On a cold winter night, the weather is fine, and a ninth-grade Mohist cultivator is fighting in a deep alley. Both sides are bare-handed. How should they respond?
It sounds like a question to give you points, but it is actually a question to give you points.
There is a very hidden trap in this question - bare hands.
For cultivators of the Way of Killing, being bare-handed means having no weapons. The romance of a straight man is as simple as that.
But for Mohist cultivators, being bare-handed and having no weapons are two different things, especially in winter.
The sunny weather is not the important point, the harsh winter night is.
Because winter clothes are very thick.
Xu Zhiqiong said to Zou Shunda: "On a severe winter night, the enemy should wear cotton-padded clothes. Mohist cultivators can hide many weapons in their cotton-padded clothes. If I attack rashly, I will definitely suffer a big loss. Chapter 8 of Volume 16 of "The Book of Killing" contains
It is recorded that when the Mohist cultivators do not know what weapons they are using, they should take a defensive position, force them to take action, use speed to overcome deficiencies, find the flesh and blood, attack fiercely, and then control them later."
If you don't know the weapons of the Mohist cultivators, don't make the first move, especially if the opponent's clothes are heavy.
You need to force the opponent to take action through defense, and then use your speed advantage to attack him later and beat him back.
Furthermore, one thing to note is that you must find a place where there is flesh and flesh to hit. There is a high probability that the Mohist cultivator will not be hurt through the clothes, and you may even fall into the opponent's trap.
Do you have to be so cautious? Didn't Ping A have a good past? Can't he be killed in one wave?
It may be feasible in actual combat, but sometimes it is necessary to kill the opponent with a wave of recklessness.
However, what is described in "The Sutra of Killing" is the optimal solution under normal circumstances, which is also the value and significance of the existence of "The Sutra of Suicide".
You must be careful when dealing with Mohist cultivators, as every weapon used by Mohist cultivators can make their opponents doubt their lives.
There was a one-armed martial artist in the academy who lost one of his arms during a fight with a Mohist cultivator.
At that time, he punched the opponent's hat. Unexpectedly, there was a reamer in the hat, and half of his arm was twisted into pulp.
Do the Mohist cultivators always carry weapons?
It's really true. They carry weapons at all times. Because Mohist cultivators know that they are not good at hand-to-hand combat, their weapons never leave their bodies. Especially those of the ninth grade, who are weak in combat power, will definitely bring their weapons with them.
Meeting a Mohist cultivator without weapons around you is a false proposition! Using bare hands is a trap to deceive Xu Zhiqiong!
Zou Shunda had nothing to say, but Xu Zhiqiong answered correctly.
Yu Shan gritted his teeth, unable to bear the resentment in his heart.
Sui Zhi repeatedly praised: "This foundation is really solid!"
Bao Jingzhong coughed and said, "If you can't see a weapon hidden in your clothes, your eyesight is really bad."
Zhong Shen lowered his eyes and looked at Bao Jingzhong: "Master Bao, let alone a hidden weapon, if a Mohist cultivator is really wearing a cotton coat, even if he has an armory hidden on his body, you won't be able to tell."
Bao Jingzhong sneered: "Commander Zhong, this is an unreasonable statement. If he really carries dozens of weapons, they would weigh hundreds of kilograms at least, and there must be flaws in his every move."
Zhong Shen shook his head repeatedly, too lazy to talk to such a layman.
Sui Zhi interjected: "Master Bao, the ninth-level cultivators of the Mohist School are called poor students. They have to undergo rigorous training under the most difficult conditions. No matter how many weapons are in a cotton coat, they can move as usual.
, this is the basic practice of Mohism."
Bao Jingzhong stopped talking. It was not because he was not doing his job well, but because the information he received was wrong.
According to the information provided by Yu Shan, Xu Zhiqiong is a very scheming and well-educated person.
Now it seems that this is not very scheming? This guy looks like a fool, but in fact he is smarter than his peers, including Yu Shan.
