Movies and TV: Starting from a generation of masters

Chapter 81
"Jin is born from the root, your understanding can't be wrong, but it only applies to Ming Jin.

"At the stage of dark energy, energy should come from the heart..."

Ding Lianshan let out a cigarette and dropped the burnt cigarette butt in his hand.

The toes were crushed, and he continued: "The body and mind are integrated, the heart trembles and the body trembles. When you coughed just now, did you have any special feeling?"

Luo Heng frowned, what does it feel like to cough?
Suddenly froze on the spot.

When you cough?When you cough!
I remember reading a report in my previous life, saying that when a person sneezes, droplets are ejected with the air at high speed.

The speed reached more than 170 kilometers per hour, nearly 50 meters per second...

And how much is a human fist?

The world record, the fastest punch speed, is only 13 meters per second...

Even if this world is closer to film and television, people who practice kung fu are better than ordinary people.

How much faster can it be? 15 meters? 20 meters?

Why do subconsciously sneeze and cough so quickly?

Seeing Luo Heng's appearance, Ding Lianshan's smile grew a little wider.

Walking slowly to Luo Heng's side, he raised his hand and took the cigarette that Luo Heng held between his fingers to his mouth, and said with a smile: "The human body is infinitely mysterious, let's experience it slowly.

"In this verse, the more I tell you, the more you resemble me...

"You can learn from me, but you can't really become me."

Luo Heng nodded and thanked him sincerely: "Thank you, old man, for your reminder. These few words of yours are really like a bright light, enabling me to push through the clouds and mist and see the dawn..."

Ding Lianshan took the cigarette out of his mouth, squinted his eyes and smiled, "Have you figured it out?"

Luo Heng smiled and said, "I don't know if what I'm thinking is right or not, why don't you show me?"

Ding Lianshan shook his head: "Don't look at it, just figure it out. You know best whether your own things are on you..."

As he spoke, he dropped the cigarette butt and crushed it with his toes.

Slowly hunched over and walked out the door...

Luo Heng hurriedly followed, and said with a smile: "Senior, you see it's so late, why don't you just stay with me, so that I can continue to ask you for advice tomorrow?"

Ding Lianshan waved his hand.

Sighed: "I booked the boat ticket for tonight. The boat should not leave the pier now, so I won't stay. See you by fate..."

Luo Heng's heart skipped a beat.

Later in the movie, Ding Lianshan went to Hong Kong Island.

Tickets for tonight?
Third senior brother and the others are going to Hong Kong Island on the boat tonight, isn't it the same boat?
Before Luo Heng sent his brothers on the boat and came back.

I haven't asked about the specific time of departure, maybe it is really possible.

"Senior, do you want to go to Hong Kong Island?"

Ding Lianshan didn't turn back, he raised a hand and shook it.

Luo Heng suddenly remembered something, and took out the letter from his senior brother from his arms.

Hastily opened and tore off the lower half of the letter paper.

After catching up with Ding Lianshan, he handed it to him, and said with a smile: "Senior, several of my seniors have also gone to Hong Kong Island, and this is their address.

"If you need some errands over there, you can go here to find them..."

Ding Lianshan didn't refuse, and took half of the note.

He smiled and said: "I am determined, see you in the future, I hope you have found your own way..."

Luo Heng nodded heavily.

Although he was over 20 years old in his previous life, he was just a working overtime dog.

The two fingers of the social circle can't get together...

Not long after coming to this world, except for a few seniors.

On the contrary, I feel that I am the most intimate with this old man Ding who has only met a few times.

Maybe it was because the other party gave him pointers twice, but they were not utilitarian.

It's simply a senior's appreciation for a talented junior.

It is more sincere and rare, and it is something Luo Heng has never felt before...

Sending Ding Lianshan out, he watched him disappear into the night step by step like an old farmer with his hands behind his back and his waist bowed.

Luo Heng felt a little lost.

Standing at the door, he let out a long sigh after a while.

Back in the courtyard, he rushed to the corridor and said with a smile: "Since we can't sleep, why don't we chat?"

As expected, Ma San and Chen Shi didn't sleep.

"Did my master come here just now?"

Ma San spoke first.

Luo Heng nodded: "You really didn't find out, when did he enter my room?"

Ma San and Chen Shi looked at each other, and then looked away.

Shaking his head, he said, "Master's gossip dragon swimming technique is at its peak, even if he really passed by me, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to find it."

Chen Shi sighed: "I heard that Bagua Ding Lianshan is a rare Huajin master in today's Jianghu. It's a pity that the seniors have no intention of meeting each other, so I dare not take the liberty to disturb..."

"Okay, this time senior Ding shows up, so we don't have to worry about the affairs of the Golden Tower."

Luo Heng shook his head lightly, interrupting their emotion.

He understood the feelings of the two of them. Ding Lianshan was a legend in today's arena.

