In Feijia Village, the warehouse, there are less than two hours before dawn.
The brother and sister from Shaoxing sent by the Changchun Society looked at each other, their eyes full of teasing.
"What! You don't know martial arts?"
I panicked.
"Master, are you kidding me? I remember you said before that you have decades of experience!"
The old monk was wrapped in a quilt. He recited Amitabha and then said, "No, I just can't. A monk will never tell lies in his life."
I was greatly disappointed and thought that I was in trouble this time! There was no way to save me! I was going to be someone's scapegoat!
The old monk suddenly stood up wrapped in a quilt. This move shocked the brother and sister.
The old monk looked at the two of them and said: "You two were originally members of the Shaoxing Martial Arts Society. You learned the Seven Star Mantis Boxing from Wang Lang of Zhuji. Later, there were rumors in the world that you deceived your masters and killed your ancestors and killed your fellow disciples.
In 1994, he joined the Jingwu Association and learned Wang xx’s Shanghai Sanshou Kung Fu, right?”
The man nodded after hearing this and said: "Master Jiku, I didn't expect you to know the past of our brothers and sisters quite well. Yes, we brothers and sisters later changed to Shanghai Sanshou, but we did not bully our masters and destroy our ancestors! More
I have never killed any of my fellow sects! Those are just rumors in the world and cannot be believed."
The woman frowned and said, "Brother, what are you trying to explain to this bald donkey? We don't have much time, we can kill him together."
"Wait a minute!"
The old monk looked solemn: "You two, we might as well make a bet tonight."
The man said: "Oh? Master of Suffering Suffering, what are you betting on?"
The old monk said with a straight face: "I bet on you, monk, and this kid's senior minister!"
The man seemed to be interested after hearing this. He said: "It's interesting. Then tell me how to bet?"
The old monk pointed at me and said, "He will fight you for ten minutes. If you, brother and sister, cannot defeat him, you will be considered a loser. Otherwise, you will be considered a winner."
"Ha ha!"
The woman laughed so hard that tears came out. She wiped away her tears and said, "Bald Donkey, are you kidding us? Just him? We can kill this guy in just ten seconds."
I became anxious and lowered my voice and said to the old monk: "I don't know how to fucking do martial arts! It's obvious that you want me to die!"
The old monk didn't seem to hear what I said, so he asked the Shaoxing brothers and sisters if they dared to gamble. He also said that he could train me to be a master in just a quarter of an hour.
The woman smiled and said: "Why don't you dare? We will wait for you outside the door for five minutes. I want to see it now! How can you train this loser to become a master!"
Being called useless by this woman in front of me made me feel angry.
If I had the skills of Xie Qirong or He Weiwu, I would definitely immediately lift this woman up with one hand, push her to the wall and strangle her to death!
The door opened and closed, and they went out and waited.
I guess this old monk is definitely mentally disturbed, otherwise he wouldn't have been locked up in a mental hospital by the Changchun Society for decades.
Knowing that I could never run away, I sighed helplessly and simply lay on the ground, crossed my legs and smoked a cigarette.
"call......"
I opened my mouth and blew out a cigarette ring. Looking at the burning red cigarette butt in my hand, I thought of my spiritual friend Jenny, and I thought of many, many things.
The old monk patted me and said with a smile: "Why, are you accepting your fate and giving up?"
"What else can I do if I don't give up? I don't know martial arts at all, and there is no way I can defeat masters like them."
The old monk said: "Who said you don't know how to do it? You have learned Xie Qirong's refining and transforming qigong, and you have also learned the monkey mount horse step to catch the cicadas. I have witnessed it with my own eyes, monk."
I got up and said: "Besides refining the Qi to cure insomnia, there is no other use for it! Also, I once learned how to chase cicadas! But damn, I can move like the wind to move a willow!"
The old monk looked at me and smiled and said: "Young man, you don't understand. Refinement of Qi is one of the secrets of Jianghu. How can you say it is useless? It's just that the first chapter of Refinement of Qi is a basic chapter and does not have attack capabilities.
That’s all. Its real function is to subtly strengthen and transform your body and change your worldly thoughts. If you have the opportunity to learn the second chapter in the future, then you will be able to realize the true power of Refining Qigong.
Already."
After hearing this, I said speechlessly: "Master, you know nothing about it. I have been practicing for more than two years and I still don't know if it's useful? The only function of refining Qi is to cure insomnia!"
The old monk shook his head: "Young man, I won't argue with you. You will understand it with time, because if you continue to argue, you will have no time."
