tiger teacher

Why practice martial arts?The whole question Wang Jian was asking himself all the time, but he answered one answer after another, but they were all overturned.

To keep fit?No, no, running is enough, and there is no need to toss about the big week and the small week, and go against the road.

To defend the country?Of course not, with that effort, the planes and cannons are all updated, no matter how strong the small arms and legs are, they can't twist an 800-ton bomb.

For the sake of eliminating violence and peace?This is more reliable, but it is still overturned, because as Tianran [-] said, violence is always only a way, and it cannot be the goal of solving the problem after all.

For justice?This is possible, but what is justice?Who defines justice?In other words, there is no justice in the world, there are only positions, and the human factors are stripped away, and justice is only mediocre.Going back hundreds of years, it was immoral for women not to bind their feet.

Then why practice martial arts?Wang Jian finally gave up these thoughts, because he is not a wise man, and when he thinks, God will laugh.

All his principles of conduct were instilled in him by the old carpenter, and he used it as a habit, walking forward step by step, and all questions were left behind by him.

"You don't know." The weird man sat up and said, "I don't know either."

Wang Jian raised his eyes and looked at him, frowning, although his lips opened and closed, but he couldn't say anything.

"I killed someone for the first time when I was 19 years old. I saw a group of people beating a thief who was almost dead. I rushed up and stabbed the person who beat the hardest to death with a bamboo stick. My second The first time I killed a man, I saw a man beating his mother with a spatula. I broke his neck with a wire. The third time I killed a man, I saw a homeless man raping a schoolgirl. I used A piece of glass cut open his stomach." The strange man raised his face and looked at Wang Jian: "I killed three people, do you know the result?"

"The first thief. He died in the end. The second old lady left a wound on my body with the spatula that hit her like crazy. And the female student was scared crazy by me. .”

Wang Jian listened to his narration in a daze, and a very clear picture appeared in his head, which was weird and bloody, but he could feel a burst of sadness.

"I saw you yesterday. You are a martial arts student, a real martial arts student, not a man practicing martial arts. You are also very young, and your eyes are just like me back then." The strange man wiped his hair: "I have lived in prison for 20 years. Over the past 20 years, I have always had a question, why do I learn martial arts. If it is because I learned martial arts that I am what I am now, then why do I learn martial arts? "

Wang Jian raised his head.Leaning against the wall, shaking his head silently: "You look like a hero to me, if it were me, I would do the same."

"Then, you became me." The strange man patted Wang Jian on the shoulder: "After thinking about this, you are too hostile."

"The important point is the important point, it's nothing." Wang Jian shook his head: "As for why you learn martial arts, I may not be able to give you an answer now."

"Let me know when you have an answer."

Wang Jian nodded, stood up and was about to move forward.Then he turned his head suddenly: "Are you really a monk?"

"No, I'm not a monk. I'm from the Rong Family in Hebei Province. I major in Tai Chi." The strange man smiled slightly: "I don't mind if you call me a monk. My name is probably Xing Nuer."

"What a weird name."

"It's weird."

Wang Jian didn't say anything, returned to his bed, lit a cigarette, stared straight at the dirty ceiling, and said to himself: "At the beginning, every punch I had was a punch. , A kick is a kick. Later, a punch is not a punch, and a kick is not a kick, and then I found out that a punch is a punch, and a kick is just a kick. It’s so complicated..."

"Third Master, don't pay attention to him...he is a famous psychopath." The mule came up and whispered: "These people just want to hook you up to fight with him. He rarely talks, but he has never lost a fight. , these bastards."

Wang Jian shook his head and smiled: "It's all normal."

But after thinking for a while, Wang Jian suddenly got out of bed again, and walked to Xing Nuer's side: "After so many years, are your hands itchy? Come on, maybe..."

The strange man sat up slowly: "Your hands are itchy, stop beating, you don't have the heart anymore."

"Actually, I'm confused by your question..."

"If you don't mess up, it means you have enlightened." The weirdo lay back down again: "Okay, go do what you should do, and you will naturally understand when you should understand."

"Don't be so esoteric...Please explain to me." Wang Jian definitely belongs to the kind of person who is not forgiving, so he simply sat down on his buttocks: "I really want to know."

