Zhang Yang was doing those strange movements.

Those movements were a little blocked at first, but as time went on, the movements became more and more fluid, imaginative, and slowly ...... The action began to become more and more coherent, and when it came to the back, it was natural!

After the continuity, Zhang Yang's movements became faster and faster, and under the bright moonlight, the figure with a milky white halo slowly became nothing, as if the figure had melted into the moonlight.

Now, Zhang Yang has really walked into a mysterious door.

Of course, Zhang Yang's current progress in martial arts is still minimal, but he has found a direction for development, at least, he understands what real martial arts are and how to look for clues to obtain martial arts.

Isn't that how life works?

When a person walks into a door that you were once unfamiliar with, you will find that what you once thought was mysterious is actually very simple, just like doing business, interlaced like a mountain, but when you really enter, you will find that things are far simpler than you expected.

This night is a night of Zhang Yang's real transformation, just like a silkworm chrysalis transformed into a butterfly, he no longer has to ride a blind man on a blind horse all over the world to look for clues to martial arts, and even, he is sure that his memory has the martial arts memory of the principal of the mainland region of the "Great Qin Martial Arts School", otherwise, he would not be able to comprehend these.

This is the first time that Zhang Yang has identified a person who originally possessed those memories, as well as his identity and status.

Zhang Yang is very curious about what is in his memory, but, curiosity is curiosity, Zhang Yang now does not dare to use the medium of the outside world to stimulate the recovery of memory, with the last split personality lesson, Zhang Yang now has his own memory knowledge can be said to be walking on thin ice, in fact, Zhang Yang has not been idle recently, he is using some psychological knowledge every day to treat himself, so that the memory in the head is fused, this is a very complex and long-term work, a surname, a personality, a thought memory, It takes a long time to integrate into another mind, and it is impossible to do it all at once.

Now, Zhang Yang's main learning scope has always been controlled in mathematical calculations and martial arts knowledge, of course, including the application of psychology, only by letting these memory thinking reach the peak of complete integration with his own thinking, Zhang Yang dares to use some other means to stimulate the recovery of memory thoughts.

This was a period of time that Zhang Yang remembered deeply.

During this time in Xianyuan Village, Zhang Yang not only practiced martial arts, but also thought about a lot of life principles, including what path to take in the future.

Now, the main thing is how to avoid the pursuit of Maimaiti.

The hatred with Maimaiti is already to the point of non-death, if you want to make your next life quiet, you must kill Maimaiti, of course, there is another option, as Aunt Yan said, to fight all the forces of Maimaiti and make him a bare-bones commander, however, this difficulty is even beyond killing Maimaiti, Maimaiti's forces are all over China, and it may be easier to kill him than to eradicate his forces.

Of course, Zhang Yang's computer-like brain has come to this conclusion, and in any case, killing Maimaiti is the highest priority.

As long as Maimaiti is killed, his power will naturally be fragmented, and even if someone wants to avenge him, it will not be a big climate.

During this time, Zhang Yang's life was full, writing couplets to the portraits of nearby villagers during the day, chatting with Liu Biao in the mountains when he had nothing to do, and going to the mountains and forests to practice at night, no pursuit, no pressure, no temptation of the city, all, plain as water but relaxed.

Liu Biao has also become diligent recently, kicking and boxing indiscriminately when he has nothing to do, and when he was in a panic, he actually held the stone wheel in the drying field and turned outside, so frightened that the aunt shouted when she saw it, for fear that he would hit his foot.

Seeing Liu Biao's indiscriminate practice, Zhang Yang was also very helpless, his kung fu had no moves at all, and he couldn't guide Liu Biao.

At this time, Zhang Yang also understood the words of the mysterious master he met in the park, he said that he could only rely on himself, perhaps, his kung fu could only be understood but not spoken.

"Liu Biao, how are your legs?" Watching Liu Biao walking around the drying field with a wheel, Zhang Yang was a little depressed, this guy's strength was amazing, but asking him to pick up a few buckets of water for his aunt would be exhausting, which made Zhang Yang very incomprehensible.

Although Zhang Yang came out of the countryside, he couldn't understand the reason for Liu Biao's strength, just like many strong men can lift hundreds of catties, but letting them do farm work is not as good as an ordinary farmer.

