[Comprehensive History] Clothes are all over the world

It seemed that the day was not destined for study.

It wasn't long before Mu Bai opened the book and gnawed hard, Mu Wen, who was sitting obediently by himself and playing with himself, let out a moaning sound.

After questioning, the child was so wronged that he clutched his small watermelon belly to express his stomach pain.Abdominal pain in children is not a trivial matter, Mu Bai immediately rushed to the military doctor's office nervously holding his younger brother.

At this moment, the army is camping here, and the medical craftsmen accompanying the army don't have many tasks other than taking care of the wounded who broke Dali before, so when they saw Mu Bai rushing over anxiously holding his younger brother, he didn't say much, and went out with his hand. To check the pulse, his expression became weird after a while.

Mu Bai and Mu Chun were named and criticized by the doctor as adults who indulged their children to eat wild food, and Mu Xiaowen, who ate too much and couldn't digest and had a stomachache, became an educational tool for the doctor to teach the children of medicine and was rubbed against by all kinds of people. , both brothers suffered a merciless mental blow, and in the end Mu Bai had to take a walk with his younger brother to help digest.

As a result of seeking medical treatment with great fanfare, the two brothers of the Mu family said that they had died socially.

For the safety of the soldiers, the treatment area has always been far away from the residential area, so Mu Bai, who was holding his younger brother, walked around half of the dormitory area when he was seeking medical treatment, and he would inevitably have to go around half of the residential area when he came back.

When he went there, he was in such a hurry that he didn't even notice that there was a running peacock behind his buttocks. Naturally, something big happened to him in the eyes of others.There are many people who care about Mu Xiaowen, and now they always have to ask a few words when they come back.

As a result, the fact that Mu Wen's child immediately had a stomachache because of greedy food soon spread to everyone.Seeing Mu Wen, who felt ashamed, put his head in Mu Bai's arms and only showed his buttocks for everyone to see, the soldiers who were idle and fast growing hair jumped out one by one, expressing that it is normal for children to be greedy, Mu Xiaowen is already a very Good boy, it's better not to be too strict with the cub.

In order to comfort Mu Wen, who was clutching his stomach and crying, the soldiers also generously donated a lot of gadgets, and even because of their emotional comparison, they sent more and more weird and heavy things. Mu Bai had no choice but to hand over his younger brother to his friends, and concentrate on receiving gifts and expressing thanks.

As the weight in his hands gradually increased, Mu Bai's expression gradually turned from a smile to a blank expression. Although he knew it a long time ago, but...is his younger brother's popularity a bit too good?

Obviously, Mu Xiaowen just took a few more steps to digest and digest, and he didn't even drink the medicine juice. What's the matter with the appearance of these people suffering one by one?

And when did they get so familiar with Mu Wen?There are a lot of soldiers here that he doesn't know. Could it be the friendship established during the meal?

Mu Bai turned his head to look at the child in Mu Chun's arms, met the child's black and tearful round eyes, and suddenly felt his chest was stabbed by BIU, he was so weak that he covered his chest, and held the wooden text The "consolation goods" continued to walk towards the camp.

Well, he reflected, not to blame Brother Bing, he is also a creature who looks at his face, who would not want to tease the cute, obedient and sweet-mouthed little Douding.

Mu Bai tried his best to recall how he felt when he picked up Mu Wen. To be honest, Mu Xiaowen's chubby little face and cuddly personality like a puppy really determined his initial favorability value.

Cough, as a tool spirit, he should not have the human race's aesthetic obsession. The result now must be the sequelae brought about by this body. After all, color control, it must be something that is engraved in the genes and inherited in one continuous line.

"Abai," just as Mu Bai was trying to defend himself, Mu Chun put down Mu Wen, who was still moaning in his arms, and said, "Your hand is heavy, you might as well go back first, and I will accompany him slowly." Go for a while."

