In the early morning, a hint of fish belly white just appeared on the horizon.
In the open space in the backyard, two figures, one large and one small, stood in the courtyard: "Although your sword skills are simple, they are sharp and quick. What is important is to use Qi to push the knife, use the knife to bring Qi, and under the impetus of internal strength, an explosion of The speed and strength are several times the normal state, and the power is unparalleled."
"But a true master, in addition to being fast, must also be accurate and ruthless. You are good at all of these. But in addition to being fast, accurate, and ruthless, movement skills are also extremely important."
"There's an old saying that goes like this: With one sword you can see your hand, with two swords you can see where you are going. You use two swords. If you learn my footwork, it might be of great help to you."
What Wang Zhong taught Brother Hai was none other than the supporting body techniques in the Baguazhang Sword Technique.
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For breakfast, they had steamed stuffed buns stuffed with horse meat. The noodles had been kneaded by Wang Zhong after he woke up early in the morning.
Eating fist-sized meat buns and drinking steaming hot noodle soup, I feel very comfortable.
"The ramen is about strength and is suitable for boys; the buns are about the filling and the fillings; the sauce is about the heat and ratio. What is required is ingenuity and is suitable for good girls!"
"Brother Lame, although Brother Hai is not old, his skills are no worse than those famous swordsmen. The world is so chaotic outside now. Let's not talk about other places. Just this five hundred miles radius. A young man of about the same age means an adult who is older than Brother Hai. How many of them are capable of Brother Hai?"
Wang Zhong once again mentioned the marriage between Brother Hai and his good sister.
"A good girl is beautiful. If she doesn't have a capable husband to protect her, you and I both know what will happen in the future."
"Hey!" The lame man sighed, looked at Brother Hai, then at his good sister, and finally let go: "I didn't say I wouldn't agree!"
"I know Brother Hai's father's abilities. Since Brother Hai has learned his father's martial arts, he will be able to protect his good sister in the future!"
The lame man looked at his daughter and asked seriously: "Good girl! Dad has promised you to Brother Hai as his wife. Are you willing?"
"Dad!" The good girl's face was suddenly covered with red clouds, she lowered her head shyly, raised her eyes to glance at Brother Hai, and immediately buried her head.
"Lame brother, it's better to choose a different day than to hit the sun. Why don't we take care of the two children's affairs today, so I can pass on my skills to them as soon as possible."
"Do it today?" The lame man was a little surprised: "Isn't it too hasty?"
"This great news should happen sooner rather than later! If the two of them learned the craft earlier, you would be relieved earlier, right?"
The last two sentences made the lame man moved.
"I saw that there are sheep farmers in the town. Let's buy two of them and hold a proper wedding for them both. Let Brother Hai marry his beautiful girl in a glorious way. What do you think?"
The lame man's eyes wandered back and forth between Brother Hai and his good sister, and his heart was full of reluctance, but he knew in his heart that his daughter would eventually get married. Marrying early and marrying late would be a marriage. If he married Brother Hai, he could still learn Go to Wang Zhong’s skills.
Cripple himself had tasted Wang Zhong's food, so he naturally knew how valuable the craftsmanship was.
"Hey!" Sighing again, the lame man finally nodded.
Lame Man went to buy a sheep himself and came back. Wang Zhong killed the sheep, bled it, skinned and cut the meat, stewed a large pot of mutton, and cooked a pot of soup with haggis. He mixed the remaining ten kilograms of white flour with stick noodles and made it. Zahe Noodles and Steamed Buns invited the whole town to eat and drink together, allowing Brother Hai and Haomei to worship in front of the whole town.
At night, after Brother Hao and his good sister were sent to the bridal chamber, Wang Zhong and Laizi ate a pot of braised lamb chops they had just cooked and drank bowls of sorghum wine.
The lame man had done more than half of the pot by himself, plus he drank a lot during the day. After a while, he was lying on the table in a daze, with a mouth full of confusion and he didn't know what he was muttering.
Wang Zhong carried the lame man into the house, threw him on the kang, casually lifted the quilt and covered him, then went back to the house and continued to practice the Qi training method taught by Brother Hao.
