The sound of the high-power diesel generator resounded through the mountains and forests, causing the dog to bark wildly and at the same time make people upset.

The refreshing night breeze carried the fragrance of Helian Luohe and Hu Jiaxian to the face, and the two daughters were like a beautiful landscape in the reflection of the lights, and the three of them were lying side by side on the roof of the Hong family, each admiring the stars in the sky.

Helian Luohe and Hu Jiaxian seemed to have something to say to Chen Fengxi, but because of the existence of the other party, they could only hide what they wanted to say in their hearts.

Chen Fengxi felt the change in the mood of the two, and said with a big grin: "Don't worry, from Anyang County to Linshui Township to Panshan Village, the sky and the earth have been laid down, let alone people, even if it is a ghost, it is useless!" ”

Hu Jiaxian suddenly sat up from the recliner, looked at Chen Fengxi with a solemn expression and said, "The goddess of the underworld and the holy prisoner are not what I am worried about, what I am worried about is the people of the Wumen, the Chen family and the martial family. ”

Helian Luohe sat up with a look of approval, and said in a deep voice: "Sister Jiaxian is right, compared to the one who uses the gun, this makes the knife more difficult to deal with. ”

Chen Fengxi stood up quietly, walked slowly to the edge of the roof, and shouted to Hong Panshan, who was cleaning up tobacco leaves in the yard: "Master Shan, why haven't you slept yet?" ”

"You didn't sleep either." Hong Panshan replied disappreciatively.

"I was a night owl, what about you?"

"That generator is too noisy to sleep."

"Since you can't sleep, why don't you drink two cups?"

"Shall we?"

"Of course it's not the two of us, let's go to the ancestral hall to find Old Man Huang to drink two cups."

"Village Chief Chen, I know what you're thinking, I advise you not to think about it. The old drunkard only knows two things in his life, one is wine, and the other is good wine! ”

"Hee-hee, how do you know if you don't try."

"Anyway, if you're idle, I'll accompany you on a trip!"

Hong Panshan packed up his belongings, put on his coat and walked out of the house.

When Chen Fengxi and the three of them walked down the firewood pile, Hong Panshan happened to go out.

Along the bluestone paved path, the four of them came to the brightly lit ancestral hall, and when the four of them arrived, the drunkard Huang was sitting sullenly on the steps outside the ancestral hall and drinking wine, and it was not difficult to see that this guy was choked by the engine installed behind the ancestral hall.

"Old drunkard, drink two pots?" Hong Panshan roared loudly.

The drunkard Huang glanced at Hong Panshan and said stupidly: "Come to me empty-handed to find wine to drink, you don't have anything wrong with your brain, right?" ”

Chen Fengxi said with a smile: "Drink yours today, and I'll pay you back twice tomorrow!" ”

The drunkard Huang got up happily: "I love to hear this, there are chairs in the house, move them yourself!" Old man Hong, how can you drink this wine or food? Go home and get some pickles and jerky! ”

Hong Panshan said stupidly: "You have a lot of business, and Sanshengniang will be sent in a while!" ”

Hearing this, Chen Fengxi couldn't help but be a little curious, didn't he say hello to Sanshengniang when he went out? How did she know to bring food and drink?

Chen Fengxi was wondering, so he looked at Sanshengniang, who was carrying the child on her back, and walked over with a cover mat, three bowls of vegetables and two large plates of jerky, it can be seen from the appearance of the dish that the taste of pickles and jerky will be very good.

Helian Luohe and Hu Jiaxian naturally walked into the ancestral hall and moved out the tables, chairs and benches, while the drunkard Huang took out a barrel of bulk liquor and three large bowls from it, and said as he walked: "I'm a bulk Moutai, don't forget to return me tomorrow!" ”

"Nonsense ** egg, a piece of five-pound broken wine also has the face to say that it is Moutai?" Hong Panshan scolded angrily.

The drunkard Huang craned his neck and shouted: "What, I said that Moutai is Moutai, you don't drink and pull down!" ”

"It's okay, drink as much as you want today, and double it tomorrow." Chen Fengxi happily took the wine barrel and wine bowl, and poured the wine directly.

"Do it first!" Chen Fengxi picked up a bowl of wine and poured it into his mouth.

