Chapter 13

Under the guidance of Shen Zhenyi, Chu Huoluo pushes a wheelchair through the garden, then goes around a nine curve stone bridge, through the corridor, and enters the east courtyard through a moon cave door.

On the way, I met several servants of the villa. When I saw Shen Zhenyi, they were surprised and gratified and saluted respectfully.

Anyway, the third young master is the pride of the villa.

He is willing to go down the mountain, which is the hope of everyone from up to down in abandoned sword villa.

"It seems a lot more desolate here than in the West." Chu Huoluo found that the ground was overgrown with weeds, and no one took care of it. She was a little aggrieved, "didn't your elder brother say you cleaned it up?"

Shen Zhenyi smile, "don't care, I live here is like this, the original did not move."

He practiced swords here and was not allowed to be disturbed by outsiders. It took about three or four months for someone to come to repair the scenery in the garden. Although I didn't live here for more than a year, I still kept this habit.

So it is.

You are so lonely! In the heart of Chu's heart, Tucao, along the stone road of the grass growing, pushed Shen Zhenyi to make complaints about the dream sword.

The golden plaque inscribed by Shen Shou, the villa leader, is hung at the door. The door is open. The polished green bricks in the hall are polished. Under the eaves, a jade bird cage is hung. The feathers of the tiger skin parrot in the cage are bright, so you can look forward to it. This is just like Shen Baihe said. Even if the third childe is not there, someone will take care of him from time to time.

"You are back! The young master is back Shen Zhenyi appeared at the door, and the parrot immediately screamed with joy. His voice was hoarse and strange. I didn't know how the sword God liked such a pet.

"Before the World War I with the coir raincoat man, I was like a cage, and my sword was like a bird. I couldn't get along with each other. Therefore, it is necessary to cultivate birds for self entertainment, so as to train them. " Shen Zhenyi seems to see what Chu Huoluo thinks in her heart, and she explains it to her with kindness.

Chu Huoluo is confused.

When she thought about it, she found it difficult to understand the gods and gods of the martial arts and metaphysics. Most of the things Shen Zhenyi taught her could not be understood, and she just memorized them by rote.

How can sword meaning be a bird? How can it be a cage?

The problem of genius thinking is really beyond the comprehension of ordinary people!

"And now?" Fortunately, she heard that Shen Zhenyi only said half of the words, and then asked in a funny way.

"Now..."

Shen Zhenyi pondered for a moment. With a move of his hand, the door of the jade birdcage burst open, and the parrot flew out happily. However, he only circled in the air for two weeks, chirping for a while, but not far away.

"Now it's breaking down and then standing up. Naturally, the sea is wide and the sky is high for birds to fly. However, I have to find another scabbard

His sword spirit cultivation has reached the point of killing people by moving his mind, but he still can't fully receive and receive from his heart.

Chu Huoluo doesn't understand.

She felt that the most painful place to get along with the third childe was here. The crushing feeling of IQ always made people feel small and difficult to keep pace with him.

"You can go back."

Chu Huoluo pushes Shen Zhenyi into the dream sword building, only to find that there is almost nothing here. In the heart is murmuring whether this is the third childe's hobby, Shen Zhenyi suddenly came to such a sentence.

"Go back?"

Chu Huoluo is in a daze. She looks around. There is no one to serve in the dream sword building. Shen Zhenyi can't move easily. Should she leave him here?

"In the back of the mountain, I am also a person."

Shen Zhenyi reminds him lightly.

Chu Huoluo is right to think about it. For the omnipotent master Shen, it seems that the broken meridians and inconvenient legs never seem to be a problem. He lived alone in the White Pagoda in the back mountain, and he was quite comfortable.

"But It's all right for you to shut up in the back mountain. It seems that you don't have to refuse people thousands of miles away in the villa now... " But is there no servant around?

Chu Huoluo suddenly starts to gossip. She finds that she knows nothing about Shen Zhenyi's life. How did he grow up with this temper? Has he lived alone since childhood?

"Please leave."

Shen Zhenyi does not have much patience to explain. With a gentle wave of his hand, Chu Huoluo can't help but fly through the clouds. When she comes back to her senses, she has already stood outside the dream sword building.

Bang!

The gate is closed.

The budgerigar flew around her head, quacking, as if laughing at her.

Chu Huoluo pouted, stamped her feet, and looked at the light in the dream sword building. Then she turned and left helplessly.

Shen Zhenyi listens to the footstep sound to walk far, this just slightly smile, calmly gets up, walks to the hall side, reaches out to light the corner pattern primitive copper lamp.

He stood up.

So he can actually stand up?

The wheelchair was left alone in the middle of the hall.

Shen Zhenyi's feet are light, as if walking in the clouds. But with each step, the sword spirit was like a sharp sword, passing through his broken meridians, from the toe to the knee, from the knee to the whole body.

This is a severe pain that ordinary people can't tolerate.But Shen Zhenyi, as if nothing had happened, did not change her face, even a trace of pain. For him, this level of pain is nothing at all.

He just walked back and forth in the shabby room between the square inches.

Nine steps ahead, nine steps back, nine steps left, nine steps right.

Just a circle around the dream sword building.

The faster he walked, the more stable he walked. If there were some martial arts experts here, he would be surprised by his mysterious pace. Even a glimpse of a shadow is enough to create an excellent lightness skill body method that can be handed down from generation to generation.

But for Shen Zhenyi, it's just walking at will.

The sky gradually darkened, the setting sun set, the moon eye rose to the mid sky, and the pure white silver light shone all over the nine secluded places. Everyone who practices martial arts can get benefits from it.

In the moonlight, Shen Zhen's figure in white clothes is more unpredictable. His clothes are flying, and he is as graceful as an immortal. The shadows on the ground and on the wall are flying disorderly and dazzling. I don't know how many people are in the dream sword building.

The brilliance of the moon eye, like being pulled by Shen Zhenyi, forms an image of a crystal clear sword on the ground.

More and more clearly.

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