Shaolin monk

Ling Duoduo saw Ling Xiaoxiao sticking out her tongue at herself behind Wumei, and couldn't help smiling back. She didn't say much at the moment, and put on a posture in the open space.

An IQ of 160 is the dividing line between a genius and a quasi-genius. Ling Duoduo’s IQ in his first life test was in the early [-]s, which can only be considered relatively good. He is not a genius, and his memory for words is not strong, but his memory for shapes But he is quite talented, he made the first move, and then when he peeked at the Shaolin disciples practicing, he had already flashed in his mind every move.

He displayed them one by one in an orderly manner, a whole set of punches, and at the end he was out of breath and sweating profusely. For a three-year-old child, the amount of activity in a whole set of punches was indeed too great.

Wumei's face was solemn, and after he finished the action and stood up straight, he still didn't make a sound.

Ling Xiaoxiao was so excited to watch her brother boxing and clapping her hands to cheer, but when she saw her master's reaction, she quickly silenced her voice, looked worriedly at Wumei, and then at Ling Duoduo.

Ling Duoduo shrugged his shoulders, mouthed that there was no need to worry, and quietly waited for Wumei's reaction.

After a while, Wumei said: "You play it again, this time move slower."

Ling Duoduo did as he said, and disassembled each move. After finishing the first few moves, Wumei pinched his wrist: "That's the punch, you punch it again, this time make the moves coherent." Get up and do it."

This move was one of the few non-standard movements in Ling Duoduo's whole set of Chaoyangquan. He praised Wumei's sharp eyesight in his heart, and repeated it as he said.

Wumei nodded and said: "That's right, when you move slowly, your movements are correct, but once you make them coherent, there will be a lot of deformation..." After saying a word, she frowned and bowed her head again, not knowing what to do. Think about something.

"I don't know what to do. I always feel awkward here when I move. It's better when I move separately. I can force it into the correct posture, but once I move faster, I can't do it exactly like other brothers." Ling Duoduo said After finishing, he let out a long breath, as if he was also very depressed about it.

Chaoyangquan is not a kind of advanced boxing method, but it is used for Shaolin disciples to strengthen their bodies. Ling Duoduo has collected the essence of Wudang and Huashan schools, and his martial arts accomplishment is rare in the world. of several flaws.

Naturally, he refused to practice in the wrong way, so he changed it by himself so that the way of exerting force was more in line with his usual habits and had stronger lethality, so it seemed slightly different from the punches of Shaolin disciples.

After hearing what he said, Wumei looked at him in disbelief, and suddenly shouted urgently: "Use this move to punch me—"

Ling Duoduo opened his mouth wide open like a ghost, seeing that she didn't dare to move, and put on a face that didn't dare to attack the teacher.

Wumei didn't care about these, she was immersed in her own thoughts, she withdrew her internal energy, and slashed towards her with a light palm. Ling Duoduo subconsciously raised her hand to block her, and grabbed her wrist with the move just now.

Ling Xiaoxiao was taken aback, but she didn't understand why the two suddenly started fighting. She was concerned about her brother, so she rushed over and hugged Ling Duoduo's shoulders.

"That's right!" Wumei withdrew her palm, and seeing that the two children were still in shock, she felt quite guilty and said in relief, "Don't be afraid, I didn't intend to hurt anyone, but I just wanted to test Dado's reflexes."

After she finished speaking, she rubbed the place where her wrist was just held. Ling Duoduo's hands are also small, so her strength is naturally weaker, but Wu Mei felt a little numb in her wrist, and said in a deep voice, "Use your strength to hit... Duoduo, Did you learn martial arts before coming to Shaolin?"

Ling Duoduo shook his head blankly: "No? Teacher, what's the matter?" After a short pause, he asked anxiously, "Could it be that the disciple's punch was wrong?"

"Don't worry, you practiced right, absolutely right." Wu Mei quickly comforted her.

She just asked that question and thought it was too stupid, not to mention that Ling Duoduoling's little brother and sister are just children from ordinary families, even if they are from a kung fu family, there is no one who teaches their children such advanced skills at the age of three.

Borrowing force to fight was originally a first-class method in the martial arts, but it had already been lost in the Ming and Qing Dynasties. Wu Mei felt incredible about her discovery, and went back and forth several times around the largest plum tree in the Plum Blossom Resort. He couldn't help muttering something in a low voice.

Ling Duoduo understood lip language, and understood what she was struggling with from the shape of her mouth, nodded to Ling Xiaoxiao and said softly: "Master's vision is higher than that of the abbot of Shaolin."

Zhishan watched him practice three or four times in the morning, and even checked the marks on the pine tree, but he still couldn't figure it out. Wumei found out the problem just by watching him practice once. , there is clearly a gap between the two.

