Dressed as a farmer group pet

Chapter 239 Chapter 239
I'm not very tired today, and I'm even particularly energetic.

However, Xiaomi still pretended to take a nap, and then lay on the bed, studying the so-called sword technique he got last night.

As long as the consciousness sinks into the mind, you can see the little man holding the small sword, repeating a set of movements all the time.

Other than that, there is nothing else.

This is "Freedom Sword Art"?
That's all?

But Xiaomi quickly overturned his guess.

This should be similar to the first move and the first move, right?
After she learns this, maybe she can unlock the next move.

After all, many novels or TV shows are written like this.

At first, I thought of making gestures, but it was a bit inconvenient to think that my second sister was resting beside me at this moment.

Sure enough, we still have to sleep in separate rooms early.

Xiaomi thought, sooner rather than later, he might as well tell the second sister about this matter today, and she can practice directly in her room in the future.

Since it is inconvenient to practice now, I just keep looking at the little figure who is gesticulating, until the set of movements is memorized by heart, even if I don't look at it, I can copy it.

In the afternoon, the second sister got better from rest, and Xiaomi dawdled on the bed for a while, then got up too.

Xiaoxue was still surprised, and asked her why she didn't sleep more today. While searching around, Xiaomi said that she had enough sleep in the morning and was not sleepy at noon.

Soon, Xiaomi took a bamboo pole in her hand, which was about as long as her own arm, and after a few gestures, it was quite smooth.

"Why are you looking for this? Do you want to go up the mountain again?" Xiaoxue put down the flower in her hand and looked at Xiaomi in confusion.

"No, I don't want to go up the mountain today, just play at home."

Xiaomi followed the movements of that little man in his memory, and slowly made gestures.

Xiaoxue looked inexplicably: "Xiaomi, what are you doing?"

This one is holding a small stick, and hits him from time to time, as if he is about to dance to a master.

"I'm practicing martial arts." Xiaomi looked at the second sister innocently, and spoke the truth seriously.

Xiaoxue made a 'puhhh' sound: "Which dance is done with a stick."

Yes, I heard "practicing martial arts" as "practicing dance".

Xiaomi also found out, but he didn't explain too much, and continued to work on his own.

Martial arts practice is not like space, it is silent.

This matter cannot be hidden, so Xiaomi never thought of hiding it.

Anyway, with her current appearance, even if she was making gestures at home, other people would probably only react like Second Sister.

After all, martial arts or something, based on her experience in the past few years, almost no one has any ideas about it.

As expected, Xiaoxue didn't care, and Xiaomi continued to make gestures.

But after practicing for a while, I always felt that something was wrong. This posture was light and light, and it didn't look like it had a little fighting power?
"Where is the problem?"

Xiaomi stopped his movements and held his chin to ponder. Judging by the degree of mystery alone, he knew that this thing was not a parallel import, but a good thing.

Since it is a good thing, why does it seem to have no effect at all when practiced?
It shouldn't be.

Could it be that something went wrong?
Xiaomi thoughtfully waved the bamboo stick in his hand again.

When doing a certain movement, there was a sudden pause and the eyes opened slightly.

I feel it!

Just now, when she used the bamboo stick in her hand as a sword, and slowly followed the movement in her mind, when she swung it again, for a moment, she felt a little strange in her lower abdomen.

Although the strangeness is fleeting, Xiaomi can also clearly know that it is not an illusion!

what happened?

Why didn't he react at all before, but he noticed it just now?

Suddenly a flash of light flashed in my mind.

"Is it because the posture is not accurate?"

"Ah? Xiaomi, what did you say?"

It turned out that Xiaomi accidentally asked the question, but because the voice was not loud, Xiaoxue couldn't hear what it was.

"Oh, it's okay, I'm talking to myself." Xiaomi waved his hand to fool him.

Xiaoxue didn't think too much, took out a new handkerchief, and used a thin charcoal pencil to trace a simple pattern on it.

In the past few years, because of liking, concentrating on studying, and having talent in this area, although Xiaoxue's embroidery is not as good as the master's, as far as ordinary people are concerned, it is still pretty good.

In addition to embroidery, you can also draw patterns by yourself, and then embroider them according to your own ideas.

But for the tricks she figured out, even if her family praised her, she always felt that something was missing.

The most obvious one is color.

