Chapter 42: First Meeting

In the early morning, there was chattering outside the window, so it was not lively, Liu Qingyuan opened his eyes, and the outside was bright and clear. Before he knew it, he had discarded his myopic glasses.

Originally, 300 degrees of myopia, but now this one is sick, and it is actually better.

It is the so-called blessing and misfortune that depend on each other, and if you don't die in a great disaster, there will be a blessing in the future.

According to the usual practice, Liu Qingyuan's mother had already gotten up, she went outside to bring a basin of hot water, and motioned for Liu Qingyuan to wash.

After Liu Qingyuan finished brushing his teeth, his mother had already wrung out a towel and wiped his face for him.

Liu Qingyuan said: "Mom, I want to go down for a walk and get through the wind."

"I haven't eaten breakfast yet."

"It's okay, I'll just take a look around the hospital ......", Liu Qingyuan stried. His mother was not at ease and followed aside.

The First Hospital has a long history and pleasant scenery, including a large green area.

On the lawn, there are many elderly people practicing Tai Chi.

The music is soft, and so is the movement. In this warm and peaceful scene, Liu Qingyuan was in an indifferent mood.

He walked slowly into it, and there was an old man, step after step, step forward and backward, his heel touching the ground, step by step, step by step, step by step.

This immediately attracted Liu Qingyuan's attention. In yesterday's battle, he naturally used the Yu step described in the ancient book, and as soon as the Yu step came out, the army opened up and swept in all directions.

But the footwork used by the old man in front of him, although different, has the same effect.

The old man cruised left and right, each step, standing in front of Liu Qingyuan.

Liu Qingyuan was stunned, he saw the other party's face clearly.

This old man is the one who stopped him in the back mountain, the one who broke his muscles and bones.

As soon as Liu Qingyuan saw him, his chest suppressed his anger, and his blood was rolling through the sky! Liu Qingyuan's mother patted him on the shoulder, very surprised.

Suddenly, Liu Qingyuan's momentum was discharged, he took two steps back, exhaled two long breaths, and finally calmed down.

The old man nodded and smiled, "Young man, you are very good!" My name is Chen Qingyang. Then he stepped and began to practice Tai Chi.

Rise, hold the ball in the hand, step on the clouds, the wild horse divides its mane, spreads its arms and wings, and is shaped like a white crane......

Liu Qingyuan saw it clearly.

After the Tai Chi practice, Chen Qingyang's white sleeves shook and dusted off. Three steps, Tai Chi Yun hand, all of a sudden far away, the god is like a ghost.

Except for Liu Qingyuan, the people around him didn't react for a while, and they didn't know how Chen Qingyang left.

Liu Qingyuan sighed and began to practice that set of Tai Chi.

The momentum is like a cloud, the wild horse has a mane, and the white crane has bright wings...... This set down, the rhythm is clear, the rules are decent, and the old people around him can't help but give a thumbs up when they see him practicing so standardly.

Not far away, Chen Xue watched him learn Tai Chi and was shocked by his stiff and fierce posture just now. She said in her heart where is Tai Chi, it is like Bajiquan.

She threw two stones and struck him, one on Liu Qingyuan's calf, and one on his right hand joint. Liu Qingyuan's hands and feet were numb, and his speed slowed down a lot, and at the same time, he suddenly removed his violent force, and his movements were much more soothing and standard.

Chen Xue covered her mouth and chuckled, turned to leave. When Liu Qingyuan came back to his senses, he only saw the faintly graceful figure dressed in white.

Back in the ward, Liu Qingyuan thought a lot, that Chen Qingyang should not be an enemy, otherwise, with his strength, he could completely kill and cripple himself. What's more, after he recovered from his illness, the blood in his chest was stirring, and his limbs and whole body felt endless strength.

Thinking radiates, and he can perceive things in the distance. With the smell intuition, Xie Yuchen's figure can be found, stepping on the branches like a bird, and walking on the waterway like walking on the ground.

All of this is simply non-human. He all felt like he was in a dream.

According to the law of buoyancy in physics and the law of free landing, how can he fly and tread water with such a large body mass?

He sighed about the secrets of his body, maybe he could only explore it slowly.

……

There is a snack bar at the roadside stall, one old and one young, sitting opposite each other. Two bowls of pork heart soup and three bundles of dustpan boards. The two ate slowly.

Chen Xue asked, "Grandpa, why are you teaching him Tai Chi?" ”

Chen Qingyang said: "In less than a month, he became holy. The heart is surging, and the blood is like a flood! Reinforced iron bones, the beginning of gangjin! It is simply a genius, no one has ever been before, and there is no one after him! ”

Chen Xue smiled: "Then I am also a genius!"

Chen Qingyang said: "You, completely opposite to Xiaoli, she can write, you can martial arts, but they complement each other."

Chen Xue said: "She, that is, she has read too much, I was helping her fight when she was a child, but now she also complains about you."

Chen Qingyang said: "This is also cause and effect, that child introduced the death mark, the numerology is unbearable, it is a sign of remorse!" ”

Chen Xue said: "Is there any other way?" ”

"Look at the creation......", Chen Qingyang sighed, and both of them were silent.

Liu Qingyuan didn't hear this, he was also having breakfast at this time, and Lin Mu brought a sumptuous breakfast.

Suddenly, yin qi disappeared into his mind, his spirit suddenly became nervous, thousands of corpses flashed in his mind, a sea of blood flowed, the sound of slashing was noisy, and the boom rang in his ears!

He swallowed a mouthful of soup, but he couldn't eat it anymore. A rock pressed against his chest, and cold sweat broke out.

In order not to worry his parents, he pretended to be nothing, but the pictures in his mind were always reflected in his mind, and he had to work hard to suppress them.

Fate is vain, and reason prevails over all.

Heaven and man are at war, and they do not hesitate, and man will definitely be able to win the sky.

All day, he was in this state, nervous, and the more he didn't want to see it, the more he could think of it. The world of the mind, one word determines the life and death of his parents, one word is chaotic * ethics are common, all kinds of disgusting, dirty, evil, anyway, the more he rejects it, the more he can't move the delusions are gathered.

There is another figure in his mind, he holds a sword, slaughters thousands of people, shatters the world, removes good and evil, and only destroys and destroys! This man's countenance is no different from his, and it is all the madness in his heart. This god and demon are at war and destroy everything.

Zhao Lihua called Liu Qingyuan's name, but he didn't hear it, only when he walked close and patted him on the shoulder, he felt that someone was approaching.

Zhao Lihua said: "Classmate Qingyuan, how are you?" ”

"It's okay, it's okay ......", Liu Qingyuan shrank back, his eyes suspicious and fearful.

Zhao Lihua handed over a book and said happily: "Oh, can you help me look at these topics?" ”

Liu Qingyuan took the exercise book, his eyes traced, several questions seemed familiar, the number of words in the question was large, and it was a math problem. He scanned it again from beginning to end, but still didn't find the subject.

In the first three sentences, he was stunned and didn't know how to understand it. He looked at it again, and when he turned around, he didn't know what to do. After reading it three times in a row, he could only shake his head, because he couldn't understand the meaning of the question at all now, and he now had a serious cognitive bias.

For a long time, Liu Qingyuan only said sorry.

This apology shattered his faith and self-esteem as a scholar.