In this way, Hanzi focused on deciphering the "Qianlong Jue" every day. It took him nine days to decipher the entire "Qianlong Jue", except for the last bookmark.
After spending several hours, he couldn't figure out how to decipher it, so he finally had to give up. But judging from the "Hidden Dragon Jue" he compiled, it was already the entire text. So, could the remaining one be deciphered? What's the secret?
, he doesn't really care whether it's important or not. Anyway, with the entire "Hidden Dragon Art", he can practice according to the art. There will be plenty of time in the future, and the bookmarks that cannot be deciphered will be studied slowly in the future.
Late.
Hanzi spent more than an hour reorganizing the deciphered "Qianlong Jue", checked the order of the bookmarks, and then began to study this mysterious and hard-won "Qianlong Jue" after confirming that it was correct.
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Han Zi is naturally a little difficult to understand these mysterious ancient texts. Fortunately, although his academic performance is not very good, he is very good in Chinese, especially classical Chinese. He seems to have innate insights. Of course, these are mainly
He benefited from the literary foundation gained from his love of medical books and classics since childhood. Although he did not understand the hard-won "Qianlong Jue" very well, with his innate foundation in ancient Chinese literature, he could understand it piece by piece.
Being able to explain, although the speed is slow, it is not without progress. If there are really mysterious parts in the text, he will write them down with a pen so that he can ask the Chinese teacher or search online on the first day.
But in the process, Hanzi encountered a big problem, that is, some mysterious terms in the Qianlong Jue were not understood by the Chinese teacher, but could not be found on the Internet, which made him depressed.
Originally, he thought that these ancient books should be somewhat related to some books about cultivation and martial arts in real society, but he didn't know that it was not the same thing. Only then did he realize that those things on the Internet were originally based on other people's imagination.
It was done randomly, and it was of no help to the Hidden Dragon Art he had obtained. He couldn't help but feel very disappointed.
This evening, the self-study class was over. Since Hanzi had been focusing on the study of Qianlong Jue during this period, he only remembered that he had not done his English homework before get out of class was over, so he hurriedly picked up his English homework. Come out and do it. Among the six subjects, Hanzi's English score is the worst. Maybe all students will have this problem, that is, the subjects with worse grades are more afraid of them, and Hanzi is no exception. , he always thought that he was not good at learning English.
It was already past 10:30 in the evening when I finished my homework. The school had evening self-study at 9:50. It was already past the time of the first class. The campus was quiet at this time, except for the classrooms, which were closed at night.
In addition to the electricity, some students were still burning the midnight oil to fight, the lights in the student dormitories were all turned off. Fortunately, it was the tenth day of the lunar calendar, and there was still a semicircle moon hanging in the sky. The soft moonlight shone down, which made people feel quite lax.
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After walking out of the school gate, Hanzi walked towards home in the moonlight. After crossing the asphalt highway, Hanzi looked forward and saw a few young guys squatting and chatting at the Xinjie intersection in front of him. Hanzi wanted to go back.
The family has to pass in front of them.
"Hey, brother, do you have any cigarettes? Give me a cigarette to smoke." As Hanzi passed by, a young man with a rooster head waved to him and asked.
"I'm sorry, I don't smoke." Hanzi replied. He knew that some young people often come here to fall in love in the middle of the night. This is a stranded new street in the countryside. There are three street pavilions and unused space.
There are quite a lot of them, so it becomes a good place for young people in the countryside to fall in love.
"If you don't smoke, then you have money. Give me a few dollars to buy a pack of cigarettes for your brothers." The young man with chicken hair stretched out his hand to Hanzi.
Hanzi was shocked and thought: "It turns out they are a few hooligans who want to rob me." Although he was shocked, he was very close to home, so he was not very afraid of them. He changed his mind and said: "
I don’t have any money with me and my home is right in front, so why don’t I go home and get it for you.”
There was a "slap" sound, "Boy, are you trying to trick me?" The chicken-headed boy suddenly slapped Hanzi on the face without any warning. Hanzi suddenly felt like stars were shining in his eyes, and his face was burning.
In pain, he shouted: "Why are you hitting people?"
