The man with the black mole looked around and saw five deep marks on the white wall, revealing the compacted gray sand and yellow mud inside.
The man with the black mole had also learned the five-finger Zen technique before. He moved his feet to the right, sat still, closed his eyes and rested his mind, tightened the Qi in his Dantian, and then moved the Qigong to the five fingers of his right hand. With a shout, the five fingers were like an eagle. He grabbed hard at the wall like claws, and the white strips on the wall fell down one after another with a "cracking, crackling" sound, raising a burst of dust.
The big man with the black mole took a closer look and was stunned. The finger marks he scratched were only half as deep as those made by the old Orion.
He was frightened in his heart, but tried not to show it. He thought: I have been neglecting this five-finger Zen skill for a long time. In a martial arts competition, it is better than the real skill of a real sword or a real spear.
"When will the old man come back?" The big man with black mole pretended to be calm and shouted loudly.
"The day after tomorrow." Zhang Shaofei replied.
"The day after tomorrow?" the big man with black mole warned fiercely, "It's really unbearable to wait. In two days, if he doesn't compete with me face to face, I will set fire to this room."
Looking at the leaving figure of the big man with black moles, Lan Bing was a little frightened: "If our house is burned down, where will my father and daughter live?"
When Orion Lin returned home from the cloth shop next door, he saw the five shallow grooves made by the black man with his fingers on the wall. He complained endlessly: "Although the grooves he made were not as deep as ours, he used real skills." , but what we use is..."
Zhang Shaofei, however, looked confident and said: "Success or failure in the world depends not only on strength, but more importantly, on morality and spirituality. In two days, I will make this brute obedient."
Two days later, Zhang Shaofei took Lin Orion to the cloth shop next door, pointed to the ingot-shaped hemp stone used to grind cloth and said, "Get a few people to help carry this ingot-shaped hemp stone to the Eight Immortals table in your living room."
This ingot-shaped hemp stone weighs at least three hundred kilograms. The owner of the cloth shop had always been on friendly terms with Lin Orion, so he asked a few guys to help him tie the gem with ropes and use several large bamboo poles to lift and carry it. It was with great difficulty that he got it to Lin Orion's house and placed it on the Eight Immortals' table.
Not long after everyone dispersed, the big man with black mole came.
This time, Zhang Shaofei brought him into the hall, pointed to the yuan gem on the table, and said: "Lin Orion came back last night, picked up this big stone and danced for a while, saying that he had not mastered the kung fu yet, and wanted to ask the master for advice again. .”
The big man with black mole roared angrily: "What, you still want to become a disciple? I can't wait, I can't wait!" He stabbed the Daguan knife towards the floor.
Zhang Shaofei teased him with words: "I think your Daguan Dao only weighs a few dozen kilograms. I wonder if you can lift this big stone?"
The big man with black mole was a strong man who loved to win. He was aroused by Zhang Shaofei's provocation, and his anger rushed to his forehead. He thought to himself: That old hunter is over fifty years old, but he can still dance with this precious stone. He is as strong as an ox, so he is just right. With all my strength, can't I lift this big stone?
The competitive spirit that refused to admit defeat drove him to grit his teeth, firmly tighten the black wide polyester belt around his waist, stand upright, look into Luck Dantian, grab the hemp stone with both hands, and shout: "Get up!"
As expected, the big man with black mole lifted the big ingot stone and raised it above his head.
"Okay!" the onlookers shouted in amazement.
The big man with black mole was ecstatic. However, he would not be proud for long, because the Yuan Gem was too heavy after all, like a Mount Tai pressing on the top of his head.
Not long after, the man with the black mole felt that he was unable to do what he wanted, but in full view of the public, he could not throw down the boulder in embarrassment and lose face, so he had to force his death. After a while, his teeth were chattering, his complexion turned purple from suppressing the pain, and his legs gradually felt unable to support him and were shaking a little. As soon as he lets go, the big stone will fall from the top of his head, crushing him into a meat pie. Want to throw the big stone aside? But at this time, he doesn't even have that little strength.
Zhang Shaofei was watching from the side. Seeing the expression of the big man with black mole, he knew that the time to close the net was coming soon, but he still remained silent.
The man with the black mole, whose strength was almost exhausted, was speechless and could only look at Zhang Shaofei with pleading eyes.
Eyes are the windows to the soul. Seeing his pleading look, Zhang Shaofei raised his arms and waved to all sides.
The waiters who had been lying in wait around immediately rushed out and walked up to Zhang Shaofei.
Zhang Shaofei ordered: "This Yuan Gemstone is too heavy. It is really amazing for this master to lift it. You all can work together to unload the big stone for him."
"Okay." After the guys responded, they stepped forward and unloaded the gemstone from the head of the big man with black mole.
The big man with the black mole was unsteady on his feet. When his feet went weak, he collapsed on the ground, opened his mouth wide, and gasped for air. That scene could even be blown by an overnight stove.
Zhang Shaofei walked up to the big man with the black mole, lowered his head and asked with concern: "You think it's too hard, don't you?"
The big man with the black mole was still panting and couldn't answer, so he just nodded.
Zhang Shaofei waved in, and Lan Bing brought a bowl of brown sugar ginger tea that had been prepared from the kitchen.
Zhang Shaofei said to Lan Bing: "Let this master drink a bowl of brown sugar and ginger tea to calm his shock."
Lan Bing handed the ginger tea to the big man with the black mole and said, "After you drink this ginger tea, you won't fight with us anymore."
The big man with black mole took the ginger tea and drank it in big gulps. After a while, his livid face turned slightly red.
