Han Yi opened the yellowed pages, and the twenty-four sword postures of this book, excluding the cover cover, were only twenty-six pages in total, which was not very thick.

Han Yi has been reading it for some days, although this book is yellowed, the text inside is very delicate, and there is a luster, the paper is also very special, it is like an old bark in the hand, giving people a strong feeling, but after looking at the contact for a long time, it feels very moist and smooth, as if touching oil.

Open the book, the words in it are all written in traditional Chinese, Han Yi has read it a few times these days, and at this time he also recognized a rough idea, but some of the words are not accurate, he also bought a dictionary back in the past few days, and then he found it, next to Han Xiaoye quietly flipped through the dictionary, and found a blank white paper, and converted the words he didn't know and wrote down the reading.

Han Yi took a serious look at it, mainly traditional characters, Han Yi didn't understand, so he had to go to the dictionary to find it, and then mark it on the white paper, back and forth, which was more time-consuming, but fortunately, the twenty-four sword postures were just a simple shelf, and the text was very concise. The key is that Han Yi hasn't started practicing yet, so he doesn't know how powerful it is.

The swordsmanship on the main book seems to be a little different, the six swords that his grandfather taught him are one-handed swords, and this twenty-four swordsmanship is a two-handed sword.

Han Yi turned to the first page again, and it said that the first practice of swordsmanship, eye method, striking method, washing method, stabbing method, and the word "grid method" should be removed. Han Yi didn't understand it very well, so he waited to ask the third ancestor tomorrow, and then there were twenty-four potentials of the striking method, the stabbing method, the grid method, and the washing method.

This has the most strikes, with thirteen sword moves. The stabbing method has five sword postures, and the grid method has three sword postures. There are also three sword positions in the washing method.

By the time Han Yi finished reading all the twenty-four sword postures in the entire book, it was almost ten o'clock, and Han Xiaoye had also done his homework, watching TV, still holding his mobile phone and not knowing who to text with.

She went to Li Man a few days ago to cut her long hair short and turned it into short ear-length hair, which looked a little bit of a tomboy's temperament, but it felt more refreshing, and she didn't know where to buy the earrings.

Han Yi glanced at Han Xiaoye, and sleepiness struck, he stretched his waist, yawned, put away the sword book, put it in the drawer, and then climbed onto the kang and fell asleep in a daze.

Han Yi woke up in the morning and found that today was Saturday.

Pack up Lisuo and go out, go to the ancestral hall to see, the ancestral hall that has already started construction is not there anyone in the morning, Han Yi has not been here to practice since he got better, as long as the ancestral hall is renovated, the open space in front of him is already full of building materials, and there is no place for him to put his feet in a mess.

I heard that the day of the start of construction was quite lively, the village not only set off firecrackers, but also invited lion dancers, as well as the Yangge team, beating gongs and drums, for a whole day, but unfortunately Han Yi and they were all in school, so they didn't have a chance to follow the excitement.

The construction of the ancestral hall is the ancient well at the foot of the Cockscomb Mountain, just on the side of the road to the ancestral hall, there are a few lonely willow trees next to it, even Han Yi didn't know that there was a well here, and he asked his grandfather to know that it was the third grandfather who asked someone to seal it back then, I don't know why, now everyone in the village knows that the well hides the sword, and they all seem to understand the good intentions of the third grandfather.

When passing by the ancient well, Han Yi also found that there was already a well-drilling machine erected in the position of the ancient well, and a large pit several meters deep had been dug around a few lonely willow trees.

Han Yi still wanted to see what was going on, Han Xiaoye was already impatiently calling him, this little girl learned how to play when Han Yi was injured, and now that Han Yi is injured, she will have a real combat confrontation with Han Yi to test her playing style.

The two of them chose a piece of grass not far from the ancient well, and they practiced in this area for the past few days, standing on each other.

Han Xiaoye took the lead and took the lead!

Han Yi saw her punch coming, although she didn't make a crisp sound, but the air in her arm also made a whistling sound, so he knew that this little girl was also quite diligent in practicing martial arts, and she would soon be able to have bright kung fu.

Han Yi waited until Han Xiaoye's fist reached his chest, his left hand was outward, and his body squeezed forward, like a big rooster patrolling his territory, Han Xiaoye was the little hen in the flock, Han Yi instantly came first, and entered her body, the hand that blocked her cannon fist touched her and stuck to it, in a mouth, Han Yi's body had reached Han Xiaoye's close distance at this time, and when he turned around, his butt was pushed back, and Han Xiaoye rushed backwards, but her wrist was grabbed by Han Yi, she didn't quit at all, but it seemed to swing up, and then Han Xiaoye felt a pain in her arm, and the whole person was pulled up by Han Yi, she was carried by Han Yi all of a sudden!

Han Xiaoye knew that the next thing was to fall on his back, so he couldn't help but strangle Han Yi's neck to prevent his ass from being broken into eight pieces by his eldest brother.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem!!"

Han Yi gasped violently and coughed, "Smack!" He shook his hand hard, "Smack!" hit Han Xiaoye's ass with a loud sound, and said angrily: "Dead girl, you want to strangle me!"

Han Xiaoye felt a hot pain in her buttocks, and then she realized that the eldest brother did not throw her back, and she had already flushed Han Yile's face, she quickly let go of her hand, and rubbed Han Yi's neck with her little hand embarrassed.

"You idiot, am I willing to give you a big back fall?" Han Yi felt that his throat was not very comfortable, so he scolded Han Xiaoye.

"Then you didn't fall for me in the house the day before yesterday!" Han Xiaoye lay on Han Yi's back and didn't think about getting down, talking about the things of the day before yesterday with a sound of hatred.

"You are stupid, there is a quilt in the house, it doesn't hurt to fall, this is outside, don't look at the grass, it's full of small stones, if your little body smashes it, grandpa won't have to pick my skin!" Han Yi said angrily.

"Just what you can say!" A sudden hot breath came from the side of his ear, Han Yi felt an itch, and he wanted to dodge, but unfortunately before he could do it, his ear was suddenly hung by Han Xiaoye.

"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts!!," Han Yi bared his teeth and grinned.

"Smack!" he was not polite, and he slapped his hand on the back, and there was a crisp snap.

Han Xiaoye let go of Han Yi's ears with a sigh, and Han Yi hurriedly rubbed his hands, "You are sick, to put it well, why are you biting my ear?"

Han Xiaoye didn't squeak, Han Yi was a little strange, so he turned his head to look at her and asked her, "Why don't you speak?"

As soon as he finished saying this, Han Yi felt a heat in his lower back, and his face turned black immediately, "Dead girl, you actually peed!"

"Hurry up and get out of here!" Han Yi thought about throwing Han Xiaoye off his back, who knew that Han Xiaoye's two small thin legs were clamped on his waist like pliers, and the heat was still gushing out, and his pants would be wet after a while.

Two arms were wrapped around Han Yi's neck, Han Xiaoye's face was flushed like boiling hot water, but he said very proudly: "Who asked you to pee on me, this is retribution!"