"Hey, you're still here. In this case, you can go to my bedroom by yourself. All weapons, armors, bows and arrows are placed on the shelves."
Yang Gan dismissed Ouyang Moyan with an impatient look. Naturally, he carried his weapons with him. Who knew if he would be assassinated.
Sometimes when you think you are unlikely to be assassinated, that is when you are most likely to be assassinated.
Put the weapon by your side, just two words: peace of mind.
There is even a dagger under Yang Gan's pillow. If the weapon is stolen, he can use it to fight.
Only when there is really no other way, Yang Gan will choose physical combat.
After thanking him, Ouyang Moyan took a tape measure and started to go to Yang Gan's bedroom. As for whether he would cause trouble, Yang Gan was not worried at all. There were people inside who would not watch him mess around.
If he has any bad intentions, Krisna will teach him how to behave.
After sending Ouyang Moyan away, Yang Qian finally sat down and asked.
"Master, how's it going?"
Cao Wushuang nodded, and the fatigue on his face flashed across his face. "I have already thought about how to endure it, but the structure of the pelvis is relatively complicated and there are many movements. One person may not be able to endure it. Two people must help each other."
The main reason is the pubic symphysis. This position is very difficult to move. Other joints can always be moved.
Although the pubic symphysis is not permanently fixed on both sides, the range of movement may be very limited.
It should be noted that the smaller the movements, the smaller the effect of beating, and the larger the movements, the better the effect of beating. Although it is not 100% correct, general beatings can be based on this standard.
After three days of non-stop sleep, even Cao Wushuang's body could not bear it.
Compared with the physical fatigue, it is not as good as the mental fatigue. After all, most people can't bear the full concentration for three days and three nights.
"I'll have a good sleep first, and then I'll play with you when I wake up. The movements this time are smaller, so it's easy to learn."
After Cao Wushuang drank several bowls of wine, he could no longer open his eyelids and staggered towards the inside.
"Master, take a rest first, do you want to eat?"
"Don't eat!"
"oh!"
When he came to the bed, Cao Wushuang threw his whole body on the bed, pushed away the quilt, and fell asleep enjoying the cool air.
Recently, it's more troublesome to take care of your body than before. Taking a good workout in the winter can be treated as a bath, while taking a good workout in the summer is considered... stew?
A whole day passed.
Cao Wushuang finally woke up, and just when he opened his eyes, he saw a small table with a large amount of food placed on the bed.
She was so hungry that she immediately picked up the food and ate it hungrily without even brushing her teeth.
People who are born with supernatural powers have a big appetite. It took three days and another day of sleep. Who knows how much they ate in these four days?
Yang Qian couldn't help but ask Zhang Yumeng, who was holding a tablet next to him and giggling.
"How much have you eaten in the past few days? Three meals a day?"
Zhang Yumeng double-clicked the tablet, paused, and said, "I went out to eat. When Cao Wushuang went in, she went crazy. She ate in the house, only one meal a day. It smelled like formalin. After the food went in, I was convinced by her."
"Pfft~~!"
Yang Qian almost spit out the tea. Is it so violent? Put something in the house near Ge Xiuming.
These days, human life is worthless, and corpses are worthless.
Generally, corpses on the battlefield are disposed of or abandoned. This is usually done to chase the enemy and there is no time to dispose of them.
If there is time, the method of burying it in the earth and burning it is usually used.
There are two other types that are not used much, but not too little.
One is to build the Jingguan. Yang Qian did such a thing. The heads of hundreds of thousands of Huns are still lying at the gate of Baiyun.
The last one is to make military rations. If the general is not a pervert, then this army is basically at the end of its rope.
Yang Gan is usually burned and buried in earth, firstly to prevent the plague, and secondly to hide the movements of the army.
In addition, there are a lot of slaves in every war. Why don't these people do anything?
So no one will say you are cruel at all about how to deal with the corpse. Of course, the unified dynasties after the Han Dynasty may still have some corrupt Confucian regulations, but now is the Warring States and troubled times, who can say so much.
Yang Gan asked Ge Xiuming to do this secretly in order to prevent the local scholar-bureaucrats from knowing.
Although all the corpses here are the bodies of scholar-bureaucrats, this is actually just the tip of the iceberg. There are more corpses in other warehouses, but those corpses are either civilians and are very thin.
Or they were the corpses of scholar-bureaucrats who had been chopped into several pieces, so the corpses here were very precious. Almost all of them were killed with a knife or strangled to death.
"Master, are you so fierce? Are you eating in a room full of formaldehyde smell?"
Cao Wushuang took a leg of lamb and feasted on it. This time she didn't care about her usual demeanor, and the corners of her mouth were still covered with corn.
Cao Wushuang said after swallowing the mutton hard.
"Actually, you two are too timid. You can eat anything after staying in there for a day."
"Why?"
Yang Qian and Zhang Yumeng asked at the same time.
