"... Yan··· ？”

These two words came out of Han Yi's mouth with difficulty.

In Han Yi's thoughts, he learned kung fu from his grandfather, and when he returned to school, he showed his might, surrendered Chen Kai and others at once, and beat them into grandsons, but he never thought that it would take a month to shake a big gun to get started.

I just shook it six or seven times, and I was sweating all over.

Han Yi felt that he had been hurt by ten thousand points.

"What's the point?"

Han Yi glared at Han Xiaoye and asked with a dark face.

"The boxing book is G-Gate, which is called Lumen in Chinese medicine, and your stomach is slightly forward. Grandpa smiled and nodded at Han Xiaoye with his hand.

Han Xiaoye was shocked to realize that he was a girl, and he was embarrassed to stick out his tongue at Han Yi, twisted his body and patted his buttocks, and said loudly: "I'll go home and cook!"

Han Yi obediently pushed his stomach forward, only to feel that after this top, his waist naturally bulged backwards in this posture, and then his crotch also fell forward, and finally the natural spirit door was raised.

"Yes, do you feel a lot of strength in your waist?" asked Grandpa.

"Well, it's exciting!" Han Yi nodded.

As soon as Lumen lifted his feet, the rack of the gun was a little easier, and Han Yi felt that it was really magical.

Xingyi boxing song: "The news is all based on the back pedal", Xingyi boxing first to raise the anus, the door to mention, the feet will come to the strength, the legs will follow the strength, the back foot is the message on the waist, not with the heel to kick the ground. Grandpa said smoking a cigarette.

Han Yi just brought up the strength, after his grandfather smoked three puffs of cigarettes, he trembled completely, and before a minute of time was up, Han Yi stopped and gasped.

"Rest first, don't be in a hurry, practicing boxing is a lifetime of kung fu. Grandpa took a puff of cigarette and continued: "The levator anus is the key to practicing the body, not to work hard to lift, to lift, or to work hard, or to be temporary, that is too aggrieved, but the door has tightness, and the arm muscles are alive." The legs can be fast and dexterous. ”

Grandpa said to Han Yi, Han Yi rested, and grandpa adjusted the shelf for him hand in hand, Han Yi originally thought that after being stabbed by his grandfather with his hand just now, he could remember eight or nine without leaving ten, but he didn't expect that he didn't know the essentials at all.

After Grandpa adjusted Han Yi's whole body, he came to the tip of the gun again, pointed at the tip of the gun, and the buzzing sound came out into the wave again, and Han Yi trembled again.

And so on and so forth······

When Han Yi didn't know how many times, his grandfather's fingers happened to fall on the tail vertebrae of Han Yi's spine, and it happened to be a cold wind blowing through the mountainside, Han Yi felt that he brushed it all of a sudden, and it was still hot and shrouded just now, but suddenly his whole body exploded with cold hair, and goosebumps appeared on his body.

It felt like electricity was in my head.

Han Yi couldn't help but shake his body.

Comfortable!

"Buzz ······"

The sound from the barrel of the big gun made Han Yi stunned, this time the barrel of the gun shook completely naturally, and even Han Yi was stunned for a moment, and then his brain flashed between the lightning and flint, as if he had flashed how he had just exerted his strength, but in an instant, he was confused.

"Grandpa, what's going on?" Han Yi asked Grandpa if he didn't understand.

"Just now you blew up your pores, this is a human instinctive reaction, and you shake it, holding the gun in your hand, this is a foreign object, the strength of the whole body, naturally follow the gun. It's rare, but we who practice martial arts have to practice this feeling all the time, that is, to practice sensitivity, because it comes and goes quickly, which is also called inductance. ”

"With sensitivity and knowing how to play, you can defeat the enemy. Xue Dian said that the martial arts competition is a momentary fist and foot in the right place, that is, the role of practicing sensitivity. Masters will have this feeling in martial arts competitions or in danger. ”

"There is another role in blowing up pores, which is body breathing, as for the role of body breathing, you will slowly understand it when you practice splitting boxing in the future······"

"It's a good start to have this feeling, now you shake the big gun slowly, stop when you're tired, rest for a while, don't rush, don't use clumsy force, don't hurt yourself. The sun is out, so let's go back to dinner. ”

Seeing that Han Yi seemed to understand for a while, and then he was confused for a while, and his grandfather didn't say much, just asked Han Yi to practice by himself.

