Chapter 17 Knife

The sun came out in the west! The young master began to read!

At this time, Xingchen sat quietly on the stone chair in the courtyard and read a thick book. He was fascinated by it. For more than an hour, he was not tired at all, and even smiled at the corners of his mouth.

Xiao Wu put his hands in his sleeves, turned his head and muttered to the sixth son who had just recovered from a serious illness, "The young master took the wrong medicine! You must have taken the wrong medicine! The son of the Liang family actually began to read? Is it possible to learn from the sour scholar shaking his head to talk about the useless truth and chanting the sour poems and famous sentences? Oh, I'll wipe it, but the young master scolded me for fucking, which sounds comfortable!"

Liuzi smiled and said, "It's a good thing to calm down and read!"

"That's right. We are rude people. If you can't read those things, the young master can read quietly and make trouble outside. We can also be less careful as servants!" Xiao Wu nodded. He was a rough man. He was more or less jealous and hostile to the handsome scholar with a blue shirt and sword hair, but he still envied the talent and romantic in his bones! Thanks to his five big three thick meat, no matter how much he read, he can't read the dusty temperament of a talented woman.

"If the young master meets in the future, he will hold the scholar's etiquette, bend down and bow to the young student politely, and open his mouth and say 'Holy Word'. Ouch, this is not so sour!" Xiao Wu felt very melancholy and couldn't help but cut his foot.

Liu Zi didn't say anything, but just sighed.

"You two donkeys fuck me and get out of here!" Hearing the young master's roar from afar, Xiao Wu smiled happily and said, "Hey, this is just like our young master!" Read a fart book, or this donkey fuck sounds kind!"

Since the young master rushed forward that night and didn't see them follow, so he had to kick over the steamed bun vendor out of the siege, the three words "fuck the donkey" almost became their code name. It's just that they will never say what happened during this period, and they can't say it.

Dead man, as long as you die at the right time, you don't have to be known.

Xiao Wu Le ran over and bent down his increasingly invisable waist. His fat face smiled like a freshly steamed white-faced bun, but the light fluffy circle of his lips was particularly eye-catching. "Young master, what can I do for you tell me?"

Xingchen closed the book, breathed a sigh of relief, and made an angry gesture, "Master, I have decided to learn martial arts and be a well-known hero!"

Little Five was stunned. He secretly glanced at the book placed on the young master's lap, and suddenly saw a miscellaneous book of wild history, "The Hundred Battles of the First Emperor", which was regarded as a classic Confucian masterpiece by the scholar.

"Oh, young master, what's the use of being a romantic and noble man? No matter how big the heroes are these days, they can't stand the encirclement and suppression of a thousand officers and soldiers. The world is suppressed by the government. Now it's a peaceful and prosperous time. When the heroes can't be famous, you think these slightly utilitarians have squeezing their heads to go to Beijing to get fame, right? Xiao Wu said with a smile.

Xing Chen stretched out his hand and stroked the cover of the yellowed old book and said, "This is a good book. In the book, Emperor Jinglan has been fighting for prestige all the way. Anyway, I will be a hero! Don't stop me. Even if you can't learn to be a big man, you have the confidence to bully Li Qiuer in the future. Anyway, you two useless masters don't expect it!"

Xiao Wu and Liu Zi looked at each other and were full of black lines.

"Young master, how do you want to learn martial arts? It's a hard job to learn martial arts as soon as possible, you..."

"Shut up! Say something nice to me!" The stars stared.

"Yes, yes, you have to learn martial arts, don't you? What do you like about this knife, gun, stick, axe, hook and fork? I'll get a few guys on the road for you. Young master, you will go out to carry weapons in the future. It's a majestic sea!" Xiaowu poked Liuzi to wink, and the dull man also nodded his head and gave a thumbs-up. "The majestic sea is gone..."

"Well, what you say from your mouth really sounds like that!" Xingchen looked longing, "The literati and scholars have feather fans and scarves in their hands. If we don't learn sour and rotten scholars, then we will learn martial arts and walk around the world with swords, which is also fierce and domineering!"

"It makes sense!" Little Five and Six shouted in unison!

"Then give me a good knife, and then find a master who plays with knives. I want to learn knives!" Xingchen stood up and looked at Xiao Wu Liuzi, full of energy, "Let's do it now!"

"Yes, yes..." The two nodded and bowed back, smiling helplessly.

They don't know that the easier it is to learn famous weapons. Children such as swords can play two tricks, and it is the most difficult to enter the room. Fanyang's masters with knives are less than a pair of hands, and they are still half old guys who are about to enter the soil. Young people are more keen on long weapons, because they don't pay attention to using knives when joining the army and use knives to support them to death as a pawn, and long soldiers and halberd are easy to become cavalry, and cavalry are much higher than soldiers in terms of treatment and staffing!

