Chapter 2

In the remote village of Zhelong, far from the town, there is a rural family with two people, an elderly man, and a young boy.

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The boy was picked up by an old man in the grass by the river on a rainy day, and when he picked it up, there was a nameplate on the boy's chest that read Twelve. So the old man named the child Twelve. has a name but no surname, and the old man hopes that this child will be able to find his biological parents in the end.

The life of the old man is very simple, the sunrise and sunset, the little twelve has become a colorful embellishment in the bleak life of the old man.

Little Twelve is very cute and caring.

"Grandpa, I've learned how to swim!"

"Okay, twelve, I have the style of my grandfather. ”

"Grandpa, I caught a big herring for you, there is something delicious at night, no, what I made may not be delicious!"

"Twelve made it, grandpa loves to eat it. ”

"Grandpa, Adou from the same village went to private school, but it's okay, he is playful and definitely not as fast as I learned at home!"

"Twelve, grandpa has no other property, you can take a look at these books. ”

As time went on, Little Twelve grew up.

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On this day, Twelve asked the old man with the illustrated book.

"Grandpa, what is said in the book is true, the swordsman is dressed in a green shirt, stepping on the wind, and there is a dragon to kill the dragon. Jiaolong, winding up the mountain, it must be much bigger than the earthworms in the river!"

The little twelve's eyes were full of stars, and his mind was full of strange stones and strange forests, wild and reckless beasts.

"How did you get all these books, didn't you give you some books?"

When the old man saw Xiao Twelve pick up a book that was taller than others, he was immediately anxious and immediately grabbed it.

"Grandpa, but I've read all the books you gave me dozens of times, and I'm really bored to find them myself. After Little Twelve was robbed of his book, he looked at the old man pitifully. Little 12 has been brilliant since childhood, and he is eager to learn about the stories in books, and he can't wait to stay in books all day and night.

"You are so studious, then I will teach you something else, it is your ability to learn, if you can't learn to learn something, you can also use it for self-defense in the future. The old man did not blame Twelve, but on the contrary, he loved talent.

The old man, who was over the age of six, stood up tremblingly.

Luck with both hands, strong breath, and then the spirit came.

"Come here!" the old man beckoned Twelve.

"Whew. He let out a sigh of relief, one foot raised, arms outstretched. Little Twelve learned a good way, although he didn't know why his grandfather wanted to call the ground.

"Like me, let the qi in your body flow from your left hand to your right hand, as fast as possible. ”

The old man closed his eyes tightly, his left hand did not move, and his right hand clenched into a fist.

A wisp of qi flowed through the old man's body, at first very slowly, from his left hand to his right hand, and then faster and faster, until the meridians could no longer contain it, and then gushed out from his right hand.

"Bang!"

The old man's hands did not move, and dust was gathering around his right hand.

"Wow, Grandpa, you're amazing. Little Twelve's admiration was beyond words.

"You try it. The old man said.

"Good. ”

Little Twelve immediately focused.

"Whew!"

The old man stepped forward with a mallet.

"What are you exhaling, do you know what breath is?"

"Grandpa, did you let me learn from you?" said Little Twelve.

"Don't pretend to understand if you don't understand, just ask!" the old man scolded.

"Oh, what is the gas, grandpa?" asked Little Twelve obediently.

"Qi is the foundation of all things, and only by knowing Qi can we see the true face of this world. ”

"Most of the qi in our human bodies is exercised, and of course some people are born with qi. Hey, it's so unfair to think about it. ”

"The method of having Qi is also very simple, the first step is to meditate, and at the same time to do Tai Chi method, Tai Chi you should know, it is all introduced in the book. ”

"Standing like a golden rooster standing alone, the right hand drives the whole body in front of the body to draw Tai Chi, repeating the movements until you can feel the breath appear during meditation. ”

"Then came the watershed, the flow of breath. But we'll talk about it when you really have the gas. ”

Little Twelve nodded like pounding garlic and couldn't wait to start.

The old man's emaciated cheeks smiled, and then he bent over and walked slowly out of the hut.

A month later, Xiao Twelve finally saw the so-called qi, Xiao Twelve's mind moved, and the breath flowed, from the right hand to the left hand, but at the left hand he turned back to his right hand, unable to break out like the old man.

Little Twelve naturally knew that he couldn't have an overwhelming aura from the beginning, and everything could only accumulate slowly.

As the days passed, the speed at which the old man was aging gradually accelerated, and his oily face gradually became gray. Little Twelve watched the old man aging day by day, and his heart seemed to be stirred by a sharp blade. He could only study harder and wanted to repay it.

In the process of growing up, he had long known from the words of the people around him that he was not the old man's relative, but the old man picked it up from the river. But he was not affected by this, but was doubly grateful.

"Twelve, you are also seven years old, other children in the same village have studied with the teacher for a year, you have also studied with me for a year, you are no worse than other children, some people want to learn from me, but they don't have a chance. The old man looked at the growing twelve and said with relief, the twelve in front of him were still childish, and his facial features were also very immature, but his eyes revealed a kind of perseverance.

"Grandpa, I know that I will be a man who stands up to the sky in the future. Twelve said.

"Okay, okay, next Grandpa will send you to a place, where you have to study well. After coming back from there, grandpa will continue to teach you. The old man stooped over and came to the door of the hut, his cloudy eyes staring at the fiery sunset outside the door.

When Xiao Twelve heard that the old man was going to send him away, his heart was mixed, if he could see the outside world, it would definitely be excellent, but he was worried about the old man's safety, if he was sick or injured, who would be able to take care of him.

Early the next morning, Little Twelve took the map given to him by the old man and went out with the tourists in the village, and bowed to the old man three times and nine times before leaving.