After eating and drinking enough, Lin Wan slumped on the sofa and sighed, "I still have to stay at home for two months. When Xiu Min comes, I have to go to bed and lie down. Occasionally, I get out of bed, and I have to hide my appearance."
Lu Zheng thought for a while, "How about I teach you how to practice?"
"Practice?" Lin Wan was stunned for a moment, and then immediately became energetic, "Isn't it the so-called blind practice?"
"You can't get over this joke, right? Just tell me whether you want to learn it or not!"
"study!"
Lin Wan nodded repeatedly, then became a little worried, "That, can I learn it?"
Lu Zheng shrugged, "I guess not."
Lin Wan:ヽ(???)?!!!
Then what do you mean, are you taking advantage of me to have fun?
"Even if you can't learn it, you can still improve your various physical qualities." Lu Zheng said leisurely, "For example, agility, strength, reaction speed, etc."
Lu Zheng was not sure whether Lin Wan could learn the "Eighteen Movements of Carrying Mountains", but as long as she could learn half of it, a car accident like the one before would not happen to her.
Lin Wan:(′?w?｀)
People need to learn!
"What is what?"
Lin Wan was extremely curious, but she had said not to ask before, so she definitely wouldn't ask, but now that Lu Zheng took the initiative to teach, of course she could find out.
"It's a pretty difficult internal martial art. Even though it doesn't have many moves, it's actually very demanding."
Lin Wan nodded repeatedly, "I heard that the martial arts in novels are all like this!"
Lu Zheng licked his lips. It was said that he didn't know martial arts. He really didn't know whether the martial arts was the same as the "Eighteen Styles of Danshan". Even if the sword technique was improved with the light of luck, it was still a skill and force method, not a training method.
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So it is the same with using the light of luck to improve those Tai Chi or Baji Quan. Although the appearance may look similar, the core is still his "Eighteen Styles of Dancing Mountain" and the warrior's blood.
"Well, almost."
So Lu Zheng could only vaguely say, "This boxing technique is called "Eighteen Styles of Danshan"."
"Eighteen Styles of Dancing Mountains"? Lin Wan repeated, "I've never heard of it..."
Lu Zheng shook his head. If you have heard this, then you have seen a ghost.
"Let me teach you the first move first."
"Okay, okay!" Lin Wan immediately put down her doubts and became excited.
So Lu Zheng first performed eighteen styles of boxing in the center of the living room.
Lin Wan looked confused after reading this. Is that it?
I really can’t see what’s so great about it?
Lu Zheng chuckled, "Come here and touch the muscles on my body."
"Oh." Lin Wan stood up and stepped forward.
Lu Zheng performed the first boxing stance of the "Eighteen Postures of Danshan".
"Start from my calves." Lu Zheng motioned to Lin Wan.
Then under Lu Zheng's guidance, Lin Wan touched his calf to his thigh, then from his lumbar spine to his back, and then from his shoulder to his forearm.
Finally, Lin Wan and Lu Zheng came face to face, looking at Lu Zheng in shock.
"Every muscle vibrates in a special way, one after another, continuous and with endless force, imitating a big mountain being carried on the top of the mountain."
Lu Zheng looked at Lin Wan with a half-smile, "When the vibrations of all muscles reach the target, this first move will be considered complete."
Lin Wan was stunned, "It's so difficult!"
"What do you think?"
Lin Wan felt a kind of despair, "I don't think I can even practice the first move!"
Lu Zheng smiled encouragingly, "If you work hard for a year, maybe you can do it."
"But there are eighteen moves!" Lin Wan slumped back on the sofa, "Even if I can practice one move in a year, it will take me eighteen years. By the time I can practice it, I will be forty years old!
I kind of know why Chinese martial arts has declined. Your unknown "Eighteen Styles of Dancing Mountain" is so difficult. Aren't those Tai Chi, Bajiquan, and Bagua Zhang as difficult as heaven?
Who can stand this? Unless you are extremely talented, you won’t be able to practice it!"
Well, although Lin Wan misunderstood, judging from the explanations of traditional boxing techniques, it is indeed not easy to practice. It is estimated that they are similar to the martial arts techniques of the Great Jing Dynasty.
"Actually, it doesn't take that long. The first step from scratch is always the most difficult. Think about it, once you have mastered the first pose, you will have the experience to control the muscles of the whole body. Even if there are changes later, right?
Can it get faster and faster?"
Lin Wan thought about it and realized it made sense!
"I'll practice! It's okay these two months anyway, so let's see what we can do!"
Lu Zheng nodded, "You can teach me."
So he pulled Lin Wan up and helped her get into the first stance.
"Here, and here, use force. These two places are the focus of the first type of simulated mountain lifting."
"Half lunge, four or six components of strength, the strength starts from the heels."
"Stretch the waist and straighten the back, sink the shoulders and drop the elbows!"
Mother Lin came out of the kitchen and saw that Lu Zheng was teaching Lin Wan how to practice, so she went back to her bedroom to rest without disturbing the two of them.
Under Lu Zheng's guidance, Lin Wan spent two hours in a boxing stance, and then she just learned how to use force in each position.
As for muscle vibration, I just learned how to coordinate the vibrations of the two calves.
But this was enough to surprise Lin Wan, "Maybe it won't take a year?"
Lu Zheng pouted, "I don't have time to accompany you from beginning to end..."
Lin Wan glanced at the second bedroom, pulled Lu Zheng and went to the master bedroom.
Lu Zheng was frightened, "Isn't this bad? Auntie will find out..."
"Keep your voice down, my mother usually sleeps for two hours in the afternoon."
"The problem is that the sound is usually not made by me!"
…
In the afternoon, Lu Zheng stayed for another dinner before saying goodbye and leaving.
…
The next day, Lu Zheng had nothing to do, so he went to replenish a batch of goods for his candy shop, and then walked out leisurely and came to Renxintang.
It was just after midnight, and there were already many patients in the hospital. Mr. Liu and Liu Qingyan were checking the pulse of the patients, and the two clerks were very busy, one grabbing medicine and the other boiling it.
So Lu Zheng immediately entered the door and reached out to support a patient who almost fell.
"Mr. Lu." Liu Qingyan looked up and saw Lu Zheng.
"You're busy, I'll take care of you."
"Okay!" Liu Qingyan's smile was as bright as spring flowers, and she stared at the patients in the hospital.
…
At noon, the old man at home brought a meal, but Lu Zheng asked the waiters at the medical clinic to eat more, and he took Liu Qingyan to the restaurant.
In the afternoon, just after noon, Hu Zhou rushed to the hospital after eating and began to help in various ways in the hospital.
I was busy until the end of Shenshi, late autumn, it was getting dark early, and there were no patients in the hospital.
Hu Zhou put away his work, waved to Lu Zheng and Liu Qingyan and said, "Mr. Lu! Miss Liu! I'm going home!"
"Wait a minute!" Lu Zheng stretched out his hand and called to Hu Zhou.
"Master Lu, do you have anything else to do?" Hu Zhou stopped and asked.
Lu Zheng asked, "Do you have anything else to do when you go home tonight?"
Hu Zhou shook his head, "It's nothing. I just talked to my mother when I got home and then went to bed."
Lu Zheng nodded, "After you finish helping out at the hospital, you can go to my house for dinner and I will teach you the Eighteen Postures of Carrying Mountains."
One is teaching, and both are teaching.
Moreover, Hu Zhou's maid was filial and upright. She helped the hospital for free all day long. She taught Hu Zhou boxing, which not only showed kindness but also protected the hospital, killing two birds with one stone.