"Hehe! What's going on, Fifth Brother? Is this gun good?" I bared my teeth and walked up to Qiu Wu. I poked his head with the cold barrel of the gun and asked with a smile.
"This shot is to tell you that we definitely have the courage to kill you. Why didn't we kill you? It's because the boss didn't pay to kill you." Qiu Wu looked up at me, with a look in his eyes. The fear was so obvious that he bit his lips and remained silent. Qiu Wu, who had stepped into the coffin with one foot at the last moment, really couldn't say anything at this time.
"Someone asked me to bring you a message." As soon as I said this, Da Huang'er beside me casually threw something wrapped in a rag onto Qiu Wu. With a 'click' sound, the rag spread out, and a severed hand with a bloody face fell onto Qiu Wu's thigh.
"This, this," Qiu Wu's eyes widened in fear, and his already tense nerves tightened again. Subconsciously, he reached out and grabbed the severed hand and threw it aside.
"Hehe! Someone asked me to tell you that you have eaten enough for so many years. If you should withdraw, just withdraw. If you don't listen to the advice and just reach out your fucking hand casually, it will be your hand that will be chopped off next time. It's just you. If your body is too weak, you may have to disappear. My words are here. As for Fifth Brother, it’s your choice in the future.” After saying that, I held the gun flat and backed away.
"Get in the car, let's evacuate!" At my greeting, Ma Chi and Da Huang'er quickly got on the Jetta.
'Bang, bang! Without any warning, the gun in my hand rang again, and the two guns crashed at Qiu Wu's feet. "Ouch!" Qiu Wu, who exclaimed, quickly shrank his feet, held his head in his hands and rolled over. Hidden aside.
"Haha!" It feels really good to kill someone with a gun, huh? I laughed maniacally and retreated to the passenger side.
"Fifth Brother! What's wrong? Ask someone to tell me something. If nothing happens, let's walk two more rounds! Haha!" Putting away the gun, I got into the broken Jetta. Ma Chi kicked the floor, and the Jetta car He turned around and disappeared quickly.
The small trouble caused by gambling debts at Nanyuan Hotel was solved in this way. It was solved from the root. It may be a bit simple and crude, but I have no choice. Do I need to call the police or find a lawyer to go to court? ? I'm not that naive. There is no shortage of blood and violence in this world. Now that my brother has this strength, wouldn't it be nice to just point him out? After Po Jetta disappeared, Qiu Wu lay on his back on the ground. His empty eyes looked at the dark and deep night sky. After having been around for so long, he had offended a lot of people overtly and covertly. He could afford to buy it. There are also many people in his life. He has been getting along well in the past few years. He seems to have forgotten the danger of being in the bloody world. Qiu Wu, who was blinded by the good life, finally woke up at this moment. Afterwards, Qiu Wu He consciously sold off the property in his name and gradually faded out of this bloody and cruel world.
His journey in the world is over, but what about mine? It seems like it has just begun. This unique road of the world between me and the big monsters, I don’t know where to go, let alone where to stop. Go to hell! Follow your feelings, hold on to your dream's hand, and take it wherever you go.
Thrilling scenes can only be fragments of life, and cannot be the norm. The days we live day by day are as dull as a glass of boiled water. It looks colorless and tasteless when you drink it, but it is indispensable to people.
On ordinary days, my life is quite regular. In addition to the daily classes, meals, and sleeping, I go to Lao Litou's house two fixed nights a week to eat the small stove he prepared for me. He really had something in his stomach. He had a book called "Treatise on Febrile Diseases" and a book called "Synopsis of the Golden Chamber". Lao Li Tou didn't read the book at all and told me word for word. At first, I didn't understand it at all. I'm also a bit of a beginner.
This little thing left by our ancestors is actually all-inclusive. Thinking about the Taoist alchemy method that I have practiced, I really became enlightened about Chinese medicine. In addition to studying medical books with Lao Li Tou, I also ran to Xiao Longnv from time to time. At first, I just wanted to get closer to the beautiful woman. As time went by, I found that practicing calligraphy was quite interesting. At least it suits my low-key and reserved nature. Xiao Longnu also sincerely wants to teach me how to write calligraphy. She is very attentive to everything she does. She said, "The main thing in practicing calligraphy is the strength of the wrist. It doesn't matter how good the calligraphy is." It’s not important. The more important thing to practice when practicing calligraphy is to practice Qi, which is the same as your Taoist meditation and Zhanzhuang Qi training. The common people don’t know whether they only care about whether the character is good-looking, but ignore its true connotation. Isn’t it absurd? 'An old saying goes like this: 'Be confident and complete it in one breath.' The main idea is just one breath. '
Under Hu Fengya's careful guidance, my calligraphy has become slightly better. Through writing calligraphy, I have gained a better understanding of Qi, and I have gradually gained my own experience in understanding and applying it.
When she was teaching me how to practice calligraphy, Hu Fengya always liked to play a piece of music. I had also seen her simple-style lyre. The sound of the piano was beautiful, high and low, and the ancient rhyme was long, as if it had been played since eternity. Traveling through the ancient times, it directly touched the bottom of my heart and lingered in the depths of my mind.
