The hayloft is still the same inn.

Brother Hai, who was tired of traveling, finally found Shali Fei in the inn. With a smile on his face, he quickly walked to the table and sat opposite Shali Fei.

There was a plate of steaming horse meat on the table.

"Grand Ranger!"

"It is you!"

Shali Fei also had a smile on his face: "Is something wrong?"

Looking at the greasy-mouthed Sha Lifei across from him, Brother Hai spoke quickly: "Yidaoxian's brother Erye wanted to bully my good sister and wanted to kill me, but I killed him, but someone had already gone to report to Yidaoxian. I

Brother Wang and I want to deal with Yi Dao Xian, but Yi Dao Xian is very powerful and never uses a second sword to kill people, so we are afraid that we are no match!"

"Do you want me to help you deal with Yidao Xian?" Shali Fei chuckled and cut a piece of mutton with his short knife, threw it into his mouth, and chewed it.

"Yes! You are a great ranger who kills the rich, helps the poor, and eradicates violence!" Brother Hai looked at Shali Fei with admiration.

"Even if you don't have such a problem, sooner or later I will kill a swordsman!" Shali Fei said aggressively, but then his voice changed: "It's just that I owe this woman the money for the shop!"

Brother Hai took out the money bag he had prepared and handed it over.

Shali Fei took the money bag and shook it first, then opened it and looked at it. His face was not very good, and he looked up at Brother Hai opposite him: "Is that all?"

"Don't worry, these are just deposits. My father-in-law still has them at his place. As long as you help us kill Yi Daoxian, my father-in-law will definitely give you the remaining money!"

"no problem!"

"When will the One-Sword Immortal arrive?"

"My father-in-law said that the One-Sword Immortal will arrive in three days, and it's already the second day."

"Then the day after tomorrow morning, when the sun rises three poles, we will meet under the two flagpoles!"

"Okay!" Brother Hai showed joy on his face.

Shali Fei said grandly: "Eat! You're welcome."

"Eh!"

Brother Hai, who had received Shali Fei's promise, happily grabbed a large piece of horse meat and ate it heartily. After eating and drinking enough, he had a good sleep in the inn. Early the next morning,

As soon as the genius showed up, he immediately set off back to Shuangqi Town.

He wanted to tell Haomei and Brother Wang the good news.

"Brother Wang, do you think Brother Hai will come back?" In the kitchen, the good girl who was kneading dough bit her lips and asked with some anxiety.

Wang Zhong smiled and said: "She will come back! You are his wife, and you are still here. How could he not come back?"

The good girl's eyes were dark and her mood was complicated. She was looking forward to Brother Hai's return and believed that Brother Hai would come back, but she was afraid that Brother Hai would really just leave.

The restaurant was still closed, and the lame man was sitting next to the table where his mother was not yet, smoking cigarettes one after another. In the hazy smoke, his expression was solemn and his eyes were complicated.

After having breakfast and feeding the horses, the good girl slowly walked out of Xiao Zheng amidst the gazes and murmurs of the people in the town, climbed up a heavily weathered rocky mountain outside the town, and looked in the direction of the hay shop.

I don’t know how long it has been.

Under the shining of the morning sun, on the sand dunes in the distance, a man on a horse suddenly appeared. Seeing that man, the good girl immediately showed a bright smile on her face, and endless sweetness surged in her heart, while calling her child

Brother's name, while rushing down the stone mountain.

Brother Hai approached on horseback and stretched out his hand to Good Girl. Good Girl didn't hesitate at all and reached out to grab Brother Hai's hand. Brother Hai pulled her hard and sat on the horse's back. She hugged Brother Hai's waist with both hands.

Under the shining of the morning sun, we rode back to Shuangqi Town.

"It'll be good to come back! It'll be good to come back!" The cripple's tone was full of emotion, and he patted Brother Hai's upper arm several times.

"Shalifei and I have agreed that we will meet under the two flagpoles tomorrow when we go up to the third pole, and he will help us deal with Shalifei."

After hearing this, the lame man's expression darkened, but he said nothing.

Wang Zhong sneered and said, "If he is really willing to come over and help, why don't he have to wait until tomorrow? He can just come back with you."

"Don't have too high expectations for Shali Fei. The higher the expectations, the greater the disappointment!"

"People, after all, still have to rely on themselves!"

After hearing what Wang Zhong said, the smile on Brother Hai's face gradually disappeared. He turned to look at the good girl next to him, and the hand that held the good girl's little hand quietly added a little more strength.

"Don't worry, I'm here! I will protect you and your father-in-law."

"Yeah!" Although the good girl agreed, she still couldn't help but worry in her heart, especially what Wang Zhong said just now, which greatly damaged the good girl's confidence.

That was the One-Sword Immortal, not a cat or a dog. None of the swordsmen who challenged the One-Sword Immortal over the years could leave alive.

The reputation of Yidaoxian is built on the lives of many living people.

But looking at Brother Hai's firm gaze, the good girl felt an inexplicable sense of security in her heart.

Even if he dies, it would be good if he could be with Brother Hai.

