Ye Zhiqiu asked the cat immortal to train Wang Jiuwu well, and he had his ideas in it.

As the saying goes, dogs are human friends, provided that humans are at the top of the food chain, but after the revival of the aura, if the dog gains great ability, the dog is still not a friend of humans.

Ye Zhiqiu has already chosen the cat immortal who is close to humans among the cat clan, and he naturally has to choose a spokesperson among the dog clan.

This spokesperson, let's talk about it.

Other dogs, Ye Zhiqiu is not very familiar with them.

Presumably, let the cat immortal teach Wang Jiuwu well, and there should be some gains.

This is also a kind of layout, random chess.

"Leaf ...... Zhiqiu, today's weather is very good. ”

Su Lingyu saw that her family's Erha finally accepted her fate, and reluctantly followed behind the cat immortal, so she didn't care about Erha anymore.

The heavens will descend on the people, and they must be ...... first

Thinking about these words, Su Lingyu felt that it was also excellent to let her dog go out to see the world, so she turned to look at Ye Zhiqiu.

Well, the weather is so beautiful today.

"It was a nice day. ”

Ye Zhiqiu also felt that the weather was good today.

There is no haze, and you can see the whole blue sky. And the temperature is also suitable, the sun's rays are relatively soft, shining on people warmly, making people feel immersed in it and unwilling to wake up.

On the big lawn in front of the hospital office, there are a lot of people today, there are young mothers leading their children to walk, there are also teenagers and girls sitting on the lawn talking, Ye Zhiqiu can also see that in the center of the lawn, there are more than a dozen sword practitioners.

It seems to be a juvenile interest class.

At the head was a middle-aged man, dancing a sword slowly in the forefront, and behind him, more than a dozen teenagers each held a wooden sword, like a cat and a tiger.

"Wow, the sword practitioner looks so good. ”

Su Lingyu also saw those who practiced swords, and felt that he liked it very much.

She is not a person who likes sword dancing, but she likes the action of sword dancing, which easily reminds her of those heroes in ancient times.

Dancing swords, dancing swords, swords are really beautiful to dance.

Ye Zhiqiu smiled and didn't comment.

But obviously, not commenting is the biggest comment, and Su Lingyu felt a kind of indifference from Ye Zhiqiu's smile.

Yes, I just don't care.

It's like the kind of indifference that adults don't care about when they see a naughty child.

"Zhiqiu, isn't the sword they danced good, you see that one turned around and stabbed, it was too chic. ”

Su Lingyu looked at the leader over there, no longer in the previous slow motion, but in one go, a whole set of movements.

In the eyes of onlookers, the most handsome action of this leader is to turn around once, which is very chic and amazing, and it feels like a horse pistol.

"Lingyu, the feeling of his turning and stabbing is indeed very chic, but I think the moment he turned around, he had died dozens of times. When encountering a strong enemy, how can there be a reason to turn around once. ”

Ye Zhiqiu explained slightly.

Sword dancing is about beauty, as long as it looks good, unlike killing swords, which are fast and accurate.

Ye Zhiqiu felt that if the leader turned around and met him with a sword, he would be killed by him in an instant.

"That's right. Zhiqiu, do you also practice swords? ”

Su Lingyu felt that Ye Zhiqiu must be a master of sword dancing, but she still wanted to ask.

"A little bit. ”

Ye Zhiqiu said with a smile.

His sword moves have indeed reached the realm of supernatural mastery, but the profundity of the sword path is not a mastery of the sword moves, even if it is complete, Ye Zhiqiu guessed that there is still sword qi, sword intent, and sword dao above the sword moves, so although his sword skills are enough in the martial arts world, but from the entire realm, it is only some.

"I wish I could see you dancing a sword one day. ”

Su Lingyu and Ye Zhiqiu sat down on a lawn, and Su Lingyu looked at Ye Zhiqiu and said.

In her mind, she thought of something farther, such as Ye Zhiqiu dancing the sword and playing the piano, and the scene where the piano and the piano were very complacent.

"There will be a chance. ”

Ye Zhiqiu didn't know that the girl had thought so far in her mind, so she responded casually.

He also wants to practice swords, but modern society is not easy to practice swords.

"Zhiqiu, do you like ancient poems?"

