A bitter medicinal soup that runs from the throat into the stomach.

This process was very short, but Qi Xiang felt that his tongue was about to go numb.

However, after the warm medicinal soup enters the stomach and intestines, it begins to slowly moisturize the internal organs, and the medicinal power also flows to all parts of the body through the blood, sterilizing and disinfecting, and repairing wounds......

Even if a bowl of medicine doesn't have much effect, it does work. At the very least, it can be accumulated over time, step by step, so that the body can recover faster.

Qi Xiang drank the medicine, digested it for a while, and then continued to lie down and continue to study the spiritual light.

In the blink of an eye, it was night. Today's moon is shrouded in dark clouds, the moon is dark and windy, there are no stars, and the visibility is extremely low.

Inside and outside the room, there was silence.

Qi Xiang's divine soul slowly floated into the air, and when it gathered the thin moonlight, it was found that the magical spiritual light also brightened little by little.

"Psychic related?"

Qi Xiang was not sure, but it was certain that the spirituality contained in the faint aura was slowly recovering. Obviously, the energy that is free in the moonlight also has certain benefits for the aura.

While Qi Xiang was thinking, he suddenly heard some movement outside the house.

His heart moved, and his spirit immediately burrowed into the air outside, overlooking the entire ground. He can only see clearly now that the Lin family is a very ordinary house.

It is a common shape in the countryside, covering an area of two or three hundred square meters, divided into a front garden and a back garden, and a large tiled house. Around the main hall, there are six or seven rooms arranged, of different heights, and scattered.

It seems that this house has been built for many years, so it has long lost its glamorous beauty, and even in some invisible corners, there are many cracks hidden, and there is a bit of a sense of decay.

However, the house as a whole was cleaned. There are lush trees in the courtyard, and there are more than a dozen flowers and plants in the garden. The night breeze blows, blowing the shadows of the trees, and the fragrance of night flowers fills the air. It's very peaceful.

The movement that Qi Xiang heard came from a corner of the back garden.

The spacious back garden is not only decorated with flowers and plants, but also a bamboo forest. Hundreds of green bamboos are scattered all over the place, and there are tall old bamboos. There are also young and tender bamboos, with lush branches and leaves, swaying in the wind.

"Whoa, whoa!"

The bamboo leaves are gently patted, and it seems to have a bit of rhythm, which is quite beautiful.

At this moment, in the middle of the bamboo forest, there is a small square lawn. This square lawn has no grass, and the surface is hard and thick mud, which seems to be a little smooth. But if you look closely, you will find that there are some shallow potholes on the flat ground.

On the side of Fangping, Uncle Lin brought a small bamboo stool and sat there, carrying a long bamboo cigarette pouch, swallowing clouds and spitting out fog.

In the middle of the square flat, Lin Dazhu was holding a large tank, which was used by the rural people to store water, which was large and heavy. It was made of stoneware and weighed hundreds of catties.

At this time, the hundred-pound water tank was in Lin Dazhu's hands. But it's like a fluttering flocculent. As if he were juggling, he spread out his arms, hugged the sides of the large water tank, and threw it around.

Call......

As soon as the big water tank flew, it reached a height of more than ten meters, and then fell down suddenly.

Under the action of dynamic acceleration. The big tank is like a waterfall, rushing straight down, and it looks like it is about to hit the ground and shatter into ballast. At this moment, Lin Dazhu circled his arm and took the big water tank with him.

Immediately, the big water tank changed from sharp to slow, and it turned two or three times cleverly to resolve the falling force.

Lin Dazhu caught the big water tank and threw it again, lifting his weight lightly.

Once, twice, three times......

After a long time, Lin Dazhu's forehead slowly oozing a touch of sweat. His waist was still straight, but his hands, including his legs, were trembling slightly.

Obviously, this matter is not as simple as imagined.

"Ninety-seven, ninety-eight, ninety-nine, one hundred!"

Lin Dazhu counted in his mouth, and when it was the hundredth, he caught the big water tank with his light hand, but he no longer threw it up. He let out a light sullen breath and carefully lowered the large water tank.

"Grandpa, a hundred times."

Lin Dazhu breathed smoothly, and said, "I practiced boxing......

"Wait."

Uncle Lin spit out a circle of white smoke, shook his head and said, "I won't practice today." ”

"Huh?"

Lin Dazhu was stunned: "Why?" Don't you often say that to practice boxing, you must be single-minded, never leave your hands, and never leave your mouth? Practice three nines in winter, practice three dogs in summer, rain or shine......"

"Tuk!"

Uncle Lin knocked on the bamboo cigarette pole and said angrily: "There are guests at home today, and the movement of boxing practice is big, which will disturb people, so let's rest first today." ”

"Although the fist does not leave the hand, it comes from the heart. If you delay for two or three days, the boxing method will be wasted, which means that you have no talent to practice boxing, let alone the heart to practice boxing. ”

Uncle Lin snorted: "Then in the future, don't practice at all, just farm and fish honestly." ”

"Ahem, ahem."

Lin Dazhu touched his head and said abruptly: "Grandpa, I didn't mean that...... I mean, after such a distance, Brother Qi should also be asleep, he will definitely not hear and affect him. ”

"Huh!"

Uncle Lin was noncommittal, and replaced the cigarette stick with a pinch of fireworks and re-ignited it. Squinting his eyes and taking a few puffs, he spoke: "Dazhu, how many years have you been practicing boxing?" ”

"Huh?"

