My Immortal Big Missy Chapter 561: Two-handed seedling knife

In the early morning of the next day, Yang Guo got up early, greeted Xiong Jiwu who was also up early, and walked to the back mountain of the stockade. Yesterday, under the leadership of Xiong Jiwu, Yang Guo visited Xiongjiazhai and looked at the back mountain very enthusiastically. When I woke up early this morning, I wanted to climb to the peak to have a look and practice my fists by the way.

The Miao Village was already halfway up the mountain. Although there were no roads on the mountain behind it, Yang Guo quickly climbed to the top of the mountain along the trail that the mountain people stepped on.

Mountains are not the highest among the mountains, they can only be considered as medium at best, so they don’t have a small view of the mountains. However, because the trees are shaded, the transpiring water mist appears to be mountainous under the refraction of sunlight, plus The melodious song of the mountain stream and the gurgling water in the ears give people a pleasant feeling of returning to the basics.

Finding a flat place, Yang Guo began to compare his own Tai Chi. Now Yang Guo has a lot of skills, in addition to his basic Tai Chi, there are Xingyiquan, gossipquan and eight-step meteor leg, etc. However, the most commonly practiced is Tai Chi.

Although it is summer, the air on the mountain is still a bit cold in the early morning, but after playing a few sets of the Yang Guo fast and slow Tai Chi, white sweat mist began to evaporate on my head.

When he was practicing boxing, he was focused and focused. It did not mean that he was isolated from the six senses. The faint footsteps from the bushes were still heard by Yang Guo.

"Who?" Yang Guo was curious, but the Xingyiquan movement in his hand didn't stop. He is just practicing Kung Fu to exercise his body, and he is not doing shameful things. There is no need to stop.

The visitor should be the Miao Min from Xiongjiazhai, Yang Guo guessed in his heart.

Waiting for Yang Guo to hang up, out of the corner of his eyes, he saw Xiong Kehu walking through the bushes.

Xiong Kehu is estimated to be no less than 70 years old, with white hair and beard, but his movements are still very vigorous. Walking in the forest is more agile than the novice Yang Guo. I saw him wearing a Miao navy blue gown, with red army leggings on his legs, and he was carrying two long knives crossed on his back, as if he was about to fight.

However, Xiong Kehu is not murderous, and Yang Guo is not worried. He accepts his hand and bows respectfully to Xiong Kehu to say hello: "Patriarch Xiong, good morning."

"Are you practicing Kung Fu?" Xiong Kehu doesn't like politeness. He waved his hand and asked curiously, "What I said, you didn't think it was normal yesterday, and you know how to use it."

Yang Guo scratched its head, and said shyly: "Where you know Kung Fu, I learned something about Three-legged Cat Kung Fu. It's a shame."

"Hehe, just watching your movements, it's not a three-legged cat kung fu!" Xiong Kehu laughed loudly, "As if I have seen it before, is it Xingyiquan? A former comrade of mine will do this!"

"Yes." Yang Guo said with a smile, "Patriarch Bear was a soldier before?"

"That was, I was in the 1970s, and I participated in the self-defense counterattack." Xiong Kehu said with some pride, "The reconnaissance unit I was in was the strongest in the Southwest Army, and now I don’t have this designation. I heard that they are collectively referred to as special forces."

Yang Guo said in awe: "The Clan Leader Bear must be very good! I have a friend who is also in the special forces. According to my knowledge, everyone has their own unique skills."

"The old man's hands and feet are average, otherwise, I must give you gestures." Xiong Kehu shook his head, he said frankly, "It is these two knives, which were uploaded by the ancestors. The old man touched it that year, and the white-eyed wolves in the small country in the south were not 100 or 99!"

Xiong Kehu is already considered modest. Their troops could be regarded as the title of ghost and sadness. They often sneaked into the enemy's back and killed the enemy's headquarters. In addition to their good marksmanship, everyone's kung fu is not bad. Generally speaking, this statement is for those masters. If it is an ordinary person, Xiong Kehu will not be inferior to five or six.

"What kind of sword is this? It's still intact after so many battles?" Yang Guo took a knife handed over by Xiong Kehu. It stood up to a height of more than half. He opened the scabbard curiously and looked at it. Shining, it seems that years have never left a trace.

"Haha!" Xiong Kehu laughed, "How is it possible? After the war, it knocked a few mouths, of course it was back forged again!"

"Oh!" Yang Guo nodded, and he asked again, "What is the name of this knife? Tang knife? Miao knife?"

Yang Guo doesn't know much about cold weapons. In his mind, only the name of Tang Dao that often appears in novels. He broke the knife blindly by himself. In fact, Yang Guo thinks this knife is a bit like the Japanese knife in the movie.

"Miaodao." Xiong Kehu nodded and said.

Yang Guo was surprised, he was right!

"But this seedling is not the seedling of our Miao nationality." Xiong Kehu smiled indifferently. He noticed the ignorance of Yang Guo, so he took the initiative to introduce to Yang Guo, "This was created by General Qi Jiguang in the Ming Dynasty imitating the form of Japanese swords. The long sword with both hands is called Miaodao because it looks like Hemiao."

"My ancestor was also a member of the Qi family army, so these two knives were handed down." Xiong Kehu said, "Of course, only these two handles are ancestral. After so many years, the blade has long been It was broken and recast."

"So, are these two knives used at the same time?" Compared with history, Yang Guo is more interested in the knife technique of Miao Dao. A scene of holding Miao swords in both hands and fighting among thousands of horses flashed in his mind, he was so handsome that he couldn't look directly at it!

"Yes!" Xiong Kehu nodded and said, "However, two-handed knives are very demanding. Now the Doll that I learned knives from is not at this level. It would be nice to be able to play a good knife."

Yang Guo's interest was completely aroused. On weekdays, Yang Guo practices boxing skills, but no matter how strong the boxing skills are, it can't beat cold weapons. This is the same as the truth that cold weapons can't compete with hot ones. Otherwise, what is the value of human science and technology development for thousands of years?

Don't watch a movie. There is often a fierce man who put his bare hands on dozens of gangsters with watermelon knives and axes~IndoMTL.com~ That's just a movie. A few knives cut over and sealed all retreats. Even martial arts masters can only recognize them. Human bodies are all fleshy. Can they still survive sharp blades?

Yang Guo looked at Xiong Kehu eagerly, and said: "Clan Chief Xiong, it is not convenient for me to look at your two-handed knives?"

Xiong Kehu smiled heartily, and said: "What's the inconvenience? It's just juggling. You stand up a bit, and the old man will play it for you."

That's how it is said, Xiong Kehu is actually not generous enough to show his kung fu casually to outsiders. That is, Yang Guo, a person who is kind to Xiongjiazhai, and after Xiong Kehu's observation, Yang Guo is not a person with a picture, so Xiong Kehu put down his guard and sincerely willing to show it to Yang Guo.

(Today’s New Year’s Eve, Xiaohan wishes everyone a happy Chinese New Year~~)

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