On the return trip, Su Jia asked Puyang for confirmation: "It's okay to say that you are my cousin, right?" ”

Pu Yang nodded noncommittally, this person gave him a reasonable identity, which saved him from any more embarrassment.

"Call my sister to listen!" Su Jiade inch in.

Puyang: "......"

Back home, Su Jia used a notebook to find the CCTV version of "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" to show Puyang, and he was writing on the side. She's making a comparison table of common traditional and simplified characters and Arabic numerals.

After doing it for a while, he thought about it, and then wrote down the address of the Xiqin Museum and his mobile phone number, and told Puyang: "If there is anything, go here to find me, or call." "Taught him how to use a pay phone.

She was going back to work tomorrow, and the thought of leaving the teenager alone at home made her very uneasy.

Fortunately, when he came back, he bought some vegetables and taught him to use the gas stove, so he must have no problem eating.

By the way, and clocks. Su Jia roughly explained the comparison between 12 days and 24 hours a day, pointed to the position of "6" and said, "Tomorrow afternoon, at about this time, I will be back." ”

"Youshi is right." Puyang said that it was written down.

In the early morning of October 4, after Su Jia got up and washed, he found that the killer boy was missing. Behind the screen in the living room, his bed was neatly organized, and there was not a single wrinkle on the sheets.

Puyang is gone.

He left. This thought immediately appeared in her mind, and quickly took over all her thoughts.

She naturally understands that she can't keep Puyang all the time, but in her imagination, it should be that after Puyang learns the necessary survival skills and common sense, she sends him away with the mentality of "my son will always fly away when he grows up".

Instead of worrying about it now, for fear that he would suffer a loss outside, or kill and injure people on a whim and cause big trouble.

In the small square downstairs, there are elderly people exercising every morning, and many people stop to watch. Su Jia went downstairs and was startled by the crowd of onlookers around the small square. There are a lot of people today, and there are still a lot of people holding their mobile phones and taking pictures.

Su Jia didn't care, and walked briskly. Inadvertently caught a glimpse of a young man in white on the screen of a person's mobile phone, and he was stunned and squeezed into the crowd.

The broken hair is pitch black, the white clothes are clean, the boy has a cold temperament, and the ancient well is not wavering. In the morning exercise team composed of a group of old gentlemen and old ladies, he is the most special one.

With the sound of music, one move and one style, clean and neat. This was the first time he came into contact with things related to "martial arts" since he came to this world. With his eyesight, he could naturally see that these old gentlemen and ladies were not even martial artists; At the same time, he can also see the "Tao" contained in this set of boxing techniques.

I only watched it once, and I have firmly mastered both the way of exerting power and the skills of spitting. The second time, he was able to perfectly present a single move, as if he had practiced Tai Chi since he was a child.

Different from the leisurely and comfortable of the elderly, the teenager always has a sharp spirit, which is particularly good-looking. This is the real reason why pedestrians stop by.

Su Jia knew that maybe in a few hours, a "Tai Chi boy" would become popular on the Internet. She couldn't stop the spread of the news, so she could only wait for the turmoil to subside. In the Internet era, there is always no shortage of new people and new things.

The third time the music stopped, the crowd stopped standing, and after a moment of silence, the square team dispersed. Pu Yang raised his eyes and glanced at the crowd of onlookers, and walked towards Su Jia as if out of sight.

"Young man, young man!" The leader of the morning exercise was an old gentleman with a white beard, and he hurriedly spoke up.

The people were almost scattered, Pu Yang stood in front of Su Jia, and said flatly: "I'm sorry, I got up early in the morning and didn't tell you where I went." He was accustomed to starting to practice as soon as he was in the middle of the day, but he had too many accidents in the first two days to maintain his habits, which seemed to him to be an unforgivable laxity.

"It's good that people are okay." Su Jia smiled and looked at the old gentleman with an eager face, "Is there something wrong with the old gentleman?" ”

"Young man, where did you learn Tai Chi?" When he was boxing, the old gentleman paid attention to him for a long time. Such a posture and implication cannot be achieved without more than ten years of hard work.

"Tai Chi?"

"......" Su Jia remembered that the origin of Tai Chi would not be earlier than the Ming Dynasty, "it is the set of boxing techniques you just played." ”

"I just watched it again." On the martial arts, there is a genius who will never forget.

The old gentleman didn't believe it, "Young man, don't be joking! Who is your master? "This young man has an outstanding temperament and a rare classical connotation, so I can't tell which famous family he is. If he can learn from his master and elders, it will be a pleasure.

The word "master" made Puyang slightly stunned. His division "Weiwotang" is the best killer organization, and it is also the existence that the people of the rivers and lakes regard as a beast of the flood.

"Sir, my brother is really practicing Tai Chi for the first time." Su Jia smiled and refused the old gentleman's further inquiry, "We still have something to do, so let's go first." ”

She naturally knew that Pu Yang was an unforgettable genius - he was Pu Yang!

The two of them walked to the breakfast shop, and the old gentleman stood on the ground and whispered: "Could it be really a genius?" ”