The morning sun passed on warmth through the pale blue curtains, shining on Long Hong's body.

"Wow," Long Hong stretched, "I slept like I was beaten up last night." ”

Long Hong, who pushed open the door, still saw the breakfast left by the family, Ye Chen and Long Misheng both had the habit of getting up early, one worked overtime on the construction site for firewood, rice, oil and salt, and the other bargained in the market for a fresh and affordable lunch, and Long Hong, who went to elementary school, had long been accustomed to it.

Long Hong is a legendary teenager, as a child, he has too much knowledge and temperament that does not belong to his peers, and all this stems from Ye Chen's careful "cultivation" , but no matter what, he is still just a child, even with the knowledge and ability that adults are difficult to reach, he is still an immature teenager, but speaking of which, in this school, Long Hong is the man of the hour, which can be regarded as well known to everyone, in the eyes of everyone, he has too much brilliance, the admiration of girls and the envy of boys gather together, making Long Hong seem to have a magnesium lamp shining all the time, dazzling and radiant.

Today seems to be an unusual day, looking from afar, there are many luxury cars at the school gate, Long Hong is a little curious, these luxury cars that are rare to see on weekdays are gathered here today, is there something big to happen?

Approached the school gate, what I saw was actually the figure of the director of education, next to the school leaders, except for the principal, they all nodded flatteringly, and everyone was surrounded by a cold and arrogant middle-aged man, resolute and elegant, with a contemptuous look in his eyes, cold and piercing, everyone avoided his gaze, and the atmosphere did not dare to come out, at this time, a teenager walked down from a black sports car with a logo of two R's next to him, dressed in black, the same cold and arrogant, and two bodyguards immediately stepped forward to protect him.

The young man was dressed in black, and his femininity was even more feminine than Long Hong, and the middle-aged man quickly left, leaving the young man to walk in alone.

Long Hong didn't pay attention to these anymore, and walked to the class by himself, but the campus is now blown upside down, and all kinds of rumors are circulating in the mouth of the girl, it seems that it is the new seat of the school board of directors, which is the uncle of the teenager who entered the school today, so the freshman limelight is booming for a while, and everyone sighs that the heavens are unfair, and they feel that they don't have that big family background.

The young man in white is in Longhong's neighboring class, according to legend, the surname is very domineering, it is a compound surname, and it is a rare compound surname, the name alone makes people involuntarily curious, and about this freshman named Xuanyuan Feng, he doesn't know anything except that his family background is enough for him to spend a lot of money, but he doesn't understand, why did he go to school in such a small city, but speaking of which, Long Hong thought silently, the surname Long is not a common surname, why didn't so many people know when Long Hong entered the school?

Throughout the day, everyone was discussing this new face, the students were discussing, and the teachers were also discussing, but those school leaders were secretive one by one, emphasizing several times that it was forbidden to talk about new students, but it had the opposite effect, making everyone more curious, fortunately, Xuanyuan Feng didn't care much, and he didn't say anything, but that elegant temperament couldn't help but make people unapproachable.

Long Hong was very helpless and speechless, I don't know which boring person put the photos of him and Xuanyuan Feng together, and made a boring comparison, however, Long Hong found that his popularity is still quite high, many people feel that Long Hong is not lost to this new student in addition to his family background, at least, Long Hong is full of literary spirit, piano master, calligraphy master The name is still traceable, and Xuanyuan Feng, after all, is new, and no one is familiar with it.

China has been inherited for 5,000 years, which is still based on historical records, if there is a story of the ancient period, it will be extraordinarily wonderful, and in this historical dispute, but also left a brilliant civilization in China, the first thing to point out is that the Confucian dispute endlessly.

The Tao wants to be born, do not ask the common people, be good to oneself, believe in a desireless and unwanted, do not complain against others, do not be criticized, just work in the fields, self-sufficient, but do not fight for the world, the common people work, do not seek merit or profit, do not seek power or fame, for a feather flying immortal, long life of 100 years old, and Confucianism into the WTO, poor is good alone, up to help the world, for the common people for the world, want to seek fame to stay in the world, won the praise of the world, so the emperors of the past dynasties, governing the country and the world, the temple is Confucianism, and this self-cultivation is inseparable from the Taoist chief monk, seeking immortals, seeking life, observing the sky, looking for qi, and between the millennium Confucianism and Taoism, but divided into two kinds of folk occupations。 The subtlety of Taoism has made the fortune teller's pocket, and the Confucian scholar has also created a large number of private school teachers.

And Long Hong, who had just come home from school, was blocked by a strange-looking fortune teller.

