The research institute is indeed peculiar and alien to the outside, like an independent island left in the rolling torrent of society.

The people here are pampered and eccentric, Master Qian Fei has a high eye, claiming to be able to change the molecular structure with external qi; Zhang Baolai has a hippie smile all day long, and is said to be a strange man Dunjia; Fang Hammer, an anti-pseudo fighter, does not believe anything, even if he sees and hears it, if he can't use scientific explanations, he has to find a negative reason; Qiu Niang, who practices yoga, sits cross-legged facing the sea every day; by the way, there is also the numerology master Kang who says that his bones are strange, no matter how you look at it, there is no Taoist bone fairy wind, but he has to fight with the hexagram and word measurement on the street......

One day, after processing a large pile of materials with dizziness and swelling, Man Jianghong finally walked out of the door of the research institute.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, the sun was no longer scorching, and the sea breeze was cool. There are no buildings nearby, and you will come to the small town of Nanao from the side road one kilometer away. Almost every doorstep has a stall full of seafood, and the stall owner often lies on a bamboo chair to cool off or gossip with others.

Leisurely and tidy, bluestone pavement, simple houses, you can't see the high-rise buildings in the city, and you can't see the hurried flow of people in the city with briefcases. Time seemed to stand still in the town, and Man Jianghong almost suspected that this place was like this hundreds of years ago.

He looked east and west, no different from other curious tourists.

There is actually a chess stall under a big camphor tree, and there are a few brush words "two yuan and one game" lying crookedly on the broken cardboard of the tree, and the ink is still dry. The stall owner has a flat head, a stubbled beard, a gray complexion, cloudy eyes, a down-and-out appearance, squatting on a rickety body, and from time to time raising his head and cowering to glance at pedestrians.

Many endgames in the rivers and lakes are delicate and deep, and even the master may not be able to solve them in a short time. This person is in the overall situation, and he must be a master, but he is absent-minded, and he didn't even notice that the position of the carriage and horse was reversed. Man Jianghong had a little itchy hands, and stopped at the side of the stall, in the end, he was still unfamiliar with life, and he was afraid of getting into trouble, so he turned around and left.

The town of Nanao is very small, with a main street about 300 meters long, and Man Jianghong walks towards a used bookstore in the center.

He spent two years at the reclamation waste collection station (Uncle Hu gave it a very popular name, called the Resource Recycling Center), and the biggest gain was to browse through tens of thousands of old books. Although most of them are of little value, a small part of the bias and stories belong to the knowledge that is not available on the Internet, and there are also extremely rare and precious things, among which "Strange Tales of Xiaoyuan" is the most.

At first, his nameless recipe was a meditation technique inspired by Zhu Fugui's method of breathing and breathing, and the foundation was not mysterious. It is easiest for people to enter meditation after relaxing their bodies and abandoning distracting thoughts, so that the body and mind can be completely rested, and the introductory methods of qigong, yoga, zazen, and hypnosis also begin here.

That day, in the pile of old books in the scrapyard, I accidentally found a broken gray-blue thread-bound booklet, which was an anonymous manuscript more than 400 years ago, which was not a rare antique, and told the experience of a "crazy" Taoist cultivator. He flipped through it, and a passage immediately caught his attention.

"I felt that someone was chattering in my ears, but when I opened my eyes, I saw nothing. ”

Oh, Man Jianghong immediately judged that this product had auditory hallucinations, and it was not far from schizophrenia.

At the beginning of the mad man's small success, he "felt that his body was light, his hands and feet were strong...... almost exactly the same as his current situation. During the wandering and escaping after the summer night of the Hudu River, Man Jianghong's body had obviously changed, he was full of energy, walking briskly, and his hands and feet were agile. This change is not formed by gradual growth, but suddenly.

Continuing to look further, the cultivation of the mad Taoist has gone further ten years later, and he feels that "what the eyes see, what the ears hear, and what the nose smells...... It's all different".

And "auditory hallucinations" only appear when the mad Daoist cultivates to the third stage.

Although the lower part of the manuscript was missing, and he couldn't find it even after rummaging through the stacks of books, and he couldn't figure out whether the mad Taoist finally went crazy or "became an immortal", the cultivation methods that were mixed with only a few words in the manuscript benefited him a lot.

Through careful thinking, understanding and absorption, and then verifying and combining it with the study of thinking and consciousness, the anonymous recipe can be regarded as the first step towards systematization.

Without doing anything, he simply demolished the remnants.

Damn, there is no mezzanine, there is no gold page that has fallen out, there is no hidden magic cheats Tongtian Lingbao, fairy tales are all lies!