"Okay, didn't I tell you earlier? Auntie's bone broth raises people, I've been well for a long time, I don't believe it when I tell you, you see, I'm not tired at all when I carry this wheel...... Hehe......" Liu Biao proudly hugged the wheel, in recent days, the aunt has been smashed by Liu Biao in the drying field, and there are holes everywhere.

"Well, okay, let's go tomorrow!"

"Uh-huh...... It's better to go now, no cigarettes, no wine, no women, the birds are fading out of my mouth, I rely on the ......" There was a loud noise, Liu Biao smashed the three-hundred-pound reel on the ground, smashed a deep pit, and saw Zhang Yang's heartache, it seems that the aunt is going to knock Liu Biao's head again when she comes back.

Don't look at Liu Biao's tall horse, the aunt didn't reassure him, knock if he wants, Liu Biao is very depressed, very depressed, coming for more than ten days, his head has been knocked at least hundreds of times, smashing a pit must be knocked, and if he doesn't wash his hands when eating, he will definitely be knocked, and even Liu Biao will be knocked when he secretly grabs vegetables to eat when his aunt is cooking......

When I think of Auntie, Auntie arrives.

"Liu Biao, did you smash it again?" The aunt was holding a hammer in her hand, and when she came back, she saw that the wheel had been moved, and when she walked in, she saw that the wheel had been trapped.

"Ah...... Ahem...... Auntie, don't knock, don't knock......"

Seeing Liu Biao being chased by his aunt, Zhang Yang couldn't help laughing, but his laughter stopped immediately, because Liu Biao ran behind him to dodge, and the aunt couldn't catch up with Liu Biao, so she knocked him on the head a few times......

"Auntie, what are you knocking me for?"

"You didn't look at him, and you are jointly and severally responsible."

“……”

……

It was a painful and happy time.

In the early morning of the next day, the two looked at the aunt who saw each other in the morning light, and suddenly had a feeling of reluctance.

"Let's go, I'll have a chance to come later." Zhang Yang pulled Liu Biao, Liu Biao's eyes were red, don't look at this guy's rude face, he is quite sentimental, these days the aunt is turning over tricks to make food for him, otherwise, his legs would not be so good.

"Mmmm, when I get rich, I must come." Liu Biao took one last look at his aunt, waved his hand, and then turned to Zhang Yang.

"Hehe, soon." Zhang Yang is full of confidence in making a fortune, and now, it is not a little difficult for him to make a sum of money, the key is how much money is, how much is it considered to be rich?

Obviously, the wealth in Liu Biao's head is at best 180,000, and Zhang Yang's appetite is much greater than Liu Biao's after being nurtured by the luxury goods in the aristocratic city, and the concept of wealth is at least a few million......

"By the way, Zhang Yang, don't we still have a lot of money, why don't we give my aunt a little money?" Liu Biao asked.

"Why give?"

"......" Liu Biao opened his mouth and couldn't speak.

"Where do I earn enough money to draw and write couplets for our recent expenses, why give money? Of course, we can give, but don't you think, when money is involved, you still have the same feeling as when you left? Here, is a pure land, although the aunt's life is not rich, but, life is also good, we give a little money for her does not help, but, we give more, she will not want, but destroy that feeling, I think, aunt let us live in her house is definitely not for money, she is just lonely, she hopes that there are people at home, she hopes that when eating is not a pair of chopsticks...... If we give money and she accepts it, it not only breaks our feelings, but also her feelings, do you think, is that feeling important or is the money important? ”

"I feel important...... Liu Biao said weakly.

"Yes, don't be sad, you can meet your parents as soon as you get home."

"Well, by the way, Zhang Yang, what are we going to do after we kill those two?" Liu Biao asked.

"Hunt down Maimaiti!"

Zhang Yang's eyes suddenly became sharp, and only by killing Maimaiti could he control the source of the pursuit.

Walking out of the mountain road, sitting in the car for a few hours, the two returned to the bustling city, this time it was different from the last time, the two were in good spirits, especially Liu Biao, walking like a crab, I can't wait to see something unpleasant and run up and punch a few punches, recently, he has been holding back too much, and now, his Uncle Biao's leg is good, and his Uncle Biao is back......

(To be continued)