After coming out, I was going to sleep, but looking at the sky that was already slightly red, I thought about it, anyway, I slept in the car for a while last night, but I didn't feel sleepy.

After a stroll in the big yard, I met some old people on the road, who looked like goosebumps, and they were almost buried in the loess to their necks, but they moved very quickly and did not use crutches.

These people are very friendly, they all smiled and nodded when they saw me, as a newcomer, it is very good for people to be polite to me, and I am naturally full of courtesy, and I greet them like Li Yuncong.

Suddenly, I saw an old man in a long shirt on the lawn not far away, slowly doing Tai Chi, but the posture was completely different from that of the old men and ladies in the park, it was very strange, and I had never seen it before.

In the past, when Tai Chi Grandmaster and Jet Li's Tai Chi Zhang Sanfeng were broadcast on TV, I was very obsessed with Tai Chi for a while, and I went to Chenjiagou in Wen County to learn the art.

It's a pity that my qualifications are too stupid, plus Tai Chi focuses on internal force and inch strength, for the cultivation of internal force, I don't know anything, plus people hide private, I am an outsider, it would be good to learn a little tricks, as for the strength skills inside, people refuse to teach, I naturally can't be self-taught, and finally I only learned a few tricks to bluff people and came back.

Despite this, I have been chattering in my circle of friends for a while, and in any case, my Tai Chi starting style is still quite presentable, although it is not lethal, but it really looks like that.

At this time, I saw someone doing Tai Chi, so I naturally wanted to steal the teacher on the side, first, to learn other people's power skills, and secondly, to verify the difference between myself and others.

I sat down on a stone drum nearby, and the more I looked at it, the more I felt incredible, every move of his was so chic, and his movements were like flowing water, but none of those moves were familiar to me.

There are a few tricks in Tai Chi, even people who don't understand can see some clues, such as the rhinoceros looking at the moon, which is a lunge twisting the waist and swinging the arm, which is a trick to deal with the sneak attack behind you.

Another example is the white crane wings, such as sealing, holding the tail of the bird, etc., these moves have long been the moves of the bad street, due to the popularity of Taijiquan, anyone who has seen some can guess the name of the move from the action.

What's more, there is a connection between these moves, and the starting style of each move is closely related to the end of the previous move, so as long as you understand the moves, you can guess what the next move is.

But I really can't understand the Tai Chi played by the old man in front of me, and I obviously think the next move should be like, but what he plays is often movements that I don't know.

A quarter of an hour later, the sky gradually brightened, and although the sun had not yet risen, there were already faint signs of dawn, and the sky was blue, and the starlight was no longer visible.

At this time, the old man's movements began to speed up, a move is like a move, endless, like a surging river, I can't stop it at all, I look dizzy, I can't help but cheer lightly.

As we all know, Tai Chi is to play fast with slow, to overcome rigidity with softness, and generally there is no fast action when playing Tai Chi, but the old man violated the law of Tai Chi at this time, and he played extremely fast.

At first, there was no momentum, but gradually, the fist came out with the wind, and there was a whistling fist wind in my ears, and Tai Chi reaching this level can already be regarded as the standard of a generation of grandmasters.

Gradually, I seemed to hear the sound of golden drums in unison, and the sound seemed to be a monstrous wave coming towards me, and the air around me was also driven by the punch wind, and the dead branches and leaves fluttered with the fist wind.

I was stunned, is there such a master in this world? It's incredible, the air flow around the boxing of those master masters on TV is all blown up by blowers, and some are even synthesized in the later stage, and it is not at all the shocking scene of this kind of live broadcast in front of me.

Gradually, I couldn't see the old man's movements clearly, I only felt that the old man seemed to have become a thousand hands, and there were his palms everywhere, and the cold wind blew me so that I had to retreat, which was simply a stunt.

In the end, there was no old man in my eyes, only a huge Tai Chi figure changing wildly.

At this time, I saw that not only me, but other old men also walked over to this side, standing with their hands in their hands, watching the movements of the old man in a long robe.

Suddenly, everything disappeared, and there was no Tai Chi figure on the lawn, only an old man standing there with a blushing face.

Bang Bang Bang ......

There was a burst of applause, and those old men and middle-aged people applauded one after another, looked at this strange-looking old man with a smile, and motioned for him to come out.

However, at this time, an untimely voice came: "Chen Tao, you are playing on the lawn again, look at the leaves, Lao Tzu has to clean for a long time, no, you have to accompany Lao Tzu to suffer, otherwise you will use your blue and white porcelain vase to compensate me." ”

I was scorched by thunder, which uncle is talking so wildly? Judging from the skills of this old man, he can definitely be called a generation of masters, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is even a grandmaster, but he dares to say that he is not stingy.

