"He saw that the fat man was good~, so he passed on a few of the fat man's Bajiquan moves~. He handed us these two short guns again~, and told us~, he called us in the future~, and let us help him test his apprentice~. If it is qualified~, it will continue to be passed on~. ”

Benevolence, integrity, kindness, talent, and not being tempted by beauty are the necessary conditions for Zhao Shanhe to find an apprentice.

More than ten years ago, when Zhao Shanhe traveled somewhere, he met these people, and he lived a happy and carefree life with martial arts~. Before leaving, he left two short guns and said those words.

And not long before his accident, he called the old man again and described Chu Yun's characteristic appearance in detail.

"When the time comes~, you must help me palm my eyes~, if this child can hold steady~, pass it to him~." Zhao Shanhe said on the phone.

"It's not just a short gun~, but also marksmanship~. The old man added.

When Chu Yun heard this, he couldn't help but feel sad in his heart. Master is thinking about him, teaching him, and thinking about him almost all the time~.

He was holding a short gun, and his eyes gradually turned red.

"We came all the way from Beijing~, and now the task has been completed~, we should go back too~, you kid take care of yourself~. ”

The three old men each took their luggage, opened the door and strode out.

Chu Yun slowly broke free from his mourning, and when he went to chase them, they were completely gone.

Returning to his residence in a trance, Chu Yun fell headlong on the bed and fell asleep in a daze. Until the next morning, he thought he was dreaming.

It was only when you saw the sunlight on those two short guns that you knew it was all true.

The spear skills are very exquisite, and the gun is definitely an antique, Chu Yun is determined to cherish it.

Chu Yun knew very well in his heart that the master was doing this to make stricter requirements and tests for himself.

Bajiquan comes from gunning, tracing back to the source, and can better understand the mystery of boxing.

From this day on, these short guns have become Chu Yun's daily compulsory course. When he went from a mere formality to a deep understanding of spearmanship, he suddenly realized something.

"Pu Yucheng's style of play~, isn't it just turning his arm into a big gun~?" Chu Yun said secretly.

At this moment, he really digested the battle of life and death, and it was thorough.

The growth of actual combat experience has made Chu Yun better at thinking, thinking about Bajiquan, thinking about gunmanship, national arts, and life.

Zhao Shanhe once told him that when you are good at thinking, that is when you really start to transform.

On this day, Chu Yun was cleaning the martial arts hall, and he was silently wondering whether to rent out the martial arts hall again. Anyway, it's empty, so it's better to make some money for the Bajiquan sect.

It's just that until he has practiced his marksmanship very well, he still doesn't know the name of this marksmanship.

And there was one thing he was very curious about: "The founder of Bajiquan used a long spear back then~, so why did the master pass me a short double gun~?"

There are also those three people, he actually faintly longs in his heart to be able to see each other again. He has a lot of questions in his heart, and if he says goodbye, he will definitely get to the bottom of it.

The mobile phone in his pocket suddenly rang "Ding Lingling~", and he quickly answered the phone. On the phone, Wu Guiqiang said to him excitedly: "Hahaha~, Yunzi~, come back quickly~, there are good things~, there are good things~!"

It is difficult for something good to happen in the Bajiquan Sect, Chu You was also excited for a while, quickly put down the broom and locked the door, and ran back.

When he returned to the courtyard, as soon as he entered the door, he saw a person sitting in front of the stone table in the courtyard.

The man was wearing a suit and tie, and was sitting quietly drinking tea.

Wu Guiqiang accompanied him, with a flattering smile on his face, and was chatting enthusiastically with others.

Chu You knew at a glance that this person must be working in an organ unit, and the official spirit of that body could be smelled ten miles away.

He frowned slightly, coughed, and as soon as Wu Guiqiang looked up and saw him, he immediately stood up with a smile.

"Come on~, Director Dai~, let me introduce you~, this is the current head of our Bajiquan sect~, what's the matter~, just tell him~. Wu Guiqiang said enthusiastically as he walked quickly to Chu You's side and pulled him to sit down.

