Baojian

Chapter 2

Cangzhou is located in North China. It has been known as a flood and drought wharf since ancient times. The Beijing-Hangzhou Grand Canal runs through the whole area. The people of Cangzhou have always been known for their honesty, integrity, hard work and bravery.

Because Cangzhou is an important place in Jifu, it has been a must for military strategists of all dynasties. In ancient times, it was called "Yuanxi County", and in Ming Dynasty, it was called "Xiaoliang Mountain". The place of distribution is also a good place for traitors to hide themselves.

Therefore, since the Ming and Qing Dynasties, some rebel generals who were arrested by the imperial court sought the strong martial arts customs of the Cangzhou people to cover themselves. It also started from this.

Although during the ten years of change, some martial arts professionals were impacted for some reasons, many boxing records and historical relics were destroyed, and the development of Cangzhou Wushu was temporarily frustrated.

But the trend of martial arts practice in Cangzhou has never ceased. Since the 80s, various martial arts schools have sprung up like mushrooms after a spring rain. It is not too much to say that every family practices martial arts. It took a few minutes.

At this time, Qin Feng was squatting with a cat on the backyard wall of a family. The family's surname was Liu, and it was considered a large family in Cangzhou, with more than ten tile-roofed houses alone.

More than ten years ago, the Liu family was hit hard, and the house was once taken away. In the early 80s, the government returned the house to the Liu family. Now four generations of grandparents and grandchildren live here.

Different from the yards of ordinary family members, the backyard of the Liu family is very spacious and has been converted into a martial arts training ground. There are two rows of weapon racks on the side of the court, which are full of eighteen kinds of weapons such as knives, guns, swords, and halberds.

This meeting is in the middle of the yard, and there are seven or eight teenagers who are posing with fists, and an old man over eighty years old is sitting on the sidelines, his eyes half-open, leisurely sipping hot tea on the table in front of him.

However, as soon as any child in the field loosened his body, a long peeled willow branch in the old man's hand would immediately hit the child like a poisonous snake.

"When you enter the boxing room, you're either driving piles or leaning against the wall. If you want to practice Bajiquan, first stand up for me!"

Looking at those half-children who had been standing for more than half an hour, with sweat dripping down their faces, the old man stood up and glanced at the outer wall intentionally or unintentionally.

"Grandpa Liu found me?"

Qin Feng, who was hiding outside the wall and was looking in from a hole, quickly retracted his head.

Cangzhou is a place where martial arts is practiced, and it is also very particular about the inheritance of the sect. His behavior is a kind of stealing. If he is found out, his tendons and tendons will be broken at the least, and he may even lose his life at the worst.

However, Qin Feng's eyes were unusually firm, and his feet were in the same boxing frame as the children in the yard. Although his calves were trembling all the time, he still gritted his teeth and persisted.

Just when Qin Feng thought the old man had discovered him, a child in the yard suddenly said, "Grandpa, how long does it take to stand?"

"How long to stand? Stand for a lifetime!"

Seeing the puzzled faces of the group of children, the old man shook his head and said, "Your patriarch traveled all over the world and fought invincible hands all over the rivers and lakes. This skill is the basic skill..."

Seeing that the time was almost up, the old man waved his hands and said, "Take a rest, if you want to learn real kung fu, you must be able to endure hardships, otherwise you should go home early!"

"Grandpa, tell us the story of the patriarch."

After hearing the old man's words, the children cheered and surrounded the old man one by one. Except when practicing, the old man was very kind at other times.

Qin Feng outside the wall also pricked up his ears. He has been here for several years, but every time he hears the story of the "sharp gun Li Shuwen", his blood still boils.

"Okay, let me tell you a story about how my master picked someone from RB with a gun. I haven't been born yet..."

People are afraid of loneliness when they are old. Even though this old man is a master of Bajiquan and is a rare martial arts master and boxing master in China, he also has the common problem of old people, that is, he likes to cherish the past.

However, as the only surviving disciple of "Sharp Spear" Li Shuwen, the old man undoubtedly has the most right to speak, and the things he narrated also happened in reality.

That was in 1895. When Yuan Shikai was training troops at the small station in the southern suburbs of Jinan, he used various methods and connections to win over martial arts experts, and hired RB karate masters and German military instructors with a lot of money to train his elite troops.

Li Shuwen's master Huang Shihai received Yuan Shikai's letter of appointment. Because of his advanced age, he recommended his disciple Li Shuwen to teach.

After Li Shuwen arrived at the barracks, he took Huang Shihai's letter of appointment, and a natural person led him to the martial arts hall to meet Yuan Shikai. Yuan Shikai and all the instructors saw that he was not impressive, thin and withered, carrying a big gun, and mistaken him for Huang Shihai's servant or family member. child.

