White Jade Tiger

Chapter 8 Volume [-] The Murderer
Volume [-] murderer

Chapter 4 Gamblers and Zombies

When the laughter started, they were still far away, and just after the laughter ended, this person had already arrived in front of them.

A big man who was almost taller than Hu Ju, holding a sack that could hold a stone of rice in one hand, and another on his back, flew from the forest like a swallow.

Wuji only saw a flash of a figure, and this person was already standing outside the door of the carriage.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he really couldn't believe that such a big man would have such a deft movement.

The weather in April has already started to heat up, but this big man is still wearing a sheepskin jacket, his messy hair is tied with a rope, and he wears a pair of straw sandals on his bare feet.

He hadn't got his foot on his feet yet, but he pointed at his master's nose and laughed loudly: "My boy, you really have two hands. Even I can't think that you will choose such a place this year. It's on the side of the road, and it's called you Disciples and grandchildren pretend to be hawkers selling wontons. '

He didn't even show any respect for this master whom everyone respected.

But the master didn't take offense. Instead, he seemed to be smiling happily and said, "I didn't expect you to come here this year." '

The big man laughed and said, "Although I, Xuanyuan Yiguang, will lose every bet, my ability to find people is the best in the world!"

The master said: "Your ability to lose money is also the best in the world." '

Xuanyuan Yiguang said: "That's not true at all. '

The host said: "Since you know that you will lose every bet, why are you here again this year?"

Xuanyuan Yiguang said: "Everyone has a time of change of luck, this year my bad luck has gone, and my luck has changed." '

The host said: "Do you really want to gamble this year?"

Xuanyuan Yiguang said: "It is the grandson of the turtle who does not gamble." '

He suddenly shook out all the contents of the three sacks he brought, and said, "I'll use these to bet on the burden left by your disciples and grandchildren." '

Wuji stayed again.

Although there are all kinds of things shaken out of the sack, there is nothing that is not very valuable.

The ground is glittering with gold, gold candlesticks, gold incense burners, gold Buddhas, gold jewelry, gold crowns, gold belts, gold bars, gold nuggets, gold ingots, gold pots, gold cups, gold vases; there is even a gold chamber pot.

As long as he could think of anything that could be typed in gold letters, he had a lot of it in his sack, and some of the things were inlaid with jewels that were more precious than gold.

Is this man crazy?
Only a lunatic would use this amount of gold to buy dozens of tons of money-making appliances for selling snacks and snacks.

Unexpectedly, the master was even crazier than him, saying: 'I don't gamble. '

Xuanyuan Yiguang's face immediately became as if he had been slapped twice, and he shouted: "Why don't you gamble?"

The master said: 'Because your gambling capital is not enough. '

No one would think that his gambling capital is not enough, unexpectedly he himself admitted it, and said with a bitter face: "Even if the gambling capital I brought this time is a bit short, you still have to gamble!"

The host said: 'Why?'

Xuanyuan Yiguang said: "In the past ten years, I haven't defeated you even once, you have to give me a chance." '

The master was still thinking about it, and after thinking about it for a long time, he reluctantly agreed: "Okay, I will give you a chance!"

Before he finished speaking, Xuanyuan Yiguang jumped up and said, "Quick, get the dice." '

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The dice are already ready, as if the master had already prepared for his coming!
Dice carved from white jade, bowls made of gold.

Xuanyuan Yiguang was immediately refreshed and said, "I'm happy when I see these three dice, and I'm happy when I lose!"

The master said: "Who will throw first?"

Xuanyuan Yiguang said: "I. '

The master said, "It's just the two of us betting, whether we're going to be the dealer or not?"

Xuanyuan Yiguang said: "It doesn't matter. '

The master said: "Then even if you throw a four five six, I can still catch it." '

Xuanyuan Yiguang said: "Okay, I'll throw a four, five and six out, and see how you catch up." '

He grabbed the dice from the bowl, clamped it with the joint between his index finger, middle finger and ring finger, 'ding, ding, ding', knocked three times on the side of the bowl, and then grabbed it high, 'Hwarang Lang' sprinkled it down.

