After waking up from the dream, my grandfather told my great-uncle about it. Uncle Zeng clicked the smoking pot, pressed the tobacco with his rough thumb, and said: "Little rabbit cub, don't be foolish, seize the time to memorize the "Staying Land Stargazing Method", and I will teach you the next step of the "Dragon and Tiger Technique"!"

After saying this, Uncle Zeng seemed to have forgotten about it and never mentioned it again.

And back to grandpa and Fu Lijuan, since that incident, the relationship between the two has indeed become much closer. After Fu Lijuan got better, her grandfather told her about Liusu in a roundabout way, and Fu Lijuan spent several days to slow down the matter.

Later, Fu Lijuan didn't mention going back to the city again.

After that, Captain Zhao half-pushed and half-pushed Fu Lijuan to Taiqing Village. But in this way, my grandfather moved to the cowshed hut to live with my great-uncle, and the original house was given to Fu Lijuan to live.

The relationship between the two is not clear, but as time passes, the goodwill between them has actually reached the point where they have not pierced the layer of window paper.

said that his grandfather lived in the cowshed, which made it more convenient for his great-uncle to toss him.

After that, Uncle Zeng intensified his efforts, and even exchanged ten catties of sandbags for twenty catties of stubble. Every day when I came up from the field, I was hung and pulled my crotch, not to mention, my stomach was like a starving ghost reincarnated every day.

Fu Lijuan also felt sorry for him, and every day after teaching, she sent food to the field, watching him being tortured by the old man day by day, and she pleaded with Uncle Zeng every day.

Uncle Zeng's words were also simple: "You don't want to see your good looks killed by ghosts, do you?

In fact, after experiencing Liusu, Fu Lijuan's suspicions about this aspect also collapsed like her grandfather before. But looking at grandpa like that, I'm afraid that it won't be the turn of the ghosts to harm him.

Fu Lijuan felt sorry for him, and her grandfather himself was also bitter. More than a month after that incident, Uncle Zeng took out two more treasured manuscripts of thread binding, one called "The Mantra of the Pavilion" and the other called "Dragon and Tiger Records".

"The Mantra of the Pavilion" talks about some kung fu and postures for cultivating qi and cultivating the body, strengthening the body, and the content in the "Dragon and Tiger Technique" is even more complicated, and it is more obscure than the "Zhutu Stargazing Method" and "The Mantra of the Pavilion" combined.

It contains all sorts of unheard of techniques, allusions, and judgments. Looking at Xuanhu, the careful reading is logical and self-consistent, interlocking.

And these books were taken out to show grandpa, just to give grandpa a preventive shot, and the real toss of people is still to come.

For example, when he came back from the field that day, his grandfather had just poured a few sips of tea, and his great-uncle asked him to sit down, poked the cigarette pot at the top of his eyebrows, and taught him how to open a Tiancong.

Some of Tiancong's sects are called Tianyan, and some sects are called Guan Qi. It is a method that stimulates certain degenerative functions of human beings, makes them work, and instead of the eyes, sees the essence of things.

This method requires the mind technique of the Heavenly Master Dao as the foundation, and the methods of each school are different, and this is only the method of this line inherited by Uncle Zeng.

Chen Qing's yin and yang eyes are a natural thing, others can't envy it, and they can't change it the day after tomorrow. And Tiancong, Tianyan, and Guanqi are all things that can be exercised the day after tomorrow.

The premise is to have that kind of mental skill, otherwise you can't mobilize the Qi in your body, and it's in vain.

Grandpa's talent is actually not bad, but it took nearly half a month to open Tiancong for the first time. Through the mental technique, the qi pulse was moved, and the eyebrows were hot, and when I opened my eyes, I saw that there was a golden-red air mass on Uncle Zeng's body, and the color of the air mass on Fu Lijuan's body, who walked in with a rice basket, was much weaker.

"What do you see?" asked Uncle Zeng, holding a cigarette pot.

Grandpa felt quite incredible, even more surprised and excited than seeing the gray-black qi with cow tears that day: "I see that there is a fiery red qi on your body, and uncle, you still have golden ......"