It's not that Wumei's martial arts must be superior to Zhishan. Judging from the two people's daily walking and breathing, it should be slightly better than Zhishan in terms of strength alone, but Wumei's vision is obviously sharper.

"What?" The voice was too low, Ling Xiaoxiao couldn't hear clearly, but asked worriedly, "Brother, it could be that the master doesn't like you, right?"

Ling Duoduo shook his head sadly: "I don't know, I'm still very scared, what should I do if my teacher kicks me out of Shaolin Temple?" He glanced to the side, pretending to say, "Leave only a little one People live here, I really don’t feel relieved.”

The little girl was so frightened that she burst into tears. She hugged him tightly and cried, "No! I will definitely ask the master not to drive away my brother. If my brother leaves, I will follow him!"

The joke went too far, Ling Duoduo was quite guilty, and raised his hand to help her wipe away tears: "Of course, of course, don't cry, Xiaoxiao, we will be together forever, okay?"

Ling Xiaoxiao buried her head in his arms, nodding her head heavily while sobbing, rubbing her nose and tears all over him.

The old monster who has lived for hundreds of years feels his heart is extraordinarily soft at this moment. He has suffered hardships that ordinary people have never experienced in his previous three lives, and he has also enjoyed blessings that ordinary people have never enjoyed. Angry horse, singing happily.

There is only one big regret. He seems to be the lone star of Tiansha. He has three reincarnations from birth to death, and he has never had a blood relative. Only in his previous life, he felt the mother's love in Ning Zhongze, the wife of the head of the Huashan School. care.

The mental age difference between the two was too great. Although Ling Xiaoxiao was his sister by blood in this life, Ling Duoduo never regarded her as a younger sister. It was more like having an extra little daughter.

He suddenly thought of his first life. At that time, Ling Duoduo was still a staunch DINK who resisted getting married and having children. One of his good friends once said when he persuaded him that when he wore a suit at night When I come home exhausted and see my two children surrounding me and shouting "Come on, Daddy", I feel great happiness.

Now that Ling Duoduo has realized this, he rubbed Ling Xiaoxiao's soft hair, sighed, and felt that it felt really good, he rubbed it again, messing up the little girl's neatly combed hair of.

It was Wumei who was attracted by the crying. Seeing the two children embracing each other, and her disciple crying like a tearful person, Ling Duoduo also kept sighing sadly.

Wumei felt a little inexplicable. After hearing Ling Xiaoxiao's vague words, she finally realized that her performance just now scared the two children. Aware of this, he felt guilty for his own recklessness, and also felt relieved for their deep friendship, so he and Ling Duoduo calmed down Ling Xiaoxiao.

When Ling Xiaoxiao calmed down, Wumei took Ling Duoduo to sit down on the small stump under the plum tree: "Duoduo, you just feel that the moves are awkward, so you don't consciously change them?"

Ling Duoduo looked at her cautiously, and nodded slightly.

"Don't be afraid, I'm just asking," Wumei was afraid of offending someone else, so she thought about it for a while, and then said directly, "Duo Duo, you should use the long-lost technique of martial arts. You have a unique skill, and you used it unconsciously, which shows that your talent is outstanding."

She said these words very sincerely, because these words were not meant to appease the children. Wu Mei really felt that way. With the ability Ling Duoduo has shown now, whether it is "rare in the world" or "a century old" The rhetoric of "one encounter" is not out of place when it is placed on him, this is a new martial arts star who is destined to rise.

She is not good at words by nature, the shock in Wumei's heart is difficult to describe in words, not to mention that the child is still young, too much praise is not a good thing, Wumei praised a few words, completely comforted the two of them, got up and said: " I need to go to Shaolin, Xiao Xiao, you can learn the technique of Zamabu from Duoduo, his movements are very standard, enough to guide you."

Recently, Shaolin and Wudang had frequent conflicts, and the minds of several managers were heavy with dark clouds. Now that there is such good news, it is like a beam of dazzling sunlight piercing through the clouds. Wumei has been in a bad mood for half a month. Swept away.

With her heart, she couldn't help being excited, and she couldn't wait to tell Zhishan and make him happy.

Ling Duoduo watched her leave quickly with lightness kung fu, and praised: "Master's kung fu is still above my expectations." Wumei ran much faster this time than before.

In the face of Wumei's praise, he was actually quite ashamed. Ling Duoduo knew very well that he did not have such an amazing talent. Automatically adjust the mistakes of a set of forming boxing techniques based on intuition.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but shook his head. More martial arts skills have been lost than he expected, and even borrowing strength to fight has become a swan song, which is not well known by the world today.

But fortunately, Wumei didn't know the real method of using force to fight, otherwise I'm afraid she would see something strange - what he used was not the simple method of borrowing force to fight at all, but a combination of Wudang School's unique knowledge of four or two strokes of a thousand catties. .