It seems to me that it is strange that this strange-looking old man can ignore him, and that a master can be as knowledgeable as a gardener?

But the development of things thundered me again, and I saw that the old man who stood with his hands in his hands and looked like a master and lonely heard this voice, and immediately lost his image, and jumped up like a startled rabbit, and fled from the lawn.

"You run? Stop me! ”

With this sound of drinking, a thin old man carrying a broom and holding a garbage bucket directly blocked in front of the old man like a ghost, and knocked the Tai Chi master's head with a broom.

I'm dizzy, what's going on? I rubbed my eyes vigorously to make sure I was not mistaken, and sure enough, an old man sweeping the floor dared to directly knock such a master's head with a broom handle? The world is crazy.

I couldn't believe it and looked at the people who didn't want to do it, and their brains seemed to be short-circuited in an instant, what was going on? Looking at their appearance, it seems that they are afraid of being burned, and they avoid them one by one, is this old man sweeping the floor the father of the director?

"Can't I sweep it for you? Don't knock it, if you knock it again, it will break. ”

The Tai Chi master touched his head, looked aggrieved, hummed and chirped, and the broom in the old man's hand swept the dead branches and leaves on the lawn into a pile, and then dumped it in a garbage bin not far away.

I stood there stunned and watched, the scene in front of me was too dramatic, right? How could such a scenario be possible in reality? It's pretty much the same in novels or films.

What was even more unexpected to me was that when the Tai Chi master passed by me, he muttered in a low voice: "This dead old man, he usually sleeps until the sun is drying his buttocks, why do you get up so early today?" ”

Just as I stood dumbfounded, a voice suddenly appeared in my head calling me over, very ethereal, but it didn't make me feel a trace of malice, as if it was as simple as letting me pass.

I looked around a bit and noticed a young man in his twenties sitting by a small pool not far away, looking over at me with a big smile on his face.

I don't know what he asked me to do, but I also want to know something from him, plus I can't talk to these old men, and finally there is a young man besides Li Yuncong, so I naturally can't let it go.

Coming to the small pool, the young man patted the stone steps beside him and motioned for me to sit down, and then looked at the red fish swimming in the water without saying a word.

What does it mean that I am so depressed that I am called over and I don't say anything? Do you want spiritual communication? You have the ability to do this, I don't have it?

At this time, I suddenly thought of a term, mind reading, it is said that there is really such a stranger in this world, as long as he wants to know, he can know what others think, could it be that the young man in front of me is such a person?

Who is more afraid of than the patient Lao Tzu? In the past, when the workers chased me for money, I was also perfect at pretending to be deaf and dumb, and now I sat on the stone steps and followed him to watch the fish in the pool, and I would never speak first if he did not speak.

After waiting for about a quarter of an hour, the young man smiled, and finally spoke first: "Yu Liang, long time no see!" You're still here. ”

There was a buzz in my head, and I looked the young man in front of me up and down carefully, and I always felt familiar, but I didn't know where I had seen him, after all, I had followed my uncle in the north and south over the years, and I had seen too many people, and it was impossible for everyone to have an impression.

"You ......"

I looked at him suspiciously, and I couldn't think of where I had seen him, so I tactfully told him that I couldn't remember, and asked him to report to his house, and maybe he would be able to think of where I had seen him as soon as he said I.

"Hehe, it's really a noble person who forgets things, have you forgotten the Five Yellow Mansion!"

As soon as the young man said that the five yellow houses, a middle-aged man with a stereotyped face and a mahjong face suddenly flashed in my mind, like a stuffy oil bottle, and he couldn't stand a fart with three legs.

I can't remember the first few houses that my uncle and I picked up, but this house is the one that impressed me the most, this is an old house, no one has lived in it for more than 100 years, and it was later auctioned off by the government to a wealthy businessman in Hong Kong, who is going to renovate this old house and come over for a vacation when he is fine. My uncle didn't know if it was the thread, but he took over the decoration work.

It was an old house that was extremely weird, from the day of construction, we never stopped, there were always accidents, and then my uncle was introduced by others, and invited a master who is said to be knowledgeable to show himself, and the master said that this house is a five-yellow house, and it can't live at all, and even working in it will have an accident.

In the end, the house was gone, and my uncle and I withdrew halfway through the work, and we didn't even ask for wages, and we lost a lot of money, and then I didn't know what master the rich businessman had found, but I didn't pay attention to it anymore.

The young man in front of him looks very much like the middle-aged man, but the two are too different, right? The middle-aged man had a sallow face and a scar, while the young man in front of him had red lips and white teeth, and his eyes were like stars, although he was not a cream boy, he was definitely a beautiful man, anyway, he was much more handsome than me, is there any connection between the two?