On an autumn night of one year, the temperature turned cooler, the trees withered and the leaves were yellow, and they were swept up by the wind.

In a certain room, the bookshelves and desks are full of books such as astronomical space and time.

Young Yingba's father, pointing to the old photos in the album. He was looking at his seven-year-old son, who was tightly wrapped and had a sickly face.

"Romantic, son look at this photo, Commander Hua is teaching boxing. At that time, he was in his prime, as handsome as his father! ”

My father remembered the martyrs and did not forget to exalt himself.

The son in his arms automatically ignored these words, and only excitedly said, "I recognize!" The three fights and four spirit fists of the Oriental White Boxing, this is the Fierce Phoenix Cone, and this is the Coiling Dragon Gun...... Reverse Lin cannon, turtle although longevity...... And this short stick, it's a dragon iron! ”

"Haha, that's right! This is the original version of Oriental White Fist.

In the turbulent times of the Republic of China, Commander Hua created his own martial arts and became a family of his own. One person and one stick, just hit a piece of heaven and earth......

Look at this again, the photo of the establishment of the National Protector Army.

Romantic! Back then, he turned the tide, like the sun in the sky. It's just that there is no smile on his face......

Look at this one again. In the villa on the other side of the ocean, the commander and his wife laughed happily with a group of children. Haha, in this group of children, this is your grandfather.

After the victory of the Anti-Japanese War, the two fled to a foreign country. Many Chinese orphans were taken in. Because of his heart for his homeland, he named his surname Dongfang.

The orphans grew up and were elites from all walks of life. By the 80s, most of them had chosen to return home and regain their citizenship.

To this day, the sons and daughters of the East on both sides of the ocean are not related by blood, but more than by blood. This is the origin of your mother's Oriental family......"

"So that's why I'm curly?"

The son is very concerned about his mixed-race characteristics: "I was called blue-eyed in the class, and I was always treated as a foreigner!" ”

The father scoffed: "Superficial! What can be inherited and developed more than the skin is the heart of culture. The last nickname was Sun Quan, the king known to everyone in China. You see your mother's mixed race is obvious, but who knows more about Chinese culture than her?"

The son smiled: "Even if it's impossible, after all, my mother is a historian!"

"How's that son? You're half Oriental, don't you feel tall in an instant?"

"It's not half, I'm the East!"

The seven-year-old son retorted: "The East is a spiritual inheritance, not limited by blood. All the Chinese people who inherit the spirit of Commander Hua are the East! ”

"Uh, this ......"

The father was stunned by his son's age-inappropriate words.

The son's face was serious, and he took out a short stick from the bed. Said solemnly: "Those who have a sword in their hearts, no matter what era, can rule the world!"

I want to hold on to this dragon iron and continue the legend of the East! ”

The father opened his mouth: "Romantic, such a bold statement of the second middle school...... Familiar to you! Alas, what are you doing with a stick hidden in the quilt? Bring! ”

The son grimaced: "This is from a novel written by my mother."

"I'll just say, this is a very high truth, only your mother wrote it."

The father was against his will to compliment, knowing that his wife privately loved to write Commander Hua's novels. Although the story is good, because I am busy with work, there are more breaks, and it is too academic to understand...... Hit the streets often.

"Commander Hua is very handsome, and the name Dongfang is also very cool."

The son longed: "Why don't I take my mother's surname?"

"You dare?"

The father feigned anger: "Isn't Dad's surname Lin bad?" The forest hides a hundred phases, and all things return to the forest, which is very powerful! ”

"So awesome?"

The boy doubted: "The surname Lin is nothing, it's just why do I have the same name as you?" Sounds weird?"

"We're just the same sound, but the meaning is different! I am the source of your birth, and you are the abyss of my continuation. Just like Commander Hua and the Dongfang family, our father and son are never separated......

Of course, I also hope that you are as knowledgeable as your mother. In short, this one word is the link between our family! ”

"Daddy!"

"How?"

The son looked at the iron rod in his father's hand and said, "Commander Hua, you have been very distressed all your life, right?" In fact, he didn't want to be the commander of the Protector Army, let alone participate in the troubled times. ”

The father asked, "Why do you think that?"

The son said: "It is analyzed with the concept of heroic history. You see, under that general trend, the establishment of the National Protector Army was completely passive. And as soon as the war ended, he immediately fled abroad. Hiding fame is not a politician's style. ”

The son sighed for his age: "The hero of the nation and the country is half of his own tragic life!"

"Heroic History?"

Father's face was strange: "This is also what your mother taught you?"

The son showed off: "I see it myself, isn't my mother studying this point of view?"

Father embarrassed: "Heroic view of history...... If you believe, you will have it, and if you don't believe it, you won't. Ethereal assumptions, don't take them seriously! ”

"I know that, too."

The son rolled his eyes: "After all, the heroic view of history was blindly imagined when you chased your mother......

"Nonsense, this is obviously Dad's well-thought-out hypothesis, there are sufficient arguments and arguments, and it is a trustworthy opinion!"

My father's tone changed in an instant, and he boasted: "Your father and I are aspiring young people with romantic heroism. The mantra in his mouth is romantic, otherwise he will join the army to protect the country?"

The son was mobilized to smile, and his trachea itched: "Ahem......"

"Sick again! This asthma is prone to occur in spring and autumn. Romantic, the fire on the island, the war in the Middle East, the virus in China, the country and the world, are all eventful......"

