Judge of the Lamp

Chapter 15

On a severe winter night, the weather is clear, and a ninth-rank cultivator of the Mohist school is fighting in a deep alley. Both sides are unarmed, how should they deal with it?

It sounds like a sub-question, but it is actually a proposition.

This question has a very hidden trap - bare hands.

For a cultivator of the Dao of Killing, being unarmed means having no weapons, and the romance of a straight man is as simple as that.

But for the Mohists, bare hands and no weapons are two different things, especially in winter.

The clear weather is not the point, the severe winter night is.

Because winter clothes are very thick.

Xu Zhiqiong said to Zou Shunda: "On a severe winter night, the enemy should wear cotton-padded clothes. Mohist practitioners can hide a lot of weapons in their cotton-padded clothes. If I attack rashly, I will definitely suffer a big loss. It is recorded that when you do not know what weapon the Mohist cultivators use, you should take a defensive position and force them to make a move, so as to break through quickly and skillfully, find the skin and flesh to attack violently, and then attack it later."

If you don't know the weapons of Mohist cultivators, don't attack first, especially if the opponent's clothes are heavy.

It is necessary to force the opponent to take a shot through defense, and then rely on the speed advantage to attack him later and beat him to take the move.

And one more thing to pay attention to, you must find a place with flesh and blood to fight, through the clothes, there is a high probability that you will not be able to hurt the Mohist cultivator, and you may even fall into the opponent's trap.

Do you have to be so cautious?Wouldn't it be nice to go directly to A?Can't you kill him in one go?

It may be feasible in actual combat, but sometimes it is necessary to kill the opponent recklessly.

However, what is described in the Sha Jing is the optimal solution under normal circumstances, which is also the value and significance of the existence of the Sha Jing.

You must be cautious with the Mohist cultivator, every weapon of the Mohist cultivator can make the opponent doubt life.

There was a one-armed martial artist in the academy, but he lost an arm when fighting a Mohist cultivator.

At that time, he punched the opponent's hat, who knew that there was a reamer in the hat, and half of his arm was twisted into a meat paste.

Do Mohist cultivators carry weapons all the time?

It's really true, they carry weapons all the time, because the Mohists know that they are not good at hand-to-hand combat, so the weapons never leave their bodies, especially the ninth-rank horse, which is weak in combat power, will definitely carry the weapon with it. It is a false proposition to meet a Mohist cultivator who has no weapons by his side!Bare hands are a trap to deceive Xu Zhiqiong!
Zou Shunda had nothing to say, but Xu Zhiqiong answered correctly.

Yu Shan gritted his teeth, unable to bear the resentment in his heart.

Sui Zhi even praised: "This foundation is really solid!"

Bao Jingzhong coughed and said: "If you can't see a weapon hidden in your clothes, your eyesight is too bad."

Zhong Shen looked at Bao Jingzhong from the corner of his eyes: "Lord Bao, let alone hide a weapon, if a Mohist cultivator is really wearing a cotton coat, even if he hides an armory on his body, you won't be able to tell."

Bao Jingzhong sneered: "Commander Zhong, this is irrational. If you really carry dozens of weapons on your body, at least they will weigh hundreds of catties. There must be flaws in every gesture."

Zhong Shen shook his head again and again, too lazy to talk to this kind of layman.

Sui Zhi interjected: "Lord Bao, Mohist ninth-grade cultivators are called poor students. They have to undergo rigorous training under the most difficult conditions. No matter how many weapons they have in their padded clothes, they can act as usual. , this is the basic practice of the Mohists.”

Bao Jingzhong stopped talking, not because he didn't do his job wholeheartedly, but because the information he received was wrong.

According to the information provided by Yu Shan, Xu Zhiqiong is a very scheming and courteous person.

Looking at it now, how could this be quite scheming?This guy looks like a fool, but he is actually smarter than his peers, including Yu Shan.

Although this kind of smart person comes from a humble background, if he is not fully prepared, it is really not easy to crush him to death.

Especially in the current situation, Lin Tianzheng is protecting him, Sui Zhi and Zhong Shen have a heart of love for talents, and there is no chance to do it in this big exam.

Bao Jingzhong waved to the martial artist, indicating that Xu Zhiqiong passed the exam.

Sui Zhi and Zhong Shen are still arguing aside:
"In the past, my father and I lived and died on the battlefield. I will never forget this friendship!"

"You said those things are useless. That battle was like that. Which one of us didn't go through life and death? I absolutely want this person!"

Xu Zhiqiong walked out of the hall refreshed, and went forward to hug his senior sister, but just as he rushed to the senior sister, Chu He inserted himself between the two of them.

"Zhiqiong, let's celebrate today!" Chu He smiled spring-like, and Xu Zhiqiong immediately understood the meaning of "celebration".

"You, you, well, you are so dirty." In front of the senior sister, this guy deliberately made me lose face.

Xu Zhiqiong looked at Chu He with disgust, turned around and walked away.

Chu He followed up, rubbed his hands together and said, "Zhiqiong, there are some places you haven't been to, you don't know how good they are..."

"What's so good!" Xu Zhiqiong looked at the senior sister's position, but the distance was not enough, so he walked a little further.

Chu He sniffed and followed, and said in a low voice, "Yang Wu and I wanted to take you there last time, but you refused to die. Now that we have passed the exam, we will go to the Jiqing class..."

Jiqing class?
Xu Zhiqiong felt vulgar when he heard the name, and he said to Chu He righteously: "Go to Wanhualou!"

"Wanhualou?" Chu He shuddered, and Xu Zhiqiong kept refreshing his cognition today.

