Peach and plum spring breeze and a glass of wine

"1466..."

"1467..."

The white snow reflected the moonlight, and the empty room was white. Yang Ge stood in the snow wearing a loose singlet, practicing over and over again to split Huashan Mountain with one move.

Take steps and swing your sword.

Sheath the knife and parry.

Take steps and swing your sword.

Put away the knife...

It was a simple move, but he did it very slowly.

When there is no chance of facing the enemy, it is as fast as a thunderbolt!

But the pure intention of the sword was just between his advancement and retreat, opening and relaxing, exhaling and inhaling.

There is a boxing proverb that says: If you punch a hundred times, your body skills will appear on their own.

The same goes for practicing swordsmanship.

When I first started using a long knife, I had neither the ability to measure it nor the feel of the knife.

It is common for a sword to be cut in the air, a sword to be twisted to the waist, or even a sword to be knocked away.

After wielding the sword for tens of thousands of times, the law will gradually become established and the sense of the sword will gradually develop.

When the knife comes out, the energy throughout the body moves as smoothly as silk.

Wherever the blade reaches, it gradually becomes like the extension of hands and feet, like the direction of an arm.

Even the cold long knife seemed to be warm...

As long as you hold it, you will feel familiar and dependable.

After wielding the sword for more than 100,000 times, as soon as I hold the sword in my hand, my mind seems to flow to the blade through the arm. What is struck by the sword is no longer just power, but also its own intention.

By this time, the knife was no longer a foreign object;

The intention and energy of the sword are no longer unfathomable conjectures.

Swinging three thousand swords every day may be very tiring...

But for a social scrap like Yang Ge, who has experienced 996 all year round, drank with his boss until his stomach bleeds, was chased by KPIs in his dreams... and other blessings, this matter is really not a hardship.

On the contrary, this simple and pure practice, after immersing yourself in it, you can still feel a unique and reassuring charm.

Especially when this kind of simplicity and purity is linked to the childhood ideal of practicing martial arts, the charm is doubled.

Yang Ge didn't know how talented he was in swordsmanship.

But he likes this purity.

I still believe that hard work can make up for weakness.

"Three thousand!"

"Bang bang bang bang bang!"

The last count and the sound of the watchman's bamboo knocking sounded successively. Yang Ge put away his knife and slowly exhaled a breath of hot white air that was more than a foot long. Sweat poured down from his whole body.

Even with his physical strength, such practice is not easy...

He moved his shoulders and neck while walking and rested for half a quarter of an hour. Then he pulled up the Hunyuan Stake and began to recover from the consumption of physical strength and internal energy.

About two quarters of an hour later, he stopped again and entered the house with the knife.

After a while, he put on night clothes and a nine-tube mask and came out.

He pulled the nine-cylinder mask up to his face in a playful manner, ran to the doghouse and woke up Xiao Huangba who was sleeping soundly: "Get up and pee!"

Xiao Huang looked up at him sleepily, sighed heavily in a very humane manner, turned around and stretched out his two paws to cover his big ears, and continued to sleep soundly.

Yang Ge smiled strangely and rubbed the dog's head, stood up and jumped up. His tall and straight body was like a big bird, and he jumped out of the courtyard wall nimbly.

It's just that he didn't notice that in the yard next door, a pair of bright eyes were following his figure across the bright moon...

"Miss."

The girl in colorful clothes with a red headband walked up to the man with a hand stove in her hands and whispered: "Brother Yang has gone out, let's go in too."

The man stretched out a white palm from under the mink fur, took the hand stove, held it in his arms, and said softly: "Let Uncle Wu follow him and have a look. If you can help, help him."

Her voice was very soft, but her voice was a little hoarse, like a cigarette voice.

"Eh……"

The girl in colorful clothes responded with a smile, and held the man's arm intimately: "You still said that you don't have a crush on little brother Yang?"

The man nodded angrily on the girl's smooth forehead: "I think you have fallen in love with her, right?"

The girl in colorful clothes nodded generously: "Yes, I am the lady's maid."

The man turned around and walked slowly back to the inner room while holding the stove, and replied softly: "If you want to marry, you can marry yourself. How can a man who is an upright and innocent man come to this muddy water in our house..."

The girl in colorful clothes helped her step by step without daring to say anything.

…

Yang Ge took advantage of the moonlight and walked around most of Luting County, rushing all the way to the outside of Fengyu Rice Village's warehouse. Before he could jump in, he saw a dim light shining inside.

After thinking for a moment, he jumped onto the wall.

I saw an oil lamp lighting up in the open space outside the warehouse.

An upright man with an arm thicker than an ordinary person's thigh was guarding a boiling pot, drinking wine and eating meat. Next to the dining table, there was a dark eight-foot cooked copper rod leaning against him.

"Daxia Zhang really trusts people!"

When Yang Ge saw the man clearly, the man also saw Yang Ge on the wall. He laughed and clasped his fists in the distance: "It's not in vain that I have been waiting for you for so long!"

Yang Ge chuckled: "How does it taste like human blood and human flesh?"