The old monk looked solemn: "Listen carefully, even if Bu Chanchan only knows one move, if you practice this move to the top, it will be no problem to deal with the two people outside the door."
I smiled bitterly: "I've only practiced for less than three fucking months, how can I reach the top?"
The old monk said: "No problem, monk, I can use Buddhist secret techniques to stimulate your potential in a short period of time. Although the effect can only last for more than ten minutes, I think it should be enough."
I asked in surprise: "Real or fake? Buddhist secrets? What is that?"
The old monk told me in a serious voice in a low voice: "It's the Hundred-Character Mingxin Mantra of Longxing Temple to open up wisdom, which is also the so-called enlightenment initiation among the people."
I laughed after hearing this. This old monk was treating me like a three-year-old kid! I believed him!
This so-called "Daigo initiation" is usually used by eminent temple monks in Tibet to find new living Buddhas. Legend has it that once you receive the "Daigo initiation", you can recall your past life memories.
People who believe in Buddhism may believe this statement, but I don’t believe in Buddhism, so I don’t believe this statement.
Seeing my disbelief, the old monk said calmly: "Young man, actually everyone's body contains potential, and this potential sometimes bursts out briefly under extreme circumstances."
I kind of believe what he said.
Indeed, I have seen news about this. For example, during a major earthquake, a mother used her back to support a collapsed floor weighing several tons in order to protect her child. There was also a farmer whose son was crushed under a car in a car accident.
, as a result, this person lifted the car in a moment of desperation!
These are all individual cases, but if you use current science to explain this unknown power in the human body, it doesn't make sense.
But the old monk's words aroused my curiosity.
What is the Hundred-Character Mantra?
Does he really have this ability?
If he can really do it, do I have that kind of potential in my body?
Anyway, if you don't try, you will be beaten to death soon, so you might as well give it a try.
How?
He asked me to sit cross-legged on the ground in a pose similar to that of a monk sitting in meditation, but what was different from sitting in meditation was that he asked me to clench my fists.
After I closed my eyes, I heard the old monk's voice saying calmly: "This method can only be tried once in a person's life, and it must be effective only if he has good intentions. Young man, listen carefully."
"Adjust your breathing, watch your nose with your eyes, watch your mouth with your nose, watch your heart with your mouth, keep your mind on your Dantian, and keep your mind on it."
He said softly: "Try to imagine that you have been sitting here for a long, long time, and your body has decayed over time, slowly turning into a white skeleton wearing only clothes."
"Okay, well done..."
"You are now a skeleton. You cannot move or speak, but you still have your own consciousness and thoughts. At this time, you see that the person you care about most is suffering and suffering inhuman torture.
....”
He stopped talking here.
I frowned, and a blurry scene appeared in front of my eyes.
I saw Xiaoxuan being tortured. Xiaoxuan was struggling in pain and screaming in pain.
I wanted to rush up to save her! But my eyes were blocked by a transparent and invisible wall! I felt angry and started to hit the wall crazily.
At this moment, suddenly, the sound of sutra sounded in my ears.
It was obscure and difficult to understand, as if a monk was reciting it, or a group of monks were reciting it. Instigated by this voice, I actually smashed the invisible wall in front of me with one punch!
At this moment, I suddenly felt a chill on my forehead.
I opened my eyes.
I saw the old monk gently tapping his finger between my eyebrows.
The old monk looked down at me and said with a smile: "Okay, young man, how do you feel about yourself now? Have there been any changes?"
I looked down at my hands, squeezed them hard, and then released them.
"Master, why is this happening? It feels so magical..."
I feel like a different person, full of endless power!
"Haha, how about it, do you believe it now?"
The old monk smiled and said: "This is actually part of the potential in your body. I just helped you stimulate this potential for a short time. Remember, this effect can only last for less than ten minutes at most."
The old monk waved his hand: "Go, young man...let those two people who look down on you see what the real skill of chasing cicadas is."
I nodded, then clenched my fists, took a deep breath and went out.
Outside the warehouse, the Shaoxing brother and sister, nicknamed Shuiyue Guanyin, were still waiting.
When I opened the door and walked over, the woman looked me up and down and said with a smile: "Aren't you still a loser? I didn't see anything different."
The man looked at me, frowned and said, "No, sister, couldn't you see it? There is indeed something different about him."
The woman said happily: "Brother, stop teasing me, look at his limp lower body posture, he has no foundation at all."
"Ha ha!"
I laughed and said, "You two idiots, come on, come on together!"
