Martial Arts: My Proficiency Panel

on the street.

The girl is innocent and romantic. After walking for a while, she forgets the past and is in a happy mood. She leaves a line of playful footprints in the snow she stepped on, and a layer of white snow lives on the surface of her boots.

Da da!

The girl looked down and shook the white snow off her shoes, Xiaohong followed the girl and walked towards Taobai Street.

At the end of Taobai Street is a wealthy area, where several large merchants in the town live.

The Song Mansion is also here, one of them.

The girl walked through the end of Taobai Street and entered a garden-like area.

Gray-white stone walls enclose this area into a large oval.

Song Mansion is on the left side of the area entrance.

A few red lanterns, and white snow covering the two stone lions at the door, made the mansion look more and more quiet.

Before the girl arrived, Xiaohong first went to tell the door to open, the door of the mansion opened slowly, and there were attendants waiting at the door to welcome her.

As soon as the girl arrived at the door, she saw two people standing on the stone bridge in the mansion on the right, a man and a woman.

The man is tall and brave, with bulging muscles under his thin clothes. He is the girl's elder brother, Song Ming, who has learned boxing and kicking with boxer Wang Bencong for several years, and he is very successful in boxing.

The woman was gentle and gentle. Although she didn't have a very good appearance, she also had some attractive colors. She said softly to the girl, "Ninny, are you back? Why did you bring a little rabbit home?"

"Um!"

The girl smiled and nodded, hugged the doll and said, "Mother, I bought this at Uncle Zhang's shop."

"Then did you pay?"

"Of course, Uncle Zhang didn't want me to give the money yet, and I ran back as soon as I put the money in."

The woman's eyes were lowered, an unconcealable smile appeared on her gentle face, and she touched the girl's head, "You are right, Uncle Zhang's small business is not easy, and you can't buy his things for nothing in the future .”

"good."

At this time Song Ming smiled and said: "You little girl, you bought such a cute rabbit back, but you refused to buy one for your brother. Could it be that you don't have my brother in your heart?"

"Aren't you ashamed to play with these at such an age?" The girl gave Song Ming a blank look.

Beep!

The sound of feet stepping on the fine snow came, and the three of them looked out the door.

A young man with sharp eyes and a sword on his waist was already standing outside the door.

Song Ming stepped forward and asked in a bad tone, "Who are you?"

"Don't be rude." The woman stopped in front of Song Ming, "Who is this little brother looking for?"

"Hello, Ma'am." The young man cupped his hands and said very politely, "I am from Chuzhou, and I am a student of the Jiuhua School of Jiuhua Mountain. Today, my master saw that Ling Qianjin's talent is good, so he sent me here to ask, Madam, if you have any intentions? She went to Mount Jiuhua to learn martial arts."

"Jiuhua Mountain Jiuhua Sect?"

The woman looked at Chen Sheng, with unconcealable hesitation in her eyes, and before she could speak, Song Ming, who was fond of martial arts, couldn't help but say, "This high-ranking disciple of the Jiuhua School, take a look, how is my foundation?" ? I don’t know, can I go?”

"This brother is too old, and his bones have already been formed." Chen Sheng didn't finish his sentence, but the meaning was already obvious, which made Song Ming feel disappointed.

The girl who was hiding behind the two turned her eyes and shouted, "My brother is not allowed to go to Jiuhua Mountain to learn martial arts, so it's meaningless for me to go."

"Also, I have never met your master, who knows whether he is good or bad?"

"Shut up!"

The woman frowned and glanced at the young girl, then turned to look at Chen Sheng, and said with an apologetic smile, "Brother, my girl's words are reckless, don't take offense. My girl has never liked guns and sticks, and I can't learn any martial arts after thinking about it." , but it is troubled by Master, please report back to that Master, thank him for his kindness!"

"Um?"

Chen Sheng passed the woman with a strange look, looked at the girl and said with a smile, "Since that's the case, then I won't bother you any more. I wish the Song family a prosperous business, and best wishes to Mr. and Mrs."

"Thank you, little brother, please go slowly."

crunch!

The heavy wooden door was closed, Chen Sheng took a deep look at the plaque on it, turned around and walked out of the street, said with a sneer,

"You don't have to drink a toast! This little girl is good-looking, I didn't expect her mother to be good too."

...

