portable space

The Luohe River is very quiet in the morning, and the light water vapor mixed with the smell of grass makes people feel particularly fresh.

Zhang Taiping was sitting on the bank of the river doing simple exhalation and inhalation movements. Although it looks simple, it is actually the breathing method taught by the old man. It is hard to say whether he can practice the legendary inner meaning, but at least it can strengthen his body.

Prolong life.

Ye Ling, who had not practiced martial arts for several days in the morning, was practicing his boxing skills not far away from him, and he had already got a good feel for it.

Fatty and Yang Wanli were not surprised when they saw Ye Ling's movements. Zhang Taiping was so good at kung fu, and it was easy for people around him to practice martial arts. They were just a little bit surprised as to why Ye Ling, a girl, practiced such a seemingly tough way.

Fierce punches.

"What kind of boxing technique is this? Is it suitable for girls to practice?" the fat man asked.

Zhang Taiping ended this morning's recitation by making a movement to collect his strength. He shook off the dew on his hands and said: "Bajiquan is suitable for laying the foundation. Originally, it was indeed not suitable for girls to practice, but I adjusted it a bit.

It doesn’t hurt to let her lay the foundation.”

The fat man didn't know much about boxing. He just asked casually. He nodded and asked Ye Ling: "Little Ling'er, aren't you afraid that building a body of hard muscles will damage your beautiful image?"

Ye Ling was concentrating on finishing the boxing technique she loved and said nothing.

In fact, if a girl continues to use this kind of fierce boxing, her muscles will become as hard and lumpy as those of boys. Although it is good for body shaping, the hard muscles are not consistent with the smooth and soft skin of women. But there is room for it.

With the existence of spring water, Zhang Taiping does not have to worry about such a phenomenon, because the spring water will regulate the human body to develop in the best direction.

"Okay, don't disturb Ling'er's practice." Zhang Taiping said, "Tell me what plans you have for today?"

Yang Wanli said: "Didn't we discuss it with the flower seller yesterday? I will go and take a look at the flower seedlings in the morning. As for the second half of the day, I may go to the flower fair again."

"What about you?" Zhang Taiping asked the fat man again.

"I don't care." The fat man said, "Hey, it depends on what you do, and I will decide who to go with. Marshal, tell me what are you going to do?"

Zhang Taiping smiled and said: "Besides visiting the Peony Flower Festival, there is another thing to do in Luoyang."

"Is it convenient for me to follow?" the fat man asked.

"What's the inconvenience? It's not a big deal if I need to return something belonging to someone else."

The fat man chuckled and said: "That's good, then I'll go with you. The flower party is not worth seeing, so I might as well follow you around."

After having breakfast here, Zhang Taiping slowly corrected the little girl's leg bones, applied medicine and said to Liu Zhengen and his wife: "I will go out today. If things go well, I can come back today. If things go wrong, I will come back today."

If everything goes well, I may be able to come back tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, and it will be up to you to apply the medicine."

"It's okay to apply medicine, it's just a treatment for the leg bone..." Liu Zhengen asked with some caution.

"It doesn't matter." Zhang Taiping said, "The main thing now is to let the meridians in the child's legs recover first. The treatment of the leg bones cannot be rushed. It needs to be done slowly. It will be beneficial to wait for a day or two."

"That's good, that's good." Liu Zhengen said quickly. What they were most concerned about now was their daughter's treatment.

After dealing with the little girl's matter, Zhang Taiping asked Wang Gui: "Are you going to hang out at the flower club or are you coming with me?"

"Let's go with you." Wang Gui returned without thinking, "Although those words are very beautiful, I am not an elegant person, and I don't see the reason why. Let's go for a walk with you."

"That's fine." Zhang Taiping nodded and said to Yang Wanli, "If anything happens, just call."

When he was leaving, he suddenly remembered something. He took out the business card from the Kao Competition and said, "Take this business card with you. If the potted flower is named in the competition, you can help get the money. If so,

Just sell it without listing it. As for how much it will cost, it depends on the situation."

"No problem." Yang Wanli took the business card and said.

After getting into the car, Zhang Taiping said to the driver: "Luolong District."

