Early this morning, I squatted at the door and brushed my teeth while watching Brother Yu and King Miao Dao compete.
Brother Yu used a wooden stick and King of Swords used a wooden knife. The two of them fought for hundreds of rounds in a short period of time with no winner or loser. I was so excited when I saw it that I wanted to rush up and join them.
The two had a conflict before, and Brother Yu was injured by his knife.
The Four-Finger Sword King stepped aside and said with a hearty laugh: "Haha! Little Master! Your stick movements are open and closed with a hint of compassion. This is the Shaolin Temple's Mountain-Suppressing Stick Technique!"
Standing with a stick in hand, Brother Yu shook his head after receiving the compliment and said, "King of Swordsmen, you are very flattering. If you had used a real sword, I would have lost this fight. I just don't know what kind of sword technique you used just now?"
"Ha ha!"
He laughed and said loudly: "The so-called progress cuts the knife like a surge! A dead tree turns into a dragon with its roots! It's hard to hide when a knife is hanging on the head! The forward thrust is merciless! The golden rooster is independent and the ghosts and gods cry! Spread the knife and turn around like a roc."
After hearing this, Brother Yu was immediately surprised and said: "Thirty-six Tiangang Dao? But brother, are you using the Miao Dao?"
According to legend, the Thirty-Six Tiangang Knife Technique was created by a butcher in the Yuan Dynasty. Its earliest prototype was a kitchen knife. Don’t underestimate the kitchen knife, its actual combat effectiveness and lethality are very impressive.
The Four-Finger Knife King explained Brother Yu's doubts seriously: "Whether it's a seedling knife or a kitchen knife, everything remains the same. As long as you understand it well, in fact, any knife I use will be the same."
I spit out the toothbrushing water and hurriedly ran over and said, "You can use anything? Then brother, do you know how to use a butterfly knife?"
"what?"
He frowned and said, "I've never heard of such a knife."
I explained it with gestures, describing what the butterfly knife looked like, how powerful it was, how sharp it was, etc.
After hearing this, he smiled and said: "What kind of butterfly knife? The background of this kind of knife is not orthodox, and it is just a small skill."
I immediately shook my head and retorted: "It's no small feat! If all four butterfly knives in Master Zhe's book come out! They can kill the top masters in the world!"
"Yeah?"
The Miao Knife King seemed to be very interested and said: "If there is a chance one day, I would really like to learn from the owner of the butterfly knife."
He suddenly asked me again: "Little brother, I wonder what kind of special skills you have."
"I?"
Brother Yu smiled and interjected: "King of Swordsmen, you have misunderstood. In fact, Yunfeng does not know martial arts. He is just like us. He relies on strategy and brains to navigate the world." Brother Yu pointed at his head.
"Brother Yu, you are so messed up! Why can't I do it? I'm actually a master, okay?"
I strode into a horse stance and said loudly: "I have learned how to refine qi and how to catch cicadas in eight steps!"
Brother Yu scratched his head and said: "I know you can, but the two types you know have no attack power, and they have no attack power at all."
Although it is true, I was not happy after hearing what Brother Yu said. Although what I learned does not have any offensive power, you can't say that I can't do martial arts! I can't do it well!
The Four-Finger Sword King smiled and said: "Little brother, it seems that you are mainly learning defensive and life-saving exercises. I have three partial defensive skills here that I can teach you. Do you want to learn them?"
"Yes I do!"
"Is it difficult? I can't learn it if it's difficult."
"Haha, it's not difficult. I'm sure you'll know it once you learn it. Once these three moves are used together, although you can't hurt the other party, the other party can't hurt you even more."
I was so happy when I heard it, I like this kind of special skill.
Brother Yu folded his arms and stood aside to listen with interest.
I just listened to the sword king speaking to me seriously: "The first move is to dive to catch the bird, the second move is to lock the legs with the blade, and the third move is to wrap the head and head. Once these three moves are performed in order, the enemy will definitely move."
No, now let’s practice it in practice.”
As soon as I got into my stance, the man rushed over. He was very fast, and he punched straight in front of my face! I subconsciously turned to dodge, but at this moment, the Sword King suddenly dived! He grabbed it firmly with his right hand.
