Martial arts: I, Yang Guo, really only know a little bit of martial arts

"Boy, what a cruel heart!"

The black and thin old man lying on the ground pretending to be dead squinted at Yang Guo's actions and cursed angrily.

Turning over to the side, a carp straightened up.

stand up.

It took advantage of Yang Guo's gap to fill in the arrows.

Go straight to Yang Guo.

Originally, he was planning to sneak attack on Yang Guo, so he had to spend less effort.

After all, as you get older, your body is not as flexible as it was when you were young.

But where did he expect that Yang Guo was not only so cautious.

He is not stingy with expensive arrows, and wants to "whip the corpse" of the dead.

"Heh, how can you be so cruel, old man, I'm so handsome, you want to kill me?"

Yang Guo said disdainfully, the meager internal energy in his dantian flowed to his legs.

When the sole of his foot stomped on the ground, snowflakes splashed up, Yang Guo seemed to be the carefree wind, erratic.

The black and thin old man stared intently at the continuous snowflakes splashing, and originally wanted to charge over directly.

After killing Yang Guo, he suddenly thought of the god Zhuge with a cold light.

Swallowing his saliva twice, he still felt that it was better not to take risks.

If he was young, at the age of daring to fight and kill,
It must be directly facing the hard steel. Where would this method be used?

And now...

Not only is the person getting old, but the heart... is also getting old.

The black and thin old man sank down, his calf muscles tensed instantly.

As soon as he exerted force, he left the spot and ran towards Yang Guo.

shhhhh--

But before he left, several arrows glowing with green light flew from the spot.

But it was narrowly escaped.

Yang Guo raised his eyebrows, he didn't expect this old man to be quite old.

The movements are still so flexible.

Yang Guo wanted to retreat again, but the black and thin old man was risking being shot just now.

At this time, he was already approaching Yang Guo four feet.

"die!"

The old man's old eyes were full of cruelty.

He raised high the wooden-handled hammer in his hand that had been coated with pulp.

Under the cold moonlight.

With the cold killing intent on his body, the iron hammer hit Yang Guo's head.

If this is true, Yang Guo's brains may be hammered out.

Yang Guo knew that he could not retreat, his eyes were cold, his right hand trembled slightly.

Swah——

One handle is only two feet long, and the back of the knife is as straight as a horizontal knife.

The short knife with a cold light on the blade slipped from the inside of Yang Guo's long sleeve and fell into his palm.

He clenched the dagger in his hand.

Yang Guo's eyes were indifferent, he lowered his head slightly, and raised his saber diagonally.

In the winter night, the pale light of the knife flashed by.

fast!
quickly!

puff-

Bright red blood splashed out and fell into the white snow.

That scarlet is very conspicuous.

Yang Guo took out the Godly Zhuge Crossbow, aimed at the black and thin old man lying in a pool of blood, and pulled the trigger.

[Qiao Qiusin: 3, the judgment is successful, and the balance is +3. 】

"call……"

After the system determined that he was dead, Yang Guo let out a long breath as if relieved.

【Hong Yuan】

【Balance: 3】

[Red Jade Skill: Lv2]

【Escape: Lv1+】

[Tibetan · Pull · Knife: Lv1+]

[Yang family marksmanship: Lv0+]

Looking at his crude panel, Yang Guo was a little puzzled.

He vaguely remembered that when he was learning Xiaoyaoyou boxing, he could gain a level with just a little bit.

Why "Chi Yu Gong" doesn't work?
Li Nan relied on the scattered memories of his previous life.

It just occurred to me that the higher the martial arts level of this thing, the more points it needs.

And after a small success, the points needed will be doubled.

Thinking of this.

Yang Guo felt dizzy for a while.

Can push horizontally in simple mode.

Who likes looking for abuse at the beginning of hell?

Who is a decent person looking for abuse...

Shaking his head, he shook off the complicated thoughts in his mind.

The corpse in the pool of blood exudes a bloody smell.

After Yang Guo took out his inner armor, he hesitated to deal with it.

Suddenly raised his head.

Looking at the waning moon in the sky, he smiled and wiped off the blood on his face.

Randomly dragged him to an alley where few people went.

As for the blood?
It's snowing a lot...

Go back to the house.

Looking at Mu Nianci's body on the sickbed, Yang Guo felt a little uncomfortable.

Shaking his head with a wry smile.

He hugged the skinny Mu Nianci's corpse in his arms.

It's hard to imagine that such a flowery beauty died of illness in a winter night many years ago.

Good luck tricks people...

Yang Guo's body was originally a skeleton.

However, the most recent addition is the all-round treatment of Destiny Space.

Yang Guo's current state can be regarded as the strongest since he came to this world.

This year, Yang Guo is only 12 years old.

Gently put Mu Nianci into the coffin, and put her in a comfortable sleeping position.

"drive!"

Yang Guo also has some experience in driving a horse-drawn carriage.

Control it to walk out slowly.

From time to time, a lot of yellow paper money was thrown out.

"Stop, what are you doing?"

Two gatekeepers stood far away in front of Yang Guo's carriage, blocking Yang Guo's way out of the city.

Yang Guo got closer, pointed to the mourning clothes on his body, and replied with tears in the corners of his eyes, "My mother is seriously ill, she died yesterday, I want to send her to be buried outside the city."

"This... okay."

Looking at Yang Guo's servant's attire, the guards seemed to think of something.

He looked at Yang Guo quite pitifully.

In fact, the two of them originally wanted to squeeze some oil and water, but after seeing Yang Guo's situation.

Automatically imagine that he sold himself to bury his mother...

Also dispelled the mind.

Looking at the back of the carriage going away, the guards also slowly restrained their extremely rare kindness.

...

...

Yang Guo has never been to the Iron Spear Temple, but Yang Guo has a mouth and can ask.

When noon was approaching, Yang Guo drove the carriage and walked along the road like a turtle.

After passing through barren mountains and chaotic forests, he finally came to the Iron Spear Temple.

Looking at the Iron Spear Temple from a distance, a dilapidated and old feeling hits my heart.

Yang Guo walked in first.

Look at the Iron Spear Wang Yanzhang in the middle.

The stone statue is already covered with dust, and there is still the big cauldron with incense ash in front of it.

shook his head.

Just feel the power of time is really great.

No matter how brilliant you are, you will be nothing but a cup of loess after a hundred years.

Even those temples that used to come in an endless stream and seemed to last forever will gradually disappear in the long river of time.

Yang Guo searched for it for a while.

Go around the whole temple.

Only then did I find Yang Kang's earthen tomb between the two big trees behind the temple.

It's ridiculous to say, the dignified young prince of the Kingdom of Jin.

Just so sloppy buried here.

Not knowing what emotion was at work, Yang Guo stood in front of the tombstone in silence for a while.

"Ugh……"

Take a long sigh.

After cleaning up the weeds, Yang Guo could clearly see the writing on the tombstone.

The tomb of the unworthy disciple Yang Kang.

Another line of small characters is engraved on the side.

The stele written by Qiu Chuji, a professional teacher without talent.

Now Yang Guo is literate, touched the handwriting on it, stopped and read it twice.

Turn around and come to the carriage.

It took a lot of effort.

Only then did Mu Nianci's coffin be brought to the back of the temple.

Yang Guo had already prepared for this time.

Take out the shovel from the carriage and start working.

Yang Guo didn't know whether Mu Nianci would like to be buried with Yang Kang.

Can……

At least, identity aside.

The two are in love.