The medical team is gone, and the Jinshan Institute has once again returned to its former calm.

Listening to what Platoon Commander Fan said, this time the leaders above specially sent a message, calling the medical team here to set off immediately and gather at the bottom of the mountain as soon as possible, it seems that there are a lot of wounded people, and they need to rush to the side for treatment, and there is also a batch of medicines that will be transported to the Jinshan Institute soon, and Ding Fan will need to help transport these things to the medical team at that time.

Originally, Ding Fan was still wondering, what are these things sent to him for, even if he wants to save trouble, as long as he finds other villagers to do it, why bother sending them to Turnover, the location at the foot of the mountain, not only Turnover.

But looking back, it seems that this matter is not strange, a few surrounding tunzi, even if it is help, can only send the medicine over on foot, only the turn of the tun is considered to have a car, in terms of transportation is a little convenient, so the leaders above will arrange it like this.

After thinking about this, Ding Fan also wanted to ask Platoon Commander Fan, when will the leader above come, but when he asked, Platoon Commander Fan just chuckled and said to him: "You don't have to worry about this matter, you will know when you arrive, my old chief, it is very troublesome to come out once, and we won't know in advance, this is the rule, understand?"

What are the rules?

Ding Fan knew that when the ancient emperor wanted to go out, there would be a lot of pomp and circumstance, and there would be a lot of ceremonies in the middle, and then he had to pick a good day and an auspicious day.

Is this also the case with today's leaders?

It's the same pomp as the emperor going out on patrol?

Platoon Commander Fan saw Ding Fan's puzzled face, so he opened his mouth to explain: "The old chief went out, arranged the work in advance and then set off at a temporary time, even the guards around him didn't know the specific time, only before setting off, in fact, this is just to protect the life of the chief, and the personnel below will not be notified." ”

Ding Fan realized that he was thinking too much.

Only then did he reluctantly go back to the room to rest, during this period of time, Ding Fan was tired enough, and all kinds of busy things kept coming to the door every day.

After adding Sun Jia's matter, he didn't know how to deal with himself, and Ding Fan was also afraid that after he left, the development of Turnover Tun would stop, so he decided to leave something for Zheng Sanpao before leaving.

As a follow-up to the development of the later turn-over tun, I have to write a little bit every day, and I think that when the leader comes, Ding Fan's side should almost be finished.

For the whole night, Ding Fan spent most of his time writing this experience, until he finally couldn't open his eyes, so he fell into bed and slept for a while.

The next morning, as soon as the rooster crowed, Ding Fan got up from the bed, put on a piece of clothing on his body, and then walked directly to the big yard with his three, ridge, and thorn in his hand.

At first, it was the old rule, playing a set of punches in the yard, and then facing a huge log in the yard, and starting to practice knives.

This log was picked up by Ding Fan at the foot of the mountain before, and although it was not long in the yard, it was only a dozen days, but the log that could not be hugged by one person was actually forced to become smaller.

Because Ding Fan would practice his knife on this log every day, the outer circle had been almost cut by him.

Just when Ding Fan was practicing all over his body, a very hearty voice suddenly came from his ears: "Yes, it's just that the position of the hands needs to be slightly higher, the waist should be straight, and the eyes should follow the target." ”

Ding Fan's movements were suddenly interrupted by a voice behind him, and he turned around in surprise and glanced at the one behind him, it turned out that he didn't know when there was an old man behind him.

This old man should look like he is in his sixties, but looking at this person's figure, it seems to be quite tough, wearing a gray tunic, and adding the three-joint leather shoes under his feet, it is not ordinary at first glance, at least this shoe is definitely much better than the pair he wore, which is really pure cowhide.

Although the old man's hair is a little gray, his mental state is still very good, his face is very ruddy, and he looks like a person who is full of qi and blood, not to mention the old man, I am afraid that even ordinary young people may not be able to compare with his figure.

And when Ding Fan turned around to look at the old man, the old man was also looking at him, with a little smile on his face at first, seeing him turn to look at himself, the knife in his hand had stopped practicing, and his face immediately became much uglier, and he said sharply: "Who told you to stop, continue to practice, just these two times, if you want to practice the knife a little success, it doesn't take a few years of hard work to just don't think about it, practice quickly." ”

Ding Fan was a little stunned by the old man's scolding, but he also understood a little, the old man was pointing at himself, so he nodded to the old man, turned around and began to practice against the log.

Ding Fan began to practice a few times according to the old man's method, not to mention, this time the attack did feel much smoother than before, this is taught, it is really much faster than his own comprehension, if Ding Fan exercises slowly, although he can find the trick, but the time is much longer.

Ding Fan almost forgot to slash at the log, until finally his body was completely soaked, then he stopped, and then put the clothes around him casually, walked to the old man's side, and said to the old man very respectfully: "Uncle, it seems that you are also a master, I have been practicing here alone for a long time, and I haven't practiced today's feeling, you just just click your finger twice, I feel that I have improved a lot today." ”

Ding Fan's words are really not a little false, if it weren't for the old man's guidance, I'm afraid Ding Fan wouldn't know how many detours he would have to take, so this time he came to thank him sincerely.

