Chuanwu: Going back to the village to show off?I add some martial arts to become a saint

In the end Zhu Yanchuan chose to give up, bowed deeply, and sighed convincingly: "Master Lin, I am willing to bow down, your listening skills have reached the peak."

As soon as these words came out, the disciples who were observing were in an uproar. They looked at Lin Qing, their pupils trembling.

"Wow!"

I don't know which disciple at the scene couldn't help shouting.

Chapter 63 Bagua Sanshou 64 Ways!

After the lecture, the students did not leave, they surrounded Lin Qing enthusiastically, with admiration in their eyes.

Being able to set up Tai Chi classes in the local area is not just a show, it has something.

Although Zhu Yanchuan's sanshou skills are a bit weaker, but the theoretical formula definitely has the qualifications for educating people.

However, no one expected that he would be completely suppressed by Lin Qing, a young man.

"Master Lin, you are so young, and your Taijiquan attainments have surpassed your master's. How did you practice it?"

"Uh, it's not too much. Everyone takes a different route; as for practicing boxing, you must first calm your temper."

Lin Qing scratched his head, giving Zhu Yanchuan a lot of face.

"Can you give me your WeChat, if you have any questions in the future, I want to find you!"

A female classmate with stars in her eyes asked adoringly while holding her mobile phone.

"You don't need to look for me, Master Zhu can teach you."

Lin Qing wiped the sweat from his forehead and waved his hand to decline.

After sharing their experience with this group of students, Lin Qing and the three left the old park.

It was too early, and the night market hadn't opened yet.

Zhu Yanchuan brought the two of them to a fly restaurant.

As soon as you step into the store, the aroma of chili red oil hits your face.

The shop was small, with only two rows of tables and chairs, and the overhead ceiling fan was spinning hard, making a creaking sound.

It was still early for dinner at this time, and there were not many customers in the store.

The store manager was swiping his phone, and came over after seeing three people.

"What to eat?"

"Three servings of red oil casserole!"

After ordering, the three sat down, and Zhu Yanchuan smiled: "Brother Lin, have you never been to this restaurant?"

"I haven't been here yet."

The location here is a bit remote, if you didn't come here specifically to find it, you wouldn't be able to find it for an hour or so.

Zhu Yanchuan took out three glass bottles of Coke from the refrigerator, took a big gulp, and showed a satisfied expression:

"This store has been open for 20 years, and it only makes red oil casserole. You can't find a second restaurant with more flavor than them in the town."

The red oil casserole is a local specialty. It is different from other ordinary casseroles in that it is poured with a spoonful of fried red chili oil after it comes out of the pan.

Whether it is sight, hearing, or taste, it can greatly tease the taste buds of diners, and it is quite famous.

Qin Lue nodded and echoed, "Lao Zhu is a glutton. He is no match for you when it comes to boxing, but he is number one when it comes to eating."

"Hey, Lao Qin, you only pick and tell the truth, don't you?"

Zhu Yanchuan grinned, but didn't pay much attention.

Previously, his impression of Lin Qing was that he was a Taijiquan master who was very good at Sanshou, but after the two of them played against each other today, he was completely convinced.

The three of them chatted without saying a word.

After a while, the boss brought three steaming casserole.

The delicious smell instantly occupied the tip of Lin Qing's nose.

Then he poured a spoonful of hot red oil into each casserole, and there was a crackling sound instantly, and the aroma of red oil and the umami taste of the casserole came over his face.

Just seeing the red and green, brightly colored casserole made Lin Qing move his index finger.

Picking up a piece of crispy meat and putting it in his mouth, Lin Qing's eyes lit up.

The rich meaty aroma mixed with the aroma of red oil dominates the entire mouth.

Unexpectedly, this casserole does not have much spicy taste, but more of the aroma of red oil.

Lin Qing ordered two more bowls of rice and turned on the dazzling rice mode.

The meal became more and more satisfying for the three of them, and finally they simply ordered two more bowls to share and ate everything.

After gulping down the last sip of Coca-Cola, Lin Qing said it was too cool.

In the past two days, he ate only light tonic dishes, and suddenly changed his taste and tasted local specialties, and his sense of satisfaction was instantly overwhelming.

As time goes by, more and more customers come to Fly Restaurant.

The boss is so busy that the only sound left in the small restaurant is people's chatting and laughing and the crackling of red oil pouring on the soup.

After checking out and leaving, the three of them walked slowly towards the night market.

At the end of summer, the gentle evening wind blows away the dryness and heat in the body.

Zhu Yanchuan and Qin Lue chatted, and the topic was nothing more than how their children were learning.

Lin Qing didn't speak, but his heart was full of emotions.

A person's life is like a cog in a huge machine as small as a grain of sand.

Go to school, go to work, get married and have children, grow old, and live a lifetime.

It's like an assembly line production job, repetitive and monotonous.

But now he has already jumped out of this machine, walking on the road of martial arts with all his heart, looking for the end point of human's physical and mental evolution.

"Brother Lin, we do have a night market selling gadgets in Yongning Town. Occasionally there will be one or two old bookstalls, but whether we can meet them today depends on luck."

