Squeak –

On the wooden bed of a stone house, Zhao Zhou opened his eyes in a daze, saw the sun rising and the sky outside the window, turned over again, hula the quilt, and prepared to go back to sleep.

"That's not right! It's the eighth day of the new year today! ”

But as soon as he turned over like this, he suddenly realized that the New Year's holiday was over and he had to go to work today.

"I drank a little bit yesterday and was confused that I don't have to go to work today."

Zhao Zhou pushed away the quilt and got up sharply to sober up.

It was also at this time that he looked around the house and found that this was not his rental house, but a kind of stone house that he had never seen before.

The style looks like a late Qing period building in the 18th century.

"I remember going home and sleeping yesterday..."

Zhao Zhou lives in 2018 and is an employee of a small company, and he clearly remembers that on the last day of his New Year's holiday, he drank a few taels of wine alone in a small restaurant downstairs without relatives and no reason, and was slightly drunk, so he went home to sleep.

After falling asleep, the memory is fragmented.

When he woke up again, he found that he didn't know how he had come to this house from the Qing Dynasty.

"Could it be that you have crossed over?"

Zhao Zhou pondered and smiled, feeling more like he really drank too much yesterday, accidentally fell asleep on the street, and was carried here.

Thinking of this, he checked himself, and found that his clothes were wrinkled except for some wrinkles from sleeping, and there were no missing objects on his body, so he also put on his shoes and socks and walked to the wooden door.

"This one is quite antique, too."

Zhao Zhou looked at the wooden door, although he still had some doubts about how he came here, he also knew that he would be late if he didn't go to work.

So, with both hands, the wooden door opened with a "click", ready to find the owner of the house to thank him first, and then go to work.

However, before he could take a step, a voice suddenly sounded in the courtyard.

"Awake?"

There was an old man standing in the courtyard who was boxing, and when he heard the door, he turned to look at the puzzled Zhao Zhou and said, "It's not early at this time, it's time to wash and start practicing boxing."

"What kind of boxing?" The monk of Zhao Zhou's second uncle was puzzled, but thinking that maybe he fell asleep on the road after drinking too much, and was rescued by this old man back home, so he also smiled and thanked sincerely: "Thank you for this uncle."

After speaking, Zhao Zhou was afraid of being late, so he looked at the gate of the courtyard, raised his feet and left, ready to come back from work and thank others.

However, when the old man saw Zhao Zhou, he didn't seem to understand what he meant, and he also put away his fists.

"Martial artist, say one is one, I, Yang Luchan, taught you kung fu yesterday, and I will teach you today."

The old man who called himself Yang Luchan fell into words, and with a tiptoe hook, a basin-sized bluestone next to the well in the courtyard was picked up by him.

Then he put one hand up, "boom", the sleeve drove the wind, and slashed towards the bluestone, only to hear a crisp sound of "click", and this piece of bluestone more than ten centimeters thick was split into two sections by this "whip hand".

Whoop -

A section of rubble fell into the well, and with a pop, a few drops of water splashed and landed on the ground of the mud in the courtyard.

Yang Luchan was there, dusted his sleeves, except for some dust, just now the "force splitting Huashan" style, like cutting a piece of crispy soft rice cake.

When Zhao Zhou saw this scene, his heart was also tight, and he stood in place, motionless, and didn't want to go to work, staring at the bluestone that didn't look like a fake.

"I don't know how many people want to learn Yang Luchan's Tai Chi Kung Fu." Yang Luchan smiled and put up a fist again, like those uncles and aunts who were playing Tai Chi in the park, "You can do it, just lift your feet and leave." ”

As he spoke, seeing that Zhao Zhou was unmoved, he urged again: "It's not early, go wash up." After I teach you the kung fu of self-defense and standing on the pile, I will teach my group of apprentices. ”

"Yang Luchan?!" And Zhao Zhong heard the old man calling himself Yang Luchan, and saw the scene of splitting bluestone, but suddenly thought of the founder of Yang's Taijiquan, a "Yang Invincible" who fought all over the world in Beijing more than 100 years ago!

It is often said verbally that when you make a shot, you will see red, and you will succeed when you make a sound. is talking about this Grandmaster Yang, who shoots mercilessly, only deciding the winner, regardless of life or death.

"You are old Yang Luchan, Mr. Yang?!" Zhao Zhou asked carefully, his heart was pounding, and he felt that his joke about crossing over was really effective, and he dreamed back more than a hundred years ago.

"The old man is Yang Luchan."

Yang Luchan was also laughed at by Zhao Zhou's words, put away his fist and asked, "Why is there still a fake?"

"It's not.... This...."Zhao Zhou was speechless when asked, and he didn't know how to describe his tangled mood at this time.

"Let's go outside and have a look...."

It was also at this time that Zhao Zhou was uncertain in his heart, wondering if he wanted to go outside the hospital to see if he had really traveled to the late Qing Dynasty.

Suddenly, there seemed to be a "ding" sound, echoing in his mind.

