The martial arts craze that has arisen in recent years, if you want to get to the bottom of it, it's really hard to say who led it, and it plays a leading role, just like the hot stalk that suddenly arose later, just because the masses somehow resonated with it, it spread.

It can only be said that there is a generation of pop culture, martial arts is undoubtedly a hot word in this era, and the propaganda of various media - movies and newspapers take turns, and almost all the people enthusiastically participate - watching movies to discuss learning martial arts to participate in competitions, making martial arts and kung fu unprecedentedly hot, and even going abroad.

This also shows that even in the era when there is no Internet and video games, the vigorous energy and enthusiasm of the general public will not be honestly consumed in work and study.

As a representative of tragedy, Pu Xinlin is a typical example, but unfortunately he really has no strength, so he can only regret to fail, otherwise he will break into a little fame, and he will still have the opportunity to be a coach of a sports team or open the door in the future.

Wang Peng led Luo Xueyun to the courtyard of the Pu family, which is worthy of being a big family, built very generously, and is a neat small two-entry courtyard.

In the northwest corner, there is a newly built courtyard in the courtyard, the wall can be three meters high, far more than other courtyard walls, and the martial madman Pu Xinlin is placed in this small courtyard.

When Pu Zhenghe saw Luo Xueyun coming, his expression was complicated, and he was depressed indescribably.

"Xinlin is nimble with his hands and feet, and the two-meter wall can be pulled over casually, and he can only build another brick wall and add it to three meters, but I didn't expect him to be able to escape."

Luo Xueyun said: "This shows that Pu Xinlin is not completely crazy, and there may be a possibility of cure." ”

"Is that true?" Pu Zhenghe's face was slightly red, "Please also ask Mr. to save my unsuccessful son regardless of his previous suspicions, my old couple is grateful." ”

"I'm not a miracle doctor, I'm not sure I can cure him, and I ask Uncle Po not to be so restrained, making me feel like some big man is here, very uncomfortable."

Pu Zhenghe's face turned even redder.

Wang Peng joked: "Uncle Pu has gone to a private school and lived in a cowshed, and he understands the rules of those monarchs and ministers in previous years, as well as the ways in the township. ”

"There are no rules, I am older than your father, and dare to make fun of me like this." Pu Zheng and airways.

Wang Peng said: "Uncle Pu, Brother Luo is very interesting, it's not a face-saving thing, if you have something to say, he won't be surprised, and he will be disgusting by pretending to be polite." ”

", are you scolding me for pretending?" Pu Zhenghe slapped and threw it at Wang Peng.

Wang Peng easily dodged and quipped: "This taste is right, even if Second Uncle Pu goes home, he is not full of official words like you." ”

When Pu Xingui opened the door, he saw the madman sitting on the ground, his eyes blank, and his bed was not far away, like a tatami mat on the ground.

"When my brother went crazy, he couldn't even climb into bed, so he could only lay a wooden mat on the ground so that he could roll back after he rolled down."

If it weren't for the care of his family, Pu Xinlin's condition would be the same as those stupid people sent into the forest, with a disheveled head, covered in lice, ragged clothes, and eating like pigs and dogs.

The room is very simple, except for the bed and wooden table, there is nothing else, it is estimated that it is also to avoid attracting too many pests, and it is easy to clean up.

Luo Xueyun's eyes were attracted by the wooden swords and bows hanging on the wall, they were only the size of a palm, which was very cute.

"What's that?"

Pu Xingui answered for his father.

"Swords and bows made of peach wood and willow wood, the old people say that hanging peach wood can pray for blessings and ward off evil spirits, and willow wood can dispel plagues."

There are many similar customs in the region, and at the time of the year '03, children who were at home during the holidays would make all kinds of small bows and arrows and hang them on the lintels in the hope of warding off the terrible virus.

After that, the children of the next 20 years basically did not engage in this kind of activity, and paid more attention to science.

Luo Xueyun said: "Look at some vintages? ”

Pu Xingui said: "The peach wood sword has been hanging in the old house for some years, and the others are all new. ”

Listening to the two of them talking about the side without being salty or indifferent, Pu Zhenghe was anxious.

