Chapter 667: You fall into my hands

Great! Hidden by the Purple Tong who overheared them, Chong Yilian shouted and applauded. Miao Daoshan is the top secret ability of Master Miao. I didn't expect Aringo to be so generous. Unhappy broke everyone. The girls who were blocking the road were next to Xiao Amei, and Yingying Yan laughed nonstop, her eyes full of envy.
The scene has already been surrounded by three layers inside and three layers outside, and there is no dense leak. A group of young men brought up a good knife holder, which was covered with sharp hatchets, and was happily placed in front of him.
Lin Wanrong took Yilian's hand and smiled, "Are you afraid?"
The girl's cheeks were bright and a little grumpy, "I'm not afraid, I don't know?"
She was not afraid of the poison of the intestine, not to mention a small sword mountain. Lin Wanrong shook his head and sighed, "You can't do stupid things in the future! If something really happens, I won't live in my life!"
The girl's eyes were red, and she silently took his hand: "Brother, will you come back to Miao Village in the future?"
Why did you ask here for no reason? Lin Wanrong first froze and then nodded hard: "Of course. There are beautiful mountains and rivers, unbelievable people, uncle Hannon, Pouyi Papa, and Yilian Xiao Amei. I also want to see the folks live a good life. Will come back often. "
"Really?" Yilian's eyes were full of joy and expectations: "Will you lie to me?"
"I'm going to lie to Eileen, so I'm gutted and I'm not going to die--"
The girl hurriedly stopped him: "I swear, I believe you! Even if I lie to me, I have no regrets."
Looking at her firm look. Lin Wanrong's heart moved: "Yi Lian, why did you suddenly ask this?"
Xiao Amei shook her head shyly: "Nothing, brother, when you come back again, Xuzhou and Miao Village will definitely change a lot, I promise you!"
This girl must be hiding something from me. Yi Lianru's eyes flashed with joy and sadness, which made Lin Wanrong look confused.
"This climbing mountain is actually not as mysterious as you think." Silent for a while. Seeing everyone's eyes fall on himself. Lin Wanrong clapped his hands solemnly: "It's not sorcery. It's a hard-working skill."
skill? The Miao family around them was puzzled and stood on such a sharp blade without being injured. What kind of technique is this?
"We can do an experiment first." Lin Wanrong nodded and ordered a few words in Si De's ear. Si De flew away, and after a while, he rushed back with a piece of fresh pork in his hand.
Lin Wanrong took the meat and pulled it back and forth twice on the blade of the sword mountain. The shreds were cut from the middle and neat. He smiled unhurriedly: "I want to ask you a question, do you think this knife is sharp?"
you still need to ask? Cutting the meat with a knife is what everyone sees with their own eyes. Although it is not like cutting iron like mud, it is more than enough to kill pigs and cattle.
"Of course it's sharp, how else can I cut meat?" Several Miao family microphones yelled loudly. With such obvious facts, why should Aringer follow up.
"Sharp? I don't think so!" Lin Wanrong smiled, and pointed at one of the boys, "I don't believe it. You try it!"
"Try it, try it!" Although Arin is amazing. But he even denied such an obvious fact, that Naduo was naturally unconvinced and stood up bravely.
Lin Wanrong changed the direction of the pork without panic. Riding on the blade: "Just follow this direction. Little brother, try!"
Xiao Miao from the Miao family stepped forward and pulled the pork back and forth on the blade. Strange to say, it was obvious that after seeing Alin brother three or two times, he could cut it open, but it took him more than ten to barely cut it open. Lin Wanrong grinned and said, "Can this also be called sharp?"
The eyes widened. This is strange. How can it be so difficult to cut meat? And how could it be so easy in the hands of Alling?
Yilian's dexterity in mind, after looking at it for a while, suddenly surprised: "I see, this is a different pattern!"
