Wang Hong was still taking stock of swordsmanship with his grandfather at home. When Xiaoyun encountered this, the two of them had nothing to say.

No one would have thought that when buying things at home, they would encounter kidnapped.

However, Xiaoyun dared to shoot and kill someone, which made her grandfather look at Zhao Jingzhi a few more times. He thought to himself that this granddaughter-in-law is really amazing. He actually forced Xiaoyun, a good boy, to dare to shoot and kill someone.

The family comforted Xiaoyun, saying that this was a good thing to kill one person and save ten families. After a few days, Xiaoyun also returned to peace.

The two women's open and secret struggles no longer hurt the harmony, and they even made it difficult for Wang Hong to do it. But Wang Hong still hid, and it was impossible not to hide. One didn't have much contact with him, and it was a bit awkward to be together. It's okay, but the other, with a bigger temper than his belly, was a treasure in the eyes of his elders, and he couldn't afford to offend him.

Wang Hong could only look for his grandfather to talk about swordsmanship and fists. If a bandit is approaching, he will run to defeat the bandits. Two months passed quickly.

Grandpa made the decision and simply killed the three of them.

My mother was extremely anxious. If she hadn't been in good health, she would have followed her daughter-in-law to take care of her first grandchild. Now she could only give Xiaoyun a lot of instructions to make Xiaoyun feel wronged and take good care of the children in Zhao Jingzhi's belly.

Xiaoyun is still acceptable to this. What is the difference between taking care of children and taking care of big wives?

Wang Hong wanted to keep the money he brought back at home, but the elderly at home didn't want it. One of them had saved a lot of money in Guandong, and the other was doing business and had investments. All of this money was kept for Wang Hong, the only seedling. How could he ask for the money in his hand?

I was still afraid that he would not have enough money and wanted to give him money to spend.

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Among the relatives, the two children from my uncle's family came a few times. Later, they told the adults at home that they wanted to go out for a trip with Wang Hong.

This is not a bad thing. After my uncle came to the door to talk about Xiang himself, Wang Hong brought these two stupid boys on the way back. With his ability, it is not difficult to find a job for these two cousins.

Grandpa was very happy, but he just scolded the two children a few more words: I didn’t like martial arts since I was a child, and when I went out, I had nothing to do with me.

The ages are different, and there are not many skills in rural areas at this time, and they are nothing more than farming and raising livestock.

Farming is very hard, and things are messy, both morning and evening. During the busy farming period, you have to get up and go down the ground before dawn, and you can only return home when it is dark. If there is any natural disaster and the manpower is insufficient, you can only watch the crops in the fields reduce their yields and harvests. There are even more man-made disasters, and there is a single official mouth, and nearly half of the harvest is gone. If the bandits come twice, there will be nothing left for food at home.

After various evolutions in later generations, farmers no longer had any taxes, but the taxes at this time were really as numerous as cows. Not to mention the differences between villages and labor services, those who raise cattle must pay: donation of livestock, donation of livestock heads, donation of livestock feeding, donation of livestock public welfare bills, donation of livestock crossing, donation of livestock tickets, donation of livestock tickets, donation of livestock tickets, donation of livestock ropes.

The farmers who rent land paid official taxes and land rent. The remaining food was to drink two meals of water porridge a day, and they had to eat dirt for a month in winter.

Break through Guandong is not an occasional occurrence, it is really a necessity.

The uncle's children don't want to stay in a small county town, and they don't want to farm. Wang Hong understands this. But Wang Hong can only smile bitterly. The hardships of practicing martial arts for many years are not something that ordinary people can endure.

If he practiced again since he was a child, he would have a headache.

As long as there is another way out, who will choose the Chinese art industry? There are more ways out in the future and more fun fun, so naturally no one will practice martial arts.

With the advice of the elders, the group left the county town, and this time they walked on the official road, heading all the way from Yantai to Qingdao.

There were very few bandits on the main road. From my hometown to Yantai, the roadside was calm, thanks to the strangling of the bandits by Wang Hong and his grandfather.

I changed a carriage in Yantai. On the way, Wang Hong was talking to the person who drove the carriage.

The person who drove the car said that the land of the dozens of miles was quite calm and there were no bandits. But just after he finished speaking, he encountered a group of bandits roaming over.

Looking at the bandits who were walking out of the woods on the roadside with earthen guns, Wang Hong suddenly wanted these two little cousins ​​to know about the outside world. Before the bandits could run in front of them, the big-bellied box opened fire.

He knocked down these people and shot his guns one by one.

Then, he drove his two little cousins ​​to the car and went to see if they were dead.

The two children's faces were ashen, their legs were weak. The ground was red and white, and they were disgusting. But when they thought that Wang Hong, who was carrying a gun behind them, had to vomit while checking the lives of these bandits.

