"Brother Chen, what are you thinking?"

Suddenly, Xiao Hongyan's voice pulled Chen Yang's gaze back from the moon.

It was also three o'clock in the middle of the night, and he and Xiao Hong Ayaku were sitting in the mourning hall on the side of the road.

In front of him was Xiao Yong's coffin.

Although Chen Yang collected the operation fee for him, the operation ultimately failed, and Xiao Yong died.

"It's fine."

Chen Yang shook his head and continued the previous topic: "Your brother's compensation, I will definitely help you get it back." ”

Xiao Hongyan looked at the black coffin in front of her, reached out and threw another stack of paper money into the paper basin.

After a moment of silence, she spoke in a deep voice:

"Thank you, Brother Chen."

"My brother left suddenly, and you were the only one who came to help."

"By the way, nothing happened in the afternoon, did it?"

Chen Yang shook his head again.

Gao Kuan helped Qin Lan snatch his daughter, but he didn't tell Xiao Hongya.

Originally, he just wanted to study how to break through Ming Jin at home.

But after doing it overnight, I found that I was completely behind closed doors, and I had no clue at all.

Later, when he heard the news of Xiao Yong's death, he simply came over to help.

He also threw a stack of paper money into the brazier, quietly watched the paper money burn, and suddenly said:

"Actually, I came tonight because I had something to ask you."

"What's the matter, tell me." Xiao Hongyan turned her head.

"Your brother just left, I'm afraid something is not suitable......"

Xiao Hongyan frowned slightly.

This guy doesn't want to tell herself that kind of thing in front of her brother's coffin, right?

But after waiting for a while, Chen Yang just spoke:

"I want to ask, in your Xiao family's martial arts, do you have any methods to break through Ming Jin?"

Hearing this, Xiao Hongyan was slightly stunned, and looked at Chen Yang with some surprise:

"You don't even know that?"

Chen Yang was a little embarrassed, Ling Wei really hadn't told him.

Xiao Hongyan saw that he really didn't understand, so she got up from the stool.

Go inside and take out an old blue book.

Turning the middle page, she read to Chen Yang according to the script:

"Martial arts practice, first meditate, and then practice Baguazhang and Xingyi Quan to cultivate a sense of qi."

"When the sense of qi is formed, then further practice hard qigong, melt qi into the body, and then achieve bright strength."

Although the nouns were different, what she said was very similar to Ling Wei, and Chen Yang listened silently.

"If you succeed in hard energy, you can be regarded as stepping into Mingjin, once Mingjin is completed, you will catch the blade with your bare hands, and the gravel on your chest will not be a problem."

"To practice hard qigong, you need to practice the 36 forms of Xingyi Quan regularly every morning, and constantly wash the pulse with qi, and finally the qi penetrates the bone marrow and is reborn......

Syllable!

She closed the blue-skinned ancient book and spoke:

"It's too winding."

"To put it simply, it is to get up at five o'clock in the morning every day, rain or shine to practice Xingyi boxing, every time you practice boxing, the energy will rush through the meridians of the body like a stream of water, the meridians and bones are like the stones in the stream, maybe the water can not soak into the stone at first, but as long as it is washed day after day, year after year, it can drop water through the stone, melt water into the stone."

Chen Yang was shocked when he heard this.

In this way, there is no new routine for practicing hard qigong at all, as long as you practice Xingyi Quan over and over again?

Over and over again, isn't that his forte?!

"What kind of martial arts cheats are you, can I take a look?"

Curious, Chen Yang looked at the ancient book in her hand.

He was a little worried that Xiao Hongyan was unwilling to show him.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Hongyan stared at him inexplicably, and threw it over casually.

Chen Yang picked it up and looked at it.

The title of the book is.

"Xiao County Group Training Manual"

There is also a line of small print underneath.

The Commercial Press, 1927

All right...... The things of the Commercial Press are indeed not cheats.

"This thing was passed down from my great-grandfather, it was everywhere before the founding of the People's Republic of China, but now it is very rare, only in the army."

In Xiao Hongyan's explanation, Chen Yang carefully looked at the part above about Ming Jin's cultivation.

Indeed, as he thought, what Ming Jin pays attention to is either tricks, or hard practice, and practice to the death.

It said that as long as the qualifications are normal and persist for ten years, you can practice hard qigong.

"Ten Years ......"

There were only two words in the book, but Chen Yang only felt a deep despair.

Ten years of early rising, ten years of practice.

This is not something that ordinary people can stick to at all, so even if hard qigong is not difficult, but trying to find a bright martial artist in the crowd is like looking for a needle in a haystack.

In the previous agricultural society, the proportion may be higher, because children at that time did not need to study, except for farming, there were no activities, as long as there was perseverance, they could practice.

But in the modern era, when compulsory education is universal, it is simply impossible.

"When I was studying before, I insisted on practicing boxing every morning, and I practiced for nine years from elementary school to junior high school graduation."

"I was only one step away from completing high school, but my father was gone, and my family really didn't have the money for me to continue studying, so I had to come out to work."

"I entered the factory in Guangdong, and I didn't have time to practice boxing, so I finally relaxed in the past two years, and I wanted to pick it up again, but my brother got sick again......