His technique was proficient and beautiful, and he could only see three white dice spinning around in the yellow bowl without stopping.

When the first dice stops, it is a 'four', and when the second die stops, it is a 'six'.

Xuanyuan Yiguang gave a loud shout.

'Fives'!
The third dice actually rolled a 'five', and he actually rolled a 'four five six'.

Except for 'Leopard' which has the same point on three dice, 'Four Five Six' is the biggest.

Rolling a dice to roll a 'leopard' is simply more difficult than getting a cycad to bloom.

Xuanyuan Yiguang laughed and said: "It seems that my luck has really changed, this time it will not be easy for me to lose even if I want to." '

He suddenly turned to look at Wuji, and suddenly asked: "Have you ever played with dice?"

Of course Wuji gambled.

He is not a good boy, he has gambled on all kinds of bets, and he often loses all his "lucky money".

The host said: "How about you throw a throw for me?"

Wuji said: "Okay." '

As long as it is something that he thinks it is not necessary to refuse, he will happily say 'yes'!
He has always seldom refused other people's requests.

The master said: "May I ask him to throw this one for me?"

Xuanyuan Yiguang said: "Of course." '

The master said, "If he throws a leopard, you won't regret it?"

Xuanyuan Yiguang said: "If he can throw a leopard, I will..."

The master said: "How about you?"

Xuanyuan Yiguang said decisively: "I will do whatever he wants." '

The master said: "This means, what he wants you to do, you can do it?"

Xuanyuan Yiguang said: "Not bad." '

The master said: "Do you know that this sentence cannot be said casually." '

Xuanyuan Yiguang said: "Why?"

The host said: "I used to know a girl who was very angry with my friends, and she often liked to say this sentence!"

Xuanyuan Yiguang said: "The result?"

The master said: "In the end, he became my friend's wife." '

Wuji suddenly smiled and said: "But you can rest assured, no matter what, I will not ask you to be my wife." '

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Like Xuanyuan Yiguang, he grabbed the dice, clamped it with three fingers, "ding, ding, ding", and knocked three times on the side of the bowl.

With a sound of 'Hwaranglang', three dice fell into the bowl and kept spinning.

Xuanyuan stared at the three dice, his eyes straightened.

The master suddenly sighed and said, "You lost again." '

After saying this, the three dice stopped, and it turned out to be three 'six'.

'Six Leopards', this is the supreme treasure in dice.

Xuanyuan Yiguang was stunned for a long time, then suddenly roared: "I'm so mad!" After somersaulting three times in the air, no one was there.

He left as soon as he said, and he walked faster than when he came. If the gold cups, bowls, bars, and nuggets he brought were not left on the ground, it seemed that no one like him had ever been there.

Sikong Xiaofeng kept smiling, sitting quietly enjoying it, and then he opened his mouth and said, "I remember Xuanyuan Sanguang, an "evil gambler" among the "Ten Evil Men" in the past. '

That was of course a long, long time ago.

In that colorful era, heroes emerged in large numbers in the arena.

'Evil Gambler' Xuanyuan Sanguang, 'Blood Hand' Du Sha, 'Don't Eat Human Heads' Li Dazui, 'Not a man or a woman' Tu Jiaojiao, 'Admiring people don't pay for their lives' Cai Mimi, 'Hide a knife in a smile' Hahaer...

And Xiaoyu, the world's first wise man, and his twin brother, Hua Wuque, were both famous and influential figures in the world at that time.

Until now, their names have not been forgotten, and their glory has not faded.

Sikong Xiaofeng said: "But I don't know that there is a man named Xuanyuan Yiguang in Jianghu. '

The master smiled and said: 'Of course you won't know. '

Sikong Xiaofeng said: "Why?"

The host said: 'Because you don't gamble. '

Sikong Xiaofeng said: "Is he also a gambler?"

