Chapter 108: Happy

He Tianshu sighed and said, "Xiaohua, it's not that I don't want to teach you, but, first, the internal skills I learned are exclusively for disciples of the Piaomiao Sect, and no disciples of our sect can be taught. If you find that you are taught privately, not only will I be punished by the Precepts Hall, but you will also be abolished from martial arts. Second, the practice of this internal skills is not as good as boxing. It requires more qualifications. If the qualifications are not good, at least you will not have any inch of your skills in practice for several years, and at worst, you will be in a devil and hurt your life. Did your second brother tell you this too? He can't teach you internal skills either."

Zhang Xiaohua nodded in disappointment and said, "Yes, my second brother said the same."

He Tianshu touched Zhang Xiaohua's head and said, "Go back, everyone has their own life. God has arranged it. If you have this life, maybe in the near future, you will definitely get what you want. Otherwise, even if you try your best, you will get nothing."

Zhang Xiaohua lowered her head and followed He Tianshu back in disappointment.

Under the oil lamp, Zhang Xiaohua looked at a book carefully. This was not a boxing technique, but some books left to him by Li Jinfeng. During the period of recuperation, he developed a habit of reading some books at night, whether it was boxing books or books, if he didn't read it, it seemed that something was missing.

I have read all the boxing scores I can read, but I can only read books. There are countless books on both sides, which is enough for Zhang Xiaohua to read for the rest of her life.

Suddenly, when he saw "reviewing the old and learning the new" in the book, Zhang Xiaohua couldn't help but feel moved. He carefully put down the books and closed his eyes to think about the boxing scripts he had memorized. Today, he did not tell He Tianshu about these, and there was no special reason. It was like a child who got his beloved toy and would not tell the adults immediately. The child would show off at an unexpected moment, surprise the adults, and laughed loudly when he looked at the adults stunned. That's all.

Zhang Xiaohua also had such thoughts, but the most important thing is that he still has no confidence in himself and is afraid that he will not be able to practice these boxing techniques well. Now I would say that it would be better to wait until he really practiced it well.

Fortunately, with Zhang Xiaohua's thoughts, the boxing technique was like a river, and it could still be clearly recalled. However, Zhang Xiaohua's expression did not change. She raised her right hand, looked at the medicine cloth on her hand, and stroked it with her left hand for a moment, but still couldn't take it off.

It was late at night, and Zhang Xiaohua blew out the lights and fell asleep peacefully.

In the next few days, Zhang Xiaohua followed Nie Xiaoer to familiarize himself with the cultivation of various medicinal materials during the day, and stole horses at night, and lived a very leisurely life.

But Zhang Xiaohua didn't know that he had not seen Mr. Yu for several months and would come to see them every night.

That night, Zhang Xiaohua was still reading a book under the oil lamp, and she heard someone knocking on the door.

Zhang Xiaohua was stunned and knocked on the door in the evening. This was the first time she was so angry that she put down her book and opened the door. With the lights in the room, she turned out to be the one-armed old man Yu.

Zhang Xiaohua was very surprised and said, "Hello, Mr. Yu, hurry up and enter the house."

After Zhang Xiaohua asked Mr. Yu to sit in the house and asked him to sit on the chair, she said, "Mr. Yu, I have been back for many days and haven't seen you. Are you very busy?"

Old Yu smiled and said, "Don't say that you just came back for a few days, just the month you spent in the villa before, how many times have you seen me?"

Zhang Xiaohua said: "I haven't seen you for several months, so I'm a little surprised. Why did you come to me today?"

Mr. Yu said: "There is nothing else. I just know that you are back and come and see your injuries."

Zhang Xiaohua was a little flattered and said, "Thank you Mr. Yu for your concern. It should be cured. I will let Captain He see it tomorrow, and then remove the medicine cloth outside."

Mr. Yu waved his hand and said, "Don't wait for tomorrow. I'll help you remove it now. The bone's injuries are not good or bad, either day or two."

Zhang Xiaohua is quite surprised by Mr. Yu’s attitude. From the first side, he has never been cold to himself. Why is he so caring today is intriguing?

