The next day, Zuo Yin still got up on time, he carefully folded the quilt, then sorted out his clothes, and came to the yard with a knife.

It's early morning, the sky is slightly bright, and there is a clean breath in the air, which makes people's brains that have just gotten up and are still a little groggy wake up.

Bai Yifeng and Bai Jing, the two brothers and sisters, because they ate and drank last night, played boxing and told interesting stories, and had too much fun, it is estimated that they will have to get up this morning, but the quiet at the moment is just right.

After Zuo Yin dispelled distracting thoughts, he began to raise his luck.

A slight flow of air began to circulate around his body, and it continued to rotate.

Like invisible blood, it carries strength to every muscle in his body.

Now Zuo Yin's practice is still the simple moves that Yang Zizhan once taught him. However, after experiencing so many battles of life and death, Zuo Yin found that these moves were simple and capable.

Let's just say that this chop, through the movement of his wrist and upper arm, he circled his head and then cut it diagonally, and after this arc, the strength and momentum of the knife increased a lot.

And he could have done this in advance, thus simplifying the movement.

Moreover, the advantage of these fragmented actions is that he is not constrained. He has also heard of the cultivation of various martial arts families, and most of them have a complete set of actions, from starting to ending, which is extremely complicated.

These actions have been modified by countless people, and the power is naturally there, but for young people, early exposure to these can effectively improve their strength, but it will also solidify their reactions to a certain extent.

Perhaps, when they are about to fight, they want to break the routine and change the movement of the knife, but thousands of times of practice make them subconsciously continue, and this separation between consciousness and instinct is very terrifying.

A moment of hesitation is the separation between life and death.

It was only at this time that Zuo Yin understood why his master Bai Changzhi came from a humble background and could become a strong man without a state of mind just by relying on himself.

It is in the realm of life and death that you gradually master the basic reactions and movements, and then on this basis, you can practice various martial arts.

Broaden your experience first, and then learn.

Just like Zuo Yin's current path, he first fought in the Cangnan Army, and then entered the lecture hall.

It's the same thing.

Without this accumulation, naturally, there is a lack of understanding.

Perception of the battle of life and death.

Zuo Yin, began to enlighten.

He stood with his knife in his hand, and in his mind, he recalled Song Junyi's "swallow thorn" yesterday, and he slowly replayed Song Junyi's movements, and then pondered those movements and footwork.

Zuo Yin's memory has always been very good, you know, he was caught by his grandfather since he was a child to learn those boring herb knowledge, in yesterday's battle, he had already remembered Song Junyi's movements,

It is naturally impossible to completely imitate it, but it is not difficult for the current Zuo Yin to imitate it.

The long knife in his hand slowly stretched back, and at the same time, his wrist was flipped, the tip of the knife was upward, his left hand was holding his right hand, and Zuo Yin slowly took a deep breath.

Immediately, a knife stabbed out.

Compared with Song Junyi, there is a little less lightness and a little more ruthlessness, which is naturally the difference in the styles of the two.

It is also the bearing of the sword.

As soon as the knife came out, Zuo Yin understood, and began to stab it with a knife, which seems to be the stupidest practice method, but in fact, the effect is also the most down-to-earth.

In this process, Zuo Yin constantly adjusted his movements slightly, so that this "swallow thorn" could fit his body and knife.

Strive for perfection.

Under the rising sun, the boy practiced the knife, and the knife was unstoppable.

Under the eaves, Bai Mo'an had already gotten up and watched Zuo Yin stab out.

Some emotion.

Young.

That's nice.

After Zuo Yin put away the knife, he saw Bai Mo'an looking at him, so he arched his hand and said, "Senior." ”

Bai Mo'an nodded, "It's a pity that there is no footwork of the Song family in Lake County." ”

Zuo Yin smiled a little bitterly, this is also something he has no choice but to do, Song Junyi's movements are easy to imitate, but the footwork of the sprint seems to be quite mysterious, and for a while, Zuo Yin can't do it.

Bai Mo'an comforted: "It's already very good to be able to do this now, I'll go to work first, and after the two of them get up in a while, let Nettle cook, I'll just eat outside." ”

Zuo Yin stood aside and watched Bai Mo'an leave the courtyard.

He hesitated for a moment, then went to the kitchen himself and tinkered inside.