Although such a smart person comes from a humble background, it is really not easy to crush him to death if he is not fully prepared.
Especially in the current situation, with Lin Tianzheng protecting him and Sui Zhi and Zhong Shen loving talents, there was no chance for him to take action in this big test.
Bao Jingzhong waved to the martial arts master to indicate that Xu Zhiqiong had passed the exam.
Sui Zhi and Zhong Shen were still arguing:
"In the past, my father and I fought through life and death on the battlefield. I will never forget this friendship!"
"It's useless what you said. That battle was like that. Which one of us is going through life and death? I must have this person!"
Xu Zhiqiong walked out of the hall refreshed and went forward to hug his senior sister. As soon as he rushed to the senior sister, Chu He intervened between the two of them.
"Zhiqiong, let's celebrate today!" Chu He smiled with a springy smile, and Xu Zhiqiong immediately understood the meaning of "celebration".
"You, you are so, so dirty." In front of my senior sister, this guy deliberately made me embarrassed.
Xu Zhiqiong looked at Chu He with disgust, turned around and walked away.
Chu He followed up, rubbed his hands and said, "Zhiqiong, there are some places you have never been to, and you don't know how good they are..."
"What's so good!" Xu Zhiqiong looked at the position of his senior sister. The distance was not enough, so he walked further away.
Chu He sniffed and followed up, saying in a low voice: "Last time Yang Wu and I wanted to take you, but you refused. Now that we have passed the exam, we will go to Jiqing Class..."
Auspicious class?
When Xu Zhiqiong heard the name, he felt it was vulgar. He said righteously to Chu He: "Go to Wanhua Tower!"
"Wanhua Tower?" Chu He shuddered. Xu Zhiqiong today kept refreshing his knowledge.
Some things need to be refreshed, starting with the concept of consumption!
Where is Jiqingbanna?
Fengyue is divided into five levels, the first level is called the courtyard, the second level is called the pavilion, the third level is called the pavilion, the fourth level is called the building, and the last level is called the class.
Such vulgar places are completely unsuitable for Xu Zhiqiong.
Chu He scratched his head and said, "But Wanhua Tower is a bit expensive."
Xu Zhiqiong turned back and pointed at Yang Wudao: "He invites you!"
Yang Wu raised his eyebrows and said: "Why come!"
"What do you think!" Xu Zhiqiong glared at Yang Wu fiercely.
Thinking of what happened last night, Yang Wu still felt guilty. He looked at the indifferent Junior Sister Han and felt increasingly annoyed.
For that ruthless junior sister who broke the hearts of her brothers, it is appropriate to make some compensation.
Yang Wu gritted his teeth and said: "That's all, let's go to Wanhua Building, I'll treat you! But I can't afford a fine banquet, so I can only order a small table on the first floor, order four or five small dishes, and drink two bottles of wine.
Okay, I won’t find a singer. I’ll just find a girl, but it has to be a low-class one..."
Chu He listened with great interest, but Xu Zhiqiong immediately lost interest, waved his hand and said: "Stop talking, I'm not going!"
Wanhualou is not a high-end place. I don't dare to eat or drink. I don't even dare to ask for a singer. The girl has to choose a lower-class place. Instead of searching so hard, it's better to go to Goulan together.
Xu Zhiqiong said: "Let's go to the Peony Shed in Wa City to watch the show. There's sumo wrestling tonight. Xiao Sanniang versus Qiu Jinfeng. You pay for the tickets and drinks. I'll buy the fruit and tea!"
Chu He waved his hands repeatedly and said, "How much money do you have? I'll pay for the fruits and tea."
"No way," Xu Zhiqiong waved his hands repeatedly, "My brothers usually take care of me, so I can't always take advantage of you two."
Chu He frowned and said, "This is just an exaggeration. Let's talk about cheapness. I'll order this tea fruit."
