In short, what Shen Ye is best at is surgery. Unexpectedly, it turns out that the book was borrowed from Yu Wanghai.
Now that everything has been said, Ding Li has no choice but to follow and learn martial arts no matter how unwilling he is. Ding Li's parents are quite in favor of it. It is not good for their son to go to school, so it is a good thing to learn martial arts. The worst thing is that the school accepts students with sports talents!
Ding Liren is smart and understands everything as soon as he hears it, but he refuses to work hard to do it. Yu Wanghai is so angry that he can't do anything when he blows his beard and stares.
At that time, martial arts novels were popular, and Ding Li was lucky enough to read martial arts novels. Yu Wanghai said: "You read martial arts novels every day, don't you want to practice your skills?"
Ding Li said: "The kung fu in the book is so powerful, you can fly around. You don't even need to stand, you can practice your internal strength by meditating every day. It's so awesome. If you practice your kung fu, you can't fly even if you suffer such a big punishment." !”
Yu Wanghai laughed angrily: "You want to meditate, don't you?"
Ding Li suddenly became energetic: "Master, what kind of internal energy do you know? Ren Du Ermai Xiao Zhoutian?"
Yu Wanghai sneered: "Do you want to learn?"
Ding Li immediately nodded his head like a chicken eating rice, and Yu Wanghai nodded: "Okay, I'll call you 'Internal Strength'."
Then Ding Li's miserable days came.
Yu Wanghai no longer taught Ding to stand in the standing position, but taught him to sit cross-legged and cross-legged in the evening, with his left leg resting on his right leg, and his right leg resting on his left leg.
Ding Li took a look and found that it was really similar to what he saw on TV. He started to learn it honestly, but just after sitting for two or three minutes, his legs began to feel numb, his blood was blocked, he was sore and swollen, and he felt extremely uncomfortable.
Ding Li began to regret again and didn't want to learn anymore. Yu Wanghai sneered: "Don't want to learn now? It's too late to tell you! Sit down and sit down!"
With one finger, Ding Li couldn't move. Ding Li was dumbfounded and shouted excitedly: "Master, you can also tap acupuncture points! You are indeed a master!"
Yu Wanghai said: "Just tap on the acupuncture points. This is a method of stabilizing the body. Just sit there for half an hour and you will be able to move."
Ding Li was curious: "Master, you can also do magic. Doesn't it mean that those who learn magic don't have to die without descendants and become poor? I see that you have children and grandchildren, and you are in good health. Not disabled?"
Yu Wanghai's face turned green when he heard this: "Sooner or later I will be pissed off by you. What you are talking about are all those low-grade folk magics that have never been taught. How could I, a serious Taoist disciple..."
Oh, now Ding Li knows that there are authentic and unorthodox spells. Although he doesn’t know much about it, Ding Li at least knows that if he learns this old man’s spell, he won’t be in trouble!
Ding Li began to think about how to learn magic from the old man. He was sitting here with blocked energy and blood, and his legs were sore and numb as if there were countless ants crawling on them, so he demoted the old man from master to old man.
After finally sitting down, Ding Li's legs really lost all feeling and were completely numb. It seemed that they were no longer his own legs and he had no feeling at all! But after a while, the blocked blood began to flow slowly. , at this time Ding Li really suffered a serious crime!
It really felt like being bitten by countless ants, sore, swollen, hot and numb, and unspeakably uncomfortable. Only then did Yu Wanghai appear. Seeing that Ding Li looked like he was about to cry, he threatened: "If you dare to cry, then we will decide again." You half an hour!”
Ding Li was so frightened that he didn't even dare to cry. Yu Wanghai massaged Ding Li's legs for a while, and Ding Li felt much better and no longer felt sore or swollen.
At this time, Ding Li hated the old man so much that he felt as if he had fallen into the clutches of an evil sect master!
Such peaceful days didn't last long. Just when Ding Li was about to start school, the same police officers who came last time came to Ding Li's house again. They looked much more polite than last time. They all had a look of weathered weather on their faces, obviously.
I have suffered a lot during this period...
In fact, the small county is so big, and things that happen can easily spread. These people are also forced to do something. I don’t know why there are not only traffic accidents on the highway, but also two malicious murders.
There have been several cases of suicide, which have caused panic among people.
I don’t know who I heard from above, but it was the destruction of Wangjiang Tower that broke the feng shui of the small county town, which caused the accidents one after another. So I found an excuse and rebuilt Wangjiang Tower. But it still didn’t work.
This morning, some people went to wash clothes by the riverside of Wangjiang Tower and saw a corpse floating in the water without being carried downstream by the river.
The person who discovered the discovery was so frightened that he quickly called the police. It turned out that he was a young student who had not been admitted to college. He couldn't think about it and committed suicide by jumping into the river. The student was afraid that his body would be washed away by the river, so he couldn't find it and threw it under his feet.
Tie a big stone...
The one who seems so immortal is the son of the policeman sitting in front of him, the same leader who came to Ding Li’s house last time and asked Xiao Luo to take Ding Li to Wan Zizi’s house!
When encountering this kind of thing, it seems that the policeman named Guo Changhe is not having a good time. His eyes are red and his face is haggard. He is busy handling cases every day, so he naturally neglects his children. His son has been missing for a few days.
I thought I went to a classmate's house to play.
Ding Li was also restless at this time and said to Guo Changhe: "I heard my lame father said that he can't handle that thing. It takes someone who knows Feng Shui to cure it!"
Ronaldinho didn't want to be so disgusted with these feudal superstitions this time. It seems that his temper has been weakened a lot during this period: "I found someone to look at Feng Shui, and even repaired the Wangjiang Tower again, but it didn't work at all!"
Ding Li scoffed: "What you are looking for are two knives. Can Wangjiang Tower be repaired just by repairing it? A lot of things were buried before when Wangjiang Tower was repaired!"
Guo Changhe's eyes lit up: "Do you understand?"
Ding Li was embarrassed: "I heard about it too."
Nonsense, there are still several bunches of Five Emperors coins lying on Ding Li's bedside. They are used to ward off evil spirits and eliminate disasters. Anyway, I collected all the copper coins from the little fat man's house at once last time.
Wan Laizi even made a copper coin sword for Ding Li. It was made of Five Emperors' coins and the hemp rope was soaked in the blood of a black rooster. It was an absolute good thing to ward off evil spirits and earthquakes! Even Yu Wanghai was jealous when he saw it.
Ding Li began to show off his knowledge: "This Feng Shui is not something that ordinary people can understand. If you just rebuild a Wangjiang Tower, I can't just build it as it is and be done with it. There are many things to pay attention to. For example, the buried spiritual weapons? Sacrifice?
There is still time..."
"When the Wangjiang Tower was being built, five large frames of copper coins were poured down, and they were poured down according to the proportion of the coins of the Five Emperors. There was also a Yue King sword from the Spring and Autumn Period, the one in the museum now. It was also sacrificed.
Too Lao, when the construction started it was not smooth. Three or four people died before the Wangjiang Tower was built to suppress the evil things in the river. You just do it casually and call it a new Wangjiang Tower?"
Several policemen looked at each other: "What should we do?"