Yue Ji

Chapter 17 Breathing
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As soon as Wei Luo was puzzled, he thought of asking the round-faced Seventeen. Others in the handyman mostly came to him when they had something to discuss.There is no leader among the handymen, and the round-faced Seventeen often plays such a role.

As Wei Luo expected, as soon as she asked those words, the round-faced Seventeen couldn't hear anything.In fact, Wei Luo also knew that this round face couldn't read [-] characters, and after going to business for the second time, he fell into everyone's team, how much knowledge could he have?Besides, the question I asked was too unusual.

Wei Luo couldn't get an answer, so she kept the matter to herself. After eating, she ran to the woods to pick up the wooden sword, and imitated the swordsmen in the martial arts training ground, chopping and stabbing.

After making such [-]-odd gestures, she felt a little tight in her chest.Wei Luo thought to himself: In my previous life, I practiced yoga with breathing, even when I was running, I had to pay attention to my breathing.There should be a corresponding method of breathing when practicing swords. Even if no one tells you, why don't I try it myself?
Thinking of this, she took a deep breath, and when she couldn't breathe any more, she suddenly drew out her sword, and exhaled at the same time.

In less than five times, her chest was severely congested.Wei Luo quickly stood up straight, adjusted his breathing, took a deep breath, and then held his breath and drew out the sword, exhaling a long breath when the sword was completely thrust out.

Sure enough, it was more comfortable than before.

Seeing the effect, Wei Luo was overjoyed.

In this way, she breathed out the sword with force, and the time passed quickly, and the forest became dark in a blink of an eye.Wei Luo put away the copper sword in the woods, and walked out with the wooden sword.

In the courtyard, flaming torches were burning everywhere, illuminating the ground red.In the main courtyard, the music and music reappeared, and there was faint laughter.

Wei Luo walked around the entire courtyard, and finally found that the back of the common room where the handymen slept was near the wall of the back mountain, illuminated by fire, but also quiet and remote.

Wei Luo stood up again and opened her stance. She was not in a hurry, and only practiced the forward thrust and downward chop. During each movement, she always paid attention to the coordination of her breathing, and she breathed as she felt comfortable.

From Wei Luo’s point of view, it’s very simple. Since running, yoga, and other sports need to be accompanied by breathing, it’s the same for practicing swordsmanship. It’s easier to succeed only when paired with breathing methods that don’t cause fatigue and make you more comfortable. .

And there are only a few breathing rhythms, she tried it out, but after a few hours, she found the most effective and most comfortable method.

At this time, she never imagined that in this ancient continent full of vitality, the powerful soul she had traveled through and tempered, coupled with what she thought was a simple breathing method, the result of multiplying two by two would be unpredictable .

Time passed, under the moonlight, amidst the shadows of the trees, Wei Luo stabbed out with his sword one after another.She is weak, and she needs to take a break after she can't practice more than [-] times.During the rest, she did not sit down, but stood in place, closed her eyes and breathed slowly silently, until her breathing became stable, she opened her eyes to practice again.

This practice continued until about eleven o'clock in the evening, when Wei Luo ran back to Datong's room dripping with sweat.She didn't have a change of clothes, and she didn't find a place where she could wash her body with complete peace of mind, so she gritted her teeth and lay down on the bunk, dripping wet and dirty like those men.

Until he fell asleep, Wei Luo was still breathing slowly in the dreamland.

This situation continued until the evening of the fourth day.

On this day, the round-faced Seventeen and a few handymen brought back a pile of sackcloth and straw sandals.Pointing to the pile of clothes, he said loudly: "Tomorrow there will be an invitation from a nobleman, and I will leave Yicheng with the team. Each of you has two linen clothes and four pairs of grass, and you should wash them thoroughly before you put them on."

When he said this, he laughed to himself, "Everyone, everyone, Mei, is a world-renowned beauty. If we are in her team, if we smell of sweat, I am afraid that the beauty will be annoyed."

All the handymen followed suit and laughed.

Wei Luo looked at the pile of clothes with glowing eyes.

As soon as the round-faced Seventeen finished speaking, all the handymen rushed to grab the sackcloth and straw sandals.If it weren't for the round-faced seventeen people watching, Wei Luo's clothes and shoes would have been snatched up before it was his turn.

Wei Luo stood obediently by the side, and waited until everyone had finished grabbing them before stepping forward, and took two pieces of twine with loose threads at the hem and four pairs of straw sandals.

She took out a set of clothes and shoes and put them outside, and put the rest away in the corner where she slept.

Night fell quickly, and when a layer of night mist floated in the sky, all the handymen had finished washing with well water, and walked outside with their shoulders linked.

It wasn't until the last ray of light remained between the sky and the earth that Wei Luo came to the back mountain quietly with his clothes in his arms.

The back mountain is huge, and the whole mountain range stretches for dozens of miles.Wei Luo has been searching consciously for the past few days, and has already found a small bend of Tanshui three or four hundred meters deep into the woods.The water in this tan is very small, less than about ten square meters, and the water is shallow. The bottom of the water is paved with stones, and the water quality is clear.

The most wonderful thing is that this Tanshui is hidden behind several stone fields, which is quiet and has no animal footprints.

This back mountain belongs to the mountain of no owner. There are many hunters living in the mountain, and some big and small animals have been driven to the depths of the woods by the hunters.

When Wei Luo came to Tan Shui's place, it was completely dark between heaven and earth, only a crescent moon was hanging in the sky, shining on her through the forest.

Wei Luo listened vigilantly for a while, and confirmed that there were no pedestrians coming.Then he took off his clothes and jumped into the Tan water.

As soon as the bone-clear water touched his body, Wei Luo gave a low cheer.As soon as she let out this cheer, she quickly shut her mouth, wiped her body with dirty clothes, and washed her hair.

To wash her hair, she uses pot bottom ash.As for washing herself, she used the same thing as brushing her teeth.Wei Luo listened carefully while washing. In order to be able to hear the movement around her in time, she took a small bathing movement and tried not to disturb the water.

Rao was holding his heart all the time, and it took Wei Luo half an hour to clean it.After washing her clothes in Tan Shui, she took out the disguise that she had prepared earlier, and used her hands to draw out a little something that would darken and roughen her complexion, and spread it evenly on her face, neck, hands, and feet like powder.

This is only the first step of changing face. If she wants to completely become like a young boy, she has to apply another face-changing ointment on the corners of her eyebrows and eyes facing the well water and light.

Besides, the hair was still wet, and the long hair was not good for her.

Although the woods are quiet, even though she has traveled this road more than a dozen times during the day, Wei Luo is still afraid of snakes and insects. As she walks, her feet speed up.

When Wei Luo came to the back of the courtyard, she stopped.

Tying up his hair casually, Wei Luo picked up the wooden sword and practiced again.

Straight stabbing, chopping down, breathing, again and again, the time passed bit by bit, gradually, the noise in the front room became endless, it was everyone came back, and then, the noise gradually decreased, until it becomes completely silent.

When only the Sheng music from the main courtyard floated in the sky and the earth, it was already midnight and three o'clock.Wei Luo tied up her hair according to memory, went to the well, applied the last layer of disguise cream under the brightened moonlight, and then returned to the Tong room.

When Wei Luo lay down on the sackcloth in the corner, she let out a long breath and closed her eyes in relaxation.

(End of this chapter)