Zhu Yanchuan pointed to the bridge not far away, and said, "It's just under the bridge and over the embankment, let's go there."

After crossing the embankment and stepping into the night market, Lin Qing was overwhelmed.

Clothes sellers, trousers sellers, children's toys sellers, and all kinds of weird little things are so varied that it's hard to see.

There are also businesses that play balloons, hammer nails, and ring rings. In front of the stalls, there is a sign that says five yuan three times.

Several aunts were arguing and chattering about a dress. A customer showed off a dragon-slaying knife to bargain, and the angry stall owner snatched the little thing and beat him to death without selling it.

The children were crying and holding the toy in the photo, and the parents couldn't pull it away; the lovers were playing balloons together, although they missed a shot, they still laughed happily.

The whole embankment is gathered together like fireworks, spread out like human beings.

The three of them went deep all the way, and finally found an old bookstall in an inconspicuous location.

The booth is not big, but the books are piled high.

The stall owner was sitting on the mat in a daze when he saw the three of them stopped in front of the stall without speaking.

"Brother Lin, let's help you find it together."

There are at least a few hundred books in this stall, like a big wave washing the sand, and Lin Qing can find it alone.

"Thanks."

Lin Qing thanked the two of them, then plunged into the bookstall and began to search.

However, after searching around, Lin Qing was a little disappointed.

Not to mention martial arts cheats, I haven't even seen his martial arts novels.

The books here are almost chicken soup for the soul of various success masters, as well as reference books such as cooking and raising dogs.

"Well, the old bookstalls are not like before. You can still find a few good books in the past."

Zhu Yanchuan sighed and sighed.

Times are changing, not to mention finding good books, they are lucky to come across second-hand bookstalls.

Seeing that it was almost nine o'clock, Lin Qing had almost searched all the books at the stall, but Lin Qing shook his head and decided to give up.

The probability of finding cheat books from old bookstalls is still too unrealistic.

He looked at the owner of the bookstall, wanting to ask with the mentality of giving it a try.

Suddenly, Lin Qing found that the Maza he was sitting on had a half broken leg, and a book with pale paper was propped on it.

"Boss, can I have a look at the book under Mazza?"

Lin Qing asked.

"this?"

The boss got up and took out the book, and said with a smile: "Little brother, this is not a book at all. It turns out that my old man became interested in martial arts and copied a set of boxing manuals from somewhere. If you don’t understand it, use it as a stepping stone.”

Hearing this, Lin Qing's breath stopped, and he took the boxing book.

This set of boxing manuals is all copied paper, with black ink stains remaining on it, strung together with a black string, it is really not a book.

Suppressing his excitement, Lin Qing opened the white cover.

Looking at the words on it, he was taken aback for a moment, and then he was overjoyed.

A few large characters can be vaguely seen on the homepage: "Bagua Sanshou 64 Ways"

Lin Qing flipped the pages of the book. Although the font was somewhat blurred, it did not affect the content inside.

A full 64 roads, no incomplete!

I noticed that the release date of this boxing manual is actually 1983. The original version may have been damaged and damaged, and I can't find it.

It is extremely satisfying to find a copy of Lin Qing.

If it weren't for his sharp eyes, I'm afraid he would have passed by.

It really is another village!

Lin Qing looked up at the boss, suppressing the anxiety in his heart: "Boss, how do you sell this book?"

The boss lit a cigarette, looked at the book, and then glanced at Lin Qing:

"Five yuan a catty, scan the QR code on WeChat."

Lin Qingtao found a copy of Baguazhang, and it can be vaguely seen that the original version of this cheat book is almost rotten.

Chapter 64 The whole body is dark, breaking through the bottleneck!

Lin Qing never expected such a huge harvest from book shopping.

He thought that he would be thankful if he could come across a small boxing book, but unexpectedly found a top-level boxing technique like Baguazhang.

There are four great mountains in Neijiaquan, Taiji, Bagua, Xingyi, and Wudang.

There is no distinction between these four boxing styles, each has its own characteristics.

Among them, the eight trigrams have the most distinctive characteristics. With the palm and the fist, you can not only use the eight trigrams to go straight up and down, advance and retreat calmly, but also use the nine palaces as the trend, as graceful as a frightened bird.

It can be said to walk like a swimming dragon, seeing the head but not the tail; moving like the wind, seeing the shadow but not the form.

What is even more surprising is that this cheat book is Bagua Sanshou.

Baguazhang is divided into anti-palm and Sanshou. The latter has a total of 64 moves. Each move is full of murderous intentions. It is specially born for martial arts. It is no exaggeration to call it a killing skill!

Judging from the publication year of this book, it is almost two rounds older than Lin Qing, so the content in it should not be deleted.

"It's ironic in this world today."

Thinking that the waste paper that other people casually used as a stool foot turned into a treasure in his eyes, Lin Qing couldn't help but laugh.

It's not that the stall owner is reckless, the other party must have turned over the cheats if he thought about it.

It's just that if you want to practice boxing, it's useless to rely on the contents of the book alone, you must have a master to guide you.

Otherwise, it is extremely easy to make mistakes in practice, and in serious cases, it may even fall to the root of the disease.

Lin Qing has golden fingers, so there is nothing to worry about.