Finally, a mobile phone ringtone woke up the drunken man. The red threads of the previous life have long been connected to each other, and today's chance encounter is the accumulation of countless gazes, looking at the Yiren who answered the phone in front of him, Bei Mingxuan can be sure that he and Hai Ling must have looked at each other so intently in their previous lives.

While he was thinking wildly, there was a rush of footsteps in his ears, and six or seven strange clothes and dyed hair more gorgeous than Xiao Yan rushed across the street. Bei Mingxuan didn't care, because he only had the sea spirit in his eyes, and he didn't notice that the other party was coming at him.

Hai Ling put down the phone and said apologetically: "Mom asked me to go back, and she made a special trip to Yuexiu to accompany me." ”

Bei Mingxuan just wanted to reply, and a hand slapped on his shoulder. Looking back, the group of thugs had surrounded the two of them. The person who photographed him was not tall and stocky, with a small nose and small eyes, and his facial features seemed to like to be crowded together and unwilling to separate.

The thug held a cigarette and said vaguely: "Boy, your vision is not bad, you look very cowardly, and your girlfriend is decent enough, how about you go OK together?"

Bei Mingxuan's eyes turned, and he had already seen their expressions and postures, and the other party's expression was frivolous, and he rolled his sleeves and brushed his arms to show that he was here to find fault. He practiced hard with Fan every day in the detention center, and his physical fitness and reaction ability were far beyond ordinary people, but he had never fought, and there were as many as six or seven people on the other side, so he had no bottom in his heart. So the hand in the bag dialed the phone at home, no matter who answered it.

He shouted loudly: "Let Fan come, Jiangnan Avenue Municipal Center." ”

The little man was inexplicable when he heard it, and he pushed Bei Mingxuan and shouted: "You kid want to die, right, what are you shouting?"

Bei Mingxuan took a step back and protected the sea spirit behind him.

Hai Ling shouted: "Why are you pushing people?"

The little gangster was no longer in the mood to ridicule, waved his hand, and then went straight to the face door of Bei Mingxuan with a punch, his strength was not small, and it seemed that he was also a practitioner who had worked hard. Bei Mingxuan turned sideways and raised his right hand to the side to pull the opponent's hand to the side, and his left foot was already mixed in front of the little man's right foot, and the little man staggered and flew into the air. Bei Mingxuan's eyes quickly took advantage of the momentum and pushed him, and with a bang, the small man smashed on the few people who rushed up after him, and several people hurriedly hesitated to dodge, but rolled into a ball. Bei Mingxuan jumped up and took advantage of the stunned moment of the two thugs on the side, knocked one of them down with a punch, dragged Hai Ling and ran towards the direction of the Civic Center building.

Several people rubbed their faces and feet and got up, pulled out iron chains, steel pipes and even military thorns, and kept insulting women who didn't know who they were, chasing after the two of them. Hai Ling is a girl, how to run fast in high heels, and when she was approaching the municipal building, she was about to be chased by the other party.

Bei Mingxuan shouted, "Come into the building." ”

He had already turned around to stop the other party, Hai Ling hesitated, thinking that he could only cause chaos if he stayed, so he turned around and rushed towards the building, where two security guards outside the building were watching this scene.

Hai Ling shouted: "Call the police, help call the police." ”

The thugs ignored Hai Ling, and the seven of them surrounded Bei Mingxuan, and they started ping-pong. Bei Mingxuan ate a few chains of steel pipes, dodged the attack of the military thorn, grabbed the hand of the thug with one hand, and grabbed his neck with the other hand and pushed it straight out. The little gangster was pushed back by him again and again, Bei Mingxuan roared and turned the opponent straight up with both hands, sweeping towards the gangsters who followed, the gangsters dodged one after another, Bei Mingxuan grabbed the military thorn, and was about to stab at the gangster he threw on the ground.

The thug rolled on the spot in fright: "Don't, spare your life." ”

Bei Mingxuan's eyes widened angrily, and he shook his head with a clenched military thorn, and those iron chains and steel pipes hurt a lot. The little man raised his hand to stop his companion, Bei Mingxuan's bravery made him feel a little hairy, and the military spur in the opponent's hand was also a very lethal weapon, and if he continued to fight, he was afraid that something would happen. The eldest brother just taught the lesson a lesson, and did not say that he wanted to kill the other party, and it could be seen that on the side of the Civic Center building, several security guards had gathered and were ready to come over with batons and prepare to intervene.

