"Some strange dreams." Waking up in the morning, Wang An recalled the dream he had last night.

However, he didn't take it seriously, and after breakfast, he began to practice the five fowl opera in the courtyard.

In the morning, he went to the hospital to bid farewell to Zhao Zhiyuan, and he had already said that he would learn here a year ago, and he would come back to study for a period of time after the New Year.

At noon, I asked each other to have a meal together, which is a thank you.

In the afternoon, Wang An drove back to his hometown with a full load of New Year's goods, and when he arrived home, it was more than seven o'clock in the evening.

Parked the car, Wang An took out the big bags of New Year's goods from the car, and the two old men who heard the sound came out of the house and watched him come back happily.

"Grandma, grandpa, bought a car." Wang An patted the new car.

"Good, good, good!" The two old men were happier looking at the new car.

"Come, go in and sit down." Wang An opened the car door and invited the two old men to get into the car.

"Catch up, I'll take you out for a spin."

"Hey, what are you going out for, it's a waste of oil."

"Hey, we're not short of money." Wang An said with a smile.

"I'm tired from driving all day, have you eaten?"

"I've eaten it."

Wang An helped the two old men back home.

"Grandpa, when I'm not at home, don't you stop practicing the five poultry plays I taught you, do you have better back pain?"

"Practice, practice every day, it's much better now." The old man laughed all.

"Really?"

"Really." The old man nodded.

"Listen to his nonsense, since the last time you left, he has practiced when he remembers, fishing for three days and drying nets for two days." Wang An's grandmother said with a smile.

"That's not good, now that I'm back, I'll supervise your practice every day these days."

When I got home, I talked to the two old men for a long time.

"Xiao An, are you still working in the original company, you usually don't come back so early."

"I changed companies, and now this company has more freedom and a lot of money, and I have other ways to make money.

Besides, didn't you say it last time, I'm rich, and it doesn't matter if I do my job or not. ”

"Uh-huh, if you like it." The old man nodded happily.

"Come, grandpa, you lie down, I recently followed a medical doctor to learn Chinese medicine massage, you try my skills."

After hearing this, the old man happily lay down, revealing his thin back.

Wang An began to massage the elderly, first slowly massaging, relaxing the muscles of the elderly, and promoting blood circulation in the back and waist.

During the process of massage, Wang An would stop from time to time and ask the old man how he felt.

"Grandpa, what does it feel like here, does it hurt, is it numb?"

"It hurts a little."

"What about here?"

"It hurts too."

This time, Wang An already had a general understanding of the old man's back and lumbar spine.

When people are old, the flow of qi and blood must not be compared with young people, and when the qi and blood are weak, the meridians are easy to block.

The meridians are blocked, and the flow of qi and blood is worse, which is a vicious circle.

If people's meridians are kept smooth at all times, and the flow of qi and blood is sufficient, the aging of the human body can be delayed.

After massaging the old man, Wang An put a plaster on him.

This is not an ordinary plaster, it is a secret recipe of Zhao Zhiyuan's ancestors, and the special plaster has a much better effect of reducing swelling and relieving pain, relaxing muscles and invigorating blood than ordinary plasters.

Wang An specially bought some from him before leaving.

"How are you feeling?"

"Well, it's much more comfortable, okay, our ancestors' things are still very good!" The old man exclaimed.

"If it works, I'll massage you every day in the future."

"You have just completed an effective TCM massage, and the old man's pain has been relieved to a certain extent, and the TCM massage experience is +10."

The prompt appears.

After talking to the two old men, Wang An returned to his room.

He took out a notebook, carefully drew a diagram of the meridians on the back of the human body, and then marked some acupuncture points.

This is the meridian and acupuncture points that he judged through today's massage that his grandfather has problems behind him, and he can be targeted for massage treatment tomorrow, and the effect will be better than today.

After finishing his work, he took out the book of "King Kong Zen" and read it carefully twice.

Now he can read most of the scriptures behind the Diamond Sutra, in addition to some Buddhist words, there are many acupuncture points and meridians.

"Isn't this the legendary inner strength method?"

The more Wang An looked at it, the more it looked like a martial arts cheatbook.

It's just that he can't practice this mental method at all, because he doesn't have true qi.

"Internal force is really qi, does this legendary thing really exist? If it really exists, or has ever existed, how did it come about? ”

This question has been pondered more than once.

"Mission, to explore the secret of true qi, is the legendary true qi a real existence, or just an ethereal legend?

If it's real, try to develop true qi. If it's fake, then take it as a dream. ”

Tasks, see also Tasks.

True Qi, isn't that something in martial arts novels, how to explore it, and where to explore it?

"The number of unfinished tasks has reached three, stop triggering new tasks."

Special hints reappeared.

"And this limit, if you don't complete the task to reach three, you can't punish the new mission?"

The three tasks that Wang An has not completed now are,

Practice true tai chi,

A punch weighs a thousand pounds,

There is also a mystery that has just been triggered to explore the true qi,

These three tasks are relatively easy to complete, and "one punch weighs a thousand pounds", and Wang An also decided to start with him first.

"The last time I completed the task of restoring my body, I obtained the practice method of "Five Fowl Play", and I don't know what reward I can get for completing this task. ”

After reciting the Tao Te Ching several times, Wang An turned off the lights and went to sleep.

In the dream, he saw the blurry figure again, standing not far from him, unable to see his face clearly, unable to see his clothes clearly, but vaguely felt that the other party was staring at him.

"It's this dream again, it's weird!"

After waking up in the morning, Wang An thought about the dream he had last night.

"Is it because of the painting?" He thought of the painting of a ghost eating man, and of the hint he had received after seeing it.

"Did your mind be affected and you had that inexplicable dream?"

I got up, washed up, and prepared breakfast for the two old men.

After breakfast, he took the two old men to practice the five poultry operas together.

In the morning, he drove out with two old men for a spin.

"When I was a kid, I went there to collect firewood in the mountains." After walking a short distance out of the village, the old man pointed to a mountain road not far away.

"There were bandits on that mountain."

The car drove slowly, and the two old men looked out the window, and from time to time they said a few words, or past experiences, or some hearsay stories.

A smile was written all over his face.

The king listened quietly.