The light was dim, and the charcoal fire flickered on and off under the cold wind blowing in vaguely.

There were few customers in the afternoon, and the waiter was guarding the shop, so he dozed off because he was really bored.

Hula!

Suddenly, the heavy curtain was lifted, and the waiter was awakened. Looking up, Chen Sheng walked in with a calm expression.

"Cut! Who do you think it is?"

The waiter was disturbed in his dream, and was a little irritable, but he got down after a while.

In the distance, Chen Guangyang, who was not interested in drinking, saw Chen Sheng, waved him quickly, and asked him in a low voice, "How is the matter going?"

"Master..."

Chen Sheng smiled wryly, bowed his body, and replied in a low voice,

"The girl didn't mean that."

Chen Guangyang's complexion darkened, obviously a little angry, Chen Sheng said hastily, "But I have memorized the location of her house, I can do it tonight..."

"Um!"

Before he could finish speaking, Chen Guangyang interrupted him,

"Be careful and don't disturb others. I'll wait for you at the inn. I'll come back when I get someone. Let's leave early."

"The apprentice understands!"

Chen Sheng nodded, paused for a moment, and leaned forward flatteringly,

"Master, I see that little girl's mother is not bad, I wonder if I can..."

Chen Guangyang waved his hand: "It's up to you, as long as you hold that little girl. But don't make any mistakes! Don't delay important matters because of a woman."

"Master, don't worry."

...

The night was dark, and the cold wind howled.

In the depths of the street, people occasionally pass by, but they are covered by the shadow of the high-walled compound, and their faces cannot be seen clearly.

call!

Suddenly a figure flashed on the ground, covered with a face scarf, dressed in black, with a pair of eyes rolling around, swept around, and after confirming that there was no one there, tiptoe up to the Song family compound.

Flutter!

His cat walked on the wall, the snow on it was trampled slightly, leaving shallow footprints.

"Son."

"mother!"

When the man in black heard this sound when climbing over the wall, he almost fell down. He hurriedly hid behind a big tree and glanced away.

Under the moonlight, in the side yard, a man was practicing boxing, and beside him was a charming woman, who was Mrs. Song and Song Ming whom he had seen during the day.

"Why did you start practicing martial arts again? Didn't you listen to the person from the Jiuhua School today? You are not good at all, no matter how much you practice..."

The woman thought of something, and when the words of reprimand came to her lips, she sighed again.

"You can practice martial arts, but it's very cold at night, so you should go back early to rest."

Song Ming stopped practicing and replied: "Okay, mother."

But just after speaking, he continued to practice boxing.

"well."

The woman shook her head, paused and said,

"You spend money practicing martial arts, but the family can still afford it. If you want to continue, the family will also provide you with money."

The woman reached out and gently wiped Song Ming's sweat with a towel.

"Your father works hard in business, and how difficult it is to maintain such a big family, father and mother know best."

She sighed.

"As the eldest son, you are not too young, you should consider doing something serious.

It's a good thing for you to practice martial arts, but what people practice martial arts is what kind of internal skills, what kind of boxing and what kind of feet, and you can't learn it. You should inherit your father's property and do a good job in the family business, so that your father can smile more. "

"good."

Song Ming didn't listen to what she said naggingly.

All his attention was focused on a heat flow in his body, and wherever the heat flow passed, he felt a burst of relief.

"The five-shaped boxing strength is really amazing..."

Song Ming narrowed his eyes slightly, on the surface he was listening to his mother, but in fact he was perceiving his own body condition.

he bulged his arm muscles

"The muscles in both hands are the same as usual, but with this inner strength, they can break three stone bricks at once!"

The feeling of increased strength is truly fascinating.

"Son, you are not young anymore. I recently fell in love with Miss Wang next door. She is very lively. As long as you nod, I will talk to you tomorrow. Miss Wang is virtuous, and it is suitable to continue the incense for our family."

"Mom, I listen to you."

"That's good."

Seeing her son so obedient, the woman smiled in relief, turned around and left again.

Song Ming was obsessed with the newly developed boxing strength, and when his mother left, he resumed boxing with the previous energy.

"Woman, it will only affect the speed of my punching!"

"drink!"

I sent the Jitu Express before, but the delivery was really slow, and the attitude of the courier was not good. I returned it tomorrow morning and sent the SF Express. Alas, I am a little tired.