Fu Yucheng's appearance broke the quiet and peaceful life in the small courtyard, and the sense of urgency once again enveloped Zhang Xiaopai's hearts.

This is the normal tension and dare not slack off in the face of the pressure of life, not their previous reckless progress mixed with quick success, irritability, anxiety, impetuousness and floating.

After forgetting their sorrows and worries, stopping and letting everything return to ordinary life, their minds and hearts have been refined and precipitated.

Although it is only less than four days, it is not long or short, because ordinary days are too long, but it will make people inert.

Under the bright moonlight, Zhang Xiaopaw and Qi Yoyo sat side by side on the half-built wall, looking at the bright moon in the sky, and chatting a few words from time to time, sweet and warm.

As if she was tired of sitting, Qi Yoyo's body leaned on Zhang Xiaopaw's shoulder, and Zhang Xiaopaw moved her sitting posture slightly to make her lean more comfortably.

"Tell me about your life in the fantasy world. Qi Yo said.

"It's just an ordinary day of plowing and farming, and there's nothing to talk about. Zhang Xiaopaw replied, those ordinary days were a secret between him and Liu Qi'er, and he wanted to hide it in his heart forever and not share it with others.

"If you like it, after you fulfill your wish, we will go back to Liujia Village, build a few big tile houses, plant more than a dozen acres of fertile land, and slowly enjoy a quiet and peaceful life. Zhang Xiaopaw said.

"I don't like it, I like to live a life with energy and passion. Qi Yoyo's voice was slightly unhappy, "You've already lived once, what's the point." ”

"Then I hold the sword, you hold the sword, let's combine the sword and sword, break through the rivers and lakes, and do chivalrous justice. Zhang Xiaopaw said with a smile.

"I want to go to Dongzhou to see the sea, climb the snow peaks in the north, and walk the desert in the west. Qi Yo said.

"It's up to you, as long as you like. Zhang Xiaopaw said.

"That's what you said, if you dare to go back on it when the time comes, see that I don't make you look good. Qi Yoyo said, "But before that, I'll accompany you to find your parents." ”

"I'm not looking for it. Zhang Xiaopaw shook his head and said.

"Why?" Qi Yoyo was surprised.

"A hundred years of life, a snap of a finger, rather than seeking fate, it is better to follow fate. With all of you, my relatives, brothers, and friends, knowing and accompanying me, I am satisfied. Zhang Xiaopaw said with emotion.

"Amitabha!" Monk Huixin's Buddha horn sounded under the wall, "The donor has a lot of wisdom roots, and he has an indissoluble bond with my Buddhism——"

"Monk, shut up!" Zhang Xiaopaw shouted with the corners of his mouth twitching.

"I'm sorry!" Monk Huixin was not annoyed, and apologized politely, then turned around and left unhurriedly.

"I really want to beat him!" Zhang Xiaopaw gritted his teeth as he stared at the back of the monk leaving, because this was the ninth time that Monk Huixin appeared in front of him tonight, trying to trick him into becoming a monk.

In the entire courtyard, except for Tianwu Daoren, Wan Qiuqing and Niu Dawa, everyone else, regardless of gender, old and young, was poisoned by his ears several times by the same set of words, and everyone was so angry that their teeth itched.

......

Late at night, people are quiet.

Zhang Xiaopaw sat cross-legged on the bed, not cultivating Dao techniques, but sinking his mind into the fourth battle gate.

He appeared on the beach in the form of a human being, walked over to the dry bones sitting on the beach, and looked around it curiously.

The earth-shattering punch against Xingchen's fist during the day, the fighting will and the law of strength revealed were shot from the skull of this dry bone.

If it weren't for the fact that his own strength was too weak, that punch would definitely be able to blow up Xingchen's fist.

The skull is ski-white, with a faint golden streamer flowing on the surface.

Listening to Niu Dawa, when I first saw this dry bone, it was dazzling with golden light, and it became dull after being injured.

Zhang Xiaopaw couldn't help but reach out and touch the dry skull.

He knew that the only remaining intact skull must contain many laws and mysteries that this dry bone had realized in front of it.

Zhang Xiaopaw was eager to understand it.

There is also the rusty sword next to it, which must also contain a lot of mysteries, but Zhang Xiaopu felt that it didn't seem to be easy to mess with, and he was a little scared of it in his heart, so he decided to let it go.

