Chapter 290: Secrets of the Rivers and Lakes, Scared?

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"Of course, I'm just guessing, and there may be some errors. What the specific situation is, let the Dazhu brothers say it themselves. Qi Xiang smiled, lay down on the bamboo chair again, and continued to remain silent.

"The ......"

Lin Dazhu blinked, surprised and admired: "Brother Qi, you know a lot." You're right, that Mu Qiu's boxing technique is indeed like this. Every move, soft, as if there was no strength. ”

"But he suddenly changed his moves, and I was careless for a while, and I didn't take precautions, so I was hit."

Lin Dazhu said in frustration: "I just got hit, I didn't take it seriously, and my arms moved freely." But after a few minutes, I noticed that my arm was getting numb and numb, and finally it was all swollen......"

"That's right, it's Hua Dan's hand."

When Uncle Lin heard this, his expression became a little more solemn: "Tsing Yi Hua Dan beats people like bullets, and the flowing clouds and water sleeves orchid fingers, the movements are very floating, and there is no fireworks." However, if anyone underestimates them, I am afraid that death is unknown. ”

"What a Hua Dan hand with a needle in the cotton, it is worthy of the secret technique of the pear orchard......"

Uncle Lin sighed, immediately put on a straight face, and said solemnly: "Dazhu, after you recover from your injury, don't go to that Mu Qiu's trouble again." When you see him later, take the initiative to retreat. ”

"Why?" When Lin Dazhu heard this, he subconsciously blurted out, very dissatisfied. He also wants to study hard for a month, and then go to Mu Qiu to avenge his deep hatred today.

But Uncle Lin seemed to know his thoughts, and directly ordered him not to retaliate.

This naturally made Lin Dazhu sad and indignant, and argued: "The reason why I lost today is mainly because I couldn't figure out his routine, and I lost by accident for a while. Next ......"

"I said it, there is no next time."

Uncle Lin waved his hand, and the head of the bamboo pole hit the hard tabletop. With a bang, a corner of the table flew away. The bamboo smoke pole was not damaged in the slightest.

"If you dare to disobey, I'll break your leg right now."

Uncle Lin was not angry and arrogant, his expression was very serious, not like a joke.

"Why?"

Lin Dazhu's body shrank. The voice immediately lowered a little, and muttered: "There should always be a reason, it's just a fight, and it's not a life-and-death fight, everyone will be merciful." At most, it's just an injury, and it's not like you can't be cured. ”

"Stupid."

Uncle Lin scolded as if iron was not made of steel: "The fists and feet have no eyes, once the fire starts, who can still contain it?" Besides, with your current strength, unless you practice for another two years, don't expect to be able to beat the opponent in a short period of time. ”

"I told you not to go to him, because I was afraid that you would lose again and again, and you would lose confidence at all."

Uncle Lin snorted and said, "I scrapped your hand today." The day after tomorrow will ruin your legs, and after a few days, it is estimated that you will be lying in bed for the rest of your life and will never be able to get up again. ”

"Impossible......"

Lin Dazhu was unconvinced: "He can win, it's just a fluke." Again, I won't necessarily lose. ”

"You......"

Uncle Lin was angry, and he wanted to hit with his hand, but when he saw Lin Dazhu's red and swollen arm that had not completely disappeared, he couldn't beat the cigarette stick, so he had to snort. Suddenly, the words changed, and he said in a deep voice: "Do you know the origin of Hua Dan's kung fu?" ”

"Huh?"

Lin Dazhu touched his head, blinked, and said, "You seem to be saying just now, what is this...... The secret technique of the pear orchard? ”

"Yes."

Uncle Lin nodded heavily: "What is the pear orchard." You should get the idea. ”

"Yes, it's singing."

Lin Dazhu hurriedly said: "Peking Opera, Huangmei Opera, Kunqu Opera or something......

"Okay, just understand, don't talk about what you don't have."

Uncle Lin waved his hand, his eyes were a little trance: "Pear orchard was founded in the Tang Dynasty. It developed in the Song Dynasty and reached its heyday in the Ming and Qing dynasties. ”

"During that time, countless troupes spread all over the country and traveled all over the country."

Uncle Lin sighed lightly: "However, for the social atmosphere at that time, rich and noble families and ordinary people, no matter how much they love to listen to and watch operas, they look down on singing operas from their bones. ”

"The world thinks that singing is a very lowly industry, and it is very despicable."

"In this case, some opera troupes that have been raised by dignitaries and tycoons are okay, with fixed jobs, and they just need to sing for a lifetime. But those Yetai teams were not so lucky. ”

Uncle Lin shook his head: "They go south and north, and they make hard-earned money." However, he was discriminated against, and even suffered some oppression. ”

"In order to protect themselves, the people in the opera troupe must practice some kung fu. They eat hundreds of meals, footprints all over the north and south of the river, naturally set the strengths of hundreds of schools, and then according to their own characteristics, invent and create some unique techniques. ”

Uncle Lin's expression was cautious: "Among them, there are several secret techniques, which are incomparably powerful, and if you don't make a move, you will take people's lives as soon as you make a move, which can be called a model of killing people invisibly." ”

"Hua Dan hand is one of these ruthless secret techniques."

