Wu Sheng Lu Mingfei of the Dragon Clan

Chapter 292 Standing and Visualization of the Basic Theory of Martial Arts
Starting to stand does not mean that you can let go of the basic skills.

Mountain rocks have to be carried every day.

Until they leave Kassel, they cannot be left behind.

Lu Mingfei corrected everyone's standing posture in the big class.

"Sink your waist, sink again."

"Okay, okay, remember this feeling."

"Close your eyes! What are you looking at! Can you visualize by looking at me!"

"What are you moving! Find a fight!"

The pointer whizzed and hit Ye Sheng's thigh. Ye Sheng grinned, but soon he returned to his original position.

Yaji next to him twitched the corner of his mouth, and the next second the pointer swung over.

it hurts!

Yaji gritted his teeth, not daring to move any more.

Lu Mingfei's face sank like water.

"I usually don't beat girls back."

"But you are my students."

"Don't try to be lazy, don't try to relax, martial arts is to bear hardships, if you can't endure hardships, don't practice martial arts."

"If anyone wants to leave, stand up, and I will approve it now!"

Lu Mingfei glanced at everyone and nodded.

"very good."

"Speaking of which, everyone is my senior and senior sister."

"Don't make me look down on you."

He stood in front of the array, moving his feet from time to time, clenched his fists or raised his palms with both hands, but his suction eyes never left the standing crowd.

This is Lu Mingfei's habit. Whenever he has the opportunity, he will practice martial arts. Practice makes perfect, learning from the past, there are too many reasons for this. He has made it to where he is today.

Ye Sheng tried his best to draw a picture of the visualization in his mind.

After listening to the lectures these few days, he also knew that what he was doing was the introduction to martial arts.

There is a big difference between the strength of Kyushu martial arts and the internal strength in fantasy novels. Generally, the inner strength in martial arts can be classified into the category of refining and transforming qi. The martial artist refines the inner qi from the daily diet of whole grains, which is a kind of energy process of transformation.

Therefore, taking Tiancaidibao, such as Zhuguo ginseng and Polygonum multiflorum, can quickly increase the cultivation level, as is the case with Duan Yu in Tianlongbabu.

The strength is different.

Kyushu Martial Arts goes hand in hand with all three elements, from body training to martial sage, running through all stages of this system.

Zhan Zhuang is not just a Zhan Zhuang, but also has to outline the visualization picture in the sea of ​​consciousness at the same time. For example, when Chu Zihang repaired the Golden Crow Pile, his visualization picture was the three-legged Golden Crow Faxiang. Ye Sheng chose the Fengbu and repaired the Xiangliu Pile, the natural visualization is Xiangliu Faxiang.

Ye Sheng couldn't take his eyes off the first time he saw Xiangliu's pile in Yuanwu Academy, and when he saw the picture Xiangliu was imagining, he was so shocked that he couldn't speak for a long time.

It was as if a voice in his heart was repeating to him.

This is it, this is it, this is it!

Ye Sheng searched a lot of Xiang Liu's information.

This is an ancient existence recorded in the Shan Hai Jing. Don't think it is a monster just because he has nine snake heads. In fact, in the culture of the ancient Far East, similar images have a special name, God-man.

According to mythology, Nuwa and Fuxi all have human bodies and snake tails. It is precisely because they are holy that they have such images.

The more he looked at Xiangliu's information, the more delighted Ye Sheng was. Although he didn't know what the relationship between Xiangliu's post and the mythical Xiangliu was, since the image he visualized was all about this great god, it would definitely not be possible to become weaker in the future.

Speaking of which, he discovered some interesting things. There is such a legend that Xiangliu is a big snake with nine heads. After one of his heads was cut off, he fled overseas and settled on an island in the east called Fusang. Be king and dominate until you meet a guy named Susanoo.

In other words, Xiangliu is Yamata no Orochi.

There is another reason why Ye Sheng chose Xiangliu Zhuang, and that is his eloquence.