However, Mr. Yu is an old man after all, and he cares about himself. Zhang Xiaohua has a strong bones and respects the elderly, so Zhang Xiaohua let Mr. Yu help him remove the medicinal cloth.

In fact, Zhang Xiaohua's injuries have healed, and the medicinal cloth is just a psychological sustenance. As Mr. Yu said, there is no difference between dismantling today and tomorrow. Therefore, although Mr. Yu is a right hand, with the assistance of Zhang Xiaohua, he still easily removed the medicinal cloth.

Zhang Xiaohua's right hand is no different from before, but her skin looks extremely pale, probably because it is because it is not visible.

Mr. Yu did not immediately observe Zhang Xiaohua's fingers, but said, "You can try clenching your fists first."

Zhang Xiaohua tried to shrink her fingers as she said. This movement, which was very normal in the past, now seemed extremely clumsy, and even her fingers were a little out of control. Moreover, Zhang Xiaohua's fingers were curled up to a certain level, and she could not go further no matter how hard she tried. In other words, Zhang Xiaohua could not clench her fists now.

Zhang Xiaohua was anxious and said, "Old Yu, what's going on? My hand...how did my hand look like this?"

Mr. Yu said with a smile: "Don't worry first, it's like this after injury. In the future, you have to practice these telescopic fingers frequently to recover slowly. Now let me show you the details of the bones."

Then, Mr. Yu pinched Zhang Xiaohua's fingers with his thumb and index finger and observed inch by inch. It took him a while to finish the examination. Mr. Yu raised his head and said that under the oil lamp, Zhang Xiaohua could not tell his face.

Zhang Xiaohua asked with sincerity, but looking at her hands, there was nothing wrong with it, so she didn't speak.

Mr. Yu did not tell Zhang Xiaohua how his bones were recovered, but instead asked him: "Why do you want to practice martial arts?"

Zhang Xiaohua heard it inexplicably and answered in confusion: "Of course it is to protect my family."

"Besides protecting your family, what else would you do if you learned martial arts?" asked Mr. Yu.

Zhang Xiaohua frowned and answered honestly: "No, I haven't thought so much yet. Now I just want to practice boxing first."

This time, it was Mr. Yu's turn to frown, and he asked again: "When you have learned martial arts, will you help the weak? If you see injustice on the road, you will draw your sword to help?"

After hearing this, Zhang Xiaohua's mind immediately showed the scene of her father and son being bullied in Lu Town, and the situation of her elder brother and herself being stepped on the ground by the strong man in Xicuishan. She couldn't help but feel excited and spit out: "Of course, if I have practiced martial arts and have the ability to help others and the weak, of course I will do it."

Mr. Yu asked again: "Can you be sure that the weak are wronged and should be helped?"

Zhang Xiaohua said in confusion: "Old Yu, I don't understand this very much. If the weak have no reason, how can they provoke the strong?"

Mr. Yu smiled and said, "This problem is a bit difficult. You are still young and don't understand people's hearts. You may understand it in the future."

Then, he asked again: "If you want to help the weak, but the strong man's martial arts are even more powerful than you, will you take action?"

This sentence made Zhang Xiaohua not know how to answer. In Luzhen, of course, Zhang Xiaolong stood up and was not afraid of the strong. The result was also heavy. He was vivid in his mind. Mr. Liu and Liu Kai also reminded him to do what he could. This question is really difficult to answer.

However, in an instant, a flash of inspiration flashed, and Zhang Xiaohua smiled and said, "Isn't this the reason why I have to continue to practice boxing, or even my internal skills?"

Mr. Yu frowned and then let go. He stopped asking Zhang Xiaohua questions. Instead, he looked at Zhang Xiaohua's right hand and said, "Zhang Xiaohua, although the bones on your right hand have healed, they have been destroyed by internal forces and are no longer the same as before. It is like a vase that has been broken. If it is stuck well, it can still be used. But the cracks inside the vase also exist. This is not repaired well. If you are not careful, it will still be broken. This is a great obstacle to your martial arts. You must be mentally prepared."

Zhang Xiaohua did not understand the seriousness of the problem and said with a smile: "The doctor of the escort agency has told me that we should recover slowly. Bones can grow, but they are different from vases. As long as you can practice boxing and practice internal skills, I didn't think about saving the entire world."

