He gulped down half of the liquid in the water bag, while moving his hands and feet that were frozen in the rainstorm, watching the sky gradually clear up, and chatting with Luo Cang.
"What a coincidence, sir! I was practicing swordplay right around the time of a heavy rainstorm. When I stopped practicing swordplay, the rain stopped too."
"Not a coincidence at all." Luo Cang snorted coldly, "I caused this rain."
Luo Jiujiang: “…”
He looked at Luo Cang with eyes wide open in disbelief, but Luo Cang did not look back. He just slowly put away his umbrella and gently leaned it against the windowsill: "If you want to learn, I can teach you this later."
Luo Cang turned his wheelchair and gave a few instructions: "I told your father yesterday that you should report to me every day at noon. If you are late at night, I will hang you on the crooked tree in the backyard as a target. Now go back."
Upon learning that his future schedule had been unilaterally decided by the other party, Luo Jiujiang rubbed his nose awkwardly. Although he was young and frivolous, he was not ungrateful. Although Luo Cang had a strange temper, being able to study with him was clearly a great opportunity for him.
After learning the new steps, Luo Jiujiang finally put aside his previous grudges against Luo Cang. He saluted him solemnly before leaving the Snowy Garden.
It was not until he walked out of the Beixue Garden that he realized that the rainstorm was vigorous and powerful, but the scope was very small, and there were only signs of rain in the Beixue Garden.
At this time, Luo Jiujiang just sighed slightly, and it was not until later, when he began to learn this technique, that he truly understood how precise the control meant to be able to do this.
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When Luo Jiujiang returned to the yard, a fallen deep snowflake happened to float towards him. He lazily raised his hand to pick it up, and put the pure white flower to his nose and sniffed it gently.
He inhaled a sweet fragrance into his lungs, which actually made his stomach rumble: practicing sword just now had almost exhausted all his physical strength, and Luo Cang didn't even give him a piece of snack to eat, but only filled him up with strong liquor until he was half full, which had been almost digested during the journey.
The deep snow flower still exuded an alluring aroma. Luo Jiujiang casually pinned it to his lapel, not daring to eat it even though his mouth was watering. Deep snow flowers, unsoaked in medicinal water, possessed a profoundly soothing effect. One flower banished all desires, two freed one from thoughts and worries, and three practically catapulted one into immortality, with all things as nothing to him. If this effect didn't usually fade after an hour, Luo Jiujiang wouldn't have been able to acquire deep snow saplings so easily.
Anyway, over the years, the only hero Luo Jiujiang had seen or heard of who dared to talk nonsense about Shen Xuehua was Han Qianling.
He'd gone to great lengths to get a Deep Snow sapling and grow it to bloom, and excitedly dragged Han Qianling along to see it. At the time, both of them were quite clueless. Han Qianling chewed seven of them, petals and stamens included, like candy, before he sighed, "So, ordinary people can have such a carefree experience."
Luo Jiujiang, momentarily careless, saw that Han Qianling was fine, so he picked one and swallowed it too. The deep snow flower was as sweet as honey, truly delicious. However, the sensation of seeing, smell, sound, taste, and touch all vanish into illusions after swallowing it was beyond the reach of ordinary people. Later, Luo Jiujiang recalled the feeling he had at that moment, and he doubted that if someone had castrated him with a knife, he would have simply ignored it.
The branches of the deep snow tree swayed in the breeze, but the sword dancer beneath the tree was a more impressive sight. Luo Jiujiang watched for a moment and finally couldn't help but say, "The sword is swinging too low."
Han Qianling sheathed his sword and, turning to see Luo Jiujiang, a faint smile slowly spread across his eyes. He walked over to Luo Jiujiang and listened to him questioningly, "Not only have the positions of 'Crane Perched, Butterfly Falling,' 'Moon Shining in the Sky,' and 'Silent Shadows and Sinking Jade' all been moved down, but that move, 'Feng Yue Leisurely Love,' is supposed to be a blinding, neck-piercing move, but your swipe made it look like it was wiping someone's chest? You can be so mischievous."
Luo Jiujiang kept the remaining half of the sentence in his mouth: Why does Han Qianling use such a sword technique that doesn't even have the basic position correct, so how can he be so violent?
"What did you gain from this trip?" Han Qianling knew that Luo Jiujiang had not thought about other aspects yet, and he did not want him to think too much, so he simply changed the subject and smiled without answering Luo Jiujiang's question.
As expected, he diverted the other party's attention. Luo Jiujiang drew a full circle in the air, "He taught me a footwork that more than doubled my speed. The effect is so smooth and round, it's really fun."
"Returning Wind Bagua Step?" Han Qianling frowned and blurted out, "He knows what he's talking about."
"What?" Luo Jiujiang didn't hear the second half of Qinghan Qianling's words for a moment, "What did you say?"
"I think he treats you well." Han Qianling cast his gaze towards the direction of Beixue Garden thoughtfully, and smiled self-deprecatingly, "If that's the case...it really is...it's been so long."
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