Not to mention, every time he finished practicing, Wang Zhong felt full of energy, as if he had soaked in a hot spring. His whole body was warm, and there was a hot air that kept traveling along the meridians, and finally merged into the Dantian energy. In the sea.
And every time after practicing this skill, Wang Zhong would fall asleep in just a moment. Even when he was sleeping, he slept very soundly. When he woke up every morning, he was in high spirits. Unlike the time before, he was still in high spirits. You will feel sleepy and want to stay in bed.
I heard Brother Hai say that this Kung Fu is called the Purple Mirror Divine Kung Fu, but when it comes to the system, it turns out to be a nameless Qi Training Technique. Could it be that Brother Hai's father chose the name blindly?
Early the next morning, Brother Hai walked out of the house refreshed. Wang Zhong had been practicing in the courtyard with a horizontal sword for a long time.
"Brother!" Brother Hai greeted Wang Zhong with a smile.
"Hey! Get up so early? Why don't you sleep a little longer?" Wang Zhong put away his knife and stood up with a face full of laughter.
Brother Hai blushed a little and quickly changed the subject: "Brother, where is my father-in-law?"
"Let the horses go!"
As soon as Wang Zhong finished speaking, the good girl who had already pulled up her hair also walked out of the room, but the bright red floral cotton-padded jacket she wore yesterday had been replaced by the old jacket she usually wears.
"Good morning, Brother Wang!"
Wang Zhong smiled and said: "Good girl, from today onwards, don't go to the front hall. Leave the running errands to Brother Hai. Your father is watching from the front. You can keep an eye on it in the kitchen. I will talk to you in detail. Talk about it and try to learn these skills as soon as possible."
"Yes! I listen to Brother Wang." As soon as she heard that she was learning crafts from Wang Zhong, the good girl agreed without even thinking about it.
Thinking of the ramen and horse meat made by Wang Zhong himself, as well as the pot of mutton and haggis soup yesterday, the good girl couldn't help but salivate.
In the blink of an eye, several days have passed, and the newlyweds are now mixing honey with oil. They have tasted the forbidden fruit for the first time. Naturally, they don't know how to control themselves, and they have to make noise until midnight every night.
Wang Zhong practiced meditation, concentrated on his thoughts, and didn't hear what was going on outside the window, which was fine.
But the old lame man suffered a lot. He was forced to listen to his daughter and son-in-law's advice every night. His heart, which was already mostly buried in the ground, became restless. He couldn't sleep all night long. In two days, he saved two A thick dark circle under the eye.
On this day, there was a big gathering in Shuangqi Town. Lao Laizi's restaurant was quite famous within a few dozen miles around. As soon as dawn came, many people came to eat and drink.
The four of them were busy, and business was booming. Several people from the village who were friends with the cripple also came over to drink a few bowls of wine, and gathered near the counter, laughing and joking.
Seeing that it was almost noon, there was suddenly a rapid sound of horse hooves outside. The sound of horse hooves got closer and closer, and the horse stopped in front of the lame man's restaurant.
Then I saw a tall man with broad shoulders, slender arms, short hair, a full beard, and a somewhat ferocious appearance. He was wearing an old sheep coat, carrying a single sword, and leading two knife-wielding men, one fat and one thin. Go into the store.
The few people who were still occupying the table immediately ran inside with wine bowls and horse meat to share the table with others.
"Second Master, you haven't been here for a while. What do you want to eat today?" The lame man hurriedly put on a smile and stepped forward to entertain me, not daring to show any slights.
The Yi Dao Immortal group is the local emperor of Shuangqi Town and even hundreds of miles away. They have superb sword skills, kill without batting an eye, and are famous for their ferocity.
The One-Sword Immortal has a great reputation, but the reputation of this second master is also not bad. His sword skills may not be as powerful as the One-Sword Immortal, but the life in his hands is not much less than that of the One-Sword Immortal.
The most important thing is that this second master is the biological brother of Yi Daoxian and Yi Mu, and they have a very good relationship.
Seeing the lame man, the second master grinned, showing his big yellow teeth. He raised his hand and patted the lame man on the shoulder: "Lame man, is the business good?"
The cripple greeted him with a smile: "Thanks to the second master for taking care of me!"