Under the light of the fire, Xiao Hongyan looked at Chen Yang's ancient book and talked about her past rarely.

Her martial arts talent is definitely better than Chen Yang's, and she has practiced since she was a child.

But Rao is like this, and he still hasn't stepped into Mingjin yet.

As for Chen Yang, he is now in his thirties, and his body is about to start to decline, and his future is even more gloomy.

But even Mingjin can't enter, how can he fight too much Gao Kuan and Kaohsiung?

After a moment of silence, Chen Yang asked unwillingly:

"Is there no shortcut to this hard qigong?"

Xiao Hongyan shook her head:

"Nope."

"Even if there is a shortcut, it has been taken by countless people for hundreds of years."

"This is something that countless people have verified and summarized, ten years of success, this is already the shortest shortcut, many people don't know the method, blindly practice, let alone ten years, it is impossible to practice in a lifetime."

That being said.

But Chen Yang didn't believe it.

He gently put down the ancient book, got up alone, and went outside.

Xiao Hongya's home is in the suburbs, and outside the door is a dusty national highway, and a row of poplars on the opposite side of the national highway are also covered with dust.

Outside, there are large expanses of abandoned farmland.

The bright moonlight illuminates the barren fields like a sea.

Crossing the road, Chen Yang came to the edge of the field and squatted.

Syllable.

Silently lit a cigarette, Chen Yang smoked for a long time.

In the end, he sighed softly.

"Still the only way to look for her......"

Flipping through the address book, Chen Yang found Ling Wei's number.

I wanted to call.

But the ghost sent the gods, and Chen Yang suddenly discovered-

I actually missed her a little.

I want to see her face, I want to see her smile.

So, instead of WeChat, Chen Yang made a video of the past.

The bell rings.

But the other side has not been answered.

"At 4 a.m., she should be resting......"

A wave of loss rose in his heart, and Chen Yang was about to hang up.

Suddenly.

Toot –

"Chen Yang, what's wrong?"

On the screen of the mobile phone, Ling Wei's beautiful face reappeared.

What surprised Chen Yang was a little.

On the big night, she tied her hair and wore a jacket.

Looks like you're on the road?

"Where are you, why are you still outside at night?" Chen Yang said with concern.

Ling Wei smiled and zoomed out the camera.

"I'm in no man's land!"

"Look, the snowy mountains over there are so beautiful!"

In the distance of the camera, a majestic snow-capped mountain, like a silent iron king, sits silently under the stars.

Chen Yang: "??? ”

Big night, snowy mountains, no man's land?

"Didn't you say to find a friend?" Chen Yang was a little surprised.

"Yes, he lives on that mountain!"

Ling Wei pointed to the snow-capped mountains in the distance, and then turned the camera back:

"What's the matter with you, my signal is not good, hurry up."

Chen Yang hesitated for a moment and told Ling Wei about the day.

In front of Xiao Hongya or others, he was reluctant to mention Xiao Huan's snatching, because it would be embarrassing.

But Ling Wei is not an outsider, he is willing to talk about everything in front of this woman, including his own weakness.

Thousands of miles away.

In the icy cold wind.

Ling Wei stood in the only place where there was a signal in the no-man's land, and listened carefully to Chen Yang's words.

On the other side of the screen, the man squatting on the edge of the ditch was full of unwillingness and helplessness.

"Ling Wei, you tell me."

"If you want to practice Mingjin, do you have to practice hard for ten years?"

"I'm in this situation now, is it possible to quickly become a hard qigong in a month?"

Under the starlight, Ling Wei listened quietly.

Her eyes changed several times, and she nodded suddenly.

"Yes."

"And it doesn't take a month, if you have a good understanding, you can do it in two weeks."

Chen Yang's eyes widened suddenly, and he seemed to be a little incredulous.

"Two weeks?"

Ling Wei nodded: "Yes." ”

As if she had made up some kind of determination, she said solemnly to Chen Yang through the screen:

"I'll teach you something, you can remember it."

She then hung up the video.

Recorded a voice pass.

"Rahula, Bhavan Potti, Bintou Lupola, Karutha, Mahaza Binna......"

Ling Wei read very slowly, pronouncing every word as clearly as possible.

After reading it, I thought about it for a while, afraid that Chen Yang would be too stupid.

She still commented on two words.

Sanskrit

After posting this paragraph, she put down her phone and took another step forward.

This is a small step for Ling Wei, but it is a big step for the mobile company.

Because after stepping out, the signal on the mobile phone instantly became zero.

Chen Yang's side was instantly disconnected, and Ling Wei seemed to have crossed some kind of invisible boundary, on top of the wasteland, leaving everything in the world behind.

The cold wind in front of him was even more bitter, and the faces of the people who were blowing straight away were painful.

Also, it was snowing.

Ling Wei sighed, silently looked at the road in front of her, without any scruples, and buried her head in the wind and snow.

Thousands of miles of wasteland, under the stars.

Her lonely figure slowly walked towards the majestic snow-capped mountain.

And on the top of the snowy mountains.

A temple, looming......