aircannonsinc Chapter 248 Training
Chapter 248 Training
After the registration was completed, the next step was naturally training. The one hundred or so young men stood in an open space outside the village, facing the five influential figures in the village.
It was still Shu Qiuhu who took the lead and said loudly: "In a month, we will have a confrontation with Nandou Village. Although it is not to the point of a full-scale war, we can't relax!"
"I believe you all know how to use this knife, and you have used it before. Now it's easy. Let Shenli Sangxi and Afeng demonstrate it to you. They can show you how deadly it is to use a knife to cut people!"
After saying that, the two people mentioned took a few steps forward, one with a sword drawn, and the other holding the hilt, ready to strike.
Shenli Sangxi cleared his throat, raised the knife in his hand high, and said: "The main way to attack with a knife is to chop and cut..."
After a lively introduction, the residents who originally only knew how to swing knives learned how to swing the knives and where to cut most effectively, and then began to practice.
The first step in practicing sword skills is to practice lifting the sword. After holding the sword, keep your arm horizontal. You must maintain this for an hour without your hands shaking or trembling to pass the test.
The residents, who had been doing farm work since childhood, certainly had strong arms, and most of them persisted to the second half, making a good start.
After raising the sword, you have to swing it, repeatedly chopping and slashing, until your hands are no longer able to move. This exhausting training is also intended to improve the team's combat effectiveness in a short period of time.
Looking at the residents who were sitting on the ground, panting, Shu Qiuhu looked at the setting sun in the west and said, "Let's stop here for today. Gather here every morning from now on. Tell me in advance if you have anything to say. Don't be a deserter!"
With the setting sun behind them, the young and strong men in the village set out on their journey home. Originally, Kujo Takeshun was planning to call a few people to go for a walk somewhere else, but after hearing Hiiragi Kyoto's reminder, they thought about their daily tasks and those in the future, so they said goodbye and went home.
Mo Ran walked on the gradually darkening dirt road. The young wives in each household had already prepared dinner and were waiting for their husbands to come back. Although it was just simple food, it was good to be able to eat the food cooked by their families when they came home after a tiring day.
Unfortunately, he is not so lucky. Firstly, he doesn't like to work hard, and secondly, Ying certainly doesn't know how to cook. Now his meals in the village all depend on the help of Shu Qiuhu.
Of course, he didn't take it for free. Mo Ran asked Ying to mortgage the land allocated according to the population to Shu Qiuhu, and he also went to help almost every day, exchanging his labor for meals.
"Finally you're back!" Ying murmured softly as he looked at the young man who bolted the door.
Mo Ran smiled slightly, sat down at the table, picked up the sound transmission bridge, and just sat there, neither feeling awkward nor bored.
Compared to Mo Ran, who had lived for thousands of years and was as calm as water, Ying, the sixty-year-old demon god, certainly could not stand such silence, so he stretched out his hands and shook his arms, looking pitiful.
Mo Ran was calm and composed, building a bridge and asked, "Why don't you say anything and cry?"
"Do you know that for a demon god who is only sixty years old to remain silent for a whole day and to be persecuted by you just now, the consequences will be very serious!" Ying clenched his fists and waved in front of Mo Ran who was sitting next to him.
But she only dared to gesture. If she really punched him, even if the other party was not hurt at all, she estimated that her hand would hurt a lot. Thinking about the rock pillar on the top of the mountain that she had bombarded, her hand seemed to still feel waves of phantom pain.
Boom...boom boom.
"Um, angel, are you home?"
Ying rolled her eyes. Apart from being at home and issuing oracles, where else had she been? However, she said one thing and said another. She still answered, "Yes, what's up?"
As she said that, she stood up and opened the door. She knew who it was without looking: the human girl who had been rescued by Mo Ran, and Qing Li, who was one of the people who was scolded during registration in the morning.
"Come in and sit down, let's talk slowly." Ying said softly.
Qing Li wanted to refuse, but when he saw a figure sitting at the table under the candlelight, he changed the words of refusal that were about to come out of his mouth to, "Sorry to bother you, God's messenger!"
"It's okay, it's okay. There are not many people at home. I'm sure your brother will be very happy that you can come." Ying smiled, but he was laughing wildly in his heart.
"Really? Haha, brother, is what the messenger said true?" Qing Li looked at Mo Ran, who had a calm expression, his eyes seemed to have stars twinkling.
But Mo Ran's expression remained unchanged throughout the whole time. Only when his eyes fell on Ying, did a hint of tenderness appear. However, this tenderness was not warm. Instead, it felt cold, as if there was a knife hidden in it.
"Ah, look at me, I forgot that my elder brother couldn't speak, I'm so sorry!" Qing Li put his hands together, bowed and apologized, and then said: "I didn't have anything else to do today, so I went to the beach to catch some fish, and just sent them to elder brother Qiuhu and the others."
As he was talking, Qing Li pulled out two fish the size of an adult's palm from his waist basket, held the fish tails with one hand, and said, "The fish have just been slaughtered, they are still fresh. Let's grill them and eat them later, God's messenger and Big Brother!"
"Thank you. It must have taken a lot of effort to catch this fish." Ying took the processed fish but did not move it because she had never learned how to cook.
Mo Ran glanced at the girl, her hair was still half wet and her eyes were slightly evasive, as if she was hiding something from others and didn't want others to know.
When Qing Li heard about the fishing, he quickly said, "No, no! I just fished for a while and caught a lot. Maybe I'm just lucky, hehe."
"That Qingli is really amazing!" Ying said with a smile.
