Modern: I prove the supernatural as a mortal

Chapter 25 Rotation
Ningshan City, Dongcheng Street.

Compared with the bustling and noisy commercial plaza, this area looks quieter and more elegant. The bluestone lanes, stone brick houses, and antique-style buildings constitute a special landscape, adding a touch of difference to the city full of tall buildings. artistic conception.

Most of the shops in this block are small and exquisite.

A sushi restaurant with hanging lanterns.

Rustic specialty biscuits.

Warmly furnished milk tea shop...

Let people stop and forget to return.

At noon, although it was not as crowded as the commercial plaza, the environment here also attracted many people.

Sitting in a small restaurant, Tang Li ordered a bowl of Yangchun noodles, a stack of sauced beef, and a bowl of clear soup for lunch.

He had left the commercial plaza a long time ago. To him, the matter of the exhibition stand was nothing more than a small episode on the road of cultivation.

"call--"

Tang Li blew on the hot air on the noodles, and rolled up the noodles with chopsticks.

This noodle shop is not big, only about a dozen tables.But the noodles in the store are very authentic, white noodles in clear soup, purely handmade, and the price is close to the people, and it is also very affordable.

Smelling the fragrance of the noodles reminded Tang Li of his college days.

At that time, he and the girl he loved would often look for small flavor shops in the alleys of the city, and were delighted to find conscientious shops hidden in the corners.Now things are different, and the girl I once loved has long been separated.This feeling of joy and satisfaction is hard to reproduce, and it will always be a memory.

"Have you heard? Today, in the commercial square, martial arts masters reappeared. The gold medal coach of Longwu Hall failed to pretend to be a B. He lost his face and was treated as a negative teaching material."

"What master of martial arts?"

"Someone took a video and it's already spread on the Internet."

Several people walked into the restaurant and talked.

"They're talking about the Commerce Square?"

"This matter has actually spread on the Internet."

Tang Li's eyes flickered when he heard the words, took out his mobile phone, and entered keywords such as "Ningshan, Commercial Plaza, Exhibition Stand of Dragon Martial Arts Museum, Master of Chuanwu" on the webpage to search. Sure enough, the video had been uploaded to the Internet, and then appeared come out.

In the video, there are scenes of Tang Li and Zhou Ye exchanging ideas and competing.

This video should be in the crowd. Someone used a mobile phone to shoot it. The photographer seems to be a little far away. The details of face, clothing and other details are not very clear. The whole process was recorded from a distance, and it has attracted a lot of popularity and comments.

"A master of martial arts reappears in Jianghu, 6666."

"This move is Tai Chi Yunshou? I want my mother to give me Tai Chi classes, I want to learn Tai Chi, and the wind will flourish!"

"Brother, your video is too careless, you can't see your face clearly. Does anyone recognize this master of martial arts, I want to learn from you!"

"Hehe, the Dragon Martial Arts Museum prides itself on modern martial arts and belittles Chuanwu every day. Now it has attracted masters. Let's see if they dare to say that Chuanwu has fallen?"

"I'm going to quit the Dragon Martial Arts Club, is there anyone else with me?"

……

In the comments, there were also many doubts about Dragon Martial Arts.

The Dragon Martial Art Museum suppresses the spread of martial arts and deliberately creates a contrast to attract popularity. Now, this is the price they should have to bear.

Tang Li put the phone back and stopped checking it.

He didn't care too much about these things.

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The sun sinks, and the afterglow fills the sky.

The bus is driving on the road.

Tang Li sat in the car, looking at the scenery outside.

He had left Ningshan City and was on his way back to the village.

During this trip, in addition to medicinal materials, he also bought a few pieces of clothing and a new fishing rod.

In some old buses, Hong Kong and Taiwan songs from the 80s are playing. The driver is a middle-aged man in his 50s and [-]s. People call him "Uncle Xiang". He has been driving on this road for seven or eight years, and he is already An old driver.

"There is justice in right and wrong, be careful not to offend others."

"Don't be too serious when it's cold and windy."

"Be confident."

"Hugh will be sarcastic and questioning."

"It's up to others to laugh and scold, and behave freely."

……

On both sides of the road, fields gradually emerged. Some farmers were tidying up their vegetable fields, and smoke was rising from the houses in the distance.

We are almost at the village.

"What happened?"

"Why did it stop?"

At this moment, the car suddenly stopped on the road.

"The road is blocked and I can't get through. It will take a while to see the situation."

Uncle Xiang lit a cigarette, pointed to the front, and said.

Everyone in the car followed suit.

I saw an ox cart loaded with fodder blocked in front, its wheels stuck in the ground and unable to move forward.

The road is only two or three meters wide, blocked by bullock carts, and buses can no longer pass.

"This is how to do?"

"How long does this have to wait?"

"Forget it, there are not many roads anyway, I won't take the car, I will walk back."

People got out of their cars to check, and some people simply stopped taking cars and walked on foot.

On the bullock cart, the forage loaded was piled up to a height of more than three meters, at least four to five hundred catties.The old cow pulling the cart knelt on the ground with his head down, as if he was tired.

The old man driving the bullock cart was squatting on the side of the road, smoking dry cigarettes, but he was helpless. When he saw the bus stuck behind him, he sighed and his expression became even more sad.

"Everyone, do your best, give it a push, and push this car out!"

Uncle Xiang called.

"The wheel is sunk so deep, how can we push it?"

"With this time, I think it's better to call a tractor in the village and give it a pull."

People discussed.

"I'll try it."

Tang Li stood up and said.

"Old man, you hold the bull, I'll push it."

"If I push the car, please help me too."

Tang Li stepped behind the ox cart, rolled up his sleeves, and said to the old man driving the ox cart, and to the crowd.

"Young man, you are fit, but how is it possible to drive this car by yourself?"

"If you can really push this car, young man, I will introduce my sister-in-law to you."

"You see, the young man is full of confidence, how can he be a young man..."

Seeing Tang Li striding forward and lowering his waist, people couldn't help but look over curiously, and some laughed and joked.

The old man also took the ox and waved his whip.

Tang Li stepped out, breathed out lightly, pushed his hands on the bullock cart, lowered his back and pushed forward.

……

The afterglow of the setting sun sprinkles lightly.

The old cow hummed in a low voice.

The picture is silent and heavy.

In Tang Li's mind, the explanation of Ming Jin in the notes given by Ke Yiyang emerged.

[Ming Jin is to store the scattered internal energy in the human body in the dantian, so that it is impartial, harmonious and not flowing. 】

[Without rules, there cannot be a circle. 】

[The round ones should be outside, and the square ones should be right in the middle. 】

[Staticness is the main body, movement is the function, internal and external energy, hardness and softness complement each other. 】

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"crunch-"

The wooden wheel stuck in the ground began to float, no longer stagnant, and turned forward.

(End of this chapter)