"I'm sorry~, please let me go~!" Chu Yun decided to go over and take a look.

He followed Zhao Shanhe and not only learned kung fu, but also learned some traditional Chinese medicine massage techniques for treating simple illnesses and injuries.

For those who study Chinese arts, simple orthopedic trauma and diagnosis and treatment of simple diseases are essential basic skills.

Chu Yun soon came to the old man and found that he had had suffered a stroke. This is quite dangerous, and if you don't do it, you will die~!

Everyone took the initiative to give Chu Yun a seat, so that he could squat in front of the old man.

Chu Yun gently pinched the old man's wrist with one hand, and the acupoint at the tiger's mouth was more effective in dealing with stroke.

Then he poked his fingers at several key acupoints on the old man's body, and it didn't take long for large beads of sweat to appear on his face.

Fortunately, his efforts were not in vain, and it didn't take long for the old man to slowly open his eyes and wake up.

"Why am I here~?" The old man seemed to have forgotten what happened before, and only felt stuffy and uncomfortable, and his head was a little dizzy.

"You're on the bus~, fainted~!" The person next to him was gossiping and began to talk to him.

At this time, Chu Yun had quietly returned to his original place, and he was about to reverse his destination, and he was very excited every time he came to work part-time.

It didn't take long for the old man to get better. He walked up to Chu Yun and said gratefully, "Young man~, you saved me just now, right?"

The first thing I saw when I opened my eyes was Chu Yun, and everyone else was far away, so the old man was so sure.

Chu Yun touched the back of his head and said softly: "It's nothing~, don't worry about it~." ”

The old man was still very polite to express his gratitude, and the communication between the two sides was very pleasant.

The old man arrived at the station first, he said hello to Chu Yun and got off the bus. Chu Yun continued to move forward and got off the bus after two stops.

Part-time for two hours, soon over. It happened that Su Liuli was on duty today, and when Chu Yun went out of the gate after work, he unexpectedly bumped into her.

"Hello~. Both of them said hello very politely.

"Go back so early today~?" Su Liuli knew that in order to make more money, Chu Yun would take several classes every time he came to teach. But today, he seems a little abnormal.

In fact, Chu Yun was worried about Gu Wanwan's birthday banquet at this time, and he didn't feel at ease if he didn't go.

"Well~, yes~. Chu Yun replied casually.

"What's wrong~, aren't you happy~?" Su Liuli was like a big sister, taking care of him everywhere in the SWAT team, and even the people who looked down on him and bullied him before were scolded by her.

"No~. Chu Yun pretended to smile, "I'll go first~, bye~!"

He jumped into the car and waved goodbye to Su Liuli.

Su Liuli looked at the figure of the boy in the car, shook his head, and turned around to go home.

As soon as she entered the door, the nanny couldn't wait to tell her: "The old man almost had an accident outside today~!"

"What~?" Su Liuli was shocked.

"Grandpa~!" Su Liuli anxiously pushed open the door of the study, and when she saw that the old man sitting on the sofa reading was safe and sound, her heart was relaxed.

"Liuli~, why are you frizzy~?" The old man took off his reading glasses and looked at his granddaughter dotingly, "I asked you not to dance with knives and guns~, you don't listen~, you~, it really makes me worry~." ”

"Hmph~, grandpa, do you still dare to say about me~?let me ask you~, what happened today~?" Su Liuli asked.

In the SWAT brigade, she is a sonorous rose and a flower of steel, and is known as the most beautiful woman. But at home, she is a good girl, a cute girl.

"Oh~, it's Xiaotong ...... again. The old man put down the book in his hand, touched his forehead, and said softly, "Maybe my blood pressure is high~, I'm a little dizzy~, it's okay~, I met a kind young man~." ”

"Grandpa~, there is a driver and a nanny at home~, why do you have to go out on the bus alone~. Su Liuli was distressed, thinking that her grandfather was so old, if something happened outside, what if she didn't come back~?

"I'm just going to the library~, what can happen~. Speaking of which~, the young man who helped me today~, he's pretty good....... The old man smiled and said, "When will my granddaughter bring her boyfriend back~?"

And he said that it was ....... Su Liuli turned around, unhappy.

The parents are busy with work and are stationed abroad all the year round, and only the grandparents and grandchildren depend on each other at home, and the relationship is very good.

"By the way~, Xiao Qin may be coming back to visit relatives soon~, he said that he was going to come to the house for dinner~. When the time comes, do you remember to buy more Yali pears~, then the child will love to eat Yali pears...... The old man commanded.

"Oh~, got it~. A flash of reluctance flashed in Su Liuli's eyes.

Thinking of Qin Xuyang, Su Liuli wanted to hide a little and hide far away. They grew up together since childhood, and later Qin Xuyang went to the military academy and has been in the army, but they will contact each other every once in a while.

was originally a good friendship, but suddenly cracks appeared with Qin Xuyang's confession. And it seems that both adults have the will to do this, which makes Su Liuli headache and upset the most, because she only regards Qin Xuyang as a good brother from beginning to end.

While Su Liuli was worrying about the problems of her grandfather and Qin Xuyang, Chu Yun was also receiving strict training from her master at the moment.

