Cultivating From Obtaining Experience

  Chapter 120 Carrying the handle

   "Oh, you are back, I thought you were happy in Kuangshan?" Standing outside the door was Li Xinzhu, with a red face and a happy spring breeze.

   "Look at you, have you had a good life recently?"

   "It's not bad, so-so, recently I got a big client." Li Xinzhu said with a smile.

   "Big client, finance or real estate?"

   "Hey, I haven't been involved in those two businesses for a long time. Recently, I am teaching a group of students to practice boxing. They are very obedient and have a sense of accomplishment as a teacher!" Li Xinzhu said with a smile.

   "Have you ever thought about opening a martial arts gym? With your kung fu, you will definitely be full of apprentices to open a martial arts gym, really! Look at Yang Xianhua belching farts, Chen Xifeng's reputation has been discredited, and it has become a joke. Hu'an Taijiquan and even the martial arts world lacks a leader. If you are in charge, you are very suitable."

   "What are you doing, it looks like an illegal association." Wang An said with a smile.

   "You know how big Chen Xifeng's family business is, far more than what we have seen, and the contacts he has recruited over the years are beyond imagination. Those who have lived, he is simply a local emperor!"

   "In your eyes, you are an emperor, but in some people's eyes, you may just be a little better than ordinary people. Don't look at how other people live, just live your own life well." Wang An smiled and poured him a cup of tea.

   "Aren't you tempted by these things?"

   "In the past, I would definitely be tempted, but now?" Wang An shook his head, "People's pursuits are different."

   "Yes, some people pursue wealth, some people pursue no one, and some people pursue spiritual enjoyment. What about people like you, who pursue a higher level of kung fu, the legendary martial idiot?"

   "It's not like being obsessed, it's just that you like to practice kung fu."

   "Did you find the remains of Zhou Dian in Kuangshan?"

   "I found it, but it's useless. All he left is a legend." Wang An said with a smile.

   "Then you still stayed there for so long?"

   "The scenery there is beautiful and the climate is pleasant. To be honest, I would like to stay there for a longer period of time." Wang An truthfully said.

   "I don't have any plans for the evening, I treat guests, a high-end buffet."

   "Sure." Wang An smiled.

   While chatting here, Li Xinzhu's phone rang.

   "What, kick the hall, okay, I see, I'll go back right away."

   "I'm going back first, I have to go and see if someone is going to our martial arts gym." Li Xinzhu left in a hurry.

   "Come with me if you're okay. If I can't carry it, can you help me?" Li Xinzhu ran out and came back after a few steps.

   "Okay, let's go."

  When Wang An followed Li Xinzhu to the Xingyiquan martial arts gym, the place was already full of people. Because today is the weekend, there are more than one hundred students in this martial arts gym, and quite a few of them are students.

   There were several people in the crowd, Li Hsinchu’s seniors on one side, and two people on the other side, a young son with disdain on his face, and a strong man, who looked twenty-seven or eighteen years old, standing there like an iron tower, looking at Li Hsinchu’s seniors with a blank expression.

   "You guys are not good at kung fu, you are far behind, find someone who can fight." The young son shouted.

   "Who, what are you talking about here?"

  Seeing Li Xinzhu coming back, everyone hastily made way.

   "Junior brother, you are back, these two people are here to kick the hall." It was Li Xinzhu's second senior brother who spoke, and his face was swollen at this time. He had competed with that person just now and lost.

   "Be careful, that man is a free-kick fighter. His punches are fast and powerful." Li Xinzhu's second senior brother reminded him in a low voice.

   "Kicking the gym, right?" Li Xinzhu stared at the two people.

   "That's right, are you the best here?" The young master looked at Li Xinzhu.

   "It's not great, but I know a little bit." Li Hsinchu was very humble.

   "Okay, let's start then, let's make a quick decision, Lai." Brother Young Master said to the man beside him, then picked up his phone and started shooting videos.

   "Oh, it's not allowed to shoot videos." Li Xinzhu waved his hand.

   "What, can't afford to lose? I just took pictures to show some people. The kung fu in their mouths is actually not worth mentioning. It's all a show, and you can't fight at all." The young man spoke very presumptuously.

