Bao Yuanqian and the others went out of the city very familiarly and found Brother Gao's home.

Not far from home, it is a mile from the edge of the city, on the south bank of the river in the south of the Lai River, on the edge of a farmland.

The two walked through the farmland and sighed lightly when they saw that the Gao family's farmland had indeed been uncultivated for several days.

Passed through the fence and entered the house.

I saw that the house was a little old, but not dilapidated.

A solid wood table, two wooden beds, an old man is lying on his back, and several large wooden cabinets are used for storage, at least it should be much stronger than his own home.

Presumably, when Brother Gao was here, the family was not bad, but now that the pillars have fallen, the rest is to sit and eat.

"Big Bag Brothers... Little Bag Brothers? There was a person walking in the house, and it was the tall sister-in-law with a sad face.

At this time, the tall sister-in-law was cooking in the kitchen, and when she saw the two entering, she welcomed the two in.

Bao Yuanqian looked at the food on the stove, but it was a hodgepodge of porridge mixed with beans, and the family was indeed about to see the bottom.

A child came running, it was Brother Gao's child, and Bao Butong was playing with the child.

"Big bag brother .....", the tall sister-in-law looked gloomy, not knowing what to say.

Bao Yuanqian put down the package and took out the silver ingots, a total of ten pieces, each ten taels and placed them in front of the table so brightly.

"What is this?" , Sister-in-law Gao looked at the silver, her eyes widened, and she couldn't believe it.

"This is what Brother Gao got back from the customs this time, we sold it, I think this silver is enough for Uncle Gao to treat his illness and let the Gao family tide over this difficulty."

Sister-in-law Gao was stunned for a moment, touched the silver ingot on the table sluggishly, and suddenly broke down emotionally and said: "It is said that he is popular and famous in the old Gao army, but those are all flattery." It's really happening, but it's still you two brothers who help our orphans and widows, woo..."

Bao Yuanqian probably also understood that she should have begged many "friends" who had a good relationship with Big Brother Gao these days, but to no avail, and finally found herself.

Bao Yuanqian said in his heart that this world is impermanent, and everything is not up to people.

.......

Coming out of Brother Gao's house, the two looked back at each other, and the tall sister-in-law with tears on her face waved her hand to let her go back to the house.

The reason why he said that was just because he didn't want Sister-in-law Gao to have a problem in her heart, so he lied that it was Brother Gao's thing.

Gao's sister-in-law pulled Xiao Gao to kowtow to the two brothers several times, but was stopped.

Even Uncle Gao on the bed struggled to get out of bed and kowtow, which made Bao Yuanqian's heart feel uncomfortable.

Bao Yuanqian walked on the road, and couldn't help but sigh in this world, who would have thought that a family struggling in a desperate situation would be reborn just because of a string of beads that he snatched?

And in the eyes of the upstream characters, this string of beads is just a random thing.

"Zhumen's wine and meat stink, and there are frozen bones on the road." , Bao Yuanqian sighed, after this matter was dealt with, his heart was a little more relieved.

"Brother, what kind of pig door, does the meat stink when the pig dies?"

Bao Yuanqian's face was full of black lines, and he glared at Bao Bu.

As soon as he thought of doing that thing, he kicked him in the ass and said, "I told you Bao Butong, today you made your brother lose fifty taels of silver for nothing!" ”

"Do you know what these fifty taels are, your brother Jiang won't earn more than twenty taels a year in the yamen!"

Bao Butong counted with his fingers, counted again, and still didn't understand.

"Go, go, brother, I'm going to split trees in the south of the city, and you go home by yourself."

Bao Yuanqian divided the remaining 80 taels of silver into three parts, took 20 taels and put them in a blanket, and the remaining 60 taels were carried home with the sheepskin.

Forty taels of them were given to Uncle Bao, so that he could improve his home and buy more furniture, and the rest was Bao Butong's money.

He told him that this was a large amount of money, and many old farmers would never see dozens of taels of silver in their lifetime.

The two brothers entered the city to say goodbye, and Bao Yuanqian rushed to the poplar forest in the south of the city and cut a full 800 knives before stopping.

Yesterday, the two brocade guards were disrupted, and today they were full of 800 knives, their arms were sore, and the sun had already set when they entered the city.

..........

At night, Bao Yuanqian returned to his home, lay on the bunk and looked at the starry sky outside the window, thinking that he had been in the customs for more than ten days.

This injury healed very quickly, and he must have returned to the guard barracks soon.

It's just that.... He is a member of the Sentinel Cavalry Battalion, and the missing Gao Da Ge and his group are also from the Sentinel Cavalry Battalion.

Brother Gao has some friends and popularity in the sentry camp, but why didn't anyone go to help after Brother Gao had an accident?

I was worried that I would be blamed by my comrades in the army when I returned to the camp because of the disappearance of Brother Gao.

However, in the past few days, they have not moved, but they have given a huge amount of money to the orphans and widows of the Gao family.

In this way, when you return to the camp in the future, you will be able to have a clear conscience when others ask you.

I was thinking about it, but I heard a sound outside the house.

Bao Yuanqian was quite alert, turned over, and pulled out the long knife next to him to look at the courtyard.

"Yuan Qian, come out." , but it was Bao Shilie's voice.

I saw Bao Shilie drop a sentence and go out with his things.

Bao Yuanqian didn't understand why Uncle Bao let him out so late, but he followed closely.

In this northwest night, it was cold and tight, Bao Yuanqian got dressed and went out, but saw Uncle Bao waiting for him in Pingba, surrounded by a forest outside the house.

Bao Yuanqian muttered in his heart, this was the original place where Uncle Bao practiced, but now he hasn't been here for a long time.