Old Yu sighed, and didn't say anything more. He just nodded, asked Zhang Xiaohua to rest early, turned around and went out.

Zhang Xiaohua sent it to the door and looked at the back of Yu Lao's night. She was puzzled. The old man had been in his house for so long and asked so many questions. What was he going to do? Zhang Xiaohua didn't think it was just to disassemble the medicine cloth for herself and see how simple the injury was.

However, Zhang Xiaohua thought about it for a long time but couldn't understand it. However, time is the answer to all questions. When the time comes, he naturally knew it. Zhang Xiaohua thought about it and fell asleep, and the oil lamp was not blown out.

The next morning, Zhang Xiaohua went to the place where He Tianshu and his friends practiced martial arts as usual, stretching their fingers while walking, and constantly exercising.

Zhang Xiaohua was still the first to arrive. He did not stance, but clenched his fists and tried to pose several boxing postures. He found that even without clenching his fists, he could still play a move intact, without any discomfort. It was just that some moves, when the right hand fists were changed, his fingers were a little dull and his fingers were a little stiff. I believe that through his constant exercise, he would gradually improve in the future.

Thinking about it some time ago, I was afraid of affecting my finger recovery and didn't dare to punch. Zhang Xiaohua didn't feel funny. If I had known this, I would have started practicing boxing long ago, and I wouldn't have to watch He Tianshu and the others practice martial arts every day, but I was so arrogant.

However, he forgot that when the medicine cloth was not removed, he could not clench his fists.

While Zhang Xiaohua was playing with her eyebrows, He Tianshu and others also came over. He Tianshu smiled and greeted Zhang Xiaohua: "Why did Zhang Xiaohua get up so early? Can't wait to remove the medicine cloth?"

Zhang Xiaohua smiled and stretched out her right hand, clenched her fists, and said as if she was showing off: "Captain He, look, my medicine cloth has been removed, but my fingers cannot be completely bent, so I need to exercise more."

He Tianshu laughed and scolded: "You kid, you are really impatient. Didn't you agree to remove the medicine cloth today? You can remove the medicine cloth by yourself."

Zhang Xiaohua said seriously: "Captain He, you have wronged me. I listened to you and planned to let you demolish it for me today, but Mr. Yu came to my room last night and helped me demolish it."

He Tianshu said strangely: "What's going on?"

So Zhang Xiaohua told He Tianshu all the things that happened last night. He Tianshu was confused when he heard that Yu Laokao asked Zhang Xiaohua a few questions, he frowned. This clearly meant appreciation. It was a intensive examination of Zhang Xiaohua's nature. Could it be that Cheng Yu Lao was determined to accept disciples?

However, He Tianshu was not particularly clear about the origin of Mr. Yu. He was just vaguely mentioned, and he was also a person in the world. If he had a lot of eyes for Zhang Xiaohua, it was Zhang Xiaohua's luck, but Zhang Xiaohua's hand? He Tianshu couldn't help but wonder again, and then he felt relieved. This was all someone else's business, and he could not accept Zhang Xiaohua. Why did he worry about that?

Then, he thought of the questions Zhang Xiaohua answered and thought to himself that Zhang Xiaohua was really an honest child. If he had been a little smarter, he would have climbed up the pole long ago. If he didn't talk about a lotus in the sky, he would definitely not be willing to give up. At least he had to express his opinion. For justice, peace, and the happiness of the people in the martial arts world, he didn't know that Zhang Xiaohua knew how to protect his family and practice boxing skills. He didn't even hear anything in Yu Lao's words. If he heard it, if he was really a big horse, kneeling on the ground, begging Yu Lao to include it, maybe it would be.

What a pity.

However, if this is true, is he still Zhang Xiaohua?

He Tianshu shook his head. Zhang Xiaohua is not the down-to-earth Zhang Xiaohua that everyone likes. This world still needs people who can do practical things.

Zhang Xiaohua saw He Tianshu shook his head and frowned again, and asked, "Captain He, Mr. Yu did this for my own good. I want to see my injuries. Don't be angry."

