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In the darkness, a golden-eyed foreigner, wearing an old military uniform, roared fiercely at himself, and the musket in his hand kept bursting out of flames to this side, and beside him, a fellow countryman with a red scarf and a steel sword and cherry spear shouted something fearlessly as if he was enchanted, and swayed the sound of flesh and blood and life in the rain of bullets......

Under the interweaving of guns and fire, the flesh and blood of human beings were obviously extremely fragile, and seeing the compatriots around him fall in a pool of blood one by one in shock or shock, fear and helplessness suddenly surrounded Yang Meng.

Bang......

A golden bullet suddenly appeared in front of him, and grew larger and larger in the darkness until it swelled to the size of a fist......

Yang Meng tried hard to twitch his uncontrollable body, but he couldn't break free from the dark stiffness at all, seeing that the bullet was accompanied by a roaring gunshot, and finally shot into his body, the darkness in front of him was like a mirror, and it was blown to pieces in the pain.

Yes......

Bursts of tearing pain stirred from his abdomen, and Yang Meng's action of waking up from the coma suddenly froze, and his mind was chaotic, and he actually saw that he seemed to be really lying in a pool of blood, and his heart became more confused and frightened.

I remember that I only stayed up in front of the computer for two days and two nights, why did I become such a miserable appearance, my brain twitched and went crazy, and I faintly felt a little weird - the memory of another person kept flashing, what was going on?

The sharp pain in the waist and abdomen was definitely not just appendicitis, at least the chaotic and bloody scene at the moment made Yang Meng feel that the environment had changed......

"You're awake!"

A hoarse and low voice came from the side of Yang Meng's head, pulling his somewhat out-of-focus pupils back into reality......

After moving his dry and blood-red eyes, Yang Meng looked at the old man in front of him in a daze.

The old man looked to be in his fifties, and although his beard was gray, he was very energetic, and his slightly dark complexion and the red scarf he wore on his head made him look a little out of place.

Yang Meng blinked, and after confirming that the tall and mighty old man in front of him was definitely not the pit dad guide of the unfortunate plot in Infinite XX, he breathed a sigh of relief.

But maybe this breath was too loose, and before he could remember who this old man like a red turban army was from his chaotic memory, the sharp pain like a tearing wound drowned his consciousness again, and his mind shook a few times, and before he knew it, he fainted again.

In the fainting, he returned to the white mountains and black soil, the chubby martial arts tennis world that was messing around all day long, and those senior academic old otaku who loved martial arts, poured water and dived every day to shoot bricks;

Also in a fainting, he transformed into a young apprentice of the same name at the Baicaotang Pharmacy in Jinmen in the late Qing Dynasty, a silly, persistent and even somewhat fanatical martial arts enthusiast.

said that he was stupid, because he would walk more than 20 miles every day, just to go to the Tianjin Boxer Boxer Luzutang Boxing Stadium and learn martial arts from the brothers in the boxing stadium for free;

said that he was persistent, because he had squatted quietly on the platform for four days and four nights like a fool, just so that he could observe the masters of the three major inner boxing arenas of Xingyi Taiji Bagua practicing palm martial arts day and night;

said that he was fanatical, because when he saw his idol slashing Li and beating the provocative foreigner with a punch, he joined the most tragic, tragic and very ignorant organization in the late Qing Dynasty regardless of it.

The unlucky end of the Qing Dynasty, the future of the tragic and chaotic Republic of China, why would I be so unfortunate to wear this bitter stupid child, why can't I be lucky and have a king/eight good father like 'Li Gang'?

Tianjin Boxer Luzu Tang Tankou is close to the South Canal, because of the excellent geographical location, so when the Boxers from all counties in western Tianjin come to Tianjin, most of them will choose to settle here.

For example, Zhang Decheng, the leader of the 'first regiment in the world', Lin Hei'er, who is known as Huanglian's mother, and Liu Chengxiang, the senior brother of Qianzitan in the western suburbs, often led the martial arts masters under their command to gather here with Cao Futian, the senior brother of Tianjin General Altar, to perform martial arts here, so as to attract more poor people to join the Boxers.

The poor former pharmacy guy is a successful example of being attracted to join by the free martial arts taught by the Boxers, and he is probably the stupidest and most successful case among the 30,000 boxers in Tianjin.

The most infuriating thing is that when the front body knew that Shan Dao Li and his senior brother Cao Futian were preparing to attack the old dragon head train station at night, they ignored their age and clumsiness, and stupidly followed more than 2ooo people to run dozens of miles late at night.

With outnumbered enemies, coupled with a sneak attack, this time the operation was almost a hit, and even his predecessor was extremely lucky to kill 5oo Lao Mao Zibing, one of the wounded, but at the moment when he was now Master Li was shot black, he finally swung his stupid strength to the limit, and desperately used this small body like bean sprouts to block a shot for his idol.

