Early in the morning, Zheng Yichen walked to the opposite bus stop sign, and after waiting for more than three minutes, he boarded the No. 257 bus. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

He recalled the experience of the past few days, was a little discouraged, and sighed lightly.

Ever since he was frightened by a poisonous snake when he practiced the Qigong Mind Method that night, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't enter the wonderful realm of meditating on the meridian qi, let alone the step of converging the meridian qi in the dantian.

The progress of his cultivation of the "Eight Methods of Spiritual Needle" also stagnated, so he had to practice the only sweat method he had mastered every night.

The relationship between him and Robin, which was not very harmonious, also fell to the freezing point, and there was basically zero communication, of course, there were still big fish and meat waiting for it every day.

He also tried to strengthen the windows to prevent Robin from having a chance to run outside, lest he bring back some dangerous objects home, but when he came back the next day, he found that the door was open, and Robin was nowhere to be seen, at first he thought it was a thief, but after checking it and finding that nothing was missing, when he saw Robin swaggering in through the door, he realized that the cat had actually opened the door and went out by itself.

With this experience, he would take the initiative to open Robin's window before going out, lest he open the door again to welcome the thief.

As he recalled, the bus had already reached its next stop, and a young girl with a big belly got on the bus and stood beside him.

The horn on the bus sounded at the right time: "Be civilized and courteous, care for others, please give up your seat for the elderly, the weak, the sick, the disabled, the pregnant, and passengers in need." ”

Zheng Yichen got up and pulled the pot-bellied girl to sit down in his seat: "You can sit down, I will get down in a few stops." These "several stations" are actually 12 stations.

The girl hurriedly excused herself, Zheng Yichen pointed to her stomach and said; "You're pregnant and have a big belly, how can you be allowed to stand? Let me give full play to the spirit of Lei Feng. ”

The girl blushed and whispered, "I...... I'm either pregnant, or I've gained a little weight. ”

"Huh?? Well, that's still going to make you sit, your burden is so heavy, it's not easy. Zheng Yichen realized that he had put on a big oolong, showed a hint of an embarrassed smile, and still insisted on letting the girl sit down.

The girl couldn't resist him, said thank you, and laboriously tucked her huge body into the seat.

He stood like this, and after four or five stops, the carriage began to crowd as the number of people on the train increased.

The air was turbid, the smell of perfume, the smell of sweat, the smell of leather, dozens of smells mixed together, desperately burrowing into Zheng Yichen's nostrils, making him realize what it means to have "mixed feelings".

At this moment, someone squeezed over, clinging to his body, and actually exuded a strong smell of leeks, which made him very uncomfortable, so he gave way to the side.

At the same time, he felt that the wallet in his pocket seemed to be a little loose, and he became vigilant, and when he squinted, a young man in a plaid shirt was looking down and putting his two fingers into the pocket of his trousers, carefully lifting the wallet inch by inch.

Looking at his focused expression, Zheng Yichen couldn't help but want to complain: "This person's business level is too poor, and he is too insulting to be such a professional thief." ”

He remembered that Uncle Qiang once said that some professional thieves training methods, it is said that people in this group mainly practice the index finger and middle finger, at the beginning of the day to soak vinegar, soak the bones soft, and then poke the wall hard, over the years under the two fingers will be the same length, until then began to learn the skills of theft, often put a normally dressed, full of bells of the dummy model to practice, in a few seconds to steal the contents of the dummy's pocket, can successfully steal and the bell does not ring, the person is considered a successful teacher, You can go out and be a thief.

And now this benevolent brother who stole his wallet, his skills are too clumsy, the "bell" in Zheng Yichen's heart was plucked, and he finally couldn't help but speak: "Dude, you should be ready to practice and improve your business level, right?" You really should practice more. ”

The young man in the flower shirt was shocked to realize that his stealing behavior was caught by the victim, his face turned red, and then a touch of anger appeared, and he roared in a low voice: "Let you laugh at Lao Tzu!" He raised his fist and punched Zheng Yichen in the heart.

Zheng Yichen looked at his posture and knew that this person's fist and foot skills were even worse than the level of theft, and he couldn't help but sigh lightly: "The quality and quality of the hooligan thieves in these years have plummeted, no wonder this society is becoming more and more prosperous." ”

He doesn't practice much on weekdays, and it's not a problem to deal with this kind of flower fist embroidered legs, he reached out and brushed his fist away, and the other hand waited for the opportunity to move, and the last hair came first, and a heavy hammer hit the shoulder of the young man in the flower shirt.

