Beipai Tomb Raiders Notes

Early this morning, I squatted at the door and brushed my teeth while watching Brother Yu and King Miao Dao compete.

The wooden stick used by brother Yu and the wooden knife used by the king of swords, the two fought for hundreds of rounds in a short period of time, and I was so excited that I couldn't wait to rush up to join them.

There was a conflict between the two before, and it turned out that Brother Yu was injured by his seedling knife.

The Four-fingered Saber King retreated to the side, and said with a hearty smile, "Haha! Little master! You have a great sense of compassion in your stick movements. This is Shaolin Temple's mountain-suppressing stick technique!"

Standing with a stick, he was praised, but Brother Yu shook his head and said, "Knife King, you're too proud. If I used a real sword, I'm afraid I've already lost this round. I just don't know what kind of sword technique you used just now?"

"Ha ha!"

He laughed and said loudly: "The so-called progress cuts a knife like a wave! A dead tree twists and turns like a dragon! Hanging a knife and striking the head is hard to hide! Step forward and stab without mercy! The golden rooster is independent and weeps like ghosts and gods! Spread the knife and turn around like a roc."

After hearing this, Brother Yu was surprised and said, "36 Tiangang Knife? But Brother, you are using the Miao Knife?"

According to legend, the 36 Tiangang Sword Technique was created by a butcher in the Yuan Dynasty. Its earliest prototype was a kitchen knife. Don't underestimate the kitchen knife. The actual combat effect and lethality are very powerful.

The Four-fingered Knife King seriously explained to Brother Yu: "Whether it's a seedling knife or a kitchen knife, it's always the same. As long as you master it well, it doesn't matter what kind of knife I use."

I spat out the toothpaste, and hurried over and said, "I can use anything? Brother, do you know how to use a butterfly knife?"

"what?"

He frowned and said, "I've never heard of such a knife."

I explained with gestures, describing what the butterfly knife looks like, how powerful it is, how sharp it is, and so on.

After hearing this, he smiled and said: "What kind of butterfly knife, the origin of this kind of knife is not orthodox, and Zaiqiang is just a small skill."

I immediately shook my head and retorted: "It's not a trivial skill! If all four butterfly knives in Master Zhe's book come out! It can kill the top masters in the world!"

"is it?"

Miao Knife King seemed very interested and said: "One day, if I have a chance, I really want to learn from the owner of the Butterfly Knife."

He suddenly asked me again: "Little brother, I don't know what kind of stunt you have."

"I?"

Brother Yu interjected with a smile: "Knife King, you misunderstood. In fact, Yunfeng doesn't know martial arts. He is just like us. He relies on strategy and brains to walk in the rivers and lakes." Brother Yu pointed to his head.

"Brother Yu, you are messed up! Why can't I? I'm actually a master!"

I took a stride and said loudly: "I have learned how to refine qi and drive away cicadas with eight steps!"

Brother Yu scratched his head and said, "I know you can, but the two types you know have no attack power, and they don't have any attack power at all."

Although it is true, I am not happy after hearing Brother Yu's words. Although what I have learned is indeed not offensive, you can't say that I don't know martial arts!I will be fine!

The Four-Finger Knife King smiled and said: "Little brother, it seems that you mainly learn defensive and life-saving skills, but I have three defensive skills here, which can be taught to you. Do you want to learn it?"

"Yes I do!"

"Is it difficult? If it is difficult, I can't learn it."

"Hehe, it's not difficult, I guarantee you will master it once you learn it. Once these three tricks are used together, although you can't hurt the opponent, the opponent can't hurt you even more."

I was so happy when I heard it, I like this kind of partial skill.

Brother Yu folded his hands and stood aside to listen with interest.

I just listened to the King of Swords telling me seriously: "The first move is to dive to catch birds, the second move is to lock the legs with the knife feet, and the third move is to wrap the head and brain. Once these three moves are performed in order, the enemy will definitely move. No, now let's practice it in practice."

As soon as I got my posture, the man rushed over, very fast, and he punched me straight in the face!I subconsciously turned my head to dodge, at this moment, the sword king suddenly dived!He grabbed my piece firmly with his right hand!This time, I was in so much pain that tears flowed out.

