Martial Arts and Longevity: Starting from the Spiritual Beast Picture

Chapter 9

"As long as we plan properly, we not only have a chance of winning, but also a great deal!"

The two came to the restaurant where they drank last time, and ordered a pot of tea and a plate of melon seeds. Seeing that there was no one around, Zhou Baotou said in a low voice.

Zhao Lin asked: "How to do it specifically?"

Zhou Paotou asked an irrelevant question: "What time is it now?"

Zhao Lin glanced at him unexpectedly, and said, "Winter."

"What would a bear do in winter?"

"Hibernation."

Zhao Lin was startled, and suddenly said: "Do you know where it hibernates and wants to sneak attack?"

Zhou Paotou smiled all over his face, "Could it be possible to fight with it in a fair and honest manner? Our Orion calls the hibernating bears squatting, and killing hibernating bears is called killing the warehouse."

"I have been observing the whereabouts of that bear over the years, and I know exactly where it is squatting."

If Zhao Lin wanted to launch a sneak attack, the difficulty would be reduced by at least half.

His thinking continued to diverge, and he even thought of various methods such as burning with fire and poisonous gas.

"This is just one of..."

Zhou Paotou continued: "This bear has lived for nearly 40 years, which is equivalent to the age of us in our seventies and eighties. We are old and weak, and our strength has been greatly reduced. This is the second."

"This fall, it fought with another strange beast, and its left leg was seriously injured. We will add another point to the chance of winning. This is the third."

Speaking of this, Zhou Paotou looked at Zhao Lin with burning eyes, "How is it, is this God's will?"

Zhao Lin thought to himself that this guy looked carefree, but he was very thoughtful. He thought over and over again, and finally said, "Okay, I'll join!"

Zhou Paotou was overjoyed when he heard the words, and held his hand excitedly, "Great! Let's leave the city now and go back to plan carefully."

Zhao Lin withdrew his hand calmly and said, "Shouldn't you go back to the pier first?"

Zhou Paotou said: "Our brothers are going to do big things soon, so what are you carrying? Earning those three melons and two dates is meaningless."

Zhao Lin thought about it too, and said, "Then I'll go and talk to Mr. Bang."

Zhou Paotou was puzzled and said: "Say hello to the supervisor, slap your ass and leave, and it's over. Why are you looking for Mr. Bang?"

Zhao Lin shook his head and said: "Master Bang gave me a bite of food when I was in the most difficult time, so I have to tell him face to face."

Zhou Paotou had no choice but to go with him to find Mr. Bang.

"Master Bang, there are some trivial matters in Xiaoke's family. I can't continue to work at the dock. I want to quit this job."

Zhao Lin came to the river and said to Master Bang who was drinking tea.

Zhou Baotou leaned forward and said with a shy smile, "Master Bang, I am the same."

"Fuck you too."

Master Bang laughed and cursed, then turned to look at Zhao Lin, "Why, do you think you earn less here?"

Zhao Lin said in a deep voice, "It's true that something happened at home."

Lord Bang nodded, without asking any more questions, he called the accountant over, "Refund the deposits of both of them."

"Thank you Master Bang." Zhao Lin and Zhou Paotou said in unison.

……

"Hey, the sun came out from the west today!"

Zhao Lin and Zhou Paotou went out of the city and headed straight for Baitou Mountain.

Zhou Paotou threw up the money bag in his hand, and then caught it again, never tired of it.

Zhao Lin said with a smile: "This is our own deposit, what's so happy about getting it back?"

Zhou Pao shook his head and said, "Brothers don't know something. For those like us who haven't worked for a year, half of the deposit will be refunded. It will be refunded to us today."

Zhao Lindao: "Maybe Mr. Bang is in a good mood today?"

Zhou Baotou squinted at him, "I'm afraid not necessarily, I think it's probably because of you."

Zhao Lin didn't say a word, and he also felt in his heart that it might be because Master Bang thought he had practiced martial arts, so he made some accommodations, which further strengthened his idea of ​​learning martial arts.

It was still early, and the two came to Baiqiao Village where Zhou Paotou's family lived.

"right here."

Zhou Paotou pointed to a big and broken stone house.

After entering the door, he asked Zhao Lin to wait in the yard, and ran into the house by himself.

After a while, Zhou Paotou came out holding a big iron gun and threw it across.

"then!"

