How fast can a person go under the knife?

Wei Changpan often thinks like this when he rubs the handle of his sword, as a three-story martial artist, compared with the soldiers who are slightly stronger than ordinary people, even if he learns the knife technique from Zhou Dang, he is still half-baked, and the difference between the two is still cloudy and mud.

Martial arts and ordinary people are enemies, just like a strong man holding a child, and he is not half a threat.

The general office of Wuhe Dart Bureau in Jinju is located in Jinju State City and Yuancheng, hundreds of years of time accumulation, even if there are decades of ups and downs during the period, Wuhe Dart Bureau is still one of the best Jianghu righteous sects in Jinju and even the whole Jinju, and the reputation of darts is also excellent. However, in recent years, Dayao Haiyan Qingping, Guotai and Min'an, the number of bodyguards required has gradually decreased, and the master of Wuhe Dart Bureau is also active, and the people of the North are more martial, and there are so many skilled martial arts dart masters under their hands, which can come in handy.

On the way back to Jinzhou, the dart head Zhang Bashun was cautious everywhere, and the dart flag of the Wuhe Dart Bureau should be played, if it was to the boundary where there was no friendship, he would rather take some long roads than take the slightest risk, so when the cart team arrived at the General Bureau of Jinzhou Wuhe Dart Bureau, it had fallen two snows.

Wei Changpan, who was shivering from the cold in the cart, tried his best to snort hot air into his palms, and he didn't care about how to figure out what to do with the knife. The hand that was frozen to the pale knuckles gradually became conscious, tucked the thick big puff that he bought on the road, and moved his butt a little closer to the small stove in the center of the carriage, but he couldn't help it, and after sneezing, then the second and third, one after another.

A black and shiny wine sac was stuffed under Wei Changpan's nose, he shivered and stretched out his hand to take off the wine sac stopper, and poured a big mouthful into his mouth.

This sip of wine poured into the stomach and intestines, and after a while, I felt a heat spread all over the limbs, and in the blink of an eye, it warmed up, and the miserable white cheeks were a little more ruddy.

"When you get to the dart game, you don't have to suffer this living sin anymore. Gu Shengyang, an old man with a beard more than half a foot long, took the wine bag handed back by Wei Changpan and said with a smile.

All the way from Suzhou to Jinzhou, Wei Changpan was a little estranged from Wu and the dart masters of the dart bureau earlier, and later became familiar with a piece of butt paper Dule scored in half, he and the dart head Zhang Bashun both saw in their eyes, and the hidden worries that originally had in their hearts were gone, and in the end, Wei Changpan, who really couldn't bear the bitter cold of Jinzhou, didn't even respect the wine, relying on these two sip of bad wine to keep out the cold, and practiced half a catty of wine, which was an accident.

"The head of the dart is not as good as the clerk of the Suzhou branch. Zhang Bashun, who was extremely tired but still had a strong spirit, took out a knife of more than an inch to shave his face, and said while scraping, "If you really can't fool us, even if it is on our heads, we are all people who want to retreat anyway, and the big deal is that the pension money of the dart game is not the same." ”

Wu and the head of the dart bureau, these days Wei Changpan has a rough outline in his heart, a tall old man who looks majestic, with white beard and white hair, standing with his hands in his hands, his eyes are like lightning, his voice is like thunder, and he has to shake three times when he stomps his feet and the ground in Jinzhou....

The head of the dart is not that kind of person, when he talked to Gu Shengyan in private, the latter laughed and said, but when he asked carefully, he couldn't tell the reason, he only said that he knew it when he arrived in Jinju.

Looking out through the gap in the curtain of the carriage, the wheels of the cart were crushed in the deep snow, and the groom did not go to whip the horse, allowing it to drag the cart slowly in the snow, and it was not as fast as Wei Changpan's walking in the past.

An hour and a half later, Wei Changpan jumped down from the cart in a trembling manner, and stood in the compound of the Wuhe Dart Bureau, when several tightly wrapped people came out of the house, said hello to the group, and before they could say a few more words, they all trotted to the house.

"On the kang. Zhang Bashun threw aside the dogskin jacket he was wearing and beckoned Wei Changpan.

After untying the big cock on his body, he sat on a platform as high as his waist, and as soon as his butt was moved up, Wei Changpan's face changed a little, and this burning platform was very much.... Hot butt.

He looked around, and saw that several dart masters around him were all comfortable and comfortable, half lying on this platform, half squinting, and his mouth was slurred and he didn't know what to say. Wei Changpan originally thought that it would be okay to survive this while, but he didn't think that it would take a long time, and the heat under his body not only did not lessen by half a point, but became hotter and hotter.

"Dayao southerners, the first time they came to Jinzhou in the north, they really can't get used to our hot kang here. Zhang Bashun turned over and got up from the kang and put a soft thing under his buttocks, Wei Changpan realized the benefits of this thing at this time, and moaned with comfort from the heart in his endless teeth.

