"Almost, I still have some things to carry," Lin Xue said, seeming to start complaining a bit.
If it weren't for the things he arranged, any poems, books or articles would make her dizzy.
Otherwise, you can leave now.
"Then take your time. As Qin's student, you can't be incompetent at all. Reading more books is also a good thing." Mr. Qin stood up, glanced at the corridors on both sides of the outside, and asked:
"Tang Ao, where are you going?"
"He, he is practicing martial arts with Old Tang outside now," Lin Xue replied.
This is not a secret, Tang Ao has made rapid progress, and the Tang family has mastered the Tang family's boxing, which is rare at this age.
Of course, Old Tang couldn't miss some pointers, hoping that his son could surpass him and maybe enter the realm of innateness. When the time comes, it would be like a fish leaping over the dragon's gate, the sea and the sky will be vast, and the ancestors will be honored!
You must understand that the city lord of Jinxiu City is only in the innate realm, and he can already be the lord of a city. He also served as a general before and killed countless enemies.
"Your business is done, come with me to see Tang Ao." Mr. Qin pointed outside and invited Lin Xue to go with him.
"Master, a scholar is still interested in martial arts training." Lin Xue couldn't help but be curious. She had known that the master had always been interested in the Dragon Girl figure. He had hardly left the main room for more than three years.
"People always have the desire to be strong and competitive. There is an ancient saying that when people move, their Qi rises in Shen Tian, and the Qi is divided into black and white. The emphasis is on the lower part, the lower one is connected with life, the upper one is connected with spirit, the upper part is black and easy to move Qi, the lower one is life, and the life is bright.”
Seeing Lin Xue's appearance, Mr. Qin changed his words and said: "The head is a spirit, and the black energy rises upwards, making it easy to get angry. This is also the so-called ordinary man's anger. How can I, your master, not be a little arrogant?"
"What's more, he has helped so much. He cleans the yard every year and does all the chores. Otherwise, I would owe him a favor every time you come here. "
When she heard the word lover, Lin Xue's face turned red, like a ripe red apple, and she was extremely shy.
Women are like water, like water's tenderness, like that dejected ecstasy, which draws people's bones and cuts off their souls.
"I, Mr. Qin, don't like to owe anyone the most. I will pay him back today." Mr. Qin felt that since he had promised Lin Xue now, what was the use of Tang Ao keeping it? He was yelling and yelling in the courtyard every day, which was really noisy.
Seeing Mr. Qin walking outside, Lin Xue carefully placed the painting on the table, hid the topaz seal around her waist and put it away, and followed him out.
Outside the hospital, in the summer, Tang Ao was wearing thin white clothes, kicking and punching fiercely. Old Tang and Old Xu stood with their backs to the stone lions, their eyes full of satisfaction.
At this time, Mr. Qin stepped out from the courtyard gate, followed closely by Lin Xue.
"Mr. Qin?!" When Old Tang and Old Xu saw this, they couldn't help being shocked and saluted quickly.
I really didn't expect that Mr. Qin would come out in person. I knew that except when he first arrived, Mr. Qin would never cross this door again.
Now, for the two of them, it was no less than a bolt from the blue.
"Okay, Mr. Qin." Tang Ao saluted after finishing the fight.
Because the move cannot be withdrawn rashly, otherwise, the force will easily hurt yourself, so I did not salute immediately.
Mr. Qin looked at Tang Ao, who had changed greatly before him, and said something that made Lin Xue and the others' expressions change.
"Can you give me a try?"
"What? Mr. Qin, don't be joking. Martial arts competitions are no small matter. Martial arts competitions often involve blood. It's true that you are a great writer, but when it comes to boxing and kicking skills, I, Tang Ao, won't brag. Three or five people can't get close to me. If you really have to do it, I can't bear the responsibility if you get hurt."
After Tang Ao was shocked, he smiled.
"Mr. Qin, you are so smart, you must understand. Literature is literature, martial arts is martial arts. The literati can criticize Fang Qiu, but we still have to leave it to rough guys like us to deal with the enemy. Are you right? Sister Lin Xue?"