People who practice martial arts are close at hand with such a master figure, but they don't have the chance to meet them. It is normal to have regrets.

The night is dark.

Simply don't go to the main hall.

Luo Heng searched for the door of the corridor, and sat down directly on the threshold.

During this period of time, under the guidance of Luo Heng, the three of them had already exchanged a lot of ideas about martial arts.

Ma San and Chen Shi naturally found a threshold and sat next to the door.

At the beginning of the month at this time, the last month is like a hook.

People have been in the dark for a long time, but they also feel that the originally dim moonlight is actually a little brighter.

this night.

The three of them didn't talk about martial arts.

Ma San talked about his past in the Northeast, practicing boxing in the wind and snow, running in the snow and ice, that was his lost youth...

Chen Shi is from Shanwei. He learned boxing from his master either in the mountains or on a boat when he was young. He carried forward Wing Chun and passed it on to the north.

Rather than saying it is his dream, it is better to say it is a seed planted in his mind by his master since childhood.

Chen Shi didn't even notice when the buds sprouted and when the flowers bloomed.

As for whether this seed will bear fruit in the future, and what kind of fruit it will bear, Chen Shi at this moment is also at a loss...

"Brother Luo Heng, let me tell you about you. Although you grew up in a martial arts school, in Foshan City, have you seen many interesting things over the years?"

Luo Heng smiled wryly.

There wasn't much he could say about the past.

Naturally, it cannot be said that he was a problem solver in a small town in his previous life, passed the college entrance examination, left his hometown, and worked as a screwdriver in a big city.

In the memory of the original owner, the life before the age of ten was filled with the affection between grandfather and mother that filled the boy's heart.

The real turning point should be after his father Luo Li returned to his hometown.

After thinking about it, Luo Heng sorted out his memories and said, "Before I was ten years old, I didn't actually practice martial arts.

"At that time, my grandfather was old, and the boxing gym didn't accept any more apprentices. Basically, he drank tea and listened to operas with a few familiar old boxers every day...

"My mother does housework every day, and when she has free time, she sits in a daze in the house. Many times I saw her secretly wipe tears, but at that time she was too young to understand, and felt bored...

"One day, all the boxers my grandfather knew suddenly came to the boxing gym. They went to my grandfather's room to guard. I heard my grandfather let out a scream that I had never heard before...

"I wanted to go into the house to see what happened, but my mother stopped me from approaching and locked me in her own room.

"I didn't know why at first, but my grandfather's screams made me panic..."

In the darkness, Ma San whispered softly: "San Gong?"

Luo Heng nodded, and took a deep breath: "I was locked in the room for three days, after I came out, there was a strange man in the house.

"My mother said that it was me and my father who came back to hold the funeral for my grandfather...

"Later, I also heard from those old boxers that my grandfather was doing exercises for those three days..."

Chen Shi said quietly: "Your mother is right. My master and his old man don't allow me to come close when they are doing exercises. I can only kneel outside during the whole process..."

Ma Sandao: "You were too young at that time, and after seeing the pain of San Gong, it is easy to leave mental barriers, which will affect your future practice."

Luo Heng said curiously: "When my father was leaving, he also said that people who practice martial arts, dying in the arena, are more blessed than dying in bed when they are old. People like him are afraid of Sangong...

"I haven't figured it out until now, what exactly is Sangong? Why is it that the more expert you are, the more afraid you are..."

In the dark corridor.

Can't see the expression on Ma San's face.

He only heard his tone in a low voice: "A martial arts master secretly strengthens his upper body, and usually nourishes his heart. With this breath, even at the age of 80 or [-], he is still strong and vigorous, far better than ordinary people.

"But people will die at the end of their lives. When they are dying, their heart will fail, and their vitality will first dissipate. The effort of a lifetime will be dissipated in a few days, which is equivalent to the process of aging for ordinary people over several decades.

"It was shortened to a few days. The more masters the more subtle the control over the body, the clearer the perception.

"After practicing kung fu for a lifetime, it dissipated in a short period of time. Thinking about the pain makes people shudder..."

The three of them fell silent again.

The night is as cold as water...

On the corridor, the three of them were not much different, but they were all top-notch masters. They leaned against the wooden door quietly, thinking about their own affairs.

Although he has always had the memory of the original owner, his soul consciousness has always been dominated by Luo Heng from later generations.

At this moment, Luo Heng suddenly felt that he had a little understanding of why the original master had practiced Baji for nearly ten years, but his strength had always been mediocre.

Moreover, he showed so much disgust and rejection towards practicing martial arts...

In the depths of memory, long-buried pictures appeared in front of my eyes.

Several old boxers who were acquainted with grandfather carried a dead body wrapped in a sheet, and came out from the door that had been closed for three days.

Originally a little over 1.7 meters tall, the burly grandfather shrank in the thin sheet, like a black and thin piece of wood, and his whole body was less than 1.6 meters...