The bitter cold in the north of Dayao was read by Wei Changpan when he read Lao Xiucai's old books when he was in Qingshan Town, but he didn't know how much it was, when he was in the cart, he took out all his clothes and draped them on his body, or he caught a cold and suffered from the cold, and he had to rely on strong wine to drive away the cold, so that he could withstand the hundreds of miles from Suzhou to Jinzhou.

When I got up at night, I went out to pee, and the effort of lifting my pants froze, even on a cold day in Jiangzhou, Wei Changpan had never seen such a situation, his bare cheeks, ears and hands were cracked, oozing blood, and it hurt when he got wet, and after applying the ointment that Gu Sheng bought, he went to get a felt hat and a pair of sheepskin gloves from the dart master, and the chapped skin and flesh were better.

"Two mouthfuls?"

The person nearby handed over a small copper kettle, Wei Changpan didn't take it and knew that most of it was wine, the prohibition of alcohol was not allowed outside, and when we arrived at Wuhe Dart Bureau, we always had to open our stomachs to two cups, and the dart masters brought by Zhang Bashun also took the warm wine pots and bowls, and it was not yet time to eat, so it was not bad to have a drink or two bites.

I wanted to politely decline the person's kindness, but when Wei Changpan saw that the person who handed the wine pot was an elderly man, he knew that this was most likely an old man who was highly respected in the dart game, and he was a person who had to be respected by all darts for three points, so he didn't dare to slack off, took the wine jug with both hands, unscrewed the lid of the wine jug and smelled the aroma of wine, and then handed it back with both hands after drinking, smashing his mouth, and felt that it was very different from the taste of the five cents of silver in the old Gu Gu Shengyang's wine bag that could fill a wine bag with bad wine, so he sincerely praised: "Good wine." ”

Looking at the old man carefully, he couldn't see the style clearly in a tattered sheepskin robe, sitting cross-legged on the kang with two dirty feet, and there was no word with the people around him, all of them were some local dialects of Jinzhou, Wei Changpan couldn't even understand one or two words, so he could only stare there, and he couldn't speak.

"The little doll whose hometown is in Jiangzhou is not yet the age of the crown, and your elders are relieved that you will travel to Suzhou alone, and there is no one to escort you. ”

The old man finally changed the Jinzhou dialect to the official dialect of Dayao, and when he saw that the copper wine pot was empty, he propped himself up and leaned against the wall behind him, and then reached out and grabbed a peanut from the small table on the kang, peeled it and put it in his mouth.

When this question, which had been asked by many people, was brought up by this old man again, Wei Changpan suddenly felt bored.

Yes, yes, Master, Master, the senior brothers of the Zhang family and Uncle Dashi in Qishan County are dead, you ask over and over again....

Interesting?

"Who said that you can't travel in the rivers and lakes before you reach the crown? Who said that you can't come out to roam without a guard?

When the old man saw Wei Changpan say that, he actually staggered and stood up on the kang, and hurriedly beckoned to the dart head Zhang Bashun and said: "Xiao Shunzi, quickly pull this kid down, don't trample on this kang when the time comes!"

When the dart was called a dart head by the dart master, he was greeted by the dart head of his peers and even the master of the dart game in the dart game, and he was called "Xiao Shunzi" at this time, and there was not much shame in the almost joking title, but he got up silently and pulled Wei Changpan back to the kang who seemed to say something, and he didn't say anything.

"It's a chick who can't drink, if you pour him two more sips, maybe you will even tell you about stealing the girl's belly pocket a few times. The old man saw the two blushes on Wei Changpan's face, rolled his eyes and said, "Boy, the Tao of wine is still lacking in cultivation." ”

Jinju's spirits are not easy for people from other states to get used to, but when you want to change the drink, you can't get used to it.

Wei Changpan only felt dizzy, the strength of the wine went to his head, coupled with the fatigue of the boat and car these days, he didn't wait for a few more words to refute, he tilted his head and fell asleep on the kang, and after a while, a slight snoring sounded sound, and he was asleep.

The old man leaning against the wall covered his chest and coughed, and the dart master who was still drinking and chatting next to him immediately turned over and beat his back, while the other person brought a spittoon, accompanied by two gurgling sounds in his throat, and spit out a mouthful of sticky yellow old phlegm.

"This is the person you are looking for? Xiao Shunzi's vision has always been mediocre, but there are still times when there is a flash of inspiration. ”

The sloppy old man spit out this mouthful of sticky phlegm, relieved his breath, and said to Zhang Bashun, who slowly laid Wei Changpan flat on the kang, while throwing the empty copper wine pot to the people on the side.

It's a little guy with a lot of secrets in his belly, he stroked the white whiskers on his chin and forehead, and said in his heart.

However, the words of Jianghu Erlang Jianghu died had an appetite for him.