The next day, solemnly got up early in the morning, and ran to the back mountain at 4:50 at the agreed time to find the poplar pine forest.

When I went to the agreed place, I saw something boiling under the trees in the poplar pine forest as soon as I came out of the thatch

, walked in and took a look, only to find that Yang Songlin didn't know where to find a clay pot, set up left and right with bricks, and boiled with branches I don't know what I don't know.

solemnly approached, and smelled a strong smell of Chinese medicine in his nose.

"Old Yang, what are you cooking?"

Yang Songlin looked at the fire intently and said, "Potion." ”

Zhuang Zheng Qi said: "Do you still have to take medicine to practice your family's kung fu?" Isn't it some kind of power-enhancing elixir? ”

His mind immediately floated through the heroes in martial arts, who often had adventures before they became famous, either when they met peerless masters, or they inadvertently ate some panacea.

is like Guo Jing, the stupid boy in "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", didn't he bite to death a spirit snake that others had raised for many years and drank blood, which greatly increased his skills?

Looking at the solemn expression of expectation on his face, Yang Songlin couldn't help but say, "Where did you think of going?" This is an external application, which is used to wipe your hands after you hit the sandbag, to invigorate blood and dispel blood stasis, which is the ancestral secret recipe of our family. ”

solemnly said: "Engage in it for a long time, I thought it was used to drink." ”

Yang Songlin said: "No, this medicine has strychnine in it, which is highly poisonous, and it will hang up if you drink it." ”

After speaking, he took out a piece of paper from his pocket and handed it to Zhuang Yan.

"Well, this is the recipe, even if we don't practice together in the future, you can grab the medicine yourself, according to the amount on the recipe, remember not to mess around, you can't add the amount indiscriminately, remember not to splash your eyes, and don't drink, this thing is really poisonous."

Zhuang Yan was dumbfounded, took the prescription and glanced at it, and wrote some names of traditional Chinese