Volume 17: The Sentimental Swordsman and the Ruthless Sword (Part 2) Chapter 394: Master and Disciple (IV)
There really is someone in the building.
The moment Tang Du saw the door open, he seemed to wake up all of a sudden and returned to the heaven where he was intoxicated and carefree.
But the next moment, he fell from the sky again.
"It's you. Why are you here again? The young lady is out and not at home. Please come back another day."
It was Lingling who opened the door.
Lingling said a series of words, and without even giving Tang Du time to react, she closed the door again.
Tang Duyou did not give up, and continued to knock on the door, asking: "Where did your young lady go? Can you tell me?"
A voice came from inside the door: "How can we maids know about the young lady's affairs? You should ask her yourself next time."
Tang Du felt lonely and unwilling. Suddenly, he seemed to have thought of something and asked, "Tell me quickly, does your young lady have a younger sister who looks exactly like her?"
"I don't know."
Lingling only answered with four words.
These four words can probably be understood as "actually not".
If Lin Xian'er really had a sister who lived not far away and they visited each other on a daily basis, how could Lingling not know about it?
But when Tang Du heard the words "I don't know", he was overjoyed. He jumped down the small building and came to Su Weiyun, laughing and said, "Look, I tell you, Xian'er must have a sister!"
Su Weiyun said calmly: "The maid just now didn't say yes."
Tang Du said: "But she didn't say no!"
Su Weiyun said: "If you really want to confirm the truth, it's still not too late to go back and find that wooden house."
Tang Du, however, brushed his long sleeves, strode forward, and planned to go back, saying, "I don't need to confirm it. I believe Xian'er. I will ask her carefully next time. This is the most honest way for lovers to be honest with each other."
Suddenly, he felt as if he had understood the true meaning of love.
"Master, let's go back and practice sword fighting! I will definitely help you defeat Li Xunhuan's disciples!"
Su Weiyun sighed and said, "Okay, let's go back and practice swordplay."
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The sword is like silver light, the moon pours cool wine, the stars in the sky are upside down; long songs have music, the world is drunk, the worldly people should not disturb. Love is also distressing, resentment is also distressing, for whom has it become a frightened bird? It's just worldly affairs, it's better to laugh!
The sword shines like water.
The sword light indeed shone with the moonlight.
Tang Du's comprehension ability that day was surprisingly fast. He learned the sixth, seventh and eighth styles of the Thirteen Deadly Swords in one night, and he was still tireless and energetic.
He had originally planned to learn two more moves.
Su Weiyun rejected him, because the eighth move of the Thirteen Deadly Swords, "Hellish Death", imitated Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's three visits to hell and made a great wish, which was a move to eliminate the murderous aura.
This move must be practiced patiently and carefully in order to achieve true results.
Otherwise, when one reaches a high level in cultivation, without sufficient martial arts training and inner strength to support him, he will fall into the devil's barrier, unable to extricate himself, and become a killing machine.
Tang Du wiped the sweat off his head and said with a smile: "Master, do you think I am working hard today?"
Su Weiyun said: "You have a sudden realization and made rapid progress, which makes me very happy."
When he looked at Tang Du, there was a trace of pity and sympathy in his expression.
Tang Du has killed quite a few people and has been in the underworld for many years. Apart from the fact that his wife ran away with someone else, he doesn't seem to have suffered any other tragic experiences.
But perhaps this is precisely his weakness.
From this point of view, Tang Du and the fledgling A Fei are actually no different.
He wanted to get compensation from Lin Xian'er, and Lin Xian'er was indeed a person who could give a man the greatest compensation.
No words were spoken that night.
The next day, when Su Weiyun got up, Tang Du was already practicing sword in the yard.
Su Weiyun ignored him and after meditating for an hour, he stood up and went to teach him the swordsmanship.
Tang Du would sometimes open the sword manual and study it carefully; when he encountered something that was difficult to understand or could not be solved, he would go to Su Weiyun for advice.
"Master, I think I can practice the next sword style."
"No, the Hell's Death Move is the most important. You need to practice it for at least a year, and then you can master it in one go. It may be no problem to master the next five swords in a row."
"But Master, the Thirteen Deadly Swords is a sword technique based on killing. If you eliminate the murderous aura, the killing intention, and the killing nature, how can you kill people? How can you bring out the greatest power of the sword technique?"
His question actually stumped Su Weiyun.
Su Weiyun thought for a long time before slowly saying, "Killing will hurt others and yourself. It is best for us to practice martial arts without hurting ourselves."
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It took another seven days to go back and forth.
At this time, Li Xunhuan was no longer drinking in the tavern, but had gone out of the city to look for someone; Old Man Tianji was still nowhere to be found; Shangguan Jinhong's Money Gang also unexpectedly became quiet and did not make any moves.
There were no waves and everything seemed to have returned to calm.
Until the night of the seventh day.
It was a dark and windy night, with a moon but no stars.
With the help of the moonlight, Tang Du quietly got up, groped his way out of the door, mounted a good horse , and galloped out quickly.
Before he left, he gently called Su Weiyun a few times. He thought Su Weiyun was sleeping very soundly and would not wake up again.
Unexpectedly, just after he left, Su Weiyun had already walked to the door, staring at his back with emotion.
"Well, I'll slow down and wait for you to have a break with her."
In the past, Su Weiyun accepted Tang Du as his disciple just to find a suitable master to fight against Li Xunhuan's disciples.
But after the Lin Xian'er incident, Tang Du returned to the hospital. No one knew what changes had taken place, but he suddenly showed extraordinary talent and perseverance. His swordsmanship improved by leaps and bounds, and his level of hard work even surprised Su Weiyun.
So Su Weiyun now really wants to train this disciple well.
Once a teacher, always a father.
Whether out of sympathy or out of the relationship between master and disciple, he couldn't just ignore it after all.
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The sky was pale.
Su Weiyun urged the horse gently, stepping on the mountains, and when he arrived at "Stop the car to enjoy the maple forest in the evening", the sky was already dawn.
The lights upstairs had long been turned off.
The windows were not dyed pink, and this looked like a normal little building.
But no one knows how many heroes died of drunkenness here.
Even though someone had discovered that Lin Xian'er had other men, it was impossible to find out who those men were and where they were.
Lin Xian'er is not only beautiful and vicious, but also must be very good at business.
Only a woman who knows how to manage can play with a lot of men without losing her composure or getting into a mess. It is difficult for anyone other than a man like Shangguan Jinhong to play with such a shrewd woman.
Su Weiyun walked upstairs slowly and knocked on the door gently.
The wooden door opened inwards with a slight touch, and it turned out that the door was not closed.
Su Weiyun frowned and walked into the door, but didn't see anyone.
All I saw were two pieces of clothing covering a pool of blood-like substance, which was black, very sticky, and smelled extremely bad.
