Day after day.

Three days passed.

It's been the third day in this prison.

Life in prison is plain and peaceful, and there is not the slightest news from the outside world, and ordinary people can be said to be quite boring and boring here.

Yan Luo now has some understanding of the mentality of the two of them to let themselves talk about things in the outside world.

He didn't know what the situation was in the Zhou family's gambling house now, and no one had come to look for him, or even found him.

He has disappeared for three days, and he doesn't know what Zhou Qianwei will do with it, whether he is worried or not, whether he is in prison in Jiangyang Town.

If you know it, will you find a way to save yourself?

There is also whether Liang Xing has already started to do something to the Zhou family's gambling house.

Can Zhou Qianwei deal with Liang Xing's various difficulties.

He didn't know anything about this, but he thought about it over and over again in his heart, and was anxious over and over again.

Fortunately, at Yanluo's request, the old man began to teach Yanluo to play Tai Chi in the past few days and help Yanluo correct the movements of Tai Chi.

Only then can I calm my mind and not think about it.

"Come, shuttle left and right. Or you hit it first and let me see. The old man stood aside and said to Yan Luo.

Although the old man is not even a "Jianghu", as far as Tai Chi is concerned, he is really attained.

There is indeed a bit of charm of overcoming rigidity with softness, coupled with the energy bonus of heaven and earth here, the effect of health preservation and fitness far exceeds that of the previous life.

From the point of view of Yan Luo, the old man's Taijiquan is stronger than some masters in his previous life.

Under the guidance of the old man, Yanluo's Tai Chi can also be regarded as a seven, seven, eighty, eight.

If nothing else, at least the action is already very standard.

No, this has been corrected to the left and right shuttle, which is the eighteenth style.

Yanluo's body turned slightly to the left, his left foot landed forward, and his legs were bent at his knees.

"Okay, stop. ”

After Yanluo's action was finished, the old man called out and made Yanluo pause.

"The tip of the left foot should be slightly outward. ”

The old man kicked Yanluo's left foot.

"The right heel is off the ground, and the eyes follow the movement. “

The old man continued to correct, and said: "The reason why the beggar fist is wonderful is not only the exquisiteness of the boxing, but also the subtlety of its charm, so you must pay attention to your eyes, and your eyes must follow the movements......"

The old man is covered with dirt and gray hair, although the dirt makes people unconsciously disgusted and bored, but once the old man starts to talk about Taijiquan, oh no, beggars boxing, he is really like a master like a master.

Although this is a bit wrong with Yanluo's original fantasy, I have to say that as far as Tai Chi is concerned, the old man is indeed a master.

In the past three days, his progress has been great, his body has become much stronger, and his arms have slightly bulged a circle of muscles.

Although the food in the cage is not very good, Yanluo feels that his physical fitness must have increased a lot.

The physique may have reached more than 0.5 tenths.

It's a pity that the system is still being upgraded and can't be called out......

Otherwise, you can judge how much you have increased by looking at your personal attributes.

Yanluo calmed his mind, patiently listened to the old man's explanation, and took the trouble to learn over and over again......

The old man also seems to be too boring because of the life in prison, or perhaps Yanluo is careful and studious, and teaches Yanluo quite carefully.

The pigtailed uncle on the side, although he was also very disdainful of the beggar gang's inability to advance to the "rivers and lakes", was too boring, so he could only lie on the ground and watch the two of them teach and learn over and over again.

There was contempt and contempt for this useless martial arts in his eyes, but on the other hand, he was tirelessly watching, and he had to sigh that Brother Jing Ze's true fragrance theorem was really fragrant......

......

Minutes and seconds passed.

Passed silently.

But no matter what, the breath of life in the outside world still can't be contaminated in the prison of the three of them.

Day 7.

Yanluo has already learned the last form of the second round of teaching.

I didn't expect a simple closing trend, and there are quite a lot of doorways inside.

There are also many precautions in breathing, such as exhaling for a long time, so that the breath can sink slowly and form the so-called closing momentum.

For example, the position of the hands is also crucial.

Each of these items, including the essence and spirit, will affect the final sublimation effect.

As soon as the connoisseur made a move, he knew that there was wood.

The final closing is the harvest of the results, all the foreshadowing, all the rhythm, are prepared for the last moment of sublimation.

Yan Luo can be regarded as having learned the entire beggar gang.

Able to punch out the beggars in a relatively intact and complete way.

No, he was used to the beggar boxing in the old man's words, and he no longer mentioned Tai Chi.

But the system was still silent, not moving at all.

"Pay attention to the inflection, and the pace is a little slower. The old man stood aside, his right hand stretched forward a little, revealing grayish-brown dry tendon marks.

Close, success!

Yanluo took another step forward and saluted.

The old man said that this is Hong Bagong's habitual action, although the action has no meaning, and it has no benefit to the body, but because Hong Bagong always does such an action when he fights the beggars, this useless action has been handed down.

After hearing this, he was secretly happy in his heart...... No, because I have to do it when I have to take the final exam of physical education, maybe Hong Bagong just feels that this is very pretending.

Of course, the real reason is probably a mystery on this continent forever.

Who knows, the famous, legendary Hong Bagong may be an otaku college student wearing big pants, not washing his hair all day, and with a dirty face, hahahaha......

"Old man, I'll beat the beggar gang again, you can help take a look. ”

Since it was a split action before, it was impossible to sublimate the closing momentum, and it was just enough in the gaseous state just now, and it was not used in actual combat.

So Yan Luo plans to beat down a complete set of beggars, and then go to find the fault and feel it.

"Hmm. ”

The old man nodded and replied.

"Whew. ”

Yan Luo closed his eyes,

Close your eyes and concentrate!

The mind is instantly condensed on the whole body, and the body naturally stands upright, with the feet open and the toes forward.

Get ready!

The old man looked at Yan Luo's straight figure with particularly appreciative eyes, and nodded in agreement, this "student", he was still very satisfied.

Not only is he a quick learner and smart, but he is also diligent and able to endure hardships......

can only be taught by this body of Taijiquan, only to blame his mortal-level strength is a little too weak after all.

Uncle Braided also cast his eyes on it.

The arrogant gaze retracted a little, although he usually mocked the old man as an old madman, and Yan Luo was a little madman, but it was just lip service.

Old man, needless to say, "neighbors" for so many years.

Speaking of this kid, not only has a good head, but also works hard, and he is a good seedling.

Uncle Braided looked at it with a bit of appreciation—his arms hung down naturally, his hands were on the outside of his thighs, and his eyes were quietly looking straight ahead......