Fanyang's knife is recognized as the general Yin Cangyan of the imperial palace, and Mengyang's knife is almost impossible! However, the barbarians in the far north are popular with swordsmanship. The vigorous iron horse uses five feet * large opening and closing to smash the armor and kill horses with the strength of Huashan Mountain. They can't talk about any rules, but pay more attention to the unprecedented momentum. They have never seen the barrenness of the extreme north grassland, and it is such a domineering knife. However, it is rumored that the barbist sword method is the famous general of Chi Nasi. Zaerhua · Gutu bone, known as "Chi Na Si wolf teeth". The famous knife method "turns into the wolf front", which is murderous and penetrates bones, and kills people with one knife.

I believe that the master can't stand the pain and loneliness. In the early stage of learning knives, he was the most unbearable. He was boring to split tens of thousands of knives, and his hands were full of blood bubbles and ulcers. During this period, he could not stop practicing, otherwise he would have exhausted his previous achievements. It is estimated that the young master will give up if he can't even learn the knife skills!

Your son is worry-free. How can he be persistent and indomitable?

It is true that nobles come from a poor family, but it is often difficult for famous families to extend their blessings to three generations. Most of them will lose their family for the rest of their lives.

At most, the young master is a hot-blooded man who reads novels. He finds a knife practitioner to show him a lot of rough cocoons, and he is expected to shout out for suffering and give up practicing martial arts.

Xiaowu is not too concerned about the young master's need to practice knives and learn martial arts. He is used to living a dranky life, and he will have any strange ideas. Suddenly he wants to learn knives, which is nothing. I'm afraid that when I can't stand it and I can't pull down my face, I can't get off the stage, and it will become a laughing stock all over the city.

Waiting for his companion to leave, Xingchen picked up the interpretation novel "The Hundred Battles of the First Emperor" and closed his eyes like a monk praying devoutly. My mind was full of the girl's look like a cat. "If only someone was willing to fight for me, and I would be a disaster!"

At that time, he said 'I do' resolutely, and he didn't know where the courage came from. He was a dungry without the power of a chicken. He had never touched a knife, and he could still be the amazing hero who slaughtered the world with a smile?

Ke Ning was listening to his answer with a smile. He stood up and gave him a big hug across the table. He smiled in his ear and said, "Okay, it's a deal. I'll wait for the day when you become the emperor and let me be a princess!"

Become an emperor? The stars couldn't help but think of the scene that often appeared in dreams - he rode with armor and was followed by countless ferocious warriors. The book had an iron- painted silver hook and a banner with the word "night" to cover the sky and the sun. He attacked the city all the way and took the warriors to break through the city like floating in the clouds. Standing in the city, he could almost reach out to pick stars. Looking at the sea, wherever the vision is reach, there is a night battle flag!

Thinking of this, Xingchen clenched his fists, his nails pierced into the flesh without any pain, and his face sank into the ice and snow. Become an emperor? Then be the emperor to show Ning Zheng and let her be a disaster.

Xingchen suddenly laughed - he was so stupid. Maybe Ning Zheng was just talking and playing casually. She is a funny girl. If it was just a joke, would he still take it seriously?

Then, be a fool...

If one day he really became the emperor and held thousands of miles of rivers and mountains in front of her, even if it was just her joke, it would come true! And Ning Zheng will be the brightest pearl in his beautiful rivers and mountains, the ponytail, the pair of clear eyes, the white transparent skin, and the swallow-like light waist, which is the most eternal totem in his life!

In September, the yellow leaves in the courtyard fluttered down, and the prince's eyes were hazy and the corners of his mouth smiled.

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Xiaowu and Liuzi found a master surnamed Zhao who opened a dart game in Shangji City. He was eight feet long and had leopard eyes. He was tall and powerful. Although he had white hair and white beard, he did not look old. The master surnamed Zhao laughed informally. Before Xingchen greeted him, he came straight to the point and said, "Practicing knives is a hard job. As the saying goes, the master leads the door to practice as a person. I can teach the prince nothing to tell you, but whether he can learn to become a knife depends on whether the prince has determination and can't endure hardships!" If the prince is afraid of suffering and practicing knives, he will achieve nothing in the end. Many princes have asked me to teach swordsmanship, but none of them has learned the essence!"

Xingchen looked up and down at the great master who was higher than his head and spoke ruthlessly, and only felt a strong aura! Yes, it is this kind of momentum, and the master should be so unhuman and arrogant. If this person lowers his eyebrows and puts oil on the corners of his mouth as soon as he comes, Xing Chen should let the dog bite people and let the two donkeys fuck them again!

Xiao Wu ran over with a bundle of knives and whispered flattered, "Master Zhao is a famous master of the bodyguard bureau in Shangji City. Many dignitaries have recognized Master Zhao's facade, a century-old brand, which can be trusted! The little one will never find the three-legged man to fool the young master. If we want to learn knives, we will choose the top handful to learn!"

Xingchen smiled and said, "This is a beautiful thing. It's good for you to go back!"

Master Zhao didn't say much and pointed to a bundle of knives carried by Xiao Wu and said, "The knife is divided into splitting knife, tooth knife, waist knife, rolling back double knife, spleen knife, back knife, nest knife, mandarin duck knife, stern knife, cutting knife, wind knife. The young man is slender, and I suggest learning the tooth knife!"

When Xingchen saw the bundle of knives shooting dazzlingly in the sun, his eyes could no longer leave. He looked at the knives like a demon, like seeing a long-lost friend. These sharp blades seemed to roar and shout, as if calling him.