How dare Old Tang let Tang Ao and Mr. Qin use force? If he was injured even a little, the city lord wouldn't skin him.
So, he gave Lin Xue a wink.
Lin Xue advised clearly: "Master, Old Tang is right, literature is literature, martial arts is martial arts. Even if I have read a book, I still don't know how to use fists and kicks. It's like one line only has one act."
"Yes, Mr. Qin, don't be joking. If you need to vent your anger, I, Old Xu, have a strong body. Why don't you try to calm me down?" Old Xu tried to smooth things over at this time. Tang Ao, this kid, can be considered a grown-up. The big one naturally didn't want him to stumble here, so he came forward and said something.
I thought that a scholar like Mr. Qin was panicking in the hospital. After all, men have a lot of blood and want to fight with others. For a big and rough man like Lao Xu, it is perfectly normal.
He, Lao Xu, often fought against Lao Tang, and each had his own victories and defeats.
"Have you ever heard of the Six Arts of a Gentleman? Qin once competed with Pei Jinan and won two matches." Mr. Qin knew their concerns and told some of his past.
"Pei Jinan?!" Old Tang and Old Xu looked at each other, breathing heavily. It was a name they were very familiar with but had never seen before.
Of course, the Hunyuan Thunderbolt Hand who defeated the city lord was defeated by the Wu champion of that term, and the name of the Wu champion was Pei Jinan.
A figure who stood at the pinnacle of martial arts was appreciated by the emperor, and everyone in the world knew about him.
To say that the number one scholar still has some selfish motives, such as winning the emperor's heart with his articles, etc., many accidents are full of uncertainty, but the number one scholar in martial arts has no water, and he can hit it out with one kick and one punch, that martial arts practitioner Not convinced.
When they heard that Mr. Qin had fought with Pei Jinan, the champion of martial arts, and had won two matches, the two of them were a little hot, licking their lips that were dry from the sun, and they both wanted to go up and ask for a few blows.
Even asking for one or two tricks will benefit them a lot.
"Mr. Qin, what you say is true. Have you ever fought with Pei Jinan?" Although Tang Ao was young, he had also heard the legend of Pei Jinan's undefeat from his father, Old Tang.
"You have no words to say, just take action." Mr. Qin nodded.
"Mr. Qin, I only have one thing to ask of you. After this competition, if you can let my father go, I will shoulder the responsibility alone," Tang Ao pleaded with his hands in hand.
"You really think you can do it. Just let Lin Xue testify, you can rest assured."
Mr. Qin didn't understand what Tang Ao meant, so he asked Lin Xue to testify.
Tang Ao glanced at Lin Xue and naturally believed him, so he had no worries.
"This kid..." Old Tang sighed in his heart. This kid seemed to be unruly on weekdays, but he knew better than anyone in his heart.
Lao Xu also envied Lao Tang a little, and wondered whether he should also have a baby.
"Mr. Qin, Tang Ao, I'm offended." Tang Ao saluted Mr. Qin, and the two stood looking at each other.
"If you win, I'll write a letter asking Pei Jinan to accept you as his disciple."
"Mr. Qin, it seems that I, Tang Ao, will fight for the rest of my life." The four of them were shocked, and there was fierceness in Tang Ao's eyes. Pei Jinan, General Zhenyuan, held a high position and was a martial arts champion.
Tang Ao's chest rose and fell, obviously he was too excited.
If he can be named in Pei Jinan's name, his father will only be able to look up to him for the rest of his life, and he will become the pride of the Tang family.
Pei Jinan's name is no less than the name of Taishi when the city lord hears it. To rough people like Old Tang, Old Xu, and Tang Ao, Pei Jinan is just like the Bodhisattva in the temple, illusory, but now because of Mr. Qin's words are easy to obtain. If you are not excited, it is fake.
"Don't speak too early. There are rewards for winning, and there are penalties for losing."
Mr. Qin shook his head and advised him not to be too confident.
