Chen Liquan saw with his own eyes how Master Yu declined day by day.
Since Hong Yanwu left, Master Yu's temper has become more and more irritable day by day, and he has become more and more strict with Chen Liquan every day. He even stopped his daily kung fu and only urged him to concentrate on practicing various secret techniques.
Memorize the formulas for various secret techniques.
This was for no other reason than to race against time. The old man only hoped that before his death, he could answer as many of the problems and misunderstandings that Chen Liquan encountered in his practice as possible, and correct as many as possible.
He knew best that once he passed away, if Chen Liquan wanted to figure it out on his own, he would definitely have to make a big detour.
Chen Liquan also knew that this was Master's love for him, so he understood and followed the instructions more carefully.
His practice arrangement is as follows. In the morning, he mainly practices finger strength by inserting sand, tearing bark, and rubbing iron bars. In the afternoon, he mainly practices brisk walking and blindfolded walking. Before going to bed, he also practices
You need to practice the "Three Chapters of Ventilation" for another hour. If you do this every day without interruption, your skills will naturally improve quickly.
In this way, by the spring of the next year, Chen Liquan finally mastered the basic skills of "splitting tendons and rubbing hands" and "sticking clothes and eighteen falls", and even achieved some success in "burning the body with fire".
In terms of specific results, Ming Jin, Dark Jin, and Hua Jin are already combined on Chen Liquan's fingers. No matter whether it is tough leather or wooden bamboo poles, he only needs to tear it hard and it will be split into two immediately. It is no exaggeration.
In other words, the ten fingers of his hands became absolute "steel hooks".
In addition, he is also very good at walking and wrestling, and he is even more comfortable with walking around a pile while blindfolded. He can sense the movement of objects that are generally no smaller than cats and dogs.
Finally, the flexibility and toughness of his limbs have reached an astonishing level. It can even be said that as long as an acrobat or gymnast can perform any body movement, no matter how exaggerated or twisted it is, if he is allowed to follow it, it will be completely impossible.
No problem.
In this regard, Mr. Yu's evaluation was that Chen Liquan has mastered both soft and hard skills. From then on, in group fights, he can hit up and down, dodge left and right, and use one against ten with ease.
It can be said that "shooting is like a snake eating food, hitting people is like lightning striking the ground, using one finger to lift a thousand catties, Qi like gunpowder and fists like bullets, a bird can hardly fly when an idea comes to mind, and the five elements of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth". At this stage, his apprentice is basically considered a master.
Once you have reached the level of an ordinary master, if you can continue to practice unremittingly in the future, you will have great hope of "outperforming others" in the future.
The most important thing, what makes Mr. Yu feel sincerely gratified is that Chen Liquan has successfully passed the most difficult part of these skills. There should not be many difficulties in the future of learning. It can be said that these skills
The unique skill finally has a successor.
As for the skill of "Tiger, Leopard and Thunder Sound", you still need to rely on your own understanding and experience. The training method is written there, you just need to follow it. Master Yu can't help much, he just reminds you
Chen Liquan, on weekdays, you should pay more attention to the state of cats when they are angry, and feel the vibrations of thunder.
However, Chen Liquan is still young and is not in a hurry. Yu Ye said that even if he starts practicing after he is thirty-five, it is not too late.
Because of this, once the thing that worries him the most is solved, Master Yu's heart will be at ease. He no longer cares about when he will die. The remaining life is like picking up something for him. Live more.
Make money every day.
From this time on, the old man's temperament also changed a lot. He began to miss everything around him, he liked everything he saw, and his attitude suddenly became gentler.
However, perhaps because of the loss of the tension, the old man's weakness also accelerated.
The energy and spirit of the past were leaving him at a rapid speed, and soon he was no longer the strong and tough person in Chen Liquan's memory, but became a hunched, thin and weak man who could only look out the window all day long.
There are several sparrows, they love to take naps, and they are like a confused old man.
By this time, not only was Yu Ye's hair and beard white, but his eyebrows were also completely white.
When Chen Liquan faced Master Yu at this time, he undoubtedly had a premonition of something ominous. He couldn't help but feel sad and sad for Master Yu's imminent death. He secretly vowed to take good care of the old man during his lifetime, fulfill his duty and accompany him by his side.
Master has passed his final days.
Just like this, slowly, as strings of white locust flowers covered the branches, and when the air began to be filled with a light and elegant fragrance, the time also entered May.
One day in the first month of the month, Master Yu woke up early in the morning and felt refreshed and energetic, and his appetite suddenly increased.