Su Lingyu thought about it and asked again.

"Liked some. ”

Ye Zhiqiu still couldn't understand why Su Lingyu suddenly thought of asking him about this, but he still answered.

He still likes ancient poems, whether it is Tang poems or Song poems.

"Then let's play poetry solitaire, okay? ”

Su Lingyu looked at Ye Zhiqiu expectantly.

"Okay. ”

Ye Zhiqiu agreed, but he was still a little confused in his heart.

Eh, at this age, it should have passed the years of poetry solitaire, Ye Zhiqiu still remembers that when they were in junior high school, they liked to play poetry solitaire very much, but now they are all graduate students......

"Then I'm out of the question?"

Su Lingyu smiled lightly, and a clear voice sounded: "Jun is a female rose, what is the next sentence of Zhiqiu?"

"The concubine is a silk flower. ”

Ye Zhiqiu knew that these two poems came from Li Bai's "Ancient Meaning", and he remembered the full text.

The king is a female rosewood, and the concubine is a silk flower.

The light strip is not self-leading, and it is oblique for the spring breeze.

Baizhang is far away from the pine, lingering into a family.

Whoever said that the meeting was easy, each in the Qingshan Cliff.

The female dill is fragrant, and the silk breaks people's intestines.

The branches are tangled, and the leaves are fluttering.

The son does not know the root, because of whom the fragrance is shared.

Double jade in the middle nest, purple mandarin duck in the upper nest.

If you know the heart of the two grasses, the tide can also be measured.

This is a poem of a resentful woman. Li Taibai is a poet of the romantic and unrestrained school, and many of his works are wild and uninhibited, such as "Flying down 3,000 feet", "The water of the Yellow River comes from the sky" and so on. There are not too many delicate works that depict the wind and snow, and the love of children. The first sentence talks about the newlywed, the wife and concubine hope to cling to their husbands, so that the relationship between them will be lingering and tired, and they will always be together.

As for the tone after that, it's more resentful.

You're a girl, and as soon as you open your mouth, it's a sentence from such a resentful woman's poem, is it really good?

"Then I will come again, willing to be the southwest wind. ”

Su Lingyu's face was slightly red, but she tried to restrain herself and said again.

"I wish to be the southwest wind, and pass away into the arms of the king. This is Cao Zhi's "Bright Moon on the High-rise Building". ”

Ye Zhiqiu probably understood why Su Lingyu chose poetry solitaire, it turned out to be poetry.

"There is another sentence, the mountains have wooden ......"

"Lingyu be careful, there is an uninvited guest coming. ”

Ye Zhiqiu interrupted Su Lingyu's words, not intentionally, but because there was really an unexpected guest.

Ye Zhiqiu had long thought that there would be a beast tide when the aura was revived, but he didn't expect it to come so quickly, and the beast tide was not caused by rats and mosquitoes, but a flock of birds.

A group of birds who didn't know where they came from, Ye Zhiqiu couldn't name them, but there were hundreds or so of them, maybe they saw food on the lawn of the courtyard office, maybe they saw a spiritual cat on the lawn, maybe there was no reason, in short, they rushed towards the lawn.

All of a sudden, the previously peaceful and warm grass was full of screams, the young man who was learning the sword was at a loss, the young mother was tightly protecting her child, and Su Lingyu was also a little panicked when she saw this scene.

"The mountains have trees and branches, and the heart is happy. Lingyu, I understand what you mean, but I don't know what to do in the face of these small many birds, how can we be together in the future. ”

Ye Zhiqiu stood up, and a lot of backgammon pieces came to his hand, like cannonballs attacking these birds.

A chess piece breaks a bird.

Several chess pieces break countless birds.

Even if the chess pieces were gone, only the soil on the ground in Ye Zhiqiu's hands became like sharp arrows, killing the birds that tried to attack humans.

"He's so powerful!"

Su Lingyu's face turned whiter and whiter.

Part of it is scary, part of it is that it is difficult to see the future of two people together.

"The mountains have trees and branches, and the heart is happy, and the king is known, but what can be done if you know it, and it is impossible to be together if you don't develop yourself well. ”

Su Lingyu finally saw how terrifying Ye Zhiqiu was with all his might, and knew the gap between the two.