Squat down and hold a long knife with a narrow blade. The knife body is three feet long. The sharpness of the knife is elegant. The knife body is etched with exquisite patterned blood grooves. The knife is simple and elegant, and the handle wrapped in shark skin gold thread fits perfectly with the palm of the hand! Each handle of the knife found by Xiaowu is a fine product worth a few gold, and this gorgeous long knife is the most outstanding.

When holding the knife, Xingchen felt that his arms were full of strength. This narrow and slender knife seemed to be tailored for him, eager to try like a living snake.

"That's the knife. I'll use it!" Suddenly waved the knife, Xingchen raised a long knife, and the tip of the knife went straight to Master Zhao's face. His coral-red eyes flashed with excited demonic light, and his eyes looked straight along the back of the knife, staring at the gloomy sword master.

The atmosphere was a little gloomy and heavy for a while.

Xiao Wu shook his head desperately at his master and motioned to put down the knife. Zhao Zongshi's cheek muscles trembled slightly and said three good words, "Good-good-good!" I have been famous for many years, and I haven't been spoken with a knife like this!"

The master kicked a straight-backed broad knife, reached out to catch it, stepped back a few steps, and said coldly, "Since the prince took the lead in pointing the knife at the old man, there is no reason to return the gift." With that, he also raised the knife, and his green coat was slightly bulging, and he faintly saw the outline of the convex muscles.

For a while, the sword was drawn.

Little Wu jumped up in a row and said with a sad face, "Master Zhao, don't be angry. My young master is ignorant and I don't mean to offend you!"

"A knife practitioner's life is nothing but a belief in the knife in his hand. Pointing a knife at the door is a fight to the death. If you retreat and don't accept the knife of the prince, the fame I have made for decades will be in nothing. Don't worry, I will never hurt my life.

Xingchen hardly heard what Master Zhao was saying. His cheeks glowed with excitement, and his coral-red eyes became more and more red and charming, like two pieces of burning red charcoal. The moment I held the knife, there seemed to be a long backlog in my chest, which was infinitely comfortable and smooth. He felt that the heartbeat in his chest was extremely powerful, and the hot blood flowed to the limbs and bones. At this moment, he felt that even thousands of troops and horses could kill in and out!

Master Zhao shouted coldly, "Mr. Son, take the move!"

Step out, the fallen leaves on the ground are flying and messy, like setting off a rapid storm. The straight-back wide knife in Master Zhao's hand seemed to have no weight. In a moment, it was split in front of the door of the stars, and the blade brought a sharp wind, such as an angry wasp. This knife must not be taken hard. Even a war horse will be beheaded, not to mention a young man who has just held the knife?

Xiao Wu's face trembled and shouted angrily, "Your mother surnamed Zhao dares to kill him?" With that, he was about to rush forward to block the knife from the master.

But in the flash of lightning, the long narrow tooth knife in the star's hand was like a poisonous snake coming out of a letter, like an instinctive knife. The first reaction under this thunder knife was not to dodge, but straight up to the edge, as if it were the brightest brilliance.

In a moment, Master Zhao's knife stopped abruptly, and the blade was less than a foot away from Xingchen's head, and he was about to split it from his head. But the master's hand holding the knife trembled slightly. His tall body seemed to be frozen, and the muscles on his face trembled. His eyes looked down. The curved tip of the narrow straight knife was less than an inch from his throat, and the arm holding the knife was still half bent, and he could pass a few inches away.

The old master can even feel the sharp cold air emitted from the tip of this sharp knife! And the red and blazing demon in the eyes of the boy holding the knife.

He actually lost. He was too light of the enemy and just wanted to scare this ignorant young man. He never thought that he had been closed in the ghost gate!

The stars withdrew with their knives, and their hearts were like stormy waves. He handed over this knife, which was by no means deliberately. He even thought that he could stop the knife at the moment before stabbing the old master. The control of this knife was far from indescribable, as if the moment he held the knife, the knife was connected with his flesh and blood and connected with his heart.

Zhao Zongshi swallowed his saliva, but he was still in shock, and his voice trembled slightly, "Son... Have you ever learned to use a knife?"

Xing Chen looked down at the bright knife in his hand and shook his head slightly, "I haven't learned it, but I just feel that the knife is very familiar..."

Xiaowu and Liuzi looked at each other, and their eyes were full of horror - why can't they see the young master's action when he handed over the knife? Without several years of practice, it is impossible to be so neat and sound. The first time they hold the knife, and their hands can't shake are already the best knife training materials. Is it possible that the young master is really the once-in-old wizard?

Xingchen inserted the knife in the gap of the bluestone slab in front of him and looked down at his hands - his hands were full of coarse and dead skin cocoons, which was by no means the hand that a famous man should have.

He remembered another dream. In the dream, he galloped on the endless grassland in the far north, fighting side by side with the barbarian king. His hands fell with knives and his head fell to the ground. Countless warriors roared around him. His face was full of blood, blood spurting, and he laughed wildly. Suddenly, a girl in a pure white fox jacket and a pomegranate red horse dress was smiling at him.