The invasion of the abyss begins with the Laughing at the Ming Dynasty

4. Stabbing a person is easier than stabbing a fish

"Can I learn?"

Shitou's restless hands didn't know where to put them, and he stammered.

Even though "Iron Shirt" is a common commodity in the martial arts world, that is only true for people in the martial arts world. Shi Tou, who has no parents, is from a different circle from them.

It is harder than climbing to the sky to jump from one circle to another. If there is no one to introduce you, the stone may never reach the edge in its lifetime and can only face the earth and back to the sky.

Shen Yuanliang's father, Shen Zhong, had been a soldier for seven or eight years. By chance, he stepped into the mysterious road of martial arts. From then on, he changed his fate and became one of the richest men in the area.

"of course can."

"Let's go fish first! I'll teach you after breakfast."

Shen Yuanliang put down the stone lock in his hand and said breathlessly.

The "Iron Shirt" is equivalent to the Shen family's heirloom. It is the ability for Shen Yuanliang's descendants to make a living. It will never be passed on to anyone other than a father and son, even to daughters.

If Shen Yuanliang had not awakened the wisdom from his previous life, he would most likely have been like a miser, hiding "Iron Shirt" tightly and not allowing anyone to read it.

Now that Shen Yuanliang's memories from both lives have been merged into one, "Iron Shirt" is no longer that important.

"During this season, the sea is frozen and it is very difficult to catch fish."

Seeing that Shen Yuanliang was determined, Shitou did not feel happy about learning martial arts at this moment, but said with difficulty.

The Bohai Sea freezes over every November, and now that we are in the Little Ice Age, the ice in the Bohai Sea is thicker and stronger.

Shen Yuanliang had just recovered from a serious illness. If he was blown by the cold sea breeze, his condition might get worse. Shi Tou could not help but be anxious.

"I have a solution!"

After saying that, Shen Yuanliang walked straight into the house and took out the sword hanging on the wall. The three-foot-long blade was chilling, with snowflake-like patterns faintly visible on it.

This was the coming-of-age gift given to Shen Yuanliang by his father Shen Zhong. He cherished it very much and wiped it every day. Now, more than half a year has passed, and the sword is still as bright as new without a trace of rust.

Then Shen Yuanliang pulled out two slender jujube wood sticks from the woodshed. They were more than eight feet long, with natural patterns on them. They were straight and hard, and were made of top-quality material.

After a cup of tea, Shen Yuanliang sharpened one end of two jujube wood sticks, and the simple spear was completed, waiting to be opened and blood drawn.

"Let's go!"

Throwing one of the spears to Shi Tou, Shen Yuanliang walked westward with the spear in one hand and the sword in the other. The shadowy coastline meandered away like a long dragon entwined on the seashore.

"Brother Liang!"

Seeing this, Shitou was helpless and had to follow Shen Yuanliang closely, stepping on the cold beach, leaving a series of footprints of varying depths.

"This is it!"

After looking around, Shen Yuanliang stomped his feet hard, then used his sharp waist knife to chisel the solid ice surface, and the "bang bang" sound could be heard from far away.

After a short while, a one-foot square and eight-inch thick ice hole appeared on the boundless ice surface, and the azure blue sea was rippling.

"Shitou, when you see fish or bubbles later, stab them hard with your spear."

"Quick, accurate, ruthless, don't hesitate."

Shen Yuanliang raised the spear in his hand, stood in horse stance, and waited quietly beside the ice hole, staring at the rippling sea water without blinking.

When the sea freezes, the fish living in the sea lack oxygen, which is not conducive to gas exchange. Shen Yuanliang dug a hole in the ice and waited for the fish to come. The fish would flock here to breathe fresh air. It was a good time to take action. "There's movement!"

Under the warm sunshine, Shitou shouted loudly and completely ignored Shen Yuanliang's previous instructions. That's right, he was just a sixteen-year-old boy now.

"what!"

Before he finished his words, a sharp spear cut through the air and plunged straight into the icy sea water. Shen Yuanliang stabbed, lifted, and swung it, and a one-foot-three-inch-long sea bass was thrown onto the ice.

After the beginning of autumn, sea bass enters its peak feeding season. Its meat is plump and has high nutritional value. It is very suitable for nourishing the body and is also the most common fish in the Bohai Sea area.

"Shi Tou, you try it too!"

After Shen Yuanliang caught seven or eight perch in a row, he taught Shitou step by step how to identify the location of the fish, how to use force, etc.

In just half an hour, Shen Yuanliang and Shitou had harvested a lot and their baskets were full. Their red, frozen faces were filled with bright smiles.

In order to treat Shen Yuanliang's illness, the Shen family became extremely poor. The rice jar was almost empty and even mice would cry when they saw the food.

If there is no harvest, what will they eat?
"Wow, Guoguo, so many fish!"

Pushing open the mottled courtyard gate, Shen Qianqian, wearing a thick coat, came running over like a bear with her short legs, her eyes bright and full of joy.

"Sissi, be careful."

Shen Yuanliang put down the basket in his hand and hurriedly picked up his sister who almost fell. He pinched her thin face and felt very distressed.

Smoke rose from the kitchen, and everyone couldn't stop eating the milky white fish soup and delicious sea bass until their stomachs were full. This was the most reassuring and happiest meal they had had in the past six months.

Illness comes like a mountain falling, and goes like a thread being pulled out. Shen Yuanliang was "sick" for more than half a year, and now he is finally recovered.

Yesterday, Shen Chen was still worried about her son's illness recurring and couldn't sleep the whole night. Today, Shen Yuanliang's complexion was rosy and he could even lift a 200-jin stone lock. Shen Chen's heart was finally at ease.

"Iron Shirt is a form of physical training that strengthens the skin, flesh, tendons and bones of the human body until it reaches the state of bronze skin and iron bones."

"As the saying goes, the gun pierced a spot, the knife cut a line, the clothes were shredded into pieces, not a drop of blood was seen, and there was no flaw on the body except the eyeballs."

"If you want to practice Iron Shirt well, you must first learn to stand still, hold your chest high, and tighten your abdomen..."

After breakfast, Shen Yuanliang lived up to his promise and taught "Iron Shirt" seriously, leaving out all the key points of the movements, things to pay attention to, etc.

Whenever Shen Yuanliang saw the stone shaking or moving irregularly, he would pick up the spear in his hand and hit it without mercy.

A strict teacher produces an excellent student, and there was not enough time. Shitou started learning martial arts a little late, so Shen Yuanliang had to do so. This was the price of learning martial arts.

"Aim at the red dot ahead."

"Stab, hard! Use all your strength."

After finishing the horse stance, Shen Yuanliang and Shitou practiced a few simple movements together, such as stabbing and piercing, over and over again until they were exhausted.

The Shen family's background is shallow, or even nonexistent. They don't even have advanced swordsmanship or knife skills. They only have martial arts from the battlefields of the army, the Qi family sword.

One inch long, one inch strong.

Practicing with a spear is the most appropriate thing to do right now. Not only can you get food, but you can also stab people. After all, stabbing people is easier than stabbing fish.

(End of this chapter)