The two exchanged a short hand, but did not alarm the others in the carriage.

The man's shoulder was painful, and the fierce flames were blazing, and when he saw that his fist and foot kung fu was not as good as Zheng Yichen's, his face turned grim: "I'll bleed your short-eyed guy today." ”

He took out a switchblade from his pocket, pressed the button, and the sharp blade bounced out, with a cruel laugh, his hand raised, and he swung the knife and stabbed it.

Zheng Yichen began to be scared at this time, daring to love that this brother is really not a thief, looking at the ferocity of the knife, it is obviously a green skin who is accustomed to blood.

With his skills in practicing martial arts on weekdays, he has the ability to dodge this knife, but in this shoulder to shoulder carriage, if he dodges this knife, this knife will hurt others.

He spotted the knife and moved his toes slightly, opening his body two inches to the side, avoiding the important parts of his chest.

The cold blade left a knife mark of more than ten centimeters on Zheng Yichen's right arm, and blood was dripping.

The boy was about to add another knife when a huge palm reached out without warning and grabbed his knife-wielding wrist.

The young man in the flower shirt let out a cry of pain, and the palm of his hand was locked to his wrist like an iron hoop, and he couldn't help but tighten it, almost suspecting that his hand was about to be broken, and the knife could not be held steadily, and it fell to the ground.

Zheng Yichen covered his wound and looked back, only to see that the person who rescued him was actually a silver-haired, burly old man, and hurriedly thanked him: "Thank you, uncle, for your help." ”

The silver-haired old man nodded and said, "I saw it all just now, the young man has a good heart, and he would rather be injured himself than hurt others." ”

At this time, everyone also found that someone in the car was hurting someone with a knife, panicked, saw that the person had been subdued and relieved, and proposed that the car be rerouted, drive to the police station, and hand over the murderer to the police.

On the way to the police station, the old man always held the wrist of the young man in the flower shirt, and the young man had no temper at all, squatting down, sweating profusely, and screaming in pain.

Zheng Yichen prepared some medical supplies in his backpack, simply cleaned the wound with Iodine, and after instructing others to help bandage the wound with sterile gauze and tape, he gave the old man a thumbs up: "Your grip strength is really good, you should have practiced, right?" ”

The silver-haired old man showed a hint of pride: "It's not me who brags blindly, I have practiced the Eagle Claw Skill for thirty years, and I can crush four walnuts with one hand." ”

He showed his heart, and the strength of his hand increased a few points, and the young man in the flower shirt howled in pain, and kept shouting: "Tap and tap, it's broken, the bones are ......."

Zheng Yichen sighed: "If I had your old skills, it would be much easier to do massage." ”

Zheng Yichen is thin, although he knows that he uses his own body weight to exert strength, and he also practices diligently, sometimes he encounters some particularly strong and particularly strong patients, and he will be tired and half dead after helping them with treatment.

"I see that your posture has also learned a little kung fu, but it is not refined." The old man said.

"I have studied a little, just to strengthen my body, and also, as needed for work, I am a massage doctor, and in order to master some hard skills, I learned some exercises."

One of the most difficult and quintessential techniques to master is called "wrenching".

The essentials of the wrench method are to use the flash power of the hands to instantly intersect each other to bring the misaligned joints back into position, which coincides with the strength of the martial arts.

The so-called martial arts that Zheng Yichen learned were actually some fur, and when he finally met a martial arts master in reality, he naturally would not let go of this opportunity to ask for advice, and he was busy throwing out a series of questions.

The old man was slow and reasonable, and the answers were fluent, answering a lot of Zheng Yichen's doubts that had been hidden for a long time, and also allowing him to have a deeper understanding of Taijiquan, which he had practiced for more than three years. ”

The two were chatting happily, Zheng Yichen suddenly remembered something, and asked the old man with the mentality of giving it a try: "Uncle, have you ever learned qigong?" ”

The old man raised his eyebrows and said, "Of course I have practiced, if you don't practice martial arts, you will be empty when you get old." If a person who practices martial arts does not practice qigong, he cannot delve into more advanced martial arts. ”

Zheng Yichen's heart was agitated, and he said secretly: "Luck is really good. He asked expectantly, "Then can you give me some guidance on how to gather qi?" ”

The old man glanced at him, shook his head and said, "I can't teach you." ”