Chapter 4: Imprisonment (4)
That night, Liu Changqing tossed and turned, and it was difficult to fall asleep, until he heard a faint rooster crowing in the distance, and then fell asleep. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info just slept for half an hour, and woke up immediately. I didn't know the time in the dark, and I thought: "This is the dungeon of Yangzhou Mansion, if the master and the master are fine, they will come to save me sooner or later." "When I think of this section, my mood is a little refreshed.
On the second day, the jailer came to deliver food again, which was nothing more than radishes, tofu and greens, and he could barely eat a little, so that it was difficult to swallow. The man next door said, "If you can't finish eating, give it to me." Liu Changqing stretched out his hand to hand over the plate, the man came closer, Liu Changqing barely saw a little of his appearance, but saw the long hair shawl, dirty I don't know how long it has not been washed, the face is buried deep in the hair, about fifty years old, he reached out to catch it, Liu Changqing saw that his hands were rough like an old tree, and the texture was full of dust, and he didn't thank him, so he ate it.
The next day, there was still no movement, so after more than ten days, Liu Changqing's appetite decreased, and every time he came to eat, he poured more than half of it to the next door, and the person ate it every time. Liu Changqing said: "I've been here for a long time, and I'll be like him after all." When I pulled my hair and smelled it, I couldn't stand it.
That night, Liu Changqing woke up again and thought, "I haven't practiced meditation for a long time, and I have nothing to do, so I can't waste my time." Then he got up and meditated according to his own mind. After a while, the person next door suddenly said: "Holding the sun and moon in both hands, there is no distraction in your mind." Liu Changqing opened his eyes, immediately closed them, and ignored them. The man continued: "The light of the heart returns to the field, and it is like a tiger. Liu Changqing thought to himself: "Isn't this a joke? To meditate, you have to breathe and breathe evenly, fast or slow, where can anyone come up like a tiger? People who practice martial arts, even a three-year-old child knows." They joked with me for no reason. ”
"The essence is transformed into the true yuan, and the ten thousand are returned to the dantian; the two teeth sit side by side, and the qi is filled with the governor. Qi flies into the chest, leads and presses into the abdomen; slowly back to the heart, qi and blood are like nothing......" Liu Changqing was disturbed by him in meditation, felt bored, and said: "Are you this an internal strength formula? How can you have such an impatient formula?" The man smiled and said, "The mantra of your Jinmen sect is a mantra, but the mantra of another sect is not?" Liu Changqing said: "I have been using this mantra for ten years, and I am used to it, so I don't need to use yours." The man said, "Hmm...... It's been ten years. After a pause, he said, "Your master taught you such a waste in ten years." Liu Changqing knew that he was rude, so he didn't argue, and turned his head to the side.
Then the man said, "I have been kind enough to help you, but you are like a frog at the bottom of a well." Liu Changqing said angrily: "Why?" The man said: "When you handed me food, I had already checked your pulse a few times, and your heart was uneven, and your heart and blood were not smooth, you practiced your own mental method, blindly taught you how to follow the heaven and earth, exhaled breath, but did not suppress the method, how could it be effective?" Liu Changqing exclaimed: "You...... You ......" Fang was convinced that this person was really a master, and his heart was surging, and he couldn't speak. The man said: "If you use my method to practice quietly, within five days, your breath can be adjusted, and your heart and blood will return to its place, and it will definitely be fine." ”
Liu Changqing said happily: "Okay, you can start from the beginning." The man read it slowly from the beginning, and Liu Changqing followed it, some of which were not completely in place, but after an hour, he stood up and felt very warm and comfortable. For this senior, the master is even more devotive. Said: "Thank you seniors for your advice, I don't know what the seniors call it?" The man said: "This mantra is the way to strengthen the body, you practice it once a day in the morning and evening, and you can achieve a little success after half a year." Liu Changqing said: "Yes!" The man said: "What kind of weapon are you using?" Liu Changqing said: "Under the long sword." The man sighed and said, "Why don't you use a short sword? If you use a long sword, why don't you use a gun or a stick?" Liu Changqing said: "The master below makes it a long sword." The man said, "You give me ......," and he didn't say anything after saying a word. Liu Changqing said in his heart: "My predecessor wanted me to practice swords to show him, and suddenly remembered that there was no sword here. Then he asked, "Senior's surname?" The man said slowly, "I have long lost my name." ”
Liu Changqing said in his heart: "This senior doesn't know what has happened to cause him to be so depressed now. The man said: "You didn't steal property, but why were you arrested?" Liu Changqing said gloomily: "I was looking for someone from my master's sect, and I got on the road for no reason on the way." The man said, "Oh?"
Liu Changqing told the original story of how he met the enemy, how he was rescued, and how he fell into the trap. After hearing this, the man said, "Where is the 'Wolf Howling Sect' a miscellaneous sect?" Liu Changqing said: "They have done enough bad things in recent years, the purpose is to collect money, but after the robbery, they will kill the robbed people every time. Everyone in the martial arts was indignant. The man said, "Hmm...... You have no money, and they are not surrounding you for money. Liu Changqing said: "Yes." The man said, "The person who saved you, what kind of kung fu you made, you show me the style of your performance." Liu Changqing followed his memory, with empty fingers in his hand, played the kung fu of Liang Zhao, and said: "He made an iron fan, I was hairy, he only subdued the enemy leader with these few moves, and his figure was much more chic than me." After tidying up his clothes, he said: "The predecessor may see his sect?" The man said: "I don't know the sect, but this person is not an iron fan kung fu." ”
Liu Changqing said: "It's not an iron fan, what is it?" The man said: "This is the judge's pen, and the iron fan makes it imitate the judge's pen, and he deliberately hides it." Liu Changqing said: "Really, I can't see it at all." The man said, "If you wander the rivers and lakes, sooner or later you will be familiar with the eighteen weapons." Liu Changqing no longer doubted, and said excitedly: "My predecessor may instruct me to do a kung fu or two?" The man pondered for a long time, and said: "If kung fu is used to kill people, what is the use of learning it?" Liu Changqing said: "Only kill bad people, not good people, that is to make the best use of things." The man laughed and said, "Good guy, bad guy, how can you see this?" Liu Changqing didn't know what he meant, and said: "Like that wolf howling faction to surround me, this is to be bullied first, with some kung fu, they can beat them and flee, that's it." ”
The man said: "If you learn my kung fu, your master may be willing?" Liu Changqing was stunned for a moment and said, "My master doesn't have this rule, otherwise I wouldn't be able to learn your mental method." The man snorted, as if thinking about something.
After a while, the man said, "Have you always made a sword?" Liu Changqing nodded, and the man said, "Take off your shoes and socks, stretch them out and I'll take a look." ”
Liu Changqing was puzzled, and it was difficult to inquire, so he had to do it. Getting closer, I saw the man leaning sideways, leaning on the iron fence and picking up his feet, looking carefully, sometimes rubbing a few times, and pressing his thumb on the spring point on the soles of his feet, Liu Changqing only felt that ****, the man looked at the tea time and said: "Yes, yes, it is a martial arts practitioner." ”