Chapter 67: Qigong Fever
(Add a more to the reward of the flying fish, thank you Lao Tie for your support.) )
It's work time now, a few people stand in the car and look out, the road is full of people riding to work, look at it, the road is a sea of bicycles, the car bells come and go, this scene makes Liu Donglai several people dumbfounded.
It has to be the capital! I'm afraid there are more people on the streets than in the whole city of Fucheng.
Not only bicycles, but also a lot of cars driving in the middle of the road, what liberation, Lada, etc., and many cars do not know at all.
"Brother Wang, look at that car, it's bigger than Lada, what brand is it?"
Liu Donglai asked, pointing to a car outside the car.
"I don't know, I haven't seen it, I'm afraid it's a foreign car. ”
The other shook his head.
"Then the "stupid" car, produced in West Germany, is all sat by the big leaders!"
A man next to him said.
"Stupid, such a strange name?"
"Not only is there "stupid death", but also what kind of wind field, that is the RB car, the American Beko, but no matter how good the foreign car is, it is not as good as our big bus, it can pull dozens of numbers at a time, we Chinese can not take their foreign cars, do you say?"
This buddy has a mouthful of Beijing films, and his speech is very inflammatory, and the whole car applauds.
"These guys can really say it, no wonder they are called Kanye by outsiders. ”
Liu Lang couldn't help but complain to himself when he watched the other party spit at the stars.
Several people sat for nearly 40 minutes before getting off the bus, but they had not yet arrived at the Education Commission, so in order to be safe, Wang Kangkang asked a policeman on duty on the side of the road again, and got on the bus again after getting a definite answer.
"The Temple of Heaven has arrived, and those who get off the train go to the back door!"
The sign-seller is holding a horn to remind passengers in the car.
"Temple of Heaven, yes, son, look at that circular building! That's the Temple of Heaven!"
Liu Donglai hugged his son and pointed out the window.
I saw a round and magnificent building appear not far away, looking like a huge barn from a distance, with red bricks and green tiles solemn and majestic.
"This is the Temple of Heaven!"
Xu Wenxiu and Wang Kangkang also watched intently, they had only seen the Temple of Heaven on TV, this was the first time they had seen it with their own eyes, and they were extremely happy.
Liu Lang glanced at the Temple of Heaven and focused his attention on those people below the Temple of Heaven, these people were more eye-catching than the Temple of Heaven in Liu Lang's eyes.
Most of these people are middle-aged and elderly people, and if it were thirty years later, there would be only one thing for these people to gather in the square, dance.
However, there was no concept of square dancing in this era, and their "behavior" seemed to be much more advanced than square dancing.
I saw some people standing there motionless, their eyes closed as if they were "meditating", and their hands were shaking from time to time, which seemed to be a sign of half-body failure.
However, these people are quite normal compared to others, and some other people, some of them are standing on their horses, some are standing on one leg, and some of them are still lying on the ground, just lie down, and even put on various "shapes", such as more than a dozen people lying sideways with one hand on their heads, some people lying on the ground with their heads in their hands, and some people lying on the ground with their legs bent and trying their best to support their waists, forming a strange movement of two feet and one head on the ground.
"What are these people doing? Is it some kind of performance art?"
Liu Lang couldn't figure it out for a while.
Liu Donglai and the three of them also discovered this group of "weird" people at this moment, and they looked at each other one without knowing why.
"Comrade, let me ask, what are those people doing?"
Wang Kang was really curious, and asked the person next to him.
"You don't know what they're doing?"
The other party asked rhetorically, that means you can't not know!
"I don't know!"
Wang shook his head.
"I don't even know this? Let me tell you, they're practicing qigong, and if they do, it will be amazing. ”
The other party replied.
"What is Qigong?"
Wang was puzzled.
"I don't know qigong? It's a special function, and after practicing it, it can pick up objects in the air, and you can use your hands to make fires, and you can even shoot down planes, you say it's amazing!"
The other party's face is full of yearning.
"Pick up things in the air, light a fire with your hands, and knock down the plane?"
A few people were confused.
"Damn, it turns out that they are practicing qigong!"
Parents don't understand, Liu Langke knows about this so-called qigong practice.
It should have been in the early eighties, when there was an extremely crazy "qigong fever" in the country.
According to later statistics, tens of millions of people practiced qigong at this time, and "qigong masters" were courteous and sought after like stars.
Not only the common people are crazy, but the official also adds fuel to the fire, and dozens of qigong newspapers and periodicals and a large number of academic works on qigong have been produced across the country, in addition to qigong medical hospitals and qigong performances that can be seen everywhere.
Even the scientific community values and recognizes it, so much so that several highly renowned scientists are involved.
As for whether these qigongs are effective or not, it is naturally self-evident.
Based on the base of tens of millions of people in the country's "cultivation", if it is really effective, I am afraid that the country will become the world hegemon long ago in more than 30 years, and there is great hope for even unifying the entire galaxy.
Liu Lang looked at those people like fools, but the others were not at all, Liu Donglai and a few people didn't know that the world had been "surging" because of the closed news, but the other people in the car saw this scene and immediately started talking.
"These people seem to be practicing Arhat Gong, and I heard that after practicing, their whole bodies are extremely hard, and they are fine if they fall from the upper floor. ”
A man whispered to a friend.
"Luohan Gong is not good, I am practicing light Gong now, I can run on the wall after practice, no matter how high the building is, it will be fine!"
"What is light skill, my master taught me Baolian Gong, after practice, Baolian protects the body, and the cannon can't be killed!"
"You two can't do it, I'm the best to practice, do you know the Divine Arm Skill? After you finish practicing, you can reach out to the United States and directly grab their money, as much as you want, and then our country will be wiped out. ”
"The Ascension Gong I practiced is the most powerful!"
"The taste skills I practice are authentic!"
More than a dozen people in the car began to discuss.
Liu Lang once read in the book the record of the "practice" qigong people during this period, but he really didn't expect it to be so popular, a car of more than a dozen people are practicing, and the others are envious, and those people seem to be able to successfully cultivate and become supermen immediately.
Liu Donglai and a few people are a little "confused", they can't even kill the cannon, what is this!
Fucheng is a small place, few people go, and in this era, the transmission of information is not smooth, and only a few methods such as television and newspapers can be used, and the people of Fucheng have few televisions, and they do not know much about the most popular "fashion" in the capital.
The "masters" in the car chatted hotly, Liu Donglai and Wang Kangkang were still puzzled at first, but after a while, they gradually became fascinated, after all, those abilities that are only available in mythological stories are what everyone wants to have, plus these people are talking about the sky, as the so-called three people become tigers, and the two of them believed it for a while.