In terms of color matching of embroidery thread, she really lacks experience, so that she always feels dissatisfied with the embroidered things.

This is also the reason why she needs to go to the embroidery workshop to study. After all, she can only copy at most now.

Under the premise of good color matching, the embroidered things are basically fine, but when it comes to things that need to be matched by yourself, it is not satisfactory.

The most important thing to go to the embroidery workshop is to learn this knowledge, otherwise, it may not be easy to break through the bottleneck of color matching by yourself.

Seeing that Xiaomi was fine, he continued to think about himself.

On the other side, Xiaomi seemed to have found the trick, and practiced the first form of swinging the sword repeatedly as before.

Among the ten times, only two or three times, there will be a slight feeling of heat in the lower abdomen.

According to various TV novels, the lower abdomen should be where the dantian is.

Blind guess, the slight heat in the lower abdomen should mean that the posture is correct and the body responds.

Thinking of this, Xiaomi made a note of her posture every time she swung, and then discovered that the movements she thought were the same every time were actually slightly different every time.

And every time Dantian responds, the posture of swinging the sword is exactly the same.

It seems that she guessed right, only with the correct posture can the dantian react.

As for the slightly hot feeling, she couldn't guess it, it might be internal force, or it might be something else.

But apart from swinging the sword correctly, there was no reaction or difference at all.

It seems that further research is needed.

With this thought in mind, Xiaomi's hands kept moving, as if he was tireless.

From the beginning, out of ten times, only two or three times were correct, and later, after ten times, five or six times were correct.

I believe that it won't be long before the first formula is 100% correct!
"Xiaomi, I'm going to cook."

Xiaoxue's voice suddenly reached his ears, Xiaomi was startled, and finally came back to his senses.

The sky was already getting dark, and before she knew it, she practiced for a whole afternoon.

After Xiaoxue finished speaking, she went out. Xiaomi raised her hand to wipe the sweat, and suddenly her cheeks twitched, and her facial features were almost wrinkled.

"It hurts, it hurts."

The bamboo pole in his hand fell directly to the ground.

My arm was so sore and sore that I almost couldn't lift it up.

She had never felt so uncomfortable before, and she wondered if it was a muscle strain.

At this moment, the door was knocked suddenly.

"Xiaomi, are you in the room?"

It was Wei Ziang, unexpectedly they all came back.

"Here, you... hiss!" Just as she was about to go, she felt a throbbing pain when she lifted her foot, which made her gasp.

Not only are my arms sore and sore, but so are my thighs. I can hardly move an inch!
Wei Ziang outside the door heard it, he pushed the door open and entered regardless of whether it was a girl's boudoir.

"What's wrong with Xiaomi?" Wei Ziang hurriedly walked, his face full of worry.

I didn't see Xiaomi when I came back just now. I heard from my second sister that Xiaomi was holding a stick and gesticulating at home all afternoon, so I came to have a look.

As a result, before entering the house, I heard Xiaomi's uncomfortable voice inside.

As soon as he got closer, he saw Xiaomi's face in pain, and he was about to squat on the ground, so he quickly supported him.

"What's wrong with you? Do you feel uncomfortable somewhere? Do you want to go to the doctor?"

Wei Ziang was so frightened that his soul flew away. When he left in the morning, he knew that Xiaomi had overslept today. He worried all day in school during the day, and was even called by his master.

As a result, as soon as he came back, he saw Xiaomi like this.

Seeing that Wei Ziang's face turned pale with fright, Xiaomi quickly comforted him: "No, it's fine, I'm just a little tired."

Wei Ziang was stunned for a moment, then helped her to walk to the bed: "Second sister just said that you have been waving a stick all afternoon because you are so tired?"

Wei Ziang still didn't believe it, but Xiaomi nodded in shame, yes, that's why.

Wei Ziang: "..."

"Then you have a good rest. I'll tell my aunt that I'll bring you dinner later."

Xiaomi wanted to refuse, but thinking that his legs were throbbing while walking, he swallowed the words of refusal immediately.

With a sneer, he said, "Brother, thank you."

Wei Ziang shook his head and helped her to lie down: "I'll massage your legs, otherwise the pain will be worse tomorrow."

When I first started running last year, I was in pain and could barely walk, and he was the one who gave me massages every day.

Although Wei Ziang is also a child, he is a boy after all, and his hand strength is just right. With his massage, Xiaomi felt the soreness on his legs reduced a lot.