The man surnamed Yu smiled bitterly when he heard the sound and said: "Zhang Daxia praises Yu too much. Yu is just a caretaker of a home. He eats food made from blood licked by the blade of a knife and drinks wine made from hard work. It is made of human blood and human flesh. Yu I’m not that lucky.”

Yang Ge shook his head: "Don't look down on yourself so much. There are three hundred and sixty-five walks of life in the world, and you can live and work in any of them. You just want to eat a bowl of rice from Fengyu Rice Village. Isn't this your ability?"

The man surnamed Yu also shook his head: "Yu only knows about cannibalism and loyalty. I can't care about other things, and I don't want to care about them!"

"simply!"

Yang Ge exchanged the lancet to his left hand: "So if I don't step over you tonight, Zhang won't be able to get the food, right?"

The man surnamed Yu grabbed the cooked copper stick and stood up: "You can take it, but Yu can't wait for Zhang Daxia in the middle of the night in vain, right?"

Yang Ge: "How to say?"

A man surnamed Yu said: "I heard that Daxia Zhang took 3,800 kilograms of corn from Yongtai. If Daxia Zhang is willing to give Yu some thin noodles, Yu is willing to offer two thousand kilograms of corn with both hands and make Daxia Zhang a friend!"

"I understand..."

Yang Ge suddenly realized: "You want to overpower Ling Guan and show off your abilities, right?"

The man surnamed Yu smiled kindly: "That's not entirely true. Yu just thinks that since I am here, I should have a role here. If I don't do anything, I will just hold my arms and watch Zhang Daxia take it. Food, what difference does it make if I am here or not? From now on, who will be willing to give Yu a bowl of food?"

He said it sincerely.

Yang Ge was unmoved: "I don't know what the reason is that allows you to act as a tool for the tiger. You say it so confidently and well-founded, but seeing as you just want to have a full bowl of rice, For your sake, I don’t despise you.”

"It's just that you have your difficulties, and I also have my reasons. You can't just ask me to get food in vain, and I can't just give you half of the food in vain. In this case, let's speak based on our abilities!"

The man surnamed Yu slammed the cooked copper stick onto the ground: "Yu has a heavy hand, please be careful, Master Zhang!"

Yang Ge shook his head: "My hands are also heavy, so you should be more careful."

The man surnamed Yu stretched out a hand: "Please!"

Yang Ge: "Please."

At the right time, a biting north wind blew between the two of them.

The next second, a streak of sharp sword light cut through the cold wind and struck the man surnamed Yu in the air.

The man surnamed Yu also reacted very quickly. He picked up the stove with the end of the cooked copper stick and threw the soup and water at the sword light.

"Bang."

The stove exploded, charcoal fire and boiling soup were flying all over the sky, and the sword light kept striking at the man surnamed Yu, who was hit with a stick by the man surnamed Yu.

Yang Ge, who was in mid-air, turned sideways to avoid the oncoming charcoal fire and boiling soup, and then swung his knife forward.

"clang."

The lancet and the venomous snake pointed directly at Yang Ge's throat and gave him a hard blow. Yang Ge used the force to slide back half a foot, leaned down and jumped up, and pounced on him again at a faster speed.

It is said that an expert will know if something is there as soon as he takes action.

After just a hard hit, the man surnamed Yu knew that the Zhang Mazi in front of him was a bit stronger than Yongtai said. When he saw Yang Ge charging at him more and more fiercely, he did not dare to be careless anymore and quickly stabilized himself. Horse steps, attacking instead of defending.

I saw him swinging a cooked copper stick as hard as a poisonous snake and as fierce as a dragon. While the head of the stick did not leave Yang Ge's vitals, he also sealed Yang Ge five feet away from the front, preventing Yang Ge from getting close. A chance to defeat the enemy single-handedly.

Seeing this, Yang Ge also stabilized his lower body, swung his knife like splashing water, and used an airtight knife net to seal the cooked copper stick that was trembling like a poisonous snake, neither giving it a chance to attack its own vitals nor allowing it to close the stick. Opportunity to retreat.

The energy under the sword was both hard and soft, as wild as a wave, continuously attacking the man surnamed Yu's defense.

The two of them hit each other quickly, and the sharp sound of gold and iron clashing was like dozens of blacksmiths working at the same time.

Yang Ge steadily swung the knife forward, and the lancet swung faster and faster, forcibly suppressing the defensive space of the cooked copper stick.

The man surnamed Yu tried his best to steady his horse, but he couldn't stop Yang Ge's powerful force. Even though he had the advantage of a long weapon, his hands were still shaken by the force of the reaction, which made his hands numb. The cooked copper rod was almost If you let go, you have to keep retreating to ensure the defensive distance.

But as soon as his feet retreated, the rock-solid defense suddenly became shaky, and the counterattack force transmitted back along the cooked copper rod became stronger and stronger.

Yang Ge took the opportunity to rush within four feet in front of the man surnamed Yu, and swung the knife towards his throat as fast as lightning.