My piece! This time, it hurt so much that I shed tears.
"Haha! This is called changing tactics!"
Before I could react, he threw me to the ground and clamped his legs like scissors. At the same time, he wrapped his arms around me and strangled my head tightly!
This moment made me unable to move and breathless!
I slapped his arm desperately, signaling him to let go quickly, he was almost suffocated!
"Haha, little brother, how about these three moves of mine?"
After I got up, my important parts were still aching. I gasped and said, "Severe...severe, so severe! I can't move at all!"
Brother Yu couldn't help but praise: "Yunfeng, although these three moves don't look very good at first sight, they are indeed very effective in actual combat."
After a while, I cupped my fists and thanked the Four-Finger Sword King for teaching me the three moves. Brother Yu admitted that the Sword King was actually a hidden master. In the future, there would be such a master protecting Doctor Fan when he traveled around the world. She
I feel reassured about your safety.
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After lunch, I found a rare pen and paper and lay down on the table to write and draw.
"Fengzi, what are you writing?" Douyazai came in and asked.
I looked up at him and said calmly: "Writing a book, I plan to take some free time in the future and write a book."
Dou Sprout looked at me, his eyes almost falling out of his head.
"Hahaha!"
"Hahaha! You wrote a fucking book! You made me laugh so hard!"
"You want to die, right? Why can't I write a book?"
"No! Mineko!"
Dou Yazai wiped his eyes and said: "Do you think you are Doctor Fan? I am a college student. You are a fucking primary school student and you write a stupid book! You write a heavenly book!"
Bean Sprout looked down upon others and was too lazy to argue with him. I lowered my head and continued writing and drawing.
Doctor Fan is going to write a new paradigm medical prescription. In the future, his paradigm medical prescription may be passed down through the ages. This inspired me, and I also want to take the time to write a "Wanbao Complete Book".
This book will cover all the rare cultural relics and antiques in the world, including eight categories, including jade, wood, porcelain, bronze, gold, silver, stone, and pottery from various dynasties.
Real objects such as the Wonderful Sound Bird, the small bronze temple, the jade Wen Ming, the dragon turtle carrying stele, the yellow intestine inscription, the five-linked soul bottle, various strange-looking tomb-suppressing beasts, etc.
What these things look like, their appearance characteristics, and age value, I think they will all be written in the Wanbao Encyclopedia. I will add rubbings or photos of the actual objects when I have the opportunity in the future.
The more I thought about it, the more excited I became. I looked up the uncommon words in the dictionary and kept immersed in writing until it was dark. I wrote more than 300 words.
Dou Sprout ran in and said, "Damn it, Fengzi, you are still writing, are you serious?"
"Nonsense, you think I'm playing?"
Dou Sprout suddenly smiled and said: "Hey, have your hands been itchy lately?"
"how?"
Douyazai said: "Fengzi, in the past two months, I have been going crazy! If I don't dig two shovels of soil! I will really get sick!"
It's okay if Dou Sprout doesn't say it, but when he does, I feel itchy in my heart.
Others will certainly not understand our feelings. It is just like smoking, addictive and addictive.
Dou Sprout came over and whispered a few words.
"Is there one in the mountains? Have you gone to see it in person?"
Douyazai said: "Panpan told me that I had already gone to see it during your absence. That place was called the Hundred People's Pit. Panpan said that it used to be a place where ancient black seedlings held sacrifices to ghosts."
The Miao people worship ghosts and gods. They have lived here in Dahou Mountain for generations. It is not surprising that there is such a place. I frowned and said, "Even if there is one, it is a sacrificial pit, not an ancient tomb."
Douyazai retorted: "Fengzi, you don't care who he is! Wherever there are dead people, there will be burial objects! Am I right?"
I nodded.
Douyazai rubbed his hands and said, "Then let's go do it tonight. I'll lead the way and call Brother Yu."
"Okay, let's go take a look together."
"You don't want to write a book anymore?"
I immediately threw down the pen: "It's more important to just write something, it's more important to do the real thing."