"Yunzi~, this is Director Dai of the Bureau of Culture and Sports~, he came to inform us of one thing~. Wu Guiqiang said excitedly, "We have to go to the rating~!"

"Rating~?" Chu Yun was stunned for a moment, and suddenly remembered this stubble.

When he first arrived in Cangzhou City and found this place, Wu Guiqiang once mentioned that all sects and sect leaders need to be examined and rated.

The martial arts examination is the so-called eagle, tiger, and dragon.

The Chinese sect, from ancient times to the present, has developed and inherited, and it has been flourishing. Although in today's prosperous era, martial arts and rivers and lakes have gradually weakened, there are still many sects in circulation.

In order to facilitate unified management, the state has specially set up a rating system. The sect is divided into three grades: A, B, and C, and each level has three grades, one to three. The first grade is the best, and the third grade is the secondary.

"Our Bajiquan Sect~, it used to be a second-class sect~, but that was all in the past~!" Wu Guiqiang said with a sigh, "Later, there was a little trouble~, and I was demoted~, and then later~, the files are gone~, according to the rules~, I have to start again~." ”

"Oh~. Chu Yun lightly agreed.

Director Dai had a modest smile on his face, and when Wu Guiqiang finished explaining, he stood up and said softly: "Then I have to rush to the next one~, you can close the door and sum it up yourself~." The registration is before this Friday~, first the assessment of the head of the house~, two months later~, and then the spring of next year~, is the evaluation grade of the sect~. If you don't pass this time~, you will have to be removed~!"

With that, he arched his hand and turned away with a smile. As soon as he turned around, the smile on his face turned to frost, and before he could go out, the message on his phone was sent.

"Senior brother~, this matter is done~, that kid is estimated to come to sign up in the afternoon~. Director Dai said in a text message, and the object he sent was Qi Yuankai~!

It turned out that Director Dai had also studied art with Qi Yuankai's second master in his early years, and the two still had the love of brothers.

Wu Guiqiang was busy sending off the guests, but he didn't catch up. When I came back, the smile on my face turned sad.

"Uncle Shi~, what's wrong with you~?are you so worried~?" Chu Yun asked puzzled.

Wu Guiqiang sighed lightly and said: "You, you~, it's just carved out of the same mold as your master~!The temper and temperament didn't run~!Do you know why our files are gone~......? ”

It turned out that more than ten years ago, the Bajiquan sect was still a first-class sect. Although it is not as good as Shaolin, Wudang, Emei and other big names, it can be regarded as a first-class sect in Cangzhou City.

Zhao Shanhe, who was in charge at that time, was a person with strong martial arts and noble martial virtues, and the sect also followed.

Whatever happens in the martial arts, he will be asked to preside over it. On that occasion, two small factions made a commotion, and the disciple of one of them suddenly died.

The other faction said, "It was the other faction that killed them." The other faction feels that it is very wronged, but now it is a society governed by the rule of law, even if they have something, they will go through the legal process, and they will never beat people to death in private.

So, the wronged faction found Zhao Shanhe. Zhao Shanhe was fair and strict, and made the investigation clear, and he was indeed wronged.

The person who died had a dark disease himself, and he was actually not suitable for practicing national arts, especially hard skills. When the police came to investigate, he told the truth, and the one who was wronged was naturally happy, and the other was offended.

"But who knows~, there are people in that faction who work in relevant departments~, and they are secretly tinkering~, and our level is downgraded~, and then even the files are gone~. Wu Guiqiang sighed heavily.

Chu Yun was silent.

"It's different now~, you can't be the same as your master~, sometimes you have to know how to be flexible~. Wu Guiqiang said softly, "Just like this master today~, you see that he is smiling and smiling and is very kind~, in fact, it is very difficult to do it~." He sat here and took a sip of tea~, and this sip was two thousand yuan~. ”

It turns out that this tea is a special Longjing treasured by Wu Guiqiang.