The father took out a special effect spray: "Open your mouth, suck!"

"Ahem......"

My son's illness is in remission. At this time, in another room, a stern female voice came: "Lin Yuan!"

Father and son agreed at the same time: "Alas! ”

The woman's voice froze, and this was the inconvenience of the same name: "Major Lin Yuan!" ”

The father said, "Call me!" ”

"The whole country is taking precautions, so can't you pay attention? Let Xiao Yuan rest, this gasp is so breathing that I can hear it in the next room! ”

"Sorry to disturb your creation, great writer of the East!" The Father and the Son stick out their tongues to each other.

"Sleep!"

The son was being provoked: "If you don't sleep, I want to learn the three fights of Oriental White Boxing."

"I think your body, although the raw fist turtle in the Four Spirit Fist is longevity, it is more suitable for you."

The father pouted: "It's far away, and I'll talk about it when I'm sick."

"Then you put the dragon iron next to me, I like Commander Hua!"

“…… Good! ”

The father looked at his beloved son who closed his eyes on the bed, felt a pain in his heart, and silently promised: "I'm sorry, my father used to be in the army, and my mother was busy." I didn't take care of you, and I had such a troublesome disease as asthma.

But now that Dad has retired, I'll be with you for the past few years!

If you want to learn martial arts, it's no problem. Oriental White Boxing's life is three fights and four spirit fists: Turtle Although Shou, Fierce Phoenix Cone, Panlong Gun, and Reverse Lin Cannon, I will teach you hand in hand when the time comes. ”

Father carefully examined the iron rod in his palm.

The iron is made of fine iron, and the combination is a short stick, and the branch is a chain stick. Time is long, although the heroes are gone, the relics are handed down to the world by descendants.

The iron in the photo is brand new. As a symbol of the commander of the Protector Army, through the plastic elephant, you can see its stainless steel pattern, sassy and heroic.

And now, too many traces have been left by the years and the battles. The pattern has been pasted, and the stick body is pitted. It was both a scar and a hero's glory.

"Do you want to continue the legend of the East......

Father thought about what he had just said. Comparing his son with a dragon iron, I feel that this one is one less stick...... It's a good match.

"The twilight of the martyr of Lao Ji Fufang, romantic!"

My father suddenly had a thought: "Bin Long Tie, are you quietly waiting for the new master?" Maybe the current Wuhua is simple, just to converge the edge and accumulate strength. Once the new king appears......"

He smiled and shook his head.

Stay by the bedside and read the books about time and space carefully.

The phone is slightly vibrating, and there is a news tip.

Father clicked on it and watched: "The dragon-breaking demon star that surrounds the earth will pass through this city in the near future." The Oriental Academy of Sciences has discovered that there is some kind of dimension-changing energy in it, and is starting to study it. If there is progress, it may start a new page in the exploration of time and space!

The first record of the appearance of the Dragon Breaker was during the Sun, Moon and Chaotian calendars. When it appeared, the sky exploded and the stars shone brightly. At that time, James once made a prophecy that "when the dragon is broken, the east will change".

From the beginning of the Tianli Dynasty, the earth entered the Xiaoice period, and in the past 70 years, natural disasters have continued in the east and west. indirectly led to the demise of this powerful dynasty. Therefore, the ancients believed that it was this star that destroyed the dragon vein of the dynasty, and called it a demon star, which was regarded as ominous. ”

My father thought around and walked to the window. The sky was full of shadows, and there was not a single star in sight. The dazzling lights of the city look small and pitiful under the dark sky.

Suddenly, a purple bright arrow slashed the sky. Fleeting, fleeting.

"Demon Star Breaking Dragon? Romantic! ”

Father is not surprised, whenever that Dragon Breaking Demon Star is going to pass through the city, it will be like this. Moreover, it is no wonder that the Oriental Academy of Sciences has set up a department for research in the city.

"Daddy!"

"Huh? Why don't you sleep yet?"

The son covered his face, showed two blue eyes, and asked, "Dad, are you retiring from the army and not working now, are you taking care of me?"

The father was slightly stunned.

"You should be like your mom and do what you love. I don't want you to be like Commander Hua, fighting for others, but you are not happy. ”

The father raised a smile and gently rubbed his son's curly hair: "Do you think I don't do anything but accompany you?" It's too underestimated to look down on Dad, an aspiring middle-aged! ”

Father's eyes looked at the bookshelf full of books, and then looked out the window at Youhao, as if looking for the trace of the demon star.

"You can't learn only in the barracks and in the classroom," he proudly said. A real strong man who enriches himself all the time!

…… It's far away again, Obuchi, we are father and son. Between you and me, there is not only the illusory spiritual inheritance of the East, but also the actual connection of blood and soul. How can a father be unhappy when he takes care of his son?

Child, you have to always remember. No matter where you are or what happens to you. I'll always be like this, by your side! ”

The son was moved and shouted, "Dad!"

"Daddy?"

Lin Yuan got up from the bed. The night is quiet, the surrounding earthen beds are white, the stars are dotted outside the window, and the dog barks from time to time outside the courtyard.

Lin Yuan covered his forehead and smiled bitterly: "Why did you dream of being seven years old?" Is it because you miss that world too much?"

The past life was like a dream, and now I wake up from a dream!