   "How do you talk, are you a descendant of Yanhuang?" Someone on the side retorted immediately after hearing it.

   "Hey, I'm just annoying you people. A little bit of trouble will rise to the level of national morality. If you can do it, you can do it, and if you don't, you can't do it. Let's start fighting?"

   "Come." Li Xinzhu didn't talk nonsense, took off his coat and was ready to start.

   "Happy, Lai, come on!" The young man waved to the young man beside him like an iron tower.

   Li Hsin-chu set up his fist fight, and that man also took a free-strike pose.

ready, go!

  dong, the floor shook violently, and Li Xinzhu rushed out, punching with fists and grabbing the middle door. The young man opposite him covered his head with one hand and punched him with the other. Li Xinzhu blocked it with a fist and came to him.

  Strong strength, collapse fist.

  The young man blocked with his hands, but his colleague took a step to dodge. It hit him on the arm with a thud. The man's complexion changed slightly. The pace under his feet has accelerated a bit. Li Xinzhu was faster than him, with Beng Quan close to him, like a wind blowing the ground, grabbing the middle door and throwing punches one after another, like a torrential rain. Alai hastily shielded the middle door with both arms, swaying and dodging.

  Suddenly with a straight punch and a swing punch, Li Hsinchu blocked the punch, received a hard punch, and immediately hit the opponent three times close to him.

  Beng fist, straight, domineering and fierce, his strength is actually not small, the young man took three steps back, sat on the ground with his buttocks, his face was ugly.

   Oh, win!

   There was a bang in the martial arts hall, and the surrounding students cheered together.

   "Concession." Li Hsinchu clasped his hands together.

   "Good work, I'm not as good as others." A Lai stood up and said, no discouragement or shame could be seen on his face, his face was still as usual, and he seemed to be in a good mood.

   "Okay, okay, I have a few ideas, are you interested in working for me, and the annual salary starts at 500,000." The young man looked at Li Xinzhu with interest.

   "Not interested, thanks."

   "Excuse me, goodbye."

  Out of the martial arts gym, the young master said to the tall and strong young man on the side.

   "Alai, what's going on today? Is there a problem with my performance? Even a person who practices boxing and embroidering can't handle it!"

   "The man just now didn't show his fists and legs, he has real kung fu." A Lai said.

   "Fortunately, I didn't take a video, otherwise I would be ashamed."

   "Sorry to disappoint you."

   "Forget it, you have tried your best, go back and get 50,000 yuan, and buy some sea cucumbers to make up for it."

   "Master Xie."

  In the martial arts gym, a group of people surrounded Li Xinzhu to praise him. Li Xinzhu seemed to enjoy the feeling of being surrounded by stars.

   "Okay, okay, let's go, let's go to my office for a while?"

   Li Xinzhu invited Wang An to his office and made him a cup of good tea.

   "Did you gain anything just now?"

   "Well, it feels weird. Kungfu kickboxing and boxing are completely different from what we have practiced, simpler and more direct. To be honest, if I hadn't practiced with you so many times, it might not be so easy to win this time.

  As you said, Kung Fu has to be practiced and fought! "

   "That's right. You see, kickboxing, boxing, and mixed martial arts usually focus on actual combat, and the actual combat effect is much better than those martial arts routines." Wang Andao.

   Li Xinzhu lay on the sofa and sighed.

  "I have been thinking these days, how far can I practice boxing with continuous efforts, and what can I get? It is definitely impossible to be invincible.

  You said that kung fu is endless, but now I have a feeling that I can't make progress. " Li Xinzhu took a sip of tea, he rarely spoke in such a thoughtful tone in the past.

   "Did you not practice that book "Arhat Fist"?"

   "Practice, practice every day, there is such a little gain." Li Xinzhu said.

   "Actually, I've always wanted to ask you. You don't seek fame or profit. Your kung fu is already high enough. As long as you don't use a gun, even a hundred people, let alone ten, can't defeat you. What supports you and allows you to continue practicing."

   Li Xinzhu's words made Wang An fall into deep thought.