The man surnamed Yu made an immediate decision. The head of the stick clicked on the ground with a "bang" sound. He changed the stick from two hands to one hand, holding the stick in one hand to seal the steel knife. At the same time, he leaned back to prevent Yang Ge from changing his moves.

"clang."

The sword was as fast as lightning and struck the copper stick hard.

Yang Ge slashed the air with his sword, deflected the blade, and slashed along the cooked copper stick towards the wrist of the man surnamed Yu who was holding the stick.

Seeing this, the man surnamed Yu kicked the copper stick with his left foot, trying to raise the stick again to force Yang Ge back and distance him.

But out of the corner of his eye, Yang Ge saw him raising his leg, kicking his right leg on the ground, and then swept his leg first, like a sledgehammer, and kicked the man surnamed Yu hard on the calf bone of his left leg.

"Click."

A crisp sound of fracture was heard, and the strong force kicked the man surnamed Yu to the upper body, and the door suddenly opened wide in front of him.

Yang Ge stepped forward and lightly touched the carotid artery of the man surnamed Yu with the blade.

The man surnamed Yu immediately did not dare to move. Even though his left leg was so painful that he was sweating all over, he did not dare to move his body at all.

The blade pierced the skin, and a wisp of bright red blood flowed along the blade and brushed the bright blade...

Yang Ge looked at him calmly: "Do you accept it?"

"Daxia Zhang is superior!"

The man surnamed Yu endured the severe pain and replied: "Yu is convinced!"

Yang Ge nodded: "I want to pick up eight thousand kilograms of corn tonight, do you agree?"

The man surnamed Yu looked at him and replied with difficulty: "Yu recognizes it, but I'm afraid that some people don't recognize it!"

Yang Ge was unmoved: "If they don't admit it, that's their business, but since you did something wrong, you must pay the corresponding price... What do you think?"

Under the low eaves, the man surnamed Yu could only reply: "Yu, I am willing to admit defeat!"

Yang Ge withdrew his sword and stepped back: "Then get the food."

The man surnamed Yu quickly supported his body with a cooked copper rod and lowered his head to check... He saw that the bones of the left calf were obviously abnormal and had obviously been broken into two sections.

With this kind of injury, even if the bones can be reattached without any mistakes, the martial arts will be greatly affected.

The price is too high!

"Are you all dead?"

The man surnamed Yu turned around angrily and roared at the granary at the rear: "Can't you hear what Zhang Daxia said? Why don't you prepare food quickly!"

Inside the granary, there was a burst of chaotic footsteps.

Yang Ge ignored his rage and said calmly: "Do I need to repeat what Zhang said in Yongtai last night?"

When the man surnamed Yu heard this, he gritted his teeth and replied: "Yu will tell the master verbatim!"

After a pause, he couldn't hold back his anger and said: "Master Zhang, can you give me a name? What happened today... Yu Gang will definitely have consequences!"

Yang Gefeng said calmly: "It's easy to say, I, Zhang Mazi."

Yu Gang raised his head and looked straight at the nine-tube mask on his face: "Is there really a pockmark on Daxia Zhang's face?"

Yang Ge: "Is there a fish on your face?"

Yu Gang suddenly scratched his neck and laughed with bulging veins on his face: "After all, you are just a hidden person who only knows how to be generous to others!"

Yang Ge turned his head and looked at him, half-smiling but not smiling: "Are you very resentful? How about I take off the mask and show it to you?"

Yu Gang was stunned for a moment, then suddenly woke up. He quickly leaned on the cooked copper stick and bowed his hands and said: "Yu is suddenly suffering from hysteria and talking nonsense. Please Zhang Daxia, please refrain from raising your hands and pay no attention to Yu."

Yang Ge sneered: "Actually, I quite like your unruly look just now!"

Yu Gang closed his mouth tightly, not daring to say another word.

Not long after, a large group of strong men in brown clothes came out of the granary pushing a row of carts.

Yang Ge led these carts to Caishikou as usual. The iron pot, stove, water tank and other tools for cooking porridge yesterday were still there.

Those who are good at cooking porridge will also rush there before dawn.

He just needs to transport the food and everything will be done!

‘This is only the second day, and it’s so troublesome! ’

Yang Ge was walking at the front of the motorcade, looking up at the dim starry sky, feeling very worried: 'If this continues, how long can I hold on? ’

‘Otherwise… you’ll do something big and then stop after you’re done? ’

‘But I can stop, but the people of Luting County can’t run away! ’

'Even if I can distribute all the food to them, they can also take it back, and many vicious incidents will inevitably occur in the process...'

‘Hey, what’s so wrong, I’m a embroidered clothing guard for hundreds of households. Can’t I suppress the three major grain companies openly? Can’t I protect the people of Luting openly? ’

'At that time, all we need to do is make the matter a little bigger, send a sea arrest document from Xiuyiwei to 'Zhang Mazi', and take over the case. Then we can order the three major grain accounts not to act rashly and destroy the scene, otherwise they will be accused of colluding with the bandits. Judgment of crime...don't I have the final say? ’

Two chapters in one, no more tonight, good night, gentlemen~