Outside the house, the spring rain is filled, and the rain and fog are filled, and the light smoke moistens all things, as if to wake up the vitality that has shrunk for a winter.

The fire in the house was blazing, the hammer was clanging, Jia Yin was shirtless, with a thick cloth skirt around his waist, and was wielding a sledgehammer vigorously, closely chasing the landing point of the iron arhat hammer, as fast as a moment, making a dense jingle sound.

"Okay, there is progress, the speed has increased a lot, and the strength needs to be strengthened."

"Yes." Jiayin put down the long hammer, let the sweat flow on his body, untied the rope that bound his hair, twisted it vigorously, hung it by the stove, replaced it with a dry cover, and then wiped his body with a towel.

"How many things will you save if you shave your head earlier."

Jia Yin smiled and didn't speak, after getting along for a long time, he naturally knew that these two masters were not real monks, but sweating like rain every day, and he thought that his hair was difficult to manage, so he shaved his head to save trouble. It is said that Qin Yue's master is also a fake Taoist, in order to see no matter how big an official is, he doesn't have to make a big salute, even if he sees the emperor, he is also a fool.

He thought a little about Qin Yue, this person arranged for him to come here to strike iron, and he never appeared again, once he sent someone to send twenty jars of old wine, a marinated pig's head, and a number of roast chicken and beef, saying that he would thank the two masters for Jiayin. Then he was never seen again.

The lazy monk said that let him take the sledgehammer for a month, just really pick it for a month, and the benefits he got were not too much, he could feel his strength growing by leaps and bounds every day, since he practiced the "rolling thunder energy", his physique can be said to be changing day by day, and his strength and speed are at least twice as strong as when he first came.

Originally, the sledgehammer could only swing thirty times, but now according to the luck method taught by the master, one hundred and six swings can be made in one breath in the same time. After the hammer, my hands don't hurt, my waist doesn't hurt, and I can work immediately after exhaling a breath of turbidity. In the words of the lazy monk, he is a natural hammer man.

No matter how stupid he is, he also knows that the lazy monk has passed on his true kung fu.

There was a sound of footsteps outside the door, he looked at the lazy monk, and ran out to open the door, "whew", the cold wind suddenly hit, and his chest was suddenly cold.

He knew the person who came, it was the eldest follower of the Sima family, and when he saw Jia Yin, he said: "Qin Jiu asked me to bring a message, saying that as soon as the rain stops, the army may have to start, and ask if you will return to the camp, if you do, you will go down the mountain in two days." ”

Jia Yin was a little dumbfounded, and he didn't know how to answer for a while, so he didn't enter the house with the message, so he turned around and went back.

The lazy monk came over and patted him on the shoulder and said, "If you want to go, you can go." ”

Jia Yin sighed, but his voice was a little low.

As soon as Tie Luohan knocked on the iron tongs, there was a "pop" sound, Jia Yin thought that he was going to pull the bellows again, so he hurriedly walked over, Tie Luohan shook his head and said, "You drag the table to the corner, clean up all the things, and I'll teach you a set of punches." ”

Jia Yin's heart was trembling with joy, and he hurriedly carried the table and moved the stool, and swept the floor clean with a broom, and cleaned up the big house, and Fang respectfully waited on the side.

Tie Luohan sealed the tuyere, rested the furnace, took off his apron, walked to the open space, cherished the words like gold, and said to Jia Yin: "I practice, you see." ”

He said four words, took two steps, his body was very clear with his breathing, his body was in shape, his fist was unfolded, and Jia Yin felt an invisible coercion coming, and couldn't help but take a step back. I saw that the iron arhat's body was like a tiger pounced, his hands were like a drum and a golden hammer, and with every punch, he could clearly see an invisible line rising from his waist and pressing on his fist.

Although there was nothing in front of Tie Luohan, the fist that hit the air clearly made Jia Yin, who was standing on the side, feel a very painful feeling. It was like a sledgehammer striking on a red-hot iron embryo, making a muffled "boom", and the iron filings flew and sparks flew everywhere.

