Chapter 051: Silver Throwing Knife
He struggled a few times, they were all girls and they didn't work too hard, so forget it, let them go, anyway, it's just a whitening and not to castrate anything. It may be that Lin Yang's face is relatively large, and the girls really want to carefully whiten every inch of skin on Lin Yang's face, and they cover Lin Yang's face layer by layer with those unknown whitening items. They talked as they worked.
"Xiaoshuang, get more hydration of yours, too little has no effect"
"Xiaoli, your foundation is too thick, which affects the absorption of things in the back"
"The first time I whitened a boy, this skin is different from our girls', it's too rough, why don't you grind the skin first, Sister Jiajia?"
"Then what's going on, then you can't experiment with the actual effect of this set, let's just get it, let's talk about it."
Holy, do you experiment with my face! Don't you use me as your guinea pig! He was secretly worried in his heart, is it too risky to give up resistance by himself for such a dangerous behavior, Mom, my grandma, you have to protect your nephew in the spirit of heaven, and I still have to use this face with your genes to eat.
The two girls just worked, and from time to time they also talked with Jiajia for a few words, from their conversation, Lin Yang felt that they were not just very familiar, and they obeyed unconditionally any orders from Jiajia, a bit of a subordinate and a boss.
As Jiajia's current student, even though this mall is his father's property, the employees here shouldn't be subservient to her instructions! However, judging from Jiajia's capable style on weekdays, Jiajia will definitely be a strong woman in the future. If that's the case, it's actually not bad, hehe! Wouldn't I become the richest man in the mountain city in the future, just secretly be beautiful in my heart, but I must not show it! Let others know that I will definitely say that I eat soft rice, and I don't want to climb up on a woman's shoulder! Hum!
The workmanship of several girls is too meticulous, and a few hours have passed minute by minute, Lin Yang is quite sober at first, always looking for opportunities to take advantage of several girls with two poisonous eyes, no wonder he is like this, the necklines of the girls' overalls are very low, and Lin Yang feasted his eyes intentionally or unintentionally. But it was always a posture dangling in front of his eyes, which had a hypnotic effect on Lin Yang.
He stood alone beside the large reeds, between the reeds was a piece of smooth as a mirror, the cool wind blew quietly around, only the reeds grinded each other and made a faint rustling sound, some of the fluffy reeds flew in the sky, some hovered on the ice, they were like busy bustling crowds, they were like soldiers fighting each other on the battlefield who wanted to occupy a piece of ice of their own.
He poked his head out of the reeds for some reason, he really didn't know where it was, he had never dreamed of such a desolate place. The silent desolation was not angry at all, and suddenly a woman with long hair in a shawl ran on the ice in front of him, and he shouted as he ran, "Don't come out, run quickly!" ”
She ran out of nowhere like a ghost, she appeared out of thin air like a ghost on the quiet ice, she slipped and fell on the ice a few times, but she stubbornly got up again, and then ran this way. Even though he was very close, Lin Yang still couldn't see her appearance clearly. He desperately hoped that she would run to his side as soon as possible, and he wanted to see her no matter what the situation was. Whether you know it or not, whether it's beautiful or ugly, you should always keep some memories in your mind! But just as she was about to run to the reeds, there was a whoosh, and I don't know where a flying knife flew, a silver knife without any decoration, and the flying knife was just inserted in her heart, and she lay straight on the edge of the reeds without saying a word.
Lin Yang was so frightened that he didn't react for a long time, he looked at her lying at his feet blankly, a person's shadow flashed in his head, he secretly prayed, the sky and the earth! I don't know what this is, but I don't know this dead one.
He carefully dragged her into the reeds, and turned her face over tremblingly, but when he saw that face, his head seemed to have been knocked hard with a hammer, and countless little stars immediately appeared in front of him, and his ears were buzzing like a roller coaster, that face he was too familiar with He had known him for more than ten years, because his dark skin was out of the pink of the people in the city and was receiving cruel whitening.
He opened his eyes in pain, and an oval ceiling lamp on the white roof glowed pink. Lin Yang wiped the sweat on his forehead with the back of his hand, and it seemed that there was still a tear in the corner of his eye. He was the only one lying quietly in the room, Gu Jiajia and the other girls didn't know where to run, and he suddenly realized that he had just had a terrible dream.
The moment he woke up, the wasteland in his dream suddenly became blurred, and he couldn't even remember the appearance of the girl who died in front of him, but the silver flying knife he remembered vividly. When I was in Erlongling, a small Li flying knife didn't know how many teenagers were playful, the old-fashioned projector was carried with a generator, and Li Xunhuan shook his hand handsomely on the blurred curtain, and a silver flying knife shot crookedly into a person's choked throat with the undulation of the curtain, and the person died quietly.
Since then, he has been obsessed with this flying knife, he practiced hard to imitate Li Xunhuan's technique, and he chased after Li Xunhuan's ass and begged for several days in order to have a flying knife of the same style as Li Xunhuan, and the blacksmith uncle agreed to build one for him. But in the movie, it's all a lie, he shoots whatever he sees with a flying knife like a madman, pots and spoons, bags with beans, and even his aunt's small medicine box, and the lid tied with sorghum straw is the best target. He didn't know how many pieces he had shot and how many people's pot lids he had broken, and he didn't know how many times he had been beaten by his aunt because of this, and he was regarded as a demon by the whole village, and the pot lid had to be hidden everywhere he went, otherwise it would add a lot of holes, and he had paid so much hard work and scolding.
But the hard work paid off, his persistence and his persistence finally made him realize the secret of the flying knife, the big tree in the mountain became his target, and he began to hit a hundred shots within one meter, a hundred shots within three meters, five meters, ten meters, fifteen meters, and twenty meters. He shot a big tree repeatedly, and over time, the water drops through the stones, and the decades-old tree was actually broken by him with a flying knife. Since then, he has firmly believed that the legend of Xiao Li's flying knife is absolutely true. In the end, not only throwing knives, but even stones, branches, and anything he held in his hand could shoot into the wood.
Inspired by the undefeated East he began to like embroidery needles, but after a period of hard practice, this delicate embroidery needle is really difficult to control, and it is too affected by the wind to shoot farther, but he doesn't want to give up. One time when his aunt was doing acupuncture, he found that the silver needles used in his aunt's acupuncture were much larger and longer than the embroidery needles, and they were very thin and sharp. He secretly brought one, and with a little practice, he could already reach the realm of flying knives.
With such a cultivation, all the credit is still due to Wenhua going to the countryside, and the literary and artistic workers have sent the spiritual material of movies to this small ravine, but what he should be most grateful for is Blacksmith Li and the silver flying knife, which is his enlightener and the reason for his persistence, although he does not know what is the use of having such a unique skill in today's harmonious and legal society. But he still regarded the flying knife as his mascot and took it wherever he went. Later, the little loach was going to go into the mountain city to find his uncle, and his best buddy was going to travel far away, and he had nothing to give, so he gave him his most cherished flying knife.