It was quite cold at night, and even after entering the room, there was still a blast of cold air entering my lungs.
It turned out that the window next to the living room was not closed, and there was a cold wind blowing against the dark blue night sky.
Zhou Yan walked over, closed the window, and asked Lin Congee, "Is Congee cold?"
Lin Congru shook his head: "It's not cold."
"I'm still thinking about turning on the air conditioner or something." Zhou Yan said with a smile.
"Nurture yang in spring and summer, nourish yin in autumn and winter, and use less air conditioning." Lin Tzu said.
Zhou Yan is not a person who likes to use air conditioners, but the environment is sometimes too cold. Turning on the air conditioner can make it a little warmer. Hearing Lin Congeou talk about the theory of traditional Chinese medicine, he just thought that Xiao Congee was a little special and cute, and he smiled. Laughing: "That won't happen."
Arriving in front of Lin Congru, Zhou Yan held his sister's little hand.
The little hands are soft, just a little bit cold, like snow in winter, but softer than snow.
"It's so cold." Zhou Yandi mumbled, looked at Lin Conzu, and gave me his other hand.
Lin Congru obediently stretched out his little hands, and Zhou Yan put his two little hands together and covered them gently.
"Brother." Lin Churro called softly.
"What's wrong?"
Seeing the girl raise her eyes, Zhou Yan asked.
"How did you read the book?" Lin Congru asked in a low voice.
Zhou Yan thought Lin Congru was saying it was inappropriate to hold his sister's little hand, but he was overthinking it and turned out to be concerned about his "study" issues.
"After reading most of it, I basically have an understanding."
In fact, Zhou Yan only read a few pages of the book, but when Qi Zhou asked, he also reported more.
What if the report is less and my sister says he is not serious about reading.
But Lin Congru didn't seem to be too concerned about his reading. He struggled with his little hand, slipped out of Zhou Yan's palm, and then took one of Zhou Yan's hands.
Just when Zhou Yan was puzzled, Lin Churro's little hand seemed to have cast magic. Just the contact between the palm of his palm and the back of Zhou Yan's hand caused Zhou Yan's palm or five fingers to move towards Lin Churro's little hand. The direction of movement of the driving force.
Zhou Yan only felt that his hands were being "sucked" gently by Lin Chuzhou without using much effort, but it seemed that his two hands were equipped with magnets and were very close to each other, and there was also a little bit on the edge of the middle of his palms. A gentle and gentle force.
It's like there's an electric current flowing through it.
Of course it can't be real current.
If I really had to describe the feeling, it would probably be the tingling feeling caused by tension when a person is kissing their skin while doing something they like to do with their partner.
This tingling feeling continued, and Zhou Yan's hand moved uncontrollably closer to Lin Congru's right arm.
Until Zhou Yan's hand completely touched Lin Congru's arm.
Even through the clothes, the real touch of the girl's arms still made Zhou Yan a little distracted.
This is real step-by-step instruction.
Under Zhou Yan's perception, his hand was held by Lin Congru's small hand, and even the five fingers were accurately controlled. He was slightly bowed and slid gently on his arm, and Zhou Yan could clearly feel the movement of his five fingers. The priority of force.
There was even a kind of porridge that was controlling her hands on her behalf.
The touching arm suddenly felt a force acting in the direction of the palm. This force was very intuitive. At this time, Lin Churui lightly rubbed the joints on Mo Zhouyan's fingers, and his fingers moved uncontrollably. stand up.
[In view of the general environment,
The effects of forces are reciprocal.
When his fingers moved wrongly on Congee's arm, Zhou Yan could feel a small push.
Under the influence of this thrust, Zhou Yan could clearly feel that the force exerted on him by Congee's arms was constantly disappearing. After that, only the strength exerted by Lin Congee's arms on him was left, and it was gradually amplifying.
This feeling was like reappearing yesterday. At that time, Congee took him through the techniques of exerting force.
At that time, it was a function of the waist and abdomen, and it was considered a systemic form, but now it is localized.
Zhou Yan also felt this natural and incomparable power more intuitively.
Just like facing the waves directly, you can eliminate the momentum of the oncoming water waves and then roll them back.
Zhou Yan was held in check by Lin Chouchu, and he suddenly had some enlightenment.
He said to Lin Churro, "Chow Chow, please relax and let me do it myself."
Lin Congru said softly and let go of Zhou Yan's hand. Zhou Yan readjusted his hand back to its previous position and recalled the movements of his hand when Lin Conge was carrying him.
"Okay." Zhou Yan said.