Seeing the lame man walking up the road, he waved his hand and said loudly: "Bring five kilograms of horse meat and a jar of old wine!"
"Okay! Second Master, wait a minute!" The lame man nodded and bowed, with a humble look on his face. He turned around and walked to the counter, lifted the blocking board, walked to the counter, picked up a jar of old wine that had not been opened, and poured it into the counter. call.
"Brother Hai, bring me five pounds of horse meat!"
"okay!"
Brother Hai's loud and deep voice came from the kitchen.
The second master and his party, a total of three people, all looked at the door leading to the kitchen, wondering why a man suddenly appeared. When they saw a half-grown boy lifting the curtain and opening the door with horse meat, the three of them looked at it. The people exchanged glances.
The second master looked at the cripple opposite who had just put down the wine jar and was about to leave, and asked casually: "Cripple, when did you recruit this guy? Where is your pretty girl?"
The lame man turned around and bowed respectfully and said: "Second Master, please forgive me, I have just hired a son-in-law! We just got married a few days ago! This girl is married and has become a daughter-in-law. Naturally, it is not easy for her to show her face outside."
Peng!
I saw the burly man named Er Ye rising up from his arms, glaring at the lame man, holding the table with one hand, jumping over the table, grabbing the lame man by the collar, dragging him to him, and said angrily: "What? ! Is your beautiful girl married?"
"The second master has something to say, something to say!" The lame man explained quickly, but the second master would not listen. He pushed the lame man hard in anger.
Brother Hai, who had just walked out of the kitchen, exclaimed: "Dad, be careful!"
Not caring about the mutton in his hand, he stepped forward and hurriedly supported his father-in-law.
The second master became even more angry, swore in his mouth, raised his foot and kicked out suddenly, hitting the lame man in the lower abdomen, kicking the lame man and the brother who was holding him from behind, back again and again, and hit the counter with a bang.
"You stupid bitch, I've fallen in love with this girl, I haven't slept with her yet, how dare you marry her to someone else!"
As he spoke, the second master turned around and pulled out the single sword placed on the table. He heard a dragon's roar, and the blade of the sword with a cold light dazzled everyone's eyes!
The two people behind the second master also drew their swords out of their sheaths. Everyone in the store looked at them coldly, and no one dared to say anything. There were more than a dozen people sitting or standing in the huge store, but they were as silent as a chill at the moment. Only the second master walked towards Brother Hai and the lame man with a ferocious smile on his face, his cold eyes filled with ferocity, and the long knife in his hand was pressed against Brother Hai's neck.
"You are so beautiful. With such a beautiful girl, sleeping with her is like sleeping with a female Bodhisattva! I haven't even touched a woman yet, and you let me take the lead!" As soon as he finished speaking, the second master looked at her. The fierce light surged, and with a move of his wrist, the long knife was swung horizontally, and he saw that the long knife was about to cut through Brother Hai's neck.
Between life and death, Brother Hao's mind went blank. He subconsciously used the movement technique taught by Li Zhong and fell to the side. While pushing the lame man away, he subconsciously mobilized his internal force and transferred it to his arms, tilting his body forward. At the same time, he hooked his ten fingers, and a dragon roar suddenly sounded. Brother Hai kicked his right foot hard on the counter, and his body leaning forward was almost pressed against Er Ye by the force of the kick. The long knife flew forward.
Brother Hai didn't even have time to think about it. He relied on his body's instinctive reaction. He used the internal skills he had practiced hard since childhood to the extreme. He subconsciously used the skills of cutting bones and shaving flesh for several days in a row.
The tip of the knife picked up and dragged, and picked up the tendon of Er Ye's hand holding the knife. He turned forward and swung the knife. The sharp long knife instantly cut off Er Ye's arm holding the knife. When he returned to the right position, he took advantage of the situation. The knife slashed across Er Ye's neck.
It seemed like a complicated fight, but in fact it only took a moment. Driven by the internal force, Brother Hai's speed and strength increased several times in an instant. With a flash of swords between everyone, Brother Hai was already on the wrong side of Er Ye. He passed by and half-crouched on the ground. There was a cut on his neck, and blood flowed out from the cut.
