"Brother, I heard someone in the school say that the Blackwater River is haunted by water ghosts."
In the earthen house, Bai Qi was cooking in front of the stove, and the aroma of simmering beef came out of the earthen pot.
He turned around, brought the steamed rice to the table, and asked casually:
"What's going on?"
Bai Ming moved the small bench obediently and replied:
"It seems that the gang of gangsters who followed Yang Quan are dead.
Someone was fishing at Gaotanyan and pulled up a rotten hand.
Going downstream, I also found a lot of mutilated limbs and pieces of meat... Everyone said that there was another water ghost. "
Bai Qi raised his eyebrows:
“The ones who died were Yang Quan’s men?
That water ghost is pretty weird.
He actually knows how to do justice for heaven and eliminate harm for the people. "
Nearly seven days have passed since Chen Da's body was buried in the reed swamp.
It took such a long time, even if the county and city sent a magician to investigate.
Facing the vast reedy Heishui River, it is impossible to find any clues.
What's more, no one cares about the life or death of a few rogues.
Therefore, he felt very at ease and was not afraid of Yang Quan being suspicious of him.
How could Bai Aqi, who was usually cautious and kept his head down when doing things, dare to kill someone?
No one believed it even if it was spread out!
"Brother, I have made another ten thousand yuan... The school teacher said that I can write well and asked me to copy books for him in the future."
Before the meal started, Bai Ming passed out the coins one by one as if taking credit for them, then put them away and presented them to Bai Qi.
"My dear brother, you are very capable now! You put it away. When I have saved fifty coins, I will go to the county bookstore and buy you a set of pens and ink."
Bai Qi did not ask for the hard-earned ten copper coins, lowered his head and smiled:
"After winter, next spring, I will send you to school."
A set of functional pens and ink would naturally cost more than fifty cents.
But as an older brother, it is natural for you to take care of your younger brothers.
Just think of it as a reward for "doing well in the final exam".
"Can I help my brother by studying in a school? So that my brother doesn't have to work so hard?"
Bai Ming asked seriously.
"Of course. Look at the fish farm, firewood market, and fire kiln, those in charge.
They have all been in the school, and when the time comes, you will be able to make a difference.
Brother, whoever reported the name was very respectful! "
Bai Qi was joking while spreading the stewed beef in a bowl, mixing it with rice and eating it.
He blanched the meat in boiling water and soaked it in cold water.
Finally, it is served with green onion and ginger and simmered over a slow fire to ensure the flavor.
When it comes to food, Bai Qi is never willing to treat himself badly if conditions permit.
Anyway, there are ways to play the poor, and there are ways to play the rich.
"Improving the quality of life is indeed the meaning of hard work."
The fragrant meat flavor, mixed with the thick soup and drizzled over the rice, makes Bai Qi feel happy after taking one bite.
He was like a storm, finishing three large bowls before filling his stomach.
After practicing the Eighth Stage Gong diligently and hard, not only the progress has greatly increased, but the appetite has also become better and better.
One meal must include a pound of meat and a large bowl of rice.
Fishing in the water every day consumes too much and cannot keep up with nutritional supplements, which can easily harm the body.
"No wonder in that thatched cottage notebook, it was written that an old monk practiced martial arts and ate a cow a day... I thought it was an exaggeration before.
Looking at it now, it’s not impossible.
Fortunately, I can make money by fishing, otherwise I would be ruined and impoverished. "
Bai Qi wiped his mouth and breathed a long sigh of relief.
My brother Bai Ming cleared the table and put the dishes in the basin so that they could be taken to the river to be washed later.
The two brothers have always gotten along like this, neither one wants to be an idler who only eats and does nothing.
"Wang Laizi seems to have been beaten. Yesterday I was squatting in the school to listen to the class, and a student from Yulan was giving a lecture. He was slapped by Yang Quan a few days ago."
Bai Ming stepped on the bench and wiped the stove, busy with his hands and chatting with his brother.
"Wang Lezi? Has he been hanging around our house for a while?"
Bai Qi narrowed his eyes. He knew that his brother Bai Ming was writing homework for him in the school. He had quite a lot of "connections" and was much better informed than he was.
"Well, brother, when you went out to fish, that scoundrel knocked on the door and asked for water, but I ignored him."
Bai Ming nodded, suddenly remembering this.
"I understand. When it gets late, remember to close the doors and windows."
Bai Qi's eyes turned cold and he suppressed his murderous intention.
He picked up the bald-hair pen and copied miscellaneous books twice as usual.
The ink in his mind shook, and clear words flashed out.
[Practice calligraphy diligently and improve your skills...]
