Winter of 1899.

There were several heavy snowfalls in a row, and in a small courtyard, I saw a person with a neutral figure, with slightly arched legs, flat arms, and introverted palms of both hands, like an old bear hugging a tree.

At the same time as he swallowed his breath into his throat, in his heart, there was a series of "cooing" toad sounds, and what was even more amazing was that he was holding a big black iron ball in his arms, shaped like a watermelon, maybe it was not accurate to say that he was hugging, only to see this person's body swaying, as if he was drunk, but his feet were always as steady as Mount Tai, rooted in the ground, his upper body shook, the big iron ball was actually bent along his arm, rolling from the left arm to the right arm, and then from the right arm to the left arm, and the cycle began again and again, only in the arms kept spinning, but just couldn't fall.

In fact, the iron ball is not only rolling, but itself is constantly spinning rapidly, like a spinning top, but just like the monkey in the hand of Rulai, no matter how it spins and how it turns, it can never break free of those hands and two arms.

The warm winter sun renders the snow in the courtyard with a faint golden glow, and a few plum blossoms in the corner of the courtyard are blooming.

In the stove room on the side, you can still smell the smell of firewood coming out, and the sound of hot oil boiling vegetables, and on the cutting board, after a while, there is the sound of kitchen knives flying.

One side of the courtyard, warm and peaceful.

Su Hongxin's arms shook again, the iron ball spun faster and more urgently, and the strength of the struggle became bigger and bigger, and it was about to turn into a virtual shadow.

This iron ball practice, the practice is Chen's Tai Chi unique silk winding strength, look like juggling, but this is all-encompassing, not only four or two thousand pounds of ingenuity, but also soft strength, dipping strength, turning strength, introduction of failure, self-sacrifice and other luck of the key know-how.

The iron ball is solid, forty-three pounds in weight, and the appearance has long been shiny by Su Hongxin's plate, which is the color of the sweat beads smashed on it, at first he also felt easy, but it looked easy, and it was difficult to really get started, the ball surface was smooth, not grasping or buckling, he didn't even turn his head at first.

It wasn't until the dark energy had some heat, through the tremor of the muscles and bones, that the strength was used to attack the pores, and the first became the strength, which was barely able to carry the iron ball in his arms without falling to the ground, but it was like walking on thin ice, cautious, and extremely destructive and exhausting, so it lasted for more than two months, and the dark energy spread over most of his arms, and the iron ball was in his arms like the moon and the sun, and he had a little bit of will.

But then not only did he have to spin the iron ball in his arms, but also rotated himself, which can be said to make him suffer a lot, and he almost smashed himself half to death after several battles.

If the initial strength of this iron ball is compared to one, but only in the arms of a turn and a roll, that is two, and then a turn is four, a few laps down, the strength gathered on it is simply rising, can turn out of the weight of a thousand catties, the arms are like holding a tiger and catching a dragon, the more backward the more fatal, a little careless, rubbing will hurt, knock to death, he does not dare to practice in a place where there are people, for fear of flying out and killing people.

This is to wear away his domineering strength exposed on the surface, from rigid to soft, not only to remove the spiral strength of the iron ball itself, but also to make it roll in his arms, so as to be able to subdue the dragon and the tiger, and Xi has succeeded, thanks to his daughter-in-law on the side.

In fact, this practice method has been not far from the Yang Luchan "birds do not fly" stunt, the difference is that the iron ball spiral strength can be followed, and the bird wings are traceless, left and right erratic, this must pay attention to a Tai Chi listening strength, in order to be able to insight into the first opportunity, when it spreads its wings, it is the first to unload the force, so that it has nowhere to borrow strength, and it is difficult to fly with wings.

Soon, I want to survive this winter, when the late spring enters summer, the dark energy of his arms can spread all over the ten fingers of his hands, and the calluses will peel off, and the muscles will change bones.

In the past half a year, although he has not left Chenjiagou, but he has been in constant correspondence with Wang Wu, except for some martial arts fists and feet, the most important thing is that the Boxers are in full swing, and Wang Wu and they intend to ask Cao Futian to lead the Boxers of Tianjin Wei, which makes him feel up and down for a long time, and his mind is restless.

