Iron gun Yang Tiexin

() "Brat, stand still! Don't be lazy! If you dare to be slippery, watch your ass carefully!"

On the grassland, under the rising sun, a big man brandished an iron gun, and aggressively reprimanded a little baby.

The little baby was about two years old, with pretty eyes, small arms and legs, thin skin and tender flesh, and the most striking thing was a pair of big eyes, which looked like stars.

It's just that at this moment, the pair of stars don't seem to be awake, they are ignorant, dazed, quite natural and cute.

This little baby is Yang Tiexin's son, Yang Kang.And the big man is naturally Yang Tiexin.

After being yelled at by Yang Tiexin, little Yang Kang finally recovered a bit of sobriety, recalling the situation when his little butt got hurt when he misbehaved yesterday, little Yang Kang shrank his neck with lingering fear.

He timidly glanced at his father, and received Yang Tiexin's menacing gaze in response, little Yang Kang became even more frightened, and quickly stood up pretendingly, raised his arms, bent his knees, lowered his hips, and retracted his abdomen, staring at the front with a pair of cute big eyes .

This is Yang Tiexin teaching his son the most basic foundation of martial arts, Zamabu!

Little Yang Kang is only two years old, and he is still a little shaky when he walks. How can he keep a steady pace?

Not only was his posture not standard, but after just a few breaths, the little guy began to shake.

"Don't shake! Stand still! Otherwise, watch your little ass!"

Yang Tiexin threatened again, Xiao Yangkang was shocked when he heard the words, a burst of strength came from nowhere, and miraculously stabilized the crumbling horse.

After doing this several times, little Yang Kang finally couldn't bear it anymore, his small face was almost wrinkled into the word "Chuan" because of the unbearable sorrow.

"Don't panic! Hold on tight!"

"Listen to my password! Exhale! Imagine that the stale air in your body is expelled out of your body with your breath!"

"Breathe in! In my mind, the aura of heaven and earth pours into my body with my inhalation!"

"Exhale! One, two, three, and breathe in!"

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This time, what Yang Tiexin taught little Yang Kang was the most basic method of breathing.

Although this set of basic breathing techniques does not involve any advanced cultivation methods, it is superior in that it does not have any adverse effects, and there is even no danger of Zhou Huo becoming possessed. It is most suitable for children like Yang Kang.

Guided by his father Yang Tiexin to exhale and inhale, little Yang Kang forgot the soreness from his legs before he knew it, and gradually followed Yang Tiexin's command, sinking into the novelty of breathing for a beginner.

After a while, the good energy gradually dissipated, Xiao Yangkang finally came back to his senses, but found that his two calves had already started to go numb at some point!

Shocked, little Yang Kang became unsteady, and sat down on the ground with a "gudong".

Quickly raising his face, little Yang Kang was seeing his father's suspiciously vicious eyes, thinking that his father was going to kill him, little Yang Kang curled his mouth, and burst into tears with a "wow".

"Don't cry! If you cry again, you will be spanked!"

Thinking of his little butt that was severely shaved yesterday and still hurting, Xiao Yang Kang quickly stopped talking, but he was still twitching, quite aggrieved.

As if seeing the little guy's thoughts, Yang Tiexin said in a stern voice, "Why are you crying! You are a man! If you are a man, you must know how to sweat and bleed but not cry! Seeing you crying again, hehe, be careful of your little ass!"

Threatened by his father again and again, Xiao Yangkang didn't even dare to twitch, but could only cry pitifully.

"Okay! Stop pretending to be cowardly! Stand up for me!"

Amidst Yang Tiexin's scolding, little Yang Kang didn't dare to neglect, turned over quickly, and got up staggeringly.

During this period, little Yang Kang staggered and fell twice again, although it was not heavy, the little guy grinned in pain for a while.

I don't know if he was frightened by Yang Tiexin's repeated threats, or if the little guy has really learned to be strong. This time, little Yang Kang really didn't wipe his tears anymore, but just gritted his teeth and got up staggeringly.