"I can hit you if I want. How about I hit you if I like it?" the chicken-headed boy said and slapped him again. Hanzi saw it this time and took a step back. The boy's slap missed.
"You kid can still hide. Brothers, if you are depressed tonight, why not use this kid to practice your execution skills." The chicken-headed boy said to several other people, who had already bullied him and punched him again.
Hanzi.
After hearing this, those people shouted at the same time and started punching and kicking Hanzi. How could Hanzi be the opponent of these bad boys? In an instant, he was hit with four punches and five kicks. Fortunately, these people might really be
I was bored to use him to vent my anger, but I didn't touch the vital parts of his body.
Hanzi hid while shouting, "Hit someone, here comes someone." The men punched and kicked him a few more times before letting him go.
Hearing Hanzi shouting, a few people rushed out. These were neighbors and they all recognized Hanzi. Seeing that he was beaten, they asked what was going on. Hanzi endured the pain in his body and told them, those few
Seeing those bad guys running away, the neighbor cursed a few times and helped Hanzi up.
At this time, Lu Yunlin, Meng Yuzhi, and the old man heard Hanzi's shouts from a distance and rushed over. Meng Yuzhi hurriedly examined his son, anxiously asking him where he was injured, and helped his son back home.
"What the hell are these damn bastards doing to take out my son's anger over nothing? Hanzi, does it hurt?" Meng Yuzhi rubbed Hanzi's back with her right hand and rubbed the old man's home-made drinking wine on her shoulder while nagging.
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"Ouch, Mom, please be gentle, it hurts so much." Hanzi yelled with a bitter face. He then said, "Mom, these bastards are so unreasonable and beat people at every turn. If I knew how to punch and kick, I would
We must deal with them."
"Forget it, look at you, you have no body and you still want to fight with others. If you see these bad guys in the future, just stay away and don't provoke them, so as not to be bullied by them again. Maybe next time
They will beat you even worse." Meng Yuzhi ordered distressedly.
"Yes, Hanzi, ignore them. These people are so arrogant, how can they reason with you? Forget it, you can just take it as a lesson." Lu Yunlin helped from the side.
"Humph, wait until I finish practicing the Hidden Dragon Technique. If I don't deal with you, I'll let you be arrogant for now." Hanzi thought in his heart. But he didn't dare to say it verbally. Seeing that his parents were trying to persuade him, he had no choice but to say it.
He was perfunctory, but in his heart he was determined to vent his bad breath.
Hanzi only suffered some injuries to his muscles and bones, but they were not serious. Although his whole body felt pain in his muscles and bones the next day, he still went to school.
More than a week passed like this, during which Hanzi continued to study the Hidden Dragon Technique, but still made no progress.
After school that day, when he left the school gate, Hanzi saw a group of people gathered in front of him and went to join in the fun. It turned out that it was an old beggar lying on the ground, moaning and groaning in pain. The classmates next to him were pointing and pointing. But no one paid attention to it.
Hanzi thought to himself: "There are very few beggars in the countryside. How could this old beggar come to the countryside to beg for food?" However, seeing the old beggar's appearance was very painful, and he remembered that he had been raped by those bad guys a few days ago. He was beaten severely for no reason and suffered the loss of silence. At that time, he was knocked to the ground. What was the difference between him and this old beggar? He suddenly felt sympathy for the old beggar and pushed through the crowd and squeezed in.
"Grandpa, what's wrong with you?" Hanzi helped him up and asked.
The old beggar raised his head, glanced at Hanzi from under the messy hair that covered his face, and said weakly: "Brother, I'm ready to die, you don't have to pay attention to me."
Hanzi said: "How can this be done? Now that you have met me, I can't ignore it. Let's do this. My grandfather is an old Chinese medicine doctor. Although his medical skills are not very good, he can still treat common minor illnesses. I will help you over. Let him take a look, maybe he can help you heal." After saying that, regardless of whether he agreed or not, he half-supported and half-hugged the old beggar and walked towards home.
The old beggar walked forward with Hanzi's support, and his dull eyes under his messy hair suddenly became extremely bright.
To be continued. Now is the time to ask for collections, you guys can figure it out!