Regarding the third uncle's food supplement theory, the little fat man has some reservations.

Where to eat, if it is established, will there be the most cute height difference in the world? Believe it or not, why is it that all the food I have been eating lately is columnar?

All kinds of whips line up to counterattack, the little fat man wants to die, and he wants to cry without tears!

The golden cake was second, and that day he told his mother the news of his sister's sword learning, and the little fat man was spared the beating. Yiduo is not pressed, in this era, gentlemen are all swordsmen.

So, the little fat man's routine changed again. Every few days, I have to go to the county seat, practice the sword style I learned, and then learn a few new tricks and come back.

The third uncle's riding and archery skills are also to be learned, and the famous articles written by his mother are also memorized every day, and he dare not be lazy. And also to go to the horse herding ...... Speaking of Liu Wu, this guy has a foal and throws the big yellow horse behind. Fortunately, with honey as bait, his friends often catch insects and mow grass for him, and share a lot of burden.

I heard that the little fat man learned swordsmanship, and the third uncle specially made a wooden sword for him.

In front of the porch, he practiced the sword pose several times, and even his mother applauded. The little fat man wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead, and then led the horse into the city in a hurry, without delaying for a moment.

"Be careful on the road." Mother's admonition chased into the pinna. The little fat man shouted, 'Got it,' and walked away.

Hit the horse into the city and go straight to the Drinking Horse Alley. The familiar one entered through the back door, tied the horse to the trough, added a handful of concentrate, and then flew to the front hall.

He threw off his bastic shoes and just jumped on the plank, when he suddenly remembered something, and walked lightly to the middle of the hall.

Sure enough, Gongsun Lan was meditating with his eyes closed. I heard that this is called Qi cultivation.

The little fat man sat cross-legged on the puff mat opposite, holding his chin and waiting anxiously for her to open his eyes. But after a long time, he couldn't stand it anymore, so he immediately held the sword in his hand and gestured alone.

The little fat man gradually got distracted and practiced over and over again.

"Who taught you to wield a sword like that?" The voice suddenly sounded from behind, and the little fat man hurriedly put away the wooden sword and turned to salute.

"I ask you who taught you how to wield a sword like that." Gongsun also pointed at the little fat man's right wrist holding the sword, and asked again.

"This ......" the little fat man is worried, is there anything wrong?

"I respect the right, and the sword is a gentleman in the weapon, so ordinary people use the right hand more. However, the battle pays attention to surprise and unpreparedness. If you don't make a sound, it will be amazing. One hit is sure to hit, and the hit is death. If you miss, you will be thousands of miles away. ”

"Huh?" The little fat man was dumbfounded. I remember not saying that last time.

"Switch to the left hand."

"Oh!" The little fat man hurriedly handed the wooden sword in his left hand.

This time, even the branches were saved, and Gongsun used his left arm as a sword, tossing and turning, swinging up and down. The sleeves are fluttering, and the green silk is dancing, which is really like a frightening and graceful dragon.

"The sword should win with agility, and its style is nothing more than winding, knocking, collapsing, teasing, intercepting, stirring, hanging, sweeping, playing, and pulling ......"

The more the little fat man looked, the more confused he became.

Gongsun stepped on the pillar, and then flipped to the ground, his feet were axes, his long sleeves danced around his body, and the paint on the floor was cut by the strong wind countless tornado-like spirals!

"Flexibility overcomes rigidity." Gongsun's fluttering stopped, long skirts, long sleeves, long hair, falling one after another, moving like a rabbit, quiet like a virgin!

"......" the little fat man was speechless.

Then practice.

"The eyebrows, the throat, the heart, the liver, the gall bladder, the kidneys, the lungs...... All of them are called critical. The sword should be steady, accurate, and ruthless. The sword flower can also be saved, only to make false moves......"

After practicing the left-handed sword again, he memorized a few styles in his heart, and Gongsun let him go.

