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Zheng Ya only felt hot-headed, and couldn't help but say loudly: Come on, whoever is afraid of whom, wait for the driver.

As soon as he looked up, Zheng Ya found that his father Zheng Lin was looking at him with a surprised expression.

With his arms stretched out, he hugged his father tightly, Zheng Ya, who felt that he was sick, suddenly felt a lot more stable, and called out in a choked voice: Dad, I'm back.

Zheng Lin touched Zheng Ya's head and asked with concern: Ya'er, are you okay?

Zheng Ya buried his head in his father's body, and after half a sound, he said: Dad, I'm fine, just now, I didn't embarrass you, right?

In her heart, Zheng Ya was hesitating, should she tell her father about her illness and awakening the subconscious of her ancestor Zheng Guan?

My father was not in good health, and when he told him that he was sick, he was even more worried.

Also, the two victories over Mach just made Zheng Ya realize that his awakening of Zheng Guan's consciousness may completely change his life.

In Chinese history, Zheng Guan, the only double champion, is in his own consciousness, high IQ, lost martial arts, in his subconscious, perhaps, he needs to think clearly, and then decide not to tell his father.

And at this time, Zheng Ya, who hugged his father, made a major discovery, which belonged to Zheng Guan's memory, and it was clearly recognized that his father's legs were injured by a pulse amputation, and now he is terminally ill.

Hugging his father, Zheng Ya was frightened.

But at the same time, there was an inexplicable surprise in my heart, because in my awakened subconscious, there was actually a pulse amputation technique, and there was a treatment method.

Pulse amputation, a technique that cuts off the flow of part of the meridians and causes the opponent to be harmed.

The treatment method is to dispense medicine and massage at the same time.

Seeing the hope that his father's legs would be healed, Zheng Ya forgot everything else and began to think desperately, digging out the medicine and massage methods in his memory.

Then, Zheng Ya felt that his head began to dizzy, dizzy, and the whole person sank into a state of self-forgetfulness that he couldn't understand anything and was confused, as if he was watching a black-and-white documentary.

Vaguely, Zheng Ya somewhat understood that Zheng Guan had too many things in his memory, and he was a little overwhelmed, indigestion, and in a semi-confused state.

I don't know how long it has been, but the time in this state should not be short.

In a daze, Zheng Ya saw that her mother and sister came back one after another, and the home was full of warmth again, especially her sister, who jumped up happily with her, but she was still like watching a movie.

Until dinner is over and it gets dark.

Zheng Yacai felt that his condition was gradually improving.

In the end, Zheng Ya heard her mother Wang Yi say with concern: Xiaoya, you seem to be very tired, rest early, get up early tomorrow, and go to school.

Beside her, her sister Zheng Jie pressed her forehead with her cold little hand with concern, and then compared the temperature of her forehead, and said with a smile: It's okay, it's okay, there is no fever.

My sister's cold little hands are the same, Zheng Ya is excited, he shook his head, he felt much better, he looked at his mother and sister who cared about him gratefully, and squeezed out a smile on his face: Mom, Xiaojie, I want to be quiet, go to the river alone, don't worry, I just took the car in the afternoon, and I was a little dizzy.

Zheng Lin pushed the wheelchair and walked over, and said with a smile: Well, it's okay for you to go for a walk by the river, Xiaoya, as a man, there are some things that should be borne must be responsible, go, think about it carefully

By the Yuquan River, Zheng Ya lay on the soft grass, looking up at the vaguely hazy night sky overhead, the half moon and the stars reflected each other, reflected in the clear river water, it seemed so ethereal.

Not far away, the house was brightly lit, and the shadows of my sister and mother were reflected in the window.

The mother is threading the needle, and the younger sister is reading under the lamp.

Zheng Ya's heart unconsciously swelled with a strong warmth, this is my home, a poor and warm home that needs to be cherished.

In my memory, my life was calm and there were not too many waves, and I also deeply believed that I would be like most of my classmates, admitted to a second-rate university, and then go into society, marry a wife and have children, educate my children ordinarily, and honor my parents.

However, what happened today made Zheng Ya feel a little frightened, and at the same time, he also deeply realized that maybe his life has embarked on a completely different path from then on.