He pointed at Bei Mingxuan and said: "Yes, dare to fight back, be careful, boy, you don't know who you provoked, look for a woman with sharp eyes, don't have a life to pick up a girl and enjoy it." ”

After speaking, he waved his hand and flew away with his companions, and several security guards, led by a middle-aged man in a suit, ran over with Hai Ling, who rushed forward to check Bei Mingxuan's injuries in distress. Bei Mingxuan hurriedly stabbed the general and handed it to the middle-aged man, who nodded with a very appreciative expression.

He took the stab and asked, "Young man, are you okay?" Do you want to go to the hospital?"

Bei Mingxuan hurriedly said: "It's okay, it's okay, thank you." ”

When the middle-aged man saw that he was in good shape, he said, "Then go back quickly, be careful." ”

At this time, a small car flew over, and before the car stopped, Fan had already jumped out of the car: "Brother, are you okay?" ”

When Bei Minghan got out of the car, he and the middle-aged man actually knew each other, and stepped forward to greet him: "Director Wang, it's you." ”

Director Wang said: "It's the chief engineer of the North Underworld, what's the matter?

Director Wang is the deputy director of the Yuexiu Municipal Government Office, and the two sides exchanged a few words of greeting, Director Wang said: "Don't worry, I know those boys, I will let people have a good exchange with them." ”

Then they made an appointment with each other to eat and waved goodbye.

Bei Mingxuan introduced Hai Ling to his father, and Bei Minghan was in a happy mood when he saw Hai Ling, and he immediately had a feeling in his heart that this child was his daughter-in-law. With emotional recognition, the speech is naturally kindness and benevolence, and Hai Ling feels this kindness and is not restrained.

stepped forward and shouted, "Hello, uncle." ”

Le's Bei Minghan couldn't close his mouth, and Li Fan was busy dealing with scars and bruises for Bei Mingxuan, Hai Ling saw that this little monk's handling of bruises and injuries was more skilled than the professionals in the hospital, so he believed what Bei Mingxuan said to him before, and Li Fan was a martial arts master. Bei Minghan drove Hai Ling back, Hai Ling and Bei Mingxuan were reluctant, although they knew that they could see each other again tomorrow, but they were still tied up and couldn't bear to separate, Bei Minghan saw that his son looked like a child, and couldn't help laughing out loud in the car with Lifan.

Hai Ling, who returned to the dormitory, talked about it with his mother, Tian Linhua was silent for a long time, raised his head and said: "Ling'er, I don't say that you also know that my mother came this time to promote you and Jiahao, but I am afraid that today's incident will not be related to Yu Jiahao." I don't worry about handing over my daughter to him for such a person, and I believe that your father will not harm his daughter for the sake of business. ”

Hai Ling took her mother's hand and rested her head on her shoulder.

Tian Linhua stroked her daughter's hand and said, "What should I do, you have also grown up and have your own ideas." This child can protect you regardless of his own safety in times of crisis, and he is a trustworthy person, at least this is recognized by his mother. ”

Hai Ling blushed and nodded.

When Bei Mingxuan returned home, Song Yueqiao couldn't help but make a fuss and take some medicine for bruises. Bei Mingxuan said that the experience was analyzed, and it came to a reason.

Li Fan said: "Brother, why don't you go to the park with me early tomorrow morning to practice boxing, your foundation is enough, practicing a few sets of boxing will definitely have an effect, and you won't be injured next time you encounter these gangsters." ”

Song Yueqiao thought so, so he didn't say anything all night, and early the next morning, he and Fan came to the small park opposite the community. It is said to be a small park, but it is actually a large piece of leisure green space by the Sangxiu River, where a group of old ladies usually dance square dances and play Tai Chi sword or something. On the grass in the other direction, several old people surrounded a white-haired old man to play Tai Chi, and Bei Ming Xuanping usually didn't get up so early, so it looked fresh. In the corner of the grass, Li Fan passed a set of Taizu long fists to Bei Mingxuan, which is rumored to originate from the long fists of Song Taizu Zhao Kuangyin, and the momentum is powerful and powerful. The routines of the Fan Biography are very different from those of ordinary martial arts instructors, and if the Huijiazi sees it, they will definitely be surprised by the profundity of its changes. The metaphysics of the North Darkness is fast, but in half an hour, it already has some charm.