"Are you drinking wine or drinking water?" The drunkard Huang Yin and Yang gave Chen Fengxi a strange sentence.

"It's all the same for me." Chen Fengxi said without thinking.

The drunkard Huang shouted angrily: "Shout, it's crazy!" Listen to what you mean, you seem to be able to drink! ”

"It's okay."

"Okay is many?"

"There are many lines."

"Then let's compare and contrast today. If I lose, you won't have to return the wine. If you lose, you'll have to take care of my wine all these days as the village chief! ”

"No problem!"

The drunkard Huang and Chen Fengxi started a war, and this Hong Panshan became a spectator like the three women.

This old and young drink is the same way, not swallowed at all, one end of the bowl, one neck is a bowl of wine.

A barrel of ten catties of wine was poured by the two of them in less than two hours, this way of drinking, it is inevitable that the people next to them will be a little worried, but everyone knows in their hearts, if anyone comes forward to persuade at this time, it is really uncomfortable for themselves.

"Good boy, yes, wait!" After the drunkard Huang drank the last bowl of wine, he walked into the ancestral hall with an unconvinced face, and when he walked out with a brown wine jar sealed with oil paper, Hong Panshan's brows furrowed, and he shouted urgently: "Old drunkard, what are you doing, Village Chief Chen still has business, you plan to drink him to death!" Village Chief Chen, don't drink with him! ”

The drunkard Huang triumphantly pointed to the jar in his hand and said: "This wine is made by myself, and it is preliminarily estimated that it must be at least seventy-five degrees, how about it, do you dare to drink it?" ”

Chen Fengxi tore a piece of jerky and said casually: "What don't you dare, isn't it wine!" ”

The drunkard Huang was stunned, and shouted excitedly: "Good boy, there is a kind!" Come, let me see which of us can drink whom! ”

When the wine stopper is opened, the pungent smell of wine comes to the nose, and the drunkard Huang said that 75 degrees is probably still a conservative estimate, just rush to the taste of alcohol, this wine is not only 75 degrees.

In the face of this kind of wine, neither of the two people dared to drink booze, they both drank in a bowl of five sips, and each sip of wine was spit out, and both of them would tear a piece of jerky and throw it in their mouths as soon as possible to resist the spicy taste.

After several rounds of drinking, Chen Fengxi's stomach was as uncomfortable as swallowing charcoal, and beads of sweat the size of beans seeped out from his forehead. Chen Fengxi was miserable, and the drunkard Huang was no better, since the beginning, he no longer took the initiative to serve the bowl to drink, but waited for Chen Fengxi to serve the bowl to him.

"Boy, have you practiced this posture too?" The drunkard Huang looked at Chen Fengxi lukewarmly and asked.

Chen Fengxi said without thinking: "I haven't practiced seriously, just to practice some life-saving skills in order to live a better life." ”

The drunkard Huang said casually: "Don't be humble when you have trained yourself to say that it is a good thing, come, let me open my eyes and see how your life-saving ability is!" Did you look at the vat over there? Go, turn around twice and I'll take a look. ”

"Good!" Chen Fengxi got up without hesitation, and walked to the mouth of the water that was more than one meter high and half a meter wide, and filled with wet sand. From the imprints on the edge of the jar and the turning marks on the ground, it is not difficult to guess that this jar is someone else's, even if it is not a tool for drunkard Huang's practice.

Chen Fengxi knows something about ancient martial arts, he knows that this turn vat is to train waist strength and arm strength, and the wrestling masters in the Republic of China period do not have such training tools as they do now, and their training method is to turn all kinds of vats.

Chen Fengxi came here not as simple as looking for the drunkard Huang to drink, a person who dared to argue with the hermitage must have a good strength, so Chen Fengxi wanted to recruit the drunkard Huang to his side, so he had to turn this cylinder!

After taking a deep breath, Chen Fengxi's legs were parted, and his hands grabbed the edge of the cylinder.

"...... Uproar"

When the water tank turned on the ground, the first thing that surprised them was not the drunkard Huang, but Helian Luohe and Hu Jiaxian, in the eyes of the two of them, Chen Fengxi has always been a military master, but he didn't expect that this guy's skills would be so perverted.

"Yes, yes, that's interesting! Hurry up, how can it be like not eating! The drunkard shouted with a smile.

