With a splitting headache, Lin Ziqing woke up from a coma, the muscles on her face twitched, and her mouth was full of bitterness. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Wake up, my daughter is awake, Wenshan, look!" Tan Liyun shouted happily.

Her head suddenly ached violently, and Lin Ziqing felt that there was a water balloon in her head, swaying from side to side, almost making her faint again.

Tan Liyun and Lin Wenshan both saw Lin Ziqing's painful appearance, one ran out to call the doctor, the other took out a basin, poured warm water, wrung out a towel and wiped it on her head.

Lin Ziqing's head suddenly stopped hurting, and what shocked her was that something seemed to have been forgotten by her, and she felt that something was more in her consciousness.

"Is it better?"

Looking at her mother's red eyes and the exhaustion all over her body, Lin Ziqing opened her mouth and said in a hoarse voice, "It doesn't hurt anymore." ”

"Gollum." She had a fever and was in a coma for two days, so she would naturally be hungry, Tan Liyun hurriedly said, "After your father brings the doctor in, I will go and get food." ”

Not long after, Lin Wenshan brought a doctor, and the doctor examined Lin Ziqing and went out.

After half a bowl of porridge, Lin Ziqing felt full, and she refused Tan Liyun to feed her again, "Mom, I want to rest for a while." Let's have some bite to eat later. ”

Lin Ziqing lay down and closed her eyes, what was that just now, she concentrated and sank into her mind.

What did she see, Lin Ziqing looked at her in surprise, under a starry canopy, a red thing floated 5 meters high, like a bright gem.

Lin Ziqing walked down and stared at this red gem, what is this? Before she could take a closer look, a strong tug at her consciousness made her lose sight of what was in her mind.

Lin Ziqing still wanted to continue to look, she concentrated again, but there was a tingling pain, and cold sweat broke out in her head, so she had to give up.

After two more days in the hospital, the doctor gave her a new physical examination and found no problems, so he recommended that she be discharged.

Lin Ziqing also felt that her body seemed to be much better, better than when she was not sick. It can't be the thing in your head!

Lin Ziqing thought suspiciously, she found that the small red cloth bag she was wearing was gone, and she didn't tell her parents about it, for fear that they would be worried.

After Lin Ziqing went home, Lin Zitian came over and said in a soft and glutinous voice, "Sister, are you sick?" I miss you so much! ”

Looking at the three-year-old younger brother in front of him, Lin Ziqing gently pinched his face, lowered his head and looked at him with a smile

"I miss you too, are you obedient, are you crying!"

"No, na, I have a toffee here, it's delicious, I'll give it to you, if you eat sugar, the medicine won't be bitter."

Lin Ziqing hugged him into her arms: "Tian Tian rest assured, in the future, my sister doesn't have to take bitter medicine, my sister doesn't need to eat sugar, you can eat it." Who taught him this, but she still felt warm in her heart.

The weather in mid-July was really hot, and in this era when there was no air conditioning and no fans, Lin Ziqing wrote in the hall for an hour, and her heart couldn't calm down at all.

The mind is calm and naturally cool. If you are in a calm and calm state of mind when writing, you will be able to write words that you are satisfied with.

Therefore, people who learn calligraphy like to be intimate and quiet at home, because learning calligraphy can calm the mind and nourish the body. Of course, to write well, the most important thing is to work hard.

Lin Ziqing put down the pen and walked to her parents' bedroom, and suddenly remembered that she hadn't been to the attic for so long, or she would go up and have a look now, and her father wouldn't be at home anyway.

The door of the attic was unlocked, but it was buckled with a door buckle, Lin Ziqing stood on tiptoe and broke the door buckle, pushed the door open and went in.

The small room in the attic, perhaps the reason why it is not cleaned often. There was a musty smell in the air, Lin Ziqing saw two large camphor wood boxes in the corner, and she stepped forward to open the boxes.

The books in the box were placed neatly, a box of martial arts novels, Lin Ziqing picked up one at random, the cover was gone, she flipped through it casually.

Well, it's "The Legend of Deer and Ding". Speaking of which, maybe no one believes it, but in his previous life, Lin Ziqing, who was only in the second grade of primary school, checked the dictionary and read this set of books.

Since then, she has been out of control and embarked on the road of reading martial arts novels, this time she saw high school, and she loves martial arts more than romance novels.

When she was a sophomore in high school, she tried to write a 100,000-word martial arts novel, which was written in a lot of homework books, and was still circulated in the class after she finished writing. There are still people who like to watch it. She was a little proud.

She continued to flip through the book in her hand, which she still had some impressions of. Well? Wrong

Lin Ziqing flipped through a few more pages, and she found that she had finished reading these pages of the book at once. No, even if I had a good memory before, I have a good memory as a child now, but ......

Lin Ziqing looked at the words in the book in surprise, comparing them word by word, yes, not only finished reading it, but also remembered it, as if the words were already in her mind, word for word.

What's going on? She flipped a few more pages, or was it like this? Could it be that she is now "gone".

Lin Ziqing changed a book, and then turned it over, but the result was still the same. It's true, it's really all remembered,

How is this possible, is it? She remembered the red gem she had seen in her mind. Could it be the impact of this? Will it be harmful?

Still don't care about it, I'm a person who died once. "Died once? By the way, how did you die? Lin Ziqing thought about it seriously, but she didn't think about it.

Did he die of illness? Perhaps, think about yourself either injured or in a fever coma.

Lin Ziqing covered the box of martial arts novels and opened another box.

Lin Ziqing flipped out a copy. Uh, "Lin's Genealogy Copy", I looked at it casually, put it in the box and rummaged through the others, several of which were Grandpa Mao's books, forgive her for not being much interested in reading it.

What is it? A thread-bound book was on the very edge, and she pulled it out to take a look.

The yellowed pages showed a musty smell, the edges were slightly upturned, the outer wrapping paper of the book looked dilapidated and incomplete, and the remaining parts hung obliquely, covered with fine lines like spider webs, and the title of the book was missing two words.

"Tai Chi original ten? What? Author: Zhang Sanfeng? Taijiquan Lin Ziqing knew that Zhang Sanfeng, not to mention, his hometown was the "hometown of Sanfeng", and after 20 years, there was something about the "immortals applying for world cultural heritage" being rejected.

Although it was rejected, there was a craze for learning Tai Chi in the whole region, and even sports in many universities and colleges in Fujian Province were added to the curriculum.

Lin Ziqing opened the book carefully, and the first page was introduced; Zhang Sanfeng's original style Taijiquan thirteen styles, also known as Wudang Taijiquan, thirteen, that is, shed, squeeze, press, pinch, explore, rely on the gossip of the gossip, forward and backward, left and right, stop, set this five elements.

She looked at it carefully page by page, and it felt quite profound. I had everything in my head. But now it's not a martial arts world, can you really be a martial arts master? Tai Chi is used for health preservation in Lin Ziqing's impression.

flipped through it, and there were still some "Tai Chi Swordsmanship", "Five Fowl Opera" and some classical medical books. It seems that my father's hobby of collecting books is quite extensive, and he even has these old things. But I don't have much interest in reading books.

She put the book away, put it in order, and went down to the attic.