Volume 1 The Rise of the Apostles 2.The Afternoon Day
After visiting several shopping malls, Luo Wei, who has often exercised beyond ordinary people, actually feels a little sore in his legs and feet. He carried a packed gift box and returned to his apartment.
"Iris confirmed, 601 residents, welcome home." At the exterior door of the apartment, a line of words is displayed on the screen below the iris scanner, and the metal door of the apartment automatically opens to both sides.
As a martial artist - an exerciser who surpasses the limits of the human body through exercising and practicing martial arts kung fu, usually, in order to exercise his physique, Luo Wei can try not to use those convenient modern transportation technologies, so the painting style on the sixth floor in one breath is like this - "Huh, hey, hey!" β
Luo Wei jumped on the guardrail on the side of the stairs, then turned his body slightly, dodged the stairs, and then jumped up to the guardrail above - eleven seconds, Luo Wei was at the door of the house.
This kind of safety exit for people who are tired and tired to climb up is usually rarely visited, so Luo Wei dares to be so bold. If an aunt suddenly appeared on the side of the stairs, maybe Luo Wei would have to shrink back - "Young man, don't jump, it's dangerous!" - Luo Wei could probably guess the cordial advice of those enthusiastic aunts of the Chaoyang Neighborhood Committee.
Looking at the closed apartment door at No. 602 on the side, Luo Wei said to himself: "Let's give that girl tomorrow, after all, she will officially celebrate her birthday tomorrow." I'm 13 years old, and I'm almost as old as me. Tsk, but there... It's still too small, why isn't she long, it's not 'hot' at all! β
Thinking of the word HOT, Luo Wei suddenly appeared in his mind for some reason - the one I met on the Capital Pedestrian Street, with a proud and eccentric personality, but- big breasts, thin legs...
"Gollum." Luo Wei swallowed his saliva, then shook his head desperately, sighed and said: "Forget it, forget it, don't think about it, quit color!" The body can't mess around, the body of a warrior is very important! β
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"Iris confirmation, master, welcome home." The door of room 601 opened automatically, and after Luo Wei entered the house, it closed automatically.
After Luo Wei entered the house, the lights in the entrance and living room slowly turned on automatically.
Luo Wei casually threw the gifts bought by the neighbor girl on the shoe cabinet, took off his shoes, and went into the house barefoot.
In the house, Luo Wei's living room is surrounded by many handicrafts - ivory carvings, wood carvings, porcelain plates, masks, etc., which are somewhat messy, but full of unusual and exotic cultural atmosphere.
"Music!" Rowe commanded from the empty living room. Immediately, the sound of retro rock metal instruments colliding came from the recessed speakers in the four corners of the living room. Rowe likes retro rock, and feels that even after more than a hundred years, those sounds are still shocking-
"I'm tired of being what you want me to be.
Feeling so faithless, lost under the surface
Don't know what you're expecting of me
Put under the pressure of walking in your shoesβ"
"Every step that I take is another mistake to youβ"
"I've become so numb, I can't feel you thereβ"
"Tsk, I'm lucky today, the first random song when I go home is "Numb". Well, get ready β workout! Rowe moved in the living room and took a deep breath.
Removing the studs, taking off the overall gray jacket with a simple design, then taking off the white T-shirt, and finally taking off the canvas trousers, Rowe was left with only a pair of boxer shorts on his body. Although Luo Wei's muscles are not yet fully formed because of his young age, his upper and lower muscles are clearly defined, and his lower abdominal eight-pack abs are like neatly arranged Q-bomb pudding squares.
After stretching and other preparatory exercises, Luo Wei began his formal martial arts practice.
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"From today on, you are a registered disciple of Wudang Taijimen, and because you are an 'apostle', I cannot personally grant you an official disciple seat. But listen well, Rovi! Even if you are a registered disciple, as long as you do not follow the rules of the door, have any trespassing, and violate the Taiji martial arts of our sect, then - I will still deal with you with strict door rules, and even expel you from the door wall! Do you understand?! "The middle-aged white beard was on the top of Wudang Mountain, and said sternly to Luo Wei.
"Yes, master!" A seven-year-old boy wearing a white Taijitu martial arts uniform also had a serious face and responded seriously.
"So, first, horse step! An hour! You are still too young to practice more, but you must remember that the martial artist himself is far beyond the physical limit of ordinary people! Hang it out! β
"Kick the right step and keep the body straight!"
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"What's the third rule of the door, Rowe?"
"Acting chivalrous and righteous, regardless of return!"
"Fourth?"
"Hmm... Don't steal, don't rob, the way of a gentleman..."
"Then where did you get your chicken leg last night?!"
"Stop! Stinky boy, don't run! See if I don't kill you today! β
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In the center of the living room, empty, there is no useless thing like a coffee table in Luo Wei's house, and only those who know him well can enter his door; And people who know him well don't have to sit at the coffee table and politely greet each other.