"Your master loves to make friends~, especially some masters~. It's like the old man Mo he befriended....... ”

It turned out that the faction that was saved by Wu Guiqiang had actually declined a long time ago, and there were only three brothers and sisters left, and they were all old antiques.

When Chu Yun heard this, he was immediately shocked: "Those three~, is it a sloppy old man~, a little old lady~, and a big fat man~?"

"Ang~, how do you know~?" Wu Guiqiang glared at him, "I can tell you~, don't hook up with them~, with musty smell~." ”

Chu Yun knew it in his heart, and it seemed that what he met was the three of them.

According to what Uncle Shi said, since that incident, Master has become silent, ignoring the affairs of the sect, and should have been hit hard and completely seen through the red dust.

Zhao Shanhe's past image became more concrete in Chu Yun's heart, which also made him admire his master even more.

Uprightness, rigor and meticulousness in martial arts, these are the advantages that Chu Yun wants to learn.

"What should I do for the exam~?" Chu Yun scratched his scalp hard, no matter what, he had to pass this hurdle now.

"The exam is simple~, there is a promotion exam every year~, isn't this just around the corner~. It's just ....... Wu Guiqiang said a little embarrassed.

He was afraid that the truth would come out, and with Chu Yun's temper, he had to explode in an instant.

When Chu Yun didn't come back just now, Director Dai said it. This assessment and rating is a very fair and rigorous thing, and no one has preferential treatment.

Chu Yun had never participated in the assessment before, so his rank had to start from scratch.

What do you mean by starting from scratch~?Duan pre-level, level one, level two, and three levels, all of which are played by little dolls who have just learned martial arts. You can start the exam at the age of eight, but Chu Yun has to start with them.

If Chu Yun knew about this, he would definitely turn his face and get angry~!

As everyone knows, Chu Yun had already seen his embarrassed appearance, so he asked softly: "Uncle Shi~, what's going on~, just tell me directly~, it's okay~." ”

"What's that~, I said you don't have to be angry~. You have to start with the pre-level exam~, usually take this test~, that's all children~. Wu Guiqiang said.

Unexpectedly, Chu Yun was not angry, and a smile appeared on his face. Although it is a helpless smile, it also shows his atmosphere.

Practicing Chinese art not only exercised his physical fitness, but also improved his psychology and thinking.

"Okay~, let's be with the little fart kid~. Chu Yun smiled faintly, shook his head helplessly and went into the house.

"Hey~, by the way~, Director Dai also said~, this time if you can pass the fifth level ~ and reach the second stage of the eagle level~, our martial arts hall will be officially opened~. ”

Wu Guiqiang looked at Chu Yun's back and shouted loudly.

In any case, Chu Yun began to prepare for the exam. The examination is not only to assess martial arts, but also martial arts and national art theory.

Chu Yun has the first two, but the theory of national art has some headaches.

He is not afraid of practicing martial arts and enduring hardships, but he is afraid of those inky black and tiny square words on the page.

Every time Wu Guiqiang brought out the books about the Bajiquan sect and Bajiquan in the study to him, Chu Yun felt a headache.

You must know that when he used to look at the codex left by the master, he also forced himself to be serious with love and awe for the master.

Now this book of thread-bound ancient style books is more heavenly than a heavenly book for him~!

But what can be done~?He has to read it carefully~, otherwise he will fail the exam, and he won't let the people behind him laugh off his big teeth~?

That Qi Yuankai, I'm afraid I'm looking at him to fail~?hum~!

Therefore, during this period of time, Chu Yun worked harder than he did in the college entrance examination, walking and walking, holding a book in his hand. Even when I went to Gu Qianqian's house, it was no exception.

"Hey~, what kind of cultural person are you pretending to be~. In the car, Gu Qianqian looked at Chu Yun frowning and reading hard, and couldn't help but laugh and sarcastically, "Look at your expression~, why is it like constipation~." ”