sword move didn't even have a name.

Ning Fuyi smiled and said: "There is no name either. Master said to give names to the moves. When we make moves, we always think of names, which wastes time. As long as we don't know the names, sword moves can be made from the heart anytime, anywhere, and it's even faster than that." Others will score quickly."

Xie Xianying stuck out her tongue and said in a low voice: "I think it's because Master and the old man are too lazy to think about it, so they use such big talk to deceive people."

Ning Fuyi also lowered his voice and said: "I also felt the same way when I was young, so I went to ask my master, but I was beaten up a lot."

Xie Xianying let out a chuckle and said, "It's a good thing you're here, senior brother, otherwise I'd definitely be beaten up too!"

"Then you have to listen carefully to your brother." Ning Fuyi patted him on the head.

Xie Xianying pouted quietly: "Understood."

The time in the mountains is leisurely and slow, but after all one year has passed, the plum blossoms in the yard are blooming, and it is another year of blooming.

This year Xie Xianying's martial arts improved a lot, with Ning Fuyi around, he was lucky not to be beaten by his master.It's just that Ning Fuyi can't stay in the mountains all the time, at least four or five months out of a year.

When he asked the master about it, the old man Fuyou said: "He has already left the teacher, I don't care what he does when he goes out. You ask so many questions, just practice your sword well, and go down the mountain to fetch a hundred loads of water. "

Xie Xianying hurriedly kept silent, but she was quite unconvinced in her heart. Apart from practicing kung fu during the day, she often looked forward to her senior brother's return and Ning Fuyi's white figure turning around on the path at the foot of the mountain.

However, when the mountain flowers gradually bloomed and the tender buds turned green, Ning Fuyi still did not come back, but several other guests ushered in the valley.

"Stinky old man, will you still be a turtle this year? Dare you come out and fight?"

"Brother, I think this old man is very old, and he might have died in it a long time ago."

"Hahaha, what the third brother said is reasonable. Although we have a rift with him, we still live together on the same mountain. It is really unbearable not to contain his corpse."

"How could he be dead? Didn't he bring a beautiful husband into the mountains last year? This old pervert is afraid that he will have a good time every day, so he won't be able to get up in bed..."

These words were sent from far away with internal force, the speaker did not know how far away, but Xie Xianying could hear them clearly in the mountain, only felt that the chest was full of anger, and there was nowhere to vent her anger.

Then look at the old man Fuyou lying on the bamboo rocking chair, exhaling smoke rings, while pointing Xie Yuying: "The moves are messed up, what are they like! Why do you practice more and more?"

Xie Xianying stopped angrily, and said: "Master, who are those people, you just let them insult you like this?"

The old man Fuyou squinted his eyes halfway, and said: "It's just a few little mice squeaking and screaming, it's worth your anger. There are more than tens of thousands of mice in this world, do I have to pay attention to every one that calls? Rats are gone, can't life be better?"

"But..." Those words were so vulgar and hard to hear, Xie Xianying was full of irritability.

The old man Fuyou shook his head and said: "Only when your senior brother is here, you are quieter. What did he say when he taught you before? People who practice martial arts are most jealous and have distracting thoughts. It just so happens that these little mice come here by themselves." It is a good opportunity to help you sharpen your mind. Practice the sword technique twice, if you dare to practice a wrong move, don't eat tonight!"

Xie Xianying held up a sword flower vigorously, trying to keep those vulgar and obscene words out, but when she really calmed down, she couldn't help thinking about Ning Fuyi again.

I don't know what he is doing outside, why hasn't he come back for so long?Did you encounter any accident?If he was there, he would definitely not let those stinky mice be so arrogant.

"It's wrong again! You can't listen to Master's words, can you? Go to the room to meditate and think about your mistakes, and you are not allowed to eat dinner!" The old man Fuyou waved a bamboo stick, and hit Xie Xianying's arm hard, and then into the room.

Xie Xianying stroked the sore spot from the beating, glanced at the path at the foot of the mountain that was always empty, kicked over a stone bench, and went into the house.

It was the hour of Haizheng, and the bamboo house was completely silent.

Xie Xianying was so hungry that she tossed and turned on the bed for a long time, but finally couldn't help getting up and going to the stove, and opened the lid of the stove to see that there were two warm steamed buns and two dishes of side dishes inside.

He turned his head to look at the house of the floating old man. It was pitch black inside, and he had already fallen asleep.