First of all, the wind genus' speech spirit and the wind department's pile method complement each other, which can have the effect of getting twice the result with half the effort.

Second, his speech spirit is a snake, and Xiang Liu's image is a nine-headed snake, which gave Ye Sheng a bold idea.

It's just that Xiangliu piles are not so easy to repair.

The first is visualization.

There are high and low skills, and one of the manifestations is to visualize the picture. If a warrior wants to cultivate strength, the first step is naturally to stand upright and learn the posture of standing upright.

Then the second part is to outline the visualization picture corresponding to the pile method in the sea of ​​consciousness.

The reason is very simple, the more complicated the picture is, the more difficult it is to draw. The warrior uses the mind as the pen, turns the sea of ​​knowledge into a map, and engraves the conception and appearance with each stroke.

Among them, the level of visualization picture can be roughly divided into the number of seventy-nine, the number of eighty-nine, and the highest number of ninety-nine.

As the name implies, the number of seventy-nine requires 63 strokes, the number of eighty-nine requires 72 strokes, and the number of ninety-nine requires 81 strokes.

Speaking of which, there are some special inheritances that are not included in the three numbers. For example, the secret record of dragon and snake that Lu Mingfei cultivated when he was in Kyushu had a number of 89, and Yuan Yuanxiu's Lingbao inheritance had a number of 91.

But it doesn't mean that the stronger the visualization, the stronger the martial arts, the stronger the warrior must be.

Still the same sentence, Kyushu martial arts vary from person to person, and this has been reflected from the very beginning. , and it is very compatible with Huobu's exercises, so that later, the number of ninety-nine is added, and it breaks out of the cage, and it jumps into a visualization of the number of 82.

This is why it is emphasized that martial artists cultivate their own path. If a person has practiced martial arts all his life, but he is only turning around the number of seven or nine, eight or nine, or nine or nine of the predecessors, then his life in this life will be different. That's the end of the height, non-human is the limit, don't even think about it.

Speaking of which, these days, some people were curious about how many of Lu Mingfeixiu's visualizations were.

Of course, no one is so stupid as to go directly to ask the road teacher, think about Finger, he is still watching us on the hospital bed!
Kassel's warriors and would-be warriors were arguing in the Night Watch Forum.

Some people say that it is the number of ninety-nine, of course it is not the ninety-nine of 81, but the ninety-nine of 99.

Some people also say that it is a number of one hundred, but there are very few supporters, not as many as the number of supporters of 99.

The reason is still the culture of the ancient Far East country.

Because of the needs of martial arts, Kassel can almost be renamed as a branch of the Confucius Institute. Few young people in the Far East can memorize the Lisao Poems. Dyeing black and putting on colored contact lenses is simply the renaissance of the ancient oriental version.

It is precisely because of their understanding of the culture of the Far East that they understand the truth that when the water is full, the moon is full and the moon is full.

In the culture of the Far East, the number "nine" has a very special meaning. Explain that 99 is the largest, and one hundred should be counted as the next cycle. From this point of view, as Lu Mingfei who passed down martial arts, his visualization picture must be between "99" and "one hundred". Given the choice between the latter, the vast majority of people will prefer the former.

Of course, there are other possibilities too.

The visualization picture of 99 numbers is too exaggerated. The most powerful ones they saw in Yuanwuyuan were only the 92 numbers of the Lingbao Secret, the 88 number of the Dragon Snake Secret, and some other special inheritances, but all The special inheritance other than the three-number visualization must be approved by Lu Mingfei before it can be practiced.

He is not stingy, he is also thinking about these students. The special inheritance is powerful, but it has extremely high requirements for warriors. If people who are not suitable for it are forced to practice, in the end they can only waste time, and most of them will accomplish nothing.

As long as Lu Mingfei approves, he will never stop it.

As for the Secret Record of Dragon Snake, it is said that half-bloods have dragon blood flowing in their bodies, so they can basically practice it.

but it is not the truth.