Those beautiful eyes were already full of affection at this moment.

Sure enough, there is a shortcut to the depths of a woman's heart.

The lame man called Wang Zhong and Brother Hai, and the three of them went to the stable in the backyard. The lame man took out a meat horse from the stable and was about to ask Wang Zhong and Brother Hai to help but kill it, but Wang Zhong stopped him.

"Let Brother Hai come!" Wang Zhong looked at Brother Hai.

The lame man looked at Wang Zhong, then at Brother Hai next to him, nodded and walked aside.

Wang Chongchong gave Brother Hai an encouraging look: "The ancients had the habit of sacrificing flags during wars. Today's horse is the one we use to sacrifice flags!"

Brother Hai understood what Wang Zhong meant.

Walking to the front of the horse, facing the horse's head, he closed his eyes and took a few deep breaths. His breathing gradually became even, and the altar became clear. With a long breath, he was slowly swallowed into his belly, and he saw the child.

Brother moved his five fingers slightly, and the two swords in the sheaths on the outside of his legs jumped up from the sheaths and fell into Brother Hao's hands.

The horse seemed to realize something. It raised its head and neighed. Just as it raised its two front hooves, it saw the figure in front of it flicker. Brother Hao advanced and turned around. The person was already at the side of the horse. He raised his knife and dropped it. A knife like a moonlight.

The light fell and passed over the horse's neck, like cutting tofu, without encountering any obstruction.

The huge horse head fell down in response, and blood spurted out from the cavity like spring water, splashing all over Brother Boy.

The horse's just-raised premise continued to rise with inertia. After a moment, the huge horse corpse fell down weakly.

With a bang, the horse corpse fell to the ground, splashing countless dust. The blood in the cavity spread all over the ground, and the scarlet blood seeped into the soil and dripped all over the ground.

If it had been normal, the lame man would have gone up and beat Brother Boy hard, and so much horse blood would have been wasted.

But now the cripple, looking at this scene, in addition to being amazed, there is also a bit of sadness in his eyes.

At such a young age, he has such power and sword skills. If he is given enough time to grow up, in a few years, he will be able to deal with the One-Sword Immortal. But now...

Why!

The lame man didn't say anything depressing.

"Good girl, go to the house to add firewood and fetch water!"

Wang Zhong nodded towards Brother Hai with great satisfaction: "Yes, my body skills are becoming more and more proficient!"

Brother Hai raised his sleeves to wipe the blood from his face. He smelled the pungent smell of blood. There was no smile on his face. He just stared blankly at the horse corpse that was still bleeding out.

But the scene of killing the second master with one knife the day before yesterday came to mind, as well as the two horse thieves he killed on the way from the hay shop to Shuangqi Town.

There is not much difference between killing people and killing horses.

After shaving the horse's hair, the headless horse corpse was hung upside down on the wooden ladder. At Wang Zhong's suggestion, the knife in the lame man's hand was once again handed over to Brother Hai.

"Knife skills come from life. Killing horses, disemboweling, skinning, cutting bones, and removing meat. Each requires different angles, wrist strength, and methods of knife execution. Combined with the force exertion method I teach you, before drawing the knife

, identify the place first, and don’t hesitate once you’ve identified it.

A single strength is limited, so you need to use strength to make your waist, shoulders, and wrists work together, and try to use the smallest amount of strength to achieve the desired effect.

You must trust your own feelings, and try to mobilize your true energy when drawing the knife. Follow the method your father taught you, use your energy to push the knife, and use the knife to bring your energy. You must know that all the best sword techniques in the world are

, basically evolved from life, real skills can only be seen in the details..."

Brother Hai was using the knife, and Wang Zhong was teaching beside him. Brother Hai had been using the knife to cut bones and meat for a long time, and he had vaguely touched a certain threshold. Now under great pressure, with the guidance of Wang Zhong

, Brother Hai became more and more focused, and the distracting thoughts in his mind faded away. Only the horse corpse was left in front of him, only the texture between the muscles was left, and the true energy in the body was also constantly running.

When the horse meat was put into the pot, Brother Hai was still standing in front of the chopping board, still holding the knife in his hand, somewhat lost in thought.

Wang Zhong asked the cripple and the good girl not to disturb Brother Hai and let him think about it slowly.

The good girl didn't know why, but the lame man was knowledgeable and vaguely noticed something, but he was limited by his lack of skills and lack of knowledge, so he didn't know what was going on.

When the horse meat was half stewed, Brother Hai also woke up, put down the short knife in his hand, walked to the stove with a smile on his face: "Good girl, is the meat stewed yet? I'm hungry!"

"It's almost ready, just wait a little longer!"

The good girl looked at Brother Hai curiously, and suddenly felt that Brother Hai seemed to be different from before. After her big black and bright eyes flickered for a few times, she suddenly saw the smile on Brother Hai's face.

The calmness and confidence in his eyes.

Seeing this scene, Wang Zhong couldn't help but feel a little emotional, he deserves to be the protagonist.

"How do you feel?" Wang Zhong asked.
To be continued...