A total of six people walked out of the dense array and came to the front.
When the names of one or two people were called at the beginning, no one knew it clearly, but when all six people stood in front, even those who did not know these six people fully understood that these six people should all be comrades with second-class merit records!
And then, under the gaze of these six people, everyone else started the most common one-on-one empty-handed attack in the army after giving orders.
Finally, six winners were selected.
Then, these twelve people began to "take a vacation."
In a place like this, vacation generally has two meanings, one is a real vacation, and the other is a special mission. Due to the principle of confidentiality, it is always called a vacation.
The 12 people including Yang Minghai who were selected also thought that this time was a special mission. However, after flying all the way from the southwest to the northeast on the plane, they discovered that this mission seemed a bit weird until they entered the northeast camp.
Fight against one person, and it's also a wheel battle?
Is there such a powerful person?
After a night's rest, when they saw the chief, "Mr. Xu" the next morning, Yang Minghai and others couldn't help but look at him carefully.
Then their eyes shrank one by one.
For experts like them, it is still very easy to see whether a person can fight. Regardless of legs, feet, or arms, as long as he has practiced, there will be traces. To put it more clearly, a person who practices feet will walk.
His posture is different from others.
It's definitely different!
But they couldn't see anything about Mr. Xu.
I can’t tell whether I have practiced martial arts or not.
He doesn't look like he has practiced at all, but someone who has never practiced at all definitely doesn't look like this.
Can't tell the age.
He looks very young, but if you subconsciously judge him by his young age, there is an inexplicable and very strong violation!
Can't tell what it's for.
Really, nothing can be seen.
But this made Yang Minghai and others feel shocked.
Nothing can be seen from this, it is a very serious problem!
"Could this be a comrade on the secret front?" Several people murmured in their hearts, but then they felt that such an eye-catching person couldn't be on the secret front, right?
All the speculations vanished after taking action.
When they first met, Yang Minghai felt that this was a strong opponent.
After fighting for more than a dozen moves, Yang Minghai felt that this was a difficult opponent.
After fighting for twenty or thirty moves, Yang Minghai felt that this was a very terrifying opponent.
After fighting forty or fifty moves, Yang Minghai was already numb. He no longer had the intention or ability to speculate on what kind of opponent this was, but just used all his strength to vent his moves.
It's morning.
In the afternoon, Yang Minghai cooperated with acupuncture.
It was only then that he learned from local comrades that Mr. Xu was a disciple of a Chinese medicine practitioner.
A disciple of a Chinese medicine practitioner?
Then he is also a Chinese medicine practitioner?
Yang Minghai simply couldn't believe that a person with such extraordinary skills was actually a doctor! So what became of these "soldiers" who couldn't even touch the corners of other people's clothes?
Until he fell asleep during acupuncture.
Until he wakes up.
What does that feel like?
Not to mention just graduating from high school, Yang Minghai swore that even if he graduated with a doctorate, he would never be able to express the feeling of happiness after waking up.
So relaxing!
So comfortable!
And it was not until night, still from the mouths of local comrades, that Yang Minghai knew that compared with the most important things, ease and comfort were really nothing! It was simply not worth mentioning!
Such days lasted for three days.
Among Yang Minghai's group of twelve people, nine of them have already fought against Mr. Xu, and similarly, those nine people have been acupunctured by him.
By this time, there was no need for local comrades to spread the word. Yang Minghai and others had already discovered that after being treated with acupuncture once, all their ailments, big and small, seemed to have disappeared!
Yang Minghai practiced Iron Sand Palm hard for a while.
This thing is not mysterious at all, but it requires hard work to practice, and after practicing it, it is also very powerful. However, although he was taught by the coach at the time, Yang Minghai still did not take care of it properly and injured one of his hands.
Every morning and evening, or on cloudy days, his wrists and hand joints would be sore, cold and painful.
It's not very serious, but it's something that cannot be cured by law.
But now, two days later, Yang Minghai found that his hands no longer had any soreness or pain, not at all!
The situation of other people is similar to this.
This made them both surprised and admired when they discussed this matter together.
Mr. Xu is really amazing!
In fact, most of them do not have a deep understanding of medicine. Otherwise, the feeling at this time would not be "surprise" or "admiration", but would be doubting life.
Like Yang Minghai and others, there were several groups who came from other places. They did not participate in the daily training of the camp, and they only practiced by themselves in the martial arts field in the morning.
After the drill, everyone was talking about Mr. Xu.
However, in the morning of this day, they did not wait for the arrival of Mr. Xu. In the afternoon, Yang Minghai and his group of twelve people were announced by the leader of the team, "The vacation is over, everyone returns!"
Where is Xu Guangling?
He is in the library.
After getting the answer last night, today he searched for some related things in the library.
Which ones are relevant?
Bigu.
Fasting, fasting therapy.
Don’t eat after lunch.
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From ancient China to modern Western times, Xu Guangling flipped through many ancient books, books, and magazines, but after flipping through them for a long time, he discovered that although this search and flipping was not completely useless, it was basically of no use.
In fact, one way to put it is that at his current level, it is basically impossible to find answers to many of the problems he faces in secular written records.
Don't tell me the answer.
There is no record of the problem.
"It's so cold at high places." Xu Guangling sighed slightly as he put down another book.
In fact, it's not that I feel overwhelmed, but that I feel lonely.
What kind of mentality did Laozi and Zhuangzi have before they left their works?
In ancient China, there was the so-called three immortality of "making meritorious service, establishing virtue, and establishing words." Do they want to make meritorious service (their doctrines are used by emperors), or do they want to establish virtues and establish words (their doctrines serve as examples for future generations)? Or maybe they are none of these, but just to express themselves.
Some kind of "loneliness"?
At this moment, Xu Guangling suddenly had such a wonderful thought in his heart.
But of course, there is no answer to this question.
"Be self-reliant and have enough food and clothing." The next moment, Xu Guangling muttered this sentence in his heart, and then he held a book in his hand and began to immerse himself in himself.
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