In the wax moon, the weather is getting colder and colder.

In addition, the end of the year is approaching, and all industries will stop.

The merchants coming and going on the streets of Luting County are visible to the naked eye and scarce, and the business of Yuelai Inn is also much lighter.

At noon on this day, after Yang Ge sent off the only table of diners, he was completely idle.

As usual, he took out a piece of straw paper and a small section of charcoal from under the counter, and wrote the mental mantra of "Eighteen Roads Lingshuang Knife" neatly and silently one stroke at a time.

Speaking of which, although the three martial arts he learned were all passed down from the hands of the five ghosts of Yanyun, the emphasis of the three martial arts was different.

The chaotic wind leg focuses on accumulating momentum, and the moves are wide open and closed, and they are fierce.

The Drifting Snow Palm focuses on the body, and the moves are flexible and delicate, feminine and feminine.

The Lingshuang Knife focuses on true intentions, and its moves are straightforward and murderous.

Troubled legs aside.

Although Yang Ge didn't dare to say that he had thoroughly understood this leg method, he said that he had mastered eighty percent, but there was nothing wrong with it.

Of course, distinguishing whether a person who practices martial arts is a mediocre or a master is often the last one or two.

But if you want to thoroughly master this last one or two percent, and even if you want to be better than the blue, you can only spend a lot of time and actual combat to sharpen.

Even with Yang Ge's talent, there are no shortcuts.

As for the Drifting Snow Palm, Yang Ge's progress is very slow.

This palm method contains a large number of knowledge of the five elements of yin and yang, Tai Chi and gossip, practiced to the fullest, the body is like a ghost, the qi is like a spider silk, a palm out, the palm power is divided into hundreds of thousands, the virtual and the real are reflected, the transformation of Ruyi, standing in the perspective of the enemy, just like flying snow, avoiding the inevitable.

However, it was extremely difficult for Yang Ge to even comprehend the obscure knowledge of the five elements of yin and yang and the eight trigrams of Tai Chi, let alone integrate that knowledge into his body and palm techniques, and his progress was naturally very slow.

It is because of his current palm method, the biggest gain is not the body method, nor the palm method, but the internal strength heart method "Drifting Snow Jue" that is matched with this palm method.

This internal skill seems to be created to cooperate with the body and palm technique of the Drifting Snow Palm, and the effect on the growth of internal qi is very slow, and it can even be said that only the most basic Zhou Tian operation, the growth of internal qi is faster than the cultivation of this internal skill.

However, this internal strength is a different way in the control of internal qi, as soon as the internal qi comes out of the dantian, it will be differentiated in turn, and at the same time enter multiple meridians to operate and blend with each other, and finally return to the dantian like a hundred rivers returning to the sea.

If a normal internal skill diagram is a single line that curves and stretches but does not blend with each other, then the exercise diagram of Piaoxue Jue is a spider web, and the dantian is in the center of this spider web.

In this way, the internal qi can be cultivated to the fullest, and the internal qi can be transformed into a hundred steels, and the retreat can be turned into a soft finger, and the transformation of yin and yang is only between one thought.

Of course, judging from the orthodox martial arts ideology of internal qi cultivation and internal qi cultivation, which is supplemented by internal qi control, this internal skill is undoubtedly putting the cart before the horse, and it is suspected of losing watermelon and picking sesame seeds.

After all, everyone's time and mental strength are limited, and if you spend more time and mental energy on enhancing internal qi control, you will naturally spend less time and mental energy on enhancing internal qi......

But as the old saying goes, there is no best, only the best.

For Yang Ge, who never worries about the growth of internal qi too slowly, only worries that internal qi grows too fast, and "carelessly" may open up the two bridges of heaven and earth and set foot in the realm of returning to the truth, "Drifting Snow", which is a little 'side-by-side' internal skill, is comparable to the top magic skill!

As for the Frost Knife......

This knife technique is very magical.

From the perspective of technique alone, this knife technique is simpler than the chaotic wind legs.

Even if it is a six-way killing move other than the basic knife style, the difficulty of the move with the internal qi operation diagram is definitely not greater than the six-way killing move of the chaotic wind leg!

But the practice of this knife technique is very confusing......

On the one hand, those who practice the knife are required to swing the knife 3,000 times a day to cultivate murderous energy.

On the one hand, it requires those who practice knives to "wield a knife and know that a knife is not a knife, and kill to know that killing is not a killing".

It has also been repeatedly reiterated that those who practice knives should maintain a pure state of mind of "frost kills all herbs and all things return to silence".