Later, Uncle Zeng explained that it was the yang energy that everyone, even every living being, had. Uncle Zeng's yang energy is strong and his Taoism is profound, so he has a golden red color, while Fu Lijuan has been rushed by a ghost, her body is weak, and she is a woman, so her yang energy is weak, and her color is much lighter.

It didn't sound like anything peculiar, but it was quite incredible to my grandfather at the time.

It's just that it happened at this time, and then my grandfather thought, maybe it was the 'heavenly machine' that my great-uncle said.

At that time, the relationship between grandpa and Fu Lijuan was actually almost clear, just the last step, that day grandpa happened to exchange soybeans for two pieces of tofu, and while walking to Village Chief Chen's house, he pondered about it.

I didn't pay attention for a while, and I almost bumped into a woman in a hurry. Grandpa's eyes were quick and he quickly stopped, and the woman reacted and said sorry repeatedly.

Grandpa took a look, isn't this Wu Xiaoye's mother?

"Eldest sister, what's wrong, go in such a hurry. "It's all from the villagers, so grandpa asked.

Wu Xiaoye is the son of Wu Lao'er, who is also about seven years old this year, and often reads and writes in the brigade.

Wu Laoer's daughter-in-law was married from Sanlitun, surnamed Liu, and the peers in Taiqing Village were all called Sister Liu.

At this time, she was in a hurry to leave the village, and when she saw that it was her grandfather, she also said a few more words: "Da Zhu, it is Xiao Yezi who has a high fever." I hurried to the next village to ask for Dr. Ma, but I didn't say anything, I left first. ”

Grandpa was a warm-hearted person, and when he heard this, he stopped her and said, "Sister, I'll call Dr. Ma." Don't worry, go back and take care of Xiao Ye, I'll go back when I go. ”

To say that grandpa's leg strength trained by his great-uncle is not blown, and he trotted for twenty miles without rest after picking up the sandbag. Going back and forth to Baisha Village is only a matter of 20 minutes for grandpa, but Dr. Ma is a lot older, and he has to ride an old-fashioned eight-bar bicycle to hurry up.

Wu Xiaoye's home is on the edge of the village, and it can be said that in this Taiqing Village, their family is also poor. The man in the family died early, and Sister Liu wanted to take the child again, so the old man Wu was a laborer, and the feeling of entering the door to the grandfather was just four words: the family was surrounded by four walls.

After bringing Dr. Ma to him, his grandfather was not worried about Wu Xiaoye, and followed him into the house, and saw Wu Xiaoye lying on the bed covered with a torn quilt, his face burned red, and he kept dancing with his hands, as if he was struggling for something.

Old man Wu was standing on the side, the expression on his face was troubled and vicissitudes, and Sister Liu was about to cry.

Dr. Ma was taken aback at first, then took his temperature, looked at the coating of his tongue, and finally opened his eyes to see, but he didn't know what he saw, so he screamed in fright, and subconsciously retreated several steps back.

"Doctor Ma, what's wrong with my son?" asked Sister Liu anxiously.

Doctor Ma wiped the sweat from his folds, then took out a few antipyretic pills from his medicine box and asked Sister Liu to feed Wu Xiaoye first, and then gave his grandfather a look when he went out.

Grandpa followed knowingly, and after the two went out, Dr. Ma whispered, "Something is wrong with this doll, Comrade Xiaolin, I'm afraid you have to deal with it." ”

Doctor Ma's voice was very nervous, and after listening to it, Grandpa frowned, and then asked, "Old doctor, you just picked Xiao Ye's eyes, what did you see?" ”

When his grandfather mentioned it, Dr. Ma trembled again, and quickly shook his head and said, "I have been practicing medicine all my life, and I have never seen such symptoms." If you want to be curious, just go and see for yourself, I will prescribe him a few pairs of fever-reducing Chinese medicine, I hope it can be useful. ”

After Dr. Ma finished speaking, he shook his head and sat down at the table to write the prescription.

Grandpa looked at Dr. Ma like this, and he was also puzzled. The old doctor is well-informed, the snake spirit made trouble and Fu Lijuan rushed to him without scaring him, what can Wu Xiaoye have in his eyes?

Since Dr. Ma said that this might not be a disease, Grandpa also took it to heart, walked back and cautiously reached out to open Wu Xiaoye's eyelids that kept rolling his eyeballs.