Lu Mingfei was surprised to find that if the mixed-races were allowed to practice the Secret Record of Dragon and Snake, their chances of falling would be as high as [-]%.

A series of nines can be counted after the decimal point.

He thought, every hybrid has a dragon-like personality, and the visualization of Dragon Snake Secret Record is dragon snake, hybrid practice, really don't know if it's the human being practicing martial arts, or the dragon-like you.

According to Lu Mingfei's estimate, it is most likely the latter.

Even Chu Zihang's spiritual will is difficult to get through. In comparison, Lu Mingfei even thinks that the Dragon Snake Secret Record is simply a tailor-made exercise for the mixed-race dragon personality.

It fits so well.

Moreover, the meaning of this Dragon Snake Secret Record to Lu Mingfei is different from other exercises. He can teach it, but those who practice Dragon Snake Secret Record are not only students, but Lu Mingfei's disciples.

As of now, Lu Mingfei has brought out hundreds of warriors in the Dragon World.

But in terms of address, they are all just students.

Lu Mingfei only regarded himself as a teacher.

As he had said to Schneider and Angers.

To Lu Mingfei, the relationship between master and disciple has an extraordinary significance.

Mom and Dad's memory is already very vague.

It's ok.

The master is Lu Mingfei's father.

The discussion on the night watchman forum is very hot.

So, one day, Chu Zihang flipped through the documents, while reading, he calmly asked Lu Mingfei.

"Have you read the forum recently?"

Lu Mingfei raised his head from the next year's martial arts campus planning.

"forum?"

He scratched his chicken coop hair.

"Oh, senior, you mean that."

Lu Mingfei laughed slyly.

"Can't you tell, senior, you are usually so quiet, and you care so much about gossip."

Chu Zihang carefully flipped through the information, his expression remained unchanged, his heartbeat was steady, people who don't know him might be deceived by this guy's appearance.

Lu Mingfei stretched his waist cracklingly.

"My visualization..."

""Actually, there is nothing that cannot be said, but no one has traveled this road, and I don't know what will happen in the end. Considering that there is a risk, I will not put it in the Yuanwu Academy for the time being. "

"To be specific, how many..."

Under Chu Zihang's calm appearance, his ears were secretly pricked up.

"The only number."

Chu Zihang frowned.

"only?"

"Ah."

Lu Mingfei nodded.

"Just one stroke."

He recalled the meditation he had done when he first stood on the rooftop a few months ago.

At that time, the sea of ​​consciousness was like chaos, heaven and earth were not divided, there was no up and down, left and right, no past, no future, and no sentient beings.

He visualized that sum.

This is the visualization picture of Kaitian pile.

unique number.

or.

The number of Dayan.

The so-called Dao produces one, one produces three, and three produces all things.

With just one stroke, he divided yin and severed yang, raised the clear and lowered the turbid, opened up the heaven and the earth.

If it is not for the extremely profound attainments in martial arts, if it is not for the thorough understanding of the sky-opening pile.

Of course, even with these things, another person might not be able to pay the sum.

The most important point.

Because, he is Lu Mingfei.

The night watchmen's discussion is still going on, but the heat is gradually going down. Everyone has their own affairs. They have to stand up and visualize, and they have to stick to the basic skills every day. The rest of the time has to attend lectures, and they have to go to Yuanwu Academy to learn about martial arts theory. .

You know, once they leave Kassel, they won't be able to log in to the Yuanwu Academy again. While there is still time, it's worth seeing a little bit. For Ye Sheng and other returnees, wasting time is a crime.

"Visualize, visualize, visualize!"

While eating, Ye Sheng heard Kafka next door muttering similar words.

He was bewildered, originally he had melancholy eyes like a poet, but now he looked like a mental patient, staring straight at a slice of lotus root on the dinner plate, muttering about visualization, imagining and imagining, sitting there without moving. don't move.

Seeing such a strange scene, Ye Sheng just glanced at it to catch his breath.

"Another crazy one."

