Reborn in the Three Kingdoms, I stole Liu Bei's uncle

The next morning, Liu Yu got up early. The prison life in the past few days made him feel very tired. He got up early, went to the yard, and slowly stretched his body according to a set of movements he remembered from his previous life.

In his previous life, Liu Yu met an old man with a Taoist appearance practicing boxing in the park. His boxing techniques were well-controlled, with a balance between reality and illusion, making him very much like the hermit sage in novels.

Liu Yu became interested as soon as he saw it and started chatting with the old man.

The two chatted all the way, from martial arts schools to people's livelihood, and from people's livelihood to the international situation.

The old man spoke eloquently, with broad knowledge and extraordinary abilities.

There are masters among the people, and there are wise men in the wilderness.

The rise of chat.

Liu Yu was about to take the other party as his master, but the other party waved his hand to refuse.

We hit it off the moment we met, so naturally we became friends as equals.

Since we are destined to meet, I will pass this set of boxing to you.

A man of high moral character and integrity, a great sage of ancient times.

The hermit is indeed extraordinary, but I have been in the world for too long and have become vulgar.

Liu Yu learned this set of boxing from the old man for seven days.

Liu Yu, who felt that he had learned the martial art well, threw a punch to the old man, and knocked him to the ground with just one punch.

Just when Liu Yu was secretly proud of his high talent in martial arts.

The old man with a sage-like appearance shouted, "Someone is being beaten."

Let Liu Yu wake up from his complacency.

When the policeman took Liu Yu away from the park, the old man with a sage-like appearance was still lying on the ground with a painful look on his face.

Later, when Liu Yu came out of the police station, he secretly made up his mind to practice this set of boxing. After all, it cost him 100,000 yuan to learn it, and it would be a big loss if he didn't practice it.

After practicing more, Liu Yu realized that this was just a modified version of aerobics.

It's possible to keep fit, but you have no chance of fighting with others.

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We chatted until the evening yesterday, and Liu Yu escaped under the pretext of having to pee.

Liu Yu felt relieved thinking that he had avoided sleeping next to Wang Yun.

As his movements slowly stretched, he felt his body seemed to become lighter.

It was already the morning of Mao, and the servants were busy early.

Whenever they passed by this place and saw Liu Yu practicing boxing, they would always stop and talk in a low voice.

At first Liu Yu was a little narcissistic and thought that they were curious because they had never seen such cool moves.

Later he slowly realized that something was wrong. These people not only talked, but also pointed fingers, with unconcealed contempt on their faces. Some even made a spitting gesture and turned away.

This look doesn't look like curiosity at all, but more like contempt.

It was similar to the expression I had when I saw a gangster in my previous life.

Liu Yu was confused. What was wrong with these people? They didn't think my exercise was immoral, did they?

How is that possible? I spent 100,000 dollars to learn this. It is truly an essential recipe for strengthening the body and promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis.

I remember that Hua Tuo invented the Five Animals Exercises during this era, imitating the movements of five animals: tiger, deer, bear, ape, and bird.

Liu Yu didn't know how to practice the Five Animal Play, but if he imitated these movements vividly, it would not look very beautiful no matter how he thought about it.

The Five Animal Exercises are still quite popular in this era, and are considered by some to be the only way to prolong life. People practice them day and night, regardless of the season.

Could it be that people of this era are not as impetuous and frivolous as those of later generations, and all prefer to be close to the truth of nature.

At this moment, Huang San came over drunk.

Seeing Huang San's appearance and then looking at the eyes of the crowd, countless past events came to my mind.

He knocks on widows' doors and digs up graves of extinct families. He bullies men and women and does all kinds of evil.

"Old Huang, you, you..."

Old Huang walked forward quickly and asked, "What instructions does the master have?"

Liu Yu sighed and said, "Did you drink alcohol yesterday?"

Huang San nodded.

"Do you remember what you said after drinking?"

Huang San was a little confused. He had just drunk a lot of wine yesterday. Who could remember what they said?

Seeing that the master of the house looked angry, I wondered if I had said something I shouldn’t have said.

Liu Yu looked at Huang San's confused face and sighed slightly in his heart.

It seems that the old guy drank too much yesterday and forgot what he said.

He knew Huang San's faults. He was loyal and courageous, but he had a bad habit: he loved drinking and would get drunk every time he drank. After drinking, he would not keep his mouth shut and would tell everything.

In my previous life, there were many people like this. Before drinking, I was Chinese, but after drinking, the whole world belonged to me.

Come to think of it, we can't blame him entirely, because Liu Yu has done so many bad things.

Since I inherited everything from him, these things are naturally inevitable.

"I can only twist it slowly by myself." Liu Yu said silently in his heart.

Thinking of this, Liu Yu suddenly calmed down a little.

Huang San scratched his head, not understanding what was wrong with the master of the family today. He was practicing strange movements and saying incomprehensible words.

"Master, I saw you being invited by Wang Situ yesterday. You were a little bored in the room, so I drank a few glasses. I didn't drink too much this time, and I didn't say anything nonsense."

You didn't drink too much, do you believe it?

Liu Yu didn't believe it anyway.

Huang San saw Liu Yu's face full of doubts, and hurriedly explained: "After the people from Situ Mansion delivered the wine and food, they left. I was alone and no one told anyone."

That's it!

Liu Yu suddenly realized that it shouldn’t be Lao Huang’s problem.

He stopped his exercise and signaled with the corner of his eyes.

"Did you see the looks in those servants' eyes? They looked at me like I was a mountain king, full of contempt."

"I didn't steal their food, nor did I rob their house. I was polite when I came to Situ's house, and greeted everyone with a smile. I also provoked them. What are they doing?"

"I did some ridiculous things in Yingchuan County. If you hadn't told them, they wouldn't have known about it. Coming here, how come I can find the feeling I had in Yingchuan County again?"

Huang San smiled bitterly when he heard Liu Yu talking about Yingchuan County.

Master, do you know what else is ridiculous in Yingchuan County?

I remember that the master of the house was not afraid of these eyes. What else is there to say?

The wood is beautiful in the forest, and the wind will destroy it.

If a person excels in following others, he will be destroyed by the masses.

Seeing Liu Yu frowning, Huang San suddenly remembered something.

He reminded: "When the master passed away three years ago, Situ Wang sent people to mourn. I believe the master's reputation must have spread among these people at that time."

Liu Yu had long forgotten about this incident, and only when Huang San reminded him did he vaguely remember it.

No wonder I felt they were weird ever since I entered Situ Mansion. So this is what happened.

Huang Sanze remembered something.

"Master, when did you learn that set of boxing just now?"

Liu Yu smiled and said, "I was just thinking about it in prison when I had nothing to do. How is it? Isn't it pretty good?"

Huang San didn’t know whether he was powerful or not, but he always felt that the head of the family in front of him was a little strange.

Ever since entering Luoyang, Huang San felt something was wrong.

He always felt that the patriarch in front of him seemed a little different from the one he had known before.

Before, the head of the family called himself Huang San, but after he came out of prison, he has been calling him Lao Huang.

He is usually arrogant and domineering, but he becomes polite after coming out of prison.

As for this set of boxing, Old Huang always felt that with the ability of the master of the family, he would not be able to figure out a decent set of boxing.

There was another thing that made him feel even more strange, which was the poem he brought out from prison. Even Wang Situ was impressed by this poem and was astonished by its beauty. How good must this poem be?

How could such a good poem come from the hand of the master of the house?

Maybe he fainted or suddenly became enlightened.

Huang San grinned, with a smug look on his face.