Chapter 4 Zhengyang Stake
“This kid.”
The man who made the joke saw that Zhang Lingshan didn’t cooperate with his joke at all, and suddenly felt boring, turned around and said: “Follow me. . ”
Going around the screen and entering the courtyard, Zhang Lingshan saw a dozen figures standing in various positions, breathing long or short, and expressing their expressions. Different, some are easy and some are quite painful.
“Wait here, I’ll call Master.”
As he spoke, the man walked through the main hall and shouted loudly: "Master, the boy who banged his head against the wall is here again. This time his father didn't follow him, but I don't know if he will come to make trouble later. Will he be punished?"
"Take it, why don't you accept it? The little guy is determined to learn martial arts. If he doesn't agree, he will be killed in front of me. Wouldn't it ruin my reputation?"
There was a big roar inside. Lu Ban's voice sounded, and then a burly old man with a beard walked out, looked at Zhang Lingshan, and said with interest: "I heard that you were almost killed last time, and you spent all the money you spent to recuperate from my apprenticeship. , why do you have spare money again?”
“To tell the master, my father and I worked hard at Hongye Temple for half a year and paid part of the wages in advance, so we earned these twenty taels hard.”< br>
Speaking, Zhang Lingshan quickly reached into his arms and presented the two tickets.
The burly old man took it, touched it and smelled it: "There is a bit of blood smell, it seems that the money is not clean."
But he didn't care, a banknote changed hands to many people, it is normal for it to be unclean. Yes, as long as you can spend it.
I saw him handing it to an elegant young man behind him and said: "Take it and the flowers will bloom."
"Yes!"
The elegant young man immediately took the money and left. .
The burly old man continued to look at Zhang Lingshan and said calmly: "I accepted the money. You are now a member of my Hong's martial arts gym, but don't call me master, call me the owner of the gym. I will wait for you to stand up within three months." Now you are my registered disciple, you can call me Hong Zhengdao, do you understand?”
“Understood!”
Zhang Lingshan nodded heavily.
"After three months, if you still can't stand upright, then I will refund you ten taels, and you will have nothing to do with my Hong's Martial Arts School from now on. Don't mention the name of my Hong's Martial Arts School. Do you understand?”
“Understand!”
"Well, it's good to understand. Little Shitou, you come and teach him the skills, and I'll watch."
Hong Zhengdao casually waved, and a servant immediately brought a table and chairs next to him, with tea on the table. Desserts for Hong Zhengdao.
The man named Xiao Shitou turned out to be the man who had just made fun of Zhang Lingshan. He looked tall and thick and had a rough face. He said that there was nothing wrong with Shi Shitou, but adding the word "small" made it feel a little weird.
"My name is Shi Lei, and now I will teach you Zhuang Kung Fu. The Zhuang Kung Fu of our Hong Family Martial Arts School is Zhengyang Zhuang. It follows the righteous path of the world and cultivates the righteous Yang energy of heaven and earth... ..."
This person spoke in an extremely exaggerated way, talking a lot, and said that the Zhengyang Stake was like a unique and unique magical skill in the world.
"Okay, okay, don't talk nonsense. I hit my head against the wall, and my determination to learn martial arts is extremely tenacious. That's because I, Hong Zhengdao, have recognized my name. Please teach me well and stop cheating. Otherwise, I can't spare you."
Hong Zhengdao poured the tea on Shi Lei and hummed.
Shi Lei quickly admitted his mistake until he slapped the horse's hoof. He coughed seriously, looked at Zhang Lingshan and said: "We have a total of eighteen postures in Zhengyang Zhuang. Now I will teach you the first posture. "Yang style."
As he spoke, he spread his legs and squatted slightly. He stretched his hands above his head as if holding a plate, and raised his head to look at the empty plate.
“Imagine that you are holding a ball of fire with your hands. When your hands are hot, you will have mastered this Yang pose. It is best to practice this pose under the scorching sun to get twice the result with half the effort.”
When he wasn't talking nonsense, Shi Lei was still a reliable teacher. While talking, he reached out and patted Zhang Lingshan's body to correct his incorrect posture.
