Xiulong stage

Chapter 4 beggar

In this way, Hanzi put his mind on deciphering the "Qianlong Jue" every day, and it took him nine days to decipher the whole "Qianlong Jue", except for the last bookmark. After spending several hours, he couldn't find a way to decipher it, so he had to give up in the end, but judging from the "Qianlong Jue" he compiled, it was already the full text, so whether the remaining one can be broken, what is the secret? He didn't care much about whether it was important or not. Anyway, with the full passage of "The Art of Qianlong", he could practice according to the art. In the future, he would have plenty of time, and the bookmarks that could not be deciphered could not be studied slowly in the future. Late.

It took Hanzi more than an hour to reorganize the deciphered "Qianlong Jue", checked the order of the bookmarks, and after confirming that it was correct, he began to study this mysterious and hard-won "Qianlong Jue" "Come.

Hanzi was a little hard to understand these mysterious ancient Chinese. Fortunately, although his academic performance was not very good, he was excellent in Chinese, especially classical Chinese. Thanks to the literary skills cultivated by the love of medical books and classics since childhood.Because although he didn't understand this hard-won "Qianlong Jue" very well, but with his innate foundation of ancient prose, he could interpret it paragraph by paragraph. Although the speed was slow, it was not without progress. .For the really mysterious parts in the text, he wrote them down with a pen, so that he could ask the Chinese teacher or search online on the first day.

But in the process, Hanzi encountered a big problem, that is, some mysterious nouns in Qianlong Jue, not only the Chinese teacher did not understand, but also could not be searched on the Internet, which made him very depressed .Originally, according to his thinking, these ancient books should be related to some books about cultivation and martial arts in the real world, but who knew it was not the same thing, and only then did he realize that those things on the Internet were given by other people's imagination. It was made indiscriminately, and it was of no help to the Qianlong Jue he had obtained.I can't help feeling very disappointed.

This evening self-study is over, because Hanzi has been focusing on the study of Qianlong Jue during this period of time, he just remembered that he has not done his English homework before the end of get out of class, so he hurriedly took the English homework come out and do it.Among the six subjects, Hanzi's English score is the worst.Maybe all students will have this problem, that is, the worse the subjects are, the more fearful they will be. Hanzi is no exception. He always thinks that he is not the material to learn English.

It was past 10:30 pm when I finished my homework and came out.At [-]:[-] p.m., the school has evening self-study. At this time, one class time has passed. The campus is quiet at this time, except that the classrooms are not turned off at night, and some students are still lighting up the night battle. Lights out.Fortunately, this day is the tenth day of the lunar calendar, and there is still a semicircular moon hanging in the sky, and the soft moonlight is shining down, which makes people feel quite relieved.

Walking out of the school gate, Hanzi walked towards home under the moonlight.After passing the asphalt road, Hanzi looked forward and saw a few young guys squatting and chatting at the intersection of Xinjie in front of him. Hanzi had to pass in front of them if he wanted to go home.

"Hey, brother, do you have any cigarettes, give me a cigarette." A young man with a rooster head waved to Hanzi and asked him when he passed by.

"I'm sorry, I don't smoke." Hanzi replied. He knew that some young people often come here to talk about love in the middle of the night. There are many, and it just becomes a good place for young people in the countryside to talk about love.

"You don't smoke, so you have money on you. Give me a few yuan to buy a pack of cigarettes for the brothers." The young man with chicken hair stretched out his hand to Hanzi.

Hanzi was startled, and thought: "So it's a few hooligans who want to rob me." Although he was shocked, but this place is very close to home, he wasn't really afraid of them, so he changed his mind and said: " I don’t have any money on me, and my house is right in front of me, why don’t I go home and get it for you.”

There was a sound of "slap", "Boy, are you trying to trick me?" The chicken-headed boy suddenly slapped Hanzi on the face without warning.Hanzi suddenly felt stares in his eyes, and his face felt a burning pain, and he shouted, "How dare you hit someone!"