As soon as his hand touched the skull, his eyes flickered, and then the object in front of him changed, the dry bones and the rusty sword disappeared, and out of thin air appeared a shirtless three-year-old child.

The child is delicate, white and tender, full of childishness, and Zhang Xiaopaw even feels that he smells the smell of milk that has not faded from him.

Zhang Xiaopaw couldn't see his appearance clearly, there was a hazy mist covering his face, but looking at the faint outline, Zhang Xiaopaw felt that this face was a little familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere, but after searching for his memory and thinking about it for a long time, he didn't get up, where did he see it.

The child stands facing the sea on the beach, legs parallel to each other, tiptoe forward, body squatting, thighs parallel to the ground, and a standard horse step. Its small, soft fist ends on the side of the ribs, and then begins to punch left and right in a regular manner.

"Hey-ha-"

The childish and crisp shouts were shouted with each punch, hovering over the sand.

Zhang Xiaopaw circled the child a few times, confirming that the child could not see his existence, and he reached out to touch the child, but penetrated the child's body, as if the child was a phantom, but it was like he was a phantom, and he couldn't tell the difference.

The child didn't feel bored or tired, so he kept walking on the horse, facing the sea, and practiced punching left and right over and over again.

After watching from the side for a while, Zhang Xiaopaw suddenly remembered that he had never practiced the basic skills of boxing and kicking.

Thinking of Butcher Zhang's saying that no matter what he practiced, he had to lay a solid foundation, and he only learned the posture of holding a knife for three years, and even now he did not dare to be negligent and slack, and he had to practice often.

Zhang Xiaopaw felt that he also needed to lay a foundation.

Before leaving, Butcher Zhang taught them several basic knife holding gestures, as well as the most basic movements of knife techniques, and told them to work hard to lay a solid foundation.

As for Zhou Jianlai's sword, he didn't give much guidance, because Zhou Jianlai's basic knowledge was very solid, and Wei Ziyan, who should be handed over, had all been taught, so he only warned Zhou Jianlai to calm down the sword heart.

Practice the sword and practice madness, practice the sword and practice stability.

But Butcher Zhang didn't teach them the basic kung fu of fists and feet, so Zhang Xiaopaw wanted to practice with the kid in front of him.

Just staring at the child, I can't help but feel embarrassed and ashamed, learning boxing with a little baby who has just been weaned, and I am afraid that I will be laughed at if it is passed out.

However, thinking that this was his private world, and no one could see it, he was cheeky and stood beside the child, learned his posture and tied up the horse, hugged his fists on his abdomen, and punched according to the rhythm of the child.

"Hey-ha-"

There was another sound over the beach.

Zhang Xiaopaw thought that this was a boring training, but he didn't expect to be immersed in it unconsciously, he felt that although he had been repeating the practice of punching left and right, but every punch was different, one punch was calmer than one punch, one punch was faster than another, and one punch was more powerful than one punch, but if he looked closely, there seemed to be no change, giving him a wonderful feeling.

Bang bang bang!

"Pawn, get up!"

"Something's wrong!"

Zhang Xiaopaw was practicing, when he suddenly heard a quick knock on the door, as well as Niu Dawa's eager call, his mind couldn't help but move, the object in front of him suddenly changed, the child disappeared, and the dry bones and rusty sword appeared in front of him again.

Zhang Xiaopaw was surprised to find that his body still maintained the posture of touching the dry bone skull, but he didn't have time to be surprised, because the knock on the door and the call of Niu Dawa sounded again.

He withdrew his mind from the fourth gate, opened his eyes and sat up, his eyes looked at the window while his expression was abrupt, and he was surprised to find that the sky was actually bright, but he felt that at most half an hour had passed, and he didn't feel that he had been practicing on the beach for long, because his horse step and punching posture had not been practiced to the standard of a child.

"Pawn, are you inside?" Niu Dawa knocked on the door for a long time without answering, and couldn't help but be suspicious.

"Yes, I slept a little deeply, and I got up. Zhang Xiaopaw hurriedly responded, and asked while getting dressed: "So anxious, what's wrong?"

"Fu Yucheng and his uncle arrived in Yancheng last night, and as soon as they arrived, they arrested the city lord of Qi and convicted him of a major crime of killing his head, and he was to be beheaded this afternoon. ”

"What?!"

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