This feeling of entering with the sound of the piano is not unfamiliar to me. Last time in the stone chamber under the cave, the girl in red dress Yan Ling played the piano to help me refine the Ziyang Golden Pill. Although Hu Fengya's piano sound lacked some red clothes The divine wings of the girl's music can also have the effect of making the listener calm and peaceful. After all, we are young people, and we still have curiosity about everything.
"Is it difficult to play the piano? Can I learn it?" I smiled and approached Hu Fengya who was playing the piano and asked casually.
"Haha! Why do you study so much? Are you afraid of biting off more than you can chew?" Hu Fengya tilted her head and joked at me.
"Hey! Learn more about your talents. Maybe you will have a chance to show them off some time. This thing is better than cleaning windows." I replied to her quite reasonably.
"Haha! If you want to learn, just learn. As long as you put your mind to it, you can learn anything, what do you think?" Xiao Longnu said softly with a smile.
"Hey! I'm sure I have the heart. I just bothered you to worry about it." I shamelessly climbed up the pole again.
"Haha! It's easy to talk, it's easy to talk, everything is easy to talk about for the children of Jianghu." Xiao Longnu playfully agreed to my unsympathetic sentiments again.
As the same saying goes, traditional things are all-inclusive, such as medicine, martial arts, swordsmanship, officialdom, musical instrument, calligraphy, chess, and tea ceremony. Since they all have the same word as Dao, they are all included under the Dao of Heaven. As long as you understand the Tao, everything will be clear.
No matter what you study, first of all you have to have some talent. Regarding talent, I am quite conceited. I have liked to think wildly and wildly since I was a child, so I am by no means poor in thought. If you want to learn something, you still need to pay attention to opportunities. What are opportunities? What kind of supreme treasures are there? Those skills are just external at best. Your great opportunity should be to meet an expert, a famous teacher who is willing to lead you to the door. He is a famous teacher! But I am not a mediocre person who only knows a little bit about it and will only mislead others. I am still in need of famous teachers. There is Lao Li Tou in the medical field. This old guy's talk is quite popular. Let's learn the piano and practice calligraphy. There is the little dragon girl who is like a fairy who has been banished from the world. Not to mention her temperament and cultivation. There is really no one who can entertain her eyes while learning.
On this day, I was sitting cross-legged on my bunk in the 313 dormitory, with my hands folded on my lower abdomen, my eyes slightly closed, my eyes looking at my nose, my nose looking at my mouth, and my mouth asking about my heart. I was meditating quietly and meditating, and suddenly I heard the news Wang Xinming spoke.
"I'll go! Are you really fake? It's really like that." This guy has questioned Pindao more than once. I didn't care at all in the face of his contempt. I didn't care about the real Gao Dao. As a human being, we must live in peace and quiet in the city.
"By the way, just sit there and don't move. You can be a model for me for a while." Wang Xinming went to look for a picture folder. I'll go! Coming again? Okay, let's make it easier for others and make it easier for yourself. I really didn't move at all and acted as a model voluntarily. About twenty minutes later, I stopped my exercises and jumped off the bunk. I came behind Wang Xinming and looked at the paintings he had drawn.
"How's it going? Is it okay?" Wang Xinming continued to revise his work without looking back.
"Well, it's improved compared to the last one, but I think it's different from what you drew before? It seems like it's just a little simpler with just lines?" I, a novice, said it very profoundly. own opinion.
"Hey! My observation skills are pretty good." Wang Xinming praised me.
"This is called sketching, which is a technique of using single lines to outline people and scenery. It is used to quickly capture fleeting materials. The previous one was called sketching. Hey! You don't understand even if I tell you." In the lower right corner of the drawing paper, sign Wang Xinming, who had given his name and date, pretended to be very sophisticated and stopped talking.
"Tch! Do I understand these things? You said you are a good Chinese, why don't you learn the traditional Chinese painting passed down by your ancestors? What's so good about these foreign things." I despised him without hesitation. One sentence.
"Damn! You know what the heck! These are the only tests for professional exams. Do I have any choice?" Wang Xinming replied unhappily. I was just about to say goodbye to him when I heard a '哐啷' sound. The door was pushed open with great force. I looked up and saw Liu Jingsheng staggering in, supporting Li Xiao.
"Holy shit! What's going on?" Looking at Li Er, who was limping with a bruised nose and face, I asked hurriedly.
"Damn! What can I do? I'm just being fucked by someone." Fatty Liu responded angrily. Wang Xinming quickly stepped forward to help Fatty Liu hold Li Xiao, while I moved a chair and placed it in the middle of the floor. .
"What's going on? Sit here first."
"It's okay, it's okay." Li Xiao waved his hand and sat on the chair. Wang Xiaosan'er, who was very eye-catching, poured a basin of hot water, twisted a wet towel and handed it to Li Xiao.
"Just apply it, it'll be better soon."
"Thank you, San'er." Li Er took the wet towel and smiled reluctantly, and I moved another chair for Liu Jingsheng to sit on.
"Sit down and tell us what's going on?"