The strange man smiled, but he didn't show any impatient expression, he just sat up again: "I can't tell you. You haven't seen all living beings, and you haven't experienced the world. When you practice martial arts, you only see yourself. It’s useless. You can’t figure it out, you can’t read it.”

Wang Jian was stunned at the time. What this guy said was exactly the same as what the old carpenter said. The old carpenter also said it in this tone, saying that Wang Jian couldn't see through it because he only had himself in his eyes and his mood was too low.So the old carpenter said at the time that Wang Jian could only accept apprentices on behalf of his master before he fully understood why he wanted to learn martial arts.As for teaching people martial arts, that doesn't matter.

"Here." The strange man pointed to the ground: "It's a Shura field, a Shura field where you can see the evil faces of all beings. The only thing I can tell you is to cultivate your mind. If you want to know the answer to a question, you must first know, you What is the reason for the movement, and for whom is the fist of anger held."

Wang Jian nodded, took a step back, and bowed deeply: "Thank you, I hope I can understand what you said in the future."

"Long Fangchang, the master and the grand master are only one step away."

After thanking him again and again, Wang Jian returned to his bed. After thinking for a while, he found that he still didn't understand, so he simply gave up thinking about it. He just jumped down and looked at the prisoners who were looking at him with strange eyes: "If you If you can’t sleep, tell me about yourself.”

And at this moment, on the plane flying across the Pacific Ocean, Shanova was looking at something. She, who had taken the entire plane, was in a very strange state.

"Miss, the orange juice you want." The old housekeeper politely put the orange juice on the table: "What are you looking at?"

"Aze's case analysis." Shanova pointed to the bloody neck above and said, "The person who made this knife is a master."

"Come and see, the knife edge is smooth without any muddy water. This not only shows the sharpness of the weapon, but also shows that it was scratched rather than chopped. If it was chopped, the wound would not have such smoothness. "Sanova frowned: "A person, holding a knife across, almost cut off the neck, the effect is like this."

As she spoke, she picked up an ordinary playing card, and put the edge next to a rose in a vase on the table, then slipped her hand, and the playing card passed by, and then she blew lightly, The smooth, knife-cut petals of the roses were scattered all over the place.

"Oh...that's amazing." The old housekeeper's eyes widened: "How did you do this?"

"In kung fu, there is one discipline that is flying flowers and picking leaves. Fast, accurate, ruthless and calm, I think there are very few people in this world who can do it." Shanova stared coldly at the poker in her hand Card: "In other words, he is a real master."

"Miss, do you need to erase him?"

"Of course not, Aze is useless. Then we will find someone to replace him." Shanova stroked her chin, stretched out her hand and said, "Wait, don't tell the teacher."

"why……"

"He would nag me because he had had a deep fear of his own country all his life, and I don't know where the fear came from, but I knew that if I told him my plan, it wouldn't work. Shanova sighed: "But I have grown up and can support my behavior. Also, what happened to the things the teacher was looking for?"

"I didn't find it, not a single one. I have searched the ancient manuscripts all over the world, and even got the Bible handwritten by Pope III, but there is still no manuscript that meets the requirements."

"It's really useless." Shanova looked at her watch: "After getting off the plane, the first task is to investigate the person who killed Aze for me."

"Yes, miss. Excuse me, is there anything else I can order?"

Shanova looked up at him, and poured the orange juice in her hand into the vase: "Change to a fresh glass."

"Yes, ma'am."

After the old butler went out, Shanova nailed the playing cards into the wooden cabinet, then stood up and walked to a table, opened a wooden box, and took out a simple handwritten book inside. The book is very well preserved, but the outer skin is blurred, but you can vaguely see a very simple and simple "Wang" character.

She looked at the book, frowned slightly, and said to herself: "I can't understand anything at all, what is there to ask for, it's strange."

Then she opened the book, glanced at it casually, threw it on the table, then sat on the chair, gently picked up a book, and read it leisurely by the light.

"Oh, that's right." Suddenly, she said to herself: "Since Aze is useless, the capital in his hand must be recovered as soon as possible. Also, let Cooper wait for me at the airport, I have a task to arrange for him .”

"Oh... no, Miss. How did you think of that idiot?" The old butler came out of nowhere: "What's the use of him?"

"Because they are idiots." Shanova smiled slightly: "After the representatives of the European branch come over tomorrow, there is no need to receive them. We are the masters, and they are just dogs."

"Got it, miss."

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