In the heart of the boy, combined with his grandfather screaming in pain for three days, it was the deepest nightmare...

After a long time.

In the dark, Chen Shi sighed faintly: "Exercising the muscles and bones, cultivating the body and mind, in the end, you can't escape the exhaustion of your skills. The more outstanding you are, the more painful it is. After all, manpower is no match for the number of days..."

On the other side, Ma San said in a low voice: "Release all the power of your life into nature, and let all the power return to nature. Let yourself leave easily without any worries, that is the accomplishment of a warrior..."

Retire after success?

Luo Heng thought to himself, this is not what I want.

Such miraculous things can happen through crossing, so, do those legendary people who rise to the sky, or those who have achieved good fortune and escaped from the Three Realms, really exist?

I, Luo Heng, came across time and space, trying my best to practice martial arts, not to give back to nature in the end...

The original owner was frightened by Sangong, leaving a mental barrier, so that he rejected martial arts, which was a sign of cowardice and incompetence.

I must work hard to climb to the top of this world, and go there to see if the road to transcendence is true or not!
Since ancient times, the heart demon is the hardest to get rid of, and this barrier left by the original owner exists deep in the memory.

It actually affected Luo Heng's subconscious mind, and he felt a kind of repulsion towards An Jin...

This is the reason why he is clearly on the system panel and has already secretly started to get started, but he can't break his mood for a long time.

Fortunately, Luo Heng came across, the main thinking is still dominated by the soul of later generations.

Now that I know where the problem is, I should be able to adjust it soon...

The three people in the back chatted without saying a word.

The words became less and less, and the silence became longer and longer.

Before they knew it, the sky turned white, and the three of them sat on the threshold until dawn.

"It's almost time, Brother Chen Shi, we're leaving first, you can stay here at ease, and when we come back from Shanghai, we will go north together."

Luo Heng stood up, patted his clothes, and cupped his hands at Chen Shi.

Chen Shi smiled: "Bon voyage!"

Ma San didn't speak, but he bowed with both hands.

The three let it go.

Ma San brought a rattan box, but Luo Heng only carried a cloth bag to cover his eyes and ears.

The real luggage is directly put into the backpack space.

The two boarded the train and found a seat.

Then Ma San asked: "Why didn't you buy a ticket to Shanghai? Instead, you bought Cannes?"

Luo Heng said with a smile: "I went to see a few friends, and by the way, I have to go and collect the bills.

"But the train doesn't pass by them. When we arrive in Cannes, we have to change carriages and drive for a day..."

This trip was mainly focused on Luo Heng, and Ma San didn't say anything more.

After teaching Zhang Mu how to pretend to be the county magistrate and sneak into the city, Luo Heng didn't intend to pay attention to the matter there.

It's just that Wu Zhichong brought people to trouble him and shot him so many times.

This account can be settled.

Luo Heng is not a magnanimous person, if he doesn't settle accounts with Huang Silang himself, he will not have a clear idea.

The trains in this era are slow enough, and the two sat for most of the day.

Just got off at a small town station...

The sound of the wheels hitting the rails was almost imprinted in my mind.

When getting off the car, Luo Heng felt as if he had passed away.

The two did not delay in Cannes and hired a carriage.

All the way to Goose City...

The horses that pull the cart are southern bantams, as slow as donkeys.

Ma San got into the carriage, closed his eyes and rested his mind.

Luo Heng was quite in high spirits, he sat on the shaft of the chariot, huddling with the coachman.

Looking at the scenery along the way.

After traveling for so long, I have been spinning around Foshan.

I haven't had a good look at the scenery of this era yet.

It was winter, and the crops in the fields had been harvested.

In the paddy fields beside the road, only the harvested rice stubble remained.

Occasionally, on some slopes, people can be seen chopping corn and sorghum stalks...

The carriage approaches.

A few working farmers will stop their work and stand there dumbfounded...

"Wait, stop..."

Luo Heng suddenly greeted.

The coachman immediately stopped the horse, and asked with a smile: "Master, do you want to relieve yourself or what? You don't have to be particular about going out. You should hurry up. Let's go to the town ahead to rest before dark."

Luo Heng ignored him, turned back to the carriage and asked, "Ma San, did you hear anything?"

Ma San, who was leaning against the wall of the carriage, didn't even open his eyes.

"A woman is calling for help, and there is a young boy's voice, it should be her family, in the countryside, this time is approaching the end of the year, and it is not uncommon to collect rent and pay debts..."

Luo Heng frowned: "Since we have met each other, Chang You doesn't mean we should have it. Let's see..."

Ma San was helpless, opened his eyes and said: "Every village has them, and they can't be controlled..."

Even though he said so, the man got out of the carriage.

Luo Heng chuckled lightly: "If the road is uneven, don't step on it and feel safe. Let's take a look."

Jumping off the shaft, ignoring the bewildered driver.

Stepping up to the slope...

(End of this chapter)