In a quiet room in the detention center, an old man is toasting with an ordinary-looking young man, if you look at their age gap, I am afraid that they are at least grandchildren, or even more than that, but they are a master-apprentice relationship, a master-apprentice in name only!

A book of Tai Chi true righteousness, laid the name of the two masters and apprentices, Wen Qiang didn't understand whether the old man really regarded him as an apprentice, but in his heart he regarded the other party as a master, and the name of the master was doomed when he shouted "master" at the beginning.

It is said that the master leads the way into the door, and the cultivation is in the individual. Wen Qiang even entered the entrance by himself, and the master did not teach him anything. Master's name is yes. Master's reality, but no!

The two of them were eating and drinking like this, and they didn't even talk basically, the old man didn't speak, and Wen Qiang couldn't say anything.

"It's, alright?" The old man spoke first, and as soon as he spoke, he asked about the true meaning of Tai Chi.

"No one else has seen it but you." Wen Qiang naturally knew what the "it" he was asking was.

The old man nodded, didn't say anything more, but continued to drink, while drinking, his eyes were a little blurry, as if he was recalling something, and Wen Qiang didn't bother.

After a while, the old man put down his glass, and most of the wine remained on his glass, and in that stunned moment, he didn't seem to bother to take a sip of wine.

As soon as the cup was placed on the table, the old man sighed and stood up.

The "starting style" of Guwu Taiji in one hand is imprinted in the eye, and Wen Qiang is undoubtedly very familiar with this hand.

His pupils shrank, but the person didn't move, just stared intently, not letting go of every detail.

After Tai Chi was finished, Wen Qiang didn't come back to his senses for a long time, the old man ignored Wen Qiang's stunned mind, sat down by himself, drank the wine in the cup in one gulp, and when the old man's wine glass was placed on the table to make a sound, Wen Qiang was pulled back to his senses by the subtle voice, if it wasn't for the sound of the sound, maybe when Wen Qiang would be able to come back to his soul.

The old man's Tai Chi actually looks similar to him, but there is something more, it is a wonderful feeling, indescribable, unclear, only those who can see can feel it, no, maybe those who can see it may not be able to feel it.

"People from other sects generally 'meditate' to practice internal strength, however, we generally practice in Tai Chi." The old man looked at Wen Qiang and said, "I'll take a look at your current entry." ”

Why didn't the old man look at his own entry first but demonstrated it first, Wen Qiang didn't delve into the reason for this, he said so, and he did it.

The one-handed style made Wen Qiang's ordinary face have one more thing, that kind of thing is called temperament, this kind of temperament made the old man's eyes flicker, but he didn't interrupt and continued to watch.

Because of regular practice, Wen Qiang's movements are very proficient, and he can keep up with the mental formulas.

Because of the first time he played this set of Tai Chi in front of people, Wen Qiang was a little unnatural at first, but after only a while, Wen Qiang had nothing else to do, as if he was in his own living room, as if no one was watching.

One person moves, one sits alone, and the person who sits is the opposite of the person who moves, but the person who sits is the same concentration, and after reading it, he is the same stunned.

Wen Qiang didn't make a sound, quietly sat back in his chair, and sat opposite the old man.

"Not bad, not bad." The old man muttered in his mouth, and said two good words in a row, and then looked at Wen Qiang, "You are very perceptive in Tai Chi, even in the Tai Chi Sect back then, there were few people like you." ”

Wen Qiang nodded and didn't say anything, which Wen Qiang himself agreed. At a young age, without any experience, why can he be the instructor of the Tai Chi Gym? Talent!

Wen Qiang's talent in Tai Chi is something that all the old men in the Tai Chi Pavilion who watched him grow up agree on, there is no doubt about it!

Wen Qiang didn't speak, and the old man didn't care, but continued: "Tai Chi is not like other sects that teach disciples mental moves at the beginning, which will limit the development of the disciples under the sect, even the Tai Chi I just played, you can only learn from it, you can't imitate it, understand?" ”

Wen Qiang nodded again, but this time his nod was thoughtful, as if he was thinking and comprehending something.

"Now, I feel like I can pass on to you what I need to teach you." The old man's voice was calm, and it didn't seem to be improvised.

For three hours, a full three hours, Wen Qiang absorbed a lot of knowledge, such as the problems that need to be paid attention to when cultivating internal strength, such as the use of internal strength, such as ......

"The person you are talking about must be a drunk with internal strength." Before parting, the old man told Wen Qiang a positive answer, before that, Wen Qiang told the old man about Situ Jian's situation!

"As expected!" Wen Qiang left an eye in his heart, this is the first person Wen Qiang has met who has cultivated internal strength in addition to the master!

"As long as the 'Tai Chi True Meaning' is not exposed, even if you also use internal strength, he will not suspect anything." For some reason, the old man's tone was very affirmative when he said this.

"I see!"

