Zhu Zi remembered that they had run in a hurry that day, and they kept looking back, as if the Dian military commander was chasing after them. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info they kept running, until they were far away from the flower city, and they didn't dare to rest. Zhu Zi couldn't figure out how the horsewhip boy could have gone to Sun Ditch, there were very few such "young masters" in that place.

A few days later, my brother, sister and father quarreled for some reason, and later, I heard from my father that my brother and sister went up the mountain to become bandits. His father took him all the way until he came to Majiazhai at the mouth of the river and met Master Ma.

Senior brother and senior sister, how familiar and affectionate the two used to be, but now the pillar doesn't want to think of them. He felt that his brother and sister had betrayed his father at the most dangerous time, although there was also his own fault here.

Thinking about it like this, I didn't realize that the sun had already risen high. The pillar put away his horse's steps, lifted a basket and walked towards the old forest in the mountains. He's going to practice flying locust stones.

The grass in the forest is long and short, green and yellow, and there is some moisture. The flowers of the winged chrysanthemum are broken, and the yellow flowers of the cucumber vegetables are tender inside. A few shrike birds chirp in the green forest, and the colorful colors dazzle in the sun.

When he came to Ma's house at the age of 11, his life was stuffy. There are only a few familiar faces, a long face, holding a cane, kind but dignified is Master Ma; A square face, wearing small flowers on her head, and a bewitching fold face is Lu's mother; A Chinese face, a little chic but slightly yin is the young master; A melon seed face, white skin and big breasts are young lady; There are also a few messy faces that are not flat, not bland, not ugly, and not beautiful......

My father never allowed himself to have too many opportunities to interact with others. He always said that before the age of 14, it is the best age for people to learn things, and people at this time mainly memorize, and after the age of 15, they begin to learn to understand. It's only after the age of 15 that the eyes are opened.

I am already 14 years old, and my father said that he is 15 years old, and when he turns 15, he will take him out into the world. Thinking of this, the pillar rejoiced again. I felt that the little bird that was smothering out of its chest had begun to flutter its wings.

"It's going to fly, it's going to fly......" the pillar shouted loudly in the mountains, "it's flying...... Flew ......" echoed the empty valley with a warm echo.

Wandering the rivers and lakes, the pillar is eagerly looking forward to the arrival of these four words. All along, he has been actively preparing according to his father's teachings.

"I know martial arts." The pillar thought.

Although Cha Boxue has never allowed the pillar to do anything with others, he has already recognized the kung fu of the pillar very much. In particular, he was praised for his solidity in the game and the agility of his dodges. Cha Bo often said that there is nothing else in Cha Men Kung Fu, just two words: stable and fast.

The so-called stability is as strong as iron and as stable as a mountain.

If you are strong, you can resist the fight, and if you can't be defeated by others, you will have the opportunity to defeat others. If you are like iron, you can beat people, and if you don't fall when someone hits you, you will fall if you beat someone.

If you are as calm as a mountain, you will not be in chaos with the enemy. The air rule is that the eyes can be seen in six ways, the ears can hear in all directions, the danger can be seen and heard, and the enemy's moves can be flashed, and it is possible to attack the enemy later.

Chamen re-practiced horse step punching, the purpose is to practice a stable word. When punching, the eyes follow the heart, the ears open with the wind, and over time, they are familiar with the changes of the airflow, and gradually understand the difference between the sluggish and the shaken, which is the difference between the murderous spirit.

The so-called fast means that the flash should be fast, and the movement is like taking off the rabbit; Fight faster, and be as fast as a tiger. Check the door and practice quickly, and the method is not difficult - flying locust stone. A pile of stones is a must-have for practice. Practicing flashing, Cha Boxue used the stone as a hidden weapon to greet the pillar, and the pillar should not only be avoided, but also grabbed close. If you can avoid it, you can keep the moment. If you get close, you will have a chance. Practice fast, the pillar and the father are one in front of the other, one left and one right, forming a situation of encirclement of the animals. The pillar used the stone as a hidden weapon, and with the cooperation of his father, he used the animal as a target and hunted with the stone. The stone is thrown in the chase, with the footwork and body shape, so that the fingers hit the head and the fingers and legs hit the legs.

Cha Bo believes that Ma Bu Chong Bo and Flying Locust Stone are the root of Chamen. Boxing routines, knives, guns and sticks are branches and leaves. Of course, for a tree to be good, in addition to its deep roots, it must also flourish. Zhuzi practiced martial arts at the age of 3 and has been practicing horse step punching and flying locust stones, until two years ago, Cha Boxue expressed his satisfaction and began to teach him boxing and knife techniques. According to the Chaper theory, it is difficult for ordinary 4 or 5 people to get close to the skill of the pillar.

"The young master always looks down on me, but I actually know a lot of words", Zhu Zi thought.

Although the family is poor, there is no money for the pillar to study. But his father and sister began to teach Zhuzi intermittently when he was 4 years old. "Zengguang Xianwen" is the only book that the pillar has ever had, Cha Boxue often said that the poor do not read much, read "Zengguang Xianwen" can understand the truth of life, understand the truth of life, and other books will not read themselves. It's a pity that this only book didn't bother to take it with me when I escaped from Flower City. Coincidentally, a few days ago, Miss Ma gave the pillar another book, and a kind of joy of loss and recovery made the pillar even more fond of Miss Ma.

Thinking of Miss Ma, the pillar was a little reluctant. But think about it again, maybe when you go to the outside world, you can read books, you can get to know many people, and maybe you will even meet the legendary immortals. Thinking of this, the pillar was relieved again, full of anticipation for a new life.

The weeds in the mountains grow deep, and they make the sound of chattering from time to time when they walk. A tuft of black hair on the grass caught the attention of the pillar. He grabbed the fur and touched it, the fur was a little prickly, it should be a mane. He crouched down, brushed aside the grass, and examined it carefully. Not far away, the mud of the grass left clear hoof prints of animals. The hoof prints are not large, but they penetrate deep into the ground, with two pointed points at the top, and the grass near it has traces of arching, and judging by the pillars, this is a wild boar of no small kind.

The pillar follows the hoof prints forward.

After an hour or two, in front of a large tree deep in the mountains, the pillar found its prey, a wild boar with black fur. The pig was rubbing its body comfortably against the trunk of the tree, its long mouth pouting and humming, and a pig's tail swaying up and down, crackling on the ground. The size of the pig is not too big, and it looks like it is only about 100 pounds.

"It's just right for practice." The pillar thought.

The pillar lowered the basket and removed the black cloth that covered it, revealing a basket full of stones. The stones are large and small, round and pointed. A thin round wooden stick was stuck next to the stone, but one end was sharpened. The pillar untied a long strap from the body, which consisted of a dozen small pockets. The pillars began to be filled with stones, a few pockets for cobblestone, and a few pockets for sharp stones. Everything was ready, and the pillar stuck the stick diagonally towards the boar.

The boar stopped rubbing, and it also found the pillar. It turned its head to look at the pillar, looking a little dumb, a little silly, and the pig's tail was still swaying up and down. The fangs are not long, just like two tiny scimitars.