"Haha! This is called changing tricks!"

Without waiting for my follow-up reaction, he threw me to the ground, clamping my legs with his legs like scissors. At the same time, his hands formed a circle, tightly strangling my head!

This time I couldn't move, I couldn't breathe!

I slapped his arm desperately, signaling to let go quickly, I was about to suffocate to death!

"Hehe, little brother, how about my three moves?"

After I got up, the vital parts were still aching, and I gasped and said, "Wow...that's terrible, it's so terrible! I can't move at all!"

Brother Yu couldn't help but praise and said: "Yunfeng, although these three moves don't look very good-looking, they are indeed very effective in actual combat."

After a while, I clasped my fists to the Four Finger Swordsman to thank him for teaching me the three tricks. Brother Yu admitted that the Swordsman is really a hidden master. I am also relieved of my safety.

.....

After eating at noon, I rarely found a pen and paper, and lay down on the table to write and draw.

"Fengzi, what are you writing?" Bean Sprout came in and asked.

I looked up at him, and said lightly: "Writing a book, I plan to spare some free time in the future to write a book."

Bean Sprouts looked at me, his eyes almost popping out.

"Hahaha!"

"Hahaha! You fucking write a book! I laughed so hard!"

"You want to die, don't you? Why can't I write books?"

"No! Fengzi!"

Bean Sprouts wiped his eyes and said, "Do you think you are Doctor Fan? You are a college student, you fucking elementary school student, you write a book! You write a book from heaven!"

Bean Sprout Zigou saw that he was inferior and was too lazy to argue with him, so I lowered my head and continued to write and draw.

Dr. Fan wants to write a new paradigm of medical prescriptions. In the future, his paradigmatic medical prescriptions may be handed down through the ages. This inspired me, and I also want to find time to write a "Wanbaoquanshu".

This book will include all rare cultural relics and antiques in the world, including eight categories, including jade, wood, porcelain, bronze, gold, silver, stone, and pottery from various dynasties.

Real objects such as Miaoyinniao, Bronze Temple, Jade Wenming, Dragon Turtle Carrying Steles, Huangchang Tiguo, Wulian Soul Vase, various strange-looking tomb-suppressing beasts, etc.

What these things look like, their appearance characteristics, and age value, I think they are all written in Wanbao Quanshu, and I will have the opportunity to add rubbings or photos of the real objects in the future.

The more I thought about it, the more excited I became. I looked up the rare words I couldn't write in the dictionary, and kept writing until it was dark. I wrote more than 300 words.

Bean Sprouts ran in and said, "Damn it, Fengzi, you're still writing, are you serious?"

"Nonsense, do you think I'm just kidding?"

Bean Sprout suddenly laughed and said, "Hey, by the way, have your hands itched recently?"

"how?"

Bean Sprout said, "Fengzi, I've been fucking crazy for the past two months! If I don't dig two shovels of soil! I'm going to get sick!"

It’s okay if Bean Sprouts don’t talk about it, but when he talks about it, I feel itchy too.

Others will certainly not understand our feelings, it is like smoking, addictive, tomb-robbing addiction.

Bean Sprout came over and whispered a few words.

"Is there in this mountain? Have you gone to see it?"

Bean Sprout said: "Panpan told me that I went to see it long ago during your absence. The place is called Hundred People's Pit. Panpan said that it used to be a place where ancient black seedlings held sacrifices to ghosts."

The Miao people worship ghosts and gods. They have lived here in Dahou Mountain for generations. It is not surprising that there is such a place. I frowned and said, "Even if there is, it is a sacrificial pit, not an ancient tomb."

Bean Sprout retorted: "Fengzi, you don't care what he is! As long as there are dead people, there are funeral objects! Am I right?"

I nodded.

Bean Sprouts rubbed their hands together and said, "Then let's do it tonight, I'll lead the way, and I'm calling Brother Yu."

"Okay, let's go and have a look together."

"You don't write books anymore?"

I immediately threw away the pen: "Writing shit, it's more important to do the right thing."