Chapter 4 Desire (!!)
Bum! Bang!
Two muffled sounds, and the heavy stone lock fell to the ground.
The breeze brushed away the sweat on his face, and the turbid liquid hanging on his forehead kept gushing out from under the skin, slowly converging and trickling, wetting his eyebrows and covering his eyes.
Tick, tick.
Is it sweat or tears on the wet surface?
"Master, Yi'er and Yi'er have finished."
Wow, Liu Yi knelt on the ground and was out of breath.
His face was red and his blood was surging, but the meridians of his whole body could not withstand such an exaggerated momentum. For a moment, his chest was a little stuffy and he couldn't breathe.
The Master just looked aside and did not say anything. His calm eyes seemed to be staring at an ant by the roadside, rather than a disciple who had been raised for ten years.
No encouragement, no harshness.
Liu Yi never looked up and did not find it. In the bright eyes of the master, there is a foot length, such as a real fine light!
"Yi'er, how long have you been practicing like this?"
Of course, practice is not just as simple as taking a horse step. Liu Yi conjud that studying and practicing martial arts was hard and tried his best. But the husband's tone was so light that people could not hear joy and anger, and he was quite depressed.
"Five or five years, master."
Even the heavy breathing sound was deliberately lowered, and the power bursting out of the blood was not what his fragile body could carry at all. This forced breath adjustment made me dizzy again. But Liu Yi did not dare to faint and could not faint. He was not afraid of the husband's scolding, but he was extremely afraid of the disappointed look.
That look is sharper than any scolding.
"Yes, it's been five years~"
Unexpectedly, the Master seemed to just ask casually this time, and there was no follow-up.
He looked up, squinted, and let the sun shine on his face.
The warm taste can't warm his heart. The golden face looks more solemn.
"Yier, you know how much I expect from you."
The master muttered as if he were talking to himself.
Liu Yi knelt down and was powerless at first, but now he really dares not get up.
"Yi'er and Yi'er disappointed the master."
Shame? There is no need to be ashamed. He is just a half-child, and others are playing in the mountains, but his life is boring and boring day after day.
I don't know if I heard Liu Yi blame himself and didn't answer.
At this time, a line of egrets crossed the sky and walked flat in the sky.
The husband suddenly laughed.
His smile loosened the whole surrounding environment, and Liu Yi's hanging heart also fell down.
"Yi'er, you know, is the hometown of teachers."
Liu Yi looked up at the Master in surprise. The latter just stared at him calmly, a little expectation, a little gentle, a little cold, a little inexplicable - just like in the past.
"Yi'er, Yi'er doesn't know."
I don't know, of course I don't know. After living together for ten years, Liu Yi knows best that the first taboo of the husband is that others ask about his past, let alone his hometown.
Even the hidden "magic wine pot" has to be invincible.
Looking at Liu Yi's little face full of confusion, there was a faint desire in his eyes, and the husband smiled again.
Many years ago, he liked to laugh~
"An optimistic life cannot be satisfied with an optimistic attitude. I didn't understand it before, but when I understood it, it was too late.
After saying such a boundless word, the Master shook his head, then cut into the theme and pointed to the sky.
"Look at those birds, free and soar in the sky. Flying has always been one of the greatest dreams of our mankind. When I first climbed to the cloud with the skill of light body, I will never forget that feeling for the rest of my life..."
Speaking this, the husband paused for a moment, and the egret has gradually faded away...
Liu Yi's face was full of yearning. He didn't understand what "flying" meant to a warrior, but he knew that the Master must have been a great person in the past. He secretly vowed to become such a great person.
The master caught the worship in Liu Yi's eyes. Somehow, instead of being complatic, he laughed at himself.
"Do you know that in my hometown, even I don't know how to go back. There, even a baby can fly into the sky with the help of external forces~"
Irreed Liu Yi's shocked eyes, and the husband seemed to be a little depressed.
"Many times, I have been wondering whether this is my opportunity or ~
"If my lifelong efforts have been readily available, then what's the point of everything?"
Liu Yi didn't dare to answer, and he didn't know how to answer. Inexplicably, such a picture appeared in his mind: a city cast by reinforced rock, a layer of pavilions broke into the sky, the sky, the ground, a metal monster roaring and roaring...
He shook his head fiercely, trying to get these endless pictures out of his mind. Every midnight, I dream back to that magical scene and stand among countless metal monsters.
He is always frightened, screaming, trying to escape, and inexplicably frightened.
Every time an arrogant and roaring iron cow knocks him away, and at the end of the dream, he will always wake up and sweat all over, which is like a serious illness.
This is Liu Yi's secret. He thinks it should be the central demon of the husband's mouth, so he does not want to mention it to anyone.
Time slowed down in the silence of the two.
At this time, there was a crack explosion in the distance, and a shocking rainbow pierced the sky!
Gha, Ga, Ga!
Liu Yi has been smart and clear since he was a child, and he even heard the messy and sad calls of birds.
Turning around and looking up, I saw a bloody rain blooming in mid-air in the far away.
Other people can only see one small dots, but he clearly captures it. It is an arrow, a cloud-piercing arrow, running through at least ten egrets. How many wild birds faint, with a conical blood fog, disappeared above the nine heavens!
"Yes, is Uncle Cang hunting?"