The old man had practiced kung fu all his life and knew very well about his own body. He immediately understood what was going on, so he took the initiative to shout loudly and start organizing things without waiting for Chen Liquan to come over.
"Quanzi, Quanzi, come here, take the money, and go out and buy me fried cakes and bean juice..."
As a result, that morning, Yu Ye surprisingly not only ate two hot fried cakes with burnt rings, but also drank two large bowls of bean juice with pickled vegetables, and even Chen Liquan's baked steamed buns for breakfast were hardened by him.
He snatched it and ate half of it, which made Chen Liquan happy but also a little confused, for fear that he would burst his master.
Before Master Yu could even wait for the honest apprentice to figure it out, he assigned him to ask Li Yaochen's eldest son for help in getting a three-wheeler back. He claimed that he was going out for a walk today.
Chen Liquan readily agreed, and an hour later, not only did he borrow a tricycle, but Li Yaochen's eldest son also came with him.
However, at this time, neither of them looked good, and Chen Liquan's eyes were even redder. It was obvious that Li Yaochen's eldest son had told him the reason, and it seemed that he had cried a lot on the way.
But in this situation, neither Master Yu nor they would go out of their way to expose the matter. So soon, the two of them forced a smile and helped Master Yu pack up and get into the car, just like a normal outing.
, pedaled out the door together.
Li Yaochen's eldest son and Chen Liquan took turns riding the tricycle. First, as assigned by Master Yu, they went to the small Zhenta Temple in the north of the Xisi Archway, and then went to a shop selling knives and scissors in Longfu Temple.
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Just when they were wondering why Mr. Yu had to come to such two inconspicuous places, Mr. Yu took the initiative to tell them that these two places were actually the former sites of the east and west camps of Shanpu Camp and the tenth place of their old Yu family.
For three generations, almost everyone has poured their blood and sweat into this place.
Finally, at noon, Mr. Yu felt that his energy began to fade away, so the group of them followed Mr. Yu's wishes and went to the Donghua Gate of the Forbidden City to look at the Forbidden City in the distance.
This is the last place that Mr. Yu wants to see, because according to the old man, this is the only way for his grandfather to enter the palace when he was on duty. When his grandfather was working as an imperial guard, he entered through the Donghua Gate.
Go inside the imperial city to guard the Hall of Supreme Harmony, the highest-level political center in the country at that time.
And when Master Yu said this, Chen Liquan saw that in his master's eyes, there was no longer loneliness, no loneliness, and no more desolation.
Some are just a Forbidden City, a Forbidden City that has completely disappeared in the current capital, but still exists in the eyes of Master Yu.
The significance of this Forbidden City does not only represent imperial power, but also represents the glory and glory of an Eight Banner Mongolian noble family that has settled in the capital for more than two hundred years and sacrificed their lives to defend their country and resist foreign aggression.
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Mr. Yu is immersed in his memories of his ancestors and his family’s past...
As expected, Lord Yu did not go anywhere else, he died at home.
In fact, not long after the old man stared at the Forbidden City in a daze, he couldn't help but start to wilt.
As soon as Li Yaochen's eldest son realized that Mr. Yu was about to sleep, he urged Chen Liquan to pedal the car back quickly, because they had to seize the time to cleanse, shave, and change clothes for the old man.
When they returned to Yuye's small courtyard and the two of them had finished all the work, Yuye, who was carried back to the bed, woke up again. He leaned against the bedside and insisted that there were still some chores that he couldn't worry about.
, I want to make a final statement to Li Yaochen’s eldest son.
The old man first confessed some sporadic debts that he had not yet had time to repay, about twenty-seven yuan. He said that the money was in the drawer and that Li Yaochen's eldest son needed to pay it back one by one on his behalf, otherwise he would not be able to "leave" safely.
After he agreed, the old man was silent for a long time, and then specifically entrusted Li Yaochen's eldest son, "Quanzi is too young, so I'm afraid it will be difficult for you to handle my funeral affairs."
Li Yaochen's eldest son hurriedly knelt down in front of the couch, "Uncle Master, given the relationship between our two families, how can you say such a thing?"
Mr. Yu sighed, "I think I am so poor now that I have relied mostly on your father for support throughout my life. I am both ashamed and regretful. For decades, I have really owed you a lot to the Li family...
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Li Yaochen's eldest son saw that Mr. Yu was a little excited, and he felt more and more heavy. While he only responded, he quickly pulled Chen Liquan to the bed, hoping that he could change the topic.
Chen Liquan took the opportunity to say that he would find a way to find Hong Yanwu and meet Master Yu for the last time.