The second master who was previously arrogant had blood spattering on his wrists, shoulders and neck. The arm holding the knife fell straight down. Scarlet blood gushed out of the second master's enlarged mouth. He wanted to make a sound, but his neck The vocal cords and blood vessels on his upper body were cut off by Brother Hai with one knife. He raised his left hand as if to cover the wound, but the blood pouring out was like a flood that could not be stopped.
The tall and burly body just fell backwards. Peng's head hit the bench made of solid wood, and then fell to the ground. His head was tilted at an incredible angle, his neck was completely deformed, and the wound was The blood that kept pouring out instantly stained the ground red.
The two swordsmen with swords in their hands opened their eyes wide and looked at the second master's body that had fallen to the ground in disbelief.
The second master actually only made one stab, and was cut down by this kid. There was no room for him to fight back.
The two of them looked at Brother Hao who was half-kneeling on the ground with knives in both hands. They subconsciously took a few steps back, then immediately turned around and ran out without looking back.
Just as he ran to the door, a cold sword light suddenly appeared from nowhere and streaked across the sky.
The two six-yang leaders flew over the door and flew into the house, turning into gourds rolling on the ground. Scarlet blood splashed out from the headless pelvic cavity, and the two corpses were still running forward under the influence of inertia. Pour on the dusty road.
Scarlet blood stained the entire wooden door of the restaurant and the burly man standing at the door holding a long knife! It also stained a road paved with blood.
Things happened too fast and turned around even faster. Before anyone in the room could react, the second master and three people who were so arrogant just now were killed one after another, and two of them had their heads chopped off.
The two huge heads were lying at the door, eyes wide with disbelief written on their faces.
A tall figure stood at the door holding a knife, blocking most of the light, as if the night had blocked the light.
Everyone in the room was already stunned and didn't dare to move.
Only the lame man, who had just been pushed away by Brother Hai, struggled to stand up, swallowing subconsciously while looking at the scene in front of him in disbelief.
The notorious second master died like this?
Looking at the two heads on the ground, they were the old lame man who was a swordsman. Looking at Wang Zhong standing at the door holding a long knife, he couldn't help but be a little shocked.
Wang Zhong was also a little surprised. Why was he so murderous and would chop off people's heads at every turn? Will he be nicknamed Wang Beheading in the future?
Wang Zhong strode into the store, walked to the front of the counter, picked up an old rag, wrapped the knife in his hand from the handle, slowly pulled the knife out, and wiped off the blood stained on the blade.
Not to mention, the horizontal knife made of this alloy is sharp, sharp and strong, and it can cut people's heads like chopping melons and vegetables, effortlessly.
"Killed!"
In an instant, everyone in the hall suddenly dispersed, scrambling to escape, wishing that I could give myself two more legs so that I could run faster.
After a moment, only Wang Zhong, Cripple and Brother Hai were left in the shop that had been crowded just now.
The good girl got Wang Zhong's order and hid in the backyard room early. When she heard the shouts of 'killer' from the front yard, she couldn't help but ran out worriedly and looked at the blood all over the house. With a severed arm and head, his pretty little face turned pale with fright.
Wang Zhong asked the lame man to bring his good sister into the house. He walked up to Brother Hai and asked, "Are you afraid?"
Brother Hai shook his head. He was no longer the young man who had never killed anyone. On the way to Shuangqi Town, he and Wang Zhong killed two horse thieves who wanted to rob the road.
"Today's world is in chaos. If you want to live in this world, you will either kill someone or be killed. If you want to live, if you want to live with your good sister and your father-in-law, you have to adapt. If those two people just took advantage of you to be distracted When I come to kill you with a knife, can you stop me?"
Brother Hai was stunned by Wang Zhong's question, and then lowered his head in shame.
At night, an oil lamp was lit in the room. Wang Zhong was sitting on the bench with one foot on the bench. The scabbard was placed on the table. He was holding a quick white rag in his hand and was wiping the light in his hand. It is a long sword with a blade of four feet.
The handle of the knife is one foot three inches long and can be held with both hands.
The cripple looked at the dry smoke one mouthful at a time, his brows furrowed into the character "Sichuan", and the good girl lowered her head and grabbed Brother Hai's clothes, not daring to look at Wang Zhong.
