"Tai Chi?" Kou Chen said with great joy, "Has this technique ever been handed down?"

Su Xiao shook his head stupidly, and said in a low tone: "It's a pity that it was lost during the Shemale War." Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Hearing this, Kou Chen suddenly became lost, turned around and walked towards the stone gate and said, "Let's go, go to the Chuangong Pavilion and see if there is a spell that suits me." ”

"Wait. Su Xiaoqi grabbed Kou Chen, pulled his body back, and said, "Sima Qian's story hasn't been finished yet, why are you in such a hurry to leave?"

"What else are you talking about?" Kou Chen looked disinterested.

"Correct your attitude!" Su Xiaoqi scolded sharply, and then said with a cold expression: "Do you know that there are many kinds of forces in this world?"

Kou Chen's eyebrows moved, and he was puzzled: "Force?"

Su Xiaoqi said: "Force will play a variety of roles in battle, and only when you understand it thoroughly can you always take the initiative in a fierce battle with the enemy." ”

Kou Chen suddenly came to his senses, straightened his back, and listened with his ears pricked up.

"Hmm......" Su Xiaoqi nodded with satisfaction and said, "This has to start with Sima Qian." ”

"Or Sima Qian?" Kou Chen wailed.

Su Xiaoqi said in a fierce voice: "Do you have an opinion about Sima Qian?"

Kou Chen waved his hand helplessly, and his voice dragged on for a long time: "No...... No. ”

"That's right. Su Xiaoqi snorted coldly and said, "How can Sima Qian's greatness be slandered and speculated by people like you?"

"Yes...... It's ......," Kou Chen replied with his head bowed.

Su Xiaoqi snorted again, straightened his clothes, and said: "After creating "Tai Chi", Sima Qian suddenly felt that there were still many potential things in this world that he had not discovered, and he finally had a goal, and he could no longer feel the loneliness that invaded the bone marrow.

One day, he found that a fat man and a thin man were fighting because of the field, and fell into the water at the same time, he was trying to save it, but suddenly found that the fat man was floating on the water, and the thin man was sinking uncontrollably.

He pondered for a long time, and when he finally jumped into the water to save the two of them ashore, he found that the water was pushing his body upward, and he seemed to understand something, and as if he didn't understand anything, and finally there seemed to be a thunderbolt falling, and he understood.

It's a force, but how should it be named?

Thrust and hydraulic?

No, neither.

Sima Qian tossed and turned, never thinking of how to name this force, and finally, he unconsciously walked to the river again, and when he saw the fat man, he suddenly wanted to invent a word - floating.

The three points on the left side are 'water', 'son' is human, and the upper '爫' is the layer of flesh on the fat man's body, which is called 'floating', and this force is called buoyancy. ”

Kou Chen asked, "Buoyancy?"

"Can you feel this power when you go into the water?" Su Xiaoqi looked at Kou Chen seriously.

Kou Chen thought for a moment and nodded.

"That's buoyancy. "If you have a beard, Su Xiaoqi must want to brush it now.

"What else?" Kou Chen finally became interested, and he found that there were many things in this world that he really didn't understand very well.

Su Xiaoqi continued: "After discovering the buoyancy, Sima Qian was in a good mood and shouted outside the valley, but every time he shouted, the same sound came back from the valley.

He thought that he had another self, so he hurriedly chased after him, but there was a dense jungle everywhere, and where did he find the people hiding here?

Sima Qian was furious and bulldozed the jungle, and to his dismay, he still couldn't find anyone to learn from his shouts. Finally, one day, he saw a child calling for his father, and in the same situation as him, the voice came from the same voice as the child.

Sima Qian was overjoyed, and immediately swept up and rushed into the valley, but only heard the call of a child, and he could not find anyone who could learn to speak. Just when Sima Qian was puzzled, he suddenly figured it out, maybe......

Someone who has never learned to speak?

Sima Qian seemed to understand something, but as if he didn't understand anything, he shouted outside the valley in various tones, and the voice that came back was in the same tone.

The last thunderbolt fell, and he understood.

From beginning to end, there is no second person, and all the voices are made by him, which is also a force.

But what kind of force is this?

Shouting power?

No, neither.

Sima Qian tossed and turned, never thinking of how to name this force, and finally, before he knew it, he walked out of the valley again, and saw the young boy calling for his father again.

All of a sudden, he was about to invent a word - Hui.

His mouth is a big 'mouth', and a child's mouth is a small 'mouth', and together they are a 'hui' character, and this force becomes a hui force. ”

"Uh-huh. Kou Chen's eyes lit up and nodded, waiting for Su Xiaoqi's next words.

Su Xiaoqi couldn't help but pull the corners of his mouth, and continued with a smile in his heart: "After discovering Huili, Sima Qiandun felt that every day in the world was worth looking forward to, he began to wander around the village, and he began to care less about the fearful gaze of human beings.

One day, he suddenly saw an old and infirm man who could not carry a hoe, and the field was overgrown with weeds, and the harvest was greatly reduced, and in winter, there was no food left.

The old man began to borrow food from everywhere, and many people enthusiastically proposed their own rice bags, and the old man's winter passed. But when it came to sowing seeds in spring, the old man had no intention of planting, and he was idle around the village with his hands behind his back every day.

There was food given by every household, and the old man did not worry about being hungry, but in winter and winter, the food given by the villagers was empty, and the old man began to knock on the door from door to door, asking the villagers to see him old and give him a few mouthfuls of food.

Seeing that he was pitiful, the villagers still raised their own rice bags, but repeatedly told the old man that he must sow grain at the beginning of spring, and if he couldn't do it, the big guys could make a little effort.

The old man agreed with tears in his eyes, and swore to God that he would never be as lazy as before. But in the early spring, the old man aged day by day with his body, and he was idle in the village, and even laughed at the villagers like stupid cows who only knew how to work.

The day passed like this, winter and winter, and as expected, the old man's food was empty again. There was no way, the old man went door to door again to beg for food, but this time, no one opened the door for him.

The doors and windows of every house were closed, and no one opened the door to look at him, even though the old man was crying and cursing, and in the end, the old man froze to death on the path where he used to wander.

Sima Qian seemed to understand something, and he seemed to not understand anything, but he understood that this was also a kind of force.

But Sima Qian tossed and turned, and he never thought of how to name this force.

Rejection? Lazy force?

The last thunderbolt fell, and he understood.

Sima Qian suddenly wanted to invent a word - 'block'.

Isn't the 'Yu' on the left side like a man's hand of refusal?'and' doesn't it just tell people to bear hardships and stand hard work, and not to steal a living?

This force should be named - resistance. ”