The purpose of learning martial arts is to strengthen the body and protect oneself. But some people rely on kung fu and bullying the weak, and they don't know how many things they have done.

In Danjiazhuang Village, at the foot of Shifeng Mountain in southern China, there is a young man named Shan Ling, who is five big and three thick, and has brute strength.

Shan Ling's family background is good, his father Shan Tian is a big landlord in the village, there are many fields, the family wealth is thousands, food and clothing are worry-free, Shan Ling likes to dance and play with guns and sticks since he was a child, when he was eight years old, his father Shan Tian Fanghua spent a lot of money, and hired a famous local boxing and foot master Zhou Chuanxiong to come to the house to teach Shan Ling to learn martial arts.

Shan Ling doesn't like to dance and ink, he was born to be a material for practicing martial arts, extremely smart, whether it is knives, guns, sticks, or fists and feet, he is decent, and he learns well, the blue is better than the blue, and he has practiced martial arts for three years, that day just after the first day of the Lunar New Year, on the second day of the new year, his father Shan Tianfang was 60 years old, and many guests came to the family to pay homage to the old rich man of Shan Tian. Unexpectedly, the eleven-year-old nephew Shan Ling, the newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, he actually punched and kicked three times, and he strongly knocked Zhou Chuanxiong, the boxer who had been teaching him martial arts for three years, to the ground, amazed all the guests, and everyone watched, and in an instant, the master Zhao Chuanxiong was ashamed of himself, got up, and left with a red face.

Now, it's amazing, Xiao Danling became famous in a battle and became famous. Because he is the best at boxing, everyone calls him "Shan Ling Boxing".

From this moment on, no master dares to teach Shan Ling's martial arts anymore, so, Shan Ling, who does not know the height of the sky, is complacent, going out, competing with others everywhere to try martial arts, with victory after victory, he gradually became arrogant, no one in his eyes, he simply looked down on ordinary people without kung fu, arrogant and unreasonable, rampage, and the locals were afraid to avoid it.

On this day, Shan Ling invited a few fox friends to drink in a hotel in the town, and drank until dusk before staggering home.

Halfway through, Shan Ling met Yang Yanju, a little widow who came home from a neighboring village, and her five-year-old son Zhang Bichen.

The drunken Shan Ling, who thought that Yang Yanju's mother and son were blocking his way, gave a wine burp, waved his hand unhappily, and shouted loudly: "I'm blind, don't you see my uncle?

The little widow Yang Yanju was frightened instantly, she knew this little young master Shan Ling, knew his fiery temper, and hurriedly protected her son Zhang Bichen with one hand, pulled him into her side, and freed up the other hand to pull the ploughing ox to the side of the road to avoid it.

However, Yang Yanju's mother and son were afraid of Shan Ling, but the ploughing cow was not afraid, it did not move, wagged its tail, continued to lower its head, and nibbled on the grass on the ground.

Shan Ling was furious, picked up his fist, and with ten successful strengths, he suddenly made a move, and hit the forehead of the ploughing cow three times in a row.

Shan Ling's hand, there is no severity, and the hit is a vital part, these three punches, even if it is a strong cow of more than 100 catties, it is unbearable, and he immediately snorted, "poof", fell to the ground, blood foam came out of his mouth, and after a few convulsions, there was no movement.

Killed the cow, Shan Ling as if he was nothing, he raised his leg and stepped over the cow's corpse, spat on the ground fiercely, and staggered away.

The little widow Yang Yanju, her husband died, leaving them orphans and widows, life was originally difficult, the mother and son depended on each other, and spent their time hard, the only valuable thing in the family was this ploughing cow, and now, the ploughing cow was beaten to death by Shan Ling's unreasonable life, thinking of the future life of the mother and son, the little widow Yang Yanju couldn't help but hug her head and cry bitterly.

Seeing his mother sad, his five-year-old son Zhang Bichen also cried "wow, wow, wow, wow".

Tong Qing shoulders a heavy responsibility, punishing demons and subduing monsters, eliminating violence and peace, protecting the safety of the earth, where his responsibilities lie, he often transforms into the appearance of ordinary people, walks in the people, and inspects the safety work of various places.

On this day, Tong Qing transformed into an old man who walked the streets and alleys about sixty years old, he was dressed in a short beat, although his cheeks were thin and his appearance was not amazing, but his pair of discerning eyes, his eyes were bright, and he walked like a fly.

From afar, I heard the sad cries of the little widow Yang Yanju and Zhang Bichen's mother and son, and the old man who sold the goods hurriedly came over, he put down the burden of the merchant, and asked kindly: "Dare to ask this eldest sister, what happened? You and the child are so sad and crying?"

The little widow Yang Yanju cried sadly, and said in a choked voice: "That Shan Ling, who killed a thousand knives, indiscriminately, killed my family's ploughing cow, my husband died, and now, there is no labor at home, and the children are small, we orphans and widows, how will we live in the future!"