"The smell is really pungent. Let alone eating, I smell it too much and feel uncomfortable all over my body. However, after a day, I smell nothing and eat naturally. If I hadn't devoted myself to thinking about the fighting skills, how could I only eat all day? A meal.”
Yang Qian suddenly stretched out his thumb, raised the corners of his mouth, and his exposed teeth instantly emitted a ray of light.
"Master, you are awesome."
"When you reach the third step of Qi training and move towards the fourth step, you will know why Qi practitioners can eat so much and can stay hungry for a long time without eating."
A leg of lamb was chewed by Cao Wushuang, just three times, five divided by two. If you want to specify the minute, it may have been eaten into bones in less than a minute, and not even the shreds of meat or fascia were left.
"Humph, don't be awesome, don't be awesome. Let me tell you, this training is very difficult. If you don't fight, it won't have a big impact on the whole body."
Cao Wushuang's eyes were burning, and he seemed to be speaking intentionally or unintentionally.
Yang Gan frowned and said, "This won't work. No matter how difficult it is, master, you just need to agree. I was born with obsessive-compulsive disorder. If it's impossible, I won't force it. Now I can obviously do it."
"Master, aren't you curious? Ordinary Qi practitioners only work on 12 large joints. What would happen if we worked on all 12 large joints and 210 small joints?"
The bewitching words made Cao Wushuang's eyes instantly burst with strong desire. As a top martial artist, he naturally loves martial arts. Naturally, she couldn't refuse such a temptation. However, she hesitated again when she thought about the process of suffering.
"Let me think about it again."
"Snapped!"
Yang Gan slapped his forehead and said speechlessly, "Master, what are you struggling with? Come on, I can't help it anymore."
Cao Wushuang swept away all the delicacies on the table, rinsed his mouth with tea, took a deep breath, and said.
"Let me think about it again."
Seeing Cao Wushuang walking outside, Yang Gan's eyes widened.
"Damn it, what's going on with Zhang Yumeng? You're teaching me a beating posture and you still have to think about it? Is it still the Seven Injury Fist?"
Zhang Yumeng shrugged and said, "I don't know that. I just show her how these joints operate and what the limits are when they rotate."
"Tianyao~~~ I'm really speechless. I almost run out of time."
Zhang Yumeng wondered, "Why don't you have time? How is it possible?"
"It's been almost a year. If we don't go back, I'm afraid we won't be able to take care of the situation in the Central Plains. No matter what, we will have to go back."
Yang Qian took Zhang Yumeng outside the lobby, pointed to the map on the wall and said, "See for yourself. The territory is so big now. I wonder if I need to patrol it, otherwise I am afraid that the people below will fool me."
Zhang Yumeng blinked her big watery eyes and said, "Aren't there officials?"
"What about officials lying to people?"
"That day, I was from Kariji."
"Are the people from Tianshou Division lying to you?"
.......
"You really don't trust others."
Yang Qian pointed to his nose, "If you believe it wrong once, you might end up in trouble. Do you think I should be more cautious?"
"Being too cautious will lead to persecution and paranoia~~~ In this case, I will go out and ask Cao Wushuang what the reason is."
"Okay, it's up to you!"
The next day.
Having just gotten up, Yang Qian looked around and frowned deeply, wondering, where did the master come from?
He pushed Krisna who was snoring and asked, "Have you seen my master?"
Krisna slapped Yang Qian's hand away and muttered, "I don't think he came back yesterday."
"strangeness!"
Yang Gan felt that something happened that he didn't know about. This kind of thing that was beyond his control made him very irritable.
"Your Majesty, Ouyang Moyan wants to see you!"
Yang Qian was stunned and said, "Let him wait."
"What are you doing here so early? That's weird."
Yang Qian muttered a few words and walked outside with the two women serving him. After sitting down in the lobby, he thought about recent events and couldn't help but rub his head with a headache.
In winter, it starts hibernating when nothing happens, and in summer it likes to hibernate when nothing happens, just like entering old age early.
Now he is not as anxious as before. Yang Gan knows that this is because his body is growing.
But after growing for so long, it still hasn't grown, and it has shrunk a few centimeters. Yang Qian is a little confused.
"come in."
The door opened, and a wave of heat rushed in from the outside. Yang Gan hurriedly said, "Close the door quickly."
After Ouyang Moyan and a few soldiers came in, they brought in something that looked like a piano case. It seemed a bit heavy.
Yang Qian rubbed his head with a headache and held his cheek with one hand, his face full of impatience.
"Ouyang Moyan, what's wrong with you recently? Why do you always come to me? Every time you come here, you have to take care of your meals. Are you here specifically to fight the autumn wind?"
Ignoring Yang Qian's teasing, Ouyang Moyan said excitedly, "Your Majesty, my descendants of the Mo family used to be all over the world. Some were good at craftsmanship, some were good at fighting, and some liked martial arts and followed the path of knights."
"Someone once imagined a thing, but it was abandoned because it was too useless. In the past few days, I finally made it."
The corner of Yang Gan's mouth twitched fiercely. How dare you show it to me?
Some people died, but not completely...