A chime followed in his mind.

[Walk through the Heavens System to find the person who created Zhong Tiandi, and activate the function option after 12 hours]

At the same time, before Zhao Zhou could recover from the system's reaction, a memory also came to Zhao Zhou as the electronic sound fell.

When his memories were sorted out, he also knew why he came here, and why this Grandmaster Yang taught him the art of the country.

Originally.

When Zhao Zhou went home after drinking last night, he accidentally stepped on a piece of bubble gum, rubbed it twice, and took it home.

But Zhao Zhou's physical fitness is not high, and after choosing Zhao Zhou, the system thought about him and prepared a late Qing Dynasty crossing for him, wanting him to learn a few skills for self-defense.

It is said that it is self-defense, perhaps for the current martial arts world, kung fu is to strengthen the body.

But at this time in the late Qing Dynasty, kung fu and moves were used to kill people. One move and one style, all of them are to greet the death hole, and strive to kill with one blow.

This is also why the national art master rarely accepts apprentices, for fear that the apprentices will accidentally kill someone outside and cause trouble, and they will implicate themselves.

And why did Yang Luchan teach Zhao Zhou's national arts. It was this system of crossing the heavens that arranged a memory for Yang Luchan, and also arranged an identity for him in order to allow Zhao Zhou to integrate into this world as soon as possible.

That is, Zhao Zhou is a person from other provinces and a returned overseas Chinese, which explains why Zhao Zhou has short hair and short sleeves, which is different from the dress of this period.

In Yang Luchan's memory, Zhao Zhou passed by here yesterday and saw a few Lai Pi bullying a vendor in the market.

Thereupon.

In Yang Luchan's memory, Zhao Zhou was uneven and went up to theorize. It's a pity that it's not that the other party is too powerful, doesn't listen to reason, and just wants to do it.

It was also at this time that Zhao Zhou was about to start with Laipi, when Yang Luchan happened to pass by, settled the matter in a few moves, and also knew what happened from the vendors.

Subsequently, Yang Luchan praised Zhao Zhou's heart of hoeing the strong and helping the weak, and then under the operation of the system, Yang Luchan decided to teach Zhao Zhou one or two kung fu to let him use it for self-defense.

.....

"Although the plot of the system is old-fashioned, it seems to be quite practical...."

Now, Zhao Zhou has accepted this memory, and he also sighed at the heart of the people, so he went with the situation, took one step at a time, and prepared to learn the national art first and improve his martial arts.

"Wait for the system to turn on at night, and then ask when you can go back...."

He fetched some water by the well, washed his hands and face, and came to Yang Luchan, expecting the system, and being even more curious about the national arts, as if he had been scratched by a cat.

"Zhao Shaoxia, yesterday's incident was really chivalrous." Yang Luchan saw Zhao Zhou coming over and praised yesterday's events.

"Eliminate violence and peace, and do my duty for my generation!"

Now that the memories have been arranged, in order not to cause any trouble, Zhao Zhou also nodded meaningfully, with a chivalrous demeanor in ancient times, which made Yang Luchan deeply relieved and decided to pass on a few more hands.

"Zhao Shaoxia is so benevolent and righteous, I can't hide more secrets." Under the influence of the system, Yang Lu's Zen boxing frame was opened, fast talking, teaching by word and deed, "Yang's Tai Chi pays attention to the outer softness and inner rigidity, the hidden needle in the cotton, the hidden but not exposed, and the shape not revealed." ”

Bang Bang –

Nearly half a step ahead, Yang Luchan's wide practice clothes, both hands clenched into fists, and the air was squeezed by the sleeves of the sleeves.

"If you learn martial arts late, I will teach you a few Tai Chi killing moves first, as a way of self-defense."

As he spoke, he raised his fists flatly, smashed inward, and suddenly turned his palms inward, and there was a "snap", which was different from the usual applause of both hands, but like the crisp sound of firecrackers, which made Zhao Zhou's ears beside him "ring" for a few breaths.

"This style is a double-peaked piercing move, falling, whether it is a fist with both hands, turning into a palm, hitting people's ears, the strength is vigorous, it is either dead or disabled. Use it with caution in the future, if something happens and someone is killed, don't mention my name. After Yang Luchan finished this fight, his expression did not move, he turned around and lunged, his fist retracted forward, and he turned around and moved the block.

"Crackling", the strong wind suddenly rose, this move was played by the strength of the body alone, and the strength used was the same as the strength he used to smash the bluestone, fierce and incomparable!

The two powerful killing moves, the movements are coherent and natural.

"Is this learning self-defense? Or is it taught to kill? Zhao Zhou's eyelids jumped as he watched from the side, and found that the moves practiced by Yang Luchan were either to the temples, or to the throat and crotch.

Coupled with Yang Luchan's strong fist style, it is in response to that sentence, split the throat up, hit the yin down, hit the ribs in the middle and be careful, go like cotton, return like steel. The high shelf, the low shelf, the middle entanglement, it is difficult to parry!