Chapter 22 Chasing the past, sighing for the present, the spring breeze does not stain the white beard

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Shen Jing's heels hung in the air, and he ran all the way to the halfway up the mountain, panting slightly, and sweating on his forehead. He paused, his gaze swept over. Panshan Road, the road surface has golden leaves, and there are several buildings scattered along the street, second or third floor. It's all open, empty and silent.

In the distance, you can see the Rainier Snow Mountain. The mountains are high in the clouds, the snow is in the clouds, and the clouds are beside the snow. The sun sets in the west, and the clouds and snow are sprinkled with crimson, like jewels.

The wind comes from the snow-capped mountains, which is cool and refreshing.

Shen Jing adjusted his breathing, and his heart rate decreased.

Turn around and cross the street.

In front of it is a two-story building, hanging the plaque of "Duan's Eight Poles". White characters on a black background, dragons fly and phoenixes dance, three points into the wood.

There was a knock on the door, but no one answered.

Shen Jing stepped in, the hall was a dojo, with solid wood floors and peeling patent leather, which seemed to have been idle for a long time. Take off your shoes and feel the temperature of the floor, there are burrs on your feet......

After a few steps in the room, black and white photos are hung on the wall, short coats, robes, and late Qing costumes. Three rows in front and back, nearly forty people.

Couplets on both sides.

Carry forward the spirit of martial arts.

Spread the Chinese martial spirit.

"Sir, how can I help you?"

Chinese. A person came in at the door, with a Chinese face, broad shoulders, a thin waist, a well-proportioned figure, and a martial arts body shape. Shen Jing nodded at him and said with a smile: "Find your master." ”

The man's expression changed slightly, and he greeted him: "If you have something to say to me, Duan Feng." ”

"Shen Jing." The two shook hands, and Shen Jing was quite surprised, his palm was extremely big, wrapping his whole hand. exert force, as if to crush Shen Jing's bones.

Shen Jing twitched his hand and smiled: "Let's find your master, I can't talk to you." ”

Duan Feng was sweating through the back of his clothes, and secretly wondered in his heart: "How did he pull his hand out?" I definitely didn't let go!! ”

"Learn boxing?" Duan Feng retreated, distancing himself from it. Vigilantly: "Please register first and try three classes." $85 per lesson thereafter. ”

Shen Jing turned around, and Duan Feng immediately squatted on the horse-drawn frame.

"Hey......" Shen Jing cried and laughed, and explained: "I don't look for trouble, and I don't kick the hall." If you have something to discuss with your master, let's get rid of your strength. ”

"You ......"

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted: "Wind, go down." ”

The footsteps on the second floor are very soft, like a cat and mouse. Shen Jing tilted his ears, and the corners of his mouth moved: "Don't be reluctant, the injury will be more serious if you resist it." ”

As soon as the words fell, the footsteps were amplified.

There are fifty people coming, Tang costumes and cloth socks.

Shen Jing took a closer look, his face was white and beardless, and his eyes were yellow. Although the spirit is strong, it can't hide the fatigue.

Ask: "How do you know it's me?" ”

Shen Jing didn't speak, and asked with his eyes.

The man said bluntly: "You don't need to save face for me, let's say it directly, Duan Feng is not an outsider." ”

Shen Jing didn't want to be rough with him in front of his apprentice, since he didn't care. That Shen Jing naturally fell easily, and said with a smile: "In the entire West Coast, I can't think of the second place that can beat Tai Chi out of a loose force." It's you, right? Duan Ye! ”

"Ouch......" Duan Ye sneered, waved his hand and said, "I don't dare to be a master in front of you, I'm ashamed." ”

"Yes, Master Duan." Shen Jing shouted again, and then bowed deeply.

Duan Ye's face changed, and he was a little embarrassed between giving and not letting go. He couldn't stand this bow, but he remembered his broken two ribs, and it didn't hurt to take a bow from him.

Duan Feng's muscles tensed, and he was afraid that he would suddenly attack, but who knew that he had made a big salute. couldn't help frowning, and asked in a low voice: "Master, this ......"

