Practice a low-level profession until you become an immortal and call yourself an ancestor

Chapter 25: Martial Arts Qiqiaoquan (please read)
Qiqiao Quan, as the name suggests, specializes in hitting the seven orifices.

Eyes, nose, mouth, ears.

No matter which part is damaged, it will cause great harm to people, especially the nose and eyes.

In Qiqiao Fist, most of the moves are aimed at these two.

To be honest, this boxing technique is very cruel.

But kung fu is a killing skill!

If you are not ruthless, how can you stand firm?
Chu Changqing did not resist this, but was happy.

Straightening out his memory, he recalled inexplicably the punch that Wang Wenyuan had just given to intimidate him.

I don’t know if it is a type of Qiqiao Fist.

After a while, a voice came from outside the door. It was the Agui who opened the door for him.

"Mr. Chu, I will take you to your residence."

This time, Agui didn't yell any more. He kept his head down and walked ahead, taking Chu Changqing to a secluded courtyard in the palace.

After delivering Chu Changqing, Agui added that he would deliver three meals a day on time.

Please Chu Changqing not to leave the hospital and move around at will.

Although there is only one young lady in the palace, Wang Xuan, there are many other women, and it would not be good for him to go somewhere else as a strange man.

Chu Changqing thanked him and expressed his understanding.

Agui was stunned and stepped back.

It was getting late at this time, but through the moonlight, we could still see that the courtyard was very large, covering an area of ​​sixty or seventy square meters.

There is a large locust tree planted in the front left, and many leaves have fallen to the ground.

On the right is a small thatched hut. Judging from the smell, it should be a toilet.

Stepping into the room directly in front, there are all the furnishings inside, including a two-story attic. The bed upstairs is three meters long and wide, and there are even paintings and calligraphy hanging on the wall.

Chu Changqing sighed that a house randomly arranged for him would be much better than the residence in Zhao's class.

He is indeed a top wealthy businessman.

After briefly looking at the environment, Chu Changqing once again reviewed the boxing techniques in his memory and prepared to practice.

Qiqiao Quan has 21 movements in total.

Although it is called boxing, there are three leg movements and three fingering techniques, all of which are aimed at the vital points of the brain.

After reading through it, he began to practice in the courtyard.

The moonlight shone on him, making him look handsome.

Chu Changqing started waving his arms, kicking sideways with his whip legs, and grabbing with his fingers, but his movements didn't look right.

Normally, if you join a martial arts school, the master will give you specific instructions on how to punch, how to kick, and how to link the strength of the waist, abdomen, and arms.

But Chu Changqing didn't have these and could only practice on his own.

Fortunately, this strange feeling is only temporary. He has a panel, and as time goes by, his movements become more and more proficient.

Gradually, bursts of punches and kicks came from the courtyard, and Chu Changqing became familiar with and mastered the sharp moves.

As he practiced, Chu Changqing felt that his body was extremely hot. It should be that the movements of Qiqiao Fist mobilized more muscles throughout his body, so his body responded.

Sweat can't stop coming out.

Chu Changqing took off all the clothes on his upper body and suddenly felt a sense of coolness.

continue!

The more he practiced, the more proficient and natural he felt.

The feeling of constantly getting stronger made him intoxicated and completely immersed in the practice of boxing.

Xiaohua walked towards Chu Changqing's residence with the rice in her hand, muttering, 'Why should I deliver it?'

In fact, this meal should have been delivered by Agui, but because he had a stomachache, he bothered Xiaohua.

In addition, Wang Xuan also said that it was okay to deliver a meal, so she came.

What a hassle.

I am the young lady’s maid, not that Chu Changqing’s.

She arrived at the gate of Chu Changqing Courtyard and found that the door was open.

Just as he was about to step across the threshold, he saw Chu Changqing practicing boxing.It just rained yesterday, today it is sunny and windless, and the moonlight is very bright.

Chu Changqing's upper body was now naked and stained with sweat. Under the moonlight, his figure was sharp and angular, and his unknotted muscles were very well-proportioned.

Looking up, Chu Changqing's expression is very determined, resolute and handsome.

Suddenly, Xiaohua's face turned red.

My heart couldn't help but beat faster.

dong dong dong.
Why do you feel that this Chu Changqing is a little different?

Xiaohua had been following Wang Xuan before, and she had heard everything Chu Changqing said.

Therefore, she has no ill intentions toward Chu Changqing, and even has a slight affection for him.

But that's all. As a maid, she is young and has a straight mind. She simply thinks that Chu Changqing is a good person.

Looking at Chu Changqing now, he suddenly felt that Chu Changqing was more attractive and more like a man than a boy from a rich family.

Compared with Chu Changqing, those who pursued the young lady before were far behind.

Chu Changqing is hard-working and knowledgeable, except that he comes from a humble background.

But even so, they managed to regain their citizenship through hard work.

Xiaohua looked at Chu Changqing dumbfounded for a while.

I don't know how long it took, but Chu Changqing stopped moving, came back to his senses, and saw the figure outside the door.

He shouted in surprise: "Xiao Hua?"

Xiaohua woke up like a dream, her hands shook and she almost dropped the food in her hands. She felt her face was hot: "Mr. Chu, it's time for dinner."

She walked quickly to Chu Changqing's room with her head lowered, put down the rice, then leaned away and left.

Chu Changqing felt strange looking at Xiaohua's leaving figure.

In Wang Xuan's boudoir, Xiaohua is back.

Wang Xuan stopped the embroidery in his hands and asked in confusion: "Why so slow?"

Xiaohua's face was still flushed and she looked a little flustered: "No, it's okay."

Wang Xuan was a few years older than Xiao Hua and knew a little about men and women. She looked at Xiao Hua and was stunned for a moment, then suddenly smiled:
"You little girl, don't you have a crush on Chu Changqing?"

Xiaohua's face, which was about to turn red, became heated again, and she explained in a panic: "No, how is that possible!"

After a few words of defense, she changed the topic and changed the topic.

"Miss, that Chu Changqing is indeed very different."

"What's the difference?"

"That's right, his body is different from the master's and the slaves' bodies. There's not so much fat. It's very clean. It feels like it's been carved out."

Wang Xuan's heart beat faster when he heard this, but he raised his eyebrows: "That little girl is talking nonsense!"

Then he asked quietly: "How did you know?"

Xiaohua leaned over and told the truth from beginning to end.

In the guest room of the palace, the candlelight flickered, reflecting the shadows of Wang Wancai and Wang Wenyuan on the wall, showing their teeth and claws, looking a bit ferocious.

"That actor, what do you think?" Wang Wancai put away today's account book and asked, rubbing his eyebrows.

Wang Wenyuan said softly without thinking: "The foundation is good, the character is uncertain, and the contact time is too short. But from the current contact, he is excellent, no worse than those so-called merchants and disciples of aristocratic families."

After speaking, he handed Wang Wancai a cup of warm tea.

Wang Wancai took it and took a sip: "Is it true that you passed down his boxing records?"

Wang Wenyuan nodded: "It's true."

"I tried him. He was a promising person, but unfortunately I didn't meet the right person at the right time. It was too late, and it was basically impossible to succeed."

Wang Wenyuan picked up the teapot and filled Wang Wancai with hot water: "After three days, give him some money and let him go. The lady will probably not say anything."

Wang Wancai nodded and took another sip. Recalling Chu Changqing's words, he sighed with emotion: "The actor's remarks are really like when I was young."

Wang Wenyuan's wrinkled face showed a smile:
"What young man is not full of energy?"

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(End of this chapter)