"Xiaoyao Swordsmanship, what is this?" The swordsmanship book was placed by the bedside, and Wei Ziang saw it as soon as he looked up.

Just as Xiaomi was about to explain, Wei Ziang couldn't help but pursed his lips and smiled as if remembering something.

"Xiaomi, didn't you just read this, and that's why you waved around the house with a stick?"

Wei Ziang's eyes were full of smiles, and Xiaomi's face blushed, being teased by a child!
But in the next second, she reluctantly took the book, let it go and put it in front of Wei Ziang!
"What, there's nothing in here, how could I..."

In the middle of speaking, Xiaomi shut up abruptly, his eyes widened, and he even took a deep breath.

"Yes, someone with predestined relationship?"

Just when Wei Ziang's gaze fell on the book she had opened, Xiaomi felt a lightness in his hand, and the book turned into a stream of light, entering between Wei Ziang's eyebrows.

Wei Ziang also looked frightened, he stopped massaging his hands, and his face was dull.

After a while, both of them came back to their senses and looked at each other.

Without hesitation, Wei Ziang asked directly: "Xiaomi, what is a predestined person, do you know what it is?"

Now that the sword technique has entered Wei Ziang's mind, he must have seen the little man practicing the sword, and he can't hide it.

Spread out directly: "It's the swordsmanship. You should have seen it. I actually picked up two books this afternoon. One of them was the same. It disappeared as soon as I opened it, but this one didn't."

"I thought it was my own illusion, so I didn't say I picked up two copies, but I brought this one back. I read it to my second sister, my parents, Uncle Liu, and when they read it, they didn't say anything. See."

This is the information she released publicly, so it doesn't hurt to say it again.

Wei Ziang asked again: "Then what is a predestined person?"

Unexpectedly, Wei Ziang would still ask, Xiaomi thought about it.

"Isn't it said in the scriptures that people who are predestined get things that are predestined? They can't see the things on it, which means that this thing must be seen by predestined people."

Wei Ziang believed it.

Xiaomi likes to listen to stories. Uncle Liu is well-informed. He often told her stories in the past, and later he also gave Xiaomi some storybooks, so it is not surprising that Xiaomi knows this.

However, Wei Ziang got up directly, opened the window next to him, looked outside, and then returned to the bed.

With the window open, you can directly see the entrance of the courtyard. As soon as someone comes in, you can know immediately.

"Xiaomi, listen to me, although I don't know what it is, but it's so magical, you can know it's definitely not a mortal thing."

Xiaomi nodded again and again, of course it is not a mortal thing, but she took it out of the space!
Wei Ziang said again: "Xiaomi is so smart, he should know the crime of pregnant Bi?"

Xiaomi continued to nod.

"Then Xiaomi must remember that this sword technique must not be told to other people, not even uncle and aunt."

Xiaomi slightly widened his eyes.

"You can practice sword at home by yourself like today, but you can't tell them what's going on, you know?"

Xiaomi was a little surprised by Wei Ziang's reaction, but nodded in agreement.

Wei Ziang stroked Xiaomi's hair and explained with a smile.

"I know that uncle and aunt love you very much, but other people don't. If there are too many people who know about swordsmanship, if one is not careful and slips up, it will be very dangerous."

"If someone becomes greedy and wants this miraculous thing, then not only you will be in danger, but also your uncle and aunt, as well as the elder brother and second sister Serena, they will all be in danger, you know?"

Of course Xiaomi knew, but she still muttered: "This thing has entered our brains, how can we still get it out?"

Wei Ziang's eyes suddenly darkened, and the hand stroking Xiaomi's hair also stopped.

"What if, after killing us, the sword technique will come out again?"

"Hiss~" Xiaomi admitted that he was frightened.

Not only because of what Wei Ziang said, but also because of Wei Ziang's expression at the moment, cold and heartless.

Wei Ziang smiled again, his eyes full of tenderness and comfort.

"Don't be afraid, Xiaomi, I'm just saying that, but Xiaomi, if someone really finds out, they may really have such thoughts, so we must keep it a secret, you know?"

Xiaomi nodded: "Then if we practice swords, won't people be suspicious?"

Wei Ziang pondered for a moment, and said.

"Xiaomi can practice at home for the time being, don't let outsiders see it, wait two years, and I'll go to the martial arts hall to have a look."

(End of this chapter)