Qiao Si's enthusiasm for learning martial arts was further stimulated by He Bangwei's amazing palm, and whenever she felt a little slack in her heart, she felt motivated when she looked at the hollow palm print on the tree.

How much can a human being achieve? It's incredible.

The girl said to herself, "Will I be able to do this in the future?"

He Bangwei didn't give her an answer, but just asked her to continue to practice kung fu and lay a good foundation before seeking others.

For the next two days, in addition to hunting and looking for food, He Bangwei used the Kunlun sword to carve patterns on the wooden walls in the wooden tower—all of which he was going to teach Qiao Qiao.

Because of his lack of painting skills, he has carved the walls of the wooden tower on the first floor, most of which belong to abstract paintings.

As the time enters the end of November, the weather in the primeval forest of the Great Khing'an Mountains is getting colder and colder.

That morning, Joss woke up and came out of the cave to see that the world was white outside.

"Sheep and sheep, it's snowing!" She turned back to He Bangwei, who was sitting cross-legged by the fire.

"Uh-huh. I know, it's starting in the middle of the night. "The old god He Bangwei is here, and I don't know what to think in the face of the fire.

The girl wrapped the deerskin tightly on the outside and stepped on the snow outside the cave, making a "squeak" sound.

In the evening, there was a sudden snowfall, and the forest was white.

Joss was excited in the snow for a while, and suddenly said to He Bangwei with some worry: "The temperature will get lower and lower, can we use the fire like this?" ”

"No problem, there are enough wood pipes, and I'll build the wooden house tomorrow." He Bangwei pointed to a pile of wood placed on the east side and said, "After the construction is completed, I will build a fireplace in the house with stones, so that there can be a fire in the house." ”

Joss nodded and said, "That's it." Yesterday you said you were going to teach me swordsmanship today, but will you still teach it when it's snowing today? ”

"I won't teach it today." He Bangwei changed his mind, "It's snowing, just teach you something else." Kung Fu must not only be able to attack, but also be able to run. Teach you the art of weight loss today. ”

The girl's eyes widened: "Is it just light work?" ”

He Bangwei shook his head: "It's not the kind that flies around, it's just that you can run faster and jump higher." ”

"That's good too." Qiao remembered that when the two of them were hiding in a ninth-floor residence in Yanjing, Yang Yang had climbed up and down the wall directly outside, and she said sincerely, "Yang Yang, you know so much. ”

But I don't know how to build a house, and He Bangwei's words didn't come out.

He got up from the fire and moved his muscles, and now it was time for my girlfriend to blow her mind.

"Look at it." He Bangwei said, and then the figure flashed and ran around Qiaoqiao in the snow.

"Huh? What's wrong? Joss didn't understand for a moment.

He Bangwei pointed to the snow and then to his feet.

The girl looked at it for two seconds before she understood: "Footprints!" Without your footprints! Is this treading snow without a trace? ”

"Almost." He Bangwei smiled, "Isn't it fun?" ”

It's not just fun, it's magical.

The expression on Jos's face was very rich, both eager to learn and incredulous about this kung fu.

"Why aren't these things circulating?" After a minute, she suddenly asked one such question.

He Bangwei just put on the skin of a national art, not from a young age, he thought about it and said his opinion: "It's easy to learn but hard to master, and the price is higher." ”

Ordinary people's kung fu needs to be practiced from a young age, and they must also have talent.

There are so many ways to get ahead in modern society, so why bother to spend your youth on it?

If you can't make great achievements in practice, if you can't practice high or low, what can people do? Do you want to be a bodyguard for someone else?

"Eh, you really should make a video and post it on the Internet." Joss sighed, "It will definitely arouse the enthusiasm of others to learn." ”

He Bangwei smiled: "That must be very attractive to click, hey, my scarf hasn't been on for a long time." However, there will be a lot of people who will call me a liar or an editor. ”

"Yes." Joss shook off those thoughts and grabbed the sheep by the arm, "Teach me, I'm going to play like this." "Walking on the snow without a trace, it's very tall to think about!

"Come, stand in front of me, from here, dantian position." He Bangwei pointed to his lower abdomen and said, "Lift your breath and light your body." ”

He instructed Joss to start practicing from the first step.

Next to the fire in the cave, the little white fox opened his hazy eyes and looked at the two guys who looked different from him but were very good to him.

Shaking his head, the little white fox propped up on all fours, shook his body, and let out a "woo" sound.

Hearing this voice, Joss instantly forgot the main point of the sheep and sheep, and his feet sank into the snow.

However, the girl didn't care, but smiled and said, "'Haha' woke up, I'll feed it." With that, he staggered to the cave.

He Bangwei was a little helpless, glanced at one person and one fox, and then walked to the wooden pile in the east.

Today, after finishing the foundation, he picked out a few logs of about the same length and kicked them into the big pit he had dug.

Now he had to build a wooden house for two of them—not as crooked this time as he had done before.

Choosing the location, Ho began to build the second building in his life.

……

There is no nail in the mountain, and the years do not know the year.

In a blink of an eye, He Bangwei and Qiao Si had been living in the primeval forest of the Great Xing'an Mountains for a while.

At first, they would keep track of the calendar time, but as their phones ran out of battery, they only knew the exact date when they were out of the woods occasionally.

"Hey, hah."

A girl's voice echoes through the uninhabited ancient forest.

"It's a wrong move. The right hand is three points higher, and the stab is fierce. He Bangwei sat on the tree next to him, and lightly instructed Qiao Si, who was practicing swordsmanship under the tree.

When Joss heard this, he didn't change it immediately, but stood in place and thought for a while before continuing to practice.

"Why do I think your change is different from the one carved in the swordsman's tower?" After another moment, the girl stopped the Kunlun sword in her hand.

"Of course, that's what I say." He Bangwei sat on the tree, dangling his legs, unimpressed.

"I've changed it several times." Joss frowned and looked up at He Bangwei in the heights.

He Bangwei looked down: "Because I'm modifying it according to your progress." ”

"You're so lucky that every time you improve, your kung fu can change with you." He Bangwei sighed, "No matter how many people ask for it, they can't ask for it." ”

The girl muttered a sentence and continued to practice swordsmanship, but she was very serious about figuring out the swordsmanship patterns on it in the wooden tower.

He Bangwei looked at Qiao Qiao, who was practicing for a while, and then stood on the tree and looked into the distance.

"The wind is blowing, the north wind." (To be continued.) )