Chapter Twenty-Eight: On Martial Arts
"Where are you going?" As soon as the two walked outside the door, Huang Youcai and Li Qiming stood in the courtyard with wine and food, smiling, blocking their way.
"You two quickly put down the wine and food, Brother Wang has a postal album, let's go and see it together!" Qian Yongqiang said.
"Let's go after dinner? It's noon, and everyone is hungry. Huang Youcai was greedy, and when he saw so much wine and meat in front of him, he had already swallowed his tongue.
"Yes, it's time for dinner, so let's go after dinner. The thing is there, and it doesn't have long legs, so it can't run anyway! Seeing Qian Yongqiang's inquiring gaze, Wang Ziren said.
"Okay, let's eat first." Qian Yongqiang stabbed Huang Youcai in the fist fiercely, and teased, "The hungry ghost is living!" β
Huang Youcai smiled and set the wine and dishes on the table with Li Qiming.
"Master, Brother Wang, please take a seat!" Huang Youcai bent down and stretched out his hand to Qian Yongqiang and Wang Ziren and made a gesture of please.
The four of them ate and drank all afternoon, and finally they were all drunk. Huang Youcai and Li Qiming staggered around and talked nonsense, and helped each other back to sleep.
Qian Yongqiang saw that Wang Ziren was already drunk and unconscious, so he had to reluctantly drag him to the bed. After arranging for Wang Ziren to sleep, he was also dizzy, and fell asleep on the recliner in a daze.
In the dead of night, in a trance, Qian Yongqiang saw Li Juren floating in a gray robe. Qian Yongqiang tried hard to open his eyes, and was very happy to see Li Juren smiling, thinking that he must have had a satisfactory result after waiting for more than a hundred years.
"Drunk?" Li Juren asked with a smile.
"Yes, Master!" Qian Yongqiang smiled embarrassedly. "The brethren were happy together, so they drank two more cups!"
He knew that he didn't have any secrets in front of Li Juren, as if he was a transparent person, if this feeling had been placed before, he would definitely feel unhappy, but in front of Li Juren, he didn't have this unhappy feeling, on the contrary, he felt very natural and warm.
Li Juren is a mentor and friend in Qian Yongqiang's heart, and a loyal elder.
"Guess what's the news I've brought this time?"
"No need to guess, it must be good news!"
"I was appointed by the Emperor of Heaven as the mountain god of a small mountain, although it is a god of very low status, but I am also satisfied, haha!" Sure enough, Li Juren broke away from the six realms of reincarnation, which is gratifying!
"Great! Congratulations, Master! Qian Yongqiang bowed deeply to Li Juren, full of joy and joy for the master.
"Didn't you say it would take days to get results?"
"As a teacher, I didn't expect that there would be results so quickly!" Li Juren said excitedly.
"Master, you have settled down this time, and we will be able to meet every day in the future?"
Li Juren shook his head, sighed a long breath, and said: "Although I have become a god, and I can travel to and from the three worlds of people, gods and ghosts without restraint in terms of ability, but gods also have rules and regulations of gods, and it is not permissible to disturb the world too frequently!"
"But don't worry, as long as you encounter an insurmountable hurdle, I will appear as a teacher!"
"Master, you don't have to worry about me, I've always been cautious in dealing with people!"
"That's good. You are a kind, sensible child. This time, I am very relieved to be a teacher. β
"Master, you praise me!" Qian Yongqiang smiled embarrassedly, his little face flushed.
"It's not too early, it's time to leave as a teacher."
"Master, you're not in a hurry to take office, are you? It's really three fires for a new official to take office! Qian Yongqiang joked with a grin.
"Yes, yes!" Li Juren touched a strand of long beard under his forehead, and did not hide the pride in his heart, "Apprentice, do it yourself, it's time to leave for the teacher!" β
"Don't, master, your old man is now out of the blue, but the apprentice is still suffering in this world, why don't you just show mercy and take the apprentice with you by the way, and stay by your side to take care of your old man, do you think it's okay?" Qian Yongqiang took advantage of the master's happiness today and made some non-cent requests.
"Haha." Li Juren laughed and said, "Disciple, your Yangshou is still ahead of you, if I take you away now, it will be a violation of heaven!" Do you want your teacher to fall into a place of no return? β
"Oh, I still have to live for a long time, which is not a bad thing, and I really haven't lived enough, so if I don't bring it, I won't bring it. But after death, I want to be able to get out of the six realms of reincarnation like my master. How to cultivate, master, your old man will give you another guide or two! β
As he spoke, Qian Yongqiang hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed to the master.
"But do good deeds, don't ask about the future." When Qian Yongqiang raised his head, he found that Li Juren was no longer there, and there was only a trace of a sound that seemed to be absent, echoing softly in his ears.
When I woke up, it was dawn.
The meeting with Li Juren in the dream, he couldn't tell if it was true or not. It doesn't matter if he's true or not, it's not a bad thing anyway, just follow the master's teachings in your dream.
Qian Yongqiang rubbed his sleepy eyes and found that the bed was empty, and Wang Ziren didn't know when he had gotten up and left the bedroom.
After getting dressed and walking outside, Qian Yongqiang found that Wang Ziren was walking in the corner of the wall, sometimes clenching his fists and swinging forward vigorously, sometimes changing his palms to draw circles in front of him, looking very hard, and his forehead was covered with dense beads of sweat.