Some things need to be refreshed, let's start with the concept of consumption!
Where is Jiqingbanna?
Fengyuezhi is divided into five classes, the first class is called courtyard, the second class is called hall, the third class is called pavilion, the fourth class is called building, and the last class is called class.

Such vulgar places are not suitable for Xu Zhiqiong at all.

Chu He scratched his head and said, "Yes, Wanhualou is a bit more expensive."

Xu Zhiqiong turned his head and pointed at Yang Wudao: "He invites you!"

Yang Wu raised his eyebrows and said, "Why do you come here!"

"What do you think!" Xu Zhiqiong glared at Yang Wu viciously.

Thinking of what happened last night, Yang Wu still felt ashamed in his heart, and looked at Junior Sister Han with an indifferent expression, feeling more and more annoyed.

For the sake of that ruthless junior sister, he hurt his own brother's heart, so it is right to make some compensation.

Yang Wu gritted his teeth and said: "Forget it, let's go to Wanhualou, I invite you! But I can't afford the upper class table, so I can only order a small table on the first floor, order four or five small dishes, and drink two jugs of wine. Well, I don’t need to look for the singer, I just need to find a girl, but it has to be inferior..."

Chu He listened with gusto, Xu Zhiqiong immediately lost interest, waved his hand and said: "Stop talking, I'm not going!"

Wanhualou is not a high-end place, dare not eat or drink, dare not even ask for a singer, the girl has to choose an inferior one, it is better to go to Goulan together than to search and search.

Xu Zhiqiong said: "Go to the peony shed in Washi to watch a show. Tonight there will be a sumo wrestling, Xiao Sanniang vs. Qiu Jinfeng. You pay for the tickets and drinks, but I will buy fruits and tea!"

Chu He waved his hands again and again and said, "How much money do you have, but I still pay for the fruit and tea."

"No way," Xu Zhiqiong waved his hands again and again, "My brothers usually take care of me, so I can't always take advantage of you two."

Chu He frowned and said, "That's outrageous. Let's say it's cheap. I'll order the tea and fruits."

Xu Zhiqiong said: "Brother is not short of these two coins."

Chu He said: "You will not be allowed to pay the two money!"

Yang Wu interjected and said, "I didn't hear clearly when I was younger, did the two senior brothers talk about the peony shed?"

The two said in unison: "Exactly."

Yang Wudao: "If my younger brother remembers correctly, the tea and fruits in this peony shed are free."

Chu He and Xu Zhiqiong heard the words and continued to argue:
"I'll ask for this meal."

"I can't let you spend money."

"We brothers don't care about these."

……

In the end, it was Yang Wu who carried everything.

Even so, going to Goulan is much cheaper than going to Wanhualou.

This is the first time Xu Zhiqiong went to Goulan. In his previous life, he had read some descriptions of Goulan through some online literature works. Many works directly described Goulan as an unscrupulous business. This is a misunderstanding. Xuan, Goulan is a theater, a very serious venue for cultural performances.

Goulan originated from Daxuan, and it also flourished in Daxuan.

The earliest Goulan was a tile shed surrounded by railings. Artists narrated and sang songs in the center of the shed, and guests bought a ticket to enter the shed to watch.

As time goes by, there are more artists, and more performances. There are storytellers, classics, history, puppet-players, shadow puppet performers, and performers who specialize in reciting poems.

There are more and more audiences, and there are more and more people standing outside the railing without giving money to watch the show. Therefore, the structure of the railing has changed. There is a wooden wall around it, and there is only one door to enter and exit. There is a guy at the door who specializes in selling doors coupon.

The entrance ticket for the peony shed is only [-] yuan, but it is the last seat in the back row. There is not even a chair, so you can only sit on the pouf to watch.

After all, Yang Wu is also the son of an eighth-rank official family, so he must not be the last one.He paid two taels of money, handed it to the waiter, and booked a big table in the front row, with enough tea and fruit, as well as a jar of rice wine and a few cold dishes to go with the wine.

Like TV shows, Goulan performances are also divided into time slots. It is still early, the matinee show has not ended, and the night show has not yet started.

The matinee, that is, the performances during the day, are mostly storytelling and chants. The storyteller on stage is Shi Huiying, a popular female calligrapher in the capital. He opened an inn in the deep mountains and entertained some ghosts and ghosts all day long.

Not to mention, this story is very pleasant to listen to. Just as Xu Zhiqiong heard about entering the play, the bookmaker went down, and the lights on the stage were changed.

The staff hung dozens of large lanterns on the roof, and the originally dark stage was illuminated brightly.

Yang Wu ate a bunch of grapes, took a sip of rice wine, and said with a smile, "The night show is here!"

A drum sounded, followed by the sound of silk and bamboo orchestras, and more than a dozen dancers dressed in tulle came to the stage to warm up the scene.

It's just a warm-up dance. Chu He and Yang Wu are frequent visitors to Goulan, and they are used to such performances.

But it was the first time for Xu Zhiqiong, no matter in his past or present life, he had never seen such a thrilling performance live.

The tulle is too thin...

Xu Zhiqiong's heart shook along with the dancers until he was refreshed, the dancers left, and the main show began.

If you want to watch dancing, you have to go to the winter plum shed or the red peony shed, and the peony shed is the place to watch sumo wrestling.

The two women took the lead, bending and squatting, ready to compete.

Xu Zhiqiong felt dizzy for a while, this sumo match is so white, so white that it is dazzling.

He swallowed his saliva and asked Yang Wu, "Which one is Xiao Sanniang?"

Yang Wu smiled and said, "What's the rush? How can Xiao Sanniang appear now? These are all small people. If you want to see Xiao Sanniang, you have to wait until Haishi at least."

(End of this chapter)