Lin Churro also stretched out his arm at this time, and Zhou Yan's hand touched Lin Churro's arm.
Zhou Yan only felt that Lin Churri's arm trembled, and there was a powerful force similar to when a table tennis racket hits a table tennis ball at a very fast speed. Zhou Yan once again recalled the action just now, remembering that Lin Churro was moving him. position, push along with the trend.
The feeling of gradually losing strength reappeared.
But it hasn’t been completely eliminated yet.
Zhou Yan tried his best and couldn't find the key to reducing the momentum just now. He was hit by the force of his arm and Zhou Yan stumbled back several steps.
"Did I think it was a success just now?" Zhou Yan asked.
Lin Congru looked at Zhou Yan's expectant eyes, nodded slightly, and then shook his head.
"It's a bit wrong." Lin Congru said softly.
"That's OK, at least we've taken the first step." Zhou Yan chuckled.
Although he knew that this was just one of the countless power-generating techniques of the Four Liangs, and he was not even proficient at all, he could only say that he succeeded a little bit.
But Zhou Yan is still quite satisfied.
After all, a breakthrough from 0 to 1 was achieved.
"Let's try porridge again." Zhou Yan said.
"good."
Lin Chou also patiently rearranged Zhou Yan's position, and then tried it several times with Zhou Yan.
For the last time, Zhou Yan was able to neutralize Lin Churro's strength and stop firmly on the spot.
"It worked haha."
Zhou Yan feels that Master Ma should learn from Congee.
This kind of hair extension, even just extension and transformation, is not an ordinary category.
But Master Ma is a bit pitiful.
Obviously we were supposed to face a master of the same age, but the opponent didn’t respect martial arts and replaced him with a free-boxing practitioner. How could his old arms and legs be able to withstand it? Afterwards, so many people laughed at Master Ma for not being a real Kung Fu fighter, so who would care? He could get back up after being knocked down several times.
He was obviously an old man and could have fallen to the ground, but he still stood up and was knocked down again and again. Even if a bunch of people later used him as material to make a ghost video, he didn't say anything. In terms of martial ethics, he can stand his ground. of.
However, compared to Master Ma's fitness skills, Zhou Yan obviously values Lin Congeor's real skills more.
How many capable hermits there are in the country, the number is estimated to be quite considerable in a vast territory, but ordinary people can only meet a few in a lifetime.
If they hadn't had in-depth contact with Congee, no one would have known that this treasured girl from Sichuan and Chongqing was good at medicine and martial arts.
You can brag about any one of them, but Congee has mastered both. Even Qin Jianjia, the young Taoist uncle, looked at Congee with admiration. You can imagine how powerful Congee is.
Learn, must learn.
How could he give up halfway when he was still learning and teaching?
"Why don't you sleep here with me at night, and you can take me to practice again." Zhou Yan said softly to Lin Congee.
Lin Congru tilted his head, seeming to be thinking.
"Is it possible that it's not appropriate?" Lin Congru looked at Zhou Yan and asked in a low voice.
Zhou Yan knew that Lin Congru was worried about others gossiping, so he smiled and said, "There's nothing inappropriate. You are my sister. You don't care what others do."
"I'll say hello to Xiaoxuan then," Zhou Yan said.
When Lin Churui heard what Zhou Yan said, he also felt
He nodded slightly.
"It was just a pick-up, and there's still a return." Lin Churri said.
"Pick up and return?"
Zhou Yan was stunned for a moment.
The little porridge man didn't say much, so he took control of it again at this time.
The scent of medicine on the girl's body made Zhou Yan slightly intoxicated, and he soon sobered up.
Xiao Porridge's teaching is similar to fighting each other, with the left hand holding his hand and beating his own right hand. Generally speaking, this is difficult to control, but for Xiao Porridge, there is no such worry.
But this time, Lin Congeu also showed Zhou Yan the posture and the "return" technique on the arm contact points just now.
Following Lin Chouchu's control movements, Zhou Yan felt that the force of his arm's head-on collision was immediately eliminated. Then his palm trembled slightly, and a force in the opposite direction appeared, causing Chouchou's arm to move along the palm of his hand. direction movement.
It's like being attracted by a magnet.
This is a skill that is difficult to describe in words. You may only be able to understand it if you are on the scene, being pressed tightly against Xiao Zhou Zhou, smelling the fresh and pleasant medicinal fragrance on her body, and feeling the gentle caress of her small palms. This force-generating technique is a wonderful and special feeling.
Zhou Yan thought about it for a moment, and when the rice porridge was loosened, he tried to do the same action in the air.
It just has its shape but no meaning.
