Volume 1 Battle in the Sand Garden Chapter 78 My Godly Skill
Shangyang Village is indeed very close. After going around the city and going two miles to the west, we can already see a village covered with greenery.
This village is almost on the edge of the county seat. Although it is close to the city, it does not follow the main road, so the environment is quiet. A knee-deep stream passes around the village like a jade belt. Entering the village, Qin Zhong was in a trance. Where is this place?
Is it a village? It's simply a group of villas.
The street is flat and clean, with lush green trees on both sides. Along both sides of the street, there are small independent courtyards with white walls and blue tiles, which are elegant and picturesque.
The people walking on the road are not farmers in ragged clothes, but they are all wearing wide robes, big sleeves, and tall hats.
Qin Zhong couldn't figure out the situation, but seeing such an elegant place, he unknowingly turned over and dismounted, leading the horse to walk slowly. After passing another corner, he finally saw the atmosphere of the market, restaurants, tea shops, department stores, and people coming and going.
Now, it finally looks a little familiar.
After asking around, I found out that the street I just passed by was actually the back street of an academy. No wonder all I saw were scholars.
Even so, this Shangyang Village is extraordinary. There are almost no farmers when you walk, and it is not as dirty as ordinary villages. The roads are regular and the market is prosperous, just like a big city. At a glance, you can see the scenery everywhere.
With an elegance.
It is obvious that this is a carefully planned village. Or, it would be more appropriate to call it a market.
Lang Zongyu was dazzled by what he saw. Although he was near Fuping, he really didn't know that there was a prosperous village hidden here. He opened his mouth wide and marveled at the spaciousness of the streets, the magnificence of the buildings, and the beauty of the clothes.
Gorgeous, as if you have arrived in heaven and earth.
While browsing the scenery, the two of them followed the guidance of passers-by and headed to the west of the village.
This is also a strange thing. No one knows about this blacksmith shop. No matter who you ask, they all point to it and say go west. With such a great reputation, the craftsmanship must be good, which makes Qin Chong feel a little more hopeful.
.We have passed two intersections, but we haven’t seen the blacksmith shop sign yet.
While walking, I came across a new store opening. The entire two-story building was draped in red and decorated with gongs and drums in front of the door to celebrate, making it very lively.
Qin Zhong glanced at it and saw the three characters Tiantianju written on the plaque with silver hooks and iron strokes. It must be a restaurant. He didn't care at first and was about to go around the crowd to the west. Then he heard a sudden explosion in the crowd.
There was a burst of laughter, and he couldn't help but stare at it.
The three floors inside and outside the restaurant are really crowded with people, and the wide road is blocked by onlookers. Looking at it again, it feels weird. Because more than 80% of the onlookers are scholars, and each of them
A scholar wears a blue shirt and is waving a folding fan.
When did scholars change their nature? They despise their status and go to a restaurant to ask for something? This is impossible.
Soon, Qin Zhong saw the clues. It turned out that there were two couplets with a black background hanging on both sides of the restaurant's door. The one on the left had the five golden characters of "Keshang Tianranju" written on it, while the one on the right was empty.
The scholars gathered around here and were actually checking pairs.
The owner of the restaurant collected couplets and promised that whoever could continue to write couplets and get approval from the owner would be given a banquet of a hundred birds. So, scholars came in droves. No one had ever seen the so-called banquet of a hundred birds, but it sounded really tempting. However,
, showing one's talents is the purpose of scholars.
However, this couplet seems simple, but it is actually difficult to match. The restaurant has been open for three days, and the couplet is still missing one side.
As a result, more and more scholars came here to visit. They even got angry and wanted to fight for the opportunity, unwilling to be embarrassed by a merchant.
After asking to find out what was going on, Qin Chong suddenly lost interest. He bypassed the crowd and went to find his blacksmith shop.
After searching for a long time, I was about to leave the village, and there were fewer and fewer people on the road. Finally, I saw a thatched shed near the river, with a hammer hanging on the eaves. There was a clanking sound.
, also reached Qin Chong’s ears.
It's so hard to find, Qin Chong complained in his heart, and led his horse to the front of the thatched shed. Looking back, he saw that the scene here was very different from that in the village. There was a stove burning in the shed. As soon as he got closer, a hot breath hit his face.
A muscular man, naked from the waist up, was swinging a hammer.
"This blacksmith shop of yours is really hard to find." Qin Chong said, taking off the hammer from his horse and throwing it on the ground with two thuds.
The big man originally lowered his head to strike, not even taking a glance at Qin Zhong's arrival. At this moment, when he heard the sound of hammers falling to the ground, he suddenly raised his face and looked at a pair of dark hammers on the ground. Under the sunlight, the hammers flickered.
With little bits of golden light.
After just one glance, the big man suddenly changed his color. He threw away the iron tool in his hand and stepped out of the thatched shed. He approached the hammer and looked at it for a moment, then reached out and grabbed the thickest tail, thinking of picking it up and taking a look.
.Unexpectedly, no matter how hard I try, the hammer won’t move at all.