Lin Dazhu was stunned again, and didn't understand what Uncle Lin meant, so he had to reply cautiously: "I'm about seven years old, and you will lay the foundation for me to open my bones and stretch the tendons with your own hands." By now, it should have been fourteen or fifteen years. ”

"Fifteen years."

Uncle Lin's eyes were in the fog, as if he was a little confused, and sighed: "In a blink of an eye, you are so old, and you don't see blood in the years of killing......"

Uncle Lin touched the sparse white hair on the top of his head, put away his sighs, and said in a deep voice: "You have been practicing boxing for fifteen years, how do you feel?" ”

"This ......"

Lin Dazhu was even more unnatural, and said hesitantly: "Grandpa, it's so decent, what do you say about this?" ”

"If I ask you, you will answer honestly."

Uncle Lin took a puff of his cigarette, and a little dark red light flashed slightly on the head of the cigarette stick. Vaguely, there was a very dignified aura emanating from it, which also made Lin Dazhu's heart awe-inspiring and his expression serious.

"Grandpa, I think I'm ...... It should be good. ”

Lin Dazhu said softly: "You also said that at my age, a person who can send and receive freely and completely master Ming Jin is also very talented, and he is not necessarily worse than others." ”

"Of course, this is thanks to your supervision, more than ten years of earnest teaching, and sparring!"

Although Lin Dazhu is honest, he is not stupid, but he also knows how to pat on the back and say good things.

"Less flattery."

Uncle Lin's eyes turned white, and he suddenly sighed lightly: "You're right, for so many years, I have rarely praised you, just because I'm afraid that you will be proud in your heart, stilt your tail, and lose your enterprising heart." ”

"Actually, with your strength, you are much more powerful than your grandfather and me when I was younger......"

Uncle Lin approvingly: "Green is out of blue, and better than blue, so I am very satisfied." ”

Lin Dazhu was pleasantly surprised, and was very happy: "Grandpa, what is the festival today, you praise me like this...... I'm really not used to it. ”

"Look, stilt tail, you know you don't boast."

Uncle Lin snorted: "You must know, there is a ...... outside the sky"

"There is a sky outside the sky, and there are people outside the people." Lin Dazhu smiled bitterly: "Grandpa, you have been saying this for more than ten years, and I will definitely not forget it." ”

"Don't think I don't know, you don't forget, but you don't take it to heart." Uncle Lin snorted: "Do you think that the wings are already hard and can fly on their own, and you don't need to listen to my bad old man's chatter anymore?" ”

"Grandpa, I've never thought of it like this...... Lin Dazhu hurriedly defended.

"Okay no, no matter what you do, you can't change a fact." Uncle Lin said lightly: "You listened to it, but you didn't think so, you think I was deliberately alarmist, right?" ”

"No, absolutely not."

Lin Dazhu hurriedly shook his head: "I naturally understand the truth that the strong are naturally strong, I naturally understand ......"

"You understand it, you understand it, but you don't have a personal feeling."

Uncle Lin shook his head: "Besides, I can also feel that I have suppressed you for more than ten years, and I am about to lose it." Under the influence of some people, your heart is ready to move, and you don't feel at ease living in a fishing village between a temple and three points of land, and you want to go out and see the world of flowers......"

"Grandpa...... I didn't. Lin Dazhu's voice suddenly lowered a few points, and he lacked confidence.

"No, you know it in your heart."

Uncle Lin said in a deep voice: "Do you think that after winning a few frogs at the bottom of the well, you think that the world is so big, you can go anywhere?" ”

Lin Dazhu's mouth tugged, and finally he couldn't help it: "Grandpa, they are only a little worse than me, but they are not frogs at the bottom of the well." Moreover, as you said, there are fewer and fewer people practicing martial arts now, don't say anything about Ming Jin, and you can't even touch the mystery of your fist strength......"

Uncle Lin grimaced and coldly spit out two words: "Arrogance, ignorance!" ”

"I ......" Lin Dazhu was not convinced, but he didn't argue, and secretly sulked.

"I know, you're not convinced."

Uncle Lin said bitterly: "That's right, compared with more than a hundred years ago, there are not many people who practice martial arts now, but it doesn't mean that no one practices, and it doesn't mean that those who practice can't become masters." ”

Seeing that Lin Dazhu sulked and didn't speak, Uncle Lin also knew that if he spoke in the blank, he was afraid that he would not be able to persuade his grandson who had a more sincere personality and was more admitted, at the moment, he gave an example: "For example, me, how is my strength?" Can I win you, right? ”

"Grandpa, how is this the same."

Lin Dazhu said dissatisfiedly: "You have been practicing boxing for decades, and you are familiar with my boxing routines, it must be as simple as eating and drinking water."

"Okay, don't mention me." Uncle Lin turned his eyes and pointed in the direction of the house: "That young man surnamed Qi is not a few years older than you, what do you think of his strength?" ”

"Huh?" Lin Dazhu was stunned: "Brother Qi, he also practices boxing?" Looks...... It's not like that. ”

"Isn't it like?" Uncle Lin asked rhetorically.

Lin Dazhu pondered for a moment, and then came to the conclusion: "The whole body, white and clean, the skin is more delicate than a woman, and it doesn't look like a ...... anywhere."

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