The Book of Douluo Is Not My Will

However, when they arrived at the stall, Hu Liena did not find Xieyue. After feeling his position, she went to find her brother with the food.

……

Windy Sand Town

a cabin

The oil lamp cast a yellow light, Xie Yue sat on the stool, and the big man walked in with two plates of pork dishes.

"Brother, try my cooking. There's nothing to entertain you at home." Putting the dishes on the table, the big man greeted Xie Yue with a smile.

"Thank you." Xie Yue was not polite.

"How did the little brother discover me?" The big man asked. He really wanted to know this question. He had been living in seclusion here for decades. He had rarely used his soul power for so many years. Logically speaking, he shouldn't be able to find me. he.

"My sword told me that there are people here who are worthy of challenging." Xie Yue said calmly.

This is really a talent. The big man was a little stunned.

"I'm afraid this will disappoint you. I couldn't use a knife many years ago." The big man shook his head.

Xie Yue grabbed his wrist, and a burst of soul power penetrated, and dense hidden wounds appeared in Xie Yue's perception.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door.

Before the big man could get up, Xie Yue took the initiative to run to the door and opened it.

One hand picked up the lunch box in my sister's hand, and the other hand pulled her into the hut.

"Please treat me."

Hu Liena did not ask, but raised her hand to condense a green soul power and pressed it on the big man's back. The big man did not actively resist.

Ten minutes later, she took back her soul power and said, "Chen Ji's hidden wounds have been injured for too long and cannot be healed. I can heal up to two layers of hidden wounds, and it will take seven days."

"Oh, thank you, girl. Just stay here with me for the next few days." After thanking Hu Liena, the big man looked at Xie Yue and said.

"The girl is here just in time. She also wants to try my craftsmanship."

She didn't shirk, and she and Xie Yue took out the food from the lunch box and put it on the table together.

"I forgot to introduce you. My name is Yang Zhong. You can just call me Uncle Yang."

……

dawn the next day

Uncle Yang woke up Xie Yue who was studying the sword in the next room, took him to the pig pen in the backyard, and took out two fat pigs.

He handed Xie Yue a pig-butchering knife and said: "My ancestors were pig-killers, and my martial spirit is also a pig-butcher's knife. Today you follow me and learn to kill pigs."

Xie Yue didn't reply, took the knife and followed him silently.

Yang Zhong led a pig to the front yard, put a basin under the pig's neck, held the pig's head with one hand, and pulled out the butcher's knife from behind with the other hand, inserting it into the pig's neck with lightning speed, before the pig had time. Screaming, blood rushed down the knife edge like spring water, and he stabbed the pig's neck again with his backhand. Before the pig had time to struggle, its body went limp.

"you try."

Xie Yue recalled Uncle Yang's actions just now, took the basin and put it under the pig's neck, pulled out the butcher's knife, inserted the knife into the pig's neck, and then inserted the knife backhand into the pig's neck. The two knife strokes back and forth took only a moment.

Pig blood gushed out like a fountain from the two knife edges, sprinkling Xie Yue's face and body.

What's going on? The insertion site and depth are the same, but the effect is completely different.When Xie Yue was stunned, the pig broke away from Xie Yue and struggled wildly like a dying beast. The low and mournful sound of the pig filled the entire courtyard. It took several minutes for the pig to stop, but its legs still kicked from time to time. Move a few times.

"Haha, think hard, study hard, and follow me to learn how to kill pigs."

Uncle Yang placed the blooded pigs on the wooden table. The wooden table was reddish brown, and it was obvious that many pigs had died on it.

Wipe the butcher's knife on the whetstone next to the table for a few times. Then the blade of the butcher's knife seems to be dancing on the pig skin, from head to tail, from belly to legs, wherever the blade passes, it removes pig hair and carp and removes scales. As clean and tidy as possible, insert the knife edge vertically along the edge of the neck, and cut it into the tail. Make two cuts, one in front and one in back. The two pieces of pork will fall off the bones. At this time, the pig head and pig tail are connected against the pig bones, and the meat will fall off but the bones will remain. .

The tip of the knife was inserted along the joints of the neck and tail vertebrae. The knife entered the head and tail, and the bones of the knife were connected. There was no sound of a sharp blade chopping bones. The blade was like a swimming fish. In an instant, the pig bones were broken at the root, and the spine was broken. Falling along the joints.

Killing a pig is not bloody. In Yang Zhong's hands, it seems to be a dance of blades and a visual feast.

Yang Zhong placed the divided pork in different pots underground and ignored Xie Yue, who took the initiative to place the pigs on the table.

This time Xie Yue did not take the initiative, and carefully observed the pig's body to find the angle of the knife.

The lower left side of the blade is slanted at 45 degrees, running down the skin, from beginning to end, with one stroke. The pig hair breaks along the front, as smooth as a silk handkerchief, and as smooth as the ice behind snow. It takes more than a dozen cuts to deal with the pig hair.He inserted the pig's neck vertically and thought of sliding the knife down. To his surprise, the pig bone joints were uneven and it was impossible to remove the pork from the bones. This time, his knife became extremely slow and he tried to slide the blade along the bone joints. It took a minute to slice off two pieces of pork meat.

While chopping the bones, Xie Yue discovered that if he didn't use his soul power, it would be difficult for him to follow the joints and completely kick off the entire pig bone without damaging it.

This time it took him half an hour to remove the entire pig bone, but two ribs were still broken under the knife.

"It's amazing. I spent so many years killing pigs to get it right. It would take you several years to practice this skill."

"Think more, think more. My knife is a pig-killing knife. It is specially used to kill pigs. You have to think carefully about what your knife is used for."

After telling Xie Yue, Yang Zhong walked out of the courtyard with the pork in his hand.

Xie Yue was left alone in the yard to reflect on everything just now.

"Specialized in killing pigs. I have been killing pigs for many years. What is your knife for?" These words kept echoing in Xie Yue's mind.

This thought lasted the whole day. When Xie Yue opened her eyes, she saw her sister's nervous look, "I'm fine, I just connected with something."

After comforting her sister, educating her, having a dinner, and sending her away, Xie Yue reflected on today's gains alone.

I thought to myself: Practice?Practice makes perfect, practice until you become professional.But what is my knife for?

This time, Xie Yue completely fell into an epiphany and figured out his next step in one day. However, this epiphany did not allow him to understand what his sword was for, nor did it allow him to realize his road?

Time passed like this day by day. In the morning, I killed pigs with Yang Zhong. I spent the whole day summarizing the harvest of killing a pig. In the evening, Hu Liena came to treat Yang Zhong's hidden injuries.

In seven days, seven pigs came out seven times. Each time he killed a pig, he was like a professional pig butcher who had been killing pigs for several years. After seven pigs came down, his skills were not much worse than Yang Zhong's.

Seven days later, Hu Liena fulfilled her promise to Yang Zhong, and Yang Zhong also paid his reward. When they were saying goodbye, she said: "Your talent in swordsmanship is really terrible. I am just a pig butcher, and I have no killing ability. In the end, Let me tell you something from my many years of experience. Nothing but familiarity."

"Thank you." This thank you is not only a thank you for the seven days of teaching, but also a response to the senior's advice.

After reuniting with a few people, everyone else felt that Xie Yue had changed a lot. She used to be like a sharp blade, then slowly became like a hidden sword sheathed, and now she is more like a simple and unpretentious gentleman.

Everyone didn't know why Xie Yue had changed so much in just seven days, but they could feel that Xie Yue had become stronger again.