"Mr. Qin, watch your move!" Tang Ao no longer hesitated and punched the opponent.
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With a plop, Lin Mo fell hard to the ground. His whole body was in pain. He reluctantly opened his eyes and looked at the three people in front of him.
Lin Mo didn't understand how he got into trouble with them. The three people in front of him were led by the village chief's son. He was a strong man with a muscular body. He was wearing coarse clothes and had his arms exposed. The two people behind him looked a little thin, but they were much stronger than Lin Mo.
After all, Lin Mo only eats fish all year round. Although he can survive, he still can't survive. He can still do something else every year, unlike him who drinks fish soup every day.
Lin Mo couldn't hear the sound, but saw their mouths open and expressions of displeasure on their faces, especially that of the village chief's son, Lin Li.
After Lin Mo released the baby turtle, he spent a few days making some dry food for himself. Of course, it would be simpler to just dry fish and eat it on the way to the city.
No matter what, I have to see her. If she is okay, just take a look and come back.
Just take a sneak peek.
Since he had never been out, Lin Mo could only recall from the vague memory of his childhood that his father said that the city was far away, so he prepared several pieces of dried fish for himself, cut them into pieces with a stone knife, and put them in the package. .
Lin Mo moved the stone axes, pots and pans from outside into the cabin one after another, and placed them on the large wooden table. From left to right, they were the most important iron pots, and he picked out the flints. , and then there were stone axes, pots and pans, but the wooden bowl with the turtle shell mark was taken away after thinking about it.
Lin Mo specially found three small wooden sticks, replaced the old ones, and offered incense to his parents.
He kowtowed several times to the wooden sign with his parents' names written on it, hoping that his parents would bless him well. Then he carefully removed the wooden sign and put it into the package.
Lin Mo roughly tapped it, a dozen pieces of dried fish, flint, a wooden bowl with a turtle shell engraved on the bowl, a large circle with the character 'Well' inside, and a wooden sign for his parents to bless him.
Lin Mo cleaned up the cabin, took a reluctant look, walked out, closed the wooden door, and lowered the window.
This is the first time he is ready to go out and leave this home that belongs to him.
Lin Mo felt unsure, so he came under the willow tree, touched the rough bark, and looked at the willow branches swaying in the wind. He felt an indescribable feeling in his heart.
Lin Mo finally decided to take off a piece of wicker so that he could smell the sea and home on the road.
God deprived him of his ears, but left him with eyes that can see the world and a nose that can smell things. He likes to sit on the boat because he can see the sea and smell the smell. This is the only way for him to understand the world. The way.
Enjoy the feeling of the sea breeze hitting your face, but you don’t know what the sound of the wind is.
Lin Mo took off a piece of wicker and inserted it into the package. When he took a deep breath and turned to leave, he looked up and saw the three people.
I saw three people walking over, saying something.
Lin Mo apologized, pointed to his ear, and shook his hand to indicate that he couldn't hear.
The leader Lin Li's originally angry face became even more ugly. Quickly, he punched Lin Mo firmly on the chest. Lin Mo took a few steps back, plopped down, and knelt on the ground with his hands on the ground. Suddenly, a wave of His blood surged up, he spat out a mouthful of blood, and sweat broke out on his forehead.
Lin Li grabbed Lin Mo's collar with one hand and lifted him up. He took Lin Mo's package with the other hand and handed it to the person on his right.
The man opened the package, and the contents were scattered on the floor, including flints, wooden bowls, wooden signs, dried fish and meat...
Lin Li swung his hand and Lin Mo fell to the ground hard. Lin Mo was so painful that he couldn't open his eyes.
Lin Mo didn't know what he had done wrong, and the heaviness in his chest made him dizzy.
Lin Li picked up the wooden bowl from the ground and threw it at Lin Mo's face. Lin Mo turned sideways, holding his head and bending his legs together, and the wooden bowl hit Lin Mo's left hand.
Lin Mo let out a cry of pain, which seemed to arouse Lin Li's anger even more.
