Chapter 1
Chapter Zero [Xia Ya Lei Ming]
In general, Xia Leiming is regarded as a standard "earthquake."
土鳖 means that he was born rashly, or simply, he was a ignorant and crude man born in the wild.
For example, every meal he eats is not unpleasant, and his best skill is chopping wood and hunting, and until he was sixteen, he thought that the most beautiful woman in the world was the one holding a doll in the town with a wine barrel around his waist. Such a rough Sofia grandma who sells vegetables, even though she is already the mother of two children.
I also have his name: Xia Lei Ming.
This name seems to have a bit of mysterious orientalism. In fact, it was just when Xia Leiming was three years old and had no name. Dad was drunk one day and thought of his duties as a father. Looking up at the sky, it happened to be summer, and it was just thunder. So Xia Leiming had his own name ...
I can imagine how irresponsible this father is. Fortunately, the day of the name was just thunder. If it was hail or a sand storm ... maybe he could only drill into a cave with a name like "Spring Sand Dust Storm" or "Winter Hail" and shame his whole life.
At the same time, the rudeness of Xia Lei Ming is also manifested in that he thinks that hessian is better and more durable than silk-of course, a very important reason is that Xia Ya Lei Ming is so dangling that he cannot afford silk. You can understand this mentality as the sour grape mentality that you can't eat grapes.
Of course, one of the most important reasons for his poorness is that most of his hunting income will be spent on changing the wine for the old guy-the old guy is the father of Xia Leiming, but when he was eight years old , Xia Leiming knew that this old guy was not his biological father at all: Although he was not too old at eight years old, at least he knew enough common sense, at least, genetically, this old guy with blue eyes It is absolutely impossible to give birth to a son with black eyes.
So, after eight years old, he refused to call the old guy "Dad" anymore.
As for Xia Yaleiming's life, the old guy can't say clearly. In his words: "On a black windy night a few years ago, my old man was grilling in the wild and just roasted a pheasant before turning the tree to pee, and when I came back, I saw your kid Lie next to my fire, only half of a roasted chicken leg is left. You know I saw only a little guy at the time holding half of the chicken leg, the first thought in my mind What is it? "
Every time when talking about this, the old guy will deliberately shake his head twice, and then looked at Xia Yaleiming with a look of contempt: "I think of you ... you are so young and so edible, it must be in the future I'll make me poor! "
By the way, the old guy is an old drunkard, and Xia Leiming is a little drunkard. The reason for this phenomenon was that when Xia Leiming was young, he cried extremely hungry. This shameless old guy actually drank the little guy to drink in order to be lazy. As a result, the little guy had not yet weaned, and the old guy started the alcoholic training program. This reason makes the little guy's alcohol increase extremely terrifying. When he was thirteen, the old guy could not drink him. It also made it impossible for this poor family to support two massive alcoholics at the same time two years ago, and the old man shamelessly announced a ban on Xia Lei.
By the way, by the way, one of Xia Leiming's most proud skills is to chop firewood.
But this is also an important reason why he despise the old guy.
The reason is that the old guy always kept boasting that he was a strong swordsman on the mainland. Unfortunately, Xia Leiming never saw the old guy use a sword. In fact, they don't have a sword at home. Among the things in the house, the closest thing to the sword in terms of shape is the black spit fire fork that was thrown in the hearth.
When he was a little older, the boys always liked dancing and shooting guns. As a result, Xia Leiming's self-proclaimed old guy said that he wanted to learn from the old guy and started to take the shelf with this old thing. Lei Ming's soft grinding and hard foam finally finally reluctantly agreed, and began a tragic life of more than ten years.
No matter what standing piles, picking up water to fight the bones and bones, as long as you use a kind of smell that can directly smoke people out of the herbal bath, Xia Leiming also endured.
What he hated most was that the old guy obviously claimed to be a master of kendo, but he refused to teach himself to use a sword!
The tavern in the town once came to a downcast parade poet and told the legendary stories of several famous swordsmen on the mainland. At that time, the young Xia Lei Ming was fascinated and dreamed of the solitary and pure Like a swordsman, white clothes are like snow, black clothes are like iron, and a sharp sword is held in hand.
The old guy claims to be a master of kendo, but the only weapon used to teach Xia Leiming is: axe!
Don't get me wrong, it is not the tomahawk or axe gun used by superiors in the legend.
The cymbal is a standard of six copper plates sold in the smithy on the town.
As for how to get the axe skills, Xia Leiming doesn't know. The old guy once said that he taught Xia Leiming this set of axe skills, in fact, he took the path of anti-Park Guizhen. Generally, the people who use axe are usually accurate and cruel, and the old man said to Xia Leiming: When will you be able to practice the axe with a "clever" word, even when you get home.
Unpretentious and ruthless, Xia Leiming knew what it meant. When he was thirteen years old, he could cut away the tail of a running rabbit with an axe in fifty steps.
But in the end how can be considered to be a "skillful" word formula, UU reading www.uukanshu.com then see the wisdom. At least, according to the old man, it is necessary to carve a ju flower on the tofu while carrying an axe weighing more than 20 pounds-this is obviously a difficult task.
In fact, Xia Leiming has always been skeptical of the axe skills that the old guy taught himself, because all the content of his daily practice is: chopping wood, cutting tofu, and breaking the prey back, breaking the muscles and cutting the bones.
Although skeptical, Xia Leiming, a set of "axe skills", has practiced for ten years. He worked very hard, but every time he practiced, the old man didn't make any evaluation. At most, he held a wine bottle and squatted beside him to drink. There was no admiration or dissatisfaction in his eyes, and he was always drunk.
Until more than a year ago, before the old guy died of illness, he finally agreed to evaluate his martial arts skills. However, what he said at the time made Xia Leiming think for three days and couldn't be sure whether the old guy was bragging about himself or cursing himself in a vain way-he himself doubted the second kind of speculation. Because he wanted to drink while the old guy was sick in bed, Xia Leiming rejected the request in consideration of the health of the old guy—and because the family was so poor that he couldn't open the pot.
I probably attracted the indignation of the old guy.
Huh, that's what the old guy said before he died.
He looked at his adopted son with a complicated look and sighed:
"My set of" Breaking the Thousand Armies "can be practiced by you like this, and it's a **** creative idea-after I die, you are not allowed to touch the axe. Any other swords, guns, and swords are fine, but you are not allowed. Touch the axe, lest I die.
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