Some long-ago dreams buried in Zheng Ya's heart quietly raised their heads and grew like weeds.

I remember that Zheng Ya also longed to become an all-round talent in civil and military affairs like his ancestor Zheng Guan, and dreamed that he could become an all-round talent who punched Nanshan and overpowered Beihai.

Moreover, Zheng Ya has also made some efforts for this, and now that I think about it, it is still warm.

I remember that I really peeked at my father's boxing book, compared a few times, and took a thick stack of paper to nail to the wall, punched a few times a day, tore off a page after practice, and exercised my boxing strength.

It's just that the stack of paper only tore off a dozen pages and became the handpiece paper of the poor family, and it took a long time to use it up.

After the dream of a martial arts master was shattered, he turned to abandon martial arts to study, worked hard, and tried to make achievements in his studies.

It's pretty good at the beginning, and before the fourth grade of primary school, he was still one of the top in the class, but in the year of the fifth grade, a strange big man who was demoted from the second year of junior high school to the fifth year ruthlessly suppressed his dream of being a top boy into the Pacific Ocean.

Finally, in the second year of junior high school, I surpassed the big man and breathed a long breath, but I suddenly found that more senior brothers and sisters fell from the sky, and their grades were better than their own.

finally defeated his senior brothers and sisters, broke through, and was admitted to the city's key high schools with the top three grades in the school, but unfortunately found that there were many masters and more high IQs.

In addition, after high school, I had memory problems and lack of confidence, and although I still worked hard, my grades plummeted, and I was completely ordinary.

Now I have completely become accustomed to the middle and low grades, completely forgotten my former dream of being the champion, and even because of poor family conditions, I am used to silence and endure, I am used to white eyes, and I am used to obscurity.

If there were no special changes, Zheng Ya would even feel that he would be so down-to-earth and ordinary in his life.

Sometimes, Zheng Ya will also think of the dream of civil and military all-round talent that he once fought for, and sometimes he will enthusiastically want to rise up himself, but in a few days, his enthusiasm will be overwhelmed by reality, and he will be gone.

It's just that maybe after today, my life will be completely rewritten.

Lying by the river, looking up at the starry sky, Zheng Yadu was a little excited.

The consciousness of the ancestor Zheng Guan is in his body, which means that the experience and consciousness of the champion of both civil and military materials will help him pick up his dream again and start a different and wonderful life.

My former dream of being a civil and military all-rounder, can I let it fly again?

Can I make up for my regrets?

And if you are used to being numb, can you make a splash and be impressive?

Can you succeed in counterattacking a better life? Can you make your classmates stunned and surprised?

Can the parents of Jackie Chan be pleased? Can the younger sister who has always felt sorry for him start to be proud of himself again?

Standing up from the river, Zheng Ya raised his arm, and a thin stone floated over the water, bringing a series of water drifts.

With the rippling water circle on the water, Zheng Ya felt that his dream seemed to be rippling with the ripples.

Standing under the starry sky, Zheng Ya looked at the bright moon stupidly, and gradually calmed down in his heart.

Slowly, many things, naturally, seemed to be deep in memory, and they recalled and understood.

The things in his memory allowed Zheng Ya to find two crucial answers.

Answer 1: What I awakened is indeed a subconscious of the ancestor Zheng Guan.

And the reason why Ancestor Zheng Guan's subconscious mind was able to be preserved in his own consciousness was because he had cultivated the powerful bodhicitta method.

The top ten magical exercises among the seventy-two Shaolin arts.

After cultivating, you can improve your wisdom and see your mind's clarity, to put it simply, you can make people have a perverted version of the exercises that you can never forget and comprehend.

It is also the foundation of the ancestors' ability to win the champion of both civil and military materials.

The most important thing that made Zheng Ya excited was that he actually recalled the complete bodhicitta method.

For this magical exercise that can keep the ancestor's subconscious intact, Zheng Ya's heart is full of expectations.

Moreover, what is not recorded in history is that the ancestor Zheng Guannai is a Shaolin disciple, and in his memory, among those memories that have not yet fully awakened, there are many lost Shaolin martial arts waiting for Zheng Ya to develop.