There are too many phenomena like Kafka.

Visualizing this level has stumped too many people.

It is said to outline the visualization picture in the sea of ​​consciousness. At first glance, it seems that anyone who has learned sketching can quickly complete this step.

Actually it is not.

It's not like you sketch on a plaster cast and just smear on paper with a pencil.

Many times, you clearly know how and what kind of engraving this stroke should be, but you just can't make it.

Ask Master Lu, Master Lu just said that the heat is not enough, go back and continue to do basic skills, read the cheat book twice more, look at the visualization picture, think about the intention of the pile method you chose, and ask yourself if you really understand it ?

They came to Master Lu with a lot of problems.

Master Lu deserves to be Master Lu.

There were more problems when I went back.

There is no way to do this. Martial arts practice is his own business. All Lu Mingfei can do is to supervise and explain, but even if he breaks the truth apart, the final step of understanding is still up to the students themselves. Finish.

Moreover, the vast majority of students have chosen the pile method with a number of eighty-nine or even ninety-nine. The pile method, the visualization of the picture is naturally the number of seventy-nine, and it is only natural that Chen Ping'an can quickly cultivate strength.

Ye Sheng and the others repaired the Hunyuan pile, and they would definitely not be slower than the Children's Palace.

As for Yuanyuan, the 92-number Lingbao inheritance can still cultivate strength within seven days.

It can only be said that Jianxin Kongming is unreasonable.

At the dinner table, Susie reminded everyone again.

"Don't worry, although the task given by Master Lu is heavy, there is no rule that we must develop strength within a certain period of time. Martial arts training is not something that happens overnight. Remember what Master Lu said, martial arts is a lifetime thing. There is no end to life, and no end to martial arts."

"Take out the attitude of living a good life and practice martial arts well. Momentary speed and slowness mean nothing. It is more meaningful to appreciate the scenery of every period of life."

"Don't forget the appointment with Master Lu in the first martial arts class."

"We do not practice martial arts to fight fiercely, to bully the weak, or to compare ourselves with others."

"Practice martial arts is to know yourself, surpass yourself, and then become a better self."

Having said that, Susie smiled.

"Well, this pot of chicken soup is not bad."

Ye Sheng was the one who reacted the fastest.

He burps.

"I'm dying, I'm dying!"

Kafka and the others also smiled knowingly.

Although Susie's words are indeed like chicken soup, there is nothing wrong with it, but in fact, this is the reason.

For example, the first batch of back-to-school specialists has not worked hard until a month has passed.

They still do basic skills every day, stand upright, log in to Yuanwu Academy, and study step by step.

On the contrary, he has a better mentality than Ye Sheng and others.

"Senior Sister Su, please tell us more about stance and visualization."

Yuffie clasped her palms together, looking pitiful.

"Actually, what Master Lu said is very clear. I can't say it better."

Noticing the eyes of the four people, Susie smiled.

"Of course, if I have to say something, I can only talk about my own experience."

"Like Master Lu, giving different guidance according to each person's different situation, I can't do this kind of thing."

"It's alright, it's alright!"

Yuffie said quickly.

"We just want to hear about your experience, don't we, Kafka."

Kafka nodded seriously.

"Then I will say a few words."

Susie pondered for a moment.

"You should remember that Master Lu said that it is very important to understand the intention of the exercises."

"On the one hand, it is necessary to understand the text in the secret book, and on the other hand, it is to visualize the picture."

"Only when you truly understand can you write in the Sea of ​​Consciousness."

"For the number of eighty-nine, you need to write 72 strokes, and for the number of ninety-nine, you need to write 81 strokes. It must be completed in one go, not in the middle. Only by doing this and completing the outline of the visualization in your sea of ​​consciousness in one breath, can you truly achieve it. Essence and Qi are combined, and God controls them."

"And Jinli started from there."

