The old butler proudly raised his chin and straightened his waist, and said proudly: "Sure enough, the young master thought that the old man was old and useless. The so-called code book that you taught Hu Shan to make this big food text in the backyard is a secret incision, do you think that no one within a radius of twenty steps is unharmed? Although the old man can't hear the number of times the mosquito flappes its wings within 50 steps as he did when he was young, he can't escape the old man's ears even if the rat mates within 30 steps! It's a pity that Hu Shan, this idiot, the old man listened to the secret notes that he could memorize for half an hour, and he couldn't memorize them completely for seven days! Saying that, he seriously began to memorize the code book that Ding Yi taught Hu Shan.

Hearing him recite ten numbers, Ding Yi felt like he was going crazy and shouted, "Stop! Then he said from the bottom of his heart, "Uncle, you are awesome!" I mean, Uncle Zhong, you are really talented! "In the past, when I changed the radio code book in the special forces, it was generally a special memory, and it took five days to memorize it, and then I had to keep reviewing and using a solid memory, Hushan An ancient person could memorize most of it in seven days, Ding Yi felt so powerful, who knew that this sixty-year-old housekeeper would memorize it in half an hour...... That is, in an hour, it was worth reciting a codebook twice from beginning to end, and Uncle Zhong wrote it down.

"Are you bragging?" Ding kept getting up, he really couldn't believe it, so Uncle Zhong was not happy, Ding Yi hurriedly stopped him: "Try it now!" Saying that, Ding Yi memorized another set of radio code translations, no communication soldier in the modern army only has one set of code books, and in the special forces, the frequency of replacement is higher, Cha Ding is a sniper and a part-time communication soldier, so the code book was memorized a lot in his mind.

But Uncle Zhong really didn't brag, this time it didn't take half an hour, about forty minutes, that is, Ding just memorized it for the second time at the beginning, Uncle Zhong had raised his hand to signal him to stop, the old housekeeper and the old god were there, and he didn't hurry to pick it up directly, until he really memorized it word for word.

There are really 10,000 grass and mud horses galloping past in the center of Ding Yixin: In the end, I am a traverser? Or is Uncle Zhong the traverser?

Maybe the only thing he can comfort himself with is that Uncle Zhong is also on his side, no matter what he says.

"Look down on the old man? Hmph, boy, you're still young! How could the old man be the only candidate to be selected as the juzi, what is surprising about the skill of memorization? You can hear you talking thirty paces away, amazing? If you can't do this, if you listen to the sound in the dark? Have you ever thought that Xingtian Weishenme chose to volley in a place like the narrow alley at the back door, which obviously did not fit his figure? The water in the rivers and lakes is very deep, young master! ”

Xingtian ambushed in the narrow alley, although it limited his own play, but to a greater extent limited the play of a killer character like Uncle Zhong, because he could not hide his figure in the crowd, could not stab a fatal knife at an incredible angle, could not arrange traps, and could not lay mechanisms...... can only have a hard-fought head-on confrontation, and Uncle Zhong in his prime may be able to take it, but now he knows very well that he can't hold up this kind of confrontation, and Xingtian is obviously also clear. Uncle Zhong seems to be extremely concerned about this, otherwise he would not have specifically mentioned it at this time.

As soon as Dante heard him say this, his psychology was balanced, and anyone who knew a little about Chinese history knew that he was the leader of the Mo faction. Legend is good at the study of the machine, this school founded by Mozi has declined after the Warring States period, to the Western Han Dynasty, but also because of the Han Wu Emperor's exclusive Confucian policy, the Mo family is more and more out of people's field of vision, and the Mo family itself that kind of hard training, strict rules and noble thoughts, can be so hard to cultivate the people are also very few, so the Western Han Dynasty basically lost their traces. Later, it is said that the Zuihou generation appeared in the late Qing Dynasty, resisted and perished, and the truth and falsehood of it is not something that Ding Yi can know.

But a school that has been handed down from the Spring and Autumn Period and can be compared with Confucianism, no matter how declining it is, as long as it still exists, then its scale and strength must not be underestimated, and the White Lotus Sect is such an example. Uncle Zhong just said that he was the only candidate for Juzi back then, and Ding Yi was balanced, and it was inconceivable for an ordinary person to KO a heavyweight boxing champion; A Sanda king KO heavyweight champion is much more acceptable.

"Then why didn't you go to be a good guy?" Ding Yi couldn't help but ask the doubts in his heart.

"When the old man was young, he had no habits, only to kill people, and kill slowly. This did not match the Mo family, so he broke out of the door. "Uncle Zhong is also frank, and Ding has been frowning when he hears it, what kind of person is this? It's perverted enough to kill people and set fires in his life, this one likes to kill people slowly...... What a perverted serial killer living in Daming!

But after all, since the crossing, this old man is still extremely concerned about himself, for example, when facing Xingtian, Uncle Zhong subconsciously blocked in front of Ding Yi and told him to go first, which moved Ding Yi very much, Uncle Zhong is not a symbol, but a person with flesh and blood and his own life and independent will, when a person can give up his life to win survival for himself, so if he is still indifferent, he can become a monk, so his brain has jumped out of the five elements and is not in the Three Realms.

