"Oh, Sun Wukong turned over 108,000 miles with a somersault, but he still couldn't escape from the palm of the Buddha, this is the so-called brine tofu - one thing to one thing." Knowing that the case was finally ended like this, Sun Dong said with a smile, doesn't this look like the storyline in the novel "Journey to the West"? On the way to learn the scriptures, I met a monster with high skills, and I couldn't run away if I couldn't beat it, so I sued the owner of the monster, and as long as the master came out, all the troubles would be solved effortlessly, and it was difficult to calculate the ninety-nine eighty-one difficulties on the way to learn the scriptures, at least half of them were similar situations, thinking of the story told by the uncle of the Qi family, I have to say that the one who wrote "Journey to the West" has a life.

"Hehe, it's great that things can be solved like this. Being caught by his own family and sent to the government can also be regarded as surrendering, although the sentence to prison and hard labor is inevitable, fortunately, a life can be saved. But then again, what does this have to do with mad brother? Second Master Qi first sighed, and then asked puzzled-indeed, so far, I really can't see that this case has any connection with the drunkard's amnesia.

"Haha, of course it matters, let me ask you, that snitch saw that I was from the rivers and lakes, and he was afraid that I would find out, so he didn't dare to use his own kung fu to fight with me at first, why did he use it in the end?" The uncle of the Qi family laughed, so he asked a few people mysteriously.

"Uh" these people are all chess experts, and if you talk about poetry, you can deal with it, but when it comes to martial arts and kung fu, it's basically a rolling pin blowing fire - you don't know anything.

"You seem to have said that reinforcements were about to arrive, and he was afraid of being surrounded, so he had to use his best skills to get rid of your entanglement. Just like us chess players, everyone has their own secret moves, but those methods are generally only used in very important chess games, if the opponent is not strong, or the chess game is not very important, then even if the conditions used on the board are suitable. It may not be used, so as not to use it too many times, and when it comes to the really important chess game, the move loses its concealment. Sun Dong explained tentatively.

"Hehe, that's right, a person's potential is often only stimulated when he feels pressure, although the situation of a martial artist is not exactly the same as your chess player, but it is not too much different, once you are really threatened, you will involuntarily use your strongest and best moves, the reason is also very simple. Because all the tricks to save life are practiced by martial artists after countless hard training, sweat and even blood, and have long become the instinctive reaction of the body, and they don't even go through the human brain when they are used. Uncle Qi explained with a smile.

"Well, that makes sense." After hearing this, the three of them felt justified and nodded again and again.

"So what?" Second Master Qi asked--he knew very well that his eldest brother was not the kind of unreliable person, and he must have an idea in telling this story.

"Hehe, the mad brother has lost his memory, so he can't remember his past. I don't remember the martial arts I practiced, but some memories have become instinctive, but they haven't been discovered yet. Instinct is something that can be revived as long as it is stimulated in some way. It's like a warrior who can't help but use his strongest and most proficient moves when faced with a threat of life and death. Just now, the mad brother tried to move his fists and feet, but he hadn't practiced for a long time, and he couldn't remember those moves. There is no discipline in boxing and kicking, and it is no different from an ordinary person, so I think. It is only when a threat is felt that those instinctive moves can be remembered again. Uncle Qi said with a smile.

"Uh, what do you mean, you don't want to fight with the mad brother, right?" In the end, he is a brother, although he can't practice martial arts because of physical problems, but he still knows some common sense.

"Hehe, yes, crazy brother, let's do activities together." Uncle Qi said with a smile, got up from his seat, his coat had been taken off just now and thrown aside, but he didn't have to work hard.

"Ahh Where's that? The drunkard was taken aback, not to mention whether he had really practiced martial arts, the depth of kung fu, the height and weight of the two people alone were not an order of magnitude, and the Qi family's uncle clenched his fist like a small bowl, almost a circle larger than his own, if this was on his body, he would have to squirt out a mouthful of blood.

"Hehe, don't worry, I have a sense of proportion under my hands." Uncle Qi said with a confident smile, he has practiced martial arts for twenty or thirty years, and he is good at fist and foot kung fu, not to mention the invincible opponents all over the world, but the person who can beat him is estimated to be able to count it on one hand, and the drunkard who has lost his kung fu for seven or eight years is not like playing, I'm afraid that standing still, just being beaten and not fighting back, the drunkard can't hurt him half a point just by his foot fists, right?

"Really?" Although the other party made a promise, the drunkard still muttered a little in his heart.

"Of course it's true, can't you trust my skills? Hehe, yes, after all, you haven't seen my real kung fu, so I'll show my hand first. Uncle Qi said with a smile, he knew what the other party was worried about, if he didn't show some real skills and let the other party have confidence in his own kung fu, then it would be impossible to let the other party accept his own test.

After saying that, the uncle of the Qi family looked around, as if he was looking for props suitable for him to show his martial arts, and suddenly saw a black chicken soup on the table, and suddenly had an idea in his heart.

"Qi Fu." He shouted.

"It's the big master, what do you command?" Although it is a family member in the second master's mansion, it also counts when the uncle speaks here, and Qi Fu, who has been standing by the side and waiting, hurriedly responded.

"Go and get two eggs, raw, not boiled." Uncle Qi commanded.

"Yes." Qi Fu replied, and immediately turned around and went downstairs to make arrangements, there is no need to ask the second master for instructions on trivial matters like this, there are such things as eggs in the kitchen, not to mention three, even thirty is more than enough.

"Heh, big brother, what do you want to perform?" Second Master Qi asked with a smile.

"Haha, don't worry, I won't let you down." Uncle Qi replied with a smile - if you say it now, will there be any mystery in the performance later?

The kitchen is next door to Zuixian Pavilion, otherwise how can we ensure that the freshly cooked dishes can be served to the table in the shortest possible time? Qi Fu came back shortly after going downstairs, holding three eggs in his hand, these three eggs were obviously carefully selected, not only big, but even more rare is that the size is the same, if they are mixed together, it is estimated that no one can tell which is which.

"Sir, the eggs are here." Qi Fuyu reported. (To be continued......)