Of course Mo Ran didn't say anything. He took the two fish that were indeed fresh and walked out of the room. After a few pieces of firewood fell to the ground, there was the crackling sound of flames.
"Well, big brother can cook?" Qing Li asked puzzledly.
Ying nodded, looking at the figure beside the bonfire outside the house, with endless tenderness and dependence in his eyes, and suddenly a little lonely, he said: "Yes, it was my sister who did it before, but now that my sister is gone, only my brother can do it."
Qing Li scratched his head and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, I made you think of it again."
"No need to apologize. Compared to my gentle sister and powerful brother, I am just a useless person chosen as God's messenger." Ying shook his head gently, his voice trembling slightly.
"Who said that? Ying is very capable! Otherwise, why would the God choose you to be her messenger? Everyone has his own value in existence!" Qing Li comforted him. She originally wanted to hold Ying's hand, but the pain in her palm made her give up the idea of letting go.
"You're really good at comforting people!" Ying lay on the table, clicking her tongue.
"No way, I just happened to see a similar sentence in the book today, so I modified it and used it!" Qing Li smiled, his smile was so bright that it was easy to infect others.
While the two were chatting, the grilled fish was already cooked. After Mo Ran put out the fire, he threw the firewood that he had taken out but not burned back into the firewood pile beside the door, then walked into the house with a grilled fish in each hand.
When Qing Li saw someone coming back, her eyes suddenly brightened. After smelling the aroma of grilled fish, she swallowed lightly and wanted to say goodbye. After all, it was somewhat inappropriate for her, an outsider, to stay at someone else's house for dinner.
"Qingli, you haven't eaten yet, do you want to eat together?" Ying grabbed her wrist and refused to let go no matter what she said.
Having never met such a scoundrel before, Qing Li could only sit down again, and Mo Ran had already handed the fish in his hand to her, as if he would not take it away unless she took it.
"Brother, you eat it. I've already eaten." Qing Li refused, but the aroma of the grilled fish poured into his nose, which seemed to make the roundworms in his stomach restless and made him feel even hungrier.
It's not that she had nothing to eat, it's just that she had been fishing for almost a day and had delivered the fish to a few people's homes as a token of gratitude. She hadn't had time to go home to eat rice cakes and wheat ears, so her stomach was empty.
"Just take it, otherwise it seems like brother won't give up." Ying finished one side of grilled fish, handed it to Mo Ran, then got up and took out a few rice cakes from the low cabinet.
As for Mo Ran, he did just as Ying said, with his hand raised motionlessly, waiting for someone to take the grilled fish skewers.
“This…” Qing Li hesitated for a while, but still took it and took a small bite. He felt that the taste was very different from the one he grilled himself, and said, “Brother’s grilled fish is really delicious!”
But in fact, it was just an illusion in her mind. Even if Mo Ran's cooking skills were on par with the Kitchen God and his fire-control skills were top-notch, the sea fish without any seasoning would only have a light salty taste and a slight fishy smell.
How delicious can such authentic grilled fish be?
Ying nibbled on a rice cake and said with a smile, "As long as you can eat it."
"Not only can I eat it all, I obviously want to eat it all!" Qing Li's face had a slightly intoxicated look. It was probably because he loved the house so much that his taste buds were blinded by his love for the whole thing.
"Then you can eat the whole fish."
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It was late at night, Qingli said goodbye to the two and went home alone.
Ying looked at Mo Ran who was sitting quietly, with a surprised expression.
Mo Ran was not surprised at all, and directly pulled him into the sound transmission bridge, saying, "What's wrong now?"
"You didn't even send her back?"
"It's only a few steps away. Besides, what could possibly happen in the village now?"
"Just pretend. I can tell what the kid means. How could you not know?"
"Of course I know, so I can't go and send it off, absolutely not!"
"Why?"
"I am loyal."
"Loyal, you? Then you've lived with me and my sister for so long, aren't you afraid that you'll lose control of your heart someday?"
"Just me, what's wrong? Look at these sixty years, the only physical contact I've had with you is flicking your head, that time you tried to sneak attack me but I grabbed your ankle, and... that time you put your foot in the pond and I scooped up the water, does that count as well?"
"Hey, okay, okay, I'm just worried that you'll be too lonely and something bad might happen to me and my sister, so I want to find you a partner. If you don't appreciate it, forget it!"
"Have evil intentions towards you?"
"Yeah, aren't my sister and I beautiful? Don't we have good figures? Aren't we considerate and gentle?"
"Except for your last point, let's get back to the point. It's impossible for me to be attracted to anyone other than my wife, immortals, demons, or gods!"
"Just don't move. Why are you shouting so excitedly? Humph, it's a good thing that the kid didn't say you were stupid, he just said you couldn't speak."
"Originally, I played a silent, brave and family-friendly brother. Others think I'm a fool. What can I do?"
"Haha, you deserve it!"
"When we get back, I'll let Zhen teach you a lesson."
"Tsk, by the way, that kid just now seemed to have a wound on his hand, are you doing anything about it?"
"I have used herbal medicine, and there is no infection. I am not the god in heaven, so I cannot control so many things in the world. If the wound does not get worse, it will heal normally."
"This is the first time I feel you are so cold-blooded."
"You are the one who tore the monster into pieces, so you don't seem to have the right to say that to me. Survival of the fittest. I will help you when I need to, but I won't take care of everything for you."
"Just like this fight with Nandou Village? The victory or failure is up to fate?"
"Of course. Regardless of whether we win or lose this time, we will make money and we will definitely not lose anything!"
"Of course I believe in my sister's plan, but when the words come out of your mouth, it feels like you are a charlatan!"