Let Me Game in Peace

But in the next few days, Zhou Wen never saw the white clothed person again. There was no one in the whole valley, which made Zhou Wen very doubtful whether this dimensional field was a prison, which was used to imprison people.

Fortunately, there is Ya’er beside Zhou Wen. Although she rarely speaks, there is someone around, and it feels much better.

While laying in the valley, Zhou Wen brushed cellphone dungeon, waiting for the white clothed person to appear again.

The wait was 7 days. In the evening after 7 days, Zhou Wen finally heard the familiar flute again, and hurried to the peach tree next to the stream to see it. Flute.

His flute sound is quiet and ethereal, which makes people feel relaxed after listening, and has a sense of freedom to forget troubles.

Zhou Wen’s mind is firm, not at all affected by the sound of flute, he just thinks how to subdue this white clothed person and asks how to leave here.

“We are meeting again.” After a song, the white clothed person looked towards Zhou Wen again, “Do you want a drink this time?”

“I just want to know how to get out of here.” Zhou Wen stared dumbly at the white clothed man, and in no case could he be made to disappear like last time.

“It seems you have made up your mind,” said the white clothed man, holding his glass.

“Yes.” Zhou Wen slightly nodded, already holding the bamboo blade in his hand.

“Well then, I can tell you how to leave here, but I have a condition.” The white clothed person said unexpectedly Zhou Wen.

“What conditions?” Zhou Wen looked at the white clothed man with a little surprise.

“Will you use a sword?” Said the white clothed man, playing with a wine glass.

“It’s not a meeting, I just learned a few techniques of sword technique,” Zhou Wen answered.

“No, nothing, I have a sword technique here, as long as you can learn this sword technique, I will tell you how to leave here,” said the white clothed person.

“Why?” Zhou Wen was a little surprised, he had never seen such a dimensional creature before.

“Why not, do you still learn?” The white clothed person not at all explained why.

“I learn.” Zhou Wen thought about it, and nodded agreed.

“I have a total of ten types of the sword technique. It’s not too difficult. Even if it’s so stupid, you should be able to learn it in 3 days.” The white clothed person said, got up and stood up, and picked up one from the ground. Withered branches and then danced.

He used a branch instead of a sword to implement the sword technique. The sword technique is clear and elegant, and does not seem to have any slight intention.

Most of the world’s sword techniques are aimed at hurting the enemy, but his sword technique is not oppressive at all. It is more a sword dance than entertaining.

Soon, the white clothed man danced the ten-three style sword technique, and then looked at Zhou Wen with a smile on his face and asked, “Did you remember?”

“Remember.” Zhou Wen’s memory is excellent, and the ten-sword technique is not too complicated. He remembers every movement clearly.

White clothed person smiled smiley: “After you have practiced, come here to find me.”

“No need to bother me, I’ll practice it for you right now. It shouldn’t be difficult to learn tonight, as long as I can use the sword technique completely, even if I learn it, right?” Zhou Wen said while watching the white clothed person.

“Yes, as long as you can use the sword technique in its entirety, even if you have learned it.” The bamboo flute in the hands of white clothed is turning between fingers.

“Okay, then I’ll show it to you now.” Zhou Wen said, just summon out a Legend long thin sword, which is a companion egg burst from the ancient sword mound, which is usually not very useful. Looking at its sword shape, it is more suitable for this set of sword technique, so Zhou Wen just summed it up.

Holding the sword, Zhou Wen first recalled the white clothed man’s sword technique in his mind, and determined that there was no forgetting in any detail, Zhou Wen began to make a sword.

Based on his combat experience and innate talent, it is too easy to imitate a set of sword technique, let alone just the 3th style, even if it is more than 100 styles, Zhou Wen can only imitate it.

But Zhou Wen stabbed with a sword, but the man was stunned there. He could not practice any more than just stabbed a sword.

Not to say how difficult this sword technique’s moves are. With Zhou Wen’s current body quality, no matter how difficult the moves are, as long as they are supported by the human body, he can use them.

However, Zhou Wen couldn’t keep up with this sword, because he found that the sword technique in his memory seemed to be different from the sword technique demonstrated by white clothed people.

“Strange! How can it be different?” Zhou Wen slightly frowned, withdrew the sword that was pierced, and then carefully recalled the white clothed man’s sword technique.

The memory of the sword technique clearly appeared in Zhou Wen’s mind, but Zhou Wen’s complexion changed gradually.

Because the word technique he remembers in his mind now seems completely different from the whole method he just remembered.

This feeling is weird, it is like a person who clearly remembers that the person he saw was red clothes, but when he recalls it, the color of the person’s clothes in the memory becomes white.

There is a conflict between memory and memory, which Zhou Wen has never encountered.

I turned around and looked towards the white clothed person, and wanted to ask him what was going on, but there was no one under the peach tree, and the white clothed person had disappeared.

Zhou Wen slightly frowned, and recalled the ten-three style sword technique again, and the result was different from the previous two times.

It’s as if Zhou Wen remembered 3 different sword techniques. Although the sword techniques are all ten patterns, the styles are completely different.

The sword technique demonstrated by the white clothed person is elegant, but the sword technique in the second memory of Zhou Wen is just aggressive and overbearing. The sword technique in the third memory is soft and secretive, which makes Zhou Wen doubt about his memory.

Then when Zhou Wen wanted to remember it again, he found that the sword technique had changed again. The sword technique he recalled every time seemed different.

“What the hell is this?” Zhou Wen expression is fickle, and he can be sure that his memory is absolutely no problem, but why does his memory change constantly? Zhou Wen couldn’t figure it out either.

“Is it hallucination?” Zhou Wen quickly rejected this idea again. His concentration is very high. Even if it is hallucination, it is difficult to shake his will. If it is pure hallucination, it is impossible to affect his brain in this way.

“If it is not hallucination, then there is a problem with the sword technique itself.” Zhou Wen went back to the tenth-style sword technique, and kept repeating it over and over again. He would try to see how many different memories he would have.

The night passed and the sun rose and set. When the night came again, Zhou Wen had recalled at least 100 times, but each time he recalled the sword technique was different, and no one was repeated.

“Have you remembered?” The white branched man appeared under the peach tree again, sitting on the root of the tree, holding a jug in his hand, holding a wine glass in one hand, and inquiring about the wine.