Smart little Amei! Lin Wanrong looked at her with approbation: "That's right! This is because the meat has texture, cutting along the texture is very easy, and reverse texture is extremely difficult. I believe that when sisters and sisters fire and chop vegetables at home, they have this experience. It's up! "
It really wakes up the dreamer in a word. This comes from the simple truth in practice. Most of the people present have encountered it, but never thought about it.
"But, Arling, does this meat-cut have anything to do with Climbing the Mountain?" A Mi asked anxiously.
"Of course it matters," Aringer slowly stretched out his palms and swayed in front of the crowd: "Our bodies are also flesh and blood, and there are lines on the palms of our hands. If we stand up in the direction of the blade, we will be easily cut. . Therefore, when the mage went up the sword, his feet and the blade were at a unique angle, which is the inverse pattern I just mentioned. This way he will stay longer and not hurt. "
Do n’t say I do n’t know. As soon as he mentioned it, everyone recalled the situation when they saw the mage climbing the mountain before. As expected, as Aringo said, standing on the ground was very weird. This is the truth.
"But the light station is not enough. Even if it is reversed, it will be injured even after standing for a long time." Yi Lian said gently, "This is going to climb up the sword mountain!"
This question is exactly the question in everyone's mind, and everyone focused on Aringer.
"Are there any tricks?" Lin Wanrong nodded with a smile, holding his hands on the blade: "Please look at my hands carefully!"
He made his hands into claws, and squeezed the sharp blade tightly, his knuckles seemed to be close to the blade, but he didn't touch. A flash of light flashed in Yilian's head: "Brother, do you mean, don't be firm?"
"Clever!" Lin Wanrong pointed up with a thumbs up. "When climbing up, it ’s easy to be injured if you accidentally use the fingers of your wrist. The knife is much more particular. In addition to the pattern principle I just talked about, my hands ca n’t To hold it firmly, you need to grasp it. To be precise, it is not a knife but a pinch. At the same time, pay attention to the angle direction. "
He said as he demonstrated, and everyone dared not blink. When he sees the gap revealed by his guilty hand,
Enlightenment.
"It's easy to say. It's difficult to do. Climbing the sword mountain not only needs to master the skills, but also hard to practice hand and leg strength to achieve physical harmony. Miaoxiang Master must climb 36 swords to start, in fact, also It ’s just practicing strength and skills. Only when both of them pass. Can you climb the mountain safely. "
Shang Daoshan was a master of the Miao family who did not declare secret skills, but was explained by his trivial words. All the Miao family members suddenly realized.
"Brother, me. Can I try it?" Yi Lian looked at him. His eyes were full of expectations.
"Of course! But you have to listen to me. Don't be stubborn!"
"Huh!" Yi Lian smiled sweetly, and hurried to the knife stand, looking at the sharp blade. She calmed down again, calmly.
This stubborn little girl! Looking at Yi Lian's flushed face, Lin Wanrong was painful and pitiful. Hold her hand firmly, and whispered, "Don't be afraid, it's me!"
Yilian listened delightfully, and squeezed his palm silently. He seemed to have gained tremendous courage. She calmed down in a jumbled mind, and first reached out to hold the upper blade in vain. The bright and smooth feet slowly stood on the knife holder in accordance with Lin Wanrong's instructions.
Bystanders Midomi guessed that the eyes they looked at did not dare to blink, and everyone sweated for her.
If, as Brother Ge said, mastering the balance, Daoshan can stand. The girl was shocked and delighted, silently calming her rapid breathing, and using her arms lightly. "Haw" went up again. Stand still.
"Good!" The applause sounded like a tide. The Miao family was excited. Yilian's own practice proves that Aringer's statement is true. Climbing the mountain is not a witchcraft, but a hard-working and hard-working skill.
Yilian's interest gradually grew. I was about to go to the next level, but I felt that my body was light, and I was held in my arms. Lin Wanrong's thick voice sounded in her ears: "Beginners and beginners, the wrist strength is not enough, the upper level is enough. Can't be stubborn!"
