Youxianguan, everything starts from the end of the end of Dharma

At around five o'clock in the morning, the sky was still shrouded in dark clouds. Although it had been raining all night, the rain still did not stop, but it was no longer as continuous as last night, and the rain was obviously lighter.

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Wu Qi stood in front of the bathroom mirror like a wooden man for several hours. If it hadn't been for the sudden ringtone of his mobile phone, he would probably have continued to stand like this.

It is not easy to sort out the messy memories bit by bit! Especially Wu Qi, who has a slight obsessive-compulsive disorder. If he can't figure something out, it will be very difficult for him.

It's simply torture.

"Xiao Qi, how are you? Are you used to it when you get to Wucheng? Did you have a good rest last night? I heard that the food there is light and sweet, can you get used to it?" Wu Qi's cell phone ringtone is his own.

The downloaded "Little Knife Club Overture" suddenly started playing, and the loud suona sound made him tremble all over, and he immediately woke up from the silence. At that moment, he quickly returned to the bed and picked up his mobile phone, and then his mother Ruan Lianze's

A series of sounds hit his ears.

"What's the matter, Xiaoqi? Why don't you kid speak? Did something happen to you? Let me tell you, when you go out, peace is the most important thing. Don't be impulsive when things happen. People are cheap when they leave their hometown.

Do you understand? Violence cannot solve problems. When you were a child, the old man wanted to teach you martial arts. I didn't agree at the time, but the old man insisted on teaching you. Now, okay, if something goes wrong, what should I do?

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My mother's speaking speed was as fast as ever. From the moment she connected the phone to now, I could only hear her talking non-stop on the opposite side. She just asked if she could get used to the food. When she turned around, she thought from Wu Qi's silence that he was.

Something happened. Then he started to complain about the old man at home. He should not have been taught boxing since he was a child...

"Mom, it's okay. I just got up and was a little confused. The train was delayed last night and it was already midnight when I got off the train." Wu Qi replied with a smile, first interrupting his mother's wild guess, and then

He quickly expressed that everything was fine and that he had not encountered any accidents. He had neither quarreled nor fought with anyone.

"Well, that's okay. Since everything is safe, I'm relieved. Okay, you can go on to sleep for a while. Your grandpa should be back from a walk now. There's still medicine on the stove, so I won't say more to you.

If anything happens, please remember to call home."

Ruan Lianze always spoke clearly and neatly, and was used to talking to himself. After he finished speaking, he hung up the phone without waiting for Wu Qi to say anything else. Wu Qi was obviously used to talking to him.

It was not surprising to see my mother's communication method like this. After putting down the phone, she returned all her attention to the situation in front of her.

At any rate, after a few hours of sorting it out, he is now able to face everything that happened calmly!

"According to the information I have available so far, first of all, I should indeed have encountered some mysterious and unpredictable things. In other words, the incident in which I was killed in my memory is very likely to happen in the future.

It happened one day. Secondly, it seems that my memory is not just about these things. There seems to be many things, indistinct and absent, but no matter how I think about it, I can never remember it. In my feeling, those things

The fragments of memory are like beads with broken threads. Maybe as long as I can find that thread, I can thread all the beads..."

Wu Qi listed the clues that he had sorted out in his mind one by one, and the conclusion he finally came to made him feel a little scared and uneasy, but at the same time he felt a sense of expectation and excitement. He just felt that he had been practicing so hard with his grandfather before.

Years of hard work have not been wasted in the end, and it has finally been put to use.

To be honest, the Wu family is actually not a big family. Three generations from now on, the most famous person, his grandfather Wu Laoleng, traveled all over the world when he was young. It is said that his experience was quite "colorful". In the so-called

There is also a number one person in the world. But for this number one, Wu Qi always feels that the old man is bragging!

Because according to his age, even if we try to calculate it forward, he would have gone out to make a living in the world when he was a teenager. It would have been almost ten years since the founding of the country, and everything in the country would be prosperous, and the people would live and work in peace and contentment.

The heroes of the old days, the powerful men of the green forest, even the idle street kids on the streets, and most of the local gangsters were wiped out. If you want to become famous at that time, it is just like asking for death.

And according to my mother Ruan Lianze, the old man returned to his hometown to settle down when he was in his forties, got married, had children and had his father. The reason why he is still considered a local celebrity after so many years is actually because he has many apprentices.

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The old Wu family has a set of ancestral "Iron Palm Kung Fu", which has enabled the old man to settle down and support his family for so many years. There are people from all walks of life who practice boxing with him from all over the country.

It’s strange to think that you can’t become famous after such a short period of time.