The master said: "He gambled more fiercely than Xuanyuan Sanguang, and he also lost more than Xuanyuan Sanguang." '

Sikong Xiaofeng admitted: "He can indeed lose. '

The master said: "Xuanyuan Sanguang will not lose all his money until the dawn and the light of day." '

Sikong Xiaofeng said, "What about him?"

The master said: "When the sky is still dark and people have no light, he has already lost all his money, and he lost it all at once." '

Sikong Xiaofeng said: "So he is called Xuanyuan Yiguang?"

The master smiled and said, "Can you give him a better name?"

Sikong Xiaofeng also laughed: "I can't." '

The master asked Wuji again, "Is he rich?"

Wuji could only admit, "Yes." '

The master said: "He will definitely not forget you, after all, there are not many people who can throw three sixes at once." '

Wuji replied: "There are not many such people." '

The host said: "It is my luck to find you to catch the knife for me. Of course, I should also give you something to eat." '

Mowgli doesn't object either.

The host said: "You can choose any of the poles on those burdens and take them away." '

Wuji said: "Okay!"

He didn't ask: "I don't sell wontons, why do I need so many shoulder poles?"

He thinks that this kind of thing is neither necessary to refuse nor worth asking.

The master looked at him with admiration in his eyes, and said: "You can choose five." '

Wuji said: "Okay." '

He immediately walked over and picked up a pole at random. As soon as he picked it up, a look of surprise appeared on his face.

The pole was so heavy that he could barely hold it.

He chose another one, and the expression on his face was even more surprised. He couldn't help asking: "Are these poles all made of gold?"

The master said: "Every one is. '

Wuji asked, "Is it pure gold?"

The master said: "Ten out of ten blunt gold." '

Not only the shoulder pole is made of pure gold, but other things seem to be as well, even if they are not pure gold, they are also pure silver.

Only then did Wuji know that Xuanyuan Yiguang wasn't crazy, neither was his master, it was those peddlers who were crazy.

The master smiled and said: 'Actually, they are not crazy either. '

Wuji said, "No?"

The master said: "They know that I need to raise thirty attendants and eight hundred horses, and that I spend a lot of money and have no income, so every year on this day, they will send me something. '

Of course they don't sell wontons. They sell wontons for 300 years, and they can't make such a pole.

The master said: "They used to be my old department, but now they are all businessmen." '

Wuji said: "It seems that the business they are doing now must be very good." '

He didn't want to ask too much, and he didn't want to know too much.

But the master asked him again: "Do you know Granny Hei?"

Wuji said, "I know." '

The master said, "Do you know what business she is in?"

Wuji said, "I don't know." '

The host said, "You don't want to know either?"

Wuji said, "I don't want to!"

The master said, "Why don't you want to?"

Wuji said, "Everyone has the right to keep a little privacy for themselves, why should I know?"

The master laughed again: "They don't want people to know, so when they come every year, their whereabouts are very secret. '

Wuji said, "I can see it." '

The host said: "The place where we meet every year is also very secret, and it changes every year. '

Wuji pondered, and suddenly asked: "But Xuanyuan Yiguang can find you every year!"

The host said: "This is his annual gamble, and he has never missed it!"

Wuji smiled and said, "His ability to lose money is really good." '

The master said: "It's not only good, it's the best in the world." '

Wuji said, "Is his ability to find people the best in the world?"

The host said: 'Absolutely. '

Wuji's eyes lit up, but he lowered his head, picked five poles at random, and walked over holding them with both hands.

These five poles are really heavy.

The master looked at him and said with a slight smile: "If he wants to find someone, he can find him wherever he hides, but it's a pity that it is not easy for others to find him." '

Wuji didn't seem to hear what he was saying at all, he slowly put down the pole, and suddenly said: "Although my horse is not a famous Dawan breed, I don't want to crush it to death." '

The master immediately understood what he meant: 'These five poles will crush it to death?'

Wuji said: "These five poles can even crush me to death!"

The master laughed and said, "Of course you don't want to die." '

Wuji said: "So I can only keep it here now, if I need to use it, I will definitely come and get it." '

The master said, "Can you find me?"