When they asked about the situation and found out that Li Shuwen was serving as an instructor for their master, everyone laughed.

Ito Taro, the martial arts instructor of Yuan Shikai's guard, said to Li Shuwen contemptuously: "The sick man of East Asia." He continued to point downwards with his little finger.

Li Shuwen has a strong temper, how could he bear this kind of insult?Picking up the big gun, the tip of the gun was aimed at Ito, which was challenging him.

Ito felt that his face was swept away, and was furious at the moment. He swung his RB long knife and slashed at the top of Li Shuwen's head with the momentum of Mount Tai. ", pierced Ito's throat, and swung the big gun again, throwing the dead body out of the martial arts hall.

This sudden change made everyone dumbfounded.

RB martial arts instructors Akino, Inoue, and Noda saw that their companion was stabbed to death by Li Shuwen, they all swung their knives and rushed towards Li Shuwen viciously.I saw Li Shuwen coming in and out like lightning, retreating like arrows, his big spear shaking like a dragon coming out of water, stabbing left and right, blood and flesh flew all over the place.

In an instant, the bodies of the three RB martial arts masters were thrown out of the martial arts hall. Li Shuwen swung his gun and stabbed the fly on the hall pillar, and the fly fell without a trace on the hall pillar.

A moment later, thunderous applause erupted in the hall, and Yuan Shikai shouted repeatedly: "Sharp Spear! Sharp Spear! It's really a sharp gun!"

"Grandfather is really amazing!"

Although I don't know how many times I have heard this story, but a group of middle-aged and middle-aged people are still full of enthusiasm, their legs and feet are no longer sore, and they all stare, wishing that they were the ones who picked the little RB.

Qin Feng also clenched his fists tightly, and his eyes shot out a ray of hatred. If he could have Li Shuwen's ability, the tragedy that happened to his family five years ago would not have happened.

Thinking of what happened back then, Qin Feng's eyes were bloodshot, and his nails were dug into his flesh. If it wasn't for a sliver of rationality supporting him, he would have howled a long time ago.

"Dad, you don't always rest in the house, what are you doing here?"

When Qin Feng couldn't help himself, a 54-year-old man walked into the backyard, glanced at the children angrily, and said, "Go and practice for me, why are you pestering Master?"

"Second, the room is so stuffy, but it's better to be with the children."

The old man waved his hand, stopped his son's words, and said, "Although I haven't reached the master's level, I also know that the end is approaching and I will have a few years to live. It would be good if I can leave more things."

"Dad, look at what you said, it's absolutely fine for you to live a long life." After hearing what his father said, the old man became a little anxious.

"Master has only lived 72 years, and I am already over 80, so I am already content."

The old man smiled and said: "Second brother, I'm exhausted, and I can't perform this Baji. You can practice it for the little ones and let them see the benefits of Zhuang Gong."

"Dad, these little bastards don't have solid basic skills, is it suitable?"

The later elders were a little hesitant. Chinese martial arts are different from Western martial arts. They pay attention to step-by-step, and there is no shortcut. Practicing kung fu in front of these boys will inevitably have a bad influence on them.

The old man suddenly smiled at his son, twitched the corner of his mouth towards the wall, and said, "What's inappropriate? The saying that there is Tai Chi in literature to secure the world, and eight poles in martial arts to fix the universe is not for nothing. Let these Let's see it, boys!"

"Yes, Father!"

Seeing his father's smile, the old man seemed to understand something, his face suddenly became serious, and he walked forward immediately, and when he reached the bottom of the fence, he said: "Let you see the function of this stand." !"

The old man didn't take off his clothes either, and stood still against the fence with his body loose and his feet uneven.

Suddenly, the old man became short and leaned his shoulders against the wall behind him, only to hear a "bang" sound, and he broke a section of the nearly two-meter-high wall abruptly.

"Hey, it's pretty quick to hide, isn't it?"

Immediately after the old man used the mountain leaning, he turned around, looked at a bush outside the gap, and shouted: "Boy, come out, if you can run ten meters, from now on I will Write backwards!"

"Master Liu, it's...it's me..."

Qin Feng's voice came from the grass. He was dazzled by hatred just now, and he didn't realize until Liu's second son walked to the wall. past.

However, Qin Feng's face was still scratched by Beng Fei's gravel. He knew the big taboo of stealing from a teacher, so he didn't dare to wipe it at the moment, and walked out of the grass in a hurry.

"En? Why is it you?" Seeing Qin Feng with blood on his face, the old man was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but look back at his father in the yard, with a look of inquiry in his eyes.

In fact, Qin Feng has been stealing his teacher for several years, and they have already discovered it, but they were suppressed by the old man at that time, but now they don't know why they want to expose Qin Feng?

(End of this chapter)