Well, Yang Meng, who has some big nerves, accepted the reality happily but unhappily in his dream, accepted that his predecessor was stupid enough to cramp to block the gun, and guided the life of this unlucky crossing accident.

Of course, both generations were so enthusiastic about martial arts, and Yang Meng also began to have a great interest in the idol of his predecessor, "Single Dao Li".

Whether it is Yang Meng, a petty bourgeois otaku who has browsed a large number of national arts materials on the Internet, or the best brain-dead friend who has thrown himself into the five bodies of 'Single Knife Li', Yang Meng has determined the true identity of the old man, especially the mighty image that he just killed one person in ten steps in the station and left people bleeding without leaving his head, which made Yang Meng really worship this master of national arts who is over half a hundred years old.

Silk......

The pain of the wound reappeared so that the otaku, who had only suffered the pain of hemorrhoids surgery in his previous life, gradually recovered from his fainting and chaotic thoughts.

is different from the hard-working young man in the previous body, and now the soul hidden in this body is already an extremely obscene senior old otaku, this time, he did not open his eyes directly, but put aside why he would go through this technical problem, seize the time to sort out the chaotic memories in his mind, and prepare for the professional 'play' first.

It's a pity that he is already in another time and space, even if his brain activity has reached the point where he is now 3ooo, in the eyes of the real master of national arts beside him, he is obviously already in a state of recovering his basic sanity......

A warm palm stroked the upper part of the lower abdomen, and the hoarse and low voice sounded again: "I really woke up now, fortunately I didn't hurt my internal organs and muscles, why is this kid so stupid, and he used his body to block the gun for the old man!" ”

Although he seemed to blame on his lips, the pinprick and electric shock-like stimulation from the palm of his hand made Yang Meng suddenly fall into comfort and stunned.

The warm palm was still an inch away from the abdomen, but the strength was clearly vibrating around the wound, as the old man's palm stretched and contracted slightly in the air, Yang Meng felt that the flesh and skin of his abdomen also collapsed and swelled......

Belch......

If this old man knew what was going on in his head, he would probably be able to slap himself to death with one palm......

Extinguishing the obscenity of this otaku inertia in his mind, Yang Meng began to calm down and feel the changes in the wound, and then there was a weak heat, like an electric current rubbing in the wound, and in an equally extremely subtle shock and rubbing, it was actually a little itchy, and this feeling of numbness and soft itching, with the spread of the shock, also continued to spread to the bones, blood and even pores in the body.

Call......

The whole spine is numb as if it was electrocuted, and the pores of the whole body do not open and close one by one, one shivering, two shivering......

The whole person was strangely energetic in the bursts of shivering, and he endured the bursts of urine from his abdomen, Yang Meng's face gradually turned red, and a strange thought suddenly appeared in his obscene mind: "It turns out that you can play so well with shivers?" ”

Putting aside distracting thoughts, Yang Meng slowly opened his eyes according to the Oscar-level level, and tried his best to instantly switch his eyes that he thought were extremely sharp to a state of dementia......

"Could it be that this is a parallel time and space of high martial arts?"

A little suspicious in his heart, Yang Meng looked stupidly at the old man in the red scarf who was standing in front of him, stepping on some strange pile method, and he really didn't know whether to tell some jokes to spice up the air, or to keep being strict.

The residual electric shock between his waist and abdomen fluctuated again, and a certain fragment of his memory suddenly flashed in front of him, and Yang Meng finally chose to spit out a hoarse voice with difficulty: "Where is this?" Master Li? What is coming out of the palm of your hand, the legendary inner family true qi? ”

"Hehe......"

Master Li smiled a little dumbly, gently put away his wet palm, wiped the sweat flowing from the continuous expansion of the pores in his palm, and his gray beard moved slightly: "This silly boy, the sense of qi coming out of the old man's hand is called dark energy, which is to promote the flow of qi and blood in the body with his mind, and then cooperate with the pile method to induce a kind of energy generated by bone shock, although it is also falsely rumored to be an internal force by laymen many times, but in terms of efficacy, it is still biased towards attack and killing, if it can reach the realm of Lan Qi and Yun Shen Ancestor, It's so much easier to push blood through the uterus for you......"

Guo Yunshen ...... Ahem......

After confirming the guess in his heart, Yang Meng hurriedly coughed to hide the excitement in his heart, but he didn't expect that the old man not only didn't feel sorry for his awkward state, but even the pair of brilliant eyes softened more and more in the gaze: "Don't be afraid, child, when you recover from your injuries, it's not too late to tell you these martial arts anecdotes......"

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