Lifan sighed: "Brother, if you want to learn boxing from the master, he will praise you, I am stupid, I always see its form and can't see it." ”

Bei Mingxuan said a few words modestly, and immediately jumped up when he looked at his watch: "Oh, it's late, Fan, you practice here for a while, I'll come when I go." ”

Fan couldn't scream, he was already gone, Fan shook his head and was about to stretch.

The old man holding the moon with a white beard walked over and hugged his fist to Fan: "This little master, may I ask who you learned this set of Taizu Long Fist from?"

He returned the salute but only replied: "Amitabha." ”

He turned around and left, a few days ago he practiced boxing here, and he played some ordinary routines, but today he taught Bei Mingxuan the essence of the master, but he didn't expect to be seen by this old man, it seems that there are masters everywhere.

As for Bei Mingxuan, he went straight to the downstairs of the dormitory where Hai Ling was without stopping, and bought a lot of various breakfasts on the way. When I got downstairs, I didn't dare to go up, for fear of being seen by Hai Ling's mother, if they were not allowed to socialize, the consequences would be too serious, after all, Hai Ling was still a senior student, and he had nothing to refute if he put his studies first. After a while, Hai Lingcai and a few classmates came downstairs together, and saw Bei Mingxuan pacing downstairs with his hands empty.

couldn't help blushing and complaining: "My mother burned breakfast, look at you, you know it's a waste." ”

The classmates were happy: "Oh, we didn't have breakfast, come and give it to us, so we won't waste it." ”

They took away the North Immortal Xuan early, leaving the two of them to follow slowly. When they arrived at the hospital, because of the early bribe, the classmates stopped making fun of them and went to the department where they interned. Bei Mingxuan stuck to Hai Ling's side, chatting with her without a pair, the hospital is very busy today, and there is one more Bei Mingxuan in the way.

A little nurse couldn't help it, and gave advice: "Hey, you person, don't keep wandering around here, you see everyone is busy, you are in the way." ”

Everyone felt the same way, but most people knew that this was Director Song's son-in-law, and it was not easy to deal with him for the sake of Director Song's face, so the little nurse came to say it without knowing the straight character, which made Hai Ling blush.

Hai Ling pushed him out: "Don't come when you go to work, people will laugh at you." ”

Bei Mingxuan touched his head and said, "Then I'll go to the small park over there and wait for you, okay?"

Hai Ling nodded almost indisputably, if it weren't for Bei Mingxuan's keenness, he would definitely not be able to see it. Hai Ling turned around and entered the ward, and Bei Mingxuan went downstairs in a stupid manner, and returned to the small park step by step. I didn't see Fan, so I guess he was in a hurry. Bei Mingxuan didn't care either, he put on a posture and practiced again, and the more he fought, the more he had experience. "Papapa", when he forgot about other things, he felt that someone was invited to fight, and instinctively exchanged hands with the other party. After a dozen moves in the blink of an eye, Bei Mingxuan was gently bounced away by the other party. Only then did he look at it, but it was the white-haired and white-bearded old man who taught the old man to do tai chi.

The old man looked at him with a smile and said, "Young man, you can have such an understanding of the boxing technique you have just learned, and you will be terrible in the future." ”

Bei Mingxuan said modestly: "Where, the old man is the master, just now he directly bounced me away, this is qigong, right?"

He doesn't understand anything, he always feels that when he fights with the other party, the opponent's strength is very weird, and his fist strength is brought to the point where he can't effectively focus.

The old man shook his head and said, "Internal strength? That is a skill that only exists in the legendary ancient martial arts, and it is hard to find." ”

There was some regret in his words, and when he saw that Bei Mingxuan was still a little puzzled, he said: "I use the Tai Chi method, overcoming rigidity with softness, turning around as desired, and using strength to fight." ”

Bei Mingxuan was silent for a while, repeating the old man's words in his mouth, and the previous two of them had a sense of understanding. The old man saw that he was deep in thought, his hands kept swinging, and he was surprised, but when he looked closely, he was even more shocked, the swinging appearance was so deep that Tai Chi Samadhi, just kidding?

