"Baihe Mountain?" Li Xinzhu thought for a while, and then immediately called someone.
"If we can really find his trace there, there will be a bonus." After hanging up the phone, Li Xinzhu said with a smile.
"That's a good thing. Let me know when you find that person."
"Well, why, you want to catch him too?"
"My friend just disappeared in such a mysterious way. No matter what he did in Hu'an, he came to see me after all. This friendship remains, and I have to give him an explanation." Wang An said calmly.
"That's great. To be honest, I've been worried that even if we find him, we won't be able to control him. After all, his kung fu is a bit evil. If you take action, we will be more sure.
I will send you the stab-proof clothing later."
"Stab-proof clothing? Thank you, but this is what he hit this time. How to prevent it?" Wang An reached out and tapped Li Xinzhu's neck, which was exactly the location of the wound on the neck of the murdered Liu Ming.
"How about you buy another neck brace?"
"Neck collar? The eyes on the face, the forehead between the eyebrows, the temples on both sides, the top of the head, and the blood behind the pillow are all important points. How to protect them?"
"Well, how about you wear a helmet? I saw a very handsome helmet online." Li Xinzhu asked tentatively after pondering for a moment.
"You have a strong sense of safety!" Wang An smiled and patted him on the shoulder.
Li Xinzhu continued to watch paintings in the living room, while Wang An practiced alone in the courtyard.
Kung Fu requires constant practice.
Wang An brought up the panel and looked at the progress of his various skills.
Tai Chi (entering the hall) 355/999.
Swimming (first practice for beginners) 436/999.
Wu Qin Xi (Entering the Hall) 378/999.
Xingyiquan (first practice for beginners) 234/999.
Diamond Zen Palm (First Practice for Beginners) 415/999.
The one that has made the most progress during this period is Vajra Zen Palm, and it is very likely to be the third skill to enter the palace.
While he was practicing outside, Li Xinzhu suddenly rushed out of the house.
"I have to leave first. There is no need to leave my food for tonight." As he spoke, he trotted out of the yard.
In the afternoon, the sky became a little gloomy. At night, snowflakes fell one after another, and soon a layer of snow fell in the yard.
There are numerous footprints on the ground.
At night, when he was practicing Vajra Zen Palm in the yard, he always felt that something was missing. It was not as satisfying as practicing in the mountains of his hometown.
"This palm has to be put into practice."
Early the next morning, there were still snowflakes in the sky. When he went out, Wang An saw a stone of nearly one and a half meters under the wall of a nearby house. It was about one and a half meters long and about thirty centimeters wide.
, it will look like it is 20 centimeters thick.
He looked at the stone and tried it with his hands. It felt that it was about the same weight as the millstone from his hometown. The weight was limited and he should be able to move it.
"Well, this stone can be used for palm training. Let's get it back tonight."
In the morning, while Wang An was studying in the medical clinic, he met a special patient. This man looked to be in his thirties, 1.9 meters tall, and looked very strong.
There are thick calluses on the ulnar styloid processes of his hands, and it looks like he often hits sandbags. His ears are also a little strange, and they are the typical "dumpling ears". This should be someone who often practices boxing or free fighting.
This person came to see an injury. The injury was on his right arm and forearm. When he rolled up his sleeves, he could see an obvious palm print and five finger scratches. The forearm was already red and swollen.
Zhao Zhiyuan's father was slightly startled when he saw the scar. Wang An, who was on the side, was also a little surprised when he saw the scar.
To be able to hold the arm of such a strong man like that, how strong does this person have to be?
"You should go to the hospital to take a X-ray to see if you have injured any bones." Dr. Zhao said.
"I feel like I haven't injured any bones. Can't you diagnose it here?" The man smiled and said.
"Is this caused by people grabbing it with their hands?" Zhao Zhiyuan on the side couldn't help but ask.
Well, the strong man nodded.
"That's so much strength!"
"It's not just about strength, this is probably a special Kung Fu." Wang Anxin said, he thought of Kung Fu such as Eagle Claw Kung Fu and Dragon Claw Hand.
"Is it the Eagle Claw Kung Fu?" he asked tentatively.
The strong man was stunned after hearing this, and subconsciously looked up at Wang An.
"You also know kung fu?"
"Just saying casually."
"Yes, it's the Eagle Claw Skill." The strong man nodded.
"Is this Eagle Claw Skill so powerful?"
"He grabbed it on the trunk of the tree, and the tree peeled off a layer of bark. He grabbed it on the brick, and the brick immediately shattered. Do you think it's powerful?"
"Then if he grabs someone by the neck, wouldn't it be easy to catch him to death?"
The strong man smiled and nodded after hearing this.
It is not difficult to take someone's life in some martial arts.
Zhao Zhiyuan's father gave the man medicine to treat bruises and bruises, and then gave him two boxes of Chinese patent medicines for promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis. He gave him a few words of advice, and the man thanked him and left.
"Eagle Claw Kung Fu, the kind described in TV novels?" Zhao Zhiyuan asked curiously. In addition to medicine, he was also very interested in martial arts.
"I've never seen the exact shape." Wang An said with a smile.
First there was the Jie Mai Fist, and now the Eagle Claw Kung Fu has also appeared. Hu'an is becoming more and more lively.
After returning home from the hospital, after eating for a while, seeing that it was getting darker and darker, Wang An went out with a rope and a few rags.
Snowflakes were falling scatteredly, and there were not many pedestrians on the road.
Wang An found the stone, cleaned the soil on it, grabbed one end with both hands, pushed his legs on the ground, pushed through his arms, and lifted it with all his strength.
With a sound, he lifted the stone and stood it on the ground. He tied the rag in the middle of the stone and tied it with a rope. He then flattened the stone and carried it directly on his back with the rope.
“Just think of it as exercise!”
In the wind and snow, he walked forward carrying hundreds of kilograms of stones.
It only took ten minutes to get the stone back to the yard, and use bricks to raise it to a position suitable for practicing Vajra Zen Palm. I took a few steps back, raised my hand, lowered my palm, and patted it on the rag on the stone.
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"Well, this feels much better. You still have to practice palm practice."
That night, he practiced another five hundred palms and started working on it.
"If you wave your palms five hundred times, your Vajra Zen Palm experience will be 30."
That night, Li Xinzhu did not come. Not only did he not come that day, he also disappeared for the next two days.
On the third night, when Wang An was practicing in the yard, he heard a knock on the door. He opened it and saw Li Xinzhu outside, carrying a large bag of food, including wine, meat and vegetables. Look at that.
He looked very tired.
"Have you eaten? I made some hard vegetables. Let's eat some together?"
"After eating, you can eat it yourself." After saying that, Wang An will continue to practice.