Hunting for the Southern Song Dynasty

Xueqin stepped on me and put me to sleep.

I woke up when someone pinched my nose.

It turned out to be Wang Feng and Huan'er.

Wang Feng said: "General Niu, don't sleep, Huan'er wants to imitate your cactus, you can teach her."

Wang Fengke never begged me like this, maybe it wasn't for Huan'er, I don't think he would beg me.

Ever since I couldn't speak, Wang Feng still paid little attention to me, but there seemed to be less fierceness in his eyes.Compassion is a kind of strength. Many people are willing to sympathize with a weak person. In fact, this is not to show their strength, but human beings have a feeling of compassion.

I was sympathized with.Actually, I don't think I'm weak.And it was at this time that I realized how powerful I really am.

I took Wang Feng and Huan'er into the yard and started teaching Huan'er about the cactus. I thought Wang Feng wouldn't be able to learn it, but he was more energetic than Huan'er in making gestures.

Only then did I realize that it was actually Wang Feng who wanted to learn, but in the name of Huan'er and asked me to teach him.

Someone willing to learn from cacti with me makes me feel very happy.

I practiced a set for them first, and I felt more fluent than before. For some reason, I seldom practiced these days, but it seemed to be enlightened, and what I did was like what I did.

If I could speak, I would tell them about the legend of the cactus before teaching them how to practice.

Regarding the cactus, it’s not that I didn’t want to talk about it before, but I’m afraid that people won’t believe me, because it’s easy to feel fake if it’s too legendary.

But it is true.In fact, my cactus is also learned in a dream. Of course, it doesn't feel like a dream when I learn it.

Dreams are sometimes just as real.Everyone has done it, and everyone knows it.

Of course, you may say how I keep dreaming.Indeed, I love to dream too much.It's not new to love to dream. Brother Meng De is still killing people in his dreams. Can't I learn about cactus in my dreams?

That day I went to the mountain to chop firewood alone, and fell asleep while chopping, and fell asleep.

I was woken up by a lunatic with disheveled face and unwashed face sticking a stick of firewood up my nose.

When I opened my eyes, I saw this lunatic was gouging out his yellow teeth with this straw stick.

I was so scared that I wanted to run, but he grabbed me, and I yelled, "Let me go!"

He smiled and said, "As long as you learn about cactus with me, I'll let you go."

His smile was not very scary, so I boldly asked: "What is a cactus?"

He patted my head and said, "Stupid! A cactus is the palm of a cactus. You are lucky to meet me. I am not an ordinary person, I am a cactus."

Then he taught me that there are only nine palms in total, the first palm is "Happy Sending", the second palm is "Snake Falling", the third palm is "Love Shadow", the fourth palm is "Drawing to Death", the fifth palm is "Huaisha", The sixth palm is "Thinking of Beauty", the seventh palm is "Playing King's Day", the eighth palm is "Liu Sending", and the ninth palm is "Being Huifeng".

I said, "Isn't this similar to Qu Zi's Nine Chapters?"

The lunatic said: "Why don't I accept you as an apprentice in vain? Do you know about Quzi? Well, I am not Quzi, I have to be wronged, even if I don't die, I have to break my arm, so before I break my arm I will pass on my cactus to you, so that it will not be lost."

I thought what he said was crazy, and I didn't care too much, but I really liked martial arts at that time, so I naturally didn't miss this opportunity.

I practiced with him one move at a time. After practicing for a while, he said: "I think you remember almost, I have to go."

"But I'm not familiar yet?"

"It's not a matter of a day or two to be familiar. You have to practice for a long time. Familiarity makes perfect, but it's useless to be a coincidence. You have to have deep internal strength, and deep internal strength also depends on your usual accumulation, right? ?”

When he said this, I felt that he looked like a very learned old man, but how could he look like a lunatic?

I nodded repeatedly, and bowed my head, "Master!"

"Excuse me, excuse me." He picked me up with one hand.

"Master, my memory is not very good, what should I do if I forget?"

"Chao, if this is the case, I will teach for nothing. Well, I didn't want to tell you that there is a fairy cave on Qingyun Mountain. This fairy cave is a bit difficult to find. There are many thorns at the entrance of his cave. It’s easy to find the entrance of the cave, and if you enter the cave, if you have a heart, you can see anything. If you don’t have a heart, even if I know a big fool. Then let my cactus become a unique skill!”

"Are there so many thorns on Qingyun Mountain? How can I find that bush of thorns more easily?"

"Good! Not bad. Those who are interested will always ask a few more questions. Most of the flowers of two different colors are blooming on the same thorn bush, and most of them are blue flowers and purple flowers."

"May I cut off this thorn?"

"No. Some secrets can only be known by yourself. What if you cut it off and let others find out?"

"Is the hole big? Is the hole deep?"

"Nonsense, don't you know when you find it? No one tells you everything, and some things have to be discovered by yourself. Asking a few more questions is a caring person, but asking too much is a no-brainer."

"Master, you have to leave your name, right?"