This time, the big man was quite surprised. He leaned over, grabbed the handle of the hammer with both hands, and lifted it up with all his strength. The heavy hammer was slightly off the ground, but within half a breath, the big man could no longer bear the strength and let go slumped.
Just this mention made the big man's face turn redder and redder.
"What a heavy hammer." The big man gasped and said to Qin Zhong, "Is this meteorite?"
"Oh? Do you recognize meteorite?" Qin Zhong couldn't help but be startled and looked at the blacksmith with admiration.
"I've seen it once before, but it's not as heavy as this." The big man said in a muffled voice.
"Maybe it can be modified? It doesn't look very good now." Qin Zhong asked the question of concern, because he knew that meteorite iron was different from ordinary iron, with high density and extremely hard, and it was not easy to melt and forge it. Want to
Renovation also depends on the skill of the blacksmith.
"Change it to what?" The big man squatted down, stroked the stubs of the hammer, and asked.
"Hammer." Qin Zhong said immediately, "Turn up all the extra tails to hug the hammer, leaving only one hammer handle."
"Well, that's easy." The big man stood up and looked at Qin Zhong and said, "However, making a hammer would be a bit of a waste of meteorite."
"It doesn't matter." Qin Zhong knew what the Han Dynasty meant. These days, for one thing, his forging skills are limited. On the other hand, meteorite iron is hard and not easy to break, so it is more suitable for making swords. But Qin Zhong had already planned to give up his spear and practice hammer training.
.Because the double hammer makes him even more handy.
"How many pounds will be made?" The big man asked as he walked into the shed.
"The weight is just right now, no need to increase or decrease." Qin Zhong said nonchalantly.
"You? Are you going to move these hammers?" The big man was completely shocked. He could barely lift a hammer with both hands and could not hold it for more than two breaths. It can be imagined that the weight of this hammer is at least two hundred kilograms.
Left and right. A pair of hammers weighs four hundred kilograms. Who can make them move?
Qin Chong was too lazy to explain, so he leaned over and picked up the hammer in one hand. He stretched out his arms and started dancing with the sound of wind. Although Qin Chong had never practiced the hammer method, he had learned the mace method. At this moment,
Using the mace technique with the double hammers, the sound is astonishing and grabs people's attention.
"What an unparalleled supernatural power." The big man's eyes flashed and he couldn't help but praise loudly.
"Brother, it's just stupid and weak." Qin Zhong restrained himself and threw the hammer on the ground, his face not red but his heart not beating.
"Hahaha." The big man laughed with a very happy expression, "Little brother, how about you call me big brother and I will help you with the hammering skills?"
"Brother, have you practiced hammering?" This time, it was Qin Zhong's turn to be surprised.
The big man didn't answer anything and walked straight into the thatched shed. After a while, he came out carrying a pair of small hammers, came to a wide place, and stood up quietly.
In an instant, the temperament of the big man suddenly changed, and a cold aura spread out. Qin Zhong was used to the military, especially the veterans in the Xiaoqi camp, who all had an aura similar to that of the big man. Qin Zhong could almost conclude that this was a veteran who had served in
A veteran who has seen blood on the battlefield.
Obviously, the big man saw at a glance that the hammering technique performed by Qin Zhong was just a mace technique, which was far from the real hammering technique. Perhaps he was impressed by Qin Zhong's divine power, or perhaps it was because Qin Zhong had a military temperament.
, he was actually tempted to teach his hammering skills to others.
While he was thinking about it, the big man had already swung his two hammers. The rustling wind was strong and his momentum was not weak at all. Qin Zhongcai saw that the two hammers were like mother-in-law.
Although the hammer is divided into left and right hands, its power is constant, and the actual and actual changes are unpredictable.
Qin Chong had never practiced the hammer technique, but now he had the opportunity, so he paid extra attention. The route the big man walked and the changes in the power of the double hammers were gradually integrated into his mind. It seemed that there was a little person following him.
The big man waved his hammers together.
"Kill." The big man shouted suddenly, and his speed suddenly increased. The two hammers screamed, and his momentum changed drastically. If you use a metaphor, it was just like the continuous rain, the fierce cold air was entangled, like gangrene attached to the bone.
.But at this moment, it is like a volcano erupting, fierce and decisive.
One step at a time to kill, the momentum is like overwhelming mountains and seas, all of them are offensive footwork.
The big man looked ferocious, and his long hair flew up due to the strong energy. His two hammers flew like thunderbolts.
At this moment, the big man's two hammers flew out of his hands and shot at a big tree one after another. With a loud "bang" sound, the two hammers hit the same position one after another, and the big tree as thick as a bowl broke in response.
He fell down with a crash. The big man knelt on one knee, his face pale, as if he had lost all strength.
"Do you understand?" the big man asked, but his voice was trembling and he was short of breath.
Qin Chong did not answer, but closed his eyes. The hammering technique performed by the big man just now was rehearsed in his mind like a movie. Each move, the context was clear; one step forward and one step back, the footwork was smooth. Suddenly
, Qin Zhong opened his eyes and let out a long roar.
