Chapter Thirty-Eight: Hitting the Stones
There are two flowers, one on each branch. Yang Guo has been taught by Ouyang Feng in the past few days, and he has made rapid progress in all aspects, and the brothers Wu Dunru and Wu Xiuwen have not been idle in the bamboo forest.
It is said that after Yang Guo left to look for Ouyang Feng under the pretext of paying tribute to his mother, everyone couldn't stand Guo Fu's tricks and played games together. "Puppet Move", "Radish Squat", "Wooden Man" and other games took turns, although the small ones have tried their best to deliberately give each other, but Guo Fu still can't gain the upper hand, only after a while of kung fu Guo Fu is gone, crying and not playing with others. Seeing this, Wu Sanniang severely reprimanded Wu Dunru and Wu Xiuwen brothers, and the two had no choice but to coax Guo Fu back with kind words.
Wu Dunru picked a bamboo leaf and blew a few small tunes, all of which were cheerful and relaxed tunes, some of which were famous songs from various families that he had learned in his previous life, and some of which were small country tunes that he played casually. Seeing this, Wu Xiuwen also took a bamboo leaf and tried it a few times, and then played it with his brother. This is a small game they often played together when they were bored in their previous lives, the two brothers have cooperated for many years, and they have long had a tacit understanding, and they play seamlessly together, although at first they were a little unfamiliar with it because of the soft willow leaves to a little hard and rough bamboo leaves, but after a while, the two have adapted to it. The small bamboo leaves in the hands of the two brothers turned into a fairy musical instrument, two people play solo for a while, an ensemble for a while, and a harmony for the other......
Guo Fu and Lu Wushuang listened to it fascinated, and even Wu Sanniang and the one-armed old man were attracted to it, immersed in the beautiful and cheerful music. After playing for a long time, Wu Dunru and Wu Xiuwen stopped, and everyone was still drunk for a long time before they came to their senses. Guo Fu and Lu Wushuang screamed and ran to the two brothers to praise and praise it repeatedly, and begged again and again to learn to play bamboo leaves, in fact, they had all seen naughty boys blowing willow leaves to play before, and even Lu Wushuang knew that Cheng Ying was also a good player, and he played willow leaves well, but none of them were as brilliant and fascinating as the martial arts brothers, like fairy sounds. Wu Sanniang was also amazed on the side, saying that she didn't know when the two brothers learned this kind of miraculous skill, she had never heard of it before, but she didn't dig deeper, her own children learned good things, and it was too late to be happy, who had to investigate how they learned it?
Even the one-armed old man, who had never been very talkative and leisurely on his own, came to his senses when they blew the bamboo leaves, and seemed to fall into memories with the music, looking sometimes happy and sometimes sad. It took a long time after the two of them ended to come back to their senses, and they praised the rare good sound.
Seeing that the second daughter was arguing to learn Wu Xiuwen and teach the second daughter to play bamboo leaves, it took a while to find that Lu Wushuang was better, and he had played blowing willow leaves with his cousin Cheng Ying before, although it was a little jerky, but it was also said in the past, barely able to make a tune, but it was not very good, but Guo Fu really didn't seem to have any music cells, maybe this was also inherited from her father Guo Jing, Wu Xiuwen taught for a long time, Guo Fu blew so hard that his face was red, except for "poof" sound, just can't blow any tone, occasionally one or two movements are also sharp and harsh and ugly, plus the edge of the bamboo leaves is rough and not as tender as the willow leaves, and the skills are not good to grind the lips painfully, Guo Fu has only been impatient after learning for a while, and throws the bamboo leaves and plays the eldest lady's temper.
Everyone was helpless and could only be appeased again. "I don't care! I don't care! You think of a new thing, or I'll sue your mother and say that you are bullying me while the adults are away!" Guo Fu pestered the martial arts brothers to think of some new games after Wu Sanniang walked away, and Wu Xiuwen thought about it for a long time and didn't think of any suitable games. In fact, it's not that there are no games, but most of the games he can think of, no matter what kind of Guo Fu is afraid that he still can't play them, and he will be noisy if he loses for a while.
Xiuwen, you and Wushuang are in a group, and I am in a group with Fumei. How about the battle between the two of us?" Wu Dun Rujian said, in fact, hitting stones is a disguised way of playing with glass marbles.
After listening to Wu Xiuwen's detailed explanation of the rules of the game, the second daughter also felt very interesting. Everyone found a lot of stones of the right size and shape together, and played in two teams. This time, because Wu Dunru and Wu Xiuwen are in the two teams, and Guo Fu has skills after all, and the accuracy is very good, although it is far less than the two martial arts brothers, the one-armed Lu Wushuang is much stronger, so the two teams are evenly matched, and even Guo Fu's side has a slight upper hand, and the happy Guo Fu shouted and was excited.
I don't know when, the one-armed old man paced to the side of the children, watching them play with great interest, his eyes were bright. Everyone didn't care, they just thought that the old man might be very boring to live here alone, and when he saw them having fun, he came to see the fun.
After a while, the one-armed old man suddenly spoke: "The two little dolls of the Wu family, these stones are very good!" The voice was a little hoarse but not unpleasant.
Wu Dunru and Wu Xiuwen hurriedly got up and hugged their fists and saluted when they heard this, and Wu Dunru opened his mouth and said: "The old man smiled, but he often plays on weekdays, and practice makes perfect." The carving insect skills should not be praised by the old man!"
You have to understand that there is no small way of skill, as long as the skill is superb to a certain level, you can have amazing ability. The one-armed old man smiled, and even picked up a few stones casually, looked at the martial brothers and said, "Today, my old man suddenly became interested, why don't you two little dolls come and play a few games with the old man?"
Wu Dunru and Wu Xiuwen glanced at each other, and Wu Dunru said respectfully: "Since the old man is willing to teach, it is the honor of our brothers." The two brothers guessed that the one-armed old man could not be untargeted, just to take a look at it, and suddenly want to play a few games with them, there must be some intention, is this one-armed old man for the hidden master, thinking of this, the two brothers cheered up, ready to show the best level to the one-armed old man.
Guo Fu and Lu Wushuang applauded on the side. Because it is a one-armed old man fighting against the two warrior brothers, so the rules have been slightly adjusted, the three people are equidistant about three zhang apart from each other in three directions, and the two warrior brothers each draw a circle with a diameter of about one foot in front of them, as a base camp, each base camp has its own five left-behind stones, as for how to arrange the placement of the left-behind stones in the base camp, all arranged by themselves. And the two brothers also have five attack stones in their hands. At the same time, the one-armed old man drew a base camp in front of him that was one size larger than the martial arts brothers, with ten left-behind stones inside, and the one-armed old man also had ten attack stones in his hand.
Both sides need to stand in a fixed position behind their base camp to shoot out the attack stones in their hands, and leave the opponent's left stones out of the base camp, it is best to leave their own attack stones in the opponent's base camp, if they do not hit the opponent's remaining stones, then the attacking stones must not stay in the opponent's base camp. When both sides have used up all the attack stones in their hands, count the surviving remaining stones in their respective base camps, and the attack stones left in the opponent's base camp, and the side with the largest number wins.
This game is a combination of the previous life glass marbles and curling and other games to form the formation, the martial brothers have been playing with children since childhood, the quasi-head, strength, angle and the arrangement of the left stone has been considered perfect, I think that no one in the village of ten miles and eight children can play the two of them.