Liu Yi asked uncertainly, and his eyes were full of surprise and envy.
He had never seen that as a piece of egret fell in the distant sky, the husband's face was gloomy and almost dripping water.
...
"When the arrows swing the demons, they smile proudly, but ask the world's people, who dares to enter the abyss!"
A man held his bow and stared blankly at the sky.
He muttered to himself and did not look at the skill of an arrow. He had a group of dolls waiting on the side, coaxed and rushed up to the place where the wild geese fell and cleaned up.
The man sighed and his face was thin and tired. He shouted and told a slightly bigger mountain baby to help him pick up the fallen arrows in the distance.
The blow through the clouds is farrowing, and there is no trace of the flying arrow. In fact, he knows that the power of a blow is mostly to rush to the sky, and the arrows will not fly too far.
And every time he hunts birds here, the arrow falls at the same point, 300 feet away, and will not overtake three feet.
In the eyes of the mountain people, there is no doubt that this kind of archery is already amazing.
The man left silently and was even lazy to distribute prey.
The wife, who stood aside early, hurriedly greeted him and stared at him with a little worry.
A man surnamed Cang smiled at her and did not see the reluctance, but gave people a purely comforting consciousness.
The woman wanted to stop talking, and finally had to gently take his arm and go back together.
...
A plain day, and then it passed.
For Liu Yi, he lifts weights step by step and exerts his strength. Run all over the mountain with stones to accumulate endurance. Walk along the edge of the water tank to exercise. The master can always think of one strange way after another to "torture" him. From the beginning, life is worse than death, and now it is really vigorous.
Although the master is always dissatisfied with his progress, as a child, Liu Yi is still very proud in private.
How many teenagers can learn from him and kill the iron-backed wolf with a knife? It's not a knife, just a firewood knife!
...
The yellow green light is fragrant.
If a gentleman cooks far away, the husband will naturally not cook on the stove.
These are all left and right houses in the village. They have been done by themselves and sent by themselves.
There is nothing else, the master is highly valued, and the blessed side is a truly virtuous person.
This kind of person can be respected by villagers regardless of age or wherever they go.
...
"Eat meat!"
The Master had a calm face and stuffed a large piece of goose meat into Liu Yi's bowl.
Looking at a lot of bones on the table in front of him, Liu Yi was muffled, resisting stomach discomfort, and chewed and swallowed.
Well, this is not goose meat, but an egret from the hunter's gorysanthealis in the daytime, which tastes delicious and unusually.
Of course, whether the taste is good or not doesn't mean anything to Liu Yi. No matter who is bloated and nauseous, he will no longer enjoy the delicious food.
Liu Yi lowered his head and took a meal. He secretly looked at the calm, but in fact, he was particularly dull, and secretly slandered himself.
In half an hour, a whole pot of fresh meat was put into the belly, and the other dishes did not move. The husband didn't touch it. I guess he has no appetite. Liu Yi... Liu Yi is full and just wants to vomit...
I don't know whether the husband has a grudge against the egret, or Cang Capricorn, or he has a grudge against him.
Naturally, Liu Yi did not dare to say much. After eating, he put down his bowls and chopsticks and sat down silently and respectfully.
Speach, split~
Naturally, there is no good oil in the countryside. It is this green lamp oil, which is much better than ordinary people, and the firelight is still quiet.
The husband's face was uncertain, and even the shadow behind him seemed to be swaying. In fact, Liu Yi's face was also not very good-looking.
His stomach is pouring over the sea due to absorbing too much oil.
"Yi'er, do you know what is the essence of martial arts as a lifelong teacher?"
Liu Yi lowered his head. He knows best this problem, after all, it is related to his practice since childhood. However, out of vague fear and respect, he did not dare to look up and straighten his chest like those students who answered the master's questions in the daytime.
"Yes, it is the first light skill in the world, Tianji step."
I responded in a low voice, and I don't know whether I was afraid of outsiders hearing it or the husband's hearing it.
The teacher didn't think so and nodded with satisfaction.
"Not bad, it's just a heavenly step! This is not only the world's first martial arts light skill, but also combines the art of transcending the world, even some people from outside the world... ai~”
Speaking of his own unique learning, the master touched his long beard with one hand, his face was shining, and he looked a little complacent.
Of course, today's self-bragging, halfway through, he died with a sigh.
Liu Yi also breathed a sigh of relief and finally didn't have to listen to those old sayings with cocoons in his ears.
Silent. When two people are together, they are both men. Many times, after a long time, there is indeed only silence.
The husband is an optimistic man who doesn't know how to express his feelings, not to say that he still has many unspeakable secrets.
Liu Yi followed his husband, and his personality was naturally a little dull. What kind of father and son filial piety is basically invisible on weekdays. In the past ten years, the two have talked most about practice...
Until the oil in the cup was half burned, Liu Yi was sure that the husband had no appetite and wanted to stand up and clean up the tables and chairs.
At this time, the charming voice of the Master sounded again.
"Yi'er, do you know what is the biggest regret of being a teacher all your life?"
Liu Yi raised his eyebrows and couldn't figure it out, so he had to shake his head.
"I don't know."
The Master nod faintly, raised a strange smile at the corners of his mouth, stared at Liu Yi, and said word by word:
"Long life!"