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It's late at night!

It was drizzling outside.

Although it has entered spring, the rainy night in Qu County is still cold, even colder than the cold winter season.

Liu Chuang sat on the thick cushion, and looked at a roll of broken bamboo slips in the light of the charcoal fire in the fire pit. There is no title on the bamboo slip, but the content in it, it can be guessed that this should be a military book. But what exactly is a military book? Liu Chuang didn't know. After all, he was just an ordinary civil servant in his previous life, and even if he flew all over the world, he didn't have much interest.

The book of war was given to Liu Chuang by Zhu Hai, and it is said that he inadvertently obtained it when he traveled in his early years.

Fortunately, in his previous life, he did propaganda work, and Liu Chuang was not too unfamiliar with ancient Chinese characters. In these days, reading is not a simple matter, due to various reasons, most of the books are monopolized by the family, and ordinary people want to read, it is also very troublesome.

There is no entertainment at night, and there is only such a fragment of a military book to kill time.

Liu Chuang read the book for a while, and his sleepiness swelled up, so he fell on the couch and fell asleep.

This night, I slept soundly.

Liu Chuang didn't know how long he slept until he was woken up by a sound.

The windows were still dark, and the coals in the fire were extinguished...... It was not yet dawn, and the house was dark. Turning over and sitting up, he only heard a muffled thunderous sound from outside the house, which immediately aroused Liu Chuang's curiosity. He got up in his clothes, climbed into his clogs, walked to the door, and pulled it open.

The rain has stopped.

But there's still a bit of a chill......

Liu Chuang shuddered, looked outside the house, and saw a black shadow dancing in the courtyard.

Zhu Hai was shirtless, wielding a big sword, practicing martial arts in the night. The movement of his body was not fast, but the big knife in his hand danced into a ball of light. With each swing of the knife, there was a dull thunderous sound. The knife aura was overflowing, and Liu Chuang could feel it when he stood behind the door.

After about a cup of tea, Zhu Hai put away his knife and stood.

Turning his head and seeing Liu Chuang standing at the door, he didn't show surprise, but put the big knife against the wall and washed himself.

Only then did Liu Chuang have a chance to see this big knife clearly.

Zhu Hai's knife is about eight feet long, that is, 185 centimeters long.

Standing up, it is almost close to Liu Chuang's height, almost to the position of his nose. The handle of the knife is about three feet long, and the head is a large ring. The blade is more than five feet long and about a slap wide. The large knife is opened on one side, the back of the knife is about one finger thick, and the knife edge shows a streamlined arc, and the cold is pressing.

Chopping the horse? The Sword?

Liu Chuang was a little curious, and couldn't help but reach out and pick up the big knife.

As soon as the knife was in his hands, he gasped.

It's so heavy!

Liu Chuang's axe is specially built and weighs forty-eight pounds. But after this knife was in his hands, it was even more pressing than the axe, and it was estimated to be heavier than his own big axe.

"This knife is called Jiazi Sword, and it weighs sixty-three catties."

Liu Chuang almost vomited a mouthful of blood when he heard this.

Sixty-three pounds?

The sixty-three catties mentioned by Zhu Hai are definitely not the weights and measures of later generations, but the weights and measures of the late Eastern Han Dynasty. Liu Chuang has read some related articles, one catty in the Han Dynasty is about equal to one catty and six taels in later generations. The so-called half a catty and eight taels roughly comes from this.

Isn't a sixty-three pound Jiazi sword a hundred pounds?

My God, Zhu Hai's strength is really amazing......

However, according to legend, Master Guan's Qinglong Yanyue Knife weighs eighty-two catties, doesn't it weigh more than a hundred catties? Liu Chuang looked at this big knife, and somehow remembered Master Guan's Qinglong Yanyue Knife in his mind. His eyes inadvertently swept over the knife edge, and he was suddenly stunned, and asked curiously: "Uncle Hai, why don't you repair this knife edge?" ”

On the knife edge, there are two or three inconspicuous notches.

When Zhu Hai heard this, his face changed slightly, he snatched the big knife from Liu Chuang's hand, and after hesitating, he said softly: "Keep it, so that every time I see it, I will be vigilant." Once upon a time, I thought I was invincible in the world, but I didn't know that I was defeated at the hands of one person.