"Little guy, I see that you are born with good roots, here is a martial arts cheats, a treasure book that once caused a sensation in the rivers and lakes, how about selling it to you, just two yuan." ”

Long Hong looked at the upright-looking fortune teller in front of him like a fool, "Can you change your tricks, don't insult my IQ." "Well, one piece, just one piece, I can help you tell your fortune." "Fortune telling? Just you, can you know the gossip of Qiankun? Do you understand the divination of "Zhou Yi"? You have to come to pit the children, it must be that your fortune-telling booth has been smashed. ”

The fortune teller was obviously stunned, and then said, "If you can tell the gossip, I will give you this book, just take it as a long insight, otherwise it will be really bad to be exposed next time." ”

"Qiankun Zhen Gen is away from Kandui Xun, this is gossip. After speaking, Long Hong stretched out his hand, the fortune teller was also trustworthy, took out seven thin books from his arms, and gave them to him along with one in his hand, laughing, and the happy singing voice came from not far away.

"Dry three times, Kun six broken, Zhen Yang Yu, Gen covered bowl, away from the void, full in the can, with the upper missing, Xun lower broken. ”

Long Hong rubbed his temples, "Isn't this "Gossip Song", he knows what to ask me for, it's really strange." ”

Long Hong, who was talking to herself, opened the eight old books that looked yellowed, but there was no hair in the books, Long Hong resisted the urge to scold her mother and returned home, handed over the eight old books to Ye Chen, and turned around and went into the house.

At lunchtime, Long Hong thought that with Ye Chen's brain that knew everything, he should be able to know what it was for, but he threw it on the sofa for Long Hong casually.

"Dad, do you understand?" asked Long Hong while eating.

"The ghost knows what, where did you get the wordless heavenly book, at first I saw the mark of Qiankun gossip drawn on it, I thought it was some magical thing, but there was nothing in it. Ye Chen looked at the TV and replied casually.

"There's a mark? eh, why didn't I see it. Hearing Ye Chen mention that there were marks, Long Hong entered his room as soon as he finished eating, and took the eight strange books with him.

Lying on his bed, Long Hong flipped through these books casually, but there was still nothing, he had the intention of trying it out, and put the eight books together according to the corresponding gossip positions marked with them, but the result was still the same, there was no reaction, so that Long Hong was so disappointed, busy and busy, but nothing happened, after being busy for so long, Long Hong couldn't help but feel a little tired, and just lay on the bed, closed his eyes and recuperated.

Outside the house, Ye Chen and Long Misheng were watching TV, talking and laughing, after all, it was the weekend, and the two of them were completely relaxed, casual pastime, in the sky outside the window, sparse starlight and a waning moon, looming in the clouds drifting in the wind, the barking of dogs in the yard, the frolicking of children, and the sound of music released by which house, interspersed together, merged into a group under the cover of the night sky.

Everyone was doing the same thing as usual, but Long Hong, unconsciously, quietly fell asleep.

At this time, Long Hong, who was lying on the bed, was constantly conjuring up all kinds of martial arts exercises in his mind, the fortune teller was right, there really existed in these books the so-called martial arts cheats, these exercises were very easy to be understood by Long Hong, Long Hong seemed to see a shrunken self in his mind, and the golden villain, sometimes punching and sometimes lifting his legs, imitating one move at a time, unconsciously drawing an arc twisting his palm, churning and turning his fist, Long Hong did not have the slightest discomfort, as if these were his natural things, and now he just took it out, and the shrunken self can be manipulated at will like his own body。

Long Hong and the golden man practiced together, repeating one move at a time, until the golden villain stopped his movements, Long Hong saw him stop, walked forward, and was about to ask something, the golden man actually turned around and bowed to him, and suddenly punched him out.

"Ahh Long Hong, who was asleep, screamed, rubbed his worried eyes, sat up and stretched, and heard the sound of crackling bones. "Hey, what a messy dream this is. Long Hong scratched his head, "But it seems that the fight is quite familiar, could it really be a martial arts cheats?" Long Hong looked at the books in front of him, and they were still spread out on the bed, Long Hong tried to put these books on the table again, but it was obvious that he was still thinking too much-

Long Hong tried to use those gestures in the dream to make comparisons, but as soon as he raised his hand, he suddenly didn't have the feeling in the dream, so he had to give up, in fact, Ye Chen told Long Hong about these things, but at that time, Ye Chen was a little disdainful, just told Xiao Longhong that the so-called kung fu exists, and it is true that someone can practice to the point that no one can stop it, but for ordinary people, martial arts is just a way to fitness, but Long Hong, who has the mind of a hero, has secretly read the books in Ye Chen's study, and he feels by impression that those he has fought in his dream have Xingyi Boxing, Bajiquan, Changquan, Taijiquan, and BaguazhangThere are also some strange routines that he didn't see in the book, but speaking of which, the gesture he is now raising his hand to make an arc is trying to draw an arc.

With a gentle arc and slow movements, Long Hong hit the first hand, which was actually Tai Chi.