So, naturally, I spent most of the summer vacation with the crazy old man at home in the city.

For most of the summer, I have to do less laundry and cooking every day, but I have a few more things to do.

That is hand duel, charms, step gangs, etc.

The reading of the Tao Te Ching, which used to be required every day, has become the recitation of mantras.

The spells were of all lengths, but to me, they were basically jerky. In particular, the tone of the mantra is different, and the recitation should be accompanied by contemplation.

At the end of the first day, I was exhausted and felt a dull pain in the trigeminal nerve.

If the mantra with the drawing talisman and the hand duel is my spiritual tempering, then the hand duel and the step gang are the destruction of my body.

Ordinary people feel very powerful when they see the hand-to-hand, but they can't say where it is.

In fact, the hand duel is the seal, and the various shapes that seem to be "acrobatic" made by the hand duel are sealed, and with the corresponding spells, they can play the role of the hand duel.

But it was these hand-to-hand decisions that often made my fingers cramp and painful.

In the days of studying these, I came to the conclusion that learning Taoism and magic is the same as learning language and mathematics.

Some of the secret words in the charm are like those English words. But it's much more complicated than English, and some of them mean more than one word.

And most of the formations are related to numbers, and pay attention to individual calculation ability.

Not to mention the language, in addition to practicing these, I also have to read a lot of ancient books every day.

These ancient books are all the treasures of the crazy old man.

I heard him talk about it once, these ancient books were collected by my ancestors, and then passed on to the crazy old man. The crazy old man was so familiar with these ancient books that he could memorize every page and line.

When the crazy old man handed me a few ancient books, the front and back covers of those ancient books were already dirty, but fortunately, the contents were not missing or damaged, which shows how much the crazy old man cherishes them.

Along with a few ancient books, there were a few pieces of jade.

According to the meaning of the crazy old man, let me nurture these jades by myself, and after a long time, these jades will become spiritual jade, which can help me prevent small disasters.

That's a lot of fun, but I'm not very interested in these artifacts or anything.

The only thing I was interested in was the mad old man's technique, but the mad old man refused to teach me. Every time, he said: "I don't even have skills, and I still want spells?" Give me a good foundation! "And he sent it away.

In fact, these are the things that don't make me the most painful, and the most painful thing for me is that there is no yard in the city!

Originally, I thought that my home was not a big place and there was no yard, so I could not get up so early every morning to do Tai Chi and Baduanjin.

But I can't stand the crazy old man, who is familiar with the city! He already knew that there was a park not far from my house. Every morning, there will be a group of grandparents and grandmothers, exercising in the park.

So the first morning after I got home, I joined the group of grandparents and grandparents.

This is a new story for these elderly people who live nearby.

Then every day I have to finish a whole set of Tai Chi under the gaze of these old people, as well as Baduanjin.

At first, I was very shy when they looked at me all over. But over time, at the urging of the crazy old man, I gradually became acquainted with them.

Every morning, when I go to the park, I always have to say hello to them one by one, and they will respond very enthusiastically: "Zhengyi is here, are you still doing Tai Chi today?" ”

Yes, these old people are very affectionate and call me Zhengyi. Over time, when I started boxing, they would follow me and practice with me.

Since the crazy old man taught me all the things to strengthen my body, they didn't learn much. The most important thing is what the crazy old man taught me, the breathing method used with the fist method, which I can't teach them.

In this way, every day was spent in practice, until one morning, when there was still about half a month before the end of the summer vacation.

I was practicing Tai Chi and Baduanjin in the park downstairs, and the crazy old man was not behind me to supervise me.

When I was done practicing and was about to go home to practice hand-duel charms and the like, the crazy old man came up from the park gate.

I looked at it and froze.

The crazy old man on weekdays has always been a sloppy image, and his hair is sometimes washed once every few weeks, taking a bath? Then wait another month or two!

And how many good clothes my mother bought him, but the next day, each one was either a hole in the place, or a large piece of oil stain that I don't know where it came from.

This old man is also not hygienic, wearing my mother's clean clothes, and the clothes can be full of rice grains and vegetable soup in one meal.

The old man was not particular about it, and he picked up and ate the rice sticking to his clothes, and he still muttered: "Don't waste food!" ”

Such an old man, he actually wore a whole set today, I don't know where he got a black suit, a white shirt underneath, and a green bow tie.

The hair was also combed into a large back, and the most popular "mousse" of the time was made, and the whole hair was hard and shiny in the sun.

The most special thing is that he actually wore a pair of rimmed gold wire glasses! With a pen pinned to the chest of his suit, and that dignified-looking face, there is really a hint of leadership.

The crazy old man's outfit always feels familiar to me.

I remember!

In this summer vacation, one day when the crazy old man and I came back from morning class, there was a team of relatives standing downstairs in our house, and the crazy old man and I loved to join in the fun, so we kept crowding in the crowd waiting for the bride and groom to come out.

The groom is dressed like this! It's just that the bridegroom has another flower in his breast pocket, and the crazy old man has another pen......

"Master, are you going to get married? Who is my wife? ”

When I was young at the time, when I saw the crazy old man, I naturally remembered that the last person I saw dressed like this was the groom. So, doesn't that correspond?

The crazy old man, who was walking with his head held high, was shouted by me in front of the public, and he hurriedly walked over and knocked a chestnut on my head.

"What a shout! Who wants to get married? Hurry home and take a shower, and then come with me. ”

I said "ouch", then rubbed his sore head, and said puzzledly: "Didn't the groom wear it like this last time?" ”

The crazy old man was speechless for a while, the corners of his mouth twitched unconsciously for a long time, and then he put his hand behind his back, turned around and left: "Little children don't understand fashion!" ”