Chen Fengxi smiled bitterly in his heart after hearing this, what is it like, he hasn't eaten in the first place, and he has drunk wine in this bowl.

After more than ten minutes of hard work, Chen Fengxi couldn't remember how many times he turned the big water tank, but his whole body was already sweating, and the big pants were also soaked with sweat.

"Come on, our master has two tricks!" The drunkard Huang didn't give Chen Fengxi time to rest at all, and stepped forward to take out two short knives about six inches long from the gap, although they had not yet opened the blade, but judging from the fineness of the knife, they knew that it was not the kind of fruit knife that could be bought on the ordinary market.

Chen Fengxi looked at the drunkard Huang with some sorrow and said, "Old man, can you let me take a break!" ”

"Rest your fart, the enemy can give you time to rest when you go to the battlefield!" The drunkard Huang threw the knife into the vat without saying a word, and Chen Fengxi was also helpless to take the short knife with the handle wrapped around the cloth. This dagger is not like a dagger, and the machete is not like a short knife like a machete, which is one of the necessary knives for many masters of close fighting in the era of cold weapons.

"No taller than the neck, no wider than the shoulders, no lower than the abdomen. This allows for better balance and kill speed. Move fast, move steadily! The tip of the knife is erected for me, remember, the tip of the knife should always stab the enemy when the short knife is killed! The upper neck, lower abdomen, both sides of the wrist, the heart is pierced, the mess is messy, the steps are more steady...... "The drunkard Huang didn't pay attention to Chen Fengxi who had just done strenuous exercise, and taught Chen Fengxi how to use a knife while moving continuously.

Chen Fengxi is not unable to keep up with the rhythm of the drunkard Huang, nor is it so vulnerable, but he is afraid, although he does not open the blade, but the knife stabbed on the old arm and leg of the drunkard Huang will still cause a little mess, but the drunkard Huang is not merciful, and after a while, Chen Fengxi's arms, chest, and back already have several red spots.

Suddenly, the drunkard Huang stopped, looked at Chen Fengxi seriously, and said, "You kid, what are you afraid of!" ”

"I ......" Chen Fengxi saw that the drunkard Huang had seen through himself, and touched his head a little embarrassed, don't look at the drunkard Huang is already in his eighties, but his temper is very stubborn, and he doesn't admit defeat at all, and letting him do this is directly an insult to him.

"Come again, if you keep your hand any longer, don't blame me for being unkind!" Drunkard Huang said in a stern tone.

Hearing this, Chen Fengxi was really a little scared, he knew what the drunkard Huang meant by being unkind, Chen Fengxi changed the short knife in his hand from the front grip just now to the reverse grip, and the drunkard Huang was stunned at first when he saw it, and then he also changed it to the grip of the backhand knife.

The short knife attack is poor is to be steady, the knife is tight, that is to say, every step can not lose balance, the most important thing is that the hand holding the knife can not be relaxed, but also in the momentum can not lose to the opponent, because once lost to the opponent, it is possible to be led by the opponent's nose.

In particular, the use of a backhand knife requires a particularly high level of footwork, because a backhand knife can not be chopped and slashed like a positive grip, and can only be used to slash and stab to hurt the opponent.

Seeing Chen Fengxi's skillful footwork and his hands gently waving the feint regularly, the drunkard Huang's heart was also stunned: "This kid, the knife is good!" ”

At the moment when the drunkard Huang was distracted, Chen Fengxi quickly moved to the back of the drunkard Huang, and the tip of the knife was already on the neck of the drunkard Huang, and said with a smug smile: "Old man, you have lost!" ”

A trace of cold sweat unconsciously broke out on the forehead of the drunkard Huang, he didn't expect that Chen Fengxi's knife skills would be so weird, could it be that this kid had been deliberately letting himself go?

"Alright, let's take a break!" The drunkard Huang patted Chen Fengxi's shoulder with satisfaction, and sat down on the chair, this time he did not drink the wine in the bowl, but held the wine gourd and poured it.

Chen Fengxi walked directly to the surface of the other water tank, scooped half a scoop of water and filled it.