Zhang Shaofei said: "You are indeed a strong man with extraordinary physical strength and martial arts, but you can't be arrogant because of your talent, and you can't bully others because of your bravery. The laws of nature and ethics are all integrated. You have martial arts and can join the army to kill the enemy and make contributions to the country, but But you cannot use this to oppress ordinary people."
Those words were like the tip of a needle piercing the heart of the big man with black mole. He suddenly became ashamed, stood up, cupped his hands and said: "What I said is absolutely true. May I ask your name?"
"My surname is Zhang and my name is Shaofei. Where are you, warrior?"
"The surname is Chen and the name is Huiming."
"Your accent doesn't sound like someone from Qiu County. Where is your hometown?"
"Cangzhou, Hebei. I am the grandson of Emperor Chen Xuan."
"Ah, Cangzhou, Hebei Province, this is the place where martial arts are practiced. No wonder the warriors are so skilled in martial arts." Zhang Shaofei praised.
Huiming waved his hands and said: "Don't mention whether you are good at martial arts or not. After this time, compared with you, I am willing to be inferior from the bottom of my heart."
Zhang Shaofei: "You came here from Cangzhou, Hebei, and you have traveled a long way."
Huiming sighed: "Oh, my family is unfortunate. I have to wander around and sell martial arts to make a living. I didn't expect to meet a sage in Qiu County. Listening to your words today is better than ten years of reading. Okay, I say goodbye. See you later." After speaking, he turned to Lin Orion: "I have offended you a lot recently, please forgive me!"
Without waiting for Lin Orion's reply, Huiming picked up the Daguan Dao, turned around, and walked away with "Gedeng, Geden" strides.
After being freed from the crisis, Lin Orion and his daughter witnessed the cause and effect of the incident and thanked Zhang Shaofei thousands of times. However, Zhang Shaofei said humbly: "Why thank each other for trivial matters. In Buddhism, all sentient beings are saved, and a doctor hangs a pot to help the world. One who is compassionate.”
Before entering the Hui Sect, Zhang Shaofei's thoughts had already been deeply imprinted with Buddhism.
Lin Orion saw that Zhang Shaofei was sincere and smart, and he loved her very much. Seeing that his daughter was already in her prime, something touched his heart. He mustered up the courage to say to Zhang Shaofei, "Excuse me, who else is there in your family?"
"A loving mother is here."
"Where is your father?"
"No longer alive."
"Who else is at home?"
"I have no brothers and no sisters."
"That's not what I'm asking about. I'm asking about something else."
Zhang Shaofei still didn't understand what Lin Orion was referring to and blinked: "What exactly are you asking about?"
Orion Lin: "Have you married a wife?"
Zhang Shaofei waved his hand: "No."
"Okay!" Orion Lin happily patted the Eight Immortals table with his hand.
Zhang Shaofei was confused: "What's good?"
Lin Orion said loudly: "You are single now, and I think you have reached the age of starting a family. If you don't mind, I will betroth my daughter to you."
Zhang Shaofei blushed and waved his hands repeatedly: "No! No!"
Orion Lin was a little unhappy: "What? Do you think my daughter is ugly?"
Zhang Shaofei saw Lan Bing sitting in a corner with his head lowered, with a pink face and peach cheeks, and tears in his eyes, so he replied: "Miss Lan Bing has the appearance of a flower shy of the moon, and the appearance of a fish that sinks into the sky. She is indeed the best among women." "
Orion Lin: "If that's the case, why don't you agree?"
Zhang Shaofei spread his hands: "My family is very poor."
Orion Lin confessed: "My daughter and I are not people who love the rich and despise the poor."
Zhang Shaofei lowered his head, "I...I have never considered marriage. Besides, I..." Zhang Shaofei, who was usually articulate, actually became stuttering at this time.
Orion Lin: "Why are you so hesitant as a man?"
Zhang Shaofei said bluntly: "I...my heart already belongs to someone, I hope I understand." Zhang Shaofei's clear face should have been filled with happiness and sweetness, but at this time, his face showed a kind of confusion. An inexplicable look.
"This..." Seeing him like this, Orion Lin said no more.
Over there, the tears in Lan Bing's eyes kept flowing down like broken pearls.
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People living in the city all have the same feeling: life in the mountains, lonely, lonely, deserted... However, Zhang Shaofei doesn't think so.
Although Zhang Shaofei is not very old, he has had experiences in cities such as Xihai and Hepu, and his inner world is extremely rich and sensitive. What's more, a few days ago, he inadvertently realized the true meaning of "the environment arises from the heart" during a conversation with a hunter in the mountains... Therefore, as a "mountain man" who often dealt with the mountains, he felt that the life in the mountains and the Just as exciting as the city -
In the early morning, walking on the dewdrops on the winding mountain road is like being in a poetic and picturesque scene; at noon, the smoke from the mountains rises, awakening the soul to find the way home; violent storms come unexpectedly, just like the vagaries of life; the road is bumpy, the mountains are heavy and the water is repeated, just like The cycle of destiny drifts away; after experiencing the scorching sun, I harvest the essence of heaven; I hear the birds singing and the tigers roar, and feel the charm of the mountains... Birds, animals, flowers, plants and trees are all my companions...
One foggy morning, Zhang Shaofei climbed up a big tree and was about to chop down the branches on the tree with his knife. When he raised his head, he suddenly saw a huge mountain standing on the mist-shrouded mountain not far away. The figure stands on the top of a towering peak, standing tall against the sky, looking up at the stars in the sky, overlooking the picturesque mountains and rivers; smiling at the changing winds and clouds, listening to the rushing rivers...
