"Brother, can you give me a cigarette? I'm a little cold." Little Red Hair asked me for a cigarette.
I threw one to him, and he immediately lit it and started smoking.
I asked out of curiosity: "Sleeping Arhat Fist? Brother, are you talking about the one in the movie?"
"What do you mean, I don't know, I never watch movies."
I explained: "Su Qier, the champion of martial arts, is an old movie. In the movie, Su Qier was taught the skills by an old beggar in the end, and then he became the Sleeping Arhat Fist."
Little Hongmao interjected: "Uncle Drunkard, I've also seen that movie. It seems that Ouyang Feng went crazy in the end while practicing kung fu."
"Damn it, you're talking about it. I'm talking about Su Qier, and you're talking about Mao Ouyang Feng."
The little red-haired man smiled with his cigarette under his arm. Linquan Drunkard shook his head and said: "The boxing I am talking about has nothing to do with any movie, and it has nothing to do with beggars. The kung fu that exists in reality has something to do with the Shaolin Temple. "
Snowflakes were falling in the night sky. He raised his head and said, "It is said that thousands of years ago, Patriarch Bodhidharma entered the Central Plains barefoot. On the way, he accepted three disciples and taught him martial arts. One of these three monks was the inventor of Drunken Boxing."
Most of these wild historical legends cannot be verified and are half true and half false. However, Bodhidharma is true. I asked: "The disciples that Patriarch Bodhidharma accepted must also be monks. Monks have the Ten Precepts and cannot drink alcohol."
He said: "Monks' abstinence from alcohol only started after Emperor Wu of the Southern Dynasty specifically issued a decree. Before that, many monks were also addicted to alcohol."
"I see, then do you dream of Arhat Boxing?" I asked.
"I don't know how. I may never be able to understand that profound state in my life."
He also told me some knowledge about Drunken Boxing, and I was shocked after hearing it. Listening to what he meant, he said that once a person drinks too much, his eyes will look at the people around him in slow motion, and the same is true from what others say. People with this kind of physique are suitable for practicing Drunken Boxing and are talented.
Such people need to be trained in the Dharma to enhance the brain's control over the muscles of the limbs in a drunken state, and at the same time maintain that kind of sensitive awareness of the outside world.
Why do I say that this kind of punch is powerful? Think about it, the enemy's fast punching speed is like a slow motion in the eyes of a drunk person. In this way, he can do it with ease and know every move, so he is powerful.
I frowned and thought to myself: "Can an ordinary Drunken Boxer in a drunken state be able to defeat a person like Xie Qirong and Wu Shi Wuchang today?"
It's hard to say, but it doesn't seem like there's no chance.
I have seen with my own eyes that Drunken Master can fight. As for the ultimate version of Drunken Master that he said is Sleeping Arhat Fist, unless I see this with my own eyes one day, I don’t believe that this kind of Kung Fu really exists in the world.
After resting for a while, the snow stopped, and we finally waited for a taxi. By coincidence, this person was the driver who had just sent us here.
"Master, I'm troubling you again."
The driver smiled and said: "It's hard to take a taxi in this area at night. If there is something wrong, I wouldn't leave here. You guys can squeeze in. Where are you going?"
I was sitting in the passenger seat and they were all crowded in the back seat. I said we should go to the Qiaoxi Hotel because I had a secret monthly room there and they had no place to live, so it was a good place to rest.
Because we were not in a hurry this time and the speed was not fast, the driver drove the car very steadily without any bumps. I was in a hurry and didn't pay attention when I came here. I saw that there was a red old cinnabar copper coin hanging on his car.
"You are good at copper coins, master. The Zhou Yuan Tongbao of the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms is rare and is made of thousand-year-old cinnabar."
"Haha, buddy, you still know this. I asked a friend to buy this in an antique store. It cost me several hundred yuan."
I nodded and said it was okay, not expensive.
Zhou Yuan Tongbao was a copper coin made by melting down tens of thousands of Buddha statues in the temple. It itself has the effect of warding off evil spirits. With the red cinnabar left by the ancients, the warding off evil spirits is even better. In fact, this kind of old cinnabar is now used by Zhou Yuan It's not that common. I think its effect is even better than the money spent by mountain ghosts in the Qing Dynasty. The prerequisite is that you need real money and real old cinnabar. This kind of red cinnabar was used to make money for weddings in the past, and many of them were also consecrated.
"Master, your driving skills are really good."
He smiled and said: "Haha, it's normal. When I was young, I drove a boat, and then I switched to driving a taxi. This is what I'll be able to eat for the rest of my life."
"Isn't driving a boat more profitable than driving a taxi? Why did you change your career?"
He said: "It is better than driving a taxi to make more money, but I never want to drive a boat in my life, especially on this lake."
"Why?