However, martial arts is destined to decline with the development of society. In the past, when the old man was young, he could learn to defend himself, or go hunting in the mountains, but now it has long been reduced to a sport. To put it bluntly,

, it is the same fitness method as running, brisk walking, and skipping. To a certain extent, because martial arts practice takes too long, every day for ten years, and the process is extremely hard, I am now willing to put in the effort and thought to practice it.

There are fewer and fewer people as they get older.

Not to mention, how many of these people can really persevere and finally develop something real!

Even Wu Qi, who had been taught boxing like a duck by the old man since he was a child. When he grew up and became sensible, he would inevitably get tired of learning and develop many lazy thoughts. If it weren't for the fact that the old man was too strict with him, and

His hands were also black, and his family's laws were strict. He was forced to practice as if he were a prisoner every day, and with the temptation that martial arts athletes could get extra points in the college entrance examination if they met certain conditions, he probably gave up early when he was rebellious in adolescence.
But what can he do if he doesn't give up? In addition to using this as a springboard and adding twenty points to the college entrance examination, Wu Qi is not willing to take martial arts as his future career. In his opinion, this thing is actually the butcher in the story.

I learned the dragon technique after a lot of hard work, but in the end I found that there were no dragons in the world.

No matter how good you are in kung fu, you still have to abide by the law, right? If you hurt someone, you will still be sentenced to jail! As the saying goes, a hero uses force to break the ban, but the world is so helpless.

Originally, he thought that he would live such an ordinary life in this life, finish college step by step, enter the society, and then find a partner he likes or likes himself, get married and have children, respect the elderly, and live calmly.

Live like others. Just treat Kung Fu as a hobby and entertain yourself. But what he didn't expect was that this solo trip after the college entrance examination unexpectedly opened up such a mysterious door to him.

The door.

Not only was he "resurrected from the dead", but he also remembered the scene he saw before he died!

Recalling the old man wearing a Tang suit jacket, with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, and a skinny body that looked like a giant monkey, Wu Qi's deepest impression was that he suddenly appeared at that time and made a sneak attack with the "knife hidden in the palm" move, which was clearly his own hands.

His hand had been blocked, but in a flash of cold light, a short knife had already found its way in, passed directly through the gap between his palms, and pierced his heart.

"If those scoundrels hadn't blinded my eyes with lime first, I could only rely on my ears to hear the sound, otherwise the old guy's knife would never have been able to get through my hands." Wu Qi resented.

He bit his back molars, and gently closed his hands in the middle, and heard a crisp sound. At this moment, the color of his two palms from the fingers to the wrists actually changed. The skin

It turns green and black, like black iron, but when touched slightly, the sound it makes is like gold and iron clashing.

This is the iron palm skill passed down from his family. After practicing it to Wu Qi's current level, his hands usually look like other people's. At most, they appear wide and thick. But in fact, when he exerts force, his entire palm immediately

It will become as hard as iron. Not only can it grab a sharp sword with bare hands, but its strength will increase so much that it can crack rocks and open monuments with one blow.

I remember that due to my lack of experience, after being led into an alley by those people, I was blinded by several large bags of lime hitting my face. In anger, I

The several corpses on the ground were killed by him with all his strength. Under his hands, the muscles and bones of ordinary people were really not much stronger than dry branches. If it weren't for his double vision at that time,

Things were unclear, the area was in chaos for a while, and it was full of flaws. Under normal circumstances, the old man's knife would not be able to break through the defense of his hands at all.

Each of his hands is almost as big as a small dustpan. When he exerts force, it swells by three points after being filled with energy and blood. When his hands are put together, they are like an iron shield in front of him.

Not only can it be blocked, but it can also be caught. It can be said that it is a combination of offense and defense. It is so easy to be broken open.

But then again, fundamentally speaking, the biggest use of kung fu is to defend oneself and save life, and the only criterion for distinguishing authenticity is actual combat. Although Wu Qi has practiced kung fu well and has a strong body, he

The most I usually practice is to join hands with the disciples of the old man at home and show off tricks, which is far from the level of real combat.

Not to mention experiencing the kind of murderous and bloody scenes in my memory.

So when you encounter something like that, because you don’t have relevant experience accumulation, you won’t know how to prevent it before it happens. Once you encounter an unexpected situation and the moment of sudden change, people’s reaction will naturally be slower, and then

Being taken advantage of by others. The opponent throws a few bags of lime at random, no matter how powerful you are, as long as your eyes are lost and you can't see, half of your skills will be lost. If you meet a master like that old man again, of course it will be easy.

There is no life left.