"Come on, follow my father, relax your whole body, shake your feet, shake your hands, walk around, twist around, hug a willow tree..."

After leading the little guy around for a while, Yang Tiexin took another small wooden spear slightly taller than little Yang Kang, and taught little Yang Kang Yang's marksmanship move by move.

After tossing little Yang Kang back and forth for half an hour, Yang Tiexin threw little Yang Kang aside who had no strength at all, and practiced martial arts on his own.

First, he carried Zhou Tian's Nine Suns Divine Art and Dragon Elephant Wisdom Art, and then practiced the Yang family's marksmanship three times. It was not until the sun was three poles that Yang Tiexin finally finished his exercises profusely.

But at this time, Bao Xiruo had already prepared breakfast, sitting side by side with little Yang Kang, watching Yang Tiexin practice martial arts with eyes full of happiness.

Seeing that Yang Tiexin had finally recovered, Bao Xiruo hastily stepped forward to hand over the sweat towel, and took the cloak to wrap around Yang Tiexin's body, and said softly, "Brother Tiexin, breakfast is ready!"

"Well, good! I'll come after I wash up for my husband!"

"Kang'er, come here, go wash up with me as my father, don't keep thinking about letting your mother serve you!"

"Brother Tiexin..."

"Don't spoil Kang'er all the time, he's a boy, and he's going to be the head of the family in the future! If he can't bear this bit of suffering, he doesn't deserve to be a descendant of my Yang family!"

Hearing this, Bao Xiruo hurriedly lowered her eyebrows and said in a soft voice, "I obey my husband!"

The old lady completely compromised with the old man. Although Xiao Yangkang knew that his good life was finally over, he had no choice but to wrinkle his face and follow behind his old man bitterly, following his own step by step. Dad learned to wash his face, brush his teeth, take a bath, and change his clothes.

It was nearly half an hour when everything was tidied up and appeared in front of Bao Xiruo again neatly.

The next breakfast was uneventful. According to Yang Tiexin's request, little Yang Kang still ate by himself. Although he ate messily and made a mouthful and face full of porridge, little Yang Kang finally filled his stomach by himself. up.

Seeing this situation, Bao Xiruo was also very surprised, and secretly sighed that her husband is capable.

It's only been over a month, my husband, he actually trained a "little prince" who didn't know anything and didn't even have his nipples completely cut off into such a appearance, it's really, um, incredible!

After breakfast, Bao Xiruo started to pack the dishes, while Yang Tiexin started to pack the luggage and harness the carriage.

After everything was ready, Yang Tiexin carried Bao Xiruo and Yang Kang into the carriage one after another and headed north.

It's been two days since Yang Tiexin's No.40 came out.

After breaking out from Zhongdu City that day, the old beggar Wu Liujin wanted to lead a group of beggars to Guanzhong to arrange a place for those little beggars to stay, while Yang Tiexin wanted to leave the customs to find the widow and orphan of his righteous brother Guo Xiaotian. So the two sides bid farewell temporarily.

Afterwards, Yang Tiexin carried Bao Xiruo on his back and held little Yang Kang in his arms. Instead of taking the main road, he went north over mountains and ridges, sneaked across the Great Wall, and arrived outside the pass.

After walking for several days, Yang Tiexin finally met a Mongolian herdsman, from whom he bought two horses, a cart, dozens of sheep, and all the necessities of life. Dragging their families and mouths all over the grasslands, wandering around looking for people.

Yang Tiexin's method of finding people was simple, but whenever he encountered tribes, big or small, or idle herdsmen, he would go up and strike up a conversation, asking which tribes were nearby and whether there were any Han people, and if so, he would rush to check immediately.

It's a pity that after searching like headless chickens for more than a month, the Han people also found hundreds of them, but there was still no clue of Guo Jing's mother and child.

At this moment, Yang Tiexin was driving the carriage aimlessly, when he suddenly heard a neighing sound from behind him.

Hearing that someone was coming, Yang Tiexin quickly hugged little Yang Kang into his arms and tied him up, then wrapped Bao Xiruo behind his back, then mounted the horse with his gun, and watched intently.