He Tianshu was so amused and glared at him and said, "I am so petty? Are you angry that someone had removed your medicine cloth first?"

Zhang Xiaohua stuck out her tongue and dared not speak.

Then he said, "Captain He, since you are not angry, my medicine cloth has been removed. I want to practice boxing. Look, can you please give me some advice?"

When He Tianshu heard this, he immediately took a step back and prepared to perform his light skills, and said, "Let's do this, you can do restorative activities first, review the previous boxing techniques, and let the new boxing techniques be done. Wait until I tell Nie Xiaoer to teach you, okay?"

After saying that, without waiting for Zhang Xiaohua to answer, he flashed his body and his light skills and body skills were unfolding, and he ran away.

Zhang Xiaohua left behind and said strangely: "Why are you running so fast? Captain He, I didn't plan to let you teach me. I have already remembered a lot of complete boxing techniques, just wanting you to take a look at it. Why did you run away?"

Then, I was about to look for Nie Xiaoer and others, but I found that they were all missing?

Zhang Xiaohua was full of admiration, it was great to have light skills.

Since no one was giving advice, Zhang Xiaohua didn't care. She had so many boxing techniques in her mind, and she remembered each set of them deeply. It was not impossible to play them in full, but she didn't need to teach others.

Thinking of this, Zhang Xiaohua's mouth slowly raised up and thought to herself: "When I practice all the boxing skills, I will not take the dustpan to collect your falling chins."

So, Zhang Xiaohua picked up her posture and began her first boxing practice after recovering from her injury.

Zhang Xiaohua now has many boxing lessons in her mind, and he didn't deliberately choose them. He just found a random set of them from the inside, squinted his eyes and found his own memories, and then he followed the figure in his mind and started fighting.

After the first round, it was perfect, almost exactly the same as Zhang Xiaohua's memory. Zhang Xiaohua felt extremely happy. Could it be that she was really not useless? Captain He's teaching method is problematic? Can you truly learn complete boxing skills only after reading the boxing score and remembering it in your mind?

A series of questions prompted Zhang Xiaohua to play the second time immediately, but he was very satisfied. He did not miss any moves. Unfortunately, it was getting late and there was not much time for Zhang Xiaohua to verify the third time, so he hurried to the dining room.

But Zhang Xiaohua didn't, or did not notice at all, that the figure in her mind had faded a lot, no longer as clear as before.

Now Zhang Xiaohua has entered the role and has followed Nie Xiaoer to do some basic work. He is used to using his left hand and can complete everything with his left hand flexibly. However, when he is not very busy or feels that he has time, Zhang Xiaohua insists on using his right hand, although his right hand is a little clumsy. Today, he deliberately uses his right hand, such as holding a small shovel, small scissors, etc., because he knows that only by exercising his right hand as soon as possible can he truly practice boxing as soon as possible, because he can already play a complete set of boxing today. Thinking about it, his heart is in a hurry.

After dinner, Zhang Xiaohua arrived at the boxing place early, but he did not stay there, but walked outside for a while and left He Tianshu and the others far away. However, he didn't have to worry that He Tianshu couldn't find him. Although it was far away, there were lanterns hanging on the trees and could be seen from afar.

Just as Zhang Xiaohua thought, as soon as He Tianshu and the others went out, they saw Zhang Xiaohua's lanterns from afar. They thought he was shy and embarrassed to show his incomplete moves. He Tianshu even praised Zhang Xiaohua in his heart. After the injury healed, he knew he was shy. In the past, he had a thick-skinned face and was completely forgotten. He never blushed when he punched.

Zhang Xiaohua stood under the tree, calmed down her mood, and slowly beat the boxing technique in the morning again, but she could finish it. She didn't miss a single move. She was naturally extremely happy. She finally confirmed that she could finish a boxing technique. How could she be unhappy?

Just as he was about to run over to report the good news to He Tianshu, he thought that he was practicing martial arts, and it was time to wait tomorrow, so he began to think about whether he could play the second set of boxing techniques, and the moves that directly touched the boxing scores were all in his mind. Zhang Xiaohua started practicing the second set without stopping. Sure enough, the effect was as obvious as the first set, and he could still play it intact.
Chapter completed!