The little fat man's food is growing, and there is not much food stored at home. I wanted to buy it from my clan family, but the little fat man thought that there were too many miscellaneous stones in the rice, so he took advantage of his studies to buy it from the rice shop in the county and bring it back.

Liang rice is 400 yuan per stone, and millet rice is 300 yuan per stone. This is the general price, which varies slightly from place to place, but it is also very different. The little fat man bought a stone for each of them, and the man helped him to carry it on horseback, and then he went home.

The more I think about it on the road, the more wrong it becomes, how can this situation happen in the so-called sword ...... On the master of fencing.

However, it seems to be very convincing to see her dancing with a sword before.

I don't want to, I don't want to, I just practice my left hand again.

The little fat man is now strong. One stone of rice can be carried alone. Without working on his mother's hands, he poured it into the rice bowl quickly. After taking the water handed by his mother, the little fat man took a small sip of his lips, and then he was in a hurry to practice the sword.

Because of the right-handed hand, the control of the left hand is much less than that of the former. However, the little fat man was very persevering, and he practiced the sword style until he was familiar with it in a few days.

Speaking of which, the little fat man can also be called a good bone and talented.

The familiar horse entered the house, and the Gongsun family was meditating again. I don't bother to wait. Then he took the sword in his hand and played it alone.

"Who taught you to wield a sword like that?"

"Huh?" The little fat man thought he had misheard.

"Have you forgotten all the tips I told you last time?" Gongsun asked coldly.

"That, Sister Lan......" The little fat man didn't know where he was wrong again.

"Swords, weapons. It can be a vessel for the temple and a vessel for guarding. However, the ice and charcoal are not the same, since I have learned my sword, why should I learn other methods? ”

"I ......" the little fat man was really speechless!

"Change your right hand."

"Oh." What else can the little fat man do, change to his right hand.

"Give me a few styles, show me."

Fortunately, the little fat man has a good memory, so he danced the sword in his right hand.

"You can teach." Gongsun had a good face at this time: "You said earlier that you want to practice the gentleman's sword, I don't ask you to be a gentleman, but I ask you to be worthy of your heart." The sword should win with speed, the world's martial arts, invincible, only fast and unbreakable. The sword should be strong, fierce and fast. Big ingenuity doesn't work. The sword flower is useless, abandon it! ”

"......" Can I complain? It's completely different twice, wow!

The little fat man was completely broken.

It was night, and the backyard toilet was slightly shimmering.

The female assassin with sleeves, leggings, black scarf and mask, wearing a night suit, was sitting on the toilet, and the little fat man stood aside with a lamp, talking endlessly about learning swords to her.

After speaking, the female assassin couldn't help but laugh and said, "What's so strange about this. Left and right hands only. ”

"It's not just a matter of right and left hands." The little fat man shook his head, "A moment ago, she said that the sword should be strong, fierce, and fast. At the next moment, it was replaced by steady, accurate, and ruthless ......"

The female assassin smiled and shook her head, "The sword in the right hand is strong, fierce, and fast, and the sword in the left hand is steady, accurate, and ruthless." This is clearly the number of male and female mandarin duck swords! ”

The little fat man was struck by lightning, and suddenly woke up: "Double-strand sword!" "Yes, isn't the historical self who used the double-strand sword!

"That's right." The female assassin wiped her buttocks with a sackcloth, her brow furrowed again. Seeing that she gasped, the little fat man asked, "Isn't it okay?" ”

"Hidden diseases are hard to cure. By the way, I found the stone, do you see yes or no? ”

The little fat man recognized it at a glance, "Exactly." ”

"How do I use it?"

"Grind it into powder, wrap it in a yarn sac, dip it in water and gently wipe the affected area, and then apply it with ointment, three or five times a day, and it will heal for a long time."

"Okay, I'll make a note of it." The female Assassin took her leave.

"And don't fetch water." This time it was so fast that the little fat man didn't even have a chance to speak.