Unexpectedly, Master Yu once again reminded Chen Liquan not to forget his oath. He also solemnly warned him that among his acquaintances, there was someone who was proficient in the art of physiognomy and had made calculations for Hong Yanwu.
The man said that Hong Yanwu was destined to be a qiuji, a kind of abandoned dragon who was not officially registered, so he liked to stir up trouble everywhere. He would pick up the beams and kick down the doors, even God and Earth would dare not urinate.
However, sooner or later, this will lead to great disaster. Chen Liquan's contact with him is "offending Tai Sui". If he cannot be provoked, the best way is to avoid him.
Chen Liquan was naturally surprised by these words of Master Yu. Although he did not believe how credible these words were, he understood very well that Master Yu would never want to see Hong Yanwu again until his death.
There is nothing greater than grief. The old man's heart must have been hurt too much.
In desperation, Chen Liquan could only say that he had written it down.
Soon, Mr. Yu, who was still leaning on the bed, lost all energy. He said he was very tired and asked Chen Liquan to help him lie down.
After that, Master Yu closed his eyes as if he wanted to take a nap, but he squeezed Chen Liquan's hand tighter. A thousand words of love and concern were all contained in this tight grip.
Chen Liquan obediently let the old man hold his hand, but his tears couldn't stop flowing down.
Master Yu was already very weak and couldn't even open his eyes as he lay there.
And Chen Liquan looked at the white-haired head sunk deep in the pillow, the broad forehead, and the deep-set eye sockets, so kindly.
He couldn't help but think of the time when he and Hong Yanwu kowtowed to Master Yu for the first time, and also of Master Yu's unfailingly strict discipline when they practiced Kung Fu, and of the warmth and humor of Master Yu telling them stories on summer evenings...
Perhaps due to some kind of spiritual connection, about two hours later, Master Yu suddenly opened his tired eyes again and asked lazily.
"Quanzi, have you put everything away? Remember what I told you..."
Chen Liquan answered quickly while sobbing, saying that everything was put away, the prescription was there, the secret book was there, and the knife was also there. He could not forget his master's words. If Hong Yanwu did evil, he would definitely uphold the reputation of his master and would never be merciful.
Also, he will definitely try his best to pass on the wrestling skills, medicine prescriptions and secret techniques, but he will never teach Hong Yanwu, nor will he teach it to foreigners...
In fact, Chen Liquan himself knew that he was not sure that he would be able to fulfill all that he had promised, especially the content about Hong Yanwu, but the lies that came out of his mouth at this moment undoubtedly made Master Yu feel relieved.
Sure enough, as the old man listened, his eyes became surprisingly bright. He seemed very happy and hummed softly the lyrics of "Luo Cheng Ming Guan".
"...In the past, the heroic overlord was strong, and Chu and Han fought with swords and guns...the overlord committed suicide in Wujiang River...Han Xin was killed...the female Chencang...since ancient times...how many...hero generals...are like...Nan Kemeng...a
field……
As Master Yu's voice gradually became softer, the smile completely solidified on that peaceful and peaceful face.
At this time, Li Yaochen's eldest son sighed and closed his eyes, as if he couldn't bear to see his smile gradually fading.
Chen Liquan immediately understood the meaning of this, which made the bitterness that had been in his heart rise for a long time. Tears quickly filled his nose again, and the bitter water spurted out.
On May 4, 1975, Mr. Yu finally finished his life.
Since the old man was a lonely old man without a job, his funeral was frugal and cold. Except for Li Yaochen's eldest son, second son and the mother and son of the Chen family, only Wang Yunlin from the Hong family went.
It was raining on the day of the cremation. There was no ceremony, only the sound of continuous rain.
Looking back on Mr. Yu's life, he has always been tireless in the pursuit of martial arts. He has also had glories in his skills and good times in life, but who knows Jinghua tired guests now?
If you think about it carefully, this ending is really tragic.
It was not until late May that Hong Yanwu, who met Chen Liquan by chance on the street, learned about the death of Master Yu.
Even though he knew at that time that he still held a grudge against his master, he still couldn't control himself and burst into tears in front of Chen Liquan.
Yes, everyone has such a day, and it will end when it should end, but when life finally passes away, there will inevitably be a trace of pain like a knife, and an attachment that is difficult to let go...
No matter how many grievances they have, they have lived together for five years after all, and they have a deep relationship between master and disciple...
This is exactly the case. Not to mention that gangsters have no moral character, gangsters also have true character. The road to life is full of twists and turns, and depravity is forced by circumstances!