After dinner, Bo Jinhou, who had already made the wine a little strong, pestered Ye San to teach him the three axes quickly. This is not difficult to understand, Bo Jinhou, who has never been in contact with this doorway, must have a strong sense of freshness, who has no dream of fighting the sword and being a hero?

Since I was a child, I have only heard from Mr. Storyteller's martial arts picture books that I have heard and seen those powerful characters who are good at walking on the wall and horses, and I also thought that one day I could be like those heroes with a cloak and a sword, and I was happy to enmity and hatred.

Ye Sangen, who has been practicing martial arts since he was a child, is also accustomed to seeing those famous masters in the rivers and lakes, how can he understand Bo Jinhou's eagerness? This plan is based on the old saying that "the plan of the day lies in the morning", so that Bo Jinhou will get up early tomorrow morning and practice again with the vitality of the morning dew, but after all, he can't resist Bo Jinhou's stubborn begging, so he has to go to the yard with the lantern.

The courtyard is no better than the stove in the house for heating, and suddenly the cool breeze is swishing, and people who are still cold in this season do not want to come out. Even Ye San, who has been trained and soaked in various herbs since he was a child, subconsciously does not like to come out and suffer this sin in this cold weather, which is something that can be resisted by qi walking through the meridians for a few more weeks.

couldn't help but look at Bo Jinhou, who was just wearing a single coat next to him, and Ye San pouted.

The moonlight was heavy, but it was also bright, and the third night looked at Bo Jinhou happily took the Xuanhua giant axe erected at the door, and stood in front of him with a smirk.

"The axe is across the chest."

After saying this, Ye San turned around and walked into the house again, although this cold can be bearable, but the room with a stove is always more suitable than the outside of the house with this cold wind.

"And then?" Bo Jinhou still looked excited, and followed what Ye Sangen said.

"Legs open, slightly wider than shoulders. Bend your knees and keep your hands on the ground. With your toes facing forward, pull your back with your chest in your arms. ”

"It's a rejection." Posing according to the twenty-four-character mantra of the third watch of the night, Bo Jinhou affirmed.

Ye San, who had already walked to the door and was about to enter the door, didn't expect Bo Jinhou to know the name of this posture, and replied: "Yes, first take a horse step." ”

Bo Jinhou looked disdainful.

Ye San is even more funny, "If you don't practice martial arts, you will be empty when you get old; If you don't practice your waist, your skills are not high after all. Don't underestimate this Zama, from ancient times to the present, it is necessary to learn the truth of fighting Zama first. When the horse is tied, the next plate will be stable, and it will not be easily defeated when facing the enemy. Otherwise, don't say that these three axes, no matter how advanced the kung fu is, it is not stable, it is only a fist and embroidered legs, like you, if you encounter a three or two strokes with greater strength than you, you will not be defeated. ”

After all, Bo Jinhou didn't know how to do it inside, so he had to stubbornly hold a hundred-pound giant axe and tie the horse, and the night three was even more idle and boring, remembering the seven-star chain of steps that made him feel unfamiliar after a few days ago, so that he hastily drew a Beidou palace grid in the courtyard, and his luck was down, and he shifted and transposed according to the law of operation.

About touching a stick of incense, feeling a little hot and dry on the body, Ye San stopped walking, turned his head to look, and saw Bo Jinhou looking weak, obviously the squatting horse action that has long been no longer standardized, is even more shaky now, even so he still insists on holding the hundred-pound axe, and he has not stopped, so that Ye San is even more impressed.

Although it is just a stick of incense, it cannot be underestimated in this short time, which is the biggest disadvantage for this kind of beginner, and it will only strain the muscles and bones if you are in a hurry. In addition, the cold wind hits this weather, and the moisture will invade the inside if it is not even, in case you enter the meridian texture that has been tight, let alone practicing martial arts, I am afraid that it is impossible to carry a bucket of water.

Ye Sangen immediately took off the hundred-pound giant axe and threw it aside, Bo Jinhou thought that he didn't practice well and annoyed Ye Sangen, and endured the soreness of his arms, legs and feet to explain, so he saw Ye Sangen back and pressed Bo Jinhou's palm, interspersed with four hands and ten fingers, a whirlwind and then a push, "cough" a crisp sound. Before Bo Jinhou came back to his senses, Ye San was a gentle back, and his thumbs were loosened with both hands and his thumbs along Bo Jinhou's tiger mouth to press Hegu and Lie Missing two acupoints, and under his feet were also connected to Bo Jinhou's legs and feet for three miles and two acupuncture points in the committee. Then it was a deception, the right shoulder leaned into Bo Jinhou's arms, and the empty door was on the top, and his subordinates were also quick to turn over the flowers and shoot the middle pole, Guan Yuan, Shimen, Qihai, Shenque five big points, and the last slight force plus the strength of the shoulder made Bo Jinhou's body take off and sweep back, Ye San's left hand retreated first, followed Bo Jinhou's arm to reply, and grabbed his wrist with the force of four or two thousand catties, Bo near Hou Dengshi stood up straight and stood in place.

