One hundred and two knife techniques

After dealing with the affairs of the hospital, Zheng Xuanqi asked Master Wang to take him back to Bailu City, Wenzhou City. The geese have left a voice, and the people have left a name, Zheng Xuanlin didn't care so much, he just felt that he had done what he should do.

However, this matter does not think so to the village chief Pan, who was born in a peasant family------ On the land of China before the century, the life-saving grace passed down by the thousand-year-old culture is like regenerating parents, and this kind of stubbornness and persistence has a deep-rooted imprint in the hearts of rural people! They can endure all kinds of natural and man-made disasters; they can accept deception and deception again and again; they can forgive a hundred years of feuds and grievances------ because they are very simple. Simplicity and kindness, because of this, they know how to be more grateful, and remember the grace of dripping water, when the spring reciprocates!

"Pan Bo, thank you for saving me and my brother, Yanhu and I will definitely repay you when we grow up------," 14-year-old Pan Longfei struggled to get up, but the weakness after gastric lavage hindered his behavior.

"Don't get up, it's good if you wake up, I'm relieved! It seems that the female doctor, although she doesn't like to listen, but her medical skills are really good, saying that you can wake up in a while, you will really wake up------ you don't repay it, we are from the same village and the same clan, how can you mention these----- your mother is what I watched grow up, just like my sister, alas! It's a pity, I left early------ but you are very much like your mother, stubborn and love to die!" Village Chief Pan hurriedly walked to the edge of Pan Longfei's bed, and pressed Pan Longfei, who was about to sit up, with concern in his reproach.

"If you want to repay you, you really repay the Wang driver who sent your brothers to the hospital and a teenager who is how many years different from you, you and Xiaohu's medical expenses are paid by him alone, a full 3,000 yuan, which is more than the annual harvest of our rural household------" Village Chief Pan held down Pan Longfei with his rough hand, and after not letting him get up, he sat on the edge of the bed and slowly told what happened after Pan Longfei fainted in the hospital," Maybe you are older, your physique is also stronger, and you can be discharged from the hospital after a day or two of rest, but Xiaohu can't, listen to the female doctor, Xiaohu is too thin and small, and needs to be hospitalized for a few more days to recuperate, otherwise you will be discharged from the hospital rashly, and if you don't look good, you may fall ill, and ------ in the future, alas, it's really hard for you brothers!"

"Where is my brother Yanhu?" As soon as Pan Longfei heard that his brother's condition was so serious, he immediately became nervous and was about to get up again, but the discomfort from his abdomen made his brows furrow.

"Look, you kid, like this, say you have a stubborn temper------" Village Chief Pan hurriedly reached out and pressed Pan Longfei's shoulder, the strength transmitted from his shoulder, Village Chief Pan knew Pan Longfei's anxious and anxious mood, and said, "Don't get up, Xiaohu is lying on the bed on your right, I will open the partition curtain, and you can see ------- you two brothers------"

Seeing that the light blue partition curtain was gently opened by Village Chief Pan, what appeared in Pan Longfei's eyes was his lively, active, and gluttonous brother, Pan Yanhu. But now he was lying quietly, in the same hospital bed as himself, and his breathing fluctuated regularly showed that he was sleeping deeply! His face was not as pale and frightening as it had been a few hours before-------

"If Xiaoyan knew about it, you two brothers would have such a deep relationship, and they would definitely smile comfortingly------" Village Chief Pan gently tidied up the quilt for Pan Yanhu, who was sleeping, and pretended to be unintentional, "Your father didn't leave any contact information for you?" Village Chief Pan remembered the big man who knocked on the door of his house in the middle of the night and carried a hand* on his back. At that time, there was a black wild boar lying at his feet----- the next day, before dawn, he led a few villagers in the village, came to the back of the mountain that the big man said, a whole eleven, large and small, the largest one, its hideous fangs can easily chisel through the gate of the ancestral hall, it is a wooden door made of a century-old tree------ no wonder in the township is famous "Splash Qiang", since Xiaoyan and his wife came back, they no longer dare to show a face in their own village, "Splash Strong" but the original swear that Xiaoyan will not marry One evil".

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Pan Longfei, who took the dagger from the hand of Village Chief Pan, lowered his head and silently looked at the dagger lying in the holster, recalling that night.

In front of Pan Xiaoyan's grave, Pan Longfei looked up at his father, who had a wide back, sitting cross-legged in front of the tombstone, and drank wine in front of him for the second time, the first time was when his mother died.

"Yanzi, I made an exception again, you are not here, my heart, bitter ------- Xiaohu is very healthy, lively, grown up, it is all to my thigh------ Xiaolong, yes, I have learned to take care of my younger brother, with you and my temperament, it has been a little man------- for decades, this group of beasts has not given up------ still remember Brother Liang, the person ------who saved me with you at that time suddenly contacted me and said a few days ago, ' They found him, tell me to be careful'------ when I contacted him again yesterday, I couldn't contact him again------ I have to go, for Xiaohu, Xiaolong, and ------ rest assured, I will be careful, I have ------ the knife technique in the past ten years------ since they are here, they will stay again------ they will not be merciful anymore-------" intermittently only a few words reached the ears of Pan Longfei, who burned paper money for his mother.

Pan Longfei looked at his father and took out a package from the left side of his mother's tombstone, under the pine tree. The dim light of the fire made Pan Longfei unable to see what it was, but from his father's cautious demeanor, Pan Longfei felt that this package was unusual. In particular, when his father's right hand held a handle like a knife handle, I don't know if it was the wind or the temperature drop in the mountains at night, Pan Longfei suddenly felt a cold chill, he was obviously very close to the fire, and he was also burning paper money------

"Xiaolong, come and kowtow to your mother------"

After Pan Longfei kowtowed, he got up and stood up straight, and took a little heavy thing that his father suddenly gave him that he didn't know what kind of leather he was made of.

"Dad, if you want to go to the north, it will be a few months soon, or a year or two at a slow------ and there is nothing else important to explain to you, Xiaohu? you must have the responsibility of your brother as a brother, grandma, she is old after all------ and there is, you must keep in mind the mantra I gave you, this tiger tooth with the mantra to practice the ------ knife in the person------ dad will definitely come back------" Guo Zichao looked at his eldest son, who had grown to half of his waist in front of him, and wanted to say, but he didn't know how to explain it, his taciturn personality made him speak concisely!

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"Panber, the driver Wang who helped me and the young man you told you are still ------ I want to ------" Pan Longfei changed the topic, he didn't know why his father didn't leave him a way to contact him, but he believed that his father would definitely come back, because his father said so------ he had seen how his father slaughtered more than a dozen wild boars in just a few breaths on the night before leaving, and none of them were run away------ from that moment on, Pan Longfei knew how powerful the mantra his father handed him and the so-called knife techniques of chopping, chopping, winding, twisting, and pumping that he had repeated before!