"I can hit you if I want to, how about hitting you if I want to?" the chicken-headed boy said and slapped him again.This time Hanzi saw it, and took a step back, and the boy missed with a slap.

"You guys can still hide, brothers, I'm depressed tonight, why don't you use this kid to practice your tricks." The chicken-headed boy said to several other people, who had already bullied him, and punched him again. Chill.

When those people heard this, they rushed forward at the same time, punching and kicking Hanzi.How could Hanzi be the opponent of these rotten boys, he was punched and kicked four times in an instant, but fortunately these people might be really bored to take advantage of him, but they didn't say hello to his weak point.

While hiding, Hanzi yelled "Beat me, come here", those people punched and kicked him a few more times before letting him go.

Hearing Hanzi shouting, several people rushed out.These are all neighbors, and they all know Hanzi. Seeing that he was beaten, he hurriedly asked what happened. Hanzi endured the pain in his body and told them. After a few words, Han Zi was helped up.

At this time, Lu Yunlin, Meng Yuzhi, and the old man rushed over when they heard Hanzi's shouts from a distance. Meng Yuzhi hurriedly examined his son, asked him anxiously where he was injured, and helped his son back home.

"These bastards, what are you going to do with my son if you have nothing to do, Hanzi, does it hurt?" Meng Yuzhi babbled as she wiped the old man's homemade bone loss wine on Hanzi's back and shoulders with her right hand .

"Ouch, mom, be gentle, it hurts so much." Hanzi cried bitterly.Then he said: "Mom, these bastards are so unreasonable, they beat people at every turn, if I can punch them, I will definitely deal with them."

"Forget it, look at you, you have no flesh and blood, and you still want to fight with others. If you see these bad guys in the future, you can stay away from them and don't provoke them, so as not to be bullied by them again. Maybe next time They beat you even worse." Meng Yuzhi commanded distressedly.

"That's right, Hanzi, don't pay attention to them, these people are very arrogant, how can they reason with you. Forget it, you have the right to learn a lesson." Lu Yunlin said beside him.

"Hmph, wait until I've practiced Qianlong Jue and see if I don't punish you, so let's show you a little bit of arrogance now." Hanzi thought to himself.But he didn't dare to say it verbally. Seeing his parents trying to persuade him, he had no choice but to cover it with his mouth, but he made up his mind in his heart that he must utter this bad breath.

Hanzi suffered only some injuries to his muscles and bones, but nothing serious. Although his muscles and bones were aching all over his body the next day, he still went to school.

In this way, more than a week passed, and Hanzi continued to study the Qianlong Jue during this time, but still made no progress.

One day after school was over, Hanzi saw a group of people in front of him, and went to join in the fun. It turned out that an old beggar was lying on the ground, screaming, in great pain, and the students next to him were pointing and pointing. But no one understood.

Hanzi thought to himself: "There are very few beggars in the countryside. How could this old beggar go to the countryside to beg for food." But seeing the old beggar's appearance was very painful, thinking of how he was beaten by those rotten boys a few days ago. He was beaten hard for no reason, and suffered a dumb loss. At that time, he was knocked to the ground. What is the difference between him and this old beggar?Feeling sympathy for each other, he pushed away the crowd and squeezed in.

"Grandpa, what's the matter with you?" Hanzi asked as he helped him up.

The old beggar raised his head, glanced at Hanzi from under the disheveled hair that covered his eyelids, and said weakly: "Little brother, I'm going to die, you don't need to talk to me."

Hanzi said: "How can this be done? Now that I have met it, I don't want to ignore it. How about it? My grandfather is an old Chinese doctor. Although his medical skills are not very good, he can still treat common minor illnesses. I will help you there." Let him have a look, maybe it can cure you." After speaking, regardless of whether he agreed or not, he walked the old beggar with half arms and half arms towards home.

The old beggar was walking forward with the support of Hanzi, the pair of dull eyes under the disheveled hair suddenly became very bright.

To be continued.Now is the time to ask for collection, let's figure it out!