Lies are a double-edged sword. Regardless of moral factors, it may be called a kind of wisdom. Not all people who can lie are big people, but all big people must be able to lie. On the stage of life, you may be good at it.
Make lies, or be good at telling lies, otherwise, you will not be able to take the initiative. Jianghu is a world woven by lies. In this world, mastering the skill of lying is like a newly grown wild wolf mastering the use of its fangs.
Li Huqiu learned this truth from an early age. Before he was eight years old, he went out to beg with several young beggars, and Zhang Tiejun was responsible for managing them. Li Huqiu was one of the three people with sound arms and legs. Although his arms and legs were sound,
It's a good thing, but the three of them can't win more sympathy like other children who were made deaf and mute and had their arms and legs broken. These children have a mission to beg for money every day. For three able-bodied children,
For me, this task was really not easy to complete. But Zhang Tiejun soon discovered that Li Huqiu could always complete the task at a super speed and exceed the quota. Even faster than those deaf and mute children.
Honest people believe that diligence can make up for clumsiness, while smart people use laziness to change everything.
While the other two children knelt down crying and pretending to be pitiful, sweating profusely and often failing to complete their tasks, Li Huqiu knew how to get a cardboard box, write a tear-jerking story on it, and leave a little
He opened his mouth and stood silently behind the box. Someone was attracted by the crooked writing on the box and came to help the child who claimed to be dependent on a grandfather who was sick and about to die. The power of lies silently infected Li Huqiu.
From that moment on, the two front waves, Hao Zizi and Daqizhizi, were destined to be knocked down on the beach by him.
Li Huqiu's precocious maturity is the physical proof that life wants to live a more dignified life. He tortures himself with the most arduous training, and he remembers the lessons left by every failed predecessor in the underworld. He often warns himself to repeat the mistakes of his predecessors.
It’s as stupid as stepping into a cesspool with your eyes open. All you see and smell in your eyes and nose is stinky, yet you still step in. What else is this if it’s not stupid? So so far, Li Huqiu has worked hard but failed.
Make no mistakes.
The yard is still the same yard, but the name of the homeowner has been changed to Zhang Manli. This is the home given to her by Li Huqiu. Li Huqiu, who is sixteen years old, is over 1.75 meters tall and already looks like a young man. He looks like a young man every day.
The unshakable training never stops. He doesn't know what he will gain if he continues to practice hard, but he knows very well that once he becomes lazy and falls behind, everything he has now will be lost soon. He can now do two thousand push-ups and can bear a hundred weights.
Jin, it only took 20 minutes to run to the train station. The distance was a full five kilometers, and he went back and forth every day, rain or shine. After the run, in addition to maintaining the same training program as before, he also added Baguazhang training.
Li Huqiu has always insisted on practicing this palm technique according to the formula. He still bears weights during practice, but he has fully utilized the characteristics of Ba Gua Zhang to swim like a dragon.
This morning, he returned to the courtyard to practice Baguazhang after running as usual. However, he placed four large dustpans in the middle of the courtyard and placed a wooden dummy in the middle of the dustpans. His legs were tied with lead.
block, lightly jumped onto the dustpan, stepped on the steps of Baguazhang, and quickly rotated around the dummy, reaching out to hit the dummy from time to time. The wooden dummy was wrapped in thick cowhide, and it was already covered with quilts.
Traces of breaking. Dustpan walking is a basic light-weight skill that one starts to practice after reaching a high level in Baguazhang. Li Huqiu learned it from that book, but beating a thousand-layer cowhide was told to him by a Russian boxer. As for the leg
It was his original idea to practice walking on a dustpan with a lead weight tied to his body.
There was an old man passing by outside the yard. He seemed to have inadvertently glanced into the yard as he passed by. All Li Huqiu's movements inside the low wall were caught by the old man. Although he had known that this young man was unusual, seeing the scene in the yard
After that, I couldn't help being surprised. I thought to myself, no wonder Chu Lie lost his hands. This little thief's understanding is really extraordinary. He actually invented this method of practicing Baguazhang. He practiced light body kung fu and palm at the same time.
Strength and pace. This training method completely breaks out of the routine taught by the master. Although this method is very impractical for most people, it is obviously suitable for this kid. He is already close to An Jin at such a young age.
Even though I am self-taught, what if there is guidance from a famous teacher?
The north wind in Harbin in late autumn has begun to show its ferocity, driving people wandering in the city home to meet the winter. When Li Huqiu got up in the morning, he found that the first snow of the year had fallen outside, and winter had arrived as promised.
When Li Huqiu lamented that he was going to be one year older and had to buy new winter clothes for Little Yanzi, he pushed the door as usual, but did not push it. The snow in the yard was not thick, and even if the wind was blowing outside the door, it was gathering.
There was not much snow, and Li Huqiu clearly felt that the door was blocked by something heavy. He jumped out from the side wall and looked towards the door. He was surprised. An old man had already fainted from the cold.
