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The little demon moth's aura was fully activated, she immediately got up, and directly fought hand-to-hand with me, inevitably, she was pinched in several places.

During this time, the little witch didn't stop, just smiled and watched our frolicking.

That smile is very weird, like an old grandma watching her children and grandchildren.

Seeing that look, I began to believe the rumor of the so-called 500-year-old soul.

We had a day off at the hot spring resort.

During this period, I did not barbecue with the Khampa brothers anymore, but found a place to back people alone, spread out the thangka, and continued the test of my soul's good and evil.

Through one day of study, I probably know the root of all evils.

The root of evil comes from **.

But how to deal with **?Repression like the Puritans?Or let nature take its course?

The answer, neither is true.

The correct one should be to control the **!

** is a double-edged sword. If you master it well, you can do a job with ease in society, that is, you can learn a lot of knowledge and accumulate a lot of wealth.

But if you can't control it well, it's a big mistake!

In this regard, Taoism has done very well.

All kinds of Daoist fitness guidance techniques reveal a core idea, that is, let the pure heart be the master of the body.

Lao Tzu's Vipassana Sutra teaches us how to use Vipassana and the method of Vipassana to detect the hidden mysteries in the body.

After finding these mysteries.

Then through a series of learning, practice.

You are the master of your body.

I have gained something again, but the influence of Thangka on me has not been eliminated.

From time to time, one or two crazy and idiotic thoughts will flash back to my mind, such as...

"Brother, you keep staring at this painting, aren't you afraid?" Ren Ling squatted beside me and asked me curiously.

The body fragrance that pungent the nostrils came faintly.

I turned my head and glanced at my little demon moth.

She is so energetic, young, white, pink and attractive...

Then, I swallowed my saliva, my head whizzed, and I had a flash of thought, and then I said to Ren Ling: "Sister, brother, please do me a favor."

"Well, what are you doing?" Ren Ling asked innocently.

I said seriously: "Here, brother, let's see your tits..."

"Go to hell!" Ren Ling gritted her teeth, stretched out her hand, pushed me hard, and pushed me to the ground.

I half-lyed on the ground, and said infinitely wronged: "Just one look, one more look, don't even look at it."

"Hmph! No way!" Ren Ling glared at me, twisted her head, and swished away.

The influence of Thangka on me caused my personality to oscillate between a little Taoist doctor and a rogue little ruffian.

Fortunately, I remember the gestures the little witch taught me.

If you feel that the desire is too strong, just make that gesture, and then pinch the base of your ring finger and recite that weird incantation.

After a day of rest, we continued on the road the next day.

The road that day was relatively rough, and what we needed to challenge was a 36-kilometer road.

It is from Hot Spring Villa to Haitong Military Station.

On the way, there were basically no special episodes, except for walking, just walking. Of course, some weird thoughts would come to me by chance.

But soon, I will suppress it with the method the little witch taught me.

It was already night when we arrived at Haitong Military Station.

We stayed there for one night and had dinner.

The next day, we set off again and arrived at Mangkang, the first county in Tibet, after walking for nearly a day.

Find a hotel, we live in.

After another day of rest in Mangkang, we prepared enough dry food and food, and started our expedition across the Lao Mountain Pass.

The little witch told me with hand gestures that we don't have to go too fast, because we will go to a local Tibetan village for the night when we are halfway down Mount Lawu.

I nodded to show I understand.

The road conditions are not good. After leaving Mangkang, it is almost all dirt roads, but the mountain scenery is good.

Everyone stopped and walked.

After walking for more than an hour, we found a place to rest.

Everyone sat down, supplemented, water, dry food.

At this time, Dorje called me over.

When I got close, Dorje bared his teeth and gave me a laugh, and then stretched out his hand to chatter...

He pulled out his big Tibetan knife.

There are many styles of Tibetan knives, and most of them are short knives that are closely related to daily life.And the Tibetan knife that Dorje drew out was very long, the blade was a bit like a sword, relatively straight, and the edge of the knife was sharpened very quickly, and it looked cold and frightening.

I saw the hidden knife, and my heart moved.

What is this for?Fight with knives?

Dorje laughed twice, then turned the handle of the knife and handed it to me.

I reached out and took it.

I'll go, heavy guy.

The knife didn't seem to be heavy, but it was extremely heavy. It felt like a strong drop in the hand.

I carried the Tibetan knife and was at a loss for a while.

At this time, Qiangba came over, raised his hand, drew out his knife with a clatter, and gestured to me.

I understand, this is teaching me to learn knife skills.

Next, Qiangba held the Tibetan knife in his hand, slashed at the waist, shouted loudly, waved his hand, and slashed on the ground.

To be honest, there is no beauty.

It is really incomparable with our martial arts routines.

but!

Knives are killing moves!

That is to say, in modern society, knives are no longer used.This has to go back more than 1000 years, back to the era of cold weapons, I guess Qiangba is definitely a general on the battlefield.