The fat man became curious again and asked, "What are you going to return, Marshal?"

It was not a secret thing, so Zhang Taiping explained it to a few people: "I accidentally found a cave in the mountain, and got a long knife and a knife manual in it. Some time ago, I had to ask the owner of the knife manual for his background.

After hearing the news about this person, I plan to return this sword manual."

The fat man suddenly opened his eyes: "Isn't this a legendary adventure?"

Zhang Taiping heard the treasures such as osmanthus trees and jadeite in the valley, smiled and nodded: "That's okay, it can be regarded as an adventure."

"There are only magical encounters on TV and in legends. I didn't expect that you would actually meet me." Fatty sighed, feeling quite magical.

Then he asked with a weird look on his face: "You didn't get it by making a mistake and falling off the cliff, right?"

"You are thinking too much." Zhang Taiping said.

"I guess this kind of bullshit won't happen to you." Fatty nodded and said, "But how could there be such a thing in the mountains?"

"Probably taking refuge or living in seclusion inside."

"It seems that I will spend more time in the mountains with you in the future. Maybe one day I can become the protagonist and encounter such good things." The fat man said jokingly.

Wang Gui smiled and said: "People say that there are three thousand hermits in Zhongnan Mountain. This statement is not an exaggeration at all. I wonder if you can really meet an expert if you go in."

"Is there still such a saying?" This was the first time Fatty heard this saying and asked Zhang Taiping, "Is there really such a thing in it?"

Zhang Taiping thought of the people he met in the mountain and nodded: "Yes, there are indeed many people hidden in the mountain. I have met a few of them, and they all have good kung fu."

The fat man felt itchy after hearing this, and quickly asked: "Where are they all? I'll go in and have a look some other time."

"As long as you go into the mountains, wherever there are Taoist temples or temples, there are experts. Not all of them are experts in martial arts. There are also some people who live in the mountains all year round and study Buddhism or Taoism. They all have some abilities." Zhang

Taiping said.

The fat man nodded: "Indeed, there are no simple people who can live in the mountains for decades."

Being able to live alone in the mountains for decades requires great perseverance and wisdom, and is something that very few people can achieve.

"Do you have that sword manual with you? Take it out and have a look." The fat man said.

Zhang Taiping reached into his pocket and took out the sword manual from the space and handed it over.

The fat man took the somewhat old sword manual in his hand and didn't rush to open it: "It's okay to take a look. Aren't all martial arts secrets hidden and tucked away?"

"Have you watched too much TV?" Zhang Taiping shook his head and said, "At your age, it is completely impossible to practice martial arts. Even if I give you sword manuals, you can't practice."

The fat man chuckled and carefully opened the manual of swordsmanship. Inside were simple drawings of some people holding knives and stabbing horses, with annotations below. "This is the manual of swordsmanship, tsk tsk." The fat man flipped through it casually without looking at it carefully.

Then he passed it on to Wang Gui and Ye Ling.

Wang Gui also didn't look at it carefully, but just turned it over. Only Ye Ling took it in his hand and looked at it carefully, raised his head and asked: "Master, is this the sword manual for the sword technique you usually practice?"

Zhang Taiping nodded: "Which one is it? You have laid the foundation now and will practice this when the time comes."

"You know how to use swordsmanship?" The fat man was surprised. "How do you feel about this swordsmanship? Is it powerful?"

"Knife skills that kill people."

"Knife skills for killing people, tsk tsk." The fat man took the sword manual in his hand and looked at it.

The driver in front felt a little weird when he heard the conversation between the four people. He thought to himself that they might be filming a movie, but he didn't see anything being filmed. Could it be that they were four lunatics? They didn't look like it? After thinking about it, they finally passed.

I glanced through the sight glass a few times.

The topics Zhang Taiping and the others talked about were a bit out of the scope of ordinary people. It was no wonder that the driver had such thoughts.

Several people also felt the strange look in the driver's eyes, so they stopped talking about the matter and changed the topic.

The fat man asked: "Do you know where the descendants of the person who wrote this sword manual are?"

"I only know that he is in Luolong District, Luoyang. I don't know the exact location. He is a man named Zhang Donglai. Let's find out when we get there."