To put it simply: you have to know what you wield, but you can't use it as a knife; You have to know that you're killing someone, but you can't really think you're killing someone.

As far as Yang Ge's own understanding is concerned, this knife technique has the flavor of "destroying you, what do you have to do".

What's even more fascinating is that just when Yang Ge felt that he couldn't grasp the pure killing intent depicted in the knife book, he wondered whether to give up this knife technique and stop drilling this bull's horn, so as not to train himself into a psychopath...... He slashed the stake open.

The knife is an elm knife one finger wide.

The stump is an iron stump with a thick waist.

A foot or so apart.

The internal qi did not go through his mobilization, and naturally swam away with the knife, and when the knife went down, the snow flashed, and the knife pile was broken in half with a "snap"!

And the fracture is crisp and neat, without the slightest burr!

He himself was startled by the knife.

But before he could rejoice, he found that he couldn't move again...... Even the bark of the stake can't be split!

Isn't it amazing?

What's even more amazing is that the Lingshuang Knife is called "Evergreen Decision", which is to refine the killing intent in the heart by visualizing the cypress against the severe cold and heat, and the evergreen in all seasons.

While grasping the "frost kills all herbs, all things return to silence", while visualizing the evergreen cypress in all seasons.

Yang Ge felt that after a few years of neurosis, he really couldn't practice this knife technique.

……

"Squeak."

Before a mantra was written, the sound of parking came from the door.

He immediately put away the paper, wiped his hands and lifted the thick door curtain to see that it was Shopkeeper Liu and another shopkeeper, Zhang Erniu, who went to buy grain and came back.

He bent down and grabbed a handful of snow to wipe the toner off his hands, stepped forward and gently pushed away Shopkeeper Liu: "I'll come, you go in first and rest." ”

Shopkeeper Liu answered, turned around and entered the store with a long sigh.

"What's wrong with the shopkeeper?"

Yang Ge asked suspiciously.

Zhang Erniu sighed: "It's still too late for us to go, and the food is rising again!" ”

"It's up again?"

Yang Ge's eyelids jumped, and he hurriedly asked, "How much has it risen?" ”

Zhang Erniu pointed to the sack on the wheelbarrow with a sad face: "Sixty wen a bucket of corn, one hundred and twenty wen a bucket of barley." ”

"What?"

Yang Ge was shocked, and plucked his ears in disbelief: "How much do you say?" ”

Zhang Erniu repeated: "Sixty corn and one hundred and twenty barley...... Our month's salary can only buy a bucket of barley! ”

Yang Ge: "Didn't they all say that they were still forty-five or ninety-two yesterday?" Is the fucking price up half and half up? ”

You must know that when he went to buy grain in June, corn was only 7 yuan a bucket, and wheat was only 13 yuan a bucket, and this price had to be the new grain of the year, and the old grain was cheaper!

It's only been half a year, and it's almost ten times greater!

His salary as the shopkeeper of the inn is only two hundred and fifty yuan a month.

Buy two buckets of barley for a month's salary?

Zhang Erniu shrank into a ball of sorrow: "That's it, it's not even a head ...... to the touch."

Yang Ge: "What do you say? ”

Zhang Erniu: "All the small grain shops in the grain market have been closed, saying that there is no grain, and only the three big grain numbers of 'Yongtai', 'Fengyu', and 'Fuhe' are still sold with grain. ”

Yang Ge slapped his thigh angrily: "The grain merchant who killed a thousand knives!" ”

Zhang Erniu: "No, these short-lived sons don't have assholes!" ”

Yang Ge looked at his sad appearance and asked, "You don't have any food?" ”

Zhang Erniu sighed: "There are only two or three days of rice and noodles left, and I saw that the price of grain was too high earlier, so I thought about buying less, and then buying it when the price was cheaper, how do you know...... Ay! ”

Yang Ge hesitated for two seconds, sighed and said: "I prepared a little bit before, and I can't eat much for one person, so I will give you fifty catties at the price when I bought it." ”

Zhang Erniu was relieved when he heard this, and said again and again: "Little brother is benevolent, you can save my family of five, your great kindness ......."

Yang Ge waved his hand: "Don't be polite to your own people, fifty catties is not much, you save some food, this is not the New Year yet, and I don't know when the price of food will come down." ”

His heart was also heavy.

Previously, he had received some news about the rise in grain prices from Xiuyiwei, and knew that the reason for the rise in grain prices this year was because the imperial court was secretly stockpiling grain and preparing for a war with the Tartars next year.