Intangible insights flow down, like a gurgling stream, infiltrating the spirit.
[Skill: Reading and Hyphenation (Xiao Cheng)]
[Progress: (5/800)]
[Efficacy: After reading a hundred times, the meaning will be apparent to you, and you will gradually achieve something by drawing parallels]
"The expression is a bit vague. I think it should be to increase understanding and understanding."
Bai Qi was very happy to have successfully honed another skill and achieved a small breakthrough.
This kind of real progress made him feel at ease.
"As long as you persevere, sooner or later you will be able to wait until the day it blooms and bears fruit."
…
…
At night.
Bai Qiha took a breath of hot air, walked along the river, and entered the water at Datian Bay not far away.
The shorts and straw sandals were piled up, so no one would steal the worthless things.
He is not the Seven Fairies or the Spider Spirit.
A layer of mist rose from the cold river surface.
Bai Qi rubbed the muscles of his arms and thighs several times until they became hot, then he went into the water.
Swing your arms and swim three to four feet, wait until your pores relax, then start to float up and down.
Use the action of treading water and riding waves to exercise the warm breath flowing in your abdomen.
call!
suck!
His chest kept rising and falling, like the big bellows being pulled when a furnace was turned on.
A warm wave of heat seemed to emerge from the seams in the bones and quickly spread throughout the body.
"This feeling... is so comfortable!"
Bai Qi felt that the muscles in his thighs were tightening.
Just like forging iron, the rough embryo squeezes out impurities and becomes solid and powerful.
Such an obvious improvement in physical fitness and increase in physical strength is indeed intoxicating.
“There are a lot of proverbs about martial arts in Ba Duan Gong, which match my experience of practicing the martial arts. If I think about it carefully, it’s quite interesting.
For example, practicing boxing without practicing legs is like a daredevil.
Because power starts from the ground, any martial arts must have a solid base in order to be effective. "
Bai Qi concentrated his energy, stepped on the water and carried the waves, and ran back and forth.
Gradually, he clearly felt the breath swirling in his lower abdomen.
It has grown from the thickness of a thumb to the size of a child's arm.
As the blood flows, it travels to the limbs and bones, nourishing every inch of the muscles.
[Treading water ten times, my skills improve and my progress increases...]
[Qi spreads throughout the body, I understand the secret, and my progress greatly increases...]
Lines of text flow like a waterfall, flashing on the ink scroll.
I don’t know how long I have been practicing, but my breath and blood are rushing like waves.
If he hadn't been in the river, Bai Qi would have been sweating all over.
"Qi is generated from blood, and the combination of the two makes the muscles strong and the body strong, so that 'strength' can be developed."
Sections of profound and true insights flooded into my mind in an instant.
It seems that I have practiced it countless times and gradually grasped the key points.
Wow! Wow! Wow!
Bai Qi's movements of treading water and carrying waves seemed more and more skillful.
There were large ripples on the river, but no one could be seen among them.
He shuttles like a big fish, slippery and extremely flexible!
"My whole body seemed to be wrapped in water waves. I jumped five or six meters away without any resistance. It was much better than on land."
Bai Qi shook his head and shook away the water drops on his hair, feeling very happy and hearty.
As the progress of the eighth-level gong soared, the gentle warm current swirling around the lower abdomen finally became like a thick hemp rope twisted into one.
He couldn't wait to punch out so that the power filling his body could be released!
"Is this... what it feels like to hold the blood?"
Bai Qi slowly swam ashore. He didn't even have time to put it on, so he bent down and picked up the pebbles scattered everywhere.
His fingers clenched tightly, and all the veins popped out.
The skin and flesh look like cooked prawns, suddenly turning red!
Click!
It's like invisible energy is poured into it!
Crush it to pieces!
"The combination of breath and blood can twist the whole body's strength into a rope and a force!
That's why warriors have extraordinary lethality. Their fists can open monuments, crack rocks, and tear apart tigers and leopards alive! "
Bai Qi let go and scattered the pebbles into several pieces.
He only grasped the energy and blood, but far from developing strength.
Otherwise, the strength he had just exploded would have been enough to crush hard stones into powder.
“Using Qi and blood to exert strength consumes a lot of energy, so you need to eat more meat and replenish your body.
Those warriors with good bones may be born with strong bodies.
Therefore, the Qi and blood are strong and the strength is fierce.
When a fight breaks out, no one can stop you! "
Bai Qi pondered the insights he gained from practicing, lowered his eyelids, and summoned the ink jar.
[Skill: Eight-level Kung Fu (Xiao Cheng)]
[Progress: (1/800)]
[Efficacy: River sneaking, water fighting like a dragon]
