When I arrived at Lin Manliu's shop, the woman in black stared at the shop carefully, it was okay to look at it from a distance before, but now it is really inconspicuous to see the shops on the edge of the city, it is really small It is really difficult to do a good job, and I observed that there are some wine shops and restaurants next door.

After looking at it, the woman in black said to the short-shirted young man: "Your shop is too small, is there any open place to find a wooden stick or something, and I will say hello to your mother first, and I will teach you some means of self-defense." The short-shirted young man looked at the woman in black looking around, looked at the shop at home and then looked at his clothes and said, "Let's come into the house with me first, my mother also thanked you, and I will also go to pick up a wooden root, wait a while."

Without waiting for the woman in black to answer, the young man in the short shirt walked into the house, and the woman in black looked at the back of the child, like herself who had never gone down the mountain before, how could she make her own decisions, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but curve an arc. The woman in black followed the short-shirted boy into the house and saw his mother, Mother Lin was about to get up and thank her when she saw her, but she waved her hand to stop, and the young man introduced to his mother that this was the good guy who gave him the broken silver that day, and his sister saved his life today.

"I don't know what the girl calls ......" Mother Lin looked at the woman in black with concern on her face.

"Uh... Under the surname Ye, the name should be heard, and he is also a person from southern Xinjiang, but he has been away for many years, and he passed through Fengcheng on the way home these days." The woman in black hurriedly responded, but the name really didn't look like a woman.

"Thank you, Miss Ye, for saving my child, he is disobedient and will only run around and cause trouble to Miss Ye every day, it really shouldn't be, I can't compensate you," his mother said apologetically. Lin Manliu saw that this atmosphere might be maintained until the end of the conversation, and said: "Miss Ye said that she will teach me some self-defense methods later, so that I can protect my mother from being bullied in the future, and my mother can rest assured that I will not read it well, I will definitely study this hard."

Mother Lin could only sigh when she looked at such a stubborn child: "Zeng Neng still troubled Miss Ye, and what is the difference between practicing martial arts and reading books, you can't do your homework with your fellow villagers, you can practice your skills well with Miss Ye."

Ye Dangting sighed that Lin Mu was the key to the middle school, it is true, no matter what you do, you pay attention to a hard worker, you can't study quietly, how easy is it to practice martial arts. said to the short-shirted boy: "Your mother is right, if you don't have that kind of energy, you can't do anything."

The short-shirted young man looked at his mother and the pastries made by his mother in the house, and then looked at Ye Dangting and said: "I will study hard, I used to be a child, I only knew to sneak out of the house and play around every day, but these can't let me protect me and my mother from being bullied, I want to learn some skills, so that others can't bully me."

Ye Dang listened to the short-shirted boy talking a little distracted, although he learned a skill at home before he met that person, he still couldn't use it to protect his family, this boy is like himself and not like himself, when he first saw him, he felt like a naughty child who couldn't be found on the street at will, even if he was caught, he would only cringe, thinking that he would contradict the hero if he said something like that just now. This trip to southern Xinjiang has indeed come to the right place.

"Okay, Aunt Lin, don't worry, Lin Manliu, you can find a wooden stick and go to your backyard." Ye Dangting said to the short-shirted boy with a fist at Lin Mu.

Passing through the shop door of Lin Manliu's house, the backyard is not big, except for two houses, there is only one firewood room in the courtyard, there is nothing else, the short-shirted boy said next to him: "The big one opposite the main gate is the place where my mother usually makes pastries, and it is also the place where I rest at night, and the small room next to it is the place where my father and mother rest, but my father has to work for the public for more than ten days before he can return home, and the rest of the house is the firewood room, which is more messy, and there are some firewood to be used in winter and utensils that are not commonly used recently."

After collecting some sundries in the yard, Mother Lin went to the shop, and looked at the two of them from time to time before leaving, probably worried about Lin Manliu.

Lin Manliu raised the wooden stick and pointed straight in front of him.

"Yes". The boy in the short shirt raised the wooden stick and did as Ye Dang said.

"What are you doing, give me the stick, I'll come, I'll come."

Ye Dangting took the wooden stick of the short-shirted young man, waved his hand and looked ahead, and in an instant, his whole temperament changed, just like her black cloth strip today, standing upright on the ground like her black cloth strip today, so frightened that Lin Manliu took two steps back and almost didn't step on it.

"Like me, practice the sword first and look at the back," after speaking, he threw the wooden stick to the short-shirted boy, Lin Manliu took the wooden stick again, and swung it out in front of him like he had just done.

"My big guy is not easy to use here, so I'll make a sword with my hand, you can follow me."

After that, Ye Dang listened to the mention of his hand, the short-shirted boy followed the wooden stick, her palm was in the air to pick and swing, Lin Manliu took the wooden stick and followed the picking, the short-shirted boy was very serious in learning, every time she waved her arm, it seemed to be so harmonious with the surrounding things, and the wooden stick in the short-shirted boy's hand looked very clumsy and weak.

"This is just the beginning, don't be discouraged, I have been learning swords from the elders in my family since I was a child, and you are only learning to be slower now, but as long as you learn these, it is no big problem to defend yourself."

"Thank you, Miss Ye, I will definitely practice diligently in the future for self-defense."

"Why don't you call your sister when you know your name, and you are not as familiar with your sister as you are when you are suddenly called a girl." Ye Dangting quipped

The short-shirted young man was speechless, scratched his head and said: "At first, I didn't know that Miss Ye was powerful, and I was too frightened at the time, so I could only show off my poor head in a similar way and think about it, and Miss Ye might let me go at that time."

"Continue to practice for me, and re-practice for me as I just did" Ye Dang said with some unhappiness in his tone, thinking that I still misunderstood this kid, just like I used to be, naughty and unmotivated, I love to play tricks.

Lin Manliu had to pick up the wooden stick again in the yard, and the series of picks and swings was repeated, probably because after a long time, his arm was sore, and the short-shirted boy could not complete these movements as well as he did at the beginning.

"If you can't endure this bit of hardship, don't think about what can protect your father and mother and protect yourself," Ye Dang listened to and watched this clumsy and playful young man complain.

The sun was about to set, Mother Lin closed the shop and went to the yard to watch the two of them practice saying that they would go to the house to make some food, and when they bypassed the boy in the short shirt, they saw the child swinging hard, Mother Lin smiled and nodded in greeting. Ye Dangting looked at Lin Mu and nodded. Mother Lin made a meal, and Ye Dangting interrupted the short-shirted young man's action to continue practicing, signaling him to prepare to eat.

"Let's do this today, and then you must practice these are just normal sword swinging skills, in the eyes of others, there is no doubt that they are normal to beat sticks, you must have the spirit I just showed you, otherwise you don't work hard to practice your strength is more useful than this."

"Thank you, Miss Ye, I will definitely practice diligently in the future."

"There is also a stick without a blade, my generation of sword practitioners should remember that I am the edge without a blade, and I am the sharpest blade on the long sword."

"There is no edge in holding things, I am a ........ The long stick is made of the sword body, thank you Miss Ye".