"The head must be top~, the neck must be straight~!The body must be straight to exert force~!You have not practiced Bajiquan for a day or two~, why don't you even understand this~?"

Zhao Shanhe sat on a rocking chair with a thin long whip in his hand. Chu Yun didn't do it well a little, so he showed no mercy and threw it over with a whip.

"Smack~!"

The whip made of snake tendons is neither soft nor hard, it hurts enough to hit the body, and Zhao Shanhe is very good at mastering the strength, which not only makes him hurt, but also does not hurt.

Chu Yun gritted his teeth and insisted, and large beads of sweat rolled down his forehead. In fact, he was a little unconvinced, he had already practiced Bajiquan well, why did he ask himself to practice the basic moves repeatedly every time he came to the master~?

Zhao Shanhe saw that the apprentice had done what he requested, and nodded with satisfaction. He looked at the small body like a benchmark, and his heart was extremely relieved.

"Boy~, don't complain about me being too strict~. Zhao Shanhe sighed, and said secretly in his heart, "I'll let you work steadily~, the foundation is laid~, and your strength will be able to achieve something in the future~, unlike your master and me~, if you don't ...... high, you can't low." ”

Even if it is a small whip, Zhao Shanhe is also hardworking. This whip is not an ordinary whip, the snake that made the whip grew up from a chicken raised by eating traditional Chinese medicine, its body is extremely flexible, and its own skin and flesh fascia are medicated.

After making a whip, it was soaked in medicinal juice and refined ninety-nine eighty-one. This hit the body, although it hurts, but it does not cause any harm.

Over time, it will also have a certain resistance effect on the body being whipped.

This whip is a treasure, inherited by Zhao Shanhe's ancestor, he was drawn from childhood to adulthood, and now it is his apprentice's turn again.

Life is indispensable, sometimes Zhao Shanhe feels that the inheritance from generation to generation is a circle.

There was blood boiling and tumbling in his chest, and Zhao Shanhe endured it and didn't cough. He didn't want his apprentice to bother with his body. Because today is a very important day for Chu Yun.

The direction of national art cultivation is divided into three types: bright energy, dark energy, and chemical energy. Ming Jin, it is obvious that it is the hard skill of the outer door, the iron head skill, the iron arm skill, the iron sand palm, the thirteen horizontal exercises, and the golden bell jar, which can be clearly seen by looking at the physical appearance of the martial arts practitioners.

The dark energy should be more esoteric and tortuous, softer, and pay attention to thick and thin hair, and overcome rigidity with softness.

The most complex is the combination of light and dark energy. Practice to the extreme, very scary. Zhao Shanhe took this path, and what he taught Chu Yun was also this practice.

But Chu Yun has liked martial arts since he was a child, he stayed in the martial arts team when he was a child, and was admitted to the martial arts department when he grew up. He has developed too many bad problems that are taboo in cultivating national arts, and he has to correct them one by one.

This is also the reason why his strength can break through a long time ago, but he has not been able to break through for a long time. When he was practicing, he was too focused on whether his movements were perfect, and he couldn't always combine the light and dark forces into one.

Zhao Shanhe knew that time was running out, and he thought that in the last days, he could teach more.

Chu Yun actually knew very well about his own problems, but it was extremely difficult to really cross that hurdle.

He gestured, his legs slightly bent, and his hind legs seemed to be soft and weak, but in fact he could provide great strength support to his body at any time.

The fists were lightly placed at the waist, and with the drive of the pace, they suddenly poked out, and the fist whistled.

Bajiquan, what is particular about the word "fierce", inch by inch, hard and hard, Chu Yun feels that he has been able to be strong. He just didn't understand why the master was so strict with himself, almost perverted.

"Practice the muscles and bones on the outside~, and practice a breath on the inside~." A sentence that people who practice martial arts often hang on their lips~, you only remember this sentence~, but you don't understand its true meaning~. Xiaoyun~, remember~, those who travel a hundred miles are half ninety~!" Zhao Shanhe saw the apprentice's thoughts at the moment, and said lightly.

"It's Master~, I know~. Large beads of sweat rolled down Chu Yun's face. Although the voice is steady, it is very stubborn.

He has indeed worked hard enough, and he always feels that the true meaning is not far ahead, but there is always a thin veil to cover it, and he wants to cover it up.

Zhao Shanhe closed his eyes and didn't say anything more. At this age, it is the time to feel good about yourself, so strong and stubborn, there is no need to take it too seriously.

Chu Yun slipped his fist one by one, and his mind was extremely focused.

Gradually, his punches became faster and faster, and the wind of his fists became louder and louder, whining like shooting stars. Those jet-black eyes, opening and closing, were extremely focused.

The whole night was spent in his sweat and rain. Although he still hadn't comprehended the combination of bright and dark energy that Master said, he had gained some insights in Bajiquan.

At the same time, Chu Yun also felt that the place on his skin that had been whipped was a little itchy. It seems like something is drilling into the pores.

That is the medicinal properties that have accumulated over the years, and it is slowly nourishing him through the pores~.