Reborn in the red years, I am farming in space

Chapter 150 Practicing martial arts in order to beat people
Luo Xuan didn't answer Qiu Xiaogang's question because it was meaningless.

Ask him to return the trousers to himself, since Qiu Xiaogang doesn't have extra trousers to replace at home, so what can he return?
Let him convert it into money for himself, and sell him, but he can't afford that much money to cover the debt.

Then let him owe it first!
It's actually quite cool to be a creditor
back to school.

After the physical education class, the second class is Chinese class, which is taught by the new teacher Chen Xiaoduan from the school.

Chen Xiaoduan is worthy of being an outstanding student from the No.1 girls' school in the city of Bashu Province.

In the textbooks before liberation, the teaching content of ancient Chinese and ancient Chinese accounted for a relatively large proportion.

Therefore, Chen Xiaoduan's Chinese studies skills are indeed much more solid than other teachers.

Moreover, Chen Xiaoduan's lecture method is mainly to inspire and encourage students to actively use their brains.

Rather than the cramming teaching method that other teachers like to use.

In addition, Chen Xiaoduan is beautiful and has an outstanding temperament. Her voice reading the text knowledge is like an oriole singing in a valley, which is very pleasant.

So in the second Chinese class, all the students in the class listened very attentively.

Only one person is the exception.

Luo Xuan still stood up the textbook on the desk as before, and then hid his head behind the book.

Through the small hole in the table.

Luo Xuan was concentrating on reading the manuscript that was collected from Cheng Mao's room.

At first, Luo Xuan thought it was just a Taoist classic.

But when I opened it, I saw a very ugly little person on each page, posing in various poses.

It is also marked with the names of the acupuncture points and meridians of the human body.

It turned out to be a martial arts book!
In the beginning, Luo Xuan didn't really like to watch this thing, after all, now has entered the era where hot weapons dominate the battlefield.

As the saying goes, no matter how skilled you are, you are afraid of kitchen knives.

After practicing martial arts for decades, I only heard a "bang". Oh, it's all over.

Guns are strictly prohibited in later generations.

But during this period, even the militiamen in the production team were carrying an obsolete rifle.

That's a real guy!

Just like Luo Xuan doesn't have to worry about things being stolen if he doesn't go home for a few days.

It is precisely because of these militiamen patrolling the village, if they see a suspicious person, they really dare to open fire on him!

Since no matter how hard I practice, I can't escape the bullets;

No matter how good your martial arts are, you can't beat someone's "bang".

So Luo Xuan was a little bit less interested in martial arts.

It's just that the class is boring anyway, no matter how nicely Chen Xiaoduan speaks and how pleasant his voice is, Luo Xuan has no interest in these elementary school text knowledge.

Close your eyes and sit in meditation, hold your hands firmly and meditate on your mind.Knock the teeth 36, hold Kunlun with both hands.Beat the drum from left to right, hold your breath and rub your hands together to heat them up, rub your back and your back to refine the door.With this in mind, burn the navel chakra
Turn left and right.Stretch your feet, cross your hands and hold your hands empty, lower your head and climb your feet
The language used in traditional martial arts books is relatively jerky and difficult to understand.

This is why many people need to learn from famous teachers if they want to practice martial arts superbly.

Only when the master comes to give orders and give some pointers, can we get a first glimpse of the palace of martial arts.

If you rely on yourself to realize it, if you don't pay attention, it will cause ambiguity and go astray, so that the martial arts practitioners will go crazy.

It can range from disability to severe death.

Luo Xuan read it intently for a while, and his thoughts could not help but follow the prompts in the book, and slowly read and comprehended.

If he encounters something he doesn't understand, Luo Xuan will close his eyes and murmur unconsciously.
Chen Xiaoduan, who was leading the students to recite ancient poems, paced slowly in the aisle and recited in his mouth: "Jingkou Guazhou is a river, and Zhongshan is only a few mountains away. The spring breeze greens the south bank of the river."

"Student Luo Xuan, tell me what's the next sentence?"

Chen Xiaoduan walked slowly to Luo Xuan's desk, and then began to stop.

She tapped Luo Xuan's desk lightly with her fingers, and said, "Then please translate the meaning of this ancient poem to the students."

Luo Xuan was looking at the martial arts secret book, looking at it vigorously.

In a trance, hearing Chen Xiaoduan's words, Luo Xuan said without thinking: "The blind man spent half a day feeling the elephant, it seems that he still has to go to the Taoist temple."

