"What should I do? What do you think?"

The Sword Emperor did not give the idiot the answer directly as he imagined. Instead, he put away his sword, sat back on his stone, and looked at the idiot silently.

Seeing the man in front of him without any reaction, the idiot thought about it. It was also corresponding, silent and silent.

He also put away his sword, sat down in place, and stared at each other. The two of them stared at each other on the snow, neither talking nor moving.

This was a bit difficult for the bread. She looked at the two people in front of her and thought for a while. After that, she brought the prey in her hand to the pot, picked up a handful of snow, pinched it into an ice skate, and began to tear the stomach tonight's dinner. However, even after she finished cooking all the food, the situation did not improve at all. The two people still stared at each other, looking as if they were completely frozen to death.

Bread gradually couldn't bear it anymore. She walked behind the idiot and looked at Baba. After pushing the idiot but not receiving any response from him, the little nv kid turned to the sword emperor next to him and raised the sign -

"Uncle, you said you want to teach Baba sword skills, why can't you sit here anymore?"

The eyes under the Sword Emperor's cloak stared at Xiaobread, and it seemed that she was not watching. This ignorance made Xiaobread feel a little depressed. She walked aside, pulled out the ice skate in a suffocating manner, picked the dongxue jackal's rou piece by piece, and threw it into the pot. Then, as if revenge, she threw a large pile of peppers into the pot, strengthened the fire and began to burn.

Without the disturbance of Xiaobread, the two of them continued to maintain this motionless posture.

One hour, two hours, three hours...

From morning to noon, and from noon to afternoon.

Until the flares in the air appeared and gradually disappeared, and the surroundings began to turn dark again, they were still sitting like this.

However, this kind of sitting was finally over. When a spicy and fragrant smell came out of the air, the sword emperor who was the first to sit down seemed to be unable to bear it. He stood up and walked straight towards the pot in front of the bread.

"Well, it's so fragrant, little girl, you can become a good wife in the future. The skills are really good."

The sword emperor left, and the idiot glanced at him, sat up from the snow, patted the snow on him. He walked to the pot in silence, began to scoop out a bowl of food from the pot, endured the hot smell, and started to eat.

Seeing that the man with a robe was shameless to come over to eat, Bread immediately picked up the ice skate in his hand and slashed it towards him. Of course, this knife could not kill him. The Sword Emperor retracted his hand and looked at the little girl with some suspicion and asked the reason.

"You didn't teach anything, just want to have a meal like this? It's not that easy, what did you teach today?"

The Sword Emperor laughed and turned around. He picked up a snow bowl from the ground, walked around behind the small bread, scooped up a leg bone, and started to eat it in big mouthfuls. The small bread next to him was so angry that he naturally put his hands on his hips, looking bulging.

Emperor Jian chewed a few sips and drank a few sips of soup. After filling his stomach, he grabbed his head and pointed at the idiot who was silent next to him, and said -

"Young man, you said, what did you learn today?"

After drinking the soup in his hand, the idiot glanced at the sword emperor, without making a sound, but scooped a bowl of it into the pot.

"Hmph, you can tell from your expression. Do you think I'm trying you? As a result, you endured it all day but got nothing?"

The idiot didn't say anything, but this time, the expression on his face expressed his recognition without any concealment.

The Sword Emperor shook his head and said, "Young man, you are very talented and hardworking. To be honest, you are also very patient and persevering. To be honest, you have so many very good conditions. If you cannot become a strong man, it is actually an impossible thing."

"However, for the Six Swords swordsmanship, you have a very congenital deficiency. This is likely to be fatal."

The idiot stopped drinking the soup, raised his head and looked at the sword emperor, with a suspicious attitude flowing out of his eyes. The sword emperor took a sip of the soup, nodded, and continued -

"You have been practicing the Six Swords for too long."

"Or to be more precise, after you learned the fourth sword, you did not learn the fifth sword in a short period of time, but instead went through the wrong path for several years. This is the fatal injury of your learning the fifth sword. If you are not lucky enough, you may always stay on the first four swords in your life."

Bread was delighted and immediately raised the sign and walked over, screaming whimperingly -

"What's the flaw? What's the reason?"

"What's the reason? Unfortunately, I can't say this reason yet. If I say it out, your Baba may never think of practicing the fifth sword again in this life. The time is too long. If I can teach, I can only do my best. As for whether I can understand it, it can only depend on your Baba's enlightenment."

The Sword Emperor threw the empty snow bowl in his hand to the ground, stood up, and said, "Okay, today's teaching is over. But young people, don't worry too much, everything will always be like this. As for tomorrow... I think it's not good to always let the little girl eat alone. Tomorrow, let's both of us take food."

After that, the Sword Emperor turned around, returned to his stone, sat cross-legged, and fell asleep without saying a word.

Regarding this, Xiao Bao was so angry that he stomped his feet. What happened to this uncle? He just taught a sword. Is it necessary to make it so mysterious?

She turned her head and looked at the idiot next to her, her eyes full of anger. The idiot looked at the little girl's eyes, but shook her head, turned around, returned to the tent and pulled up her sleeping bag, and started to rest.

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The next day, early morning.

The idiot came out of the tent and looked at the ball of light that the small bread in the sky re-lit last night.

I don’t know how long it takes to be in this deep valley, so I can only estimate that it is already morning now.

