Golden Fishing Village

He didn't doubt the authenticity of traditional martial arts, especially the authenticity in history, but he had deep doubts about the actual combat ability of the boat fist.

It is true that traditional martial arts is a unique banner of Chinese civilization, and it must have the functions of strengthening the body, protecting the body, and defending against enemies. The boat fist may be so in history, but it has long been considered lost.

There are still fishermen practicing boat fist in the coastal areas, and they have even won medals in overseas expeditions, but as far as Ao Muyang knows, they have won medals in some exhibition games.

Now there is suddenly such a master who can knock away three or four young men who are accumulating power with one palm and one punch. Old Ao can't help but be suspicious: this wave may be a fraud, and the town government may have been fooled again.

The people next to him were discussing eagerly, and then someone saw his doubt from his expression and said: "Village head, don't you believe it? That Master Zhou is really a master."

Ao Muyang smiled low-key and said: "It's not that I don't believe it. I'm afraid that Tyson may not be able to knock away three strong young men who are accumulating power in horse stance with one punch."

The villagers shook their heads and said: "It's different, Tyson relies on brute force, while Master Zhou relies on internal force. Brute force may be exhausted, but internal force is inexhaustible! "

This made Lao Ao stunned. He looked at the villagers and asked, "Are you thinking about writing a novel recently?"

Ao Xiaojun squeezed over actively and said, "Uncle Xiaoyang, Master Zhou is really amazing. I went to see him today and saw it with my own eyes."

Ao Muyang looked at him suspiciously, and Ao Xiaojun said anxiously, "You don't believe it?"

Ao Muyang said, "Today is Friday, you are in class, right? How did you go to see it?"

Ao Xiaojun smiled and said, "How else can you go to see it? You must have stood on the beach to see it."

He quickly changed the subject and said, "Uncle Xiaoyang, you have a good relationship with the leaders in the town. Can you ask me to ask Master Zhou to be your master? I want to learn boat boxing!"

Ao Muyang said, "You are good at fighting, why do you want to learn boat boxing?"

"For self-defense."

"With the public security in our village, Are you still worried about your safety? "

"I'm not worried in the village, but I'll be worried after I get home."

Hearing this, Ao Muyang smiled: "Did your father beat you again?"

Ao Xiaojun smiled awkwardly: "It didn't work, I ran fast."

Ao Muyang sneered: "Is it because you skipped school to watch the boat boxing?"

Ao Xiaojun shook his head and nodded, saying: "It's barely considered that. In fact, our final exams are over, and we are now taking tutoring classes at school. It's okay to skip school. Several classmates skipped school. I was unlucky when I skipped school to watch the boxing, and my father ran into me..."

"This is really unlucky." Ao Muyang laughed.

"What's even more unlucky is that my father saw Ao Xiaoniu at the time." Ao Xiaojun said with a gloomy face.

Ao Muyang said: "Xiao Niu also skipped school? Who did this naughty kid learn this bad habit from?"

Ao Xiaojun sighed: "It would be great if he skipped school! My father saw us together and asked Xiao Niu why he didn't go to school and whether he was on holiday. As a result, Xiao Niu told my father honestly that he was not on holiday, but he got the first place in the final exam of the whole grade, and the head teacher allowed him not to go to tutoring."

Ao Muyang understood and said: "Without comparison, there is no gap. Without gap, there will be no disappointment. Without disappointment, there will be no despair. You can run away this time, all thanks to your good luck, you know?"

Ao Xiaojun said: "I know, so I want to learn boat boxing."

"I learned it and beat your father?"

"That's not the case." Ao Xiaojun smiled awkwardly, "It's just to shock, just to shock."

Ao Muyang patted his head and said: "You are shocking shit, don't even think about it, go home and admit your mistakes honestly, learn shit boat boxing!"

There are many discussions about boat boxing in the village, which made him interested.

After returning home, he checked it out. His memory was correct. Since the founding of New China, public security has been restored. People are busy making money to support their families. This kind of boxing that has been passed down among fishermen has been lost.

In the evening, he called Lv Zhichao. When he learned that he had returned from the South China Sea, Lv Zhichao asked him to go to the town the day after tomorrow.

In order to maintain the attraction, the activities were held every other day, especially the martial arts performance of Zhou Lieyun, the master of boat boxing, because he had to rest and restore his blood and energy.

Hearing this, Ao Muyang felt that this was even more nonsense, so he asked a few more questions. However, he did not say anything nonsense in his words. After all, the activities were organized by the town government and had nothing to do with him. He could not interrupt the martial arts performers they invited.

As a result, because he asked too much, there was still a problem. Lv Zhichao thought he was interested in boat boxing and these traditional activities, and asked him to go to the town now, saying that the town government was inviting Zhou Lieyun to dinner and asked him to go over to accompany him for a drink.

Ao Muyang hung up the phone and couldn't help slapping himself. Why do you have so many things to do? What are you asking? Are you the only one who worries about the country and the people and works hard for the world?

Lv Zhichao asked him to accompany him for a drink, so he couldn't refuse, so he had to take a car to the town.

The banquet was booked at the Seaside Hotel in the town, which is the highest-standard hotel in Qiantan Town. Ao Muyang had also come here for dinner, but it was two or three years ago. That time he came with Li Ke and other leaders.

The hotel owner still remembered this incident. When he saw him, he immediately came out from the counter and shook hands with him and handed him a cigarette: "Director Ao? Oh, rare guest, rare guest, long time no see."

Ao Muyang didn't remember him, so he politely agreed.

Hearing that he was here to keep Lv Zhichao's appointment, the hotel owner was even more polite and personally led him into the private room on the second floor.

The private room was spacious, and the air conditioner was turned on very high. When he opened the door, a cold wind blew directly at him.

At the same time, a deep voice sounded: "... This is different. Our boat boxing is different from Tai Chi routines. They cannot be mixed together. To practice boat boxing, you must grasp the spiritual essence of boat boxing..."

Ao Muyang entered the room, and Lv Zhichao stood up first, and then the others quickly stood up.

Lv Zhichao was as enthusiastic as ever for him, holding his wrist and smiling: "Hey, little Ao, why are you so busy during the fishing ban period?"

"Director Ao also serves as the captain of our civilian maritime patrol team. It's understandable, it's understandable." Deputy Mayor Su Meng said.

Ao Muyang apologized, but Lv Zhichao didn't mind, saying: "You are late, you have to drink a few more glasses with Master Zhou later."

There was only one stranger at the table, naturally the master of boat boxing, Master Zhou.

Zhou Lieyun was about 40 years old, thin, dark-skinned, with huge eyes and full of energy. He stretched out his hand to shake hands with Ao Muyang, revealing that his palms were full of calluses, and there were also calluses on the front of his fists. He really looked like a martial arts master.

Lv Zhichao introduced them in the middle, Zhou Lieyun grinned, and everyone sat down and continued to chat.

The table was full of officials, who were best at chatting. Lv Zhichao picked up the topic again and quickly broke the silent atmosphere caused by the stranger joining the dinner.