"As the old saying goes, those who win the world may not win the hearts of the people, but those who win the hearts of the people will win the world. The so-called way of being an official is important in the word of the people, and you must learn to understand the people's heart. Don't show your edge, don't die in your heart, and don't act impatiently! We must learn to observe words and looks, learn to flatter leaders, and learn to combine grace and power with subordinates, remember, if you want to go up as an official, you must learn to shake the leader's hand more! ”

"Being a man is indeed like this, especially as a man, making friends is also within your means, you can't be invited to eat meat every day, and you can't even afford to invite someone to drink soup, for a long time, others will naturally not treat you. But being an official is different, a senior official needs his own henchmen, and more importantly, they need a subordinate who can solve all their problems for them! "Drunkard Huang lit the cigarette with a match, and the smell of inferior tobacco immediately filled the air.

"Old man, what you said is a bit too much, I am a village chief, what can I do!" Looking at the drunkard Huang's serious expression, Chen Fengxi said with a wry smile.

"What's wrong with the village chief, the village chief is also a bad person, he has to serve the people, and he has to think about the people. Back in the day, when there was a war, the cooks had to pick up guns and fight people! When he spoke, the drunkard Huang's tone was not very tough, as if he was afraid that it would stimulate Chen Fengxi.

The drunkard Huang said meaningfully: "The most taboo thing for people who play with knives is officialdom. But you kid became an official by mistake, so I'm afraid your future road will not be so peaceful. ”

Chen Fengxi shrugged his shoulders disappreciatively: "I don't plan to go down this road, after dealing with this matter, I will continue to be a doctor!" ”

The drunkard Huang glanced at Chen Fengxi: "Be a doctor?" Don't tease me. For your life, being a doctor kills more people than you save! ”

Chen Fengxi's brows tightened unconsciously, and he asked in a deep voice: "Old man, if you have anything to say, just say it directly." ”

The drunkard Huang said slowly: "Actually, it's not a special word, it's just that your demons are too heavy." When I was playing with you just now, I made a special observation, you used 32 times to sharpen the knife, 30 times to draw the knife, 19 times to stab, 16 times to split, so many times to attack, you didn't even return the knife once! You're not playing with a knife, you're playing with your life! ”

Dumbfounded, Chen Fengxi couldn't believe that what the drunkard Huang said was true, but what he said was true, just now he really used to cut, pull, stab, and split, but he didn't use the back knife, the two of them attacked so fast, this drunkard Huang could remember his own attack methods and times, which was really incredible.

The drunkard Huang said drunkenly: "I don't know how to advance or retreat, I don't know!" This is a taboo for playing with knives, and it is also a big taboo for officials. Boy, your heart is so heavy that it affects your mannerisms and words. If you continue like this, I'm afraid you will be devoured by the demons in your heart, and at that time, no one will be able to save you. ”

"Thank you seniors for your advice!" Chen Fengxi respectfully thanked the drunkard Huang with a fist.

The drunkard Huang waved his hand lazily: "It's useless for you to thank me for this, I can't help you." You have to go to Wang Dagua for this matter, and he can help you get to the roots! ”

Hong Panshan shouted angrily: "Old drunkard, don't you be blind here?" What can Wang Dagua do? That old thing, will there be anything else but killing people and causing trouble? ”

The drunkard Huang lazily said, "This is what he needs!" It's not a problem that young people love to be in the limelight, but it's fatal to have too much limelight. Old man Hong, when I asked your son to go to Wang Dagua, you didn't listen, do you want Chen Fengxi to repeat the same mistakes now? ”

"You ......" Hong Panshan didn't say what he wanted to say, and finally could only say helplessly: "Hong Sin is a poor life, there is nothing to say." But he is different, he is born with a noble life, and the two cannot be compared at all. ”

"There is a difference between rich and poor, but there is only one thought between life and death. Village Chief Chen, I know why you came to me for a drink, but I'm afraid you're going to be disappointed. Our Huang family only does two things, drinking and killing, and you are no worse than me in these two things, so you don't need my help. If you really want to find someone to help, Wang Dagua is your best choice. This guy has been waiting for a chance to become a grandmaster! As he spoke, the drunkard lay down on the table, and the snoring sounded.

"Feng Xi, although I don't want to see this old drunkard, but he is not wrong, you are a person who does great things, and only Wang Dagua can give you advice on those things you do. At this hour, Wang Dagua must be writing, you go to him and see if he is willing to give you the subwords! ”