Ding Yi changed the topic: "What Uncle Zhong means is that you were restrained by seven or eight horse poles at that time, and you still have the means to use it?" ”

"Nonsense!" Uncle Zhong lowered his head suddenly, and three crossbow arrows shot out from his back, nailing them into the wall to a depth of an inch, but he heard the old butler say again, "Can they restrain the old man?" Absurd! Saying that, he bent his elbow, and two sharp blades popped out, if he had a rope on his body at this time, it would be no difficulty to cut it, but he heard Uncle Zhong snort coldly again, "The young master won't say that there are still three bows and crossbows, right?" With that, two thin blades broke out of the shoes, accurately cutting off the tassels of the scroll on the wall.

"Zuihou is a crossbow, Ruyu can handle it." Uncle Zhong walked over with an expressionless face, put away those blades and crossbow arrows, but said to Ding Yi, "You taught Hu Shan to find Wang Mountain, but it was clear that the carriage and horse were going to refuse to salute him, even if Wang Mou remembered the old love of the year, he couldn't take care of you all the time, and how long could this old love last?" A year? Two years? When Wang feels that he has repaid the old love of the year, Wang Shan wants to clean you up, what should you do? ”

A year? Half a year is enough. This is also the reason why Weishenme Ding dared to let Hu Shan find Wang Shan, Wang Shan is a guy who will die in half a year. For most of the year, according to the current situation, Ding Yi feels that the possibility of turning his face is almost negligible. It's a pity that this can't be said to Uncle Zhong.

"Uncle Zhong is extremely right, it is Ding Yi who is reckless." Ding Yi bowed to the old butler in a proper manner, and said with a smile, "Uncle Zhong, you haven't shown your skills in front of me, how did I know that you have so many means?" It's better to teach me and Hu Shan a few of them if you have time, so you can have some self-defense skills. ”

"You don't want to learn this!" Uncle Zhong categorically refused, "This is a small technique in the rivers and lakes, the array is in front, his mother's one hundred and ten guns are stabbed together, and one hundred and ten knives are slashed together, and the arrows raised by the son of a dog are covered like clouds...... What's the deal with these gadgets? It's you who are teaching Hu Shan those things, Fang is the real ability in the battle array. Young master, tell the truth to the old slave, where did you learn this skill? It's the secret mark of this big food text, and I haven't heard of such a subtle thing when I was messing around in the Mo family......"

"Uncle Zhong, can you promise me that I will never spread the word?"

The old housekeeper nodded, and Ding Yi asked him to come over with his ear, and said with a low smile: "Wu Mu's suicide note." ”

Originally, Ding Yi thought that the old housekeeper would slap him on the head because of this joke, but who knew that the old housekeeper was stupid when he heard it, and only nodded after a while: "It should be like this, it should be like this, when it is Yue Wumu, who advocates the strength of the army like water, Fang Zi may have created a method that can also practice soldiers from walking manners, farming and stacking quilts." Poor Yue Wumu, a masterpiece of a generation, wants to ...... on Niutou Mountain back then"

"Uncle Zhong, don't talk about "Say Yue", okay?" Ding Yi couldn't cry or laugh, it seems that there is something that can't be explained in the future, and he can just push it directly on Yue Fei and his old man. I didn't think of a joke, but Uncle Zhong actually believed it, and he knew that his brain was making up to prove it......

At this time, Uncle Zhong's face turned cold, and he made a gesture to Ding Yi, signaling that someone was coming, and then he listened to the hurried footsteps of Liu Tie, the second steward of the outer courtyard, and the male duck voice of the young man's voice change: "Master, Uncle Zhong, Lord Ansha of Shuntian Mansion is waiting at the door, saying that he is coming to ask Uncle Zhong and his old man to say goodbye!" Sir, change your clothes, such a big official has passed the mansion, why do we have to open the middle door to greet it! "After all, an official of this level came to visit the home of a Xiucai, if this is an ordinary Xiucai, it must be regarded as a matter of honoring the ancestors.

"No need." Ding Yi shook his head, opening the middle door to greet this Sha Zhizhong is not necessarily a good thing, people are afraid that they don't want to publicize and go to the house in person, at that moment Ding Yi said to Uncle Zhong, "Why don't I accompany you out to meet this Shuntian Mansion Sha Zhizhong Sha Lord?" ”

"The old slave won't go out." The old housekeeper beat his waist, accompanied by a few muffled coughs of the elderly, as if the scorched yellow leaves were about to break when the wind blew, and even beckoned to Liu Tie and said, "Little Liuzi, come, give the old man a beating on the back!" Liu Tie knew Uncle Zhong's status in the mansion, so he naturally climbed up the pole and immediately came over, but heard the old housekeeper say to Ding Yi again, "I'm old, I don't want to see people, so I'd better ask the young master to deal with it." ”

Ding Yi shook his head again, he could only walk out without saying a word, I just didn't know who was still venting, saying that he could still use the knife, and he could still straddle the horse, what rivers and lakes where could he go? Gotcha, it's old again in the blink of an eye? It's said that it's old, it's really fast, it's really casual......――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――

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