Han Yi has been groping for the feeling just now, but it is like a membrane, right in front of him, but he can't break it, Han Yi is so anxious that he wants to die, and there is no way.

When the sky in the east was red and full of morning glow, Han Yi finally ran out of strength to toss himself.

Holding the gun, Han Yi gasped, only feeling that his arms were not his own, his legs and feet were not his own, his head was groggy, although it was much easier to climb high and look far away, but his internal organs also felt like a lead ball.

Look at grandpa again, standing in a three-body pose, the cigarette pouch is still lit, and he drags it in his hand, like a gun, but his shoulder sockets are loose, as if he is asleep.

Han Yi knew that this was the normal state of his grandfather, so he said to himself: "I heard the old man in the village say, grandpa, you ran out to fight devils at the age of fourteen?"

Grandpa woke up, his eyes opened in a cloudy manner, and he glanced at Han Yi, which made Han Yi's heart tremble.

After knocking on the cigarette pouch and taking a puff with his head down, Grandpa looked at the fields of crops below the mountainside.

The green crops stood silently like rows of soldiers, and the fat green sword-like corn leaves were wet with rain and dew, and when the wind swayed, the raindrops rolled down the thick stalks.

"Back then, I was grazing cattle for the landlord at the age of ten, and when I was fourteen years old, I heard that the Anti-Japanese Allied Army was recruiting soldiers and fighting the Japanese, so I ran to become a soldier······

Twenty days later, when I went to the battlefield for the first time, it was when I was counter-sweeping, my mind was blank, and I was dragged forward by the squad leader, that is, when I rushed through the enemy's blockade line, I didn't react, and the squad leader gave me two slaps to wake up. I didn't fire a single shot, I didn't kill a single devil, there were eight big brothers in the class, and there were only three left who rushed over, the squad leader, me, and the thin monkey, the thin monkey also died two years ago······

In one day, he followed the squad leader through the four blockade lines, running for more than 80 miles, and he didn't think about anything in his head, just running, running, running······

Later, the squad leader was also drilled in the stomach by a stray bullet, and there was nothing, and he lacked medical treatment and medicine, so he couldn't eat enough, so he could only watch the squad leader die of pain······

The team was also scattered, and there were only a few company commanders, hundreds of people, and dozens of guns, and they were divided again. Later, I didn't practice this boxing, how could there be any moves, but people followed people, rushed to places with a lot of people, killed, and sobered up after killing more······

Gradually, I understood that this is the case for fighting, don't be afraid, don't be bold······ Later, the chief chose the guard, and I was the squad leader, so I was selected, and I learned this punch from a big brother who was also a security guard, and it has been more than 60 years now······"

Grandpa recalled for a long time, a bag of cigarettes was also smoked, and the "dong dong" pure copper cigarette bag pot knocked against the broken tiles in the corner, and grandpa told Han Yi: "Remember, don't be afraid, if you practice boxing, you can't be afraid, you can't be humiliated, you can set one, just rush forward ruthlessly!"

"As the old saying goes, it's better to think about progress than to stop when you think about it. I don't know how much I know about this work······ It's all given by the party and the state······"

"I will teach you the national art now, you have to remember, you are not humiliated, you have practiced boxing, and you have the courage and skills to serve the country. ”

After the grandfather said this, he stopped talking and rubbed the dry tobacco bag one by one.

Han Yi seemed to want to see something from his grandfather's twilight face, his grandfather's words were very messy, and his face was full of wrinkles, like a piece of the past, even if Han Yi noticed it, it was like dry smoke floating out of a smoking gun, floating in the sky and earth for a while, and then it was gone.

Han Yi couldn't help but hold his grandfather's hand, and found that it was boring, shriveled, and the corn stalks in the autumn harvest were hard and shriveled, and there was no water vapor.

Han Yi didn't quite understand this feeling, but his heart was a little tight, he swallowed and spit, staring at his grandfather a little blankly.

Han Yi saw his grandfather leaning on the wall of the ancestral hall, and then he realized that his grandfather was already very old like the dilapidated ancestral hall.

And at this time, the sun jumped out of the horizon.