After being tossed by Wang Hong this time, the two of them were frightened. They originally wanted to go out and join Wang Hong as soldiers to eat food, but shooting is fun, but killing people is for nothing. This time, their minds were completely changed to going to a big place to find a comfortable life to live for the rest of their lives.

When he was rushing forward, Zhao Jingzhi joked about Wang Hong: "Wang Hong, you are the life of recruiting bandits. Others rarely encounter bandits on the road, and you can meet them wherever you go."

Wang Hong sighed and said in his heart that the world is not bad, who can blame him? But he joked: "This is the King of Hell who asked me to hook my life."

Xiaoyun saw the two of them talking in unison, and she couldn't even interfere with her words, and she felt a little sad. She couldn't help but give Zhao Jingzhi a lot of white, thinking: Maybe who is the life to recruit bandits, so the fairy recruits bandits.

Those who drive the carriage are even more careful in serving them along the way.

Walking the main road from Yantai, I took the bus during the day and rushed to the road without any rush. At night, I found a suitable place to rest overnight. I only encountered a group of bandits in Zhaohu Mountain.

Zhaohushan has always had large groups of bandits, but their reputation is not obvious. Because these people are not specialized bandits, they farm when they are busy and make some quick money when they are free, and pay great attention to protecting their identities.

The person who drove the carriage told him that there were bandits in Zhaohu Mountain in advance, and he came out from time to time to rob him, and told Wang Hong to listen.

Wang Hong paid attention to the terrain on the roadside.

At the foot of Zhaohu Mountain, there was a small town where Wang Hong's carriage walked over without stopping, but there were two fast legs in the town. After seeing the people in the carriage, he immediately ran into the mountain.

When Wang Hong faintly saw the county town in front, he suddenly appeared. A large group of people ran out of the village road ahead. When they saw the carriage, they sat on the side of the road and gasped for their strength.

Wang Hong immediately stood up in the carriage. He looked over carefully and found that there seemed to be four or five horses, and everyone had guns. It was impossible to see what gun it was from afar. Most of them should be earth-based guns.

Seeing that he didn't look like a good person, he asked the chauffeur to park the carriage on the side of the road.

The large group of people saw that the carriage stopped, and a few people got on the horse and immediately came to the front.

Seeing that no one in military uniform was wearing a military uniform, Wang Hong was ready to shoot.

When the riders got closer, they saw these five people holding box guns, short guns, and horse rifles.

The carriage driver also saw it clearly, and said, "The man from Zhaohushan" and his body suddenly slipped under the car.

Wang Hong sighed, and when the distance was right, he muttered: "Recruiting the life of bandits", and the gun in his hand desperately spitted the shell of the bullet.

The man riding a horse was knocked down. Wang Hong immediately jumped out of the car and ran to the ditch on the side of the road to fix the guns. Then he swept a few magazines at the people who were hiding from both sides of the road. He seemed to have hit several people from afar, but then he was dragged away by his bandits' companions.

These bandits did not dare to fight hard, and entered Henglu with the wounded ones. When Wang Hong chased after him, they had already run far away to the hillside.

When Wang Hong threw the bullets of the people riding horses onto the carriage and dragged an uninjured horse, he walked over, and the bandits on the hillside began to walk down the mountain again.

Wang Hong estimated that these people came to collect the corpses and ignored them.

On the way, Wang Hong remembered what Lao Zheng said: "You can shoot on the road without any trouble, and you won't recruit bandits." So he taught Xiaoyun and his two cousins ​​how to use these guns, so that they could try any guns, practice their correct heads, and scare bandits by the way.

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Each chapter says: The ancient sword techniques are called "Four Mother Swords".

To strike, use one to three inches of the front end of the sword blade (called three edges), short wrist shaking force is like hitting a bell and chime. Click up and down, modern times, it is called a dot sword, a slamming sword. Strike left and right or flat. The tip of the sword is hit to the side of the little finger as a forward strike, and the direction to the side of the thumb is a counterattack.

Punch, use the tip of the sword to directly follow any part of the opponent's body along the direction of the sword body. The sword body is horizontal and vertically called a vertical prick. Combined with the direction and footwork of the sword, body technique, there are also advance pricks, retreat pricks, independent pricks, jump pricks, jump pricks, air pricks, change hands, turn pricks, turn pricks, chain pricks, etc.

Grid, use the tip of the sword or the front end of the sword blade to pick out the opponent's attack weapons. Modern is called picking swords and hanging swords. The left hang is the straight grid, the right hangs are the reverse grid. The upper hangs are the Chongtian grid. The left hangs are the left grid, and the right hangs are the right grid or the reverse grid. Modern lattice technology of the sword spine and the back blade.

In the era of washing and battle formation, the important technology of sticking rods was used for many sword spines. Now this statement is rarely used. There are flat washing, oblique washing, upper washing, and lower washing. In modern times, it is changed to tick, belt, pull, cut, cut, cut, sweep, etc.
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