Tie Luohan punched one step at a time, raised his feet and raised his palms, and his fists were linked, gradually from slow to fast, and the sound became more and more dense, forming a series of thunderous sounds, rumbling all the way forward. Under this fierce and unrestrained fist, Tsuchiya was trembling, and the dust was flying, like a thunder god swinging a hammer, driving thousands of horses to gallop.

Jia Yin looked at it, couldn't help but shudder, and then his body trembled excitedly.

"What kind of punch is this?"

"Ben Lei."

After Tie Luohan finished punching, he slowly closed his skills and said: "Twenty-four style, practice until the punch is like thunder, and it will be done." ”

For the first time, Tie Luohan showed his carefulness, teaching the fist hand by hand, and then disassembling the moves and crumpling them in detail, and taught them for three days. The fire rested for three days, and Jia Yin felt very guilty, feeling that he was stupid and had wasted his master's time. But he didn't know that Tie Luohan was very pleased.

To learn boxing, you must first have tenacity, and then understanding.

Tenacity, Jia Yin is not lacking, and he is not afraid of hardship, and his understanding may be worse, but his whole body and mind are immersed in this set of boxing, and he is even dreaming of boxing, but he responds to the old saying, diligence can make up for clumsiness.

For three days, the boxing was skillful.

The sky is also clearing.

Getting up early this day, Tie Luohan looked at the sky and said to Jia Yin: "The army is really going to start, and the road will be a little hard tomorrow and tomorrow, if you want to go back, go down the mountain today." ”

Jia Yin answered, but there was a reluctant look on his face.

The lazy monk came over with a knife and said: "Your knife, the edge of the knife is going to be sharpened, although there are knives and guns distributed in the army, but it is always good to have one, although this knife is inferior, it is stronger than those official-style knives and guns, you can use it." ”

Jia Yin saw that the short knife was only more than two feet, and it looked strange, and the blade line was exaggerated, like a thin and dry ham, and when he tried it in his hand, it was very handy, whether it was slashing or stabbing, it was very powerful.

The scabbard is wooden, but one side is hollowed out, and it is tied with iron bars, and it is very convenient to insert it into the back waist or under the armpit.

Tie Luohan smiled: "Don't try, it's suitable for your card knife skills, the rattan brand army has its own, don't carry this box for you." ”

"Thank you, Master."

The lazy monk said: "In the army, it's not about who kills more people, it's about seeing who lives longer. ”

Jiayin responded again.

Tie Luohan smiled: "Let's go, ask Qin Jiu more if you have something, that person belongs to the fox." ”

Jia Yin didn't hesitate, packed his two changes of clothes, said goodbye to the two masters, and rushed down the mountain.

When I arrived at the barracks, I found that people were much busier than before, and the grain and grass materials were piled up into a mountain, and it seemed that the army was really going to be dispatched.

Several people were very happy about his return, and even Zhuang Heng Bao Jiujin showed a sincere smile.

Qin Yue took the knife from Jia Yin's hand and looked at it, gestured in his hand and said, "Yes, it's quite suitable for you, it's too short for me to use, hey—wait." ”

Qin Yue looked around, but didn't find anything to try the knife, so he rushed outside and dragged a piece of wood with the thickness of a bowl, held it in his hand, and cut it off with a knife, and the wood broke off in response.

Qin Yue tried the blade with his thumb and said, "Good knife, no worse than my sword." ”

Jia Yin was shocked and said, "Didn't the master say that the defective product?" ”

Qin Yue smiled: "It's right that it's a defective product, and it's not wrong if it's a treasure knife." It depends on what you think, this knife is hard to slash, and there is no problem with cutting ordinary swords and guns, but it is far away from sharpening iron like mud and blowing hair and breaking hair, and it is a treasure to take it out, but in their opinion, it is a defective product. You must know that these two monks are famous in the rivers and lakes, and any knife is worth a thousand taels of silver. My sword was fought by the two of them, and it extorted three thousand taels of silver from my master. ”

Chen Scar came over and patted his shoulder, and said with a smile: "Yes, I have grown strength and flesh, and it is the right time to come back." ”