"what?"

Chen Xiaoduan was taken aback, "Student Luo Xuan, what are you talking about?"

"Pfft-"

"Hahaha--"

The whole class suddenly roared with laughter!

At this time, Luo Xuan also came back to his senses, stared blankly at Chen Xiaoduan, and said in a dazed manner, "Ah, Mr. Chen, what are you asking? Do you want to buy eels? I don't catch eels now." gone."

"Hahaha, Luo Xuan is still dreaming of catching eels!"

"I'm dying of laughter, this Luo Xuan, he goes to sleep as soon as class starts."

"He's not sleeping, he's secretly reading comic books. This is what Yu Guijun, who was sitting next to him, told me personally."

Originally, Chen Xiaoduan had an excellent temper.

If these students didn't follow suit, she probably wouldn't do anything to Luo Xuan.

But now, the entire classroom is boiling, as if a ladle of cold water has been poured into boiling oil.
Fry the pot!
Chen Xiaoduan was so angry that he stared almond-eyed, and pointed his finger at the door of the classroom, "Student Luo Xuan! Please stand outside the classroom! When will you realize your mistake and write me a letter of guarantee, Come in again and continue to listen to my class."

"Snapped--"

Luo Xuan closed the book in the desk bucket, then pushed the bench away, and ran out of the classroom like flying.

Being kicked out of the classroom by the teacher is a very embarrassing thing for most students.

But for Luo Xuan, it was exactly what he wished for!

I was just about to go to Nanhua Palace to ask Huayang old Taoist or Chengmao old Taoist for advice. Didn't this just hit the pillow when I dozed off?

As soon as he slipped out of the classroom, Luo Xuan ran straight to Nanhuadong.

As soon as he stepped into the main hall, he saw the old Taoist Huayang sitting on the futon, staring at himself with a smile on his face, and scrutinizing his whole body.

"Look at the yarn!"

Luo Xuan was not polite either, and sat down opposite Hua Yang.

He casually threw the martial arts secret book in his hand that didn't even have a name into Huayang's arms: "Honestly, did you let me see this book on purpose? Then you know that I am a studious and thirsty for knowledge." Man, you'd expect me to take this book, wouldn't you?"

Huayang old man chuckled, "Luo Xuan, you are so unreasonable! You took this book in my uncle's room.

Moreover, this cheat book is a method that my uncle himself used to practice.

I, Nanhua Palace, haven't pursued you for the crime of taking without telling, why are you still complaining about me? "

Luo Xuan curled his lips, "I don't care. You put this book on the table majesticly, isn't that clear, are you trying to seduce me to take it away?"

The old Taoist Huayang didn't say anything when he heard the words.

He just threw the Buddha dust in his hand behind him.
Hearing a sound of "puchi", the handle of Buddha dust was firmly placed, and inserted into the blue and white porcelain vase on the altar in front of the statue of Wang Lingguan.

It's like pretending!
The old Taoist Huayang put away the Buddha dust, and looked at Luo Xuan with a smile on his face. It was clearly written on his face: "Praise me quickly, praise me."

Envy or not?
Want to learn?

Luo Xuan curled his lips: "You haven't heard the story of the oil seller, have you?"

"Before doing it, everyone is Master Ma. After doing it, everyone is a horse shrimp."

Huayang Laodao's expected praise did not come as expected.

His complexion was about to sink, but after hearing Luo Xuan's words, Hua Yang was not only taken aback, "Who is Master Ma? What kind of exercises does he practice? Which dojo does he practice in?"

"Don't ask about these details, I just want to ask you, if you learn this stuff, can you beat us. Well, can you beat our physical education teacher?"

Luo Xuan asked Hua Yang very seriously, "Don't give me some good-looking but unusable flowery shelves, as soon as I go to the ring, I will just lie down and blackmail people."

The old Taoist Huayang stared at him: "That's unreasonable! We are monks who have nothing to do with the world. We practice internal and external exercises just to strengthen our bodies and calm our minds. Who told you to go out and fight with others?"

Luo Xuan replied disapprovingly, "Talk one thousand, say ten thousand. I have worked hard for ten or twenty years, but I still can't beat a brick-moving man. How about a wool?"

The old Taoist Huayang sighed slightly, then rolled up his Taoist robe with his left hand, and grabbed the blue bricks on the ground with his right hand!
I only heard a "poof"!
That hard green brick was like tofu, and he crushed it to pieces!