Wuji said: "Even if I can't find it, you must have a way for me to find it." '

The host asked: "Have you always seldom rejected others?"

Wuji said, "Very little." '

The master sighed and said: "Then I can't seem to refuse you." '

Wuji raised his head, stared at him, and said, "So, you must find a way so that I can find you at any time." '

The master laughed again, turned to Sikong Xiaofeng, and said, "This young man seems to be smarter than you." '

Sikong Xiaofeng smiled and said, "He is indeed not stupid!"

The master said: "I like smart people, and I always hope that smart people can live longer." '

He said this sentence very strangely, and there seemed to be a deep meaning in it.

Wuji didn't know if he understood.

The master suddenly took off the golden bell on the armrest, threw it to him, and said: "When you want to find me, just ring this golden bell seven times, and every time you ring seven times, someone will bring you to see me." . '

Wuji didn't ask any more questions, and immediately put the golden bell close to his body, keeping it very carefully.

A satisfied smile appeared on Sikong Xiaofeng's face.

At this time, there was the sound of more drums in the distance, and it was already the second watch.

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It should come as no surprise that there should have been more drumming in the middle of the night.

Wuji seemed surprised.

Although the two beeps were far away, they were very clear to the ears. It sounded as if someone was knocking on the beep.

He couldn't help asking: "Is it really not the third watch?"

No one answered his words.

All lights have been extinguished.

The woods immediately became dark again, and from the lights exposed in the carriage, another group of people could be vaguely seen coming.And carrying a big box.

Looking at it from a distance, this box actually looks like a coffin.

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The master suddenly sighed and murmured: "He finally came." '

Wuji said, "Who is here?"

There was a strange expression on the master's face, and after a long time, he answered word by word: "It's a dead man." '

The dead are usually in coffins!
The box was indeed not a box, but a coffin.

Eight thin and long men in black came over carrying the pitch-black coffin.

There was actually a person sitting on the coffin, dressed in snow-white clothes, he was a child in his teens.

When the light shone on the child's face, Wuji was taken aback.

This kid is actually the kid who brought him here just now, only with snow-white clothes!
Why did he suddenly sit on the coffin?
Just as Wuji couldn't figure it out, someone beside him was pulling the hem of his clothes, asking softly, "Do you think that child on the coffin looks like me?"

Wuji was surprised again.The child pulling his clothes was the one who brought him here just now, and he was still wearing the bright red suit.

The two children turned out to be exactly the same.

'Duk! Tuk! Tuk!'

The watch sounded again, and Wuji finally saw the person knocking the watch, with green clothes, white trousers, hemp shoes, and a pale face, holding a light gong, a small stick, a bamboo drum and a short white staff in his hands.

'Death watchman' Liu Sangeng is also here!
He didn't see Mowgli, he couldn't see anything.

He was still concentrating on knocking on his watch.

Although it is not yet the third watch, but the second watch has passed, can the third watch be far behind?
When will it be the third shift?
Whose soul is he going to steal this time?
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The child in white clothes sat upright and straight on the coffin, not even moving.

The kid in red was smiling at him.

He kept a straight face and ignored him.

Children in red clothes made faces at him.

He simply turned his head and didn't even look at it.

Although the two children look exactly alike, their tempers seem to be completely different.

Wuji finally couldn't bear it anymore, and quietly asked, "Do you recognize him?"

'Of course I do,' said the kid in red.

Wuji asked again, "Is he your brother?"

'He is my enemy. '

Wuji was even more surprised: "You are all children, how did you become enemies?"

The child in red said: "We are born enemies, we are born enemies. '

Wuji asked again: "Who is in the coffin?"

The child sighed: "Why are you getting more and more stupid, of course there is a dead person in the coffin, don't you even know such a thing?"

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The coffin has been put down, just outside the car door, the dark coffin is shining under the lamp.

Not the light of paint!
Is this coffin also like those shoulder poles? It is also made of gold?
The eight men in black who carried the coffin had beads of sweat on their foreheads, although their faces were livid and expressionless.

The coffin was obviously very heavy, and it seemed to be really made of gold.