It doesn't matter, the content is already engraved in my heart.

The owner of the second-hand bookstore is an ordinary old man, wearing reading glasses and a piece of broken blue cloth on his lap, and he is guarding the bookstall at the door with the soles of his shoes, which are full of freshly baked newspapers and magazines. Man Jianghong was not interested in this, and went directly into the back room. It's a little dark inside, the bookshelves are covered with a layer of dust, and there is still a line of faded old slogans on the wall: Learn mathematics, physics and chemistry well, and you won't be afraid to go all over the world.

Man Jianghong looked at it and walked skillfully towards the corner. The books on that shelf were all decades old, and in terms of weight, they were about the same as scrap. He rummaged through it, and it took him a long time to barely find a copy of "Research on Taoist Fu". This kind of book can only be read as folklore reading, and if it is really valuable, it should be treasured in a museum rather than lying here to eat ashes.

Turning the first page, he felt very cordial, and the first talisman that was impressively printed was "Taishang Laojun is as anxious as a law". If someone in the township suddenly has a nameless swelling and poison, the first thing that comes to mind is not to run to the city to seek medical treatment, but to find grandma. Grandma will take a bowl of water in her left hand, put her index finger and middle finger together in her right hand, bend the remaining finger against the palm of her hand, and stab at the swollen and poisonous place, and at the same time spray a mouthful of water on the affected area, and read: Taishang Laojun is as anxious as the law, edict!

Looking back now, grandma is still the authentic "sword finger" of Taoism. The clinical effect of this treatment may not be wonderful, and there must be psychological comfort, otherwise there will always be people who bring fish and fruits to their homes to express their gratitude.

He was thinking about it when he suddenly heard a man's angry scolding and a woman's screaming outside. Man Jianghong casually grabbed the copy of "Taoist Fu Gong Research" and walked to the door, only to see a fat woman sitting on the ground on the opposite side of the street and shouting, and a strong man kicked and beat her while smashing the altars and jars on the ground with his feet.

"Fuck, it's all fakes, it's a big deal to be a bad man!" the strong man scolded viciously.

"What's going on?" asked Man Jianghong hurriedly, standing up and looking nervously at the shopkeeper opposite.

"Oh, what a sin!" said the old man, with a sigh:

"This woman's name is Chen Wu, and she came from the north five years ago to sell a little old things from the countryside to tourists and make a living here. Her husband thought she couldn't give birth to a son, so she ran away with a wild woman three years ago. There is an only daughter named Red Lotus, who is very good-looking, and she is only twelve years old this year. Bing Long, the leader of the Poseidon Gang, had the idea of beating the Red Lotus, and sent people to make trouble several times, but this time it was the Poseidon Gang's dog-legged black jackal. In fact, everyone knows that this street sells some local products and old things, which are very cheap, and tourists are also happy, and no one will want to buy a real antique here to go home. Wu Jackal insisted that Chen Wu sold fake goods to his friend, no, it doesn't count if he smashed the store, I'm afraid he won't stop if he doesn't snatch the red lotus away. ”

When Man Jianghong heard this, a wave of anger rose in his heart, and he asked:

"The police station is in front, so don't you care if there is such a big commotion?"

"A few people in the police station are also the dogs of the Poseidon Gang, and they are indispensable for the protection fee collected, how can they take care of it? Other people don't dare to take care of it even if they want to, the three brothers of the Poseidon Gang Bing family, Bing Long, Bing Tiger, and Bing Leopard, are all strong in martial arts, and I heard that Bing Long is still a great martial artist. You don't know how your head fell out at night!"

Damn, so domineering!

are all native to their hometowns, one is a sect and the other is a gang, the cannon fist gate sacrificed a lot to cover the escape of the children in his hometown, and the Poseidon Gang bullied men and women, and the gap is really not as big as ordinary.

Hearing Man Jianghong's indignant muttering, the old man looked at him in surprise and shook his head. In these years, it is rare to see such innocent and enthusiastic young people, all of whom are as fine as monkeys.

The black jackal was impatient with Chen Wu's entanglement, and resisted the woman and threw herself to the ground. The woman was broken and bleeding, but her vitality was very tenacious, and she cried out in her mouth: "My son, my red lotus!" struggled to get up, and was kicked by the jackal and fell again.

A dwarf dragged a girl out of the shop, and the girl kicked and kicked while crying, and bit the dwarf on the wrist in the cold. The dwarf grinned in pain but didn't dare to fight, so he picked her up with her hands behind her back and walked to a van parked outside the store. The thin-faced young man standing next to the car had already pulled the side door open, retracted into the car, grabbed the girl's ankles with both hands, and prepared to carry her into the car.