Xu Zhiqiong said: "Brothers are not short of these two dollars."
Chu He said: "I won't let you pay these two dollars!"
Yang Wu interjected: "My little brother didn't hear clearly. Are the two senior brothers talking about the peony shed?"
The two said in unison: "Exactly."
Yang Wudao: "If I remember correctly, the tea and fruits in this peony shed are for free."
After hearing this, Chu He and Xu Zhiqiong continued to argue:
"I'll treat you to this meal."
"Can't let you spend money."
"We brothers don't care about this."
…
In the end, Yang Wu took everything on his shoulders.
Even so, a trip to Goulan is much less expensive than a trip to Wanhualou.
This is Xu Zhiqiong's first time to Goulan. In his previous life, he had read some descriptions of Goulan through some online literary works. Many works directly described Goulan as an unscrupulous business. This is a misunderstanding.
Xuan, Goulan is a theater, a very serious place for artistic performances.
Goulan originated from Daxuan and also became popular in Daxuan.
The earliest Goulan was a tiled shed with a circle of railings around it. Artists would tell stories and sing songs in the center of the shed. Guests would buy a ticket and enter the shed to watch.
As time went by, there were more artists, and there were more types of performances, including storytellers, classics, and history tellers, puppet performers, shadow puppet performers, and those who made hooks and fences, and specialized in reciting poems and composing poems.
There are more and more audiences, and more and more people are standing outside the railings to watch the show without paying. As a result, the structure of the hook rails has changed. There are wooden walls around it, and there is only one door for entry and exit. There is a waiter at the door who specializes in selling doors.
Voucher.
The entrance ticket to the peony shed is only 60 cents, but it is the last seat in the back row. There is not even a chair, so you can only sit on the podium and watch.
After all, Yang Wu was also the son of an eighth-rank official, so he definitely couldn't sit at the bottom. He paid two slings of money, gave it to the waiter, and ordered a big table in the front row, with enough tea and fruits, a jar of rice wine and a few dishes to go with the wine.
of cold dishes.
Like TV shows, Goulan performances are also divided into time periods. It is still early, the matinee has not ended, and the night show has not started yet.
Matinees, that is, daytime performances, mostly focus on storytelling and chanting. The storyteller on the stage was Shi Huiying, a popular female bookmaker in the capital. She was telling a piece of "The Bai Family Inn" about an onmyoji named Bai.
He opened an inn in the mountains and hosted some monsters and monsters all day long.
Not to mention, this story is quite good. Xu Zhiqiong just heard it and entered the play. The bookmaker went down and the lights were changed on the stage.
The waiter hung dozens of large lanterns on the roof, and the originally dark stage was illuminated brightly.
Yang Wu ate a bunch of grapes, took a sip of rice wine, and said with a smile: "The nightclub is here!"
A drum sounded, followed by the sound of silk and bamboo orchestral music, and a dozen dancers dressed in tulle came on stage to warm up the show.
It was just a warm-up dance. Chu He and Yang Wu were regular guests at Goulan, so they were used to such performances.
But this was Xu Zhiqiong's first time, no matter in his past or present life, he had never seen such a thrilling performance live.
This tulle is too thin...
Xu Zhiqiong's heart swayed along with the dancers. After shaking until he felt refreshed, the dancers left the stage and the main show began.
If you want to watch dancing, you have to go to the Winter Plum Pavilion or the Red Peony Pavilion. The Peony Pavilion is the place to watch sumo wrestling.
The two women were the first to appear, bending down, squatting, and preparing to compete.
Xu Zhiqiong felt dizzy for a while. This sumo wrestling match was so white and dazzling.
He swallowed his saliva and asked Yang Wu: "Which one is Xiao Sanniang?"
Yang Wu smiled and said: "What's the hurry? How can Xiao Sanniang appear now? These are all small people. If you want to see Xiao Sanniang, you have to wait at least until Haishi."