Duan Ye shook his head at him and motioned to shut up.

Stand up straight. Shen Jing's face was gloomy: "Get down to business, say a name, and I'll leave immediately." ”

"Sit down and talk."

Duan Ye turned his back and went upstairs. Shen Jing was anxious, but he had nothing to do, so he had to go upstairs. The second floor is more simple than the first floor, with several square compartments, and the wall is hung with landscapes and eight horses. There is a rough water tank in the yang position, and there are three koi fish in the tank.

Sitting by the window, Duan Feng stood behind Shen Jing.

Shen Jing sighed lightly: "Master Duan, with all due respect, don't use your brains. ”

"How?"

"I broke one arm, and two of them died."

"Done." Duan Ye sneered: "The skills are not as good as people, serve tea." ”

The tea is hot, with leaves like needles and hanging upside down at the bottom of the cup.

The fragrance is strong and rises with the mist. Duan Ye looked at him, but Shen Jing didn't touch it.

"Don't drink? Good tea. Duan Ye asked.

"Don't drink it, good tea." How dare Shen Jing touch something unknown? Then play on words.

Duan Ye sneered, took a sip, and waited for the tea to slide across his chest before he breathed a sigh. Said slowly: "In the thirty-ninth year, the ancestors fled and boarded the Nanyang cargo ship. When the pig was sold to San Francisco to dig for gold, he died for nine lives, and then resold to the Atlantic Company to build the railroad. When the tunnel was blown up, six old fellows were lost, disheartened, and absconded on a rainy night. sold the life-saving money and opened a martial arts hall here. ”

The sunset was like blood, entering through the window, reflecting Duan Ye's miserable face.

The Chinese characters are full and round, and they seem to be dusty history blowing in the wind.

He continued: "Generation after generation, passed into my hands. No one learns martial arts, and young people are obsessed with mixed squares, Muay Thai, and jiu-jitsu. ”

Shen Jing interjected: "If you don't teach the real thing, who will learn?" ”

Possessed Tai Chi stunts, but taught Baji Boxing.

Duan Ye smiled bitterly: "The door rules are strict, and it is not allowed to be spread outside." It is not easy to pass on two people in each generation. As the old saying goes, 'the apprentice of the church, starves the master'. ”

Shen Jing was silent, there are rules in the rivers and lakes, he didn't ask.

Duan Ye poured himself a drink, a cup of belly, and then continued: "It has been passed down for three generations, and it will be destroyed in my hands." I can't be a sinner, I don't have the face to see my ancestors when I die. ”

"So being a killer?"

"Yes." Duan Ye did not shy away from it.

There was a "clattering" sound behind him, and it was Duan Feng clenching his teeth.

Shen Jing filled Duan Ye's teacup and said in a deep voice: "Speaking of which, there is no need to make a show, name." ”

Duan Ye stared at the teacup, and there were tea leaves spinning in the cup. Liang Jiu spoke: "I can't say it." ”

"Push me?"

"What can you do?"

The chair overturned, Duan Feng suddenly knelt on his knees, Shen Jing somehow grabbed him, and the tiger took his cervical vertebrae. Look directly at Duan Ye: "I don't have time to joke, name." ”

Duan Ye jumped up like a spring, his cheeks trembled, and he suppressed his anger.

Duan Feng was very hard and didn't say a word. Shen Jing sneered, slowly strengthened, the blood vessels tightened, the brain immediately lacked oxygen, and the whole face turned purple. Shen Jing shouted: "30 seconds, even if I let go, he will become a fool because of lack of oxygen, do you want this?" Name!!! ”

The breeze lifts up the clothes. Duan Ye instantly aged ten years old, his chest was shriveled, and he said lightly: "Nick." ”

……

The sky was full of red glow, and the sun jumped and sank into the horizon.

Duan Ye stood outside the martial arts hall, with the four big characters of Duan's Eight Poles on his head, and greeted: "It's dark, enter the door as a guest, stay for one night and then leave." ”

Shen Jingtou didn't come back, and strode away.