After Bai Yifeng and Bai Jing got up, they each shouted that they were dying of hunger, and after washing, Bai Yifeng lifted the broom and began to clean the yard, while Bai Jing hummed a small tune softly and went to the kitchen.

There is a case!

The brother and sister leaned on the kitchen window, but saw a thin and tall figure, with his hands in front of the board, but he couldn't see what he was doing.

Zuo Yin already knew about the arrival of the two of them, and after smiling, he held two plates of cold vegetables, both of which are common vegetables in winter, and after the cold salad, he put on the hot steamed buns, which was the breakfast he made this morning.

Bai Yifeng exclaimed: "Brother, it's amazing, you know how to cook flowers and plants, how do you let some girls live?" ”

After that, Bai Yifeng gently stabbed his sister with his hand.

Bai Wei turned his head angrily and glared at Bai Yifeng, then pinched the index finger and thumb of his right hand, pretending to pinch people, and begged for mercy on his face.

Pick it up and taste it, Bai Ying's eyes immediately bent up, not to say how delicious Zuo Yin is, but in the simplicity, there is a taste of home.

Yes, the taste of home, just like the food cooked by your mother, may not be a delicacies from the mountains and seas, or a wild mushroom, but it can make you eat every day without getting tired of it, and you will think about it every day after leaving your mother.

There was a hint of nostalgia in Bai Ying's eyes.

She tilted her head, turned to Zuo Yin and said, "Thank you, Brother Zuo Yin." ”

Bai Yifeng was startled, and said to Zuo Yin in confusion: "Zuo Yin, what did you put in the meal, why is it abnormal after my sister eats it." ”

Bai Wei was so angry that he stepped on Bai Yifeng fiercely, and someone closed his mouth at this time.

Zuo Yin smiled a little and urged, "Hurry up and eat, the steamed buns will be cold in a while." ”

For convenience, the three of them gathered in the kitchen, on a low table, to solve the battle, but Bai Yifeng couldn't eat any mother's taste, but he felt that the taste of this dish was very bland, but there was a little indescribable feeling.

After the meal, Bai Yifeng wanted to drag Zuo Yin around, but unfortunately, Zuo Yin thought of tomorrow's competition, shook his head and refused.

Bai Yifeng complained: "Brother Zuo, I didn't say you, I finally came to Bian'an City, the fun things are gone, let me take you to see it, and when the time comes, it will not be so easy." ”

Zuo Yin smiled, and didn't explain, but picked up the knife, stood in the yard, and stabbed out one by one like just now, it seems that he wants to roughly master the "Yan Thorn" in tomorrow's competition!

Bai Jing grabbed Bai Yifeng and admonished: "Brother, look at Brother Zuoyin, it's going to be tested anyway, why don't you go anywhere, practice hard at home." ”

Bai Yifeng lamented: "Auntie, just one day, can you practice a bird's egg?" ”

As soon as the words fell, Bai Yi made another gesture to pinch people, and now Bai Yifeng learned to be obedient, picked up the knife and began to practice.

The movements are quite square, and it seems to have been trained.

Zuo Yin glanced at the corner of his eye, smiled lightly in his heart, and then didn't take it to heart and began to concentrate on practicing the knife.

Swallow thorn.

Busy and idle, but with inexplicable tension, such days, relaxed and short, the time of the day, just like this, passed quickly.

The next day, Zuo Yin still got up on time and began to practice knives, while Bai Yin got up almost at the same time as him, busy in the kitchen, sneaking a glance at Zuo Yin from time to time, and then quickly lowered his eyes, for fear of being discovered, the girl's heart was pounding like a deer.

When he lowered his head, what Bai Wei thought about was Zuo Yin's shot the day before yesterday, and when Bai Hao provoked, he directly slapped Bai Hao's chin.

Although she is a little rude, although she is a little bold, she just likes to be so willful.

Juvenile willful.

The girl fell in love.

Youth is such simplicity and ignorance.

After sending Bai Yifeng and Zuo Yin away, the girl squatted alone in the corner of the courtyard, looking at a vacant lot in the flower and grass bed, and her heart was happy.

That's where the seeds of the wind grass are planted.

She seemed to be able to hear, a few soft whispers, coming in the wind.