Uncle Li was filled with emotion when he heard this:
"Hey, people have suffered so much since ancient times!"
"Fortunately, the great man led us to overthrow three mountains."
"Otherwise we will be the same and be bullied everywhere!"
Similarly, in order to prevent Hua Jiunan from being bullied, Uncle Li began to teach him boxing and kicking skills.
Ancient martial arts, Tongbei Quan.
What Uncle Li teaches is not just showy stuff, but real battlefield killing skills!
Practice Sanjiu in winter and Sanfu in summer.
Real kung fu is developed slowly through unremitting training.
Every day before dawn, Uncle Li and Hua Jiunan would practice kung fu in the snow.
Not only do they dance after hearing the rooster, they also get up earlier than the rooster.
"Xiaojiu, remember: we don't bully others, but we must never be bullied by others!"
"Grandpa is no longer around. If anyone bullies you, you will beat him up!"
The young Hua Jiunan, while practicing boxing with a milky voice, nodded and answered:
"Grandpa, I remember!"
The deaf mother-in-law in the distance watched quietly, with some emotion in her heart:
Alas, what a pity!
After Xiaojiu changed his skin, he couldn't invite the immortal family into his body. He couldn't learn my ability to act.
Otherwise, with his physique, even if he can't hire Mr. Hu and Mrs. Hu, it would be easy to hire an immortal family at the head level!
Note: Mrs. Hu Santai and Mrs. Hu Santai are the heads of the Chuma Immortal family. These will be described in the following articles.
For some unknown reason, the snow corpse has not appeared since Hua Jiunan's fifth birthday.
The last time we met, he left Hua Jiunan many precious medicinal materials such as old ginseng, Ganoderma lucidum, and snow lotus.
There are even four thousand-year-old spiritual beings among them.
There is also a shining horn dagger.
There are two ancient characters engraved on it: Zhongkang.
After the deaf mother-in-law brought the knife back, Master Changba tried to dodge it repeatedly.
"Old woman, take the knife away from me, I'm going to be scared to death!"
"Good guy, how many people must have been killed to have such a strong evil aura!"
Winter comes and summer comes, and ten years pass in the blink of an eye.
The time is 1997.
Ten years of non-stop boxing training has made Hua Jiunan extremely strong.
The boy who was just fifteen years old had muscles as smooth as a leopard.
Uncle Li also discovered that Hua Jiu is extremely capable of resisting attacks and has a very strong recovery ability.
No matter how tired you are, as long as you rest for a while, you will be full of energy again.
Injuries sustained while practicing Qigong will heal quickly and not even a scar will be left.
Looking at Uncle Li who was full of questions, the deaf mother-in-law secretly smiled in her heart:
This silly old man!
Xiao Jiu is dressed in dragon skin, how can he not be awesome!
After Hua Jiunan finished practicing his boxing, he started reviewing his lessons after breakfast.
After this summer vacation, he can go to high school in the town.
Although in the hundreds of thousands of mountains in the north, there are violent storms and snow no matter what month it is.
But the name of summer vacation is unified across the country...
In fact, with the results of Huajiu Difficulty, I can definitely go to the county to study.
But he was thinking about his aging grandfather and grandmother, and didn't want to be too far away from home.
After all, there is a distance of three hundred miles from the village to the county seat.
Although conditions are now better and asphalt roads have been built, it still takes several hours by bus.
Moreover, if you go to the county town to study, you have to live on campus, and you can only go home once a month.
Going to study in the town is different:
Although I have to live on campus, I can come back two days a week to see my grandparents.
The deaf mother-in-law is eighty years old. Although she is still full of energy, her legs and feet are no longer flexible.
She sat cross-legged on the kang, smiling as she watched Hua Jiunan write his summer homework.
Suddenly, the deaf mother-in-law began to twitch, and after a few seconds, her pupils turned strange green.
Her voice was no longer kind, but became extremely sharp:
"Your third boy actually dared to shoot me with a gun. For your sake, I am not as knowledgeable as him."
"It's not over, is it? He shot him twice!"
"A third shot?! We must teach him a lesson today!"
"Go to the Xihe River and get him back. If you're late, he'll die. Don't blame me!"
After the deaf mother-in-law finished speaking, her whole body trembled again and returned to normal after a few seconds.
"Xiaojiu, what did grandma say just now?"
Seeing that the deaf mother-in-law looked nervous, Hua Jiunan quickly repeated what she had just said.
"No! My child, please help me go to the West River. Your third uncle is in trouble!"
Half an hour later, the two found Wang San unconscious in the snow by the river.
Hua Jiunan took out the golden needle his mother had left for him, and skillfully inserted it into Wang Sanbaihui, Guanyuan, Fuliu, Taiyuan and other acupuncture points.
The deaf mother-in-law has long been accustomed to Hua Jiunan’s behavior:
A little guy who can prescribe prescriptions to save an entire village at the age of five doesn't take it for granted that he knows acupuncture.
After more than ten minutes, Wang San, whose face was red, swollen and black, finally woke up.
"Mom, I'm in trouble!"
"When I was hunting, I saw a yellow man drinking water by the river."
"I fired two shots in a row, and it didn't matter if I shook my head. But when I fired the third shot, the gun exploded!"
The deaf mother-in-law looked at her naive third son and said angrily:
"What Huangpizi, that's Huangxian!"
"If it weren't for the sake of my mother, you would have died long ago!"
After Hua Jiunan helped Wang San leave, the weasel who was watching a few people from a distance suddenly became furious.
Looking around in horror.
The dark wind blew, and a female ghost in red appeared quietly behind the weasel.
The pale ghost claws stretched out, grabbed the weasel by the neck and picked it up.
There was already a Huang Xian who was of high moral character, but he was strangled to death like this.
The female ghost drained the weasel's blood and threw it by the river.
Then with a strange smile on his face, he looked in the direction Hua Jiunan was leaving.
If Hua Jiunan sees a female ghost, she will definitely feel familiar.
Because this is the one that was lying on Wang San’s back ten years ago!