The old man who sold goods in Tongqing's illusion heard the little widow Yang Yanju finish talking about the experience, sighed, and said, "Big sister, don't be too sad. In this way, you are here first, wait a while, and I will help you get back the compensation!"

When the little widow Yang Yanju heard this, she waved her hand again and again, and said: "Old man, this can't be helped, that Shan Ling, short-tempered, if you ask him for money, how can you still use your life?

Tong Qing's illusion of the old man who sold the goods laughed and said, "Big sister, don't worry, don't look at my age, but, my kung fu is good!"

Standing at the gate, the old man who sold the goods in Tong Qing's illusion took out a dry tobacco stick unhurriedly, lit a fire, swallowed the clouds and spit out the fog, and then knocked on the door, shouting like a bell: "Shan Ling, hurry up and open the door, the debt collector is here!"

The home was confused, looking out through the crack in the door, I didn't know the old man who sold goods in Tongqing's illusion, I felt strange in my heart, but I didn't bother to think about it, so I hurriedly went to report to the old man Shan Tian, Shan Tian didn't know where to go, and called his son Shan Ling to ask, Shan Ling heard it, he was angry, ran out of the door, pointed at the old man who sold goods in Tongqing's illusion, and said arrogantly: "Old man, you come to the door, don't you find fault!"

The old man who sold the goods in Tong Qing's illusion glanced at it, and with the cigarette stick in his hand, he casually lit it to Shan Ling a few times.

The next moment, Shan Ling only felt that his body was weak and numb, and he immediately knelt in front of the old man who sold goods in Tong Qing's illusion, startling Shan Tian, who came out later.

At this time, Shan Ling realized that the old man who sold goods in Tong Qing's illusion was not an ordinary person at all, but a strong enemy. However, he couldn't let go of his face, stiffened his neck and refused to admit defeat, and said stiffly: "Old man, this doesn't count, you sneak attack and cheat!"

The old man who sold the goods in Tong Qing's illusion heard the music, and hurriedly said: "Okay, good, good, since that's the case, let's do it again!" After speaking, he took three steps back, took a sharp puff of dry smoke, and spit out a thick smoke ring.

Shan Ling's eyes flickered, and he used all the strength of his body on his fists, and shouted: "Hey!", and punched the head, chest, and abdomen of the old man who sold goods in a row three times in a row.

Tong Qing's illusion of the old man selling goods did not dodge, and took the three punches from Shan Ling hard, however, his face did not change, his heart did not beat, he did not move, and finally, he spit out a mouthful of smoke, and smoked Shan Ling's "Ah Ah, Ah Ah, Ah Na" sneezed one after another.

"Alright, young man, you're done, it's my turn. The old man who sold the goods in Tong Qing's illusion said lightly, only to see him knock the cigarette stick on his foot. With both hands only exposing the index finger of his right hand, he tapped three times at the upper, middle and lower parts of Shan Ling.

The first hit hit was in the middle of Shan Ling's forehead, and in an instant, his head was dizzy and black; the second time he hit the chest, and for a moment, he couldn't get out of the air; the third hit hit the middle of the dantian, and in an instant, he foamed at the mouth and cramped his feet.

Shan Ling fell to the ground, like a puddle of mud, unable to move, his whole body, without a little strength, said weakly: "Senior, you don't care about villains, I was wrong, you just spare me!"

Tong Qing's old man who sold goods smiled slightly, and said: "Shan Ling, you can use a few tricks to embroider your legs, you will be rampant, bullying the poor, you just don't know how thick the sky is, today, if you don't punish you well, in the future, I don't know how much trouble you will cause, today's small punishment and big commandment, if you bully people again in the future, don't blame the old man and I am ruthless! That's the case, you killed the little widow Yang Yanju's family ploughing cow, causing her orphans and widows to cry for days, very miserable!

"Son, I told you a long time ago, you have to be kind to others, don't be liberal, bully, you just don't listen, every day you know that you are messing around, causing trouble, now it's okay, kick the iron plate! Thank you for the old gentleman's help, teach my son a lesson, this is three hundred taels of silver, please trouble the old gentleman to take it, and compensate the orphan and widow's family who was killed by the dog!"

"The son doesn't teach, the father's fault, I hope you will learn a lesson and leave!" The old man who sold the goods in Tong Qing's illusion took the three hundred taels of silver and turned around.

Shan Ling got a lesson, he watched Tong Qing's illusion of the old man selling goods leave strongly, and finally understood the truth of "there is a sky outside the sky, and there are people outside the people".

Since then, Shan Ling's prodigal son has turned back and not changed, he has changed his evil and returned to righteousness, abandoned evil and followed good, and no longer bullied people, on the contrary, he was enlightened, after the death of his father Shan Tian, he scattered all his family wealth, still ran away from home, walked in the rivers and lakes, walked for the heavens, eliminated harm for the people, and became a reckless hero praised by everyone.