Conquer the World

Chapter 71: Greed

After Fang Xie saw the old lame's knife under the dead plum tree in the backyard of Red Sleeve, he stood there stunned like a dead branch of that plum tree.After the lame man's knife was finished, he realized how ridiculous he was wrong.

One-step knife is not a trick.

One-step knife is a one-way knife method.

Not to mention how amazing the power of this knife method is, only the way of using the knife can scare people.

The knife moves a word, and the angle of each knife is strange, making people think that the arm of the knife is broken.Because in the eyes of anyone, a normal person's arm cannot change so much.The human wrist can be forced in six directions, which is already the limit of the flexibility of the human arm joint.But the elder lame's elbow was more flexible than his wrist.

How can a normal person bend his elbow in the opposite direction?

If this is the case, who can predict?

So Fang Jie was stupid, completely stupid.He subconsciously looked at his right arm, imagining that his arm was bending backwards and a goose bump appeared immediately.The more carefully he thinks about the appearance of his broken arm, the greater the chill in his heart.He didn't even doubt whether the bones of the old lame were all broken, so that he could bend and spoil his limbs at will.

"This ... is too difficult."

Fang Jie swallowed hard and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. He hesitated and asked: "If I want to practice this type of knife, do I need to break all the bones on the whole body and cannot To pick up? Then gradually adapt to the body with more joint positions, but what I don't understand is ... how can the muscles bear? "

"Bones can bear it. What can't bear meat?"

After the one-shot method, the old lame saw fine sweat beads on his forehead.This shows that at his age, many things can not be changed.

He dropped the rusty knife in his hand on the ground, and sat down on a stone to drink and breathe: "This knife is the way I relied when I first walked in the rivers and lakes fifty years ago. I did not do much to kill people and sell goods. This way Sword technique is also well-known in rivers and lakes. Only later, as you get older and lose your temper, this knife technique is gradually no longer needed. There has been no one-size knife in rivers and lakes for 50 years. You do n’t know how to make it out. "

He waited for his breath to gradually stabilize and said: "This knife is too vicious and vicious. The strangeness of the knife is all in the strange mind.

"Do you think I am cruel?"

Fang asked.

The old lame smiled and said: "No one wants to believe that there is violence in their hearts, and no one dares to face the impulse to kill in their hearts. The thrill of killing lives mostly in dreams, and when waking up, they often feel guilty. Yifan. It doesn't matter whether you are a vicious and vicious person in your bones, the important thing is whether you want to learn this vicious knife. "

"One knife, each knife's way and angle of making a knife are hard to think of and predict. With this kind of knife fighting with people, even people whose martial arts are much higher than you will be confused by your hands. Because it violates people's normal thinking, it boils down to a strange word. "

The old lame paused a bit self-deprecatingly and said: "No matter what you do, if you have a mind that has gotten into this quirky word, you will inevitably fall off. When I was a teenager, I walked on the rivers and lakes only to pursue murderous pleasure and indulge in hatred. This type of knife is also radical, and it can even be said that there are hundreds of doors in large and small rivers and lakes, and no martial art is more tricky and more vicious than a type of knife. "

Fang Jie nodded, and he agreed with the old lame.

No matter what anyone does, as long as they get into the word sly, it really seems to have fallen behind and lost its grandeur.

But in this world, there is no such thing as grand and bright.

So Fang Xie smiled and said, "The most inferior inferiority is superior. No matter whether it is sly or not, the knife method of this type of knife is superior. The sternness of the sabre is the savage heart, if the heart is not Ruthless, even with ruthless knives can bring out some upright style. "

He said something that made the old lame very happy.

"I have n’t seen how you used a knife fifty years ago, and I do n’t know how fierce a one-style knife was fifty years ago. But seeing you use this knife technique today, there is only endless worship except shock and surprise. There is nothing cruel in the knife method, but it is a bright and fair way to maximize the potential of the human body. "

The old lame stunned, and then could not help laughing and scolding shamelessly.

Fang Jie has never been guilty of being shameless, so he smiled and asked: "In another month, Yanwuyuan will have to take the exam. In a month, how many points can I make?"

The old lame thought for a while and said, "I care about ... you have some perseverance."

Fang Xie kept silent, thinking about it, and suddenly raised his right arm and hit it, his right forearm hit the dead plum tree hard. With a click, the plum tree with thick legs broke in two, he was small The arm bone was also broken in two.Fang Jie, who gritted his teeth, held the broken arm with his other hand and folded it back, ninety degrees, which seemed to scare people out of a cold sweat.Just like the broken arm he had in mind just now.

The old lame stared, then shook his head and scolded: "Yesterday I said you were smart, but today I realized that you were a fucking idiot! You didn't finish your words before you broke your arm. How can I practice a knife? Damn ... if you say you are cruel, you will be cruel. Do n’t you ask me if I have any tricks to reverse the joints? "

Fang Jie pushed the broken arm back, and the sweat on the forehead with big soy grains had dripped down his face.He picked up a plum tree branch from the ground and bit off his sleeve with his teeth. He used his mouth to tie the branch to his broken arm. After binding, he was already sweating his back.

The old lame didn't help, he was still scolding.

The more I scolded the more I got angry.

Fang Jie fell down on the ground and reached up to pick up the old lame wine gourd and pour it, and then wiped the sweat on his face and smiled: "A person who is too smart can't do anything. It ’s a good way to go. I practiced a knife for a month and only had one arm. I guess I did n’t even think about thinking about how to opportunistically. ”

"Stupid?"

The old lame asked him after stunned.