"My name is Deng's only son!" He patted the top of my head and continued, "If you learn cactus well, you will tell everyone that you are the only disciple of Deng's only son; Self taught."

"Why is this?"

"There's no reason. Just think about it with your own brain."

The immortal named Deng only son turned his head and left. I cried out affectionately with tears streaming down my face: "Master!"

As soon as the only son of Deng turned around and saw me kneeling on the ground, he took a few steps back and sniffed, "You are so stupid, then I will tell you all. Whether it is martial arts or art, hard work and hard work are not enough. , You have to open your orifices and get through your blood, otherwise you won’t be able to reach the state of perfection.”

The only son of Deng even shed tears while talking, "Soon, I will have a disaster of cutting off my palm. This is why I am eager to find someone to pass on my cactus. It is also the good fortune of your kid. It is said that you are not suitable for being stupid. But I couldn't find a suitable person for a while. Well, it's too late, I have to go. There are some things I will tell you next time."

As he spoke, the only son of Deng disappeared after a few flashes.

I stood up and chased him, shouting "Master, Master..."

When I woke up, I found my father standing in front of me, "What master, master? Where did you chop the firewood? You're lazy again! I ran to the mountain and fell asleep again!"

My father chased and beat me with thorn sticks.

"The first palm, Xisong..." I used the cactus I learned in my dream and pushed towards my father. Before I could push him, he hit my ass with a thorn.

"I'll make you gesticulate! I'll make you lazy! I'll make you sleep! I'll make you stop chopping firewood!..." My father whipped me and scolded me overwhelmingly.

And the cactus I learned in my dream is useless. It seems that a dream is a dream and cannot become a reality.

When my father was tired, he started chopping firewood with his bare back. His body was bronze and looked very textured...

After a while, my father picked up two bundles of firewood and went home. I followed behind him and kept him close.

Although it was a dream, I soon believed it was true, and I found a place where no one was around, and I practiced climbing the only child's cactus alone.

But I only remember the first six palms, and I can't remember the last three palms. I thought of the fairy cave mentioned by Deng Duzi. If I can really find this cave, it means that the dream is real.

I climbed Qingyun Mountain, searched for a long time, and really found a large bush of thorns, blue flowers and purple flowers bloomed on the same plant, and the small flowers gathered together were very attractive. Health love.

It looks good, but it is really difficult to get through this thorn.But some things must be more than two hundred and fifty, otherwise it will not be possible.

I got into the thorn bushes desperately, and the small thorns stuck on my body, almost like a hedgehog.If you see a hole, the hole is not big, and one person can get in.

I'm a little scared, what if there are monsters in this cave, what if there are no monsters and snakes?But the words of Deng's only son in the dream rang in my ears from time to time, motivating me to finally get in.

The cave is not very dark, there is a pile of fire burning, the fire flickers, the cave lights up and goes dark, it is very scary... Could this be what people call will-o'-the-wisps?

I went into the cave and looked around, and finally found a picture engraved on the wall, which was the cactus that Deng Duzi taught me. I was very pleasantly surprised, and practiced according to the picture.

This is really a good place to practice, there is no sound in the cave, only my shouts and palms...

Furthermore, the reality is different from the dream after all, the movements in the dream seem to be illusory and cannot be realized, but in reality, the direction of each palm is so purposeful to me.

After this practice, I memorized every movement.

Otherwise, I am a caring person. When I came for the second time, I took a pen and paper, and even drew all the pictures on the wall according to the gourd painting gourd.Perhaps, this time I have a little preliminary painting skills.

Within a few days, all of us locals found green smoke rising from Qingyun Mountain. Those who dared to go to watch it saw that the top of the mountain erupted and turned into a volcano.

I'm glad I drew the picture.

Another night, while I was sleeping, someone kicked me awake.

He is the only son of my master Deng.

"Come with me!"

I put on some clothes and ran away with Deng's only son.

He took me to Qingyun Mountain, and the fire on Qingyun Mountain became more prosperous.

I was so frightened that I yelled, and under the firelight, I saw that Deng's only son had no palms on his arms, and blood was dripping drop by drop.

"Don't make such a fuss, didn't I tell you earlier? I have a broken hand."

"Who did it?"

"What's the use of knowing it?"

"Climb into the hole and pick my palm out."

"It's all fire, I can't get in."

The only son of Deng stripped off my clothes and wrote on my body with the blood on his arm. He wrote a lot of "mountain people", and he said while writing: "mountain people are not immortal, but they can become immortal!"

He kicked my ass, I went into the fire, I only felt a little warm, but I didn’t feel anything, I got into the hole, and I saw the severed palm of the only son of Deng, I turned my head and picked up one, and picked up another another……

When I got out of the hole, when I sprang out of the fire, Deng's only son's palms turned red from the heat, and he clicked his tongue.

Deng's only son wrote "Nv" on one palm and "Zi" on the other palm with the blood from the broken arm, "Hurry up and find a better place, of course it can't be Qingyun Mountain. My palm is buried, don’t raise a grave, and don’t leave a mark.”