Very good! Zitong, who hid aside and eavesdropped on what they were saying, squeezed at Yilian and applauded with a smile. Climbing Daoshan is a top-secret skill of the Miao family mages. I didn't expect Brother A Lin to be so generous. He wanted to teach Yilian himself. The unhappiness spoiled everyone. The girls blocking the way gathered around the little sister, Yingsheng Yanyu kept laughing, their eyes were full of envy.
The scene had already been surrounded by three floors inside and three floors outside, and it was so densely packed that water could not get through. A group of young men brought up the set up knife rack, which was filled with sharp hatchets, and placed it in front of him excitedly.
Lin Wanrong held Yilian's hand, smiled and said, "Are you afraid?"
The girl's cheeks were bright red, and she said angrily, "I'm afraid, brother, don't you know?"
She is not even afraid of heartbroken poison, let alone a small mountain of knives. Lin Wanrong shook his head and sighed: "You are not allowed to do stupid things in the future! If something happens to you, I will never live in peace for the rest of my life!"
The girl's eyes turned red, and she took his hand silently: "Brother, will you come back to Miao Village in the future?"
Why did you ask here for no reason? Lin Wanrong was taken aback for a moment, and then nodded vigorously: "Of course. There are beautiful mountains and rivers, outstanding people here, Uncle Hannong, Father Buyi, and little sister Yilian. I also want to see the villagers live a good life with my own eyes. Of course Will be back often.”
"Really?" Elaine's eyes were full of joy and expectation: "Will you lie to me?"
"I'm going to lie to Elaine, and I'm going to have my stomach gutted and die—"
The girl hurriedly stopped him: "Don't swear, I believe in you! Even if brother lied to me, I have no regrets."
Looking at her firm appearance. Lin Wanrong was deeply moved: "Eilian, why did you suddenly ask this?"
The little sister shook her head shyly: "It's 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. Yilian Rushui's eyes were full of sadness and joy, which made Lin Wanrong feel confused for a while.
"This climbing knife mountain is actually not as mysterious as imagined." There was silence for a while. Seeing that everyone's eyes were on him. Lin Wanrong clapped his hands solemnly: "It is not witchcraft. It is a skill that has been learned and practiced hard."
Skill? The Miao family around were puzzled, standing on such a sharp blade without being injured, what kind of skill is this
"We can do an experiment first." Lin Wanrong nodded and whispered a few words in Side's ear. Si De rushed away, and after a while, he rushed back with a piece of fresh pork in his hand.
Lin Wanrong took the piece of meat and pulled it back and forth twice on the sharp edge of the knife mountain. The shredded meat is cut from the middle, neatly. He smiled unhurriedly: "I want to ask everyone a question, do you think this knife is sharp?"
you still need to ask? Everyone has witnessed cutting meat with a knife. Although it can't be said to cut iron like mud, it is more than enough to kill pigs and cattle.
"Of course it's sharp, otherwise how can I cut meat?" Several Miao family mimes said loudly. With such an obvious fact, why does Ah Ling still ask.
"Sharp? I don't think so!" Lin Wanrong smiled, pointed at one of the young men and said, "I don't believe it. Come and try!"
"Try it and try it!" Although Brother Aling is amazing enough. But he actually denied such an obvious fact, so Na Miduo was naturally unconvinced and stood up bravely.
Lin Wanrong calmly changed the direction of the pork. On the edge of the knife: "Just follow this direction. Brother, try it!"
The younger brother of the Miao family stepped forward quickly and pulled the pork back and forth on the blade. It's strange to say that it took him more than ten strokes to barely cut it, even though he saw that Brother Aling could cut it in two or three strokes. Lin Wanrong giggled and said, "Can this be called sharp?"
Everyone's eyes widened. This is so strange, it is obviously a shining blade, how come it is so difficult to cut meat? And in the hands of Brother Aling, how could it be so easy
Yilian was ingenious, looked at it for a while, and suddenly said pleasantly: "I see, it's because the lines are different!"
Smart little sister! Lin Wanrong looked at her approvingly: "That's right! This is because the meat has lines, and it is very easy to cut along the lines, but it is extremely difficult to cut against the lines. I believe that sisters and sisters have this experience when they cook vegetables at home on weekdays. Already!"
