"What did you just say?"

Zhou Yi and Song Hai were lying side by side on the hillside outside the city, and Zhou Yi tilted his head and asked him.

"What's wrong?" Song Hai replied with a lazy look and closed his eyes.

"Knife technique?" Zhou Yi muttered, thought for a while, and then asked, "Are there rivers and lakes here?"

"Jianghu?" Song Hai didn't understand: "What are rivers and lakes?"

"The rivers and lakes, the rivers and lakes are... It's just..."Song Hai asked Zhou Yi a question, he opened his mouth, his lips touched up and down a few times, and the words came to his mouth, but he didn't know how to say it.

What are rivers and lakes?

Could it be that where there are people, there are rivers and lakes?

Don't make a fuss, this is used to deceive children, and he is not a child!

So, what exactly are rivers and lakes?

"Forget it, I don't want to, in short, I have traveled to a martial arts world, that's right!" was like a paste in his mind, and after thinking about it for a long time, Zhou Yi finally gave up, no longer entangled, and thought about it instead.

"In other words, those things that originally only existed in legends, flying cornices and walls, picking flowers and flying leaves, no false hair, martial arts, now do not belong to legends, I have a chance?"

"That's right, Song Hai!"

"Huh?" Song Hai turned to look at him.

"Jianghu, Jianghu is a dream!"

"Huh?" Song Hai looked confused and looked at him in a daze: "The rivers and lakes are dreams?"

"Yes, that's right, the rivers and lakes are my dream!"

"Well, although I don't know why, I support you!"

"So, what are you going to do?"

"How to do it? It's very simple, didn't you just say it, backing knife!" At this moment, the divine light that appeared in Zhou Yi's eyes seemed to be comparable to a monkey, penetrating the sky.

"So, what do you mean?" Song Hai seemed to understand what Zhou Yi meant, his face instantly became strange, and he asked with raised eyebrows.

"First of all, we have to go to worship this backer knife first and learn their backing knife technique!" Zhou Yi looked determined and confident, as if it was as simple as saying what we would eat in the morning.

"By the way, this backing knife should be a sect, and the martial arts in their sect should be a backing sword technique, that's right, right?" Zhou Yi didn't see Song Hai's face that instantly changed his complexion, as if he suddenly remembered something, and asked.

"Eh!" At this time, Song Hai looked at Zhou Yi's eyes, as if he was looking at a neuropathy, and after he spoke, he subconsciously replied: "That's right, the backing knife is indeed a sect, and the finale martial arts in the door is also the backing knife technique, which is right!"

"Well, that's right!" Hearing this, Zhou Yi nodded with satisfaction, turned around lying on the ground, and changed to a more comfortable position: "Then it's easy!"

"Simple?" Song Hai sat up, turned his head to look at Zhou Yi, who was lying comfortably, and said incredulously: "You say simple? Do you understand how difficult it is to enter the martial arts sect? And you still want to learn their finale martial arts, do you know how difficult it is to learn such finale martial arts, even if you successfully enter the door?"

"Oh, be calm!" Hearing this, Zhou Yi turned over indifferently and said lazily: "You have to learn to be calm, like you, how can you achieve great things!"

"Big deal!" Song Hai looked like a husky, sighed leisurely, looked at Zhou Yi's scoundrel appearance, and couldn't help but feel a sense of powerlessness in his heart: "I really don't know where you got your confidence from!"

"You think it's so simple to worship a martial arts sect, yes, I admit it, you do have some skills, at least, your skills have earned us a lot of food and drink, so that we, as beggars, can eat enough, this ability is indeed not low!"

"It's good that you know!" Hearing this, Zhou Yi immediately muttered.

"You ....." Hearing this, Song Hai immediately became angry, staring at him, as if he was studying how there were people with such thick skin: "You are also... You did solve our problem of eating and drinking for a short time, but why we are lying on the hillside outside the city, don't you know?"

"Oh, didn't you just cheat them out of a few dollars?

"Not really, is it enough?" Song Hai shouted loudly: "How much money do you call? Outside the king in the city, you bluffed almost half of the property to you, and later found out that with the remaining group of property, the two of us were wanted in the city, so that we couldn't stay in the city, even if we were rich, what was the use?"

"It's like you didn't take it!" Zhou Yi replied with disdain, and continued: "Besides, that old man is too stingy, didn't he cheat him out of half of his property, doesn't he still have half of it, enough for him to live for the rest of his life!"

"You're so embarrassed!"

"If you say that people are stingy, are you angry?"

"Okay, skip that and change the subject!"

"Have you ever had a dream?" Zhou Yi turned his head and looked at Song Hai with blazing eyes, and said seriously.

"Dream?" Song Hai lowered his head and muttered, and then looked into Zhou Yi's eyes: "I hope I can eat enough every day, does it count?"

"Count!" Zhou Yi blinked, thought for a moment, and then said: "Then this wish, if nothing else, you should have come true, then, besides, do you have any other dreams?"

"Anything else?" Song Hai lowered his head and pondered, thinking for a long time in Zhou Yi's expectant eyes, then raised his head and smiled like sunshine: "No!"

"Hmm!" Zhou Yi stretched out his hand to cover his head, stretched his body, and didn't look at him: "Don't you think that being a man should have a dream!"

Bang!

"That's it!" Song Hai thought for a moment, stood up, stretched his waist, and then slammed himself to the grass, and said lazily: "Then do you have any suggestions?"

"Hmm!" Zhou Yi pondered for a moment, and then replied: "We can first set an easier and simpler short-term goal, so that it is easy to achieve!"

"For example?" Song Hai asked as he took a comfortable breath and remained lazy.

"For example, we can worship the Backing Sword Sect first!"

"Ahem... Ahem... Cough cough..."Hearing this, Song Hai choked in his throat in one breath, couldn't go up, couldn't go down, and coughed loudly.

After a long time, Song Hai, who finally recovered, stared at Zhou Yi with his eyes on the boss: "Worship the backer knife sect?

"That's right!"

"And what's your big goal?"

"Guess?"

"I guess?" Song Hai was speechless and scolded angrily: "I guess you're a ghost!"

"Then if you say so, if it's just a small goal to worship the backing knife, then learning the backing knife technique is not your big goal?"

"Huh!" Zhou Yi thought carefully for a moment and organized the language: "Isn't it?"

"Then, what stage is it for you to learn the backing knife technique?"

"Well, if it's a small target, it's too crazy, not big, not small, medium target!"

"Damn!" Song Hai instantly wanted to scold: "Isn't this crazy?"

"You can do it, you hang!

Song Hai was completely speechless for Zhou Yi, the newly recognized brother!