Thinking of the scene she saw in the afternoon, the good girl felt a chill on her back.
Brother Hai was holding a circle of gauze around his neck. Fortunately, it was just a flesh wound, nothing serious. He had been given medicine and it would heal in a few days. The two daggers were still tied to both sides of his calves.
"Kill the second master, what to do now! Yidao Xian will never give up!" Cripple said worriedly.
Wang Zhong sheathed his sword, looked at the lame man, and then looked at Brother Hai: "Brother Hai, what do you think?"
Brother Hai looked at Wang Zhong and shook his head.
Wang Zhong said: "Brother Hai, you are no longer a child. You have married a good girl. You are her husband, your father-in-law's son-in-law, and the pillar of the family. As the old saying goes, men are women's gods." , is the land of women, since you have married a good girl, you should use your shoulders to support her."
Brother Hai turned around and looked at his good sister who was grabbing his clothes and looking at him. He grabbed the rough little hand, held it in his palm, and said: "Good sister, don't worry, I will protect you."
The good girl looked at Brother Hai with tears in her eyes. She didn't say anything, but just held Brother Hai's hand tightly.
The cripple looked at Brother Hai's childish face, and remembered the situation when Brother Hai pushed him away to block the second master today, and he felt warm in his heart: "How about letting Brother Hai and my good sister go early tomorrow morning! "
"Yidao Xian still doesn't know that the second master is dead. As long as Brother Hai leaves with his good sister, even if someone goes to report the news, Yidao Xian will come, and I will give him my old life as compensation."
"Dad!" The good girl cried instantly.
Brother Hai did not agree, but looked at Li Zhong and shouted: "Brother!"
Wang Zhongdao: "Nowadays, the world outside is so chaotic. There are people like Yi Daoxian everywhere, and there are countless people like Er Ye. I just couldn't bear to see bullies robbing civilian girls, so I took action angrily and escaped from prison. A good girl is beautiful, no matter where Brother Hai takes her, as long as there are people, who can guarantee that she won't meet people like Er Ye and Yida Xian?"
"If we meet again, should we let Brother Hao and his good sister hide away? If we can hide once or twice, how can we hide for a lifetime?"
The lame man was stunned for a while by Wang Zhong's words, then he sighed, took another puff of cigarette, and said: "That Yidao Immortal is not a good person. Although the second master is powerful, it is nothing compared with Yidao Immortal. Yidao Immortal is nothing." For so many years in the northwest, he has never used a second move to kill people. He is a famous swordsman in the northwest. If Brother Hai's father was still here, he could still fight with him, but now..."
The cripple frowned, looked at the childish brother, and sighed again.
Wang Zhongdao: "Looking at the temper of the second master today, you know that they are not kind people. Even if you let Brother Hao and his good sister go now, and you sacrifice your own life to pay for it to Yi Daoxian, you can be sure that he will not continue to hunt for the child." Brother and good sister?"
The lame man was stunned again, and then let out a long sigh.
"This won't work, that won't work either, let's just fight with Yidao Xian!" The good girl suddenly stood up and said loudly while wiping her tears with her sleeves.
"My good sister is right, since you can't escape, then fight him!" Brother Hai gritted his teeth, his eyes gleaming.
"What do you know! At such a young age, how much kung fu can you have compared to your father? I only have one leg left, how can we compete with others?" the lame man said excitedly.
"Isn't there still Brother Wang?" After spending time together, Wang Zhong's position in Brother Hai's heart became more and more important.
Wang Zhong smiled and patted Brother Hai on the shoulder and said, "Yes, a man should have the courage and determination to face difficulties!"
"The same goes for swordsmanship. A single-edged sword requires the courage to move forward and the determination not to retreat until death."
"Yidao Xian is not a great god. He is also a human being with naked eyes. He can bleed and die. Isn't that Second Master also famous? But in your hands, he can't escape with just one sword. No matter how powerful Yi Daoxian is, If you and I work together, can't we kill him?"
Seeing the confident smile on Li Zhong's face and his flying figure, the courage and confidence gradually emerged in Brother Hai's eyes.
