Early the next morning, Yang Guo got up early, said hello to Xiong Jiwu, who also got up early, and then walked to the back mountain of the village. :。 Yesterday under the leadership of Xiong Jiwu, Yang Guo visited Xiongjiazhai, looking at the back mountain is very hot, woke up early this morning, I want to climb to the peak of the mountain to see, by the way to practice boxing and kicking.

Miao Village was already halfway up the mountain, and although the mountain peaks behind did not build roads, Yang Guo quickly climbed to the top of the mountain along the path that the mountain people stepped on.

The peaks are not the highest among the mountains, at most they can only be considered medium, so there is no feeling of seeing the mountains at a glance, but because of the green trees, the transpiring water mist looks like a mountain air under the refraction of the morning sun, coupled with the pleasant birdsong of the mountain stream and the murmuring of the water, it gives people a sense of returning to the basics.

Finding a flat place, Yang Guo began to compare his tai chi. Now Yang Guohui has a lot of kung fu, in addition to his foundation Taijiquan, there are Xingyi Boxing, Bagua Boxing and eight-step meteor 'legs', etc., but the most practiced is Taijiquan.

Although it was summer, the air on the mountain was still a little cold in the early morning, but after Yang Guo played a few sets of Tai Chi boxing, a white 'colored' sweat mist began to rise on his head.

When he practiced boxing, he focused on the 'spirit', which did not mean that he was isolated from the six senses, and the footsteps faintly coming from the bushes still made Yang Guo hear.

"Who?" Yang Guo was very curious, but the Xingyi Fist movement in his hand did not stop. He's just practicing kung fu to exercise his body, and he's not doing anything unsightly, so there's no need to stop.

The person who came should be the Miao people of Xiongjiazhai, Yang Guo guessed in his heart.

When Yang Guo got up, out of the corner of his eye, he saw Xiong Kehu walking out of the bushes.

Xiong Kehu is estimated to be no less than seventy years old, and his beard is white, but his movements are still very vigorous, and he is more agile than Yang Guo in the mountains and forests. I saw that he was wearing a Miao navy blue 'color' coat, and his 'legs' were still tied to the 'legs' that can often be seen in Red Army movies, and he was carrying two long knives on his back, looking like he was going to fight.

However, Xiong Kehu was not murderous, Yang Guo was not worried, he took the movements in his hand, and bowed respectfully to Xiong Kehu to say hello: "Patriarch Xiong, good morning." ”

"You're practicing kung fu?" Xiong Kehu didn't like to be polite, he waved his hand and asked curiously, "I said, I thought you were not ordinary when I saw it yesterday, and you really know kung fu." ”

Yang Guo scratched his head and said shyly: "Where do you know kung fu, you will learn a little three-legged cat kung fu and be ugly." ”

"Hehe, I just watched your movements, it's not a three-legged cat kung fu!" Xiong Kehu laughed loudly, "It seems that I have seen it, is it Xingyi Fist?" One of my former comrades-in-arms would have done this! ”

"Yes." Yang Guo smiled, "Patriarch Xiong was a soldier before? ”

"That is, I was in the seventies, and I also participated in the self-defense counterattack at that time." Xiong Kehu said with some pride, "The reconnaissance unit I was in at the time, but it was the strongest in the Southwest Army, and now it doesn't have this number, I heard that they are all called special forces." ”

Yang Guo said solemnly: "Patriarch Xiong's kung fu must be very powerful!" I have a friend who is also in the special forces, and as far as I know, everyone there has their own unique skills. ”

"The old man's hands and feet are average, otherwise, I must give you a comparison." Xiong Kehu shook his head, and he said frankly, "It's these two knives, which are handed down by the ancestors, just with this bit of knife skills, the old man 'touched' the past, and the white-eyed wolves in the small southern country were cut down not a hundred but ninety-nine!" ”

Xiong Kehu is already modest, their troops can afford the title of ghost in the past, and often sneak behind enemy lines, killing the enemy's command so much that they cry and cry for their mother. In addition to their good marksmanship, everyone's kung fu is not bad, and the term "hand and foot kung fu" is generally for those masters, if it is an ordinary person, Xiong Kehu will not fall behind five or six alone.

"What kind of sword is this? After so many battles, it is still intact? Yang Guo took a knife handed over by Xiong Kehu, standing up to be more than half a person tall, he curiously opened the scabbard and looked, the cold light was shining, it seemed that the years had not left a trace.

"Haha!" Xiong Kehu laughed, "How is that possible? After that war, it stumbled several times, of course, and came back to reforge it! ”

"Oh!" Yang Guo nodded, and he asked again, "Then what is this knife called?" Tang knife? Miao knife? ”

Yang Guo didn't know much about cold weapons, and in his mind, only the name of Tang Dao often appeared in his mind. Miao Dao was broken by himself, in fact, Yang Guo felt that this knife was a bit like the knife in the movie.

"It's Miao Dao." Xiong Kehu nodded and said.

Yang Guo was surprised, he actually broke it blindly!

"But this seedling is not a seedling of our Miao people." Xiong Kehu smiled indifferently, he saw Yang Guo's ignorance, so he took the initiative to introduce Yang Guo, "This is a two-handed long knife created by General Qi Jiguang in the Ming Dynasty to imitate the shape of the Japanese knife, because it looks the same as He Miao, so it is called Miao Knife." ”

"My ancestor is also a general of the Qi family's army, so these two knives have been handed down." Xiong Kehu said, "Of course, only these two handles are ancestral, and after so many years, the blade has long been broken and reforged." ”

"So, are these knives being used at the same time?" Compared with history, Yang Guo is more interested in the knife technique of Miao Dao. The picture of holding the Miao knife in both hands and fighting among thousands of troops flashed in his mind, it was so handsome that he couldn't look at it directly!

"Yes!" Xiong Kehu nodded and said, "But the two-handed knife is very demanding, and the dolls who learn knives from me now can't practice at this level, so it's good to be able to play a knife well." ”

Yang Guo's interest was completely 'excited', on weekdays, Yang Guo practiced fist and foot kung fu, but no matter how strong the fist and foot kung fu was, he couldn't beat cold weapons. This is the same as the truth that cold weapons can't fight hot weapons, otherwise, what is the value of thousands of years of scientific and technological development of human beings?

Don't look at the movies where there is often a fierce man who puts his bare hands into dozens of gangsters with watermelon knives and axes, that's just a movie. A few knives cut over, sealing all the retreats, even if you are a martial arts master, you can only admit it, people's bodies are 'flesh' long, can you still withstand the sharp knife edge?

Yang Guo looked at Xiong Kehu longingly, and said, "Patriarch Xiong, isn't it convenient for me to see your two-handed knife too?" ”

Xiong Kehu smiled heartily and said, "What's inconvenient? It's just a knife trick. You stand a little away, and the old man will play for you. ”

That being said, Xiong Kehu is actually not generous enough to show his kung fu to outsiders. That is, Yang Guo, a person who is kind to Xiong Jiazhai, and after Xiong Kehu's observation, Yang Guo is not a person who comes with a picture, so Xiong Kehu let down his guard and is sincerely willing to show Yang Guo.

(Today's Chinese New Year's Eve, Xiaohan wishes everyone a happy 'Spring' Festival ~~)

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