As soon as Mu Bai turned his head, he saw Mu Xiaowen's wrinkled little face. The little fat claws of their little gold-swallowing beast were pressed on his stomach, and the two little eyebrows were tied in a knot. Obviously, the child suddenly treated him He was still very dissatisfied with the reduction in time, and he was even more unhappy when he heard Mu Chun's words, his little mouth was so pouted that he could hang a flower.

Seeing him like that, what can Mu Bai say, of course he can only say that it's okay, I'm with you!

and……

"This weight is not as heavy as a stone lock," Mu Bai felt the weight of the straw basket full of various condolence items sinking heavily, and simply walked up and down doing curling movements, right as an exercise.

Seeing him like this, Mu Chun immediately looked sideways, carefully scrutinized Mu Bai's small body's vigorous curve, and then asked with certainty: "Have you practiced before? How about two moves?"

"Okay, okay!" Mu Bai's eyes lit up immediately, and his coveted eyes moved to Mu Chun's knife tied around his waist. Speaking of which, he had known each other for so long, and he hadn't touched his little friend's weapon yet. !

Um?Sneaky?That must not work, everything has a spirit, Mu Bai doesn't want to be approached by someone after a few years and point out that you sneaked on me a few years ago, how embarrassing it would be.

If you want to touch it, you must be justified. If you touch it with the owner's permission, it will not be considered an advantage.

However, Mu Chun was indifferent to the eagerly looking eyes of his little friend, and ruthlessly refused: "Just click it."

Mu Bai: ...QAQ

"One good soldier equals ten bad warriors," Mu Chun comforted patiently, and led the people towards the school grounds, "You and I are not as strong in age, if we fight each other with weapons..."

Mu Bai stared at him immediately: "Then shall we exchange weapons?"

Mu Chun continued to take his time: "For a soldier, he loves a knife like his wife, and it cannot be borrowed."

Mu Bai racked his brains to argue with his words: "But don't you Han people say that brothers are like siblings and women are like clothes. If the clothes are torn, they can still be sewn, but if the limbs are broken, they can't be continued."

Mu Chun finally stopped in his tracks, turned his head slowly, and his handsome face showed a bit of inscrutability: "Chun has seen people with severed limbs, but never seen people without clothes and pants."

While speaking, he also shifted his gaze to Mu Bai’s suit of clothes that was very different from that of the Han people, showing a slightly thoughtful expression, as if he wanted to know if there was such a thing as streaking in the local culture, Mu Bai was seen His hairs were all blown up, and he felt wronged, so he could only lower his head listlessly.

However, Mu Chun did not stop joking. He said with great interest: "Although Chun is not very well-read, he has always been proud of his extensive reading. I really haven't heard what my virtuous brother said. I don't know my virtuous brother. Where did you read the book? Chun also wants to read it.”

Mu Bai pursed his lips when he heard the words, and just about to speak, the image of Sha Hong and Er Xia couple suddenly flashed in his mind for some reason, but Sha Hong had a smiling face, and his senior brother was in pain when he was pinched...

cough cough.

Mu Bai shivered, and hurriedly said: "I can't remember where I saw it, it seems that a person named Xuande said it? But he also had a premise at the time, it seems that he didn't save his wife to appease him. My brother. Oh, when people comfort others, they can naturally say anything, no, I just said it casually, our wife is as important as a brother here."

The desire to survive these words can be said to be very strong. Mu Bai looked around, saw no one was around, and tugged on Mu Chun's sleeve, making a dignified gesture: "Although I and you are brothers, I still have a relationship with you." I want to tell you to treat my wife better, it is not easy for a wife to leave her hometown and her original home to marry you, and I will not blame you as a brother if you choose your wife at a critical moment."

As he said that, he touched his brother's head: "You too, don't listen to my brother's nonsense just now, do you know that a wife is as important as a brother?"

"Then what if we can't have the best of both worlds?" Mu Wen raised his small head, his eyes sparkled when he mentioned such topics, and he seemed to have forgotten even the stomachache.

Mu Bai replied very simply: "That means you are not strong enough, and if you are strong enough, you will not encounter this problem."

