Chapter 24 Tiangang Sword Technique

The two talked and said, before they realized that time was fast, and it was noon. Today, the prefect Wang went out for an autumn outing, and Miss Wang ordered the kitchen to cook a few side dishes and drank with Han Mu in the hall. After a few glasses of rice wine, Wang Yu's face was covered with red glow, and she was so beautiful that Han Mu moved his index finger. However, this was the prefect's mansion, and the servants and maids were back and forth, but they couldn't do it.

After the meal, the two of them had a heart-to-heart talk. Han Mu asked Wang Yurun to play another song. Miss Wang sat shyly. She waved her jade hand and the sound of the piano was bright and short and exciting. Han Mu could not help but sing with a beat:

The world laughs, grudges, people are quarrels, laughing with swords, laughing with worldly world, laughing with lonely heart, heart too high, can't reach, the bright moon shines, the road is long, people will grow old, heart never grow old, love, can't let go, can't forget, your goodness, seems to be flowers but not flowers, fog but not fog, the surging river water cannot be kept, full of passion and ambition, iron proud, it turns out that heroes are lonely, love freely, Qin and Xiao, wine pours, laughing to the sky, forget them all, be as free as the wind, light as the air, don't love or hate.

When she was happy, she suddenly pulled out Long Xiang and danced in the hall. After Miss Wang played the song, Han Mu was still immersed in the pleasure of dancing the sword.

Han Mu's heart was clear and he had completely entered the sword intent. The essence of the sword technique was integrated one by one. During the dance, Han Mu deliberately imitated the scene of holding a knife. A series of murderous sword techniques gradually emerged in his heart. Finally, with his ghostly slashing sword force, a set of sword techniques derived from the Tiangang sword technique came into being. Han Mu closed his posture and smiled, with an extremely chic look.

Miss Wang's eyes were full of bright colors, and she shouted and rushed into Han Mu's arms and said, "Han Lang was really like a god just now."

Han Mu laughed and said, "Yu'er, you have helped me a lot." After saying that, he chewed Miss Wang's little mouth, put away Long Xiang's hands and put them on, and the spring scenery filled the room for a moment.

Han Mu rode his horse back home, and the fragrance of Miss Wang was still left on his body, which made Han Mu wander in his heart. What was icing on the cake was that the sword technique he had learned was just the right way to make up for the dilemma of the Flying Tigers' inability to have a knife. So after telling Yurun the reason, he hurried back.

As soon as he entered the Han Mansion, he hurriedly called Yuan Gang, Junjie and Mr. Cai, and took a knife in the yard to try out the sword techniques he had learned one by one. Han Mu was extremely slow and tried to see them clearly. Even so, Yuan Gang and the other two were still stunned.

After using a set of sword techniques, the three of them applauded and exclaimed.

Yuan Gang said: "My second brother is such a genius. In just three months of study, he can create his own routine. What is rare is that this set of swordsmanship is sharp and exquisite, and his momentum is eye-catching. I feel ashamed of myself for my brother."

Han Mu felt strange when he said this. Why did he never learn martial arts before, and he only studied here for a few months, as if he had practiced for a lifetime? Is he really the martial arts genius who had extraordinary talents, clear bones, and open the Ren and Du meridians mentioned in martial arts novels? This is too much. Or is this really a by-product of time travel?

Han Mu shook his head, shook off the strings of questions in his mind and said, "So, from your perspective, can this set of sword techniques be used for actual combat?"

Master Cai said: "It is not possible to see whether you can actually fight. You only need to have a practical test."

Han Mu shouted, "You are right, Xiaojie, let's fight."

Junjie agreed loudly, pulled out a spear from the weapon stand, and the two stood from afar and bowed to each other with fists.

Han Mu held the knife in his right hand, pointed the tip of the knife diagonally on the ground, focusing his attention. Junjie shouted loudly, and the movement was like a wind, and the spear head stabbed towards him like a spiritual snake. Han Mu raised the knife and swung the spear head. The big sword slid down along the body of the gun, and straightened Junjie's wrist. Junjie did not expect that the knife technique was so tricky. He threw the right hand of the gun, grabbed the tail of the gun with his left hand and turned around. The spear swept horizontally as if it was spiritual. Han Mu advanced to the vertical sword pattern

With a moment of blocking, he had already approached Junjie's side. The blade swept his waist quickly, and it was a whirlwind slashing. Junjie's long spear pointed at the ground, jumped up, flew over Han Mu's head, and randomly lifted his three kicks. Han Mu's big sword turned round and Ruyi wiped his head and slashed Junjie's ankle straight. Junjie shouted, shrank his feet and pointed it on the upright gun rod, turning three or four somersaults into the air and landed two feet away. He was stunned, and his body was covered in cold sweat.

From the beginning, when choosing weapons, Junjie took the initiative to take advantage of the gun and the knife. In addition, Junjie took the initiative to attack, so he had the advantage. Unexpectedly, he was forced to turn to the defensive by Han Mu. The next danger was even more dangerous. If Junjie had not been able to do anything lightly, Han Mu would have left a backhand and would have been killed with one foot.

Han Mu said dissatisfiedly: "Xiaojie, why don't you give your all your strength? Are you afraid that your second brother can't stop it?"

