Lanke Chess Edge

The red fox had fallen asleep on the stone table at some point, the wind blowing his hair from time to time, a big tail covering his body, and sweeping it in front of him from time to time.

Ji Yuan replaced the green robe covered with fox blood, and put on a wide-sleeved long blouse that was blue in color but similar in style. This is what he saw when he came out of the room.

The red fox lying under the jujube tree is very peaceful.

Seeing Ji Yuan come out of the room, the fox who was sleeping soundly opened his eyes and looked at him.

"You rest at home, I'll go to the market to buy some food for you..."

Ji Yuan walked past the Chihu while talking, stopped before opening the courtyard door, then turned to look down at the Chihu who had been staring at him.

"I live in Ju'an Pavilion, but don't let me find out which one in the market is inexplicably short of chickens and ducks, do you understand?"

Obviously Ji Yuan's tone was very kind, but under the eyes of those ancient wells without waves, Chihu felt guilty.

"Uuuu..."

"Well, I'll take it as you know!"

After saying this, Ji Yuan went out to the market.

Today is still the Sun Kee noodle stall, and from afar, I heard diners at the noodle stall chatting about street anecdotes in the morning.

"Yo, Mr. Ji is here!!"

It was Old Man Sun who discovered Ji Yuan first. The chatter at the noodle stall suddenly fell silent. Many faces turned to look at them. When Ji Yuan turned his gaze to them, he immediately turned back and continued to eat noodles.

"Hello, Mr. Ji!"

Two familiar customers who knew Jiyuan before greeted Jiyuan.

"it is good!"

After Ji Yuan responded, he had already walked under the hood of the face booth, and old man Sun came out on purpose to wipe the only empty table again.

"Mr. Ji, please take a seat, there is haggis today, I'll keep it for you!"

"Okay, the same old way, a bowl of braised noodles and a bowl of chop suey!"

Ji Yuan pulled up his sleeves and sat down in the seat. Before the old man Sun left, he asked in a low voice.

"Mr. Ji, I heard someone say that at noon, you saved a fox?"

Those who are familiar with him know that Mr. Ji from Tianniufang is modest, courteous, and generous. Old Man Sun, who believes that he is very familiar with Ji, is not under any pressure. When he is curious, he naturally asks.

The other diners also listened attentively, and there was no sound of sucking the noodles.

Ji Yuan thought it was a little funny, even if the times were different, people's pursuit of gossip was similar, but there was no pressure, so he just said it.

"It did happen, when Ji was walking on the street, the fox was bitten by the yellow dog and chased and beaten by the idlers, and fled all the way to my feet. When I saw his miserable appearance, I felt sorry for him and rescued him. ."

This kind of thing is actually like which rich old man married a young concubine. It is a topic that will fade after a while. Although it is rare for a fox to worship people, it does not affect ordinary people after all. Mr. Ji, a special impression is left.

Ji Yuan said it was an understatement, not mentioning the mysterious story of the fox worshipping the yellow dog and retiring.

"Mr. Ji is really a kind person!"

Old man Sun is not good at doing business, so he can't chat any more. He praised him and went back to work, but he became more and more convinced that Ji Yuan was indeed a strange person, thinking that he might be able to ask him to interpret a dream in the future.

Today, Ji Yuan changed his habit of chewing and swallowing slowly. He ate his noodles quickly, and then went straight to the market to buy two chickens, one live chicken and the other killed by the stall owner.

When I came home, the old hen was still wilted, and I pushed open the courtyard door of Ju'an Pavilion.

A chicken and a fox met eyes instantly.

"Cuckoo~~~ chuckle~~~ chuckle chuckle~~~"

Because of the instinct of fear, the old hen suddenly jumped into joy, flapping her wings vigorously, and the fox on the other side also stood up from the stone table, grinning "呲~~~呲~~", revealing a fierce look with open teeth and claws.

Ji Yuan was a little nervous, closed the courtyard door and raised the dead chicken in the other hand at the red fox.

"You eat this today, and I'll give you live chicken when you recover."

After saying this, Ji Yuan walked directly to the side of the kitchen, locked the hen in the dusty chicken coop, and went into the kitchen to get a pot to boil water.

Ji Yuan, who doesn't know how to cook, is very skilled with knives because of his martial arts skills. With a few strokes, he will remove all the chicken bones and prepare to make simple boiled chicken.

Although it seems to be recovering well, Ji Yuan has seen what a fox looks like in the morning after all, so let's eat cooked food first.

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Twilight gradually fell, and after Ji Yuan used a casserole to bring the chicken with the soup on the stone table, she began to study the copybook seriously.

In my last life, there was a saying that calligraphy is like swordsmanship. I didn't believe it in the past, but now I have to believe it.

The words on this copybook are linked together, as if it were a sharp and sharp wandering dragon. There is no intuitive description of sword moves, but in Ji Yuan's eyes, there is a sense of sword power.

With a wave of his hand, a twig under his feet flew up and fell into Jiyuan's hands. He didn't know whether there was a similar technique in the cultivation method, but the so-called "taking things from the air" of high-level internal power, it was really a kind of aura to display. Elegance without smoke.

"Whoosh ... ... whoosh ... ... woo ..."

Using twigs as swords, without specific swordsmanship, the free and unrestrained swordsmanship is temporarily integrated into the swordsmanship of the Iron Punishment Battle Post~www.NovelMTL.com~ With a sensitive feeling, it will remove those jerky places, Hook, hang, point, pick, stab, tease, and split at your fingertips.

Gradually, the shadow of the sword technique disappeared, and even the shadow of the specific moves disappeared. Ji Yuan felt like he was swiping his brushstrokes and practicing calligraphy.

Ji Yuan's body in this life has always been called exquisite calligraphy, but at this moment, it is even more like a sword dance.

The wind in the courtyard of Ju'an Xiaoge turns at will. When the sword is swaying gently, the breeze slowly surrounds it.

Ji Yuan became more and more arbitrary, the twigs in his hands seemed to be pulled by sticky threads, and finally, as he waved his sleeves and swords, the breeze in the courtyard rushed out of the courtyard with fallen branches and jujube flowers, turning into a faint blue and yellow flower dragon. Flying in Tianniufang, it finally dissipated.

Some people smell the fragrance and look up, only to see the breeze sending flowers like rain...

For a long time, the sword rested in the small pavilion, and the sky was already full of stars!

Ji Yuan slowly calmed down his breath, the hearty feeling just now was really refreshing, and more importantly, even if he Ji someone couldn't see it, he knew that he must be handsome and unrestrained just now!

"That's right, no matter what the source of this Sword Intent copybook without sword moves, it's just called You Long!"

Perhaps the peerless master Zuo Kuangzu from decades ago would not have dreamed that the precious secrets in his tomb were already tasteless to Ji Yuan, but the sword meaning post written by the person who was dying with emotion for a lifetime of sword meaning was passed away. Counting fate as a treasure.

The fox didn't know when he had already finished eating the chicken, and stared blankly at the fate of the dragon in the courtyard. Strong shock!