Hong Zhengdao was very pleased to see that his teaching was pretty good. If he cultivated this little stone, he would save a lot of effort in teaching Zhuang Kung Fu in the future.
But seeing Zhang Lingshan's posture, Hong Zhengdao suddenly became angry and jumped in front of Zhang Lingshan, scolding: "You don't have any strength at all, if you are like this Attitude, I’ll give you the money back as far as you can!”
Pa!
He had a hot temper, so he slapped him as he spoke. But the strength seemed great, but the old man held back his strength, but even so, Zhang Lingshan was still slapped to the ground, making a grinning sound.
"What are you doing? It's made of paper, and it falls down when you touch it?"
Hong Zhengdao was speechless, but it didn't look like Zhang Lingshan was pretending, so he pulled his clothes apart and looked at There were faint red marks on Zhang Lingshan's body.
After looking at it for a long time, Hong Zhengdao frowned and said: "Did you offend someone? Were you tied up and whipped?"
"No, I accidentally bumped into someone while working at Hongye Temple. I was punished, but it’s okay. The construction of Hongye Temple is completed, and I don’t need to go out to work anymore.”
Zhang Lingshan answered immediately, his heart sinking.
The gym leader Hong Zheng is a master of martial arts. With his knowledge, he cannot see how the red marks on his body were formed or what kind of crime he suffered.
"Okay."
Hong Zhengdao saw that Zhang Lingshan's red marks hurt when he moved, so he waved his hand and said: "Since you are still injured, you can practice again later. Go back first Rest."
"Master, I still want to practice, I want to learn Zhengyang Zhuang first," Zhang Lingshan said hurriedly.
Hong Zhengdao's face darkened: "Huh, stupid! Although Zhuang Kung Fu can keep you fit and strengthen your qi and blood, you were injured and your body couldn't recover in time. On the contrary, the more you practice, the more it hurts your body. Come back when you feel better!"
said He was too lazy to talk nonsense with Zhang Lingshan, so he turned around and left.
Zhang Lingshan was very worried.
Although he knows that Hong Zhengdao is right, he is different from others. He just wants to put the Zhengyang pile into the panel as soon as possible, how can he continue to delay.
God knows what happened to the red marks on my body. If the red marks never disappear, will I never stop practicing?
"Brother Shi, if the owner is gone, teach me and I'll give you money."
Zhang Lingshan grabbed Shi Lei and gave him a piece of silver that he snatched from Li Hu.
Shi Lei didn't want to pay attention to him at first, but when he saw Yin Zi's face, he immediately changed his smile and said: "You kid, you really don't need money or your life to practice martial arts. I heard that strong people all I have an indestructible heart for martial arts, and I saw it today. Come on, since you want to practice, can I stop you?"
I have to say that this Shi Lei is a very particular person, although he doesn't have any words. He likes to talk nonsense and make fun of others, but he does things for money, which is quite reliable.
So in the following time, he showed the eighteen postures of Zhengyang Zhuan from beginning to end.
He also gave Zhang Lingshan detailed guidance and corrected the mistakes.
After Zhang Lingshan had written down all the postures, Shi Lei said: "I think you are not stupid, and there is basically nothing wrong with your practice. It is just that you can't use your strength, and the movements are not solid enough. But this is you It’s because of the injury. You can practice harder after the injury is healed. I don’t think it will be a problem to complete it within three months.”
This is a polite statement.
As for whether Zhang Lingshan can succeed in three months, it has nothing to do with him.
“Hey.”
Seeing Zhang Lingshan standing still despite the pain, Shi Lei had an idea and came to Zhang Lingshan's side. Hehehe said: "I see that you are eager to practice martial arts. I have a decoction that can help you speed up your recovery. It is more affordable than the ones outside. How about I charge you three coins for a bowl?”
“Okay.”
Zhang Lingshan agreed immediately without even thinking about it.
Because he discovered that there had been changes on the panel.
Name: Zhang Lingshan
Martial Arts: Zhengyang Zhuang (Beginner+)
Energy: 0.3
(End of this chapter)