Chapter 3538： To the past 2

Climbing to the top of the mountain, Jiuxiao Wanfu Palace is in front. Although Ye Shaoyang is not worried about being found, he just turned the sweater collar up and blocked his face just in case.

Unlike the lively scenic area of ​​Qianshan, in the real Xuanqing Mountain and the Jiuxiao Wanfu Palace, no one can see it except a few disciples who are cleaning up the courtyard.

Ye Shaoyang took Ye Xiaomu as he walked and introduced him to everything about the palace. Suddenly, a disciple came over and said, "The donor, this is a private temple. You can't enter it. Please go to Qianshan to play."

Ye Shaoyang nodded repeatedly, took Ye Xiaomu out of the side door, and came all the way to Houshan. A long voice was heard from far away. The two walked along, and finally came to the top of a rock, from a height. Looking down.

An old man was scolding a child to walk on a plum pile.

The old man was wearing a hurdle vest and large trousers, a pair of flip-flops on his feet, a plate in one hand, filled with peanuts, and stuffed his mouth from time to time.

"This is ..." Ye Xiaomu could not recognize it.

Ye Shaoyang showed a sweaty expression and said a little shyly, "Yes, he is your teacher."

"Um, the teacher is really ... naturally free and easy." Ye Xiaomu froze for a long time, and finally remembered such a meaning.

The two eyes fell on the teenager who was walking on the plum pile, saying that the teenager was older. The child was at most ten years old and very thin. The shirtless man was wearing only a pair of big pants. His dark skin was covered by the sun. It was sweat beads that ran fast under the urging of Qing Yunzi, and generally recited some spell spells in his mouth.

"Dad, is this you?"

Ye Shaoyang nodded gently, "Do you think this exercise is okay?"

Ye Xiaomu stared at the childhood Ye Shaoyang figure and said, "It's very hard."

"No, you did n’t understand. I ’m taking volley steps. There are a total of eight rules. The steps are different. Your teacher can just say a name, and I will switch according to the corresponding routine. This is actually not considered. It ’s difficult. Ordinary people can do it for three or five months. The hard part is the mantras in my mouth. The mantra is also the name your teacher says casually. When I say a topic, I will recite the whole text. Dual-use, you can't go wrong with your feet, and you can't go wrong with the scriptures in your mouth. If you go wrong, you have to start over. "

Ye Xiaomu was stunned, then immediately thought of the advantages of this exercise method, recalling Ye Shaoyang's previous performance in the battle, he finally understood why Dad can be in danger at any time, even in fierce I kept calm to a great extent in the fight, and I can think of a strategy to break the enemy in adversity.

Sure enough, this is not just a talent, but the result of years of perverted training.

"Too inductive, third ... South China scripture ... third paragraph of Tao Te Ching ... wrong word, repeat again!"

Qingyunzi was chewing peanut rice, while constantly giving orders to the young Ye Shaoyang.

In his youth, Ye Shaoyang was walking on the plum pile, and was sweating like rain. When he was punished again, he couldn't help complaining.

"Be careful! Get up your spirits. You feel bitter now, at most, just practice it again! In the future, when you take a wrong step, you will lose your life!" Qing Yunzi scolded harshly, without showing emotion.

Ye Shaoyang stared at the strange and familiar scene, his eyes moistened a little.

"These things your teacher told me, I did n’t take it seriously when I was a kid. Until then, I walked the rivers and lakes and went through all kinds of fierce battles. Whenever life and death were at stake, I would think of the days when the devil was training. I ’m glad I have a good master Otherwise, I have died ten or eight times, and I cannot live today ... "

Ye Xiaomu stared at the scene that was supposed to be obliterated by history, and was full of emotion.

"Who is where!"

Qing Yunzi suddenly turned his head to look at it. At the same time, a magic spell hit him. This was not enough. His body shot like electricity.

Ye Xiaomu saw that he was about to be caught, and suddenly grabbed himself with one hand and pulled to a dark place.

Back to the eternal void.

Ye Xiaomu took a sigh of relief, recalling the previous scene of shock, and couldn't help feeling: "The speed of the master is too fast, even faster than the speed of the amulet!"

He thought of his own speed of reaction, and the situation at that time was afraid that he would miss the reaction before it was too late.

Ye Shaoyang grinned, "If you are forced to defend, he has at least dozens of back moves already prepared. You are wrong in the first step, and then you can only be passively beaten until enough vulnerabilities are exposed, and he will One shot to defeat the enemy ... This routine is simple to say, but it is unsatisfactory. "

Ye Xiaomu knew that he was teaching himself, pondering for a moment, and said, "Sometimes, you still don't move for a long time, waiting for others to take a shot first, sometimes you figure it out, and you will deliberately show weakness ..."

"So use your brain. Study your opponent before you fight. If you are a stranger, try to be as stable as possible. Learn to anger and numb your opponent ... Simply speaking, sometimes you need to be firm, fight against the opponent, and bring up the rhythm of battle So that his advantages cannot be exerted; sometimes it is necessary to persuade the other party to enter your trap. "

Ye Shaoyang was very proud of teaching his son's combat experience.

Ye Xiaomu kept his heart in mind and said sincerely, "I'm far behind in this regard."

"So you are a son and I am an old man. Take your time. You have a chance to practice." Ye Shaoyang patted his shoulder. "Want to see your grandparents again?"

Ye Xiaomu froze and nodded forcefully.

Ye Shaoyang then took him through again and came to Yejia Village, which was almost forty years ago. This year, Ye Shaoyang was only three years old. He had not encountered the mother and son's corpse, and his grandparents and grandchildren were all there. The ordinary farmyard , Life is fun.

Because the other party is an ordinary person, you don't need to be so careful when observing it. Ye Shaoyang led his son straight into the house and greeted the host in his hometown dialect, saying that he came to the mountain to collect medicines, walked here, and asked for a drink.

A middle-aged man in his thirties who hosted them diligently greeted them to sit in the room. Ye Xiaomu secretly looked at the man, and his eyebrow was still very similar to his dad, so ... this is his grandpa Ye Bing?

"Tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival. You still have to go into the mountains at this time, not staying at home?" Ye Bing handed a hot bowl of tea.

"My son is seriously ill and is dying. He ca n’t go out to make money." Ye Shaoyang now made up a reason. Ye Xiaomu heard that he almost spit out the tea in his mouth, and looked helplessly at Ye Shaoyang. Is there such a curse?