He grabbed the two hammers with both hands and jumped forward suddenly. His body flashed and his footwork was skillful. A pair of hammers flew up and down around Qin Zhong. The hammers made a harsh roar, like a ghost crying or a wolf howling. They moved around,
It was like a mountain collapsing and the ground cracking, and the sound was terrifying.
Suddenly, Qin Zhong's feet staggered, and his body flew up. Looking at it, it looked like Qin Zhong was being carried up by the two hammers. He rolled in the air like a windmill, and the two hammers took advantage of the force and flew out.
, like two black lightnings hitting a lush tree.
"Crack." The adult hugged the big tree, which was as thick as a tree. It snapped and fell down with a rumble.
Thirty steps away, smoke and dust filled the sky.
"Hahaha." At this time, the big man was sitting on the ground, but he was laughing up to the sky, extremely happy. "God has eyes, the divine hammer method will finally be passed down to people." He smiled and laughed, but he started to cry.
A seven-foot-tall strong man cried like a child.
When Qin Zhong threw the two hammers, he immediately understood the meaning of throwing away the hammer. It was a desperate blow that burned all his efforts.
After one blow, there is no more strength left, and you will die together with the enemy.
Such a tyrannical hammering technique was heart-wrenching and revitalizing. Qin Zhong stood there, his heart agitated. He took a deep breath and slowly calmed down the almost violent energy and blood. After a while, Qin Zhong slowly turned around and looked at Yu Zisi.
The big man on the ground.
At this time, the big man's hair was down, with strands of white hair mixed in with the black hair. After carefully looking at it, Qin Zhong realized that the big man was just physically strong, hiding his age. Looking at his sideburns and eyebrows, he was probably forty or fifty years old.
The age is no longer young.
"Qin Zhong will always remember the kindness of his predecessors in passing on his skills." Qin Zhong straightened his clothes and solemnly saluted the big man.
"Don't mention anything about seniors. It's better to call me brother, which makes people feel comfortable." The big man had almost rested and slowly stood up.
"Brother." Qin Zhong was not a polite person and immediately changed his words.
"Hahaha, okay." The big man was very happy, laughing and walking towards the shed.
Qin Zhong followed the big man and also entered the shed. He still had many things to ask. At this moment, Lang Zongyu, who had been stunned for a long time, finally recovered from the shock. The series of changes just now, shock after shock, were completely beyond his control.
his cognition.
This is the real martial arts, Lang Zongyu thought silently in his heart, and finally had a clear understanding of martial arts. When Qin Zhong used his double hammers, it was truly earth-shattering and powerful. Think about the so-called martial arts in the cottage, it is bullshit.
When the big man performed the hammer technique, he did not shy away from Lang Zongyu. But Lang Zongyu stared, eager to learn one and a half moves. Unexpectedly, the hammer flew up and down, forward and back, making him dizzy. Then again
Later, I couldn't see the moves clearly at all, only the shadow of a hammer.
However, Qin Zhong only watched it once, but he completely remembered the moves and performed them accordingly. This time, Lang Zongyu also deeply understood the huge gap between him and Qin Zhong. Thinking in his heart, he couldn't help but
Somewhat depressed.
In the thatched shed, Qin Chongzheng was asking and answering questions with the big man.
"Dare you ask your eldest brother's name?" Qin Zhong asked.
"My surname is Shi, and my family is born in Qi, so everyone calls me Shi Qilang."
"Brother Shi, have you ever joined the army?"
"Um."
"Why did you leave the army again?"
"Injuries."
"Oh, brother, does that hammering technique just now have a name?"
"God falls."
"God's Meteor Hammer Technique?" Qin Zhong was slightly startled. The name sounded domineering and unusual.
"In my early years, I once met a Taoist priest. Seeing that I was very strong, he taught me this hammering technique," the big man said. "Later I joined the army and made a lot of achievements with my hammering technique. However, during the war,
Over the years, I also suffered from injuries and had to leave the military."
Qin Zhong listened silently without interrupting.
"It's just a pity that I can't find anyone to inherit the hammering technique. Over the years, I have been frustrated in Shangyang Village, and the unparalleled hammering technique has been covered in dust."
"Brother, don't worry, Qin Zhong is determined to join the army, and he will use his magic hammer to show off his power on the battlefield."
"Okay, okay." Shi Qilang nodded, raised his hand and said, "You go ahead and come back in two days."
"Brother Shi, I have some strength and can help." Qin Zhong thought of the weight of the hammer and wanted to help.
"No need." The big man chuckled, "Meteorite is hard and difficult to smelt with firewood. I have to find some charcoal to enhance the firepower."
"Okay, the two of us will live in the village and wait for news from my eldest brother." Qin Zhong said and stood up to leave.
At this time, the sky was getting dark, and the water birds were flying low and chirping. A breeze blew from the river, bringing with it a hint of coolness. Qin Chong and the two returned to Shangyang Village along the original road. Shi Qilang had special skills but was invisible in the countryside.
He lived in the wild and made a living by forging iron. Qin Chong did not intend to ask about the story.
Who doesn’t have a story yet? Just keep it in your own memory, why bother having it dug out by others?
Without personal experience, how many people would understand the vicissitudes of life even if it were told?