   "Sometimes, especially in the dead of night, when I am alone, I will ask myself, what's the point of practicing this way? Even if I can practice it, so what? Times have changed, and now the society ruled by law is not an era of reasoning with fists.

   At the beginning, I practiced Kung Fu. After practicing for a period of time, some of the original pains in my body disappeared, and I had the motivation to continue.

  As time goes by, my strength is getting stronger and stronger. I can lift hundreds of catties with my hands, I can walk like flying in the mountains and forests, and I can jump up high walls. I think I can continue to practice.

  After another period of time, I felt that my energy and blood might be exuberant because of my practice, and I would be free from all diseases and prolong my life, so I had the motivation to continue practicing.

  This exercise is like playing a game. After passing a level, you get some rewards, and you will be motivated to play the next level. But if you are always stuck in the first level, it is understandable that you will be discouraged and don't want to continue if you don't get the reward for a long time. "Wang An explained in this way.

  At least until now, he has not felt slack, because he has been moving forward, and maybe one day he will encounter similar problems to Li Xinzhu.

   "Do you see that the star-like treatment you received just now is not due to your hard work that you never gave up, and you have practiced real kung fu. If you lay down early and gave up, what would you look like today, being knocked down to the ground, disheartened?"

   "No, I'm afraid I don't have the confidence to fight him." Li Xinzhu said after a moment of silence.

   "You envy Chen Xifeng, maybe you want to follow his path."

   "To be honest, I really think so." Li Xinzhu said after a moment of silence.

  Who doesn’t want to live a life of luxury and luxury, before, there was no such condition, but now that the condition is available, he really doesn’t want to miss it.

   "Then try." Wang An said with a smile.

   "You, you don't object?"

   "Your own life, don't care too much about other people's opinions."

   "But I would like to hear your opinions and suggestions."

   "You always think about one thing in your heart, and you can't forget it. This is an obsession. If you don't try it, you will never feel at ease, and you can't calm down and do other things. You might as well try it. As for what will happen in the end, it still depends on yourself." Wang Andao.

   "Well, I've thought about it, I have to try, to be honest, I also want to be well-dressed and admired by others."

  Wang An smiled after hearing this, and left the martial arts hall after drinking the cup of tea.

  He knew that from now on, Li Xinzhu would spend much less time on kung fu than before. He has changed in just over a month, and the money is touching, this is really true.

  That night, it was still the famous buffet restaurant, and Li Hsinchu still had a soft spot for seafood as usual. Wang An's appetite was astonishing as usual.

   "That beautiful waiter has been looking at you, is she interested in you?" Li Xinzhu pointed to a young and beautiful waiter not far away and asked softly.

   "I think she is probably thinking, that person is so edible, he is an absolute idiot!"

  Haha, after saying this, the two of them laughed at the same time.

   "But if the people who come here to eat eat like you, then this restaurant probably won't be open for long before closing down."

   Just as they were about to leave after drinking and eating, Li Xinzhu's cell phone rang suddenly.

   "Hey, Brother Zhu, I, Jin, come quickly. I'm in trouble. Please come quickly!" A man's anxious voice came from the other side of the phone.

   "Hello, are you his friend?" The voice on the other side of the phone suddenly changed, and it became another man, his voice was a little hoarse.

   "Yes, are you?"

   "Your friend is quite courageous. Over the years, he is the first one who dared to sell me fakes!"

   "Wait, I think there must be a misunderstanding, where are you?"

   After hanging up the phone, Li Xinzhu heaved a long sigh.

"What's wrong?"

   "Do you still remember the Jin who helped me buy "Arhat Fist" last time?"

   "Well, I remember, it's the one who dumped cultural relics."

   "He's in big trouble now, I have to go save him!"

   "Come on, I'll drive."

  Wang An drove the car, followed Li Xinzhu's guidance, and rode at a high speed all the way, seeing every stitch in the traffic. Sitting on the co-pilot's seat, Li Xinzhu was so frightened that his whole body tensed up, and he held the handle tightly, with his heart in his throat.

   "Slow down, slow down, his life will not be in danger, driving so fast, I have no idea!"