A set of knives, after the dance, all around gave Qiangba a round of applause.

Qiangba grinned, and then began to teach me how to hold a knife.

The grip of the knife should be seven points tight and three points loose.

In addition, the key to holding the knife is not the thumb or index finger, but the ring finger and little finger.

If a person loses his little finger, it means he cannot use a knife.

Over there in Japan, in the x society, those who commit crimes will cut off their little fingers with a knife.This means that he was kicked out of the revolutionary ranks of Japanese society, and he will not be able to wear a sword for life. (Of course, this is just a way of speaking. You have to ask them for the specific reason.)

Knife skills, the moves are actually simple, that is chopping, chopping, chopping, picking, stabbing, teasing, cutting, chopping...

So a dozen or so standard actions.

Jamba taught me that the knife is the continuation of the arm and a part of the body. Only when it is regarded as a part of your body can the knife be flexible and changeable.

In addition, don't be afraid of knives. No matter how fierce the opponent is or how sharp the knife is, don't blink, but stare at the opponent's knife.

Also, the knife should follow the mind, as long as the knife is out of the sheath, the knife will go wherever the heart goes.

I have a little background in internal boxing.

After more than half an hour of Qiangba's continuous teaching with gestures and hands-on, I basically mastered these more than a dozen methods of using knives.

Then came my bad day.

Dorje took off his scabbard and tied it around my waist, allowing me to practice with the knife all the time.

Well, in addition to carrying a stupid big bamboo tube on my back, now I have an authentic big Tibetan knife on my waist.

In addition, I have to hold the knife in my hand, like a fool, while walking, chopping and stabbing the imaginary enemy, humming and haha.

This is not over yet, every time we walk a certain distance, when we are resting, Qiangba will come over and try to practice sparring with me.

I can't beat it.

As long as Qiangba tapped the back of the knife lightly, my knife would deviate from the direction, and then the empty door opened wide, and someone held the blade against my neck.

1 second, it's a complete defeat.

Now in the holy city, I'm still fighting with knives. Just my two brushes are fighting with others. When the time comes, no one can cut me into pieces.

After being completely defeated several times, I learned to be smart. I found that when he hit me with a knife, I couldn't block it hard. That way, I couldn't stop it, because the force of hitting me was very special.

Judging from what Qiangba meant, I was already very good.

Because, many people hold a knife for the first time, and when they are knocked with the back of the knife by Cheng's hand, the knife will fall to the ground in an instant.

I can hold it, which is already quite remarkable.

So, I found the trick, that is, I can't die, but I have to follow the opponent's strength, melt it, and go around.

In this way, after I successfully blocked Qiangba's knife-breaking test, I was finally able to fight back for a while.

Mount Lawu is 4338 meters above sea level. We climbed to the pass, stared at the scenery of the plateau, and then began to descend.

As we walked slowly on the road, halfway down the mountain, it was almost dark.

At this time, I saw the roadside from a distance and saw a few Tibetans.

Then, I heard Tibetans yelling loudly.

Dorje whistled loudly very excitedly.

The other party responded with a whistle.

Look at this posture, it's like a bandit who went out and returned to the cottage with a meat ticket.

After a while, we came close.

The Tibetans rushed over, and first they asked the three Khampa men about their coldness, which I couldn't understand anyway, and then a few more people came to the little witch, without saying a word, they just knelt down on the ground I started to say goodbye.

I froze for a while.

To be honest, I didn't expect the little witch's status to be so high, and the people here would treat her with such noble etiquette.

The little witch had a natural and solemn expression, and then she reached out and rubbed the top of each Tibetan's head slightly.

The Tibetans got up.

Open the way ahead, surrounded us, along a small road, turned to the Tibetan village at the bottom of the mountain.

During this period, I couldn't understand a word of what they were talking about.However, based on the tone of their conversations and the expressions on their faces, I found that the Tibetans in this village seemed to have encountered some unsolvable confusion, and then begged the little witch to help them resolve it.

Also, what I don't understand is that there is almost no communication here.

Tibetans, how do you know that the little witch will go this way and appear here?

I have countless puzzles in my heart.

Yes, as a small Taoist doctor in Lahong, from the moment I stepped into Tibet and met these three big Khamba men, I was a little bit incompetent.

At this time, Ren Ling ran up, took my hand and said, "Brother, where are we going?"

I said, "Didn't you see it? We borrowed the light of the little witch to come to this village as a guest. That..."

Speaking of this, my eyeballs were disobedient again, and then I looked under Ren Ling's collar vigorously.

Ren Ling was speechless: "Hey, I'm so worried, that's enough! When you return to Beijing, I'll let you see as much as you want at once."

"Wow, really?" My eyes were green.

Ren Ling gritted her teeth and pinched me hard: "Dream you!"

I bared my teeth and was about to say something when suddenly, I felt something was wrong.

Because, now, I have come to the village.But this village seems to have just finished a funeral!