The early morning wind was slightly cool, but it couldn't blow away the heat at all. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

At this time, it is already May, and the heat has already quietly hit, and the streets are full of heavy and stuffy heat.

The willows on the side of the street hung low, and before noon, they couldn't stand the heat anymore, and quietly rolled up.

Li Mo was naked, revealing his strong tendons and flesh, and the tiger and tiger dancing with the Pu knife in his hand were lively.

Beads of sweat the size of beans oozed from his spine and rolled densely and slowly towards his abs.

He has been practicing this set of knife techniques for more than a month.

In order to settle down in this demon-infested world, Li Mo knew that it was not enough to have crappy spells, he had to have life-saving stunts.

However, in his previous life, he was busy running a single business every day, where did he know what martial arts and swordsmanship, so he had to carry forward the old saying that diligence can make up for clumsiness, and he worked hard to start from scratch.

There is a saying in martial arts: 100 days to practice the sword, 1000 days to practice the gun, 10,000 days to practice the sword.

The knife, as the first cold weapon among the eighteen weapons, is known as the "king of a hundred soldiers".

In the rivers and lakes, it can be seen everywhere, because it is the most commonly used, and it is relatively simple to learn and practice.

It's not like a sword, how many fancy moves and usages are divided, basically you can master the use of chopping and chopping, and you can use the knife as a weapon Ali to defend yourself.

In addition, the standard equipment of the head-catching officer must be a heavy simple knife. So Li Mo had no suspense, so he practiced the knife technique.

When he first learned, he took a lot of effort, and bought several books of knife secrets, such as "Eight Golden Lock Knife", "Sun and Moon Qiankun Knife", "Shaolin Double Knife Eighteen Roll", etc., etc., and so on, such as booklets for practicing knife skills.

During the day, Li Mo came out to study the book "Yin Yang Dao" left by his father, and he flipped through these pamphlets.

At night, when Xu Jiaorong fell asleep, he secretly got up and followed the gestures described in the booklet, little by little.

At the beginning, he didn't even know how to hold the knife, and the heavy Pu knife was carried in his hand, and it didn't take long for his hands and neck to ache.

Later, after practicing for a long time, he gradually realized some doorways, and it turned out that when holding the knife, his hands must be clenched hard, so that it will not be so hard to practice the moves.

Because the knife is a heavy weapon, unlike the sword, every time it is swung out, it requires a lot of strength, and if you don't grasp it tightly, it can easily be loosened.

It's easy to loosen off with a mere swing of the blade, let alone collide with an enemy's weapon.

Moreover, Li Mo made a single knife, and when he used the knife with one hand, the auxiliary role of the other hand was very important, and he had to know how to cooperate and help in order to get twice the result with half the effort.

When practicing the knife technique, Li Mo slowly realized a lot, that is, the knife must revolve around his body, so that he can exert the greatest power.

The knife cannot be a knife, a person is a person, and the arm swing must be flexible with the body, and use the minimum force to swing the maximum attack.

These things are actually very simple, but anyone who makes a knife is basically led by the master into the door, and the first lesson must be these most basic things.

Only Li Mo is different, he came to this other world inexplicably, and he doesn't know how to use weapons at all.

In the past, he carried the simple knife that was given to him like a burning stick, and he didn't know how to use it at all.

Now he is slowly groping for himself, and little by little he understands the so-called secrets in the booklet that he doesn't know whether they are true or false, but he slowly finds out the doorway, and the dance is really good, quite like that.

Not to mention, Li Mo felt that since he had studied these diligently, his whole body seemed to have inexhaustible strength.

Coupled with the daily sweat like rain, the originally tough body has become more and more stylish, with a body of tendon flesh, Xu Jiaorong buries her head in the quilt every time she sees herself, and she is shy.

The bottom of the bed is like a fish in water, and he is unbridled and confident when he walks, Li Mo suddenly realized the benefits of modern people practicing martial arts, and the so-called physical fitness is really not an empty word.

Now he has already become much more proficient in the use of swordsmanship, and the first thing he does when he gets up in the morning is to fight for half an hour, until he is sweating profusely, and he is willing to stop and rest for a while.

In the distance, Xu Jiaorong walked over with a basin of water, her figure was graceful and slender, full of the coquettishness of a little woman.

After Li Moyueyu's persuasion, Xu Jiaorong at this time had long since lost the grief of her parents' first bereavement.

Time is always the best medicine for healing.

"Come and wash your hands and face, look at you sweating profusely."

"Oh, come on." Putting the Pu knife in his hand on the stone table, Li Mo answered and walked towards Xu Jiaorong.

With the water in the basin, Li Mo hastily washed his hands and face, breathed a long sigh of relief, and sat firmly on the stone bench in the courtyard, "Why did you get up so early today?" ”

After carefully scrubbing the towel used by Li Mo twice, Xu Jiaorong took the wrung out handkerchief, walked to the side and hung it on the rope that had been pulled a long time ago, and said softly, "I can't sleep, I heard that you are in the courtyard with a sword, so I will get up and take a look." It's hot, don't get too tired. ”

"It's okay, sweating all over my body, and feeling comfortable." Li Mo took a sip of tea and asked casually, "Has Han Wen been to the house recently?" ”

Xu Jiaorong shook her head with a smile, "That kid, with a delicate and beautiful daughter-in-law, where do you remember my old sister." I haven't been here for days. ”

Li Mo knew in his heart, too, whoever marries a fairy-like beauty like Bai Suzhen is too busy to give up half a step to a new house, right?

Since the marriage of the second elder of the Xu family, he and Xu Jiaorong moved back to the Li family. The huge Xu Mansion was left to Xu Xian and Bai Suzhen to live in.

Of course, Xiaoqing and the five ghosts naturally live in Xufu.

So for Xu Xian, Li Mo didn't have anything to worry about.

Looking at the entire Qiantang, it is estimated that no monster dares to go to Xufu to find it uncomfortable, right?

As for Xu Laowu and patriarch Xu Chenjiu, who came to blackmail the Xu Mansion last time, they also have no more stereo, it is estimated that they were embarrassed to be ugly last time, and they have not been embarrassed to come out and jump.

Li Mo was stunned, and Xu Jiaorong had already gone to the kitchen to prepare breakfast.

After dozens of failures and dozens of painful experiences that almost burned the kitchen, Xu Jiaorong finally learned to make some simple tea and rice.

Although she still cooks porridge into burnt porridge now, and occasionally can't distinguish between white sugar and refined salt, she has really improved a lot compared to the beginning.

Don't feel like you don't know anything, it's just that life hasn't had time to test you yet, really.

Soon, green smoke rose from the kitchen, and in an instant it disappeared into the dusty morning light.

After Li Mo filled the tea, Xu Jiaorong finally made breakfast.

Breakfast is very simple, a bowl of white porridge for one person, and two white eggs, nutritious without oil, healthy and fat-free.

As soon as Li Mo took two mouthfuls of porridge with white eggs, he heard the courtyard gate being slammed to the sky, "Li Tou, Li Tou?" ”