Looking at the top of the head again, the moon is hanging on the top of the mountain. Today is the sixteenth. The moon like a jade plate illuminates the entire valley brightly, with silver lights all over the place.

Xie Xianying closed the lid of the pot angrily, thinking that I would not eat yours.

At this time, there was a loud teasing from outside the mountain that finally fell silent. It sounded eerie in the cold moonlight.

Xie Xianying was a little curious as to why those people came to challenge the master. Judging from their tone, it seemed that they had come here before.

I have been in the valley for more than a year, and I haven't stepped out for half a step. The one who walked the farthest was my brother who took me to take a bath under the waterfall in the back mountain.

I remembered that last summer, two people were swimming in the crystal clear water.But in fact, Ning Fuyi was the only swimmer, and Xie Xianying was a landlubber. Fortunately, the water in the pond was not deep.Ning Fuyi also washed Xie Xianying's hair, and said that when he held the crown ceremony in the past few years, he would definitely celebrate it.

The gentle words are still in my ears, but people have disappeared for two months.Xie Xianying suddenly came up with a bold idea, or else go out to the mountain to have a look, just take a sneak peek at the appearance of those few people, if they only know how to do three-legged cat kung fu, then I will just pass it off for the master, and wait for the senior brother to come back , I might even praise myself for practicing martial arts hard enough.

It is also in this mountain all day long that there are only him and the old man floating. You look at me and I look at you every day. I have long been tired of it, and it is very boring.

Thinking of this, Xie Xianying went back to the house and carried the long sword on her back. After thinking about it, she put the steamed buns in her arms and tiptoed down the mountain.

If I want to fight later, I must not lose my strength, I am venting my anger for my master, so I should eat his food, Xie Xianying thought so, and turned around the path after a few leaps.

The jokes from those people came continuously, Xie Xianying followed the sound and ran.Ning Fuyi taught him a lightness kung fu, he only tried it a few times in the valley, now he used this kung fu, he ran up a mountain in the blink of an eye, really as fast as a shooting star.

Thinking about it this way, I felt that I missed my senior brother even more, so I stuffed the steamed bun into my mouth and took a few bites, thinking to myself, when you come back this time, I must find a way to punish you, otherwise I will spend all my time outside without knowing home.

Not long after, the laughter of those people gradually approached, Xie Xianying slowed down, and at the same time, there seemed to be the sound of a woman begging and crying.

He was startled, no wonder these people laughed strangely, it turned out that they had caught a woman to tease her.

The foot accelerated slightly, and soon came to a platform on a cliff.

He came up from the gentle slope behind the cliff, not daring to get too close, hid in a big tree, and carefully watched the situation on the cliff.

I saw four men lighting a fire on the cliff, and half a deer was roasting on the fire.

On a big rock beside the fire lay a woman in disheveled clothes, her hands and feet were tied with ropes, and she was crying.

"The old man refuses to come out of the mountain, brother, we have to find a different way." A man with the appearance of a scholar said to a thick and bearded man.

A thin man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks next to him said: "If you want me to say, let's just break in."

A trace of fear flashed in the scholar's eyes, and he said: "The old man's martial arts are too powerful, and he has a disciple by his side, who is not a kind person. If we go in rashly, we won't be able to please him, so why don't we lure him out, so that we can use it on our own territory?" It's easier to deal with."

"If you want me to say third brother, you are too timid. The old man said that we are not allowed to step into the valley, so you really dare not go." A middle-aged man dressed as a farmer was sitting in the shadow by the fire, and he was disdainful to the scholar. He said, "It's been so many years, the old man's energy has long been exhausted. Didn't we find out that his disciple went out of the valley a few days ago, and now is a good time."

The scholar glared at him, and said: "Let's try to hit the target with one blow. The four of us have practiced martial arts hard all these years. If we can't get rid of that old guy at once, we won't be able to stay in Canglang Mountain anymore, and I'm afraid our lives will be lost." No guarantee."

The skinny man echoed: "The third brother is right. Let's disturb him like this once a year to make him let go of his guard against us. One day we will make him die at our hands."

The eldest brother among the four said at this time: "Okay, before the tail behind catches up, let's enjoy this little beauty first."

As soon as the words fell, the other three laughed lewdly and turned their eyes to the woman on the rock at the same time.

The author has something to say: Ah Ge: Ah Ying, are the steamed buns delicious?

Aying: It’s okay.

A Ge: Does that face hurt?

Ah Ying: (raises sword)

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