"Brother, you are wrong." Mu Wen shook his little finger, walking with his hands behind his back a little proudly: "Brother, you should say that as long as you don't marry a wife, you won't encounter this problem!"

Brother, your problem-solving ideas are very clear!

Mu Bai glanced at the little piggy at home in amazement, and nodded slowly after thinking about it: "It also makes sense, we have a saying that both being single and bald can become stronger."

Mu Chun, who was listening, took a deep breath, a little startled by the brain circuit of the two brothers, he said in a deep voice: "A man should find a way to get the best of both worlds..."

"Then what if there is no other way?" The two Mu brothers looked over together, and the emotions flickering in their identical round eyes were probably similar, except that there was a bit of cunning in Mu Bai's eyes, while his younger brother was completely curious.

As a bachelor who had never thought about such philosophical issues, Mu Chun was also silent.

"Oh, what's there to think about?" A soldier passing by smiled and said to the three little kids, "Of course it's a daughter-in-law. The daughter-in-law is fragrant and soft. How can a rough man compare?"

The two brothers of the Mu family looked up at him together, and the two children pointed at his back at the same time. As soon as the soldier turned his head, he met the gloomy eyes of his colleagues. He squeezed his fist and wrenched his fingers, expressing that he wanted to have a friendly brotherly conversation with him.

The military man who said the wrong thing at the wrong time was dragged back to teach him a lesson. This 1VN battle showed everyone the fighting power and "unity" of the Ming military man. most important.

As the instigators, Mu Bai and Mu Chun had already stood at the vacant space on the side and picked up weapons. Naturally, there is no shortage of weapons in the martial arts arena as an army, and because different types of arms use different weapons, in order to meet everyone's needs , from long spears and lances to hand crossbows and bayonets, everything is here.

Of course, they are all authentic products.

In this regard, the soldier who manages weapons said that a real man needs a real knife and a real gun to do it. It’s so boring to play fake, and the difference between the real and the fake is not even a star. If you don’t let your body get used to the strength of the real, Wouldn't it be embarrassing to accidentally flash to the waist on the battlefield?

"There is a lot of bloodshed in peacetime, but no tears in wartime." The ten words are pasted there, and I don't know who wrote them. To put it mildly, it is wild and uninhibited. It still looks very bluffing in this martial arts arena.

Mu Chun took the wooden stick as soon as he got started, but when he turned his head, he found that Mu Bai had made the same choice as him.

The two looked at each other, Qiqi was speechless.

"You don't have to let me." Mu Bai glanced at Mu Chun who was standing with a stick, rubbed his nose and said embarrassedly: "I'm quite strong, really."

Mu Chun also glanced at him with a complicated expression: "Me too."

It wasn't until the two of them actually fought that they understood what was going on with each other's expressions at that time.

When sticks meet, it is clear that the ancestor of all diseases, the least murderous among the eighteen kinds of weapons, makes the sound of handing over swords when they intersect. If the sticks made by military craftsmen are not extremely tough, these two sticks must be in the same place. When people fight for the first time, they can't be broken.

Mu Bai shook his arm indiscriminately, letting the numbness passing from his fingers to his elbow recede in the same way, and Mu Chun, who was four or five steps away from him, also adjusted his stick holding posture. Hey, he loosened his lower knuckles, and he felt uncomfortable.

The two looked at each other with a bit of surprise in their eyes, and Mu Chun's surprise was even greater when he insisted on speaking.

The first time he and Mu Bai came into contact was when Mu Bai wanted to sneak away to see the firecrackers. It's a small trick, so Mu Chun only thinks that this friend is just practicing some physical strengthening methods.

But now, as soon as he came into contact with him, he knew that Mu Bai must have wanted to catch him without a fight, otherwise, with his hand strength and being caught off guard, maybe he couldn't escape.

He raised his eyes, his dark eyes filled with fighting intent.

Mu Bai's eyes were shining brightly, exactly the same as the kid Mu Wen who was jumping up and down cheering for his brother with his hands up, he lowered his weight and twisted the wooden stick into a flower, full of fighting spirit: "Come again!"