He entered the woods and came to an open place, but saw Uncle Bao holding a one-meter-two-three long Pu knife in his hand, looking at him under the moonlight.

"Uncle Bao, what are you?"

Bao Shilie ignored his words and said to himself: "I went to split the tree again today?" ”

Bao Yuanqian listened to it, and his heart was Bao Butong this stinky boy again! But he still nodded weakly, and he confessed his guilt.

Bao Shilie sighed and said, "You're too old, I can't control you anymore." ”

"Uncle Bao, I was wrong..."

Bao Shilie shook his head when he heard this, and didn't seem to blame Bao Yuanqian.

He just looked at the Pu knife in his hand and said softly: "Some kung fu can be accumulated by quantity, and some kung fu can't be accumulated by stupid methods." ”

Bao Yuanqian's face flushed, knowing what Uncle Bao was talking about.

Bao Shilie said: "Today I saw you go to the poplar forest to split trees, I looked down for a while, and found that you don't know the essentials of the knife. ”

Bao Yuanqian sweated profusely, it turned out that when he was splitting the tree by himself, Uncle Bao was cating on the side!? I didn't even notice it....

When Ying Hao and Kou Shicheng were cats, they all found out, and today they kept an eye on it, carefully perceiving the vicinity but not noticing anyone.

He was worried in his heart, it seemed that Uncle Bao said that Ying Hao's martial arts were mediocre, but it was understandable, which was a high judgment compared to it.

"Since you're in such a hurry to learn the kung fu of the blade, let's start tonight." , Bao Shilie's eyes were like torches, looking at Bao Yuanqiandao.

Bao Yuanqian was overjoyed, he didn't expect Uncle Bao to teach him these skills tonight, and he couldn't help but feel sleepy.

"But the ugly words are said in the front, what I pass on to you is the skill of the sword, not what you think is a profound martial art, don't expect too much."

Bao Shilie saw that Bao Yuanqian was excited, so he poured a basin of cold water.

Bao Yuanqian didn't understand what he meant, so Bao Shilie explained: "Martial arts, the world has become accustomed to being called together, but its martial arts and martial arts are not the same thing. If the muscles and bones are strong, the force is strong, and the force is strong and can open the stele and crack the stone. ”

"You are already twenty-three, your muscles and bones have already grown, and you have missed the innate skill, if you go to practice the so-called skill again, it will be too late. Therefore, what I teach is the acquired martial arts, and teach you the art of martial arts, so that you can make up for the dead, and it will not be too bad. ”

The first time Bao Yuanqian heard someone say this, he was still a little puzzled.

Bao Shilie laughed lightly, and suddenly exerted all his strength, and slapped his palm on the stone pier on the side, making a muffled sound.

Suddenly, I saw that the stone pier cracked from the palm cover, spread out the Dao cracks, split apart, and immediately scattered to the ground.

"It's called gong."

Bao Yuanqian was taken aback, his heart was such a hard stone pier, and he had to knock it a few times with a hammer before it moved, this Uncle Bao's old and rough hands seemed to have the power of a thousand dragons, could it be that he was not flesh and blood?

I saw Uncle Bao lifting the Pu knife with both hands, the figure of the rabbit was falling up, and the Pu knife was dancing in the forest, Uncle Bao's knife technique was fast and ruthless, and the blade shook at the place of force, making a "buzz" sound, and its strength was very fierce.

The Pu knife was waved in Bao Shilie's hand, and the knife was as fast as a streamer, flickering.

Bao Yuanqian tried hard to squeeze his eyes, but he couldn't see the number of knives in his hand clearly, as if he had chopped a knife himself, and Uncle Bao could cut more than a dozen knives, and every time the blade of the knife was swung, it brought a phantom.

From movement to quietness, Pu Dao waved his hand in an instant, and Bao Shilie snorted softly.

Bao Shilie's knife technique is like thunder to restrain anger, and it is like a river and sea condensing clear light.

I saw that the branches of the trees in the forest were not damaged, and the leaves on them all fell off and scattered all over the ground.

"This... It's called Take! ”

"Practicing the skills of the blade to the extreme can also make people look sideways."

Bao Yuanqian looked at the leaves in this place, and the incisions were neat.

Obviously, Uncle Bao cut it off with a knife, but with so many blades, Uncle Bao cut them all in just a few swings.

Could it be that his eyes are too slow to keep up with Uncle Bao's knife speed. I only saw Uncle Bao wielding a few knives, but I didn't know that Uncle Bao had already swung dozens of knives?

He has only now learned this uncle's martial arts, and in the past, he only knew that his skills were extraordinary, but he never opened his eyes.

Now this bare hand gravel, sword light and leaf shadow, can be called the heroic hero in the novel.

But such a person is not in the book, but in front of his own eyes!

Bao Shilie stroked his beard and smiled, "Although you can kill people, you may not be able to understand the secret of its vastness." ”

"That Ying Hao has been in Suzhou Wei for many years and is an expert in martial arts since he was a child. Not only is you good at playing a single knife, but you have been practicing hard since childhood, and you have suffered a loss in his hands, but you are not wronged. ”

Bao Yuanqian was a little annoyed and regretful when he heard this.

I was annoyed why didn't I let Uncle Bao teach me a few years earlier, but unfortunately the former owner of this body was also so uninterested in martial arts, otherwise he would not be a skill like Ying Hao now?

Seeing Bao Yuanqian's remorse, Bao Shilie said: "Why bother to be self-indulgent, you only need to learn one and a half moves from me, if you meet an expert like Ying Hao in the future, and then think of three moves and two ways to take you down, I'm afraid it won't be so easy." ”