  He has absolute confidence in Wang An's kung fu, but he has no confidence in his driving skills. After all, driving and practicing kung fu are two completely separate things.

   At this speed, if they collide or overturn the car, there is a high probability that the two of them can go to Hades for supper.

   "Trust me, my skills are fine, and I've slipped away." Wang An said with a smile.

   "You, watch the road, don't get distracted."

  Under the driving of Wang An, the car drove fast all the way, and soon arrived outside a warehouse, where several cars were still parked.

   After entering, I saw a dozen big men in suits. A thin man with a big head was hanging upside down in the air. Below was a large iron bucket, which was full of water.

   "Come on?!"

   "Brother Zhu, help me!"

   A burly middle-aged man headed by him waved his hand, and Jin Kuailai, who was tied up, slowly fell into the bucket below.

   "Don't, don't, spare me, Mr. Feng, I was wrong, woo, gurgling, gurgling!"

   "You are Feng Wenyuan, President Feng?" Li Xinzhu looked at the man and recognized his identity.

   "It's me, you are the one who answered the phone, Jin Kuailai is your friend?" The burly man with beard, wearing leather gloves and holding a cigar in his mouth, looked at Li Xinzhu and Wang An.

   "Hey, it's me. I don't know where my friend offended Mr. Feng?"

   "Selling fakes, you have to be conscientious in doing business, how can you sell fakes, what do you think?"

"Yes Yes Yes."

   "What about Zhou Dian's treasure, I almost believed it!" Feng Wenyuan stared.

   "Zhou Dian?" Li Xinzhu and Wang An were taken aback when they heard the name.

   "I don't know how to solve this matter to satisfy you, Mr. Feng?"

   "He cheated me of 300,000 yuan, and he must pay back the money, but he has no money now. Besides, I don't like being cheated, so let's cut off his hand." Feng Wenyuan pointed to the hanging Jin, come quickly.

  At this time, Jin Kuailai was lifted out of the bucket, wailing in pain.

   "Mr. Feng, can you accommodate me for a few days? Look at his hand?"

   "People, if you make a mistake, you have to bear the corresponding responsibility." Feng Wenyuan said coldly.

   Li Xinzhu frowned slightly after hearing this.

   "Hey, what's the name of this friend? Have we met somewhere?" Feng Wenyuan stared at Wang An, always feeling that this person seemed to have met somewhere.

   "Wang An, we haven't met before."

   "Really, there is always a feeling of déjà vu." Feng Wenyuan looked at Wang An, and at this time someone came over and whispered a few words in his ear.

   "Oh, so it's you. I've been looking for you for a long time, and I didn't expect to meet you here!" Feng Wenyuan handed the cigar to the younger brother beside him, took off his gloves, and came to Wang An's side with a smile on his face.

   "Thank you for your generous help, I am very grateful."

   "Well, I don't remember meeting Mr. Feng, let alone helping." Wang An was very puzzled.

   "It's not helping me, but it's more important than helping me. Do you remember that a group of people surrounded a little girl a few months ago, trying to blackmail her?"

   "Oh, you said that?"

   "Yes, that little girl is my niece. She was terrified, and she went back and said that thanks to your help, otherwise she would suffer a big loss. My nephew is just too honest!"

   "I'm still a child, I haven't experienced these things, I'm just helping out, it's a trivial matter."

   "It's not a trivial matter. There are so many people at the scene, all of whom are watching the excitement. You are the only one who really helped. It's rare, it's so rare!"

  Hearing the conversation between the two, Li Xinzhu was stunned. He didn't expect that there was such a story between Wang An and Feng Wenyuan.

   "Wait, Jin will soon be your friend, right?"

   "Probably." Wang An said with a smile.

   "Put him down!" Feng Wenyuan ordered, Jin Kuailai was put down, and then collapsed on the ground.

   "He resold a painting to me, saying it was a painting by Zhou Dian of the Ming Dynasty. Three hundred thousand yuan is not expensive. After all, Zhou Dian has been very famous in Hu'an recently. After I found someone to identify it, I found that the painting was fake, not from the Ming Dynasty at all."

  (end of this chapter)