"There is no need to say more about the next thing, it is water grinding time. While standing on the stake, I outline the visualization picture over and over again in the sea of ​​consciousness. Every time I complete it, the strength will increase. However, it is also five hours, and someone can practice There are ten strands of strength, but some people can cultivate twenty strands. There are many differences and influencing factors, but I hope that when you get there, don’t compare, don’t be proud or discouraged, everyone’s path is different, you must Have confidence in yourself and go on with determination.”

Yuffie pouted.

"That will have to wait until we have cultivated our strength."

Kafka thought about Susie's words.

"Consider, conceive, conceive."

"Are you willing?"

He is no stranger to this word.

His father hoped that he would become an excellent writer with the ability to think independently, and gave him a name like Kafka.

In fact, he did not disappoint his father. Kafka has shown outstanding writing talent since he was a child, just as some children who are gifted in the field of mathematics will sincerely feel "so beautiful" when they see formulas and theorems. When seeing certain sentences or an article, I will also send out similar emotions.

His eloquence is Chi, but Kafka did not choose the Ministry of Fire. He studied a martial art that few people practice.

Dream department: Huangliang pile.

There is Yan Ruyu in the book, there is a golden house in the book,
And Huang Liang has a dream, and several spring and autumn.

Kafka liked words and was fond of imagination. He could stay at home for a month as long as he had enough books and coffee.

Huangliang piles are very suitable for him, not in terms of words and spirits, but in terms of personal temperament. Using fakes to confuse real ones, weaving illusions, dream department is a very special kind of martial arts. They can often kill people invisible. It is rumored in Kyushu that someone can dream The source of the anecdote about killing people in the novel is here.

Warriors who practice the Dream Department have extremely high spiritual requirements, and it is even more difficult for them to get started. Although it does not belong to a special inheritance, after Kafka chose the Dream Department, Lu Mingfei still talked to him once, explaining this path special.

Kafka is an adult and capable of taking responsibility for his own actions. He knew what he would face in the dream department, but he still resolutely chose this path.

There are many exercises in Mengbu, including the butterfly pile, the free pile, and the happy pile, and he chose the Huangliang pile, which may not be very lethal, but is interesting enough.

In the future, Kafka can lure people into a dream that confuses the real with the fake.

Speaking of it, this level of martial arts can almost be described as a miracle.

I will talk about it later, what Kafka needs to think about now is visualization.

The visualization picture of the yellow beam pile is a piece of wood.

At first glance, people may mistakenly think that this is a skill like Kibe's.

But it's not, look carefully, there is still a wine gourd hanging under that piece of wood.

It is really a simple picture, and many arts are common, especially Kafka is a mixed race. While loving words, he also dabbled in fields such as violin, piano, sketch and oil painting.

Mixed races seem to be like this. They have an innate talent for works of art. It seems that dragon blood brings them not only tyranny, but also artistic sense and elegance.

Although it is not an expert, but with Kafka's level, such a thing as re-engraving a piece of wood is not easy.

But he just got stuck.

Even on the first day, he stood there for five hours, unable to make a single penny.

It feels wrong where it falls.

Kafka listened attentively to every class taught by Mr. Lu.

The notes were written in three thick notebooks, which not only contained Lu Shi’s words, but also his understanding at the time and the flashes of inspiration afterwards.

But it was too late to write.

At this time, after hearing Susie's words, Kafka's heart suddenly moved, as if he thought of something.

Actually, what Susie said was nothing special.

All are the truths that Lu Mingfei repeated in class.

But some things just do.

Just as a person reads Three Kingdoms when he is eight years old, reads Three Kingdoms at the age of 28, and reads Three Kingdoms at the age of [-].

Every time there is a new perception.

The same book, the same person, why do they have different perceptions?
After all, it's not that the mood has changed.

In Lu Mingfei's words.

In other words, the fire is here.

For half a month, Kafka read the cheat book more than [-] times.

Observe the picture for no less than fifty hours.

Every night he falls asleep with the cheats in his arms.

There are countless logs and wine gourds in the dream.

Thick and thin.

People with a heart will live up to it.