Luo Xuan picked up a larger shard of blue brick, held it in his hand and looked at it over and over again.

After watching for a long time, I didn't see a famous trick.

Luo Xuan, who still had some doubts in his heart, lifted the shard of blue brick and slammed it on the ground a few times with a crisp sound.

What a skill!

After Huayang's performance, he stretched out his hand to stroke his beard, full of complacency.

"Forget it, it's too dangerous to learn this thing."

Luo Xuan got up and patted the dust off his hands, "If you win, you will go to prison, if you lose, you will go to the hospital. It's not worth it."

Hua Yang's eager voice came from behind, "Who asked you to practice Kung Fu just to fight with others? Besides, you are wicked and have a smoldering temperament. If you want to deceive anyone, do you still need to use your fists? Oh, I really don't know what to say."

Hearing this, Luo Xuan stopped and turned his head, "Then I can't learn it! I read those words one by one, and I know them all. But when they all get together, we don't know what they mean. "

"If you don't understand, you can come and ask me, but it's only a few dozen feet away, so you can't be so lazy, right?"

Huayang old Taoist shouted anxiously, "Left and right my Nanhua Palace, now the pilgrims withered and almost no one set foot here. The old Taoist is free, so he can give you some advice from time to time. It's just that"

Generally speaking,
When talking to others, if the previous words are more pleasing to the ear, as long as words such as "but", "just" and "but" appear, there will definitely be no good things behind!
Luo Xuan asked in a cold voice, "Just what? Let's talk about it first. If you need any training, tuition fees, etc., you can stop me as soon as possible. I am a poor member of the commune, a poor student, and have no money!"

The old Taoist Huayang was immediately laughed out of anger, "Thinking of me, Huayang, why have I ever been short of your few pennies? If you want to learn the art of gathering energy and luck, you must breathe early and meditate late. practice method.

Therefore, from now on, you will come here at five shifts every day, and Pindao will personally teach you the art of breathing. "

Seeing that the old Taoist Huayang didn't ask him to ask for tuition fees, Luo Xuan felt relieved.

After thanking Huayang, Luo Xuan went back to the dormitory to do his own private affairs.

Waiting for Luo Xuan to go far away, the curtains in the hall would move without wind, and Cheng Mao Lao Dao slowly walked out from behind the purple-red curtain.

"Uncle Master."

Hua Yang stood up, bowed towards the old Taoist Cheng Mao, and said, "What did my nephew do just now?"

The old Taoist Chengmao smiled slightly, "Huayang, you clearly know that this boy is here to ask you about exercises, so why bother to lower your status and just post it to teach him?"

"Hahaha, Uncle Shi has insight into everything, and he must also know that this son is acting strangely, so he can't understand it with common sense."

Hua Yang said with a smile, "My nephew is afraid that he will show his petty temper again, and if he turns his head away and leaves, wouldn't I stare blankly?"

"My Nanhua Palace is about to be overthrown, and now I finally see a glimmer of life, and I have to meet Luo Xuan, a rare gem in a hundred years."

"To meet such an outstanding successor, or my lineage, my nephew really dare not take risks."

After hearing the words, Cheng Mao old Taoist nodded slowly: "Forget it! If a person wants to seek the Tao, he must make a fuss in the field of fame and fame, and then he will have a great understanding.

This child's wisdom root is transparent, maybe one day he will suddenly realize the Dao, but it may not be known.

Just like your senior brother Ji Xuyuan, he is on the way to enlightenment, and his cultivation level is far higher than yours.Let's do it and see, wait until you finish his method of gathering energy and luck, and then I will personally train him in fighting skills, my uncle! "

What Chengmao Laodao means is: Luo Xuan is currently very utilitarian.

He still has to wait for him to go to Vanity Fair for a while, maybe Luo Xuan can calm down and practice Taoism.

Moreover, Luo Xuan's original intention of practicing martial arts is probably very simple: with martial arts in hand, if you want to beat Zhang San, you can beat Zhang San, and if you want to beat Wang Ergou, you can beat Wang Ergou!
It's that simple, it's that direct.

Cheng Mao was worried that if Luo Xuan had been asked to practice breathing and meditation.After a long time, I am afraid that with Luo Xuan's temperament, he will not be able to bear it.

The old man Huayang nodded, agreeing with his uncle's judgment in his heart.

(End of this chapter)