Wen Qiang understood, he understood what the old man meant, Situ Jian was Wen Qiang's whetstone in the eyes of the old man, as the heir, the only successor of Taijimen, it was impossible for Wen Qiang to hold the true meaning of Taiji and play Taiji at home every day, otherwise Taijimen would never be able to pass it on.

The old man nodded with a smile. He didn't want the inheritance of Taijimen to be severed, he gave the true meaning of Taiji to a young man who knew Taiji, he hoped that Taijimen could rise, and he put his hope on a talented young man!

"The next time I see Master, I will take Master out, above board!"

Wen Qiang's departure did not take away this sentence, even if Wen Qiang was gone for a long time, the old man's ears still echoed the last sentence left by Wen Qiang, this is a hope, the hope of a sect!

"Hopefully, this step is the right one!" The detention center can't trap him at all, but he has to trap himself here, this is a helpless move, and it is also a kind of sadness to exterminate the disciples of the sect, maybe one day Wen Qiang will be like him, maybe......

In three hours, Wen Qiang benefited a lot, although there are some things that Wen Qiang can't understand, but he has also written them down, such as forcing alcohol out, Wen Qiang believes that he can do it now, because this is actually a very simple use of internal strength!

It's been three hours, it's not that it's just a coincidence, it's just because Wu Yuhao called, so Wen Qiang should leave and go to dinner!

After all, it's a big holiday, you can't let others wait when you go to someone else's house for the holiday, and the things that the master said are already very complete, so Wen Qiang left as soon as he received the call, but Wen Qiang also did one thing before leaving, that is, he left a mobile phone number for Director Zhao, Master is here, if there is anything, he can also be contacted!

Although Wen Qiang's mobile phone has turned off the ringtone, but he has been texting, so the mobile phone is always vibrating, so Wen Qiang is the same as before, as soon as he got in the car, he threw the mobile phone aside, and he didn't care anymore, however, he didn't know that in the short twenty minutes he was driving, his mobile phone came to three calls, and those who could make calls were generally not blessed!

When Wen Qiang arrived at Wu Yuhao's house, he started eating directly, because their family of three was waiting for Wen Qiang, so as soon as Wen Qiang arrived, he could start eating!

Wen Qiang's graduation party, Wu Yuhao's adoptive parents did not go, but they still heard that Wen Qiang was the godgrandson of Old Man Li, and Wen Qiang obviously felt that the second elder was much more polite to him, not as natural as before!

In this regard, Wen Qiang is also a little helpless, but fortunately, there will not be much intersection with them in the future, just be polite, if there is an intersection, it also involves Wu Yuhao, at least Wu Yuhao will not be because Wen Qiang is the godson of Old Man Li, that's enough!

Even if Wu Yuhao is still studying, his adoptive father and adoptive mother did not stop him from drinking today, but just said to drink less, after all, it is better not to drink so much wine for scholars!

Feeling the politeness of the second elder, Wen Qiang didn't drink too much, and he wasn't as casual as before. After the meal, Wen Qiang also sat symbolically for a while, and then proposed to go back. The second elder seemed to feel that this guest was a little noble, so he didn't dare to stay longer, so he let Wen Qiang leave, Wu Yuhao kept a little more, but Wen Qiang didn't like this atmosphere and didn't stay!

The change of the second elder, Wen Qiang saw it in his eyes, but he smiled bitterly in his heart. Fortunately, Wen Qiang doesn't have much affection for them, otherwise he might have been depressed for a long time.

Looking at the street lamp moving back outside the car window, Wen Qiang only felt a little stunned, after the festival, it would not be far from the day when he would go to school, which means that he was about to leave this small city that had raised him for 20 years.

Wen Qiang drove home directly, he didn't go to his friends to play again, the festival was good, he just wanted to leave his friends to their respective relatives.

However, when he got home, he finally felt the continuous vibration of the mobile phone in his pocket, and Wen Qiang knew that it was an incoming call, not a text message!

When he saw that it was an unfamiliar number on the mobile phone screen, Wen Qiang also hesitated, and a ring was likely to be a harassing call, which was obviously not. And the strange phone call that rang for so long may also be a call to sell something, but when he saw that the place of belonging was City A, Wen Qiang thought of the four young people in City A, and finally picked up the phone!

"Hey, who's that?"

"Senior Brother Wen Qiang, your phone is really difficult to get through!"

There was a soft female voice on the other end of the phone, this voice sounded very comfortable, even better than the voice of the goose, the same beautiful voice, the goose is sweet and beautiful, and this is the gentle beauty.

"Ugh!" Wen Qiang was stunned, and there was only one person who called him a senior, but there was really no one who called him a junior for so many years, but Wen Qiang still said tentatively: "Senior sister? ”

"You can't call me senior sister, but I am indeed your senior sister, because although I am your senior sister, I am not older than you, so you can't call me senior sister, I will be called old by you..."