What do they bring a dead man up here in a golden coffin?
The child in white was still sitting on the coffin, and suddenly waved to Liu Sangeng.

As if Liu Sangen could see it, he walked over immediately and bent down.

The child in white clothes stood up slowly, and actually stepped on him and stood on his shoulder.

This well-known life-threatening watchman seemed to have awe and respect for the child, letting him stand on his shoulders, without even showing any displeasure.

The child in red was whispering to Wuji again: "Believe it or not, since he was born, his feet haven't got any mud on them." '

Wuji said, "I believe it." '

The child in red sighed and said, "But my feet are full of mud." '

Wuji said: "I like children with mud on their feet. When I was young, I even had mud on my face." '

The child in red laughed again, and suddenly held his hand, saying: "I like you too, although you sometimes become silly, I still like you the same." '

Wuji also wanted to laugh, but he didn't.

The lid of the coffin has been lifted, and a person is lying straight in the coffin, with his hands folded on his chest, his snow-white clothes are spotless, and his pale and haggard face has no blood at all. It looks like he is dead After a long time, it has become a zombie.

The coffin was pitch black, and the dead man was pale. Under the dim light, it looked even more eerie and terrifying.

Why did they open the coffin? Did they want the zombie to see the owner, or did they want the owner to see the zombie? The zombie closed its eyes.

Zombies are nothing to look at either.

But the master was indeed looking at him, and suddenly heaved a long sigh, and said, "One year is finally over, how are you doing?"

He actually seemed to be talking to this zombie.

Can zombies hear it too?
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The zombie can not only hear, but also speak, and suddenly said: 'I'm not good. '

Hearing these three words from a zombie's mouth, even Sikong Xiaofeng was taken aback.

He couldn't help but think of all kinds of stories about the resurrection of zombies in those mysterious ancient legends.

The zombie asked again: 'What about you?'

The master said: "I'm not good either. '

The zombie suddenly let out a long sigh, and said, "Xiao Donglou, you hurt me, and I hurt you too." '

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Wuji didn't know until now that the name of this mysterious owner was Xiao Donglou.

Who is this zombie?
Although his voice was rustling and cold, it was full of indescribable sadness and regret.

If a person is really dead, really turned into a zombie, he will not have this feeling.

But he looked like a dead person, not at all angry, let alone alive.

Even if he is still alive, it may not be because he wants to live.

Because he has no interest in life.

Xiao Donglou's smiling face seemed to be filled with remorse and sadness at this moment, but he immediately smiled again and said with a smile: "I knew you would say my name as soon as you came." '

The zombie said: "If you don't want others to know your name, I can kill everyone who hears these three words!"

Xiao Donglou said, "Do you know who they are?"

Zombie said: 'It doesn't matter who they are. '

He didn't even open his eyes, there was no one in the world who he could see in his eyes.

But he himself is just a zombie who can only lie in a coffin and cannot see the sun all year round.

Wuji suddenly laughed.The sound of laughter was harsh.

He was never willing to refuse other people's kindness, and he was never willing to be angry with others.

Although the zombie's eyes were closed, his ears were not plugged, so of course he should be able to hear what he meant.

Sure enough, the zombie was asking: 'Who are you laughing at?'

Wuji replied very simply: 'Laugh at you!'

Zombie said: 'What am I being ridiculous about?'

Wuji said: "What you said is not only ridiculous, but also ridiculous." '

The zombie's eyes suddenly shot out a light that was brighter than lightning. No one would have thought that such a dying person would have such a pair of bright eyes.

These eyes are staring at Wuji.

Wuji was actually staring at those eyes, his face didn't even change at all.

Zombie said: 'Do you know who I am?'

Wuji said coldly: "It doesn't matter who you are. '

As soon as this sentence was finished, the zombie stood up straight.

He didn't even move up and down, and no one could see how he stood up.

He neither stretched out his feet nor raised his legs, but suddenly his person was outside the coffin, stretched out a pair of big bony hands, grabbed it out of thin air, and a few gold objects flew into his hands.