At this time, Luo Wei was in the center of the living room, standing upside down with three fingers and one hand, and he was now oozing with grease sweat, and the sweat carved the lines of his body more obviously.
This practice, known as handstand meditation, is a way for all martial artists to concentrate their "qi" and strength, and likewise, it will increase the concentration of the martial artist and be very beneficial to the soul.
"Zen" originally originated from Buddhism. However, after more than 100 years of further integration, although there are still sects of mortal warriors, they themselves belong to the same side and benefit each other. As a result, many of the practices that were originally practiced by different schools are allowed to be listened to, studied, and adopted by one school in one school.
"Promoting martial arts together" is the highest purpose of the Martial Arts Alliance today.
Rowe closed his eyes and let the sweat slip from his forehead into his hair and then drip from the ends.
Opening his eyes, Rowe bent his arms, somersaulted, and then stood in the living room. "Whew~" Luo Wei, who was a little exhausted, let out a sigh.
Looking at the room that seemed empty under the light, Luo Wei's mood was a little low. In a trance, Luo Wei went back to the days when he was still practicing martial arts in Wudang Mountain two years ago - thinking of those brothers and sisters who were almost older than him, but at the same time would not reject him because of his status as an "apostle", thinking of them climbing to the top of the mountain at sunrise together, practicing the "Tai Chi Dance" together in the clouds and mist, and thinking of the fun between the mountains and rivers at noon...
"I really want to go back... Before I knew it, I had been back for two years..."In the past, when he was still practicing in Wudang Mountain, it was not that he had never returned to Yanjing, but it was only for a short time. And since he came to Wudang Mountain to live a few years of dull and natural life, he has become more and more unaccustomed to the bustling, noisy and indifferent city of the world he should be in the world.
"Bang, bang, bang!" There was a quick and rude knock on the door.
Luo Wei smiled towards the door, "Fortunately, there are still some friends here!" β
"Music off."
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The projection screen showing the doorway scene was projected onto the wall of the living room, which was dedicated to displaying video. On the screen, a flat-chested short-haired girl who looks similar to Luo Wei - it is Luo Wei's childhood sweetheart, Ai Shuyin. However, when Luo Wei saw another beautiful figure behind Ai Shuyin, his mood became a little complicated... How to say it, young people have some love fantasies about their big sisters, and that is Luo Wei's fantasy object; And the other mood is a little daunting...
She is also Rowe's governess.
Luo Wei sighed, and still used the voice communication system connected to the living room and the door to inform the two beauties, one big and one small, and so on.
Luo Wei packed up his clothes, quickly took a shower, and changed into the casual clothes he was wearing at home before informing the housekeeper system to open the door.
"Open the door, Jarvis." Luo Wei commanded the housekeeper system.
"What are you doing, Luo Wei, dare me to wait so long, don't you want to pretend that no one is there again, and then run away from your tutor?" As soon as she entered the door, the flat-chested Ai Shuyin frowned slightly. She wore her hair curled and wore her own slippers and came straight in.
"Didn't I just tell you 'wait a minute', how can you pretend that no one is there, you think I am somebody!" Luo Wei raised his head with his chest straight, quite a momentum of "walking all over the world with reason".
"Huh! This is - you bought me a birthday present? Ai Shuyin was unceremoniously, picked up the gift box on the shoe cabinet and looked left and right, eager to open it.
"Since you're here now, let's take it back directly, I'll knock on the door and give it to you tomorrow." Luo Wei waved his hand.
"Whew! You're really not particular about it, you know I'm going to come in, but you don't hide my gifts? Now it's okay, I see it, it's going to be opened in advance, and there's no atmosphere at all! Ai Shuyin said with a petty temperament.
"You can open it again tomorrow!"
"I can still hold back when I see it, really, stupid Rowe!" Ai Shuyin stuck out her tongue at Luo Wei and said.
Taking advantage of the quarrel between the two, a melon-faced goddess about nineteen years old, slender but well-proportioned and natural, with long black hair in half coils, and full of gentle and bookish atmosphere, had already changed out of her white high heels, changed into household slippers, and entered the living room of Luo Wei's house.
"That, that, Sister Yingying, good afternoon." Every time he saw Yingsheng, who seemed to be full of feminine brilliance, Luo Wei's face would first become hot, and his tone would become soft.
"Whew! Pervert 'carrot head'! Ai Shuyin, who saw Luo Wei's deferential appearance, said disdainfully.
Luo Wei awkwardly touched his left ear, but did not touch the obsidian stud earrings he was familiar with, and then he remembered that he had just taken a shower and had not had time to put them on.
"Bad boy!" Seeing Luo Wei's movements, Ai Shuyin knew that he wanted to touch his earrings.
"It's... Personality! β
Ying Sheng bent down to put the teaching materials on the sofa, slightly coiled the strand of hair that fell on her shoulders behind her ear, and listened to the two arguing with a smile. And on her delicate left ear is a small diamond drop that sparkles with a sparkle of light.
"Good afternoon, Little Vy."
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