The smile on Zhao Changshu's face gradually faded as he listened to Zhou Wen's narration. When he heard Zhou Wen say that there were more things in his head after resurrecting from the dead, and that his body had the aura of Prajna, he had no doubt that the world was huge and full of wonders.
When I heard that Zhou Wen, young and old, pretended to be his grandson in order to save the group and replenish the group, I just thought that the younger brother was so smart that he actually thought of such a method and managed to get through under his nose.
Later, when I heard that more than 40 people had almost wiped out more than 400 elite cavalry of the Northwest Army, they repeatedly praised Zhou Wen for his proper tactics, clever firepower allocation, super strong transport team, and his luck to be able to save the principal. Finally, I listened in depth.
After grabbing his tongue behind enemy lines and sneaking into Xuchang City alone to outsmart the city gate, Zhao Changshu was so impressed that he was so satisfied.
When Zhou Wen finished telling the truth about how he entered the Central Party Committee by coincidence, how he was sent to Shanxi, how he destroyed Dashunlai Company in Lishi to save his father, etc., Zhao Changshu was already filled with excitement and couldn't help himself.
suppress.
He stood up and walked back and forth in the office, saying loudly: "Good boy, it's awesome - it's awesome! The battles I heard you describe are all about taking chestnuts from the fire. It may seem like adventure and luck to others, but in my opinion it's
The preparation is thorough and meticulous, the planning is unexpected, the fighter opportunities are accurately grasped, and the men are brave and sturdy. Otherwise, luck would not be able to favor you every time. I didn’t expect that the young students back then had such talent. Adjutant Zhao, bring me the wine!”
When Adjutant Zhao heard the sound outside the door, he came in with a bottle of Fenjiu and two wine bowls. One bottle of wine filled two bowls. Zhao Changshu was so proud that he picked up the wine bowl and said, "Come on, little brother, I'm really happy today.
Let’s use your victory on the battlefield as a side dish and let’s have a bowl. So that we can meet again, let’s do it!”
Zhou Wen was moved by Zhao Changshu's arrogance and stood up, holding a wine bowl and saying, "Senior, please do me a favor for us to meet again!"
Both of them simply raised their heads and drank heavily, drinking a bowl of wine in one breath. Zhao Changshu wiped his mouth, looked at Zhou Wen's face flushed and swollen from the strong alcohol, and burst out laughing, Zhou Wen also
I laughed out loud, feeling that this wine at this moment was actually the sweetest and most comfortable I had drunk in my two lives.
The two of them drank a bowl of wine and became closer to each other. Zhou Wen then remembered that Zhao Changshu had been injured not long ago, and quickly asked: "Is the injury on the senior's body healed? Is it okay to drink?"
Zhao Changshu said with a smile: "It's okay, a shrapnel hit my waist. Chief Xu specially asked a Japanese doctor to perform surgery to remove the shrapnel. It's just that there will be some pain when it's cold and rainy. It's okay."
After hearing this, Zhou Wen said: "If the senior doesn't dislike it, I will use Prajna energy to massage the senior. Maybe it will have some effect."
He knew that for a tough man like Zhao Changshu, if he felt some pain, it would definitely be serious. His Prajna Qi had a miraculous effect on such injuries.
Zhao Changshu was not a mother-in-law person at all. Hearing this, he smiled and said: "What do you think you don't like about it? Just let me learn the skills passed down to you by the Buddha."
After saying that, he untied his armed belt and took off his thick woolen coat and sweater underneath. Adjutant Zhao quickly took it over. Zhou Wen asked Zhao Changshu to lie down on the sofa. He gently lifted the hem of his shirt and saw that
Taking a breath of cold air, I saw that Zhao Changshu's back was covered with scars. How many body fragments had he sustained? There was even a long wound on his waist.
Zhou Wen stopped talking, activated his prajna energy, and started massaging Zhao Changshu's back and waist with his hands...
Although Zhao Changshu was discharged from the hospital long ago, he has been troubled by severe pain in his back and waist from time to time. According to the Japanese doctor, it was because the shrapnel penetrated too deep into the body and may have damaged some lumbar nerves. The current medical level
There is no treatment.
Now I felt the little brother's fingers everywhere, and a numb feeling ran back and forth on my back and waist. Although my upper body was only wearing a single coat, my body actually warmed up in the cold winter.
I felt warm, and my mood gradually calmed down. There seemed to be a vague Sanskrit sound lingering in my ears. When my body and mind felt comfortable, I was extremely relaxed. Zhao Changshu gradually fell asleep...
At this time, there was silence in the office, and Adjutant Zhao did not dare to disturb him. He quietly retreated out, but his heart was filled with turmoil. He knew that he was the commander, and he had been troubled by pain since he was injured. At night
I couldn't even sleep well. How could I fall asleep on the sofa in the office in broad daylight? This little colonel is a capable person. No wonder the commander is so close to him.
About two hours later, Zhao Changshu woke up and felt that he was covered with a military blanket. His junior student Zhou Wenzheng was sitting on the sofa on the other side and looking at him with a smile. He felt a little embarrassed because he actually fell asleep. Wait.
, I actually fell asleep in the freezing cold daytime? This is the most incredible thing in the past six months. I usually light the stove and brazier at night, and the room is as warm as spring, but I am still tortured by the pain that comes from time to time.
Even an hour's sleep is a luxury.
Looking at his watch, he saw that he had slept for more than two hours now, and it was still broad daylight. Zhao Changshu sat up in an instant. The pain he usually felt when getting up and lying down was gone, and his movements were much smoother. He stood up and practiced in the office regardless of the fact that he was only wearing single clothes.
He developed a set of boxing techniques.
Zhou Wen is now the young master and the head of the family, and his knowledge is different from what it used to be. At a glance, he can tell that this is Shaolin Pi Guaquan, which is popular in the north. Zhao Changshu is still slowly trying to exert force with each move at first.
, he started to speed up his attacks as he continued to hit, and finally unleashed his moves completely in the office. Fortunately, his office was big enough, and Zhou Wen saw the opportunity quickly and quickly moved the heavy sofa to the corner.
Zhou Wen could see that Zhao Changshu was also a person who had practiced martial arts for many years and practiced diligently. He also had a deep foundation in Pi Gua Quan. Seeing that Lie Xin was happy, he stepped forward and joined hands with him to sparring. The two of them did not jump or move, just in the office.
They started fighting back and forth. Under the deliberate guidance of a master like Zhou Wen, Zhao Changshu became more and more happy as he fought. He just felt that he had not practiced smoothly and used the moves that he had not practiced well naturally. He had never been like this before.
Today I am living as I please.
After fighting for a long time, Zhao Changshu got excited and shouted: "Take the move!" His right hand punched straight into Zhou Wen's chest as fast as lightning, and Zhou Wen also shouted: "Well done!" A punch from his left hand came first, directly.
He punched the opponent with his right fist. "Bang!" There was a soft sound, and the two fists collided together. Both of them stopped moving. You looked at me, I looked at you, and both burst out laughing.
Zhou Wen's strength was controlled just right. Zhao Changshu felt as if he punched a cotton wall with all his strength, and his fist felt no pain at all. He greatly admired Zhou Wen's martial arts, knowing that he was much better than himself.