The young man charged forward in three steps, his posture was extremely vigorous, but just as he was rushing in front of the opponent, he suddenly squatted down and turned sharply, turning the kinetic energy of the sprint into the potential energy of an upward thrust, and the long stick hit Mu Chun's face straight and go.

His move can be said to be tricky. Among the attack angles that people are least good at dealing with, there must be a move from the bottom to the top. What's more, in the face of an attack directed at the face, in order to protect the eyes, the instinct of the brain is to direct the body avoid.

But if he made an evasive action at this moment, it would be giving the opponent a free time, and more importantly, this move would be a transfer of the initiative.

At any time, the transfer of the initiative is fatal, let alone in wartime.

So Mu Chun didn't have to panic in response to this spying. The young man's eyes were as firm as water, and he took a step sideways.

If Mubai's stick is like a falcon rushing straight up, his stick is like a snake winding around, ruthlessly restraining the falcon's wings, and turning into a whirlwind, trying to disrupt the falcon's flight track, and press it back to the ground .

This move not only slowed down his speed, but also weakened most of his power. After four or two strokes of a heavy stick, it suddenly turned into an ordinary temptation. causing his abdomen to open wide.

Mu Chun then pushed with his palm and stabbed in accordance with the trend, responding to Mu Bai's stick upwards, and immediately turned from defense to offense after one blow.

Seeing this, Mu Bai let go of his hand, and the wooden stick fell a lot along with the gravity, and was firmly caught by his other free hand. With his hands up and down, he firmly blocked Mu Chun's tentative attack. Using force, with the force of Mu Chun's stabbing force, he jumped back a step to the most comfortable safe distance for the soldiers.

After this blow, his landing point was slightly unstable, and there was a drag mark under his feet, which also showed Mu Chun's strength.

However, within a few breaths, the two had a wonderful and fast offensive and defensive exchange, and neither of them could please them. This time, several soldiers around saw applause and high-fives.

However, the voices of others on the field were nothing but a breeze for the two of them on the field. The contact battle just now was just a test for each other, and the real battle had just begun.

As the earliest weapon mastered by human beings, long sticks have been passed down for generations since humans started hunting. However, no matter how long it has been passed down, its basic attack mode has never changed. With the change of the enemy and the change of raw materials, many action variants have been added.

But everything remains the same. As a stick without sharp weapons, the main strategy of the stick method is the defensive counterattack style of static braking and waiting for work.

However, in Mubai's hands, his long stick is not so much a stick, but a gun without a spike, a knife without a sharpened edge, or a whip without tanning.

In his eyes, there seems to be no difference in the shape of weapons. When he wants to stab, the stick is a spear, when he wants to entangle the enemy, it is a whip, and when he wants to chop, it is a knife. To outsiders, it is obvious that a child is wielding sticks indiscriminately, but it seems to be fighting with a bunch of sticks, which has no logic at all.

However, the child has a dexterous figure and a flexible body. Many movements and unimaginable angles that adults cannot do can be performed on him, which is extremely difficult to deal with.

"Who did this kid learn from? It's all wild ways." At some time, more and more people stood around the martial arts arena, and someone already saw the trick: "I'm afraid that kid Mu Chun can't stop him."

"Mu Xiaolang's stick kung fu should have been taught by a famous teacher, but it's a pity that he is now an old mage and met an old godmother, so he has nowhere to use his energy." The person beside him laughed, stroking his beloved short mustache and laughing happily: "There must be a master behind this little boy, and all the teaching is practical, but that's good, after this time, Mu Xiaolang will definitely make a lot of money, and a bad bottleneck will be broken. I haven't seen that kid Mu Ying. It’s such a pity to see this scene.”

He didn't care about the terrified expressions of the people around him, and said happily: "The land of Yunnan is really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon. It's a coincidence that I met it. I must go and have a look. Maybe I can find out a real Buddha." Come."