Junjie wiped his sweat and said with a sad face: "Where do I have? I was forced to the point of being desperate. If I don't escape, I will be killed by you."

Yuan Gang and Cai Lai boxer laughed. Yuan Gang said, "Second brother, you blame Xiaojie for not doing anything. Xiaojie has taken out all his skills. Do you think the leaping in the sky just now is a common trick? That's the unique skill of my master, Qingyun Zong, I can't even learn it, so Xiaojie has used it to escape."

Cai Lai Boxer said: "I was so frightened that I saw it just now. The actual effect of this sword technique is even more terrifying. Han Mu is a genius."

Han Mu hurriedly said modestly: "Then can this sword technique be taught to the members of the Flying Tigers?"

Yuan Gang pondered: "I'm afraid it won't work. The sword technique is so subtle that they can't understand and apply it. It's like a three-year-old child using a big hammer. The hammer is terrible, but I'm afraid it can't lift it up and hurt myself."

Han Mu said annoyedly: "What should I do? I thought I could teach them. I was so excited."

Master Cai pondered: "This is not impossible to solve. You only need to change the knife skills and become simpler and more practical. Although the power is reduced, it is enough for them to deal with most people."

Junjie walked forward embarrassedly and said, "Second brother, give this sword technique a name."

Han thought for a while and said, "It's better to call Tiangang Sword Technique, it was originally derived from Tiangang Sword Technique."

Yuan Gang and Junjie were overjoyed and admired Han Mu even more. The new sword technique originated from the Tiangang sword technique of the master, but most of the moves were different. Han Mu named it like this naturally means not to forget the root of it. When this sword technique became famous all over the world, it will also be the honor of the master. Mr. Cai also smiled and nodded.

Next, the four people practiced each move, Yuan Gang and others carefully considered the sword techniques and understood the flexibility so as to teach the sixteen tigers of the Flying Tigers. Until it was dark, the few people were able to return to their rooms to rest.

Han Mu was in a good mood and soaked in a big wooden barrel after dinner. The four girls always took Han Mu's joy and Han Mu's sorrow as he was sad. Han Mu was happy, so they naturally became in high spirits. The ** that Master Han had previously suppressed in the prefect's house was rubbed and rubbed by a few white and tender little hands, and immediately rose up. Suddenly, the girls turned into Aries. Han Mu was full of energy, waved the stick, and the orioles cried and the swallows cried in the room.

Han Mu used all the moves he had come up with recently. The four girls saw a lot, and they were not surprised. They just followed his feelings. In the end, it was still the same rule. Qing'er sucked her mouth lightly and sucked slowly, allowing Han Mu to reach the peak of glory.

After the winter began, the outdoor poetry and drinks gradually decreased, and Liu Rumei and Wang Yurun often came to Han Mu's small gathering in Han Mansion River. When Liu Rumei learned about the relationship between Miss Wang and Han Mu, she was not as jealous as Han Mu was worried. She just sighed slightly and said nothing. Han Mu was very embarrassed, so she added pleasure and love her.

Liu Rumei dispelled all Han Mu's concerns with just one sentence: "Han Mu, just remember that no matter how many women you have, I will always be the best wife in the first place." Han Mu nodded and agreed, thinking: "Everyone is a right wife, and there is no difference between the eldest and the second one here."

In fact, Han Mu had long thought about the issue of a wife. In this era, the status in the backyard is very important. Everyone will always have one wife, and the others are concubines. This can understand why Wang Xianzhi had to divorce his childhood sweetheart and marry Princess Xin'an. You can't let the emperor's sister be a concubine for you, right? But for Han Mu, these are not what he considered. Liu and Wang would never place a certain position on the status of a concubine. Although in his concept, there is nothing wrong with concubines, in order not to let the power of public opinion hurt the women around him, he decided to call him Madam in the future. Madam Mei, Madam Yu, isn't this quite nice.

When he told Wang Yurun these thoughts, the smart woman shyly expressed her support, just worried about how her father passed the hurdle. Han Mu scratched his head, and for a moment he had no choice but to get Wang Xianzhi to agree with him and Miss Wang. Fortunately, he has a lot of time, so he will solve it slowly in the future.

The weather is getting colder. Although Wuxing is in the south in winter, the wind blowing from the north is already quite biting. The cold in the north is a dry and refreshing cold, while the cold in the south is a bit shady and dirty.

By November, it was almost November, and it was half a year since Han Mu came to the Jin Dynasty. In just half a year, Han Mu had almost recognized his identity and had a greater sense of belonging to this dynasty.

In October and November, Han Mu completed an important task, which was that he told Han Qi to build more than a dozen large houses five miles south gate. It was said that the large house was actually only about five feet in height, but the area was indeed not small, and the wall thickness was one foot.

The top was made of long bamboo strips, and the north part was covered with a thick mat and covered with large tiles; and the south roof was covered with a lot of effort and money to buy large pieces of glazed tiles from a place in Jiangzhou. In this era, glass had not been produced, but translucent glazed glass could be produced. Han Mu was afraid that the glazed tiles would not be transparent enough and the heat collection was not good, so he ordered people to build several wood stoves in the four corners of the room to adjust the temperature at any time.
Chapter completed!