It's just that the old man looked at the surrounding scenery, nodded quietly, and finally replied to Ding Fan: "Are you from here?" Listening to your accent, it means a bit from Yanjing, although there is no mouth full of Beijing films, but you can still hear a little, how long have you been here?"

The old man sat down on the edge of the stone table on the side very casually, and then asked Ding Fan, as if he was doing a homely meal.

Ding Fan was a little surprised at first, but it was not strange to think about it, after all, the person who could come in by himself was probably not a polite person, so he also sat in front of the old man and chatted directly with the old man: "You are always good-looking, and I have been here for almost a year." Uncle, what is your surname?

Looking at the temperament and posture of this old man, it really doesn't look like he came here to visit relatives, so Ding Fan just asked casually, and he didn't think that this old man would answer him.

Who knew that this old man's personality was very straightforward, and he nodded directly to Ding Fan and said: "Sort of, it can also be said that I came to see my old comrades-in-arms, when I just passed by the door, I saw you practicing, which was a little interesting, so I came in and took a look, and the knife you used didn't seem to be common?"

Ding Fan looked down at the three, edge, and stab in his hand, and then directly handed the knife in his hand to the old man and said: "Actually, I didn't know how to use a knife, the knife was given by an old hunter in the tunzi, but I learned a little from a friend in the past two days, thinking that I might use it in the future, after all, when the hand-to-hand combat, the knife is still a little more secure in the hand." ”

The old man stretched out his hand to pick up the three, ridge, and thorn in Ding Fan's hand, took it in his hand and looked at it carefully, looked at Ding Fan with a strange look, and finally said: "Such three, edge, thorn has long been discontinued, I can't imagine that you still have one in your hand, it seems that this is still a war knife with meritorious deeds, you have to use it well, don't bury its reputation." ”

The old man said that he returned the three, ridge, and thorn in his hand to Ding Fan, but the three, ridge, and stabbed in the old man's hand, as if he had suddenly become a poisonous snake, and the original very plain action was like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter in Ding Fan's eyes, as long as he stretched out his hand, it seemed that he would be bitten on his hand immediately.

Ding Fan looked at the three in front of him blankly, edged, thorny, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and turned his eyes to the old man's face, but found that the old man still had a smile on his face, giving people a very kind feeling.

Of course, if the old man didn't hold three ridges and thorns in his hands, anyone would definitely feel that the old man was very kind.

It's just that now after seeing the knife in the old man's hand, Ding Fan doesn't have the same sense of ease as before, but feels that this old man is very dangerous.

In addition to the old man's smile now, it was like hiding a knife in his smile, and Ding Fan, who was laughing, trembled all over his body, and even cold sweat flowed down.

At this time, the old man said to Ding Fan: "Three, edge, the thorn is different from the ordinary saber, there is no big edge, only the sharp part in front, so the use of the knife has become very simple. Although using the above single is a bit limiting for you, it is also a good thing for you, that is, the time you have to practice the knife can be reduced a lot, and you only need to practice the straight stab one is enough. ”

After the old man finished speaking, the three, edge, and thorn in his hand turned casually and threw it directly onto the log on the side.

Just listening to the sound of 'bang', the whole three, edge, and thorn instantly pierced into the inside of the log, leaving only a little handle on the outside, almost Qi Gen submerged inside.

Ding Fan was almost stupid when he saw this move, and he didn't react for a long time.

And this old man didn't seem to have done anything, just did it casually, after patting his two hands up and down twice, he stood up directly, his eyes scanned Ding Fan's body, and he stretched out his hand to Ding Fan and said: "Stand up, I just saw you practicing knives, and I think you also have a bit of a foundation in your body, accompany me to practice both hands, and see how your kung fu foundation is!"

Ding Fan, who was still in shock just now, was also very interested in this proposal after suddenly hearing the old man's words, after all, few people practiced with him on the side of Turnover, usually with Zheng Yi twice, and in the end Zheng Yi was not an opponent, as for other masters, basically I haven't seen it.

The old man's proposal just matched Ding Fan's thoughts, and he directly took off the clothes on his body, walked in front of the old man, and was about to start his move.

Who knows, Ding Fan was just about to make a move, but the old man stretched out his hand to stop Ding Fan's movements, and said to Ding Fan with a frown: "I didn't know that you had injuries on your body before, so I said that I wanted to use both hands, but now it seems that it is better to forget it! After all, the body is important, otherwise, we will compare the skills of grappling and wrapping hands, do not move your legs, only move your hands, so that it will not involve the wounds on your body." ”

Unexpectedly, the old man was very caring, and after seeing the wound on Ding Fan's body, he directly changed the way of fighting.

Ding Fan naturally agreed, but as soon as the hands of the two were clasped together, they heard the Fan platoon on the side shouting loudly: "Ding Fan, what are you doing?"