Shake the mountain?
The girl in black frowned and reached out to take the ancient book.
Unexpectedly, Wang Gu'an moved back.
At this moment, the girl in black was stiff and furious, as if she had never been humiliated like this before.
Ning He, whose parents were both great swordsmen on the twelfth floor, was praised as the top swordsman since she was born. Even though she had been away from home for so many years, she had only lost in swordfights or magic battles. No one had ever insulted her personality like this. A broken book still needed Ning He to use such means to read, peek, and possess it?
Ning He gripped the hilt of the knife and narrowed her long and narrow eyebrows, which were particularly eye-catching.
Thin eyes and red lips.
This probably describes this girl.
In fact, if you look closely, Ning He's face is extremely beautiful, but the heroic spirit that permeates her body completely overwhelms the powder.
But the next sentence of the straw sandal boy had the effect of turning decay into magic, which almost made the girl suffocate and hurt herself.
"Miss Ning, this book was taken from Gu Can's house. Although I don't think it's stealing, I still have to return it to Gu Can in the future. But we are friends, so no matter what is written in this book, I hope Miss Ning will know it after reading it."
The girl took a deep breath, slapped the table and glared, "What are you looking at? Read it yourself, I don't want it!"
Wang Gu'an's next sentence made the girl feel even more amused, "Miss Ning, I can't read, can you teach me?"
The black-clothed girl turned her mind and sneered, "Aren't you afraid that I will take advantage of you? Think about it, Gu Can is obviously a guy who has inherited a lot of ancestral shadows. Even Ji Chenru, who has a natural sword embryo, can't compare to him. In the past thousand years in the town, there are not many people who can match him. So how bad can his carefully treasured heirloom be? Aren't you afraid that I will be tempted by the money? Monopolize this priceless secret book?"
Under the dim light of a flickering oil lamp, the boy in straw sandals smiled slightly without explaining anything.
The girl snorted coldly, moved her position, and motioned the boy in straw sandals to sit next to her. As a result, Wang Gu'an across from her didn't lift his butt for a long time. The girl laughed angrily: "I can beat a hundred of you with one hand..."
When she said this, the girl laughed to herself, "Are you afraid that I will take advantage of you?"
Wang Gu'an sat next to the girl, feeling a little uneasy and nervous.
The girl Ning He was still immersed in the context of the previous sentence, getting deeper and deeper, and said to herself: "One hand beats a hundred Wang Gu'an, well, this saying has a wide range of applications. When you meet someone, after sparring, if you lose to me, you can say, 'You only have the strength of three thousand Wang Gu'an, and you dare to fight me', which feels good. When you meet a prehistoric beast or a swamp evil dragon, you can tell yourself, 'This evil beast is equivalent to thirty thousand Wang Gu'an, run away', haha, OK, OK..."
Wang Gu'an just felt puzzled, and the black-clothed girl sitting shoulder to shoulder suddenly laughed foolishly.
The girl laughed so hard that the poor boy with nothing in his house suddenly felt like a rich man.
And the boy and the girl, at this moment, will not realize the weight and strength of the joke "one hand beats a hundred Wang Gu'an" in the long years to come.
Especially when the boy in straw sandals is no longer a boy.
The more it goes on, the more it is so.
Ning He finally came to her senses, coughed, sat up straight, took the ancient book, quickly flipped through a few pages, then she closed the book, tapped the cover twice with one finger, turned to Wang Gu'an and said calmly: "This is a boxing manual, the boxing method is called Shaking the Mountain. If you follow the rules of the Jianghu, you can call it "Shaking the Mountain Manual."
Wang Gu'an's face was full of expectation, "Then what?"
The black-clothed girl resisted the urge to roll her eyes, and tried to turn a page solemnly. The slender finger, as tender as green onions, pointed to the preface on the title page, and slid down while reading: "There is a small insect in my hometown named Ant. Throughout its life, it is different from its kind in other places. It carries rocks into the water."
"My boxing method is about life and death, not victory or defeat. It emphasizes the spirit, not the moves. When the six styles of this boxing are practiced to perfection, the killing power is huge, and it can hurt people deeply..."
"Although the "Hanshan Book" has never been ranked among the top-quality boxing books of the time, I always believe that this boxing book must have a place in the world's martial arts. I hope that someone with a destiny will carry it forward..."
Ning He endured his temper and read the preface to Wang Gu'an sentence by sentence.
It was a thin booklet, and the boxing methods in the whole boxing book only had six postures, but the preface was quite long.
After reading the preface, Ning He pushed the boxing book to Wang Gu'an, patted Wang Gu'an on the shoulder, and said perfunctorily: "Keep it well, don't let it get stolen."
Wang Gu'an nodded, and carefully stretched out his hands to hold the ancient boxing book.
Ning He wanted to laugh the whole time. How could such a book, placed on the table, grow legs and run away by itself, or were you, Wang Gu'an, afraid that it would fall?