Fang Jie nodded his head and answered seriously: "Stupid-too, very stupid-too!"

"Senior man, you just used the knife, which hand did you use?"

"Right hand"

"Now my right hand is broken."

Fang Xie said seriously: "Are you only able to teach me the left-handed knife?"

The old lame's face changed, and then suddenly realized Fang Jie's intention.His shoulders were trembling slightly, and he bent over to pick up the rusty knife and handed it to Fang Jie's left hand.After being silent for a while, he looked at Fang Jie's eyes and asked, "How did you see ... I am the best left-handed knife?"

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When the gecko encounters danger, it will actively break its tail to attract the enemy and get away.The wolf was caught in the leg by the iron clip under the hunter's cloth. It would bite the leg by itself and escape.

Fang broke his right arm beside the dead man in the backyard of Red Sleeve.

The old lame changed his face, and the silly-forced solution once seemed to have no regrets and annoyances.

He used this tragic or vicious way to change the knife of the old lame's left hand. No one knew how he saw it. The old lame asked, and he didn't say anything.The lame man has not been walking in rivers and lakes for fifty years, and the name of Lord Luo, the frightening left-handed knife on the green forest road in Jiangnan fifty years ago, has long been forgotten.After fifty years of ups and downs, new people have long replaced old people.

Who remembers his left-handed knife?

Fang Jie is not left-handed. He uses his right hand for eating, drinking and even wiping his buttocks.But now he didn't hesitate to break his right arm. Such a thing may only be done by a lunatic.

So the old lame was a little lost, could not help but asked: "Do you have a deep hatred?"

Fang Jie shook his head.

"What specific purpose do you have to achieve?"

The lame asked again.

Fang Xie thought about it, or shook his head.Until now, he seems to have no unwavering purpose in Fan Gu or in Imperial Capital.He wanted to enter the martial arts academy, but if he couldn't get in, he wouldn't commit himself.Secondly, he wanted to be a civil servant if he could not enter the Yanwu Academy. If he could not do it, he would not be annoyed or regretful.He has never been a person who can't get out of a dead end. There may be regret, but regret is by no means the main theme.

"No long-term consideration, just to enter the martial arts school in front of you, is it worth it?"

The lame asked again.

Fang Jie meditated for a long time, nodded and said, "It's worth it."

The old lame did not continue to ask, just looked at the rust knife in Fang Jie's left hand and murmured: "You have also used the knife's foundation to enter the room with the knife, and practiced a knife with your right hand. Even a little Chengdu is difficult within a month At the very least, you can make it look like you are in the door ... but now you switch to the left hand and want to get started in a month ... difficult. "

After saying this, he turned to the side and seemed regretful.But Fang Xie looked at the old lame's back but couldn't help laughing, it was very cheap.

"Show me some tricks."

The old lame who went out for a dozen steps sat in the recliner and squinted. He didn't drink much, but he was slightly drunk.

Fang Jie nodded and took a deep breath.

Close your eyes and carefully recall the knife technique used by the old lame man.

One practice, one look.

One scolded and one was scolded.

Anxious, the old lame jumped up and kicked, and he who smirked at the kick did not mind.

About a hundred meters away from where they practiced knives, it was a three-story wooden building in the front yard of Red Sleeve.The wooden building is very large, and there are at least hundreds of rooms on top and bottom, not including the large and large main hall on the first floor.Many people are powerful. Yesterday and midnight, with the efforts of the red-sleeve recruiting girls, the servants and followers, and the neighbors of the neighborhood, the building has been cleaned.It's just that there has been no one living for too long, and it smells of uncomfortable musty.

The girls all live on the third floor, and many rooms are vacant for each one.The scale of the red sleeved move was evident at the time, and the number of girls in the red sleeved move was impressive.

The Red Sleeve is just a singing and dancing business, not doing business in the blue house.

In the imperial capital, singing and dancing can't be said to be as ridiculous, but anyway, it can be counted as dozens of famous ones, but they don't do the skin and meat business.When the loyal prince Yang Qi raised the red sleeves to raise the flag, he said that he would build the most elegant and pure singing and dancing line in the Imperial City.

In his capacity, it is difficult to do anything.

Unless anyone wants to die, they will ask the girls of Red Sleeve to pick up or not.

The girls didn't sleep until dawn, so the building seemed a little empty.The entourage and the servants were also busy arranging and tidying up. Tu Wu, the housekeeper who was not low in the building, took the two people out early to report to the Chang'an government office, and then he needed some helpers.

Most people are dreaming, but the thrush is not sleepy.

Or eleven years long not to return to the emperor made her feel a little bit, she stood in front of the back window of the wooden building watching the backyard stunned.I just stood motionless, not knowing whether I saw the scenery now or eleven years ago.

After a long time like the freezing of the picture, she slowly took a breath and asked the girl who looked like a fairy in her side: "I asked you what I thought about this boy halfway along."

She looked at the young man with a broken arm dance and asked again: "In order to practice the left hand with a knife, he cut off his right arm. People who can have this courage and intelligence are at least rare in Da Sui. Now ... what do you think of him? . "

A wick of dying candles in white clothes looked at the figure of the teenager, and Gu Jing, whose face was forever, did not seem to wave, as if nothing could disturb her state of mind.She looked out the window but wondered if the teenager outside the window was in her eyes. After a moment of silence, she picked a word in the corner of her mouth.

"greedy"

Yi Meimei slightly stunned, and then couldn't help smiling: "If there is no greed, how can you be obsessed? If you have no heart, how can you succeed? Greed ... has always been the strongest and most lasting driving force for people to grow . "