Finally at this moment, the seed in his heart germinated.

In the afternoon, stand up.

Lu Mingfei glanced at everyone, hummed lightly, and his eyes fell on Kafka.

He remembered that this person was studying the Department of Dreams.

half a month.

Lu Mingfei smiled lightly.

Not bad.

The term Sea of ​​Consciousness is a unique title in martial arts.

The warrior uses a special standing posture as a key to open the door to the sea of ​​consciousness.

Then draw the picture corresponding to the pile method at this moment.

This act is visualization.

As in the past, Kafka stood up again.

This is the posture of Huangliang Zhuang, which naturally opens the sea of ​​consciousness of Huang Liang Zhuang. Master Lu once said that there is a one-to-one correspondence between the standing posture and the visualization image, just like the principle of opening a lock with a key , If the posture is messed up, don't think about it.

Kafka moves very slowly.

He carefully sensed every detail.

The amount of knee bend.

The posture of the arms.

Loose or tight handprints.

Is your back straight?

Are you relaxed?

During this process, Kafka gradually closed his eyes.

From the deepest part of his heart, he felt safe.

First, the arms with mudras.

Disappeared.

Just this moment.

It's as if it doesn't exist anymore.

Can't feel it, can't feel it.

Kafka didn't panic, he was just like a child, curious, joyful, and calm, watching all this happen.

After the arms are the shoulders.

Slowly, slowly, Kafka lost his presence.

His body seemed to melt.

Only consciousness is left floating in this world.

This is his best state in half a month.

If he had the ability to read minds, he would be able to hear Lu Mingfei's comments.

"Into the Ding."

This is meditation.

Use a special posture as a key to open the door to the sea of ​​consciousness.

This is the essence of stance.

And the so-called concentration is to get rid of all interference for the warrior. With the same mind, it is impossible to draw forty strokes, but with concentration, the efficiency may be doubled, and the same mind can even write eighty strokes.

Kafka's spirit came to a space.

This is his sea of ​​consciousness.

He beckoned, holding a pen.

Very simple style, brass texture, wear in places, obviously many years of use.

Kafka stroked the pen gently.

There is a line of Latin inscribed on it.

"To my dear little Kafka"

He smiled, as if the figure of the man appeared in front of his eyes.

Father.

Kafka closed his eyes.

I am about to start.

Please be good and look at me.

The pen falls.

This is the first.

The darkness was split, and the ink blots were deeply imprinted, and the place where the shoulder to shoulder passed was shining like gold, and finally returned to the ordinary.

Then the second, the third, the fourth.

Kafka had never had such a wonderful experience as this moment.

Not to mention the beginning, even if it was the last time, when you visualize the picture, which one is not pondering over and over again, which one is not doing your best.

And now?

Kafka waved the pen freely and casually, and there was even a slight smile on the corner of his mouth.

He is not copying.

He is painting the heart.

In my own heart.

ten strokes...

Thirty strokes...

Fifty strokes...

Seventy strokes...

77 strokes!

The dream part of the practice method Huangliang Zhuang,
The number of visualization pictures is ninety-nine, that is, a total of 81 strokes.

The number of ninety-nine is exhausted, the visualization picture is completed, the strength is cultivated, and you are called a martial artist. This is the beginning of martial arts.

Kafka, only four strokes left.

Only the last four are left.

By this time, the pen was already very heavy, and Kafka felt that what he was holding was not a pen at all, but a mountain, a star, and it was so heavy.

But his eyes are so bright.

Kafka never ignited the golden pupil.

But his gaze is hotter than the golden pupil.

That is a spiritual candle.

He put pen to paper.

This is the straw rope that outlines the wine gourd.

And the last three.

But Kafka could no longer lift his hand.

He tried, just an inch, and fell again.

Kafka's accumulation can only support him so far, and the road ahead, even if it is the increase in concentration, cannot go on.

This is helpless.

But... do you want to give up?
Once I give up, I really don't know how long I will have to wait if I want to be in such a good state today.