It's too late, but it's actually very fast, and the night three watches are still in the clouds, and they don't come back to their senses. It wasn't until the night three took two steps back to open the distance between the two that Hou Fang reacted, and suddenly felt refreshed, all the 36,000 pores around his body were happy, all the internal organs were subdued, and the feeling of soreness just now disappeared. Suddenly remembering the plot he had heard from those storytellers before, Bo Jinhou said with a happy face: "Have you opened up my second line of Rendu?" ”

Night Three was even more dumb.

This is not even a beginner, and Mo said that he doesn't know the mental method of gathering qi luck, how can he still open the second pulse of Ren Du? The two veins of Ren Du are so easy to understand, isn't it true that everyone in the world is a master.

"You just Zama was a little too aggressive, you should rest and practice again when you are tired, don't you understand the reason why you can't eat hot tofu in a hurry? Just now I just activated the meridians for you, and it will be difficult to get out of bed tomorrow when the four bodies are sour. ”

didn't hear the answer he wanted in his heart, Bo Jinhou was inevitably a little lost, and his face drooped like a frosted eggplant.

Ye San looked at his face and knew his heart, how could he not understand what he was thinking, he couldn't help but be funny, wasn't he as naïve as he was when he was a child, thinking that after meditating for a night, he could fly flowers and pick leaves like those legendary masters the next day to hurt people.

"Okay, no matter how easy it is to learn, this kung fu can't be learned in a while, and rushing to achieve it will hurt you. Go rest first, and I'll teach you the three-plate axe tomorrow. ”

Bo Jinhou immediately showed joy on his face and agreed to leave.

When the third watch returned to the house at night, the sister in the house was holding the stove, and she must have heard what happened in the courtyard, and said, "Aren't you afraid that you scared him just now but won't come tomorrow?" ”

Ye San pouted, "Don't underestimate him, after this day's contact, I think this kid has a strong temper." "How old are you, why do you still call people a boy." Pretend to be old and not ashamed. My sister joked about the night three. Bo Jinhou's temperament is really his brother's temper, his sister has always been very accurate, although she can't see the appearance of others, she can also deduce his temperament by talking at ordinary times, otherwise how could my sister be praised for being a seven-trick exquisite heart since she was a child.

"Didn't the old man in the family be so ruthless back then, so that I could forge my body like this?" Ye San said more empatheticly.

My sister didn't speak anymore, thoughtfully.

"Spring is coming soon, have you thought about where to go again?" A plate of peanuts can be used alone to make a snack for the younger brother, suddenly changed the topic.

My sister, who didn't know what to think of, sighed, leaned on the earthen wall, and leaned on the earthen wall, "It's been three years, from the Western Regions to Liaodong, and all the way south to the south of the Yangtze River. Southern Xinjiang? Ryukyu? Or Kunlun to the west, the spine of our Shenzhou, Tubo Weizang, which is full of monks? ”

If my sister asked, I didn't answer, after all, it was a mother's child, and my sister and brother also had a good heart, and my sister sighed that Ye San's watch could also guess that it was eight or nine and ten.

"Homesick?" Ye Sangen asked in a deep voice.

"Hmm." My sister's godless eyes seemed to be looking out of the window, and there was moonlight shining into the house through a small slit to ventilate the window, but in the first month of this foreign country, my sister couldn't see it. "Back then, I'm afraid it wasn't the words that Taibai Jushi said in this situation." I also felt my brother's loneliness, and my sister added a joke.

Ye Sangen didn't know how to continue with this, so he took another sip of wine, and looked out the window like his sister.

"Did you say the old man misses us?" My sister asked again.

Ye San sneered, "The old man is bent on stabilizing his own son, it's strange to think of us." ”

"Silly boy." My sister blamed Ye Sangen quite old-fashioned, as if she blamed him for being so old and so stubborn, "The old man is not all for our family." ”

My sister is a few years older than Ye San, but this girl is sensible early, and my sister's mind is generally more delicate than her peers, and she has been her sister taking care of her younger brother since she was a child. My sister, the elder's tone, is strange, and the night three watches don't think it's inappropriate.

