Chapter 282 Dependent Origin (Six More)

"Mother! Mother!" Yang Baoshu screamed and ran around the yard: "It's really none of my business, they beat me!"

"Why did they beat you!" The middle-aged woman pointed at him angrily with her arms akimbo: "If you don't provoke him, will he beat you?"

Chu Li watched from the big round mirror.

This middle-aged woman is petite and exquisite, with a middle-aged appearance.

Almost none of the women on this street are pretty, and her beauty is considered outstanding.

"I don't know either." Yang Baoshu said in a wronged tone, "I really didn't mess with them, they messed with me!"

"Nonsense!" The middle-aged woman became even more angry: "You talk nonsense all day long, why did they bother you?"

"I'm easy to bully?" Yang Baoshu said uncertainly.

"Nonsense, nonsense!" The middle-aged woman was furious: "You are tall and big, who thinks you are easy to bully?"

"Mother, your idea is wrong." Yang Baoshu hurriedly said: "It's useless for a tall man, the guy who bullied me is short and thin, he beat me like a joke!"

"You grew up so big for nothing?" The middle-aged woman became more and more angry: "If he bullies you, you won't beat him?"

"It's a fight, but I can't beat it!" Yang Baoshu said helplessly, "I'm not good at martial arts!"

"That's because you don't care about practicing!" The middle-aged woman snorted: "Practice after eating, don't be lazy!"

"Mother, I have a famous teacher to guide me. I don't have a master. If I practice with a secret book, what can I do?" Yang Baoshu muttered, seeing the middle-aged woman glaring over, he hurriedly said with a smile: "Yes, I finished eating Just practice kung fu when you eat, I am a natural genius, so I don’t need a master!”

The middle-aged woman said angrily: "Who made your mother I am incompetent, I can't earn money, and I can't help you worship a master."

"Mother, it's okay, I'm pretty good at practicing myself." Yang Baoshu hurriedly said, "Although I was bullied by Hu Yu, I can bully others!"

"You bastard, you still bully others?!" The middle-aged woman's face darkened again.

Yang Baoshu hurriedly waved his hands: "That's what I said, of course not!"

'Huh, eat! "The middle-aged woman turned and entered the house.

Yang Baoshu let out a long breath, wiped the sweat from his forehead, shook his head, and finally passed this test!

Chu Li laughed and found it interesting.

He kept ignoring Yang Baoshu because he was afraid that he would get into trouble.

This young man is rare, good-natured.

He took the braised pork to the east yard.

Yang Xu took it, cut it into pieces and put it on a plate, Chu Li wanted to go back, he had already eaten at the restaurant.

"Wait!" Xiao Shi shouted.

Chu Li looked at her.

Xiao Shi was sitting on an embroidered pier in the yard, holding a volume of books, frowning and staring at him, her clear eyes flickering.

"Chu Li, are you avoiding me?"

Chu Li hesitated: "No."

"I'm not stupid!" Xiao Shi rolled his eyes at him, and said softly, "Chu Li, am I a spirit beast? Are you afraid of becoming like this?"

Chu Li smiled.

"Why?" Xiao Shi snorted.

Chu Li said calmly: "Miss is overthinking, it's nothing."

"Hmph!" Xiao Shiming's eyes fluttered, and he smiled, "Chu Li, do you like me?"

Chu Li hurriedly waved his hands.

Xiao Shi chuckled lightly: "It seems right."

Chu Li smiled wryly: "Miss, let me be honest, I was a little worried that I couldn't control myself, I really like Miss."

"Where is the number one beauty in the big season, don't you like it?" Xiao Shi's smile became wider, as bright as a pearl.

She knows her charm, but it's a pity that she has no heart and can't like others, but it's interesting to tease Chu Li.

"Irregular thoughts are the source of troubles." Chu Li sighed: "Don't worry, miss, I won't ask for troubles."

Xiao Shidao: "All men are like this, and you are not exempt!"

Chu Li nodded slightly.

Xiao Shi suddenly felt uninterested, and waved his hands: "You go."

Chu Li smiled, got up and left.

This Xiao Shi is really a disaster star for men, she is unparalleled in beauty, gentle as water, and her smile is even more seductive, but her heart is as cold as a stone.

It wasn't that he was afraid that he couldn't help falling in love with Xiao Shi, and would think of Xiao Qi when he saw her, and he felt a faint pain in his heart, so he subconsciously avoided meeting her.

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In the evening, the courtyard was full of red clouds.

Chu Li slowly waved his long sword in the courtyard, turning the seven forms of the divine sword into the seven forms of the divine sword.

He has always been dissatisfied with the power of the Seventh Form of the Divine Sword. He has not brought out the full power of the Seventh Form of the Divine Sword.

He knew that it was because his martial arts cultivation was still shallow and he lacked sufficient foundation.

The process of honing the seven moves of the Excalibur is also a process of integrating martial arts, which is of great benefit to him.

After Yang Baoshu had eaten and practiced martial arts for a while, he put a long ladder up to the roof and climbed up to the roof, trying to replace a broken roof tile.

He suddenly saw Chu Li waving his sword in the courtyard, he laughed twice, and waved his hand in greeting.

He knew that his neighbor was a weird person and didn't pay much attention to him, but he still had to say hello, otherwise he would feel uncomfortable.

Chu Li nodded, then swung his sword slowly.

The move is very simple, the key is the fit of the mind and the move, it needs to be perfect to fully exert its power.

His movements couldn't fully match his mind, so he gestured slowly, trying to find that faint feeling.

From the looks of outsiders, he was making random gestures, not practicing swordsmanship, but playing with swords.

Chu Li was not afraid that Yang Baoshu would see it, and focused on looking for that faint feeling.

Yang Baoshu stood on the roof, holding a tile in his hand, absent-minded, and glanced at Chu Li from time to time, curious.

"Ouch!" He suddenly screamed strangely and rolled off the roof.

"Bang" fell into Chuli's courtyard.

Chu Li turned to look at him.

Yang Baoshu turned over and got up, ignoring patting the dirt, scratching his head, and apologetically smiling: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I interrupted the master's sword practice!"

Chu Li returned the sword and sheathed it: "You're not hurt, are you?"

Now that he landed in his own yard, he didn't think there was anything to do with it, so he greeted him.

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter!" Yang Baoshu hurriedly said, "I have rough skin and thick flesh, so it doesn't matter if I fall!"

"It can be seen." Chu Li said.

In the past few days, he saw that Yang Baoshu came back every day with injuries, was beaten up, and practiced with a secret book after dinner every night.

In his opinion, it is no different from a child playing house, and it will never be practiced in a lifetime.

Yang Baoshu looked at his sword and said with a smile, "Mister is a master of martial arts?"

Chu Li waved his hand.

"It's really a good sword!" Yang Baoshu stared at the dark green scabbard, admiring: "What a good sword!"

Chu Li laughed.

He saw what Yang Baoshu was thinking.

The strange sword is also strange, it's just a wooden sword, it's gray, and the sword is also tricky, limp and without a sword, not to mention killing people, even a chicken can't kill it!

Fortunately, this weirdo didn't have the nerve to admit that he was a master of martial arts, so he didn't talk big.

Chu Li put the sword on the stone table: "Pour you a cup of tea."

He got up and went inside and made a cup of tea.

Yang Baoshu smiled embarrassedly, and took the teacup with both hands.

Sure enough, he is a scholar. Although he is arrogant and doesn't pay much attention to others, when he arrives at his house, he is still very polite.

"This..." Yang Baoshu said shyly, "Sir, can I have a look at that sword?"