"Take another sip"

Xu Fei opened his eyes, and a cup of tea with a strong bitter taste was delivered under his nose. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

It's the security guard who lives across from him, Uncle Liu!

This is the first time Xu Fei has seen Uncle Liu's face so closely, if this can also be called a face, it seems that he usually looks at how bright the moon is, if he uses a telescope, he will find that the moon is pitted and barren.

In the same way, Xu Fei saw Uncle Liu last time during dinner, cutting vegetables and stir-frying, giving people a very warm feeling, but this time, Xu Fei was really frightened by the criss-crossing faces.

He blinked quickly and took a sharp sip of bitter tea, suppressing his shock.

"Thank you, Uncle Liu!"

Xu Fei recovered a little bit of his thoughts, and when he saw the dense beads of sweat on Uncle Liu's forehead, he knew that it was not simple.

Uncle Liu took back the teacup and looked at Xu Fei calmly with cloudy eyes, as if he had fallen into some kind of memory.

"You're badly hurt"

Xu Fei listened, nodded hurriedly, and waited for the following.

"But you don't have any external injuries"

Uncle Liu said in a peculiar tone.

"I'm an internal injury"

The tone of Xu Fei's sentence is inaudible to others, whether it is a declarative sentence, a rhetorical question, or a rhetorical question.

"How old are you?"

"Eleven, two" Xu Fei heard Uncle Liu's tone turn cold, and he didn't know whether he was a young man or a real year.

"How many years have you been practicing?"

"Ahh Xu Fei's heart jumped, could it be that Uncle Liu is a master of qi training?

"Where are you from?"

"I grew up in the mountains" Xu Fei told his experience, and Uncle Liu listened, and his eyes suddenly changed.

"On the mountain? Who did you learn hard qigong from? ”

Hard Qigong? No way!

Xu Fei shook his head secretly, the benefits of these ten years of cultivation to the body are obvious, and it is not hard qigong at all.

Uncle Liu pressed an acupuncture point on Xu Fei's arm, and the force was not big or small, but as soon as Xu Fei grinned, his entire arm was crispy and numb.

"Half-hanger level, no breath, no smoothness, no breath to the bottom, no matter how good your muscles and bones are tempered, there is no use for half of it."

When Uncle Liu mentioned hard qigong, although his words were all accusatory, his cold tone softened again, and his expression changed slightly.

It seems that this hard qigong is similar to the qi that he cultivates, and it is even related to the smoothness of qi.

Thinking of this, Xu Fei took a serious look at this person who didn't like words and hid himself under his ugly face.

Xu Fei finally understood that there would always be something strange when he rested at night, and it should be influenced by this person.

Zhang Lao said that people have qi, and when the qi in the body lasts for a long time and the qi runs through like a rainbow, it has the momentum of the host, and the aura is natural.

This powerful aura is that it can influence the behavior of others, and there are even rumors that a roar scares away thousands of troops.

Master! Absolute masters!

Xu Fei swallowed his saliva, people with their own aura are basically only seen from books, or heard from others, and now there is a living person in front of him, so unreal.

"Uncle Liu, it turns out that I practice hard qigong, I don't even know!" Xu Fei pretended to be surprised.

"It turns out that your master hasn't told you, no wonder, like us who practice martial arts, generally practice foreign kung fu, like we exercise our body with breathing, and rely on our physical body to resist foreign objects, which is called hard qigong!"

"Oh, then why so few people practice this kung fu?"

"Hey" Uncle Liu sighed, really full of anger, "Like you who have been practicing since childhood, it's not half a catty or eight taels, the pain of practicing martial arts, the length of practicing martial arts, the tiredness of practicing martial arts, it's difficult, a little careless injury to the muscles and bones, it's a pity that my white tiger paste is used up, otherwise you will get better faster!" ”

"Then Uncle Liu, you come to be my teacher!" Xu Fei is particularly looking forward to it, what he lacks now is a teacher, the style of Zhang Lao's teaching on the mountain is more elegant, every time he is like herding sheep, how much can he comprehend, usually ask a question, and the answer is very profound and obscure.

If there was one more teacher, it would not have become the passive situation it is today.

"The teacher is famous, the teacher has a door, I am young now, remember your own sect in the future, and be a teacher for one day and a father for life."

Uncle Liu's expression was cold again, so frightened that Xu Fei didn't dare to speak.

"Take this bag of tea back to drink, avoid excessive exercise these days, and I'll give you another massage tomorrow, but the symptoms are not cured, and if the qi is not good, the heart is not smooth, and it is best to go with the flow."

The expression on Uncle Liu's face was as if the system had been reset, and he returned to his usual coldness.

Xu Fei took the tea bag, the portion was not much, it was packed in a small black bag, and then he reluctantly bowed to Uncle Liu, and Xu Fei, who was in pain, gritted his teeth.

As soon as I opened the door of my house, I heard the angry singer Zhou singing while playing the guitar, fortunately, the house here is well soundproofed, otherwise it will anger Uncle Liu, and an iron sand palm will smash your guitar.

"It's back!" Guo Qizhou put down his guitar and walked out of the house, still carrying half a bag of bright red cherries in his hand, "You eat some, my sister sent it, it's quite sweet." ”

As soon as he saw the food, Xu Fei suddenly felt that his legs didn't hurt anymore, and his waist didn't hurt anymore, so he picked a cherry and stuffed it into his mouth.

It doesn't matter if he eats this, he immediately forced Xu Fei's hunger out of the pang of hunger, and then he suddenly thought of something, turned out the packaged fried rice, and took two big mouthfuls in his mouth, it would be better if there was a braised vegetable.

In fact, Xu Fei is not a strict foodie, but if he continues to eat like this, he will be one day.

After eating and drinking, Xu Fei did not choose to wash, but closed his door, meditated on the bed and got angry - from the transformation of food but qi, these days are simply terrible, and the rhythm of the past has been disrupted!

In Xu Fei's body, the first to produce qi was the acupuncture points that were beaten by Uncle Liu, and there seemed to be some kind of connection between these acupuncture points, but the qi of these acupuncture points was not connected together.

Although the qi between the acupuncture points does not form a cycle, these qi are also flowing slowly, but this cycle is a little different - it is completely the instinct of the body, that is, the place where the person lives a breath, if the qi is interrupted, he will say goodbye.

Repair, consumption, Xu Fei woke up from hunger again, the effect was very significant, the muscle soreness was significantly lightened, but some places seemed to be stagnant, and the gang was not better for a while.

Look at the time, it's early in the morning, wash up, I have to catch up with class tomorrow.

"You're still singing!" Xu Fei was a little surprised.

"I'm sorry, I'll be quiet," Guo Qizhou finished speaking, and the voice was really inaudible.

I can't see that Zhou is working hard, which is different from the image of the singer in Xu Fei's usual mind, it stands to reason that they should make TV series, make movies, and create scandals...... Instead of snuggling up at home and singing.