That was the time when I almost lost my life......

Forget it, it's all in the past.

Da Xiong, you are born with divine powers, and your uncle has worked hard for you since he was a child, and he has taught you the best kung fu in the world. But don't let that lead to arrogance. You need to know that there is a heaven outside this day, and there are people outside the world. Uncle Hai, I just suffered from sitting in the well and watching the sky......"

There is a story!

Liu Chuang's brain teaser turned sharply, and from Zhu Hai's words, he heard a different meaning.

Uncle Hai is probably not an ordinary person, he is a martial artist, but he would rather stay in this small Qu County, he must have suffered some blow.

But Zhu Hai didn't say it, and Liu Chuang didn't want to ask.

"Da Xiong will also practice martial arts diligently in the future, and don't be arrogant.

It's a pity that I can't find the craftsman who made this Jiazi sword in the first place, otherwise I would have made it for you. I will pass on your eight-style killing method, you have to practice it well, and in the future, my Jiazi sword can only be used by you. However, your uncle's kung fu is a hundred times better than mine. You should still use guns as the main thing, and knives as supplements, and you will definitely surpass me and your uncle in the future. ”

Gun?

In Liu Chuang's mind, the heavy stick in the room suddenly flashed.

Could it be that the stick is the 'gun' that Zhu Hai said?

Scratching his head, he agreed.

At this time, the sky revealed the white light of the fish belly, Zhu Hai took out the leftover beef soup from last night from the room, heated it for a while, and then served the wheat cake as breakfast. Originally, most people in this era did not have breakfast habits. But because the three men in the family are all martial arts practitioners, they also attach great importance to food. Zhu Hai mediated the contradiction between Shilipo and Yushan Township yesterday and got a hind leg. finally took care of the breakfast of the two.

"Uncle Hai, I want to take a trip to Yilu Township today."

"What are you doing in Iro?"

Liu Chuang opened his mouth, but he didn't know how to explain.

After all, he helped Huang Zhao deliver the message, which was a bit unjustifiable, and Zhu Hai might not agree.

Fortunately, Zhu Hai didn't dig too deep, and after asking, he spoke again: "Okay, I'll have someone send the car over later, you can drive over." Originally, I was planning to go to Yilu Township, but yesterday Shilipo and Yushan Township had a fight, and the county asked me to accompany him on another trip today...... You can go to Yilu on my behalf, send the things to the salt water beach, and give them to a man named Pei Shao, and save me from running again." ”

"Good!"

Liu Chuang didn't ask Zhu Hai what he wanted him to send, but only remembered Pei Shao's name.

After breakfast, Zhu Hai rushed to the county government Yingmao.

Liu Chuang rested at home for a while when he heard the sound of carriages and horses outside the door.

An errand officer drove a large cart to the door, and the horse in the cart was an old horse, which looked rather thin. In these years, people can't eat enough, so how can they make horses eat well? Two boxes were stacked on top of the cart and fastened to the cart with ropes.

"Does Uncle Hai have any other orders?"

"I didn't have any instructions, just told you to go early and come back early, don't delay on the way."

Liu Chuang nodded, agreed, and took the reins.

After the errand left, Liu Chuang picked up again, and then led the horse to prepare for the road. As soon as he jumped on the wheels and picked up the whip, he heard the sound of horses' hooves in the distance. Looking at the sound of hooves, I saw that in the morning sun, a white horse galloped from a distance, and in the blink of an eye, it arrived in front of the carriage, blocking Liu Chuang's way.

"Silly bear, where are you going?"

The crisp voice made Liu Chuang stunned, and then a sincere smile appeared on his face.

"San Niangzi, I'm about to go to Iru...... Is this the horse you're talking about? ”

The one who sat upright immediately was the elk.

I saw her head tied in a horse bun, wearing an emerald green Zen robe, and a moon-white hakama, which looked particularly pretty.

After a night's work, Elk's love seemed to have improved, and with a bright smile on his face, he pointed at Liu Chuang with a horsewhip, and said a little proudly: "Yes, what do you think?" ”

The white horse should not be very old, and he looks mighty.

The old horse that Liu Chuang pulled the cart was even bigger, and it was obviously a rare BMW horse.

Liu Chuang couldn't help but show envy, nodded and said, "It's really a good horse." ”

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