"Yunwa, can you give Xinlin a look first? Objects hanging on the wall, you can like it, you can give it to you. ”

Only then did Luo Xueyun withdraw his gaze from the peachwood sword and walk in front of Pu Xinlin.

When the latter saw him coming, he seemed to have some impressions, and although he was paralyzed on the ground, he still had to stubbornly punch.

Luo Xueyun was not polite to him, grabbed his wrist and raised his elbow and kicked it, and threw Pu Xinlin on the bed, obedient.

Wang Peng has seen it, but the father and son of the Pu family are stunned.

Pu Xinlin has been practicing martial arts for a long time, although he is not famous, but he can eat and drink, and his big shoulders and round waist are very heavy.

After going crazy, his diet plummeted, but there must be one hundred and twenty pounds, plus he was still resisting, and he was actually pinched like this, like a toy, the Pu family father and son couldn't believe their eyes.

"This is not an ordinary practitioner...... Pu Zhenghe muttered.

Luo Xueyun gave Pu Linlin a whole set of looks, smells, and knew the root of the disease.

Ancient medical books believe that heart loss and madness are the heart is full of fire and fluid into phlegm, and the treatment should be based on clearing the heart fire and dissolving phlegm.

But Luo Xueyun observed Pu Xinlin's demeanor, dodgy eyes, and punches in a good way, and felt that he was somewhat self-enclosed, unwilling to accept the facts, and indulging in imagination.

The medicinal decoction alone is not enough, and it is necessary to apply needles for ventilation.

Luo Xueyun prescribed a prescription and said, "Take one stick each today and tomorrow, and after he calms down, I will come to rectify it." ”

Pu Zhenghe looked at the pen prescription with difficulty, and wanted to say that this is no different from what others prescribe, whether he is sure or not.

After thinking about it, the eldest son has repeatedly gone crazy, and even his nephew can't tolerate it, either chaining him like a livestock for the rest of his life, or breaking his legs and going to prison for the rest of his life, nothing worse, so he simply let his dead horse be used as a live horse doctor.

immediately instructed Xiao'er to grab the medicine, then took down the peachwood sword hanging on the wall, and handed it to Luo Xueyun.

"If you like it, take it away, it's Xinlin's apology for you."

Luo Xueyun naturally took it.

"How can I come to see the master's things good, so I will take it away with a cheeky face, but this peach wood sword is chic, and it looks like it has been some years, so when I borrow it for research for the time being, and when I come back tomorrow, I will return it as it is."

"It's fine, it's just a wooden sword." Pu Zhenghe said, "When I was a child, I hung it at home, saying that it could pray for blessings and disasters, heh, after so many years of wind and rain, even the old house was smashed, but it was still intact, and I didn't see what use it was." ”

Because there are many customers who come to Puji to buy seedlings, there is also a hotel in the town, and with Wang Peng, the head snake, Luo Xueyun checked in very smoothly.

Arriving at the door of the room, Luo Xueyun sat on a simple wooden bed and studied the peachwood sword.

Obviously, this thing that is particularly conspicuous to him is an object related to cultivation, just like the magic sword handed down by Liu Yunjiang, it is a classic book that records the knowledge of cultivation in a special form.

For Luo Xueyun, the cultivation is slow, and there is a reason for his age, not because of his child's skill, but because he has to spend more energy and time polishing his body and refining his true qi.

The main reason is that there are no fellow practitioners, no teachers, no classmates, no opponents, and how to cultivate the Tao depends on oneself.

It's like an amateur self-learning code, obviously according to the book, but it can't run, and it will give you an error (the body hurts that pain), but you can't understand what the cause is, so you can only repeat the steps, hoping that next time you can score exactly the same as the book says, and run steadily.

And the objects of the inheritor's understanding of the path of cultivation are just like the notes of the big guys, which cannot be said to solve the problems encountered by beginners, but they can broaden his horizons and deepen his understanding.

Luo Xueyun used his true qi to induce it, obtained the peachwood sword note, took a big step forward in the realm of cultivation, and at the same time obtained a spell - prayer.