The tattered cotton-padded jacket all over was patched, and his face was pale. Li Huqiu didn't care about anything else, and hurriedly picked up the old man, opened the door and ran into the house, calling Zhang Manli as he ran: "Sister, hurry up and get a basin of warm water."
, little Yanzi, hurry up and bring the medicinal wine prepared by daddy."
While he was talking, he had laid the old man flat on the kang, and tore open the old man's cotton-padded clothes in twos and twos. The exposed body was actually not as strong as a man of the old man's age. The full chest muscles undulated slightly, showing that
Seeing the weakness of the old man's condition, Li Huqiu didn't think too much. He took the warm water that Zhang Manli had mixed in a hurry, dipped his hand into it and then gently rubbed the old man's chest to massage his heart. It was also the best way to warm the blood.
Of course, these are due to Li Huqiu's good habit of reading. Xiao Yanzi obediently brought a small jar of medicinal wine, Li Huqiu picked it up and took a big sip, then sprayed it on the old man's face, and then used gentle techniques
, gently rub the old man's ears and nose. The reason for being so careful is to prevent the old man's ears from freezing and breaking if the old man pulls them off hard.
Perhaps he was stimulated by the smell of alcohol. After sneezing hard, the old man suddenly woke up before Li Huqiu wanted to snort a second time.
In the winter of 1992, a new member was added to Li Huqiu's family, an unknown old man. He could drink alcohol and eat meat, but his high fever persisted and he claimed to have no relatives and nowhere to go.
Don’t leave. Li Huqiu is not a bad person, but the old man is a master at playing rogue. Even if the fever does not go away, as long as Li Huqiu talks to him about the problem of Xianxiang, the old man will have a fever, and he must be thirty.
Li Huqiu was suffering from a fever of nine degrees and was speechless. If there was anyone in the family who could talk to the old man, it was only Xiao Yanzi. The Yiyi girl talked incoherently, just as good as the old man who pretended to be crazy and acted foolishly.
Half a month passed in a flash, and Li Huqiu had begun to get used to the old man's existence. Although the old man had many problems and snored while sleeping, he had to have wine and meat for every meal, and he had to serve him a basin of hot water for his feet every day.
.But the old man is not without his merits.
In fact, every old man who has experienced vicissitudes of life is a treasure book, it depends on what you can read in them. Li Huqiu is a master at reading this kind of treasure book. The old man's funny conversation and research on eating made Li Huqiu great.
Look at your horizons. As time went by, when Li Huqiu asked the old man his name, the old man finally told him that his surname was Dong, and his name was Dong Zhaofeng. He had been lonely since he was a child, and he loved cooking because of his gluttony. In fact, the old man knew a lot of things.
It's not just about cooking and eating knowledge. Li Huqiu respected him for being old, knowledgeable and lonely, and from then on he never mentioned the matter of sending him away.
Another half month passed, and the old man was finally able to confirm that Li Huqiu did intend to take him in, and he also noticed that the relationship between Li Huqiu and Zhang Manli was not what he originally imagined. The old man had long heard the story of Zhang Manli and the two had eaten it.
The drunken young man once said that Li Huqiu could be moved by a woman without moving. This determination alone was remarkable. The old man was now determined to teach Li Huqiu some of his true skills.
One night at the end of December, Li Huqiu insisted on the second and fifth watch of kung fu as always. Eight to ten o'clock in the evening was his unbreakable practice time before his kung fu was perfected. He stood in the courtyard and followed the routine of Youshen Baguazhang.
He started practicing around the dummy. The white snow in the yard reflected the lights, and the visibility was extremely high. Every time Li Huqiu hit the cowhide dummy, debris would fly. He practiced at night without any weight.
, so the movement skills are also particularly flexible and fast. If there are any outsiders watching here at this moment, they will definitely admire Li Huqiu's kung fu.
Li Huqiu was in particularly good condition tonight. He felt that every punch and kick he threw was the best of his life. The more he punched, the happier he became. He suddenly turned back and looked into the room. In fact, he wanted to find someone to share this kind of feeling with him.
The joy brought by the hearty heart. Leng Buding found that Dong Zhaofeng had moved a chair and sat under the eaves of the house looking at him. The night was very cold. Dong Zhaofeng was wearing a sheepskin coat, and his expression did not show any awe for the severe cold.
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Li Huqiu didn't think much, and came over to ask you with concern why you came out? "Go back quickly, the room is warm, don't look back and give you a high fever that won't go away. Good guy, your fever in those days really tortured me, but
Your burning sensation is weird, just like the performances by those qigong masters all over the streets." Dong Zhaofeng did not rush to move, but asked Li Huqiu: "Huqiu, are you practicing boxing?" Li Hu
Qiu Guai said funnyly: "I'm just practicing boxing, otherwise what would I be doing?" Dong Zhaofeng shook his head and said: "I can't see it, from my eyes, you don't call it boxing, you call it monkey show.
Just by having a boxing frame, you haven't really mastered the skills of Baguazhang at all."