"Anyway, I promised my mother that I would never let you do anything you don't like." Ye San threw his head into the jar for the last sip of wine, got up and left.

My sister smiled wryly.

Ye San's impression should be that their sister and brother have been inseparable since they were sensible, not to mention separation, when they were children, they were still indifferent children, how to scare and intimidate their mothers, and the sisters and brothers never slept in separate beds.

At that time, my sister was not very old, and she always liked to lead him around the mountains with small hands. There is a hawthorn forest behind the mountain, and the two children who are not yet tall are stacked with the arhats, and the younger brother who is afraid of being pressed by the elder sister will not grow up, and the already small and weak body will carry the younger brother hard.

Once I met a scaly snake on the mountainside, scared the night three and just cried, in fact, my sister was also scared at that time, and even didn't have the courage to cry, but when I heard my brother's cry, the little girl who should have belonged to the protection almost subconsciously took her brother into her arms to comfort him, until the guards who had been protecting the sister and brother in the dark since childhood came to the old man's earth-shattering scolding, and the sister was relieved and sat on the ground.

Later, when they grew up, the old man in the family who was above the tens of thousands of people arranged for the two of them to learn those things they didn't like in their hearts.

At that time, my sister followed Su Hong, who was famous for cooking tea for the royal family, and my younger brother naughtily peed into the red mud pot with a dragon turtle cover left by Lu Dongpo, a tea saint hundreds of years ago, and my sister just laughed and scolded him for being naughty. Following the national hand who only crossed the nineteen paths with the saint and the three hundred and sixty-one sons, the national hand who was sitting on the hidden square pattern and the black heron was attacking and defending, and the younger brother quietly stole the ninety-nine eighty-one amber clouds that were naturally formed and were of uniform size with only a little polishing to go to the water, and even the national hand who was already old enough to walk and needed to use a tiger's head crutch jumped angrily, and his sister also laughed and scolded him for not knowing the severity.

Later, the younger brother was a little older, and he was forced to follow the family nursing home to learn boxing and sticks, whether it was a cold day or a dog summer, at a young age, he was in the martial arts hall specially built for him.

Later, my younger brother was determined to go to the library that collected half of the Jianghu martial arts treasures, and my sister went to accompany him regardless of the cold and summer, and watched him touch the celestial phenomena when he was grounded from the first floor to the third floor for three years, and my sister was indescribably happy.

After that, it came to the matter that the sister and brother of the night three watches absolutely did not want to mention, and the night three watches even now remember that night, in the rain, his father, who was addicted to alcohol and even slept with the wine jug, stood not far away unconsciously when the wine jug fell, and his mother said a lot to the night three watches.

"You're a man, you can't let your sister protect you anymore."

"You have to be obedient and can't be childish anymore."

"You have to be responsible, be a big man who stands up to the sky."

"Take that knife and treat him well."

"Don't learn from your father who loves to drink so much, it hurts your body."

"You have to remember what your mother said, don't go in and out of your left ear like your father."

"You have to remember the ancestral precept of going to the court to draw a knife, and don't rush in."

"You have to understand that martial arts is gradual, and it is taboo to ascend to the court once the heavens are in the sky."

"If you want to do it, you will be the first in the world, otherwise how can you be worthy of the first time to recognize the Lord."

"You have to take care of your sister and don't let her be bullied."

So from then on, the third watch of the night took what his mother said to heart.

At that time, I was still conceited and touched the heavens when I was young, and the wealthy man who had nothing to do all day long seemed to grow up overnight, and then he was born and entered the WTO, and spent three years traveling in the Great Zhou before he understood what his mother said.

After that, he regarded his sister as a reverse scale, until the night of three years ago, the rich family who had been regarded as the most obedient by the servant girl at home since he was a child rebelled against the most powerful old man in the big week, just because the old man who regarded them as the pearl of his palm made a decision that his sister didn't like, so he led his sister to leave home angrily, and walked for three years until now.

He just didn't want to upset his sister.

My sister loves him and understands him.

"Of course I'll do what you decide."

My sister raised her hand as accurately as if she was blind, and touched the wooden box on her left hand side that never left her, holding it in her arms, rubbing her cheeks.

"You're my brother." My sister murmured and laughed, it was very beautiful. "But I miss our mother."

What answered her was just the wooden door that Ye Sangen gently carried back.

The palm lights on the street reflect that the whole city is not dim, but it seems that it is not as good as the shaking candles in the distant house.

The cool breeze doesn't say anything, just whimper.

When the first month is bright in another country, it really can't compare to the remnants of the lamp in the hometown.