It is really a word that wakes up the dreamer. This comes from the simple truth in practice. Most of the people present have encountered it before, but they have never thought about it carefully.
"But, Brother Aling, does this meat cutting have anything to do with climbing Daoshan Mountain?" Michai asked anxiously.
"Of course it has something to do with it." Brother Aling slowly stretched out his palm and dangled it in front of everyone: "Our bodies are also made of flesh and blood, with lines on our palms and soles. If we stand in the direction of the blade, we will be easily cut Therefore, when the mages go up the knife mountain, their feet and the blade are at a unique angle, which is the reverse pattern I just mentioned. In this way, he will stand longer and be less likely to be injured."
Don't tell me, I don't know, when he mentioned it, everyone recalled the situation when they saw the mage climbing the sword mountain before, and it was as Alingo said, the standing position was extremely strange, so it was the reason.
"But standing alone is not enough, even if you stand against the pattern, you will still get hurt if you stand for a long time." Yilian said softly: "This mountain of swords has to be climbed!"
This question was exactly the question in everyone's mind, and everyone immediately focused their attention on Brother Aling.
"Well, there is a trick to this," Lin Wanrong nodded with a smile, holding both hands on the blade: "Please look at my hands carefully!"
His hands became claws, and he tightly grasped the sharp blade. His knuckles seemed to be sticking to the blade, but in fact they did not touch it. A flash of inspiration flashed in Yilian's mind: "Brother, you mean, don't hold it tight?"
"Smart!" Lin Wanrong praised with a vertical finger: "When climbing up, because the wrist and fingers are exerting force, it is easy to be injured if you are not careful, and you are very particular about holding the knife. In addition to the texture principle I just mentioned, the hands cannot To hold it firmly requires a virtual grasp, to be precise, it is not holding the knife but pinching it, and at the same time, pay attention to the angle and direction”
As he talked and demonstrated, everyone didn't dare to blink. When he saw the gap exposed by his empty palm,
Suddenly realized.
"It's easy to say, but it's difficult to do. Climbing Daoshan requires not only mastering skills, but also practicing hand strength and leg strength to achieve physical coordination. The mage in Miaoxiang needs to climb 36 swords before he can become a master. It’s just practicing strength and skill, and only if you pass both of these can you climb the mountain of swords with confidence.”
Shangdaoshan was originally a secret skill of the Miao family mage, but he explained it in a few words and it was easy to understand, and all the Miao family members suddenly realized it.
"Brother, me. Can I try?" Elaine looked at him. Eyes full of expectation.
"Of course! But you have to listen to me. Don't be brave!"
"En!" Yilian smiled sweetly, and hurriedly stood beside the knife rest, looking at the shining blade. Her originally calm mind suddenly became uneasy again.
This stubborn little sister! Looking at Yilian's flushed face, Lin Wanrong felt pain and pity. He squeezed her hand tightly and whispered, "Don't be afraid, I'm here!"
Yi Lian was delighted to hear that, and squeezed his palm silently. Suddenly, he seemed to gain great courage. She calmed down her confused mind, and first stretched out her hand to hold the blade on the upper side. According to Lin Wanrong's instructions, the smooth and jade-like feet slowly stood on the knife rest.
Mi Domi guessed that the onlookers didn't dare to blink their eyes, and everyone was sweating for her.
As my elder brother said, as long as the balance is mastered, the knife mountain can also stand. Surprised and delighted, the girl calmed down her shortness of breath silently, and gently exerted force with her arms. "Whoosh" went up another layer. Stand still.
"Okay!" The applause sounded like a tide. The Miao family was very excited. Yilian's personal practice proved that what Brother Aling said was true. Climbing Daoshan Mountain is not a witchcraft, but a skill that has been learned and practiced hard.
Elaine gradually became interested. Just as he was about to go up to another floor, he felt his body lighten, and he was hugged down by someone in his arms. Lin Wanrong's deep voice rang in her ears: "Beginners are just practicing, the wrist strength is not enough, and the upper level is enough. You can't be brave!"
"Hmm!" Being held in his arms, A-Mei was ashamed and happy, and her heart was warm, pressing tightly against his chest. Mist curled up in his eyes.