"Yeah!" Being held in his arms, Amei was ashamed and happy, warm and clinging to his chest. The mist in the eyes.
Zi Tong smiled and blinked at Lin Wanrong: "Alin, you have to take good care of us, Yilian. If she is wronged, we can't spare you!"
"Okay, it's getting late, please brother Alin go up the mountain soon!" The second elder said with a smile. This Alling brother is really capable. Not only do the lanterns fly, but even ancient secrets like Climbing Hill can be easily unlocked by him. Why not admire them? The aunt really knows people!
"Yeah!" Listening to the second elder's voice, Yi Lian seemed to be frightened, jumped out of his arms, and got up and ran.
Lin Wanrong's eyes were swift, and she grabbed her: "Yilian, where are you going?"
"Let me go." The girl's cheeks flushed. "I'm going to press the aunt!"
Pressing Sister An? What bed? He hesitated and looked at him in the vein of lotus, as if ashamed and happy, rushing towards Baimiao cottage.
"The so-called press bed is the custom of our Miao village." The second elder explained with a smile: "Every time a woman gets married, she will invite the beautiful michae around her to lie down on the newly-married bed, sing and chat, and talk about friendship The more girls there are on the bed, the better. If the bed can be crushed, it will symbolize happiness and good luck after marriage! "
That's what happened! Lin Wanrong sighed, looking for Yilian to press, didn't the master intentionally stimulate Xiao Amei? Too cruel.
Along the way, Wulian Peak was lit with lights and beams of joy everywhere. Congratulations congratulated him on the top and bottom of the peak, and I didn't know how much the red envelopes had spilled.
Arrived at the entrance of Bai Miao cottage, the table and chair incense case had already been set up, Hannon and your Miao parents always looked at him with a smile.
Lin Wanrong hurried forward, respectfully hugging the fist, "I've seen you all, uncle, and Mr. Buyi!"
Hannon held up a bowl of rice wine: "Alin, my aunt is our phoenix in Miao Village, I hope you can treat her well. If you want, please drink this glass of wine!"
Can this still hesitate? He held up the wine bowl and muttered happily.
"Okay!" The elders applauded and laughed, Hannon sang loudly, "Please my aunt!"
Rites and music all rang out, firecrackers shook the sky, and from the cottage, slowly came out a nice Miao family woman. The silver ornament on her forehead covered her face, she lowered her head silently, and her slender neck seemed to be stained with a light pink.
That figure is no stranger, but who else is Sister An! Unexpectedly, Master Sister also had such a shy day. Lin Wanrong was so warm in heart that when she saw her money came out, she hurriedly reached out to pull.
"Yoyo", a slight tingling came from the palm of his hand, he hurriedly withdrew his palm, and said bitterly: "Sister, will you have an injection today ?!"
An Biru snorted: "Who told you to be dishonest at the foot of the mountain, and set foot on Xiao Amei!"
Lin Wanrong's heart was crisp, and she blinked in her ears: "I see, I should do something to the master sister! Oh, tonight is a good time!"
I can't see the face of the aunt ~ EbookFREE.me ~ On the basis of her red ears, I know she must be ashamed. Lin Wanrong laughed, took her hand, and walked to the front of the case.
"Well, heaven and earth!" Hannon sang loudly, An Biru's palms trembled, her little brother gently held her, and he knelt down.
"Thank you Gaotang!"
"A father, mother, daughter is married! This is the bad little brother!" Looking at the spirit card in the hall, the aunt murmured, smile and tears bloomed together.
"A father, mother, I must be good to Sister An. Let her eat enough, wear warm floor, feel good every day, think of me every day, even if I pierce a hundred needles a day, I don't care!"
An Biru laughed softly and gave him a shameful look.
"Couple worship!"
When I do n’t know how many years, Lin Wanrong brushed her head to the ground, Sister An had wet eyes, bowed down to worship him, and squeezed his palm firmly while he was not paying attention: "Hum, you can fall I have it !;