After a while, everything in the room was cleaned up, and the beds and bedding were all changed. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Zhao Xinming is so old and it is the first time to be alone with a girl, so he stayed for a while and hurriedly ran out.

When I walked out of the small courtyard, I heard a shouting sound from the east end of the village, and when I looked up, it was the old man who was instructing more than 20 children to practice boxing. The children range from six or seven years old to more than ten years old, divided into two rows, shouting slogans, punching and closing fists are all neatly aligned, occasionally someone does not move in place, the old man is not polite, waving a cane is a stick. The beaten child did not cry and continued to practice with tears in his eyes.

Zhao Xinming looked at it for a while, and couldn't help but think of the scene when Master Zhao taught him to practice boxing when he was a child. It's just that Master Zhao is really much more amiable than this old man, he has been practicing martial arts for six years, and he hasn't moved a finger of himself, and he has done a lot of things to serve tea and pour water. Zhao Xinming sighed and continued to look, only to find that the boxing techniques practiced by these children were quite similar to the boxing techniques in the army, but with slight changes.

Zhao Xinming was looking at it intently, only to hear the old man say loudly: "Housheng, do you have anything to do here?"

Zhao Xinming shook his head and said, "Uncle, I passed by here unintentionally, so I'll leave." ”

"Yes. The old man nodded, and suddenly asked, "Housheng, what do you think of their practice?"

Zhao Xinming hesitated, but still said truthfully: "I practiced very well." ”

"yes, that's good. The old man muttered and muttered to himself: "It's a pity that no matter how good the practice is, what's the use?"

Zhao Xinming frowned, he didn't know what his uncle meant, so he had to stop and stand there.

The old man was silent for a moment, and then said again: "Housheng, I have something I want to ask you, can you help me?"

Zhao Xinming saw that his uncle was sincere, so he had to say, "Uncle, please speak." ”

"There is a labor after birth. The old man smiled and said slowly: "Later life, we people were originally from Qingzhou, but because the taxes were too heavy and there were corrupt officials and squires oppressed, we had to flee here. Although this place is barren and infested with wild beasts, there is no government jurisdiction, and you can survive a little hard work. I also joined the martial arts when I was younger, and I practiced boxing in the military camp for a few years. After coming here, in order to defend against the wild beasts in the mountains, I passed on the boxing technique to the descendants of the village. Relying on this set of boxing techniques, we fought for our lives with the sky here, and we have lived peacefully for more than ten years. Now that they are being targeted by the Tiger Roaring Hall, those people are even more ferocious than the fierce beasts in the mountains, and we can't fight them at all. Later life, I know that you are a disciple of the sect, and you have learned ten or a hundred times more than me, if possible, I beg you to be able to guide them. ”

After hearing this, Zhao Xinming immediately fell silent. The old man didn't dare to urge, and stood quietly aside. This matter is a bit difficult to say, especially the disciples of the sect, all what they learn is taught by the sect, and it is a capital crime to pass it on privately without the permission of the sect. The old man also understood this truth, but he was forced to have no choice, so he said it. The old man didn't know that Zhao Xinming was not a disciple of the sect at all, and there was no such problem, but Zhao Xinming had never thought of being a master, and now that he had met it, he found that he had nothing to teach at all!

Zhao Xinming pondered for a moment, but still thought of Li Jiaquan. Li Jiaquan was created by Li Zhong, without Li Zhong's consent, Zhao Xinming could not have been taught privately, but Li Zhong was implicated by the Zhao family, has been dead for more than a year, whether Li Jiaquan has been handed down, Zhao Xinming is not known, it is better to take the opportunity to teach the boxing method, it can be regarded as an explanation to Li Zhong! Moreover, Li Jiaquan comes from the boxing method in the army, which is simple and easy to practice, and can also practice internal strength to the extreme, which is the most suitable.

"Housheng, if you feel embarrassed, then forget it. The old man waited for a long time and said helplessly.

Zhao Xinming thought for a while and made up his mind, and then said: "Uncle, I can't hide it, most of the martial arts I practice are taught by the sect, and I don't dare to pass it on without the permission of the sect, only a set of boxing techniques was created by a friend of mine, and it doesn't hurt to pass it on to you." This boxing method comes from the boxing technique in the army, there are a total of 48 ways, simple and easy to practice, practice to the extreme can stimulate the potential of the human body, practice internal strength. However, I have one request. ”

When the old man heard that he could practice his internal strength, he was immediately excited, and said tremblingly: "Housheng, please say, as long as our village can do it, I will do my best and never regret it." ”

Zhao Xinming nodded and continued: "This friend of mine is called Li Zhong, so this set of boxing methods is called 'Li Family Boxing'. Li Zhong was implicated in some things and was killed by the Great Zhou court more than a year ago. My request is to set up an ancestral hall in the village to commemorate Li Zhong, and the incense burns continuously throughout the year, I don't know what the old man wants?"

"After life, this matter is decided. The old man pondered for a moment and continued, "More than ten years ago, we fled here. To this day, the village still has no name, so it might as well be called Lijia Village. ”

Zhao Xinming was overjoyed in his heart, and hurriedly said: "There is Lao Lao." ”

The old man was happy in his heart, when the news was about to be spread, the villagers were all jubilant, it only took half a day, he vacated a good room in the village for Li Zhong's ancestral hall, candles, incense burners are readily available, and a stone tablet was erected near the entrance of the village, Zhao Xinming personally wrote down the three big characters of "Lijia Village", just wait for the village to find a stonemason to engrave the words on the stone tablet. After doing this, the old man treated him again, and the trouble did not disperse until late at night.

After the banquet was dispersed, Zhou Lanxin was suddenly nervous when she saw Zhao Xinming, and her heart was even more cranky. Unexpectedly, Zhao Xinming gestured for a while and walked out again. Zhou Lanxin hurriedly looked out through the window, and saw that under the bright moonlight, Zhao Xinming was engrossed in punching, sometimes fast, sometimes slow, sometimes hard, sometimes relaxed, and only saw an afterimage going back and forth in the courtyard. Then, Zhou Lanxin fell asleep unconsciously.

Zhao Xinming was still engrossed in pondering the Li family. After countless life-and-death fights, Zhao Xinming had already discovered many deficiencies in his boxing skills, and he also had the intention to improve them, but he only got the cloud step later, so he didn't go on. Now that we are going to pass on the boxing technique, we naturally have to find a way to improve it. Zhao Xinming played Li Jiaquan over and over again, constantly dismantling and combining Li Jiaquan according to his own combat experience, and a set of 48 Li Jiaquan has long been changed beyond recognition.

The moon sets and the sun rises, and when the dawn of the east first appears, I see a figure in the small courtyard swaying constantly, up and down, left and right, between the fists and legs, there is a faint sound of wind roaring, and the whole set of boxing techniques is swaying freely, such as flowing clouds and water, freehand and natural. Zhao Xinming hit the rise, and shouted loudly, like thunder on the ground, spreading far away. There was a sudden burst of chickens and dogs jumping in the small courtyard, and the old man heard the sound and hurriedly ran out, but saw a shadow flashing, and there was already one more person in front of him.