No matter how much he didn't believe it, Bei Mingxuan suddenly asked him: "Uncle, look at this trick." ”

He reached forward with his left hand in a palm, and his right hand drew a perfect arc, and his hands cooperated to form a circle.

The old man blurted out: "Yin and Yang Tai Chi Hug, have you learned Tai Chi?"

Bei Mingxuan shook his head and replied, "No, is this move from Tai Chi?" I didn't see this move in your morning punch." ”

The old man shook his head, he kind of understood, it was not that this world was too crazy, but that the person in front of him was too perverted. He is already old, and he has loved martial arts all his life, and he has loved Tai Chi all his life. It turns out that it's not that I don't work hard, but that I'm too ordinary, not a pervert.

He smiled calmly: "Kid, it turns out that practicing martial arts also requires geniuses, come, can you remember the Tai Chi I played in the morning?

Bei Mingxuan didn't understand why the old man suddenly looked discouraged, but he suddenly calmed down. He couldn't bear to refuse, so he opened his posture and beat the old man through the Tai Chi that he had beaten several times in the morning. The old man smiled again and shook his head, the few companions who practiced Tai Chi with him had been with him for ten years, but they were not as good as the young man in front of him who watched coldly for an hour. He unreservedly told his understanding and perception of Tai Chi to Bei Ming Xuan, who confirmed it while playing and communicating with the old man from time to time, and the old man also had a new understanding, and the two practiced back and forth on the grass for a morning. Some of the old man's students were already stunned, and they saw all this from afar in front of the window of the North Immortal Xuan's house.

He said to himself: "My brother's understanding is so high, Master will definitely like it when he sees it." It's a pity that this old man has already comprehended a trace of the essence of ancient martial arts by his own exploration, if he is not old, he will definitely have a great success in practicing ancient martial arts. ”

After all, the old man was old and lacked energy, sweating profusely, with one hand on his waist and the other hand swinging: "Oh, I'm so happy today, young man, thanks to you, I have a deeper understanding, and I can die at night." Thank you so much, will you come again tomorrow?

Bei Mingxuan said: "Great, thank you for teaching me Tai Chi, my name is Bei Mingxuan, what should I call you? Tomorrow I will let my younger brother communicate with the old man, his martial arts are much stronger than mine." ”

The old man shook his head: "Bei Mingxuan, good name, you call me Lu Feng, is that master your younger brother? ”

Bei Mingxuan's eyes widened: "Isn't it a level?

Lu Feng waved his hand again and again: "I have pursued a higher martial arts realm all my life, and with your help, I may have touched a little bit of the fur, and I am content and content, hahaha." ”

Lu Feng laughed and waved goodbye to Bei Mingxuan, when Bei Mingxuan wanted to catch up.

A crisp female voice pulled him alive: "Bei Mingxuan!"

Where can he still manage a lot: "Xiaoling, you are here." ”

In the next few days, Bei Mingxuan repeatedly asked Fan if he was practicing advanced martial arts, and Fan only told him that he would naturally know when he returned to Mingwu Temple. Bei Mingxuan can't, in addition to accompanying Hai Ling every day, he and Lu Feng practice boxing in a small park, after teaching him a set of Taizu Changquan, he will never teach anything else, and practicing boxing is also the most common boxing method. However, Bei Mingxuan and Lu Feng are old and young, one has rich experience and deep skills, and the other has a lot of whimsical ideas, and both parties have benefited a lot from the exchange.

Ten days later, Li Fan actually said that with Bei Mingxuan's understanding and combat power, he had touched the threshold of a yellow-level martial artist, but Bei Mingxuan didn't understand, so he didn't say anything if he asked him again. It's just an analogy, if he encounters the gang of small gangsters again, he doesn't need to be ruthless, and he can knock them all down with his bare hands. Bei Mingxuan was very proud when he heard it, one hit seven, and that was also a divine martial art.

Li Fan shook his head and said, "Brother, with your current combat strength, I can beat you ten by myself." ”