But the current increase in food prices is clearly beyond the normal range.

The imperial court is preparing for war, and it is impossible to ignore the lives of the common people, right?

The cheapest corn is 70 yuan a bucket, which is enough to crush the vast majority of ordinary people......

Zhang Erniu is still thinking in pieces: "I can save it, I can save it, in the future, you will be my brother, I will do whatever you tell me to do, you must have two words, give birth to a son without asshole!" ”

Yang Ge replied absentmindedly: "Don't talk nonsense, we are all guys from the inn, and we all listen to the old shopkeeper!" ”

After speaking, he grabbed a bag of food in one hand and turned around and walked into the inn.

……

It's getting dark.

Yang Ge walked into Chaimen Street with a heavy heart.

A crisp voice called Yang Ge back to his senses: "Little Brother Yang, did you come back so late?" ”

Yang Ge must have seen a pretty girl wearing a cotton coat and a red head rope, standing in front of her house with a smile and waving to herself.

He smiled reluctantly: "yes, it's getting dark, do you still want to go out?" ”

Pretty girl: "Yes, my sister wants to eat flat food, I'll go to the street to get a bottle of vinegar!" ”

Yang Ge replied casually: "Go ahead, the ground is slippery, and watch the road." ”

Pretty girl: "Brother Yang, have you ever eaten food, will you go to our house to eat flat food later?" ”

Yang Ge waved his hand: "No, no, I've already eaten at the inn." ”

Pretty girl: "Everyone, neighbors, don't be polite to our sisters!" ”

Yang Ge: "Thank you, I've really eaten it." ”

The pretty girl waved her hand at him: "Okay, I'll call you next time when I'm ready to eat!" ”

Yang Ge was perfunctory and walked quickly to his house.

Walking to the door of his house, he turned his head to look at the back of the girl at the corner of the street before opening the door and entering the house.

The sisters moved next door to his house more than a month ago, and it is said that the next door was originally their family's old home.

But the style of the two sisters always made Yang Ge feel that they should not be people who live in this kind of place, and after arriving at Chaimen Street, he never saw them take the initiative to talk to any neighbor, but when they bumped into him again, they would take the initiative to say hello......

Yang Ge didn't pretend to be sentimental, but their special attitude towards him was enough for him to retreat.

"Woo Woo ......"

"Do you miss your father?"

Closing the door, Yang Ge hugged the dog's head sent to the door and rubbed wildly.

Xiao Huang sighed, trying to stick out his tongue and lick his face.

"Hey, what a big breath, ugly refusal!"

Yang Ge let go of his head in disgust and ran into the house.

Xiao Huang wagged his tail and followed him and rushed into the house.

Before the two of them could play for long, Xiao Huang pricked up his ears and looked out of the courtyard gate vigilantly.

Yang Ge followed its gaze......

"Tuk-tuk, tuk-tuk."

A rhythmic knock sounded at the door.

Yang Ge let go of Xiao Huang and walked out quickly to open the courtyard door.

Fang Ke waved his hands with a smile on his face and said, "The owner." ”

Yang Ge let go of the courtyard door and walked in with a smile: "How long have you been waiting?" ”

Fang Ke stepped into the courtyard and closed the courtyard door with his backhand: "Not long after, I just came over for a while......

"Well, I have something to ask you...... What did you take? ”

Yang Ge was about to ask him about the skyrocketing price of food, when he suddenly heard the familiar sound of silver colliding.

Fang Ke took off the cloth bag on his shoulder and held it in his hand: "I really can't hide anything from your eyes...... This is your month's money! ”

The two of them walked into the back room one after the other and closed the door.

Fang Ke untied the cloth bag on the dining table, revealing a fist-sized snow-bright silver ingot......

With just one glance, Yang Ge suddenly frowned: "This number is wrong, right?" The few trivial cases we have handled recently, there is such a big deal of oil and water? ”

Fang Ke: "Isn't this your prestige, and a few businessmen want to honor you?" ”

Yang Ge raised his eyes and stared at him, and the last trace of smile on his face disappeared: "Tell me clearly, where did the money come from!" ”

Fang Ke didn't dare to laugh, stood up straight, and replied honestly: "The Wang family, the Li family, the Zhao family, honor you!" ”

Yang Ge: "Which Wang family, which Li family, which Zhao family?" ”

Fang Ke: "'Yongtai' Wang family, 'Fengyu' Li family, 'Fuhe' Zhao family." ”

Yang Ge's eyes widened suddenly.

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