Lao Zheng looked at Lan Chen, sighed and said, "Master, why did you hire me?"
"Protect the safety of the mansion."
"But it's such a dangerous thing to suppress bandits, why don't you take me with you? It's just good luck this time. The bandit Zhou Datian was injured when he met him. As usual, ten of you are no match for him."
The inadvertent movement in his eyes was full of blame and worry.
Lan Chen smiled helplessly.
What Lao Zheng said makes sense, but it's just a lie he made up.
As a person with miraculous abilities, he would probably not be able to win or lose with fists and kicks, and he also wanted to hide his identity as a person with miraculous abilities.
As a result, everyone knew that Lan Chen took advantage of Zhou Datian's illness and conveniently killed him.
But Lan Chen did not refute, after all, Lao Zheng also cared from the bottom of his heart.
"Old Zheng, I thank you in advance for your kindness, but you don't have to worry. In fact, the safety of the mansion is entrusted to you, so I can feel at ease outside."
"Of course I understand what the young master means, but... alas, in short, young master, I will do whatever it takes to go up to the mountain of swords or to the sea of fire, just as you tell me, I, Old Zheng!"
After taking a long breath, Lao Zheng even more energetically said, "Master, if that's the case, it's better for you to suffer."
"Affected? It's out of question. Just do whatever you want to do."
"Okay! Master, please wait for me in the courtyard. I'll get you a new gadget."
Seeing Lao Zheng running back into the house, Lan Chen was a little puzzled. Wouldn't it be enough to continue using the 'sandbag'? What else is new?
"Master, here you go, here it is. This is a stone lock. I have prepared it for you a long time ago. Just use two stones. You can increase the weight as you become more proficient."
"What about yours? You look bigger than me. How much does it weigh?"
"A heavy weight."
"You are truly worthy of being a master." Lan Chen felt ashamed and took the stone lock at the same time.
The stone lock is made of bluestone. After cutting and polishing, it becomes a wedge-shaped stone lock like this.
The front end is hollowed out to form a handle - a cylindrical handle that is easy to hold.
Lan Chen looked at the stone lock in his hand and muttered, "Isn't this the dumbbell from before? Weightlifting?"
Subconsciously, Lan Chen swung it and lifted it up several times, and said with a proud look on his face, "Old Zheng, this doesn't work, it's too light, change it. Otherwise, give me another one, I can practice it with both hands."
Lao Zheng said helplessly, "This is not how it is practiced. Stone locks are military camp equipment, and this is how they are practiced."
After saying that, I saw Old Zheng pick up the stone lock, lift it up, and also lift it... above his head.
Thrown into the air...
Before he could finish, he made a sudden stride, and when the stone lock fell, he accurately grabbed the handle!
He swung the stone lock down as if he was trying to relieve his strength, bent down and crossed the horse's steps, and threw it out again - from the back!
He caught it firmly again.
With a slight flick, he drew an elegant arc. This time he didn't use too much effort, as if he was adjusting it.
After catching it this time, I threw it hard again.
The stone lock seemed heavy, but in Lao Zheng's hands, it was completely messed up. He was doing acrobatics while holding a heavy stone!
Although his face was shocked, Lan Chen was observing Lao Zheng's every move, trying to glean something from it.
"call......"
After one set, Lao Zheng broke into a rare sweat.
He looked at Lan Chen's seriousness with pleasure and said slowly, "Shisuo attaches great importance to developing strength. Every movement requires mobilizing the strength of the whole body. Throwing the stone lock is not difficult, but catching it is difficult."
"Light, floating, skillful, and stable. Pay attention to skill rather than strength."
"Master, you only exercised your arm strength just now, but like me, you need to use wrist strength, arm strength, physical strength, and lower limb strength."
"In addition to hand catches, you can also catch with fists, elbows, and three-finger catches. It is also consistent with the principles of boxing and the use of weapons. There is a saying that only by raising your arms tens of thousands of times a day can you catch a tiger or a dragon with two arms."
Seeing Lan Chen's disbelief, Lao Zheng started practicing without saying a word.
He stood on horseback and punched, but he grabbed the handle of the stone lock and punched one after another, and then slashed forward like a sword.
There is quite a feeling of having a sword in your heart without a sword in your hand.
After a moment of silence, Lan Chen said resentfully, "Why didn't you teach me this good thing earlier? It's just too..."
The word 'handsome' is stuck in my throat but I can't get it out, and I can't express myself with all kinds of heroic words. Maybe this is the unique charm of a 'warrior'.
"It's too early to start practicing stone locks at the beginning. Your body and bones won't be able to bear it. But after a few days of practice, you can get on the right track."
"There are two books here, one is about the basic skills of stone locking, and the other is about the mastery of boxing and military use. Combining the two, you should be able to face most situations."
"Naturally, everything should be done in a cyclical and gradual manner, combining work and rest. Be careful not to get exhausted."
"Okay, then I'll give it a try."
Opening the book, holding the stone lock, he followed the example of each move.
Lao Zheng gave instructions, making his movements more standardized.
Only after practicing did I realize that this stone lock is really not simple.
Even though Lao Zheng was so nimble and light in his acrobatics, these were heavy stones, and the ones in his hands were even heavier.
After a while, Lan Chen started panting non-stop, and big beads of sweat gathered.
"Don't use brute force, use skill. Even when fighting with others, the same principle applies. One force can defeat ten, but skill can remove hundreds."
"Zama Step, if you want to be steady, use Dantian. If it doesn't work, just imagine that there is a flow of Qi flowing in the body. What you have to do is to use this Qi, not the strength of a certain part."
Obviously, this time Lao Zheng gave more guidance on practical applications, which also benefited Lan Chen a lot.
"Huh...I'm so tired this time. I didn't expect that I didn't receive it even once in the end."
"It's fine that you're not injured." Lao Zheng comforted him, "Practice twice in the morning and evening. When you can catch it, you can use it with boxing tools. I'll buy some medicinal materials tomorrow and bring them back. You can make more bubbles.
Let your bones rest."
"Then please, if you have any expenses, just ask Zhu Laosan to get it."
"Okay, young master, I'll take my leave now. Don't practice any more tonight."
"I know, I know." Lan Chen waved his hands feebly. He was paralyzed on the ground, and he still had the strength to do anything.
The gentle breeze blew past, bringing a bit of coolness, soothing his restless heart and soothing skin that was so hot.
Gradually, he even wanted to fall asleep like this, using the sky as his quilt and the earth as his mat. He was so happy.
"Forget it, go back to the house, I'm afraid I won't catch the cold if I lie down again."
When Lan Chen got up and went back to the house, he felt an inexplicable heat. He looked around and found that it was the hidden 'little sundial'.
He took it out in confusion and saw that the pointer on the small sundial was spinning like crazy. After spinning several times, it stopped.
Pointing tremblingly in a certain direction.
Lan Chen was confused, what was wrong with this 'little thing' that came from the Thief's Cave.
As he walked around, the pointer kept turning, and then Lan Chen discovered that the needle was pointed directly at the wellhead in the courtyard. This chapter has been completed!