"A martial artist's practice is to constantly surpass himself and become that, a better person."

Master Lu's words are still in my ears.

Get ahead of yourself?
Kafka's eyes were firm.

He has the freedom and ease of stepping over mountains and mountains.

The hand holding the pen moved.

Slowly, very slowly, but it did move.

He fell, 79 strokes.

Half of wine gourd.

At this moment, the visualization of the Huangliang pile is only two strokes away.

Crossbars, straw ropes, wine gourds.

lifelike.

But Kafka really hit the limit.

His figure is unreal.

Pens have all but disappeared.

Can it only end here?
"Using martial arts to carry the Tao, remember that your past, your memory, your nostalgia and pain, your unwillingness and yearning, together constitute your individuality now."

"And these are also the power of martial arts."

"People who have never experienced anything can't practice martial arts."

"When you can't go on, think about your past, what supports you in martial arts, what is your motivation? Have you forgotten it today?"

"If I haven't forgotten."

"Then think of him."

Thick notes are not useless.

Kafka firmly memorized every word Lu Shi said.

And these words also became the help for his breakthrough at this moment.

Why am I practicing martial arts?

Kafka thought of the man.

The man he called his father.

He died in the cold winter of Prague, with Deadpool slit his chest open.

But Kafka could no longer remember what his father looked like when he died.

In his memory, his father is always smiling.

He has no remarkable pedigree.

No notable merit.

There is no one response, no front and back use, no wealth that rivals the country.

But even he is Kafka's hero.

All fathers are heroes to their children.

"I miss you."

"dad."

A tear fell from the corner of his eye.

A broad palm covered his palm.

"Little Kafka."

The man's phantom was shining, and his smile was the same as always.

"Little Kafka is a man!"

"A man can't cry."

Kafka stared blankly at the man's side face.

The blue-gray stubble must have hurt his face, thick eyebrows, and light eyes, as if nothing would ever trouble this man.

"Come, little Kafka!"

The corners of the father's mouth were slightly upturned. It was the smile when he put the child to sleep, the gentlest smile in the world.

he said to his children.

"Daddy taught you how to draw."

How long ago was this.

They live in a cottage in Norway.

His father sat on the ground with him, and the two doodled on paper.

"Dad, look at my painting!"

"Oh, let me see what my little Kafka has drawn!"

"Look, this is me, this is dad, and this is mom!"

"My little Kafka is such a genius, so beautifully drawn!"

Your past, your nostalgia, those things you can't forget no matter what.

will be, your strength.

"Okay, Dad."

"Together we will."

Eighty strokes!
The last stroke of the wine gourd, complete it.

Up to now, Kafka's visualization picture has been completed.

Crossbars, straw ropes, wine gourds.

The same.

but!
but!

Eighty strokes!
This is only eighty strokes!

The visualization picture of the yellow beam pile in the dream department is ninety-nine.

Not one penny less.

Nothing less.

But the picture scene has obviously been completed, where should this last stroke be placed?

Kafka remained calm.

He said to his father with a smile.

"Actually, I have forgotten what you looked like when you died."

"As you said long ago."

"I'm not a strong person."

"Revenge is too hard for me."

"Because I know that even if you kill all the dead servants, you will not be resurrected."

"So revenge is meaningless to me."

Kafka said softly.

"dad."

"From the beginning, I was just that."

"I want to go back to that year, the cottage in Norway."

"The family is warming up in front of the fireplace."

"I really want to."

"Listen to you again, the story between you and your mother."

He put pen to paper.

That's over the crossbar.

It is also above the yellow beams.

What is above the yellow beams? ,

Naturally, Huang Liang Yimeng's person.

Others can't see it, just because,.This person is still in a dream.

Huang Liang has a dream, several times in spring and autumn.

"dad."

"I miss you."

Visualization becomes, strength arises.

Kafka slowly opened his eyes.

Lu Mingfei smiled and held out his hand to him.

"Nice job."

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