Man Jianghong coldly saw the situation clearly, put the book in his hand on the stall, took advantage of the situation to hide the awl on the sole of the old man's shoe in the palm of his hand, and quietly walked to the crowd of onlookers across the street.

When the old man saw the young man's gloomy face, he immediately exuded a very dangerous aura, like a leopard that was silently sneaking.

Man Jianghong patrolled outside the crowd, choosing the best time to do it while drawing out action steps. The three samurai can't get into his eyes, and the trouble is that the little girl is in the hands of others, and she is a bit of a mouse-thrower.

That short man has a big face, did he hit the eye-nose triangle first? There is little subcutaneous tissue here, blood vessels and nerves are abundant, and the bone is very thin. A punch can cause visual confusion at least and conjunctival hemorrhage at worst. Well, the temples are also a weak part of the head, and heavy hands can cause temporal fractures, meningeal and artery damage. In addition, the occipital part of the back of the elephant head is where the nerve passes, and it is close to the junction of the occipital bone and cervical vertebrae, and a hard blow can cause fractures, shock, and death.

No, this attack idea is reversed, and the center of gravity is completely wrong. Saving people is the primary goal, and beating people is only a means to achieve the goal. The first priority is to snatch the little girl out unharmed, and then let go of the hands and feet to clean up these few pieces later.

Red Lotus screamed and struggled desperately, but what strength could a twelve-year-old girl have? The slender face grabbed her feet and fell backwards into the car, while the short man clung to her upper body and slashed her hands into the car.

Chen Wu saw that his daughter was about to be arrested, and he rushed to the ground to get up.

"Queen of Heaven, why don't you show your spirit and kill these robbers! Red Lotus, my son!"

The onlookers couldn't bear to look at it, and a middle-aged man stepped forward and said a few words to the black jackal, when he was slapped twice by "crackling" and kicked away.

"The Poseidon Gang dares to take care of the affairs of the Poseidon Gang, they're all tired of it, aren't they!" the black jackal glanced around fiercely, and the crowd cowered back.

Chen Wushi staggered two steps, was kicked in the knee by a black jackal, and fell down again. She wore tears and blood down her face, and kept knocking her head to the ground, crying:

"Queen of Heaven, manifest your spirit quickly! please, please......"

At this moment, a figure rushed out from behind the crowd and pounced on the short man in front of the car door. As soon as the dwarf felt something move behind him, he received a blow to his lower back, and there was a sharp stabbing pain.

Man Jianghong hid the awl in the palm of his hand, revealing more than half an inch long between his middle finger and ring finger. This cone pierced into the lumbar spine, and even if it didn't break the nerves connecting the upper and lower body, it would make this guy unable to get up for a long time. There are no masters in the reclamation area, and from some of the rivers and lakes who are fighting for their lives, he has learned a little bit of the Yin Damage Method.

The dwarf's lower body was numb, and he suddenly howled in pain, and let go of the arm holding the red lotus. Man Jianghong's whole body slanted into it like a cannonball, and the short man tilted to the side like a bowling bottle, and fell down.

Man Jianghong had already calculated this sneak attack, and his left arm was diagonally copied up from below to support the red lotus that was about to fall to the ground in an instant, and his right arm was wrapped around him from above, and he dragged it on the ground.

The thin face was hunched in the car, and when he saw the short man being knocked over, he couldn't help but feel shocked and his hand loosened, and suddenly the red lotus, whose legs had entered the carriage, was dragged out of the car by Man Jianghong.

The thin-faced young man stretched out his hand and pulled out the dagger from his waist and jumped out, only half a sentence of scolding came out of his mouth, and one knee was already pressed between his legs. With his knees facing upwards, he jumped down from the car, and the force of the collision was so great! With a scream, the thin-faced young man rolled around with his legs clamped and clenched, and even the dagger was thrown under the car.

Two yellow orioles are singing green willows, and a line of egrets is in the sky. I only heard a click, and the yellow bird and egret soaked in the soup.

Hearing the "click" cracking sound as if the egg was being squeezed, the onlookers involuntarily twitched the corners of their mouths and retreated with a "boom". Several men even clamped and tightened their crotches, feeling a cool breeze underneath.

Man Jianghong's movements were as fast as the wind, not only snatching back the red lotus, but also causing the other two to lose their combat effectiveness. Seeing that the situation was wrong, the black jackal let go of Chen Wu's family, tore off his shirt, and shouted luckily. His face was hideous, the muscles of his arms bulged, and his two huge chest muscles trembled, like a raging giant ape pounced.