My legendary life

The more anxious the anti-theft chain is, the more difficult it is to open it. Ding Miaomiao is just like this now. He has been playing with it in shame and anger for a long time, but he didn't take it off. Finally, he stamped his feet red and turned back to Xie Dong and yelled, "open the door for me!"

Xie Dong was very puzzled, who has hung it up? As soon as the chain was removed, Ding Miaomiao did not speak. He opened the door and went out. He was so scared that Qinglin and Liu Yong quickly flashed aside and looked at her back and spat out their tongue.

"Master, what have you done to her?" Asked Qinglin.

Xie Dong glared at him, didn't say a word, turned and walked to the room, sat down on his bed, then turned back and asked Qinglin, "where did you just go?"

Qinglin said with a smile: "it's so late. Where can I go for a stroll? After sitting in Xiaoyu's room for a while, I went to find Xiaojiang. I was going to fight against the landlord with three of us. But brother Liu was a little worried when he heard that reporter Ding was here. He forced me to come and have a look together. He said that I was afraid of your mistakes. In fact, I know Shifu's determination, but I can't beat him ... ".

" you are just talking nonsense. I'm not qualified to take care of what Dongge does. My sister-in-law asked me to take care of him. I'm afraid he's tired out after resting too late. " Liu Yong quickly explained that his voice was quite loud, and his spittle was all sprayed on Xie Dong's face.

"Well, don't even say it. Go back to sleep. There will be business tomorrow." He didn't want to listen to their nonsense, so he waved impatiently, lying on the bed and pulled the quilt over his body.

Seeing this, Liu Yong smiles and whispers to Qinglin. Then he opens the door and goes out. Qinglin goes to the bathroom to wash himself. Just after he comes out, Xie Dong turns over and sits up.

"By the way, you said today that the Health Bureau would apply for special research funds for me. What's the matter?" He said.

"Don't you know that?" Qinglin said innocently: "director Qin said that you have discussed all these things for a long time? We should explore and sort out the theory of the treatment of strange acupoints together, he said at the meeting of the Bureau's leading group. This project was decided when director Chang was there. When I was in the scientific research department, the Bureau always had a special person in charge of it. "

Xie Dong was a little confused when he heard it. For a moment, he couldn't tell the truth from the truth. But if he knew to ask further, I'm afraid there would be no result. The apprentice was too smart. He picked himself up in a few words, as if it had nothing to do with him.

"Oh, I remember. It's like that." He muttered, then lay down again, reached for a cigarette, and as soon as he lit it, Qinglin handed over the ashtray.

"Master, if you don't want to sleep, tell me about the massage for Dr. Liang. Which acupoints and techniques are used?" Qinglin said with a smile.

He hesitated for a moment, looked at the eyes full of desire, and sighed. In fact, no matter what the boy thought in his heart, he respected himself very much. He worshipped his teacher in a big way, and in the twinkling of an eye for more than half a year, he didn't learn anything. After a little meditation, he turned over and sat up, snuffed out his cigarette, and then put out some strange points to promote sleep Explain in detail, from the identification of acupoints to the depth of massage and acupuncture are explained one by one. Qinglin was originally from a professional background. He was even more familiar with acupoints and meridians than him. He was able to penetrate and learn by analogy. In just over half an hour, he basically mastered them.

"But I'm not as powerful as you are." Green forest quite regretful way: "the effect is afraid not ideal."

"Internal power can only be cultivated for a long time. There are also chances and coincidences, which are indispensable." He said faintly: "but the lack of internal power can be made up by acupuncture. After all, the stimulation of acupuncture is stronger than that of fingers, and it can reach the depth of acupoints. Well, you can try the effect on me." Then he turned and lay on the bed.

Qinglin quickly waved his hand and said, "no one can test the needle on Shifu. Well, take a rest first. I'll go to Xiaojiang's place. Anyway, the boy has rough skin and thick flesh. It's just time to teach him." With that, he got up and went to the suitcase, took out the bag of needles, said hello to him, and walked towards the door in a hurry.

"Don't worry about it. Go to bed." He called out.

"It's OK, master. Go to bed first. I don't have the habit of going to bed before 12 o'clock at all. I can't sleep even if I lie down." Green forest head also don't return of say.

He had no choice but to smile and let him go. After Qinglin left, he was left alone in the room, lying on the bed. Bored, he turned on the TV and changed several channels. He found that some idol dramas of beautiful men and women were on air. He was really not interested. Finally, he chose a series of Anti Japanese themes and made do with it.