"I have to pick it up before I go back."
Lin Chouchu's smart voice came. She whispered while raising her arm slightly to let Zhou Yan's palm touch it.
Lin Churro didn't know why Zhou Yan showed a strong interest in martial arts, but she felt a little happy in her heart. However, if her brother wanted to learn, she would teach him.
No other ideas.
So Lin Churro practiced with Zhou Yan for many times. Even if Zhou Yan didn't understand the essence, Lin Churro took Zhou Yan to understand it on the spot over and over again. After practicing over and over again, only Zhou Yan, as the elder brother, could get such treatment. Zhou Yan also truly felt the benefits of personal sparring.
Soon, he learned how to connect and return this point.
Rounding up, he actually learned four taels.
Of course, he was also a little narcissistic. After all, there were tens of thousands of point skills in Four Liang, and he had only learned one, and he had to study it closely with Qiu Zhou.
"Let's practice some more Churro." Zhou Yan said to Lin Churro expectantly.
"Just practice the arms first." Zhou Yan added.
"Um."
Lin Congru nodded and held Zhou Yan's hand again.
...
Early the next morning,
Zhou Yan woke up and smiled slightly when he saw the girl clinging to his side.
Yesterday, he and his sister practiced very late, and he also learned at least twenty points. At least if he could stand and maintain that posture, as long as the opponent used his arms or fists to attack, he was confident that he could easily perform a four-two counterattack. Make it back.
Although he is still not very familiar with it, after all, in addition to the force control skills of muscle groups and bones, there are also the skills of exerting force. So far, he has only learned the form, not the spirit.
Strength is a further step, which is also the reason for the shaking and tingling feeling when I was controlled by Congee last night.
Congee also said that if you want to learn how to use force, you have to practice it at least thousands of times. Optical skills are useless.
In traditional ancient martial arts, there is no distinction between open strength and dark strength. At least here in Congee, they are all collectively referred to as strength. To learn how to use strength, Zhou Yan probably needs to practice closely with Congee for a period of time... and learn it. Won't.
Practice, practice more.
Then rely on understanding and feeling.
This does not need to be described in words. Congee's grandma can't speak, and she also taught Congee step by step. Now his sister is also teaching him step by step.
This is true teaching by word and deed.
As if aware that Zhou Yan had woken up, the girl's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she opened her smart eyes. She was one behind and looked up at Zhou Yan slightly.
Simplicity, innocence, Tianshan Lake
The water is as clear and transparent as white paper, and full of the girl's thoughts.
Zhou Yan smiled slightly at her, letting the morning sunlight shine slantly on the gap between the two of them, piercing through the hair, making the light and shadow gradually dim, and the girl's clear eyes were filled with the shadow of the man in front of her.
Just such a look at each other has been given a certain meaning by time.
Hug each other's soft bodies, feel each other's warmth, the skin touch of the thin underwear, and the hint of ice and coldness.
The midwinter morning is a bit cool.
There is a thin layer of frost on the windows, like gauze, and there are more white lights and shadows outside the windows.
Lin Churri looked out the window with some feeling, and shrank slightly in Zhou Yan's arms lazily, a bit lazily like a girl.
"Snowing."
December 2nd, the first snow of winter.
"Um."
Porridge's hands and feet were still cold, but compared with the dampness and coldness in the air, they felt warm.
While being wrapped, there is also a surge of emotions similar to pampering.
Zhou Yan tried his best to let the girl lean into his arms, and at the same time wrapped himself in a quilt to prevent the cold from getting in.
"Sleep a little longer. It's still early for the game at 9:30 in the morning." Zhou Yan also rarely takes a break. On weekdays, he would wake up at 6 or 7 o'clock without feeling sleepy at all. Today, it is rare for him to sleep with Congee. So what if you go to bed later.
"I want to see snow." The girl whispered, her eyes falling outside the window.
Zhou Yan didn’t know if Lin Congeor had ever seen snow. Although Sichuan and Chongqing are located in the south, it doesn’t snow. It may only come once every few years. Of course, snow will also be a rarity in Jiangnan in later generations. , from once a year to once every several years in most areas.
The so-called co-governance of the global warming environment is just a talk on paper. Not every country has such a consciousness if it really wants to give up the development of economic governance and environmental governance.
That small island later had so-called "pure water" discharged several times, but I didn't know whether it was really pure or fake. Anyway, Zhou Yan would never eat the so-called seafood and snacks produced on that small island in those years.
That's too far.
"Let's go see the snow." Zhou Yan said to Lin Congru with a smile.
"OK."