The golden pot, golden cup, and golden bowl are all pure gold, but in his hands, they turned into mud. He pinched and rubbed them casually, and turned into a golden stick. straight.

Wuji's palms were already sweating coldly.

Seeing such qigong and palm strength, it would be a lie to say that he is not afraid at all.

However, even if he was terribly afraid, he would never back down and run away.

The zombie asked again: 'Now do you believe that I can kill you at any time?'

Wuji said, "I believe it." '

The zombie said: "Who were you laughing at just now?"

Wuji said, "It's you." '

The zombie suddenly raised its head to the sky and screamed, and stabbed out with a stick. The speed and power of this stick, no one in the world can parry and dodge.

But the stick didn't hit Wuji.

He stabbed Xiao Donglou.

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Of course Xiao Donglou couldn't dodge.

I saw the golden light flickering, pointing down along his limbs and Shaoyang points, and in an instant, 64 big acupoints on his front were touched.

The golden stick suddenly picked up again, lifted his man lightly, and hit 64 acupoints on his back with his backhand, the technique used was so strange and the speed was so fast, it was not only shocking, but also unbelievable.

At least half of the 36 acupoints and 73 acupoints on the human body are fatal vital points. With this method, there are vital points everywhere.

But Xiao Donglou did not die.

He had already landed lightly on his soft couch, but there was a very relaxed expression on his face, as if he had just recovered from a long illness, or as if he had just let go of a heavy burden.

Then he let out a long breath and murmured: "It seems that I can endure another year." '

Zombie said: "What about me?"

Xiao Donglou said: "As long as I don't die, you won't die." '

The zombie said: 'Because you know that only I can save your life. '

Xiao Donglou said: "I will never forget this point." '

Zombie asked: "Where is the antidote?"

Xiao Donglou stretched out his hand slowly, and there was a small blue and white porcelain vase in his hand.

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After eating the medicine in the porcelain bottle, the zombie had the same expression on Xiao Donglou's face.

Then he got into the coffin, lay down straight, closed his eyes, and seemed to be asleep.

The child in red kept holding Wuji's hand tightly, as if he was afraid that he would lose his composure, and even more afraid that he would meddle in his own business.

He didn't feel relieved until the zombie lay down, and said quietly: "I was really scared just now." '

Wuji said, "What are you afraid of?"

The child in red clothes said: "I'm afraid you will rush to save my master, as long as you make a move, you will kill him." '

Wuji said, "Why?"

The child in red said: "I don't know too well, I only know that his true energy is stagnant, and I must use a unique method to get this zombie out of him, because his body is limp and paralyzed, and there is no way to channel his true energy." Qi, apart from this zombie, there is absolutely no one who can hit the 120 eight acupuncture points all over his body in one breath. '

He thought for a while, and then said: "The most important thing is that this breath must not be broken, once it is broken, there is no salvation." '

Wuji said: "This is your master's secret, you shouldn't have told me." '

The child in red said: "We are already friends, why can't I tell?". '

Wuji didn't say anything more.

He is a person who is easily moved, and when he is moved, he is always speechless.

The child in red rolled his eyes and suddenly asked, "If that zombie asks you again, who were you laughing at just now? What would you say?"

Without thinking about it, Wuji said, "I'm laughing at him." '

The child in red asked again: "Can you see what kind of technique he used when he tapped the acupuncture points?"

Wuji said, "Is it swordsmanship?"

The child in red said: "That's right, it's swordsmanship. It's not easy to use swordsmanship to acupoint acupuncture points." '

Mowgli admits.

The lightness and flow of swordsmanship is very difficult to identify other people's acupoints.

The child in red asked: "Have you ever seen such a fast swordplay?"

Wuji said, "No." '

He added: "I have never seen such accurate swordsmanship. Not only can I stab 120 eight swords in one breath, but also, each sword can accurately identify the acupoints. '

The kid in the red dress said, "Don't you admire him too?"

Wuji said: "I only admire his swordsmanship." '

The kid in red smiled: "Do you know why I like you?"

He believed that even if Wuji knew, he wouldn't tell.

