What are the Eight Poles?

There is a record in "Huainanzi": "There are eight Yin outside Kyushu, there are eight Hong outside the eight Yin, and there are eight poles outside the eight Hong." ”

The Eight Extremes means "Eight Directions Far Away", which is the essence of the "Eight Extremes" boxing method.

This fist is strong and domineering, like an arrow on a string at every turn, between opening and closing, it can be in a moment of thunder, and it can be powerful in all directions, reaching a very far place. The first is the use of the head, shoulders, elbows, hands, tail, hips, knees, and feet......

The sky was faintly bright, and Su Hongxin had already practiced according to the "True Solution of the Baji Boxing Spectrum".

But seeing that the handwriting on it was sloppy, and the pen was mostly traditional characters, crooked and twisted, Su Hongxin, who was forced to force it, looked at it word by word with wide eyes, in addition, there were many portraits, with different movements, or slumping and arching their backs, or pushing their elbows and shoulders......

Su Hongxin looked at it and forgot himself, on this, it is not only a simple trick routine, but also some tricks to exert strength, methods of luck, and some easy to make mistakes, even if he is not practicing "Bajiquan", now that he looks at it, he has benefited a lot.

It was only when he turned from the beginning to the last page that he gradually came back to his senses, and his eyes fell on the end of the last page, but he saw a strong gesture, like a dragon and a snake, jumping on the paper.

That's a "Lee" word.

Looking at that word, Su Hongxin slowly closed the book, and said: "I don't know which person surnamed Li is in the late Qing Dynasty?" But looking at the opinions on the "Baji Boxing" shown between the lines on this boxing book, it can be said that it is not unique, concise and concise, which makes people like seeing the sun through the clouds, it is really true, eighty percent is a martial arts master!"

He closed his book and sat quietly, thinking back to all kinds of fist moves, as well as the trick of swallowing breath and strengthening, which was a slight breath, gradually shortened, and gasped, his chest rose and fell, like a twitching bellows, and the muscles under his clothes seemed to slowly become angular with the breath, showing the outline.

But in just a few minutes, he only felt as if he had been sprinting outside for hours, and there were beads of sweat on the outside, and in the blink of an eye, his short sleeves were wet, and his face was even more white and terrifying.

At the moment, he hurriedly stopped breathing, stopped swallowing, and waited for a long breath of turbid breath from his mouth, and immediately felt that his chest and abdomen seemed to have been burned by fire, and he frowned in pain, and only squinted his eyes and said to himself: "It seems that I have to make up for my body and strengthen my blood when I find time, and I don't know if the old man's recipe for brewing medicinal wine back then will work!"

Don't look at this is sweat, in fact, it is the essence in the human body, if you can't lock it, a few more times, this is life, maybe one day when your eyes are closed, you will never wake up again, and you will have to die violently.

It's been a long time, and I'll wait for it to come quiet.

He closed the fist book in his hand, got up and walked around the room, put on his apron, and picked up the mop.

Before dawn, Su Mei hurriedly went to work, and the house was in a mess, and I was afraid that I was used to being alone, and I didn't know how to clean up.

His sister, once she is poor, she is really afraid, thinking that the three generations of their old Su family are basically poor. At the time of his father, it is said that when he was young, he almost couldn't feed, and the poor had nothing to eat, so he relied on the red potatoes dug from the field, cooked and dried them, and chewed a few with boiling water when he was hungry.

Don't talk about his father, before he was seven years old when he was a child, his family still owed foreign debts, the reason was that he was overborn, and all the savings that the old man had saved were confiscated, and it was not enough, so he made up for it by scraping together, otherwise the child would not be allowed to live.

What he remembers most vividly is that when he was the poorest one year, several sisters and brothers, around a porcelain bowl of cold porridge, ate sauerkraut, and ate it called a fragrant.

Although his second sister is usually very aggressive, but she is the strongest in her bones, and she didn't reach out to her family to ask for a point for the tuition and living expenses of going to college after graduating from high school.

In comparison, he is the best, the hardships have been eaten by several sisters, and when it is his turn, he has everything he should have.

This "life" is a few strokes, but it is something that many people have worked hard for all their lives. Life and life, there is a "life" before the word "live", you must be able to survive before you are qualified to choose how to live.

Su Hong sighed confidently, if he hadn't brought this ring inexplicably, I'm afraid, he wouldn't know where to interview, compete, and find a job now.

For the kind of 9-to-5 work, he is really not used to it, like a life that can be seen at a glance, it is too boring.

I just said that I was busy for most of the day.

Su Hongxin only cleaned the whole house from beginning to end, from the inside to the outside, and washed all the dirty clothes, before he breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the meal, and made another table of dishes.

As a result, I didn't expect Su Mei to come back very early today, and she came back before dark.

Seeing that the room seemed to be completely new, and seeing that her younger brother had made a table of dishes, the loss in Su Mei's eyes quickly disappeared, and she giggled, like a silver bell.

"Why are you so diligent today?

Su Hongxin rolled his eyes and wore an apron to work back and forth in the kitchen. "Come and try it, I'm going to make it for you today, braised pork, sweet and sour pork ribs, stewed pig's feet, mapo tofu, and a cold salad with three shreds, look, what's going on, our craftsmanship, isn't it full of color, flavor, and flavor? Hey, it's really a talent not to be a cook!"

"Eh, sister, you came back a little early today, do you smell the smell of rice? Haha, your nose is really a dog!"

When he was done, Su Hongxin said something casually, but as soon as he sat down, the bowl had not yet been served.

I saw that Su Mei, who was eating vegetables, suddenly stopped chopsticks, the smile on her face was scattered, her expression was gloomy, and she buried her head, just a blink of an eye, and saw the bean-sized tears falling down his cheeks.

Su Hongxin wrinkled his eyebrows at the moment, and his heart sank. "What's wrong? What are you crying about? Are you being bullied in the company? Who is it? You tell me, I'll go and clean him up tomorrow, forget it, I'll go get this now-"

"I'm unemployed!"

Suddenly, Su Mei whispered.

Su Hongxin was stunned for a moment, and then his half-raised butt fell back again.

Su Mei had red eyes, sobbed from time to time, and said softly: "Recently, the company organized a supernatural adventure program, I originally wanted to take it down, but I didn't expect it to be snatched away by an intern in the end, obviously it was me who planned it, and I was the one who organized it, so it didn't matter to me in the end, woo woo......"

"In the past few years of work, I have been working overtime and staying up late, when have I ever complained, how can I not be as good as an intern...... Isn't it just that you have big breasts, isn't it just that you have a leg with the editor-in-chief......"