Thinking about it, just this distraction, Su Hongxin immediately felt that the iron ball in his arms was like a vicious tiger and a dragon, and he lost his restraints in an instant.

His eyes changed, and his left arm suddenly shook the air like a whip, unloading the iron ball, and at the same time withdrew.

"Bang!"

Then I saw the iron ball fall to the ground, and then it was in the same place to spin non-stop, stirring the snow on the ground into a whirlpool, only under Su Hongxin's gaze, the rotation of the iron ball gradually slowed down, and when it stopped, the entire iron ball had mostly sunk into the soil, and the surrounding snow showed a whirlpool-like pattern.

"It's time to eat!"

The sound of Chen Xiaobraid came from the stove room.

"It's coming!"

Su Hongxin responded.

In the past half a year, in addition to practicing martial arts, he did not really let him farm and feed pigs, and there was usually no shortage of martial arts people who came to Chenjiagou to ask for advice, and his father-in-law said that he was only allowed to use the Chen family's boxing, and if he won the battle, he would let him go out of the village and go around the county;

Fortunately, the more he went on, his Chen family's fist gradually became popular, and he stopped the momentum of consecutive defeats, and after half a year, there were wins and losses.

"Why is it turtle soup again!"

Wiping his face, Su Hongxin entered the room and looked at the things on the dinner table, and couldn't help but secretly complain.

The two have been married for more than half a year, everything is good, the only thing is bad, is that Chen Xiaobraid's stomach does not improve, the longer the time, the more anxious he is, nothing to lead him to burn incense and worship the Buddha, all kinds of nourishing things have not stopped, changing the law to toss him; Seeing that his wife is anxious, Su Hongxin is also anxious, but he has changed several doctors in a row, and they all say that his body is fierce and fierce, and there is no problem at all, not to mention that his own body does not understand when he practices martial arts, but he also eats the medicine, and the disease is also seen, and the Bodhisattva worships, and he can't conceive whether he is dead or alive.

This situation reminded him of his own grandfather, could it be that he killed too many people, suffered sins, and damaged his yin virtue?

He also told Chen Xiaobraid about this, but it was okay not to say it, but when he said it, he had to lead him to find a phase master to take a look, but the phase master found a few, but without exception, they were all liars who pretended to be gods.

It can be said that he was sick and went to the doctor, but the physiognomy did not find it, Chen Xiaobraid thought of other methods, and secretly touched his "Soul Breaking Knife" in the middle of the night several times under the statue of a land temple under the mountain, but the amazing thing is that the child was not pregnant or not, and the clay statue of the land lord went over the next day to see, and it was blown up, so frightened that she hugged the knife back.

As a result, he is now stewing old turtles every day, and the cold water he eats and drinks is a smell of stewed kings.

As soon as he finished speaking, Su Hongxin saw a pair of eyes glaring at him, and he had the posture of crying without drinking, his cheeks twitched, and he didn't talk nonsense, he drank it clean with his head up with the soup bowl, and comforted him in his mouth: "Don't worry, after a while, let's go back to Tianjin to find a physiognomist to have a good look!"

Chen Xiaobraid said "um", served him another bowl of soup, and handed it to him. "Drink the soup first!"

"Iniquity!"

Su Hong sighed confidently.

But he said that the two were eating, and suddenly there was a footstep in the courtyard, and he saw his father-in-law walking in with his hands behind his back, bending over, holding a crumpled letter in his hand.

"Dad, come sit down and have a drink!"

Su Hongxin's eyes immediately lit up, as if he had seen a savior, and he hurriedly greeted.

But the old man looked very strange, and he didn't sit down when he entered the door, but just looked at Su Hongxin fixedly, and then his lips moved, and he said softly: "There is a letter from Jinmen!"

Su Hongxin was drinking the soup, not paying attention to the old man, and just answered in his mouth.

But the old man's next sentence made him suddenly freeze like a lightning strike.

"Hongxin, you have to be prepared, Brother Li, you're dead!"

：。 ：m.x