Wang Gu'an rubbed his right hand hard on his collar, then turned the page and read the preface word by word. After that, the text and pictures were combined, but the boy in straw sandals was confused anyway.
Ning He sat sideways, resting his elbow on the table, looking at the boy's profile, and teased: "Do you feel that you have made a fortune? In the future, you will use a golden axe to chop wood and a golden bowl to eat?"
The boy did not look up, carefully pondering the pictures and the text content that looked like a heavenly book, and said bluntly: "In fact, when I saw your eyes just now, I knew that this boxing manual would not be very good, but it doesn't matter, for me, it is good enough."
Ning He raised his eyebrows and said straight to the point: "The things I have seen or heard of are indeed very good things, but beyond this, I can only distinguish between good things and bad things, but it is difficult to say how good the good things are and how bad the bad things are?"
Wang Gu'an raised his head, "Then this Shaking Mountain Manual belongs to the category of 'good, but not too good'?"
Ning He said unhappily: "I don't know how to describe how bad this broken boxing manual is!"
The boy in straw sandals blinked, with a smile on his face.
Obviously, he had known this for a long time and was just joking with the girl.
Ning He stretched out his hand and pushed the knife out of the sheath for an inch, threatening: "Do you want to be chopped?"
Wang Gu'an looked down at the green sheathed long knife on her waist and praised sincerely: "It looks good."
Ning He accepted it calmly, "The sword I personally selected is of course not bad!"
Wang Gu'an looked at her, somewhat envious and admired her confidence, even though she was the same age as him and was in a foreign land where she was unfamiliar with the people, but no matter what, no matter what situation, she was like a rising sun, rising slowly and unstoppable. This point, from the carefulness of Master Lu when dealing with her, the sharp-minded Wang Gu'an felt.
Wang Gu'an couldn't help but say, "It would be great if sunlight could be exchanged for copper coins!"
Ning He didn't understand what was going on, and said in surprise, "Wang Gu'an, are you crazy about money?"
Wang Gu'an quickly changed the subject and turned to the first boxing manual, "Miss Ning, can you help me read the text of this picture?"
Ning He thought about it, didn't refuse, and just asked, "Do you know why I judged this boxing manual as not very good at first glance?"
Wang Gu'an shook his head and said, "I'm also very surprised."
The girl smiled, simply sat cross-legged on the bench facing the boy, pointed to the spread-out boxing manual, and patiently explained, "There are generally three ways to record the martial arts secrets of warriors and the methods of refining qi for practitioners. The first one is this Shaking Mountain Manual. It depends on luck how many years it can be preserved with ordinary paper pages. Not to mention war disasters and human disasters, it will gradually be damaged and disappear after a long period of moisture, ant damage, etc., right?"
Wang Gu'an suddenly realized and nodded.
The girl continued, "So, in this way of using physical objects to carry text, there is an unwritten rule, which is to pay attention to the rarity of the material, that is, the object carrying the text should match the value of the text content, just like you would not use an elm box to hold a national jade seal."
Wang Gu'an seemed to be thinking.
Ning He hesitated a little, but still spoke frankly to the boy, "The next one is not to establish texts, but to teach by example. These are mostly the bottom-box skills of the sects and gangs, which are often kept secret, or there are complicated rules such as passing on to men but not women. Even many so-called direct disciples and disciples may not be able to get the true teachings. The true teaching lies in this."
Ning He sighed, "As for the last one, it can only be understood, not expressed in words. It cannot be explained. For example, the two forces that came to the town this time, Cai Jinjian from Yunxia Mountain, her Yunxia Mountain, has the "viewing the sea of clouds", the sea of clouds is surging, the clouds and mist are particularly special, and it contains spiritual energy. It is praised by your Dongbaopingzhou Qigong masters as "heavenly beauties". Some can transform themselves into ancestors of past generations. If you have the opportunity, you can meet and communicate with them. The rich sword energy on the top of Zhengyang Mountain is said to be due to some mistakes and fate. The sword spirits of the ancestors of the various peaks of Zhengyang will also appear and evolve the sword way. As for whether you can see it, it depends on your blessing, not your status or your level of cultivation."
Ning He finally said, "Of course, there is no absolute distinction between the three methods. The first method, if you carve the words on a jade disc, or go to the Bamboo Sea Blessed Land, one of the 72 blessed lands, which specializes in producing a mysterious bamboo for washing words, is another matter. In addition, there are countless strange items. As long as you walk far enough, you will always encounter surprises. The world is full of wonders. In the future, you'd better go out and take a walk. Don't even think about leaving Dongbaopingzhou or this world, at least try to reach the border of the Dali Dynasty."
Wang Gu'an hummed and hummed, obviously his mind was on the boxing manual. He pointed to a word, "Miss Ning, how do you pronounce this?"
The girl was furious, "Get lost!"