The idiot turned his head and glanced at the small bread sleeping in his sleeping bag, still dreaming about. He got out of the sleeping bag, took off his coat, and covered the little girl. After all this, he walked out of the tent and came outside.

"Are you awake? Let me wait."

The Sword Emperor had already been waiting there. At this moment, he was holding the pale long sword and cutting two wooden sticks. I think this wooden stick should have fallen from the whistle with him the day before yesterday.

“…………………………………………………………… You said, we will prey today. So, what do you want to do.”

The Sword Emperor snorted coldly and threw a long stick in his hand at the idiot. The idiot took it and looked at the thin thread dragged out from the wooden stick, and for a moment, he frowned.

"Let's go fishing. Let's see who of us catch more today."

When the idiot's eyebrows were slightly frowned, the sword emperor said such a sentence that he really couldn't understand. However, what he couldn't understand was still behind him. The man with the lock robe walked a few steps toward the side, and then he threw the pole in his hand towards the snow like a throwing rod. When the so-called float fell on the snow, he sat on the stone very simply and started fishing.

“………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………

The idiot looked at the Sword Emperor, then looked at the place where the float fell. He walked over and pulled the dark migrant into the snow.

Hard. Even if there is really ice floating below, this fish hook is completely on the snow surface, and you will never want to catch any fish in your life.

"I really don't understand it. This is against common sense."

The idiot said.

However, the Sword Emperor held the fishing rod in his hand with one hand, laughed and said, "What, do you want to admit defeat?"

“……………………………It’s not a question of whether I admit defeat or not. It’s just that there are no fish here.”

"Impossible? Why."

"Because there is no water and no fish here. Also, is this kind of question-and-answer game that knowingly asks is very interesting?"

"Interesting. Because you think there is no fish here. In this case, if you catch fish, you will definitely be very happy."

The idiot shook his head, and he began to doubt whether he began to believe that this person would teach him sword skills seriously. His thinking pattern was rational, not emotional. These issues that were similar to the scope of philosophy were not within his consideration. However, just as the idiot was about to turn his head and leave and continue practicing swords, the sword emperor behind him greeted again -

"Just treat it as if I had cheated you, let's try it out. How about it? Maybe you will find that after the end, you can catch a big fish."

Finally, the idiot turned his head and walked to the opposite side of the Sword Emperor. He kept his face facing the Sword Emperor, swaying the rod and throwing the hook. As the hook without bait drew an arc in the air, he immediately sat on the snow and looked at the Sword Emperor in front of him without bending his eyes.

Time continues to pass by little. Fishing in this snow without fish, as it is natural, no fish will take the bait.

After waking up, she couldn't help but feel a little funny when she saw the two of them doing such "stupid things". After laughing, she still went to deal with the trap left by yesterday and caught the food.

After a day, the fishing time disappeared.

After dinner, the Sword Emperor left the sentence "Tomorrow Continue" again, and then returned to his own stone to sleep. He left the idiot who had been sitting all day but had not even practiced, sat alone in a daze.

Day by day, day by day, day by day...

It may have been a week since time under the deep valley.

There is no rescue, and no way out. The idiot is not looking for entrances or practicing swords every day, but keeps following the sword emperor to fish in the speechless snow.

This situation continues... Even the idiot doesn't know how long he will take to fish. As time goes by, his jing spirit gradually becomes loose from the initial tension.

Fishing...

On this day, the idiot squinted his eyes, sat by the snow, looking at the fishing rod in his hand.

He was already a little tired of being alert to the Sword Emperor. He has been sitting here these days. Even if he wants to review the fifth sword in his mind, he has reviewed nothing good, and it is a lot of things that he can memorize backwards.

However, if you don’t read the Sword Emperor or the Sword Note, just sit there blankly. How can you spend this time?

The idiot's eyes narrowed, and the jing spirit seemed a little lazy. His mind no longer appeared in his mind, nor was he full of vigilance. As for An Mie, he closed his eyes and rested because he was too bored. His mind was now blank and there was nothing left.

Thinking of nothing...

This feeling is... curious.

For an idiot... For a mouse in a sewer, stopping thinking often means death. This mentality makes an idiot have to keep his brain running at high speed anytime and anywhere to prevent dangers in front of or behind him.

But now...

In this deep valley.

What other dangers can be here? Even the only threat in front of me is that the idiot is thinking that if the other party wants to kill, he will definitely be able to kill himself. He simply doesn't take any warning and goes there.

Now, there is nothing in his mind.

Quiet, no thoughts.

I just looked at the fishing rod in my hand and no longer complained or anxious. In the end, even my patience seemed to have disappeared, leaving me alone sitting here blankly, holding the fishing rod to fish.

Fishing...Fishing...Fishing...Fishing...

In the fishing world, the passage of time seems to begin to slow down.

In this slowly passing time, the fact that fishing in the snow that was originally regarded as meaningless and illogical by idiots... itself seems to have begun to become meaningful.

Tick... Tick... Tick...

In the idiot's sight, the snow began to accumulate slowly. I don't know when the snow began to fall from the sky again.

The hexagonal snowflakes fell into this deep valley, falling irregularly before the idiot's almost dull eyes. These snowflakes slowly, slowly... fell from the sky at an extremely slow speed and fell into the snow. Finally, they merged with this land...

"Okay, have a meal."
To be continued...