Uncle Lin said softly: "After all, the drama Tsing Yi has a good figure and a wonderful posture, which is easier for people to covet." Therefore, in order to avoid the intrusion of others, they have to practice even more. ”

"However, women are inherently inferior to men in terms of physique. It also takes a long time to practice some popular kung fu, and the harvest may not be great. In order to promote the strengths and avoid the weaknesses, under the Tsing Yi door, the stunts such as flowing cloud sleeves, orchid fingers, and Hua Dan hands came into being. ”

Uncle Lin said slowly: "These kung fu are very biased, the sword is biased, and the methods are weird. ”

"When you use it, it's like cotton flying, it has no lethality, but once you get hit, you can't see any clues on the surface, and you don't get rescued in time, so the dark injury will attack, and you won't be far from death."

Uncle Lin's face sank: "I saw your injury, and I knew that the rumors in the rivers and lakes were true, and Hua Dan's hand was really very treacherous." If you fight him, you are asking for hardship and abuse. ”

“…… Grandpa, didn't you say that kung fu doesn't care about whether the name is loud or not, but the person who is practicing? Lin Dazhu still didn't give up, and argued: "The tiger and crane double-shaped fist handed down by our family is not necessarily worse than that Hua Dan hand. ”

"It's not bad."

Uncle Lin glanced at it and said coldly: "However, the strength of others is stronger than you, and they have already gotten a glimpse of the secret doorway." You fight him, it's purely looking for death, do you know? ”

"Ah, Dark?" Lin Dazhu's eyes widened, and he lost his voice: "How is it possible?" ”

"Humph! Why is it impossible, don't think it's impossible if you think it's impossible. ”

Uncle Lin's face was suspicious, and he suddenly sighed and said softly: "Dazhu, there are some words that I am afraid of hitting you, so I never mention them." But you're going to be tough now, I have to say. ”

"What?" Lin Dazhu was a little dazed.

"Actually, your great-grandfather ......" Uncle Lin gritted his teeth and told a secret: "He used to be a disciple of the Tsing Yi Sect in Liyuan, but due to the turbulence of the times, he lost contact with his brothers and sisters, and lived alone in southern Fujian. ”

"At that time, he was not very old, he only learned a few superficial kung fu, he was often bullied, and he was forced to be helpless, so he had to join a famous Nanquan master at that time to practice in order to live in peace."

Uncle Lin sighed with emotion: "That big boxer, after knowing the origin of your great-grandfather, he didn't have a view of the door, but gave careful guidance. Your great-grandfather also competed, studied hard, and with some talent, he finally became a master of dark energy, and then settled in Zhao'an, and has been ...... until now."

Uncle Lin glanced at Lin Dazhu, and said sternly: "That is to say, there is also this layer of origin between us and Tsing Yi Gate." If you don't look at the face of the monk and look at the face of the Buddha, how can you do it casually with them? ”

"But, but ......"

Lin Dazhu was shocked to hear the secret luck, but at the same time, he was not reconciled: "But that Mu Qiu, we also know the roots, his family is doing business in Chaoshan, and he is barely a rich second generation, and he used to practice Cai Li Buddha boxing." Recently, he has only changed his Hua Dan hand, and it will not take more than a month. ”

"Therefore, he can't be from Tsing Yimen. After all, now that the secrets of martial arts are so widely spread, even if he practices Hua Dan, he may not be able to prove that he is a disciple of Tsing Yi. ”

Lin Dazhu is full of words, and what he said is also very reasonable.

"Even if he is not a disciple of Tsing Yi Gate, as long as he learns Hua Dan hand, he can be regarded as having something to do with Tsing Yi Gate."

Uncle Lin groaned, and said with a solemn expression: "The most important thing is that your great-grandfather once said that Liuyun Sleeve, Orchid Finger, and Hua Dan Hand, these three stunts are easy to learn and difficult to master. ”

"In other words, people who don't know the dark energy can learn at most a show, and it's not very useful. Only the master of dark energy can completely exert the power of the three stunts. ”

Uncle Lin said in a deep voice: "Judging from your injuries, that Mu Qiu's Hua Dan hand has become small, which means that he has already gotten a glimpse of the secret doorway, and maybe even I am not his opponent, how can you fight him?" ”

"What ......"

Lin Dazhu was stunned, and he couldn't stand the suppression: "You lied to me......"

"What am I lying to you for?"

Uncle Lin said angrily: "You don't believe it, do you? Then come with me, and I'll let you see the manuscript handed down by your great-grandfather. After reading it, I will be honest and stay at home to recuperate. If you dare to go out half a step without my permission, then you will walk out of the gate and not come back in the future. ”

While speaking, Uncle Lin directly dragged the depressed Lin Dazhu to the room, probably looking at some ancestral manuscript. All of a sudden, the wide courtyard was empty again, leaving only Qi Xiang lying lazily on the bench.

"Tsk, there are so many secrets in the rivers and lakes."

Qi Xiang listened to it with relish and was interested: "I didn't expect that there is a pear orchard Tsing Yi gate on the rivers and lakes, it's the first time I've heard of it......"

"According to this statement, don't all walks of life have similar secret inheritances?"

Qi Xiang's thinking is emanating and imagining. Not long after, Lin Dazhu walked out of the house, the whole person was disheartened, devastated, and his spirit was gone.

walked out, Lin Dazhu sat on the small stool in a daze, and did not speak for a long time.

Qi Xiang frowned, and suddenly asked, "What's the matter, are you afraid?" (To be continued.) )