Seeing Qian Yongqiang standing aside and watching, Wang Ziren put away his fist and smiled shyly: "Blind practice, practice and play." Then he said, "The habit that has been cultivated for many years will make it itchy and uncomfortable if you don't practice for a day!" β
"Brother Wang, you are too modest, I see that you are very skillful! It must have been taught by a famous teacher, and he has worked hard himself! Qian Yongqiang said with envy on his face.
Because I worshipped a fairy master and learned martial arts from him. Recently, Qian Yongqiang has been particularly interested in martial arts.
According to the guidance of the fairy master, in the dead of night, Qian Yongqiang practiced secretly, and slowly felt that his strength had increased a lot, and he was full of strength, and the pockets that he couldn't move before, now as long as he used to use a light force, he can easily pick it up.
Huang Youcai was a little puzzled when he saw it, how could this skinny monkey-like kid become so powerful during this time, and he didn't see how much more he ate than before.
Wang Ziren wiped the sweat from his forehead and said:
"Where! My three-legged cat's kung fu is nothing. When I was young, I practiced martial arts, and I was very competitive. Now I practice, mainly for the sake of physical strength.
"There is a strong body, one, no one dares to bully outside; Both, people are also confident, and they are less likely to get sick - those of us who are away from home can't afford to get sick! β
"That's right. I used to be bullied a lot. However, now that I have you, Brother Wang, I am no longer afraid! β
Wang Ziren looked at Qian Yongqiang's thin body, and couldn't help but worry about him: "Brother Qian, you can practice when you have time, and after a while, you will become strong!"
"Others bully you, first of all, I am the first to disagree, but if you are not feeling well, we can't help you!"
"Okay, I'll practice when I have time." Qian Yongqiang was so excited that he almost told the secret in his heart.
"Brother Wang, what kind of kung fu are you practicing? I feel like tai chi! β
Wang Ziren smiled and said: "I am a traditional Chinese kung fu, combined with Western boxing, I created it myself, hehe!" β
Qian Yongqiang gave a thumbs up and praised: "Brother Wang, you are so amazing!" β
"Look at my legs, I practice traditional Chinese horse steps." Wang Ziren pointed to his legs and said, "The perennial zama step can make my legs very strong and flexible." β
"Then your hands are practicing Western boxing?"
"Yes. Western boxing is easy to learn, quick and efficient β but I also have a knack for the blocking techniques of martial arts. In the eyes of connoisseurs, I am not like four, but I like it! β
Qian Yongqiang smiled and said: "No matter what others say, as long as it is practical!" β
"If you want to talk about practicality, this Western boxing is really practical. Just a few moments, practice every day, practice every year, for a long time, form muscle memory, and feel the punch when you hit the technique, which is particularly efficient! β
Qian Yongqiang nodded, as if he had realized.
"When I was young, I worshipped a famous boxer in the countryside and learned traditional martial arts from him, and I felt good about myself for more than a year. Later, I met my master, a middle-aged man who punched me down! β
"It's not that you haven't practiced traditional martial arts well, it's that your master is too powerful!"
Wang Ziren shook his head: "It's because the traditional kung fu I practice has too many loopholes. My master discovered these loopholes and hit them with one blow! β
"At that time, your master began to practice Western boxing, which should be very trendy. I remember that when I was younger, I had never heard of Western boxing. At that time, there were also people in the village who practiced and practiced, but they were all traditional martial arts such as Changquan, Hongquan, Xiaohongquan, and Nanquan. β
"My master is not from our place, he came from Beijing to join a friend, and he met me unexpectedly, and then by chance, he taught me boxing. After a while, he said goodbye without saying goodbye, and I miss him a lot! β
"Brother Wang, don't be sad, just buy something when you have time, just go and see him."
Hearing Qian Yongqiang say this, Wang Ziren sighed.
"My mentor, when he left, he didn't say goodbye, and he didn't even leave me an address.
"I don't know where he is now, if he is still aliveγγγγγγ" As he spoke, Qian Yongqiang's eyes were already red with the steely Chinese character in front of him.
"What's going on?" Qian Yongqiang asked curiously.
"That's a long story." The prince said quietly.
"Twenty years ago, right?" Qian Yongqiang asked.
"Well, I was still young, fifteen or sixteen years old, and the countryside was still a big collective. Do you know what it means? Wang Ziren asked Qian Yongqiang.
"You know, I was young at the time, and I vaguely remember:
At the end of the year, each family distributes food and vegetables and other necessities according to the work, and when the harvest is good, they can also share some pork. ββ
Think about when I was a child, when the team began to divide things, a group of children, dressed in tattered clothes and carrying a snakeskin bag, followed the adults pushing the trolley, and rushed towards the team headquarters with joy, running crazy all the way and frolicking all the way, it was really happy.
It's still a little fascinating to think about it now.
"You're pretty much the same, but there's another feature you didn't care about at the time. It is to fix people in a small range, without special circumstances, and not to go out for you.
"If you have to go out for something, you have to issue a letter of introduction from the village. Therefore, at that time, it was rare to see outsiders in the village, and the people who could usually be seen were basically the neighbors of the same village, at most the people from the east and west villages.
"But one winter evening, when I went alone to the haystack behind the farm, I found a stranger lying in the haystack, unkempt and ragged, curled up together, with his hands folded in front of his chest, shivering. Looking at the way he dresses, he must be a foreigner.
"I was so nervous and thought what the hell is this?"