Ertong came back and brought it back to Lin Kui, who was carrying a big knife.
Chu Qing was bragging to everyone. When he turned around, his eyes almost popped out of his head.
"You call this a knife?"
Chu Qing was startled. The thing Lin Mu was carrying on his shoulder looked like a knife, but it was definitely different from the "knife" that Chu Qing knew, because he had never seen a knife with a blade that was 2.22 meters long and a total length of 2.7 meters.
The "knife" of one.
Lin Kui slammed Mo Dao onto the ground, which was half a height taller than him.
Chu Qing looked at Fu San with a confused expression: "Is this really Mo Dao?"
"Yes, there are also short ones."
"How short is it?"
"It's one punch longer than Lin Kui."
Chu Qing took a breath of cold air: "It's longer than this, how much longer is that?"
Fu San stretched his arms, but felt that it was not enough, so he jumped on the stone bench and made a rough gesture. By visual inspection, he estimated that it was almost three meters.
"It's impossible."
This was the first time Chu Qing questioned Fu San. The nearly three-meter-long weapon was not ergonomic.
In fact, there is no unified standard for the Mo Dao in the Chang Dynasty. The shortest one mentioned by Fu San is not the actual shortest one. There are also some that are over 1.5 meters. However, the wolf-catching army did not bother to call a knife of this length a Mo Dao, because
The ceremonial sword in the palace is of this length, so it is better to call it a ceremonial sword than a mo sword.
Chu Qing walked over, not even daring to take it with one hand. He held it with both hands and shook it, feeling worried.
At least sixty pounds, at least sixty pounds.
He felt that this thing was not suitable for killing enemies in battle, but suitable for putting it in the backyard to do bench presses and aerobics every day.
Chu Qing has always been the kind of person who believes what he hears and what he sees is true. He looked at Lin Hu and said, "Just take a look."
As soon as he finished speaking, the people around him immediately ran away and gave way to the venue.
Lin Kui held the knife in both hands and nodded, and Chu Qing quickly stepped aside.
With a low cry, Lin Kui picked up the Mo Dao. He dwarfed his body, united his waist and horse, shook his shoulders, and used his whole body's strength to swing the Mo Dao horizontally in a half-circle.
He turned around, ducked again, and held Mo Dao on his shoulder again.
Chu Qing frowned and looked at it for a long time: "Is this the end?"
Lin Shi was a little confused: "What do you mean, sir?"
"Just one move?"
Fu San explained: "Mo Dao only has this one handle, which is used for foot fighting. It cannot be used when riding on a horse."
Chu Qing was just about to complain when he suddenly realized something.
Isn't that right? This thing weighs sixty or seventy pounds and is more than two meters long. It specializes in treating all kinds of fancy things. It can be slashed horizontally. Even if the Hulk hits it, he will have to yell, "Oh my god, it hurts."
Chu Qing finally confirmed that this is how Fu San's strength was achieved.
This is not like performing a knife every day. This is just carrying a barbell with you and practicing aerobics at any time.
Looking at Mo Dao who was knocked to the ground again, Chu Qing hesitated.
Let's take it step by step. Start with radio gymnastics. The exercises are so vigorous and easy to cause sports injuries.
Xiao Yi wanted to pass Mo Dao, but he was able to do it twice.
Chu Qing became even more angry, and Fu San scolded: "There are too many powerful people at the border, like my young master. Find the second one. What are you showing off? He is capable, and his surname is Xiao."
You and my young master can compete with each other to see if they are more proficient than my young master."
"Well, brother, I'm not showing off." Xiao Yi waved his hands and explained: "It's just a military move. I don't dare to compete with Mr. Chu. Besides, brother, I'm not good at concealed weapons either."
"Who is it!" Chu Qing stood up suddenly, looked at a group of people and yelled: "Who told Xiao Yi that I am good at concealed weapons?"
Fu San's expression changed slightly, and he quickly whispered: "Master, I think it was Tao Shaozhang who betrayed you."
Just as Chu Qing was about to scold him, he suddenly remembered that when he attacked "Fu San", Tao Shaozhang was not present at all, so the only person who might betray him was the victim!
Staring at Fu San, Chu Qing gritted his teeth and said, "I'm just going to practice Modao. No one can tell me how to use it. Starting today, Master, I will practice Modao. Also, Xiao, don't show off in front of me!"
When Chu Qing got angry, he bent down to pick up a clod of soil from the ground, raised his hand and smashed it over.
As a result, because he used too much force, the clod of soil was crushed into pieces, and it was thrown back, making Fusan scream in the face.
The third brother couldn't open his eyes, and Chu Qing also had dirt on the back of his neck.
The third brother, who was rubbing his eyes, was convinced.
I can’t stand in front of you, nor can I stand behind you!
Chu Qing was very embarrassed: "Third brother, I didn't mean it."
Fu San forced a smile: "I know, you don't do it on purpose every time."
Chu Qing: "..."
Lvzhu, who was carrying a large pot of stewed pork, perfectly allowed Chu Qing to escape from the embarrassing situation.
"Eat quickly, everyone, come and eat, don't mention these wonderful misunderstandings."
A group of people who were not busy moved out the rotating wooden table and started eating and drinking together. It was very lively.
While eating, Chu Qing also asked about business matters and looked at Lin Shi: "What's going on over there? Have you settled down?"
"We've settled in, but the brothers are all guessing what kind of errands you want us to do by bringing everyone together."
Chu Qing bit his chopsticks and asked, "Can we train more wolf-catching soldiers?"
In fact, Chu Qing had no idea about the wolf-catching army.
He was looking forward to it very much, but when he saw the group of people Lin Kui brought, with their appearance, figure, and temperament, he felt that the fifty soldiers randomly selected by Guo Yi camp could do a good job with Lin.
Those two hundred people.
"Training new wolf-catching soldiers?" Lin Kui put down his bowl and chopsticks and hesitated: "How many new soldiers do you want?"
"How many people can you train at most with more than 400 people?"
"I don't dare to say this nonsense. The methods of training new soldiers are all taught by the master. We may not be able to succeed."
Chu Qing had asked Fu San about this before. When Chu Wensheng formed the wolf-catching army, he always took a small notebook and trained the new soldiers according to the contents in the notebook.
At that time, Fu San didn't know many words, so he thought it was a military training summary compiled by Chu Wensheng. Recently, the third brother's literary level improved by leaps and bounds, and he realized that the pamphlet was definitely not written by Chu Wensheng. He had read it several times by chance.
The handwriting is beautiful, written by a woman.
After Chu Qing and Fu San's guess, Chu Qing and his mother should have given it to Chu Wensheng. As for why the woman practiced military training, no one knew. Chu Wensheng definitely couldn't write that kind of handwriting anyway.
"Anyway, let's try it."
After finishing speaking, Chu Qing said to Wang Tongtong: "Early tomorrow morning, move all the things in the house to the camp where the old wolf catcher is."
Lin Yi's expression moved slightly: "You and your brothers eat and live together?"
"You were called here by me, Chu Qing, and I, Chu Qing, am a general's son. I eat and live with the soldiers, as we should."
Chu Qing laughed, and then added: "If you don't get used to living there, I will move back."
Lin Shi: “…”
Picking up the chopsticks, Chu Qing began to stuff meat into his mouth. He wanted to add more protein and go to knife skills tomorrow.