I don't know how long I looked at it. Suddenly I heard the door ring and looked up. An old man with a beautiful beard and a gray gown came in. Startled, he sat up and looked at the old man in surprise. He wanted to ask who it was, but he felt his throat was tight and could not make a sound.

The old man gave him a little smile, then turned and floated away. He hesitated, and even followed him. When I got out of the room, I was surprised. It turned out that the outside of the room was not a corridor, but a broad street. The street was paved with green bricks, and there were all kinds of shops on both sides. The pedestrians who came and went were also dressed up in the Republic of China. Occasionally, some people politely said hello to the old man. He wanted to hear what he said, but he couldn't hear it clearly.They walked one after the other, through a dilapidated gate building. Looking around, the golden wheat fields were endless. It was obvious that they were out of the city.

Where are you going? He thought that the old man didn't look back, just walked forward with his head down. He could only quicken his pace and follow closely. After turning a mountain bay, a courtyard appeared in front of me. My God, isn't this Chunhui villa where we eat today?

After a few more steps, before waiting for the door, I saw the master come out of the yard. He looked like a fairyland, but he was carrying a small burden and looked a little flustered.

"Master!" He cried quickly, this time with a clear voice. The Master seemed to hear it. He looked at him, and their eyes were opposite. He suddenly found that the master's eyes were a little blank. So he quickly stepped forward and wanted to hold the master to ask the truth. He found that although they were close to each other, no matter how hard they tried, they couldn't get close to each other...

the old man turned back. His face was covered with blood, and his eyes became two blood holes. He stretched out his hands and walked towards him step by step. He murmured, "we'll wait." You've been for a long time, for a long time...

he was so surprised that he turned around and ran, but after a few steps, he suddenly felt dark in front of his eyes and found that he went into a place similar to the basement, surrounded by walls made of Bluestone, and several small light bulbs hung on the wall, emitting a faint yellow light. I don't know where the screams came from. The sound seemed to come out of hell. It was creepy.

He began to tremble, even his teeth chattered, and he ran like a fly. However, every road seemed to have no end, only the terrible scream came from behind, which made him almost collapse.

No, it must be a dream. I'm here for a meeting in Gaoyang. How can this happen? He said to himself in his heart, so he stopped, wiped the sweat on his forehead and gasped heavily. Before he was shaken, an iron door not far away suddenly creaked open. A ferocious Japanese in a Khaki Uniform came out with a bloody sword in one hand and a bloody head in the other. He looked at the head of the old man, and his eyes were still in tears...

me Fuck! Japanese devils! He gave a roar and woke up with a start.

TV is still playing a series of Anti Japanese themes, a Japanese officer whistling while torture my underground intelligence personnel. He gasped and looked at the TV screen. The more he watched it, the more angry he became. It's really strange these days. What's the matter with making a broken TV play so lifelike? So he grabbed the pillow and smashed it at the TV. He also scolded a dirty word in his mouth!

Qinglin hasn't come back yet. He shouldn't have slept for long. He sat for a while and felt that his heart wasn't beating so fast. Then he got up, turned off the TV, and lit a cigarette. However, he found that his hand was still shaking slightly.

How can you have such a dream? What does that old man in long clothes represent? And master... Ah, this dream is so strange and close to reality that it can't be expressed in words.

I'm sure I can't sleep any more. I put on my clothes and went out of the room. I went down the stairs to the lobby. As soon as I sat down on the sofa in the lobby, Wu Tong and some young men came in from the door with a smile.

"Brother in law? Why are you sitting here?" Wu Tong saw him at a glance and quickly came over and asked.

"Oh, I can't sleep. Come out and get some air." He said quickly, but Wu Tong didn't seem to leave immediately. Instead, he turned to several men and said, "this is my brother-in-law. He is also invited to attend tomorrow's Seminar on traditional Chinese medicine techniques. He is the only folk Chinese medicine invited by the organizer."

Several men immediately came to the interest, politely came to say hello, one of them also handed a beautiful business card, he took a look, only to see the above words, Gaoyang traffic radio editing department director, this just know, originally these people are local media reporters, so quickly smile nodded.

"Tong Jiaolian only said that you are a martial arts expert with unique skills. I didn't expect you to be a famous doctor." Said a younger man.

With unique skills and great fame, these words will be very pleasant to use on anyone. Although he is a little embarrassed, he also feels very useful. So he just smiles faintly and says, "that's bullshit. I'm just a quack."