So he said it himself: 'Your bones are really hard, hard as hell!'

Wuji didn't mean to object, which was something he was always proud of.

The child in red suddenly asked again: "Do you think that child has been staring at me?"

Wuji also noticed this early on.

The child whose feet never got mud was always staring at them with a pair of round and bright eyes.

The kid in red said, 'He must be mad!'

Wuji asked, "Why is he angry?"

The child in red said: "Because he was waiting for me, but I am here to chat with you." '

Wuji said, "Why is he waiting for you?"

The kid in red said, "He's waiting to fight with me." '

Wuji said, "Fight?"

The child in red said: "His master came here not only for the antidote, but also for him to fight with me." '

He smiled again: "We have played once a year since we were eight years old, and we have played for five years. '

Wuji said, "Why are you fighting?"

The child in red said: "Because his master and my master can no longer fight, so they recruited an apprentice at the same time. Since the master can't fight anymore, let the apprentice fight. Whoever wins the fight will win the fight." It's whoever is more capable. '

Wuji looked at him, then at the child whose feet never got muddy, and couldn't help asking: "Are you brothers?"

The child in red clothes said with a straight face, "We are not brothers, we are natural enemies." '

Wuji said, "Since he was waiting for you, why didn't he call you over?"

The child in red said: "Because he has to pretend to be a very personable person, and he is very cultivated and calm." '

Wuji said: "So, now you deliberately want to make him angry?"

The child in red clothes said: "He is learning swordsmanship, I am learning internal strength, if I don't get angry with him, I'm afraid I've been killed by him."

Defeated five times. '

Wuji understood what he meant.

Sword learning focuses on sensitivity, while internal strength focuses on foundation. Although the two lead to the same goal, the progress of learning sword is always faster.But

No matter what you learn, you can't get angry when you fight.

Anger creates negligence, and any negligence, however small, can be fatal.

The child in white clothes was already a little impatient, and suddenly said loudly: "Hey!"

The kid in red ignored him.

The child in white clothes said louder: 'Hey, when will you become deaf?'

The kid in red finally looked back at him and said, "Who are you talking to?"

The child in white said: "Follow you!"

The child in red said, "I'm not calling you hello." '

The child in white clothes jumped up suddenly, swept over the roof of the car from Liu Sangeng's shoulder, and said, "It doesn't matter what your name is, come here!"

The kid in red finally walked over slowly and said, "I'm already here!"

The child in white clothes said: "You come up!"

The child in red shook his head and said, "I can't go up." '

The little boy said, "Why?"

The red boy said: "I can't fight you on top of my master's head." '

He smiled and said again: "You can have no rules, but I can't have no rules." '

The white boy's face was already red with anger, and he jumped down suddenly. The heavy rain just stopped, although his movement was light, he still splashed mud with his feet.

The little red boy said: 'Oh!'

The little boy said, "Oh, what?"

The little red boy said, "I'm taking care of your feet. How can a man of high status like you get mud on his feet?"

Bai Zizi sneered and said, "You don't have to worry about me, I can change shoes at any time." '

The little red boy said, "How many pairs of shoes do you have?"

Bai Zizi smiled coldly and said, "There are at least seventy or eighty pairs." '

The red kid laughed and said, "Okay, great, you have more shoes than Concubine Yang!"

He deliberately made a very sincere look: "It's just that I'm still a little worried for you." '

The white boy's face was already pale with anger, but he couldn't help asking: "What are you worried about?"

The red boy said, "I'm afraid you won't grow taller." '

The two children looked exactly the same. When they stood together, others could see that the red child was at least two inches taller than the white child.

The red boy said again: "Children who don't want to get mud on their feet will never grow tall. Besides, you are too angry." '

One child deliberately made another child angry. Although the other child tried desperately to look like an adult and was not as knowledgeable as the other child, he still couldn't help being extremely angry and spoke childish words.It would have been a lot of fun watching these two beautiful, identical kids bickering mischievously.

But when they made a move, no one thought it was fun.

(End of this chapter)