Zhao Lin reached out to catch it, and felt that the iron gun was extremely heavy. It weighed about the same as a bag of rice on the pier, about a hundred catties.

The spear is more than two meters long, the whole body is black, and the second half is engraved with cloud patterns to prevent it from being dropped.

"Good gun!"

Zhao Lin gave a thumbs up, recalling the action in the TV movie in his mind, stepped forward, and stabbed out with a gun.

"Oh, it seems that you really haven't practiced."

Zhou Paotou went to the wall and took a stick to hold the door. He held it with both hands one after the other, raised one foot and tapped the ground lightly.

"Using a gun pays attention to a word of momentum, step forward and back solid, put the gun at the side of the body, think of yourself as a bow, push the back foot on the ground when exerting force, borrow the thrust of the back, and send the arms forward."

After he finished speaking, he stepped forward with a sudden step, exerting strength with his hind feet, twisting his upper body into a straight line, thrusting out the wooden stick, and making a "buzzing" sound.

"Wow... have you practiced martial arts?" Zhao Lin asked in surprise.

"It's called the bayonet style."

Zhou Paotou explained, and casually talked about the origin of the gun move.

It turned out that the ancestor of the Zhou family was the leader of the sentinels guarding the beacon tower on Mount Paektu.

The ancestors of the first generation were masters in the military, and this iron gun was passed down from then on.

Zhao Lin asked curiously, "Since you made your ancestors know martial arts, why didn't they pass it on to your descendants?"

Zhou Paotou danced a stick flower in his hand, and said with a wry smile: "It's not that simple. The first realm of martial arts is the realm of strength. Not only does it need to cooperate with breathing skills, but there are also special medicinal bath prescriptions."

"Without the aid of medicine for body training, it is difficult to get started. The recipes are in the hands of the imperial court. No matter how advanced an individual is in martial arts, he can't pass it on to others if he doesn't know the formula of the medicine."

"It's the same in the military, and it's the same in the martial art boxing gym."

"So I can only practice some boxing moves, I don't know internal strength, and my strength is not much stronger than that of ordinary people. It is difficult for me to hold the iron gun in your hand, let alone use it."

Zhao Lin was quite surprised when he heard about the way of learning martial arts for the first time, so he stopped talking and practiced according to the movements demonstrated by Zhou Paotou just now.

"Yes, pay attention to the coordination of the waist, hips and arms."

"Keep your hands steady, shoot your gun quickly, keep your eyes straight ahead, and stick a line with the gun..."

Although Zhou Paotou doesn't know internal skills, he has solid basic skills in dancing spears and sticks since he was a child, and he points out Zhao Lin's shortcomings from time to time.

Under his guidance, Zhao Lin basically mastered the essentials of exerting force in less than an hour, and the rest is to keep practicing.

Zhou Paotou nodded again and again, "When the strength is enough, the next step is to train the head."

Zhao Lin practiced for a while, stood the iron gun in front of him, wiped the sweat from his brow, and said, "When shall we go into the mountains to kill Xiong Shi?"

Zhou Paotou said with a smile: "No hurry, you have mastered the marksmanship, we will be sure, and there are other things to prepare."

"Xiong Wei hasn't eaten all winter, it's the weakest time, let's starve it for a few more days, and do it before spring begins."

"good idea!"

Zhao Lin praised sincerely, thinking: "It's despicable enough, it's safe to cooperate with such a smart person."

They practiced their guns until it was getting dark, and the two went back to the house to cook.

Although Zhou Paotou's home is messy and shabby, but the food stored is quite rich, Zhao Lin guessed that he spent all his money on food.

The two started the stove and lit the fire, stuffed the rice, and quickly cooked four hot dishes.

Stir-fried wild duck eggs with mountain fungus, stewed chicken with mushrooms, boiled vermicelli with fatty pork slices of cabbage, blood sausage and tofu.

Then fish out two pickled cucumbers from the pickle jar and pair them with a pot of hot wine. This dinner can be described as a luxury.

After the two finished a pot of rice, the dishes were also swept away.

Zhao Lin felt that his blood bar had been added to the full grid all of a sudden, and the grid of the old scalper in the spirit beast picture was filled with white mist.

Sufficient vitality brings a steady stream of power to the body, and the muscles, tendons, and membranes of the whole body are undergoing subtle changes, making them stronger and stronger.

"It seems that only with sufficient energy supply can the spirit beast map exert its true power!"

(End of this chapter)