Zitong giggled, and blinked at Lin Wanrong: "Brother Lin, you have to take good care of our Yilian, if she is wronged, we can't spare you!"
"Okay, it's getting late, brother A Lin, please go up the mountain quickly!" The second elder said with a smile. This brother Aling is really capable. Not only can the lanterns fly, but even the eternal top secret like climbing Daoshan can be easily unlocked by him, how can it not be admired? The holy aunt really knows people with eyes!
"Ah!" Hearing the Second Elder's voice, Yi Lian seemed to be frightened, jumped out of his arms, got up and ran.
Lin Wanrong had sharp eyes and quick hands, and grabbed her: "Eilian, where are you going?"
"Let go of me." The girl's cheeks were flushed, "I'm going to press the bed for the saint!"
Press the bed for Sister An? What bed? While he hesitated, Yilian gave him a tender look, and ran towards Baimiao Village with a feeling of shame and joy.
"The so-called bed pressing is a custom in our Miao Village." The second elder explained with a smile: "Whenever a woman gets married, she will invite the beautiful Michai next to her to lie on the newlywed big bed together, sing and chat, and talk freely. Friendship, the more girls that press the bed, the better. If the bed can be crushed, it symbolizes a happy marriage and good luck!"
That's what happened! Lin Wanrong sighed and asked Yilian to press the bed. Didn't the master sister intentionally stimulate the little sister? It was too cruel.
On the way to Wulian Peak, there were lights and festoons everywhere, and people were full of joy. Crowds gathered on and off the peak, congratulating him one after another, and I don’t know how many red envelopes were sprinkled.
Walking to the gate of the Baimiao cottage, the tables, chairs and incense tables have already been set up. Han Nong and the Miao parents looked at him with a smile.
Lin Wanrong hurried forward, cupped his fists respectfully and said, "I've seen you uncles, I've seen Papa Buyi!"
Hannong picked up a bowl of rice wine: "Brother Ah Lin, the holy lady is the Phoenix of our Miao Village, I hope you treat her well. If you want, please drink this glass of wine!"
Can you still hesitate? He picked up the wine bowl and drank happily.
"Okay!" All the elders clapped and laughed, and Han Nong sang loudly: "Please, holy lady!"
Rituals and music blared together, firecrackers shook the sky, and a graceful Miao woman slowly walked out from the cottage. The silver jewelry on her forehead covered her face, she lowered her head silently, her slender neck seemed to be dyed a faint pink.
That figure was all too familiar, who else would come if it wasn't Sister An! Unexpectedly, the master's sister would have such a shy day, Lin Wanrong's heart was very warm, seeing her walking gracefully, she hurriedly stretched out her hand to pull her.
"Aiyo", there was a slight stabbing pain in the palm of his hand, he quickly withdrew his palm, and said with a bitter face: "Sister, do you want to get an injection today?!"
An Biru snorted: "Who told you to be dishonest at the foot of the mountain, and make a fuss about little sister!"
Lin Wanrong's heart sank, and he blinked and leaned into her ear: "Understood, I should do something to my master sister! Hey, tonight is a good time!"
She couldn't see Shengnu's face, but just by the rosy ears, she could tell that she must be extremely ashamed. Lin Wanrong laughed loudly, took her hand, and walked quickly to the case.
"Pray to heaven and earth!" Hannong sang loudly, An Biru's palms trembled slightly, and her little brother gently held her, and they knelt down together.
"Second obeisance to the high hall!"
"Father, mother, my daughter is married! It's this naughty little elder brother!" Looking at the spirit tablet in the hall, the saint girl muttered to herself, her smile bursting with tears.
"Father, mother, I will treat Sister An well. Let her eat well, wear warm clothes, be in a good mood every day, and think of me every day. Even if I get a hundred needles a day, I don't care!"
An Biru chuckled and gave him a shy look.
"Husband and wife salute!"
After waiting for this sentence for an unknown amount of time, Lin Wanrong kowtowed to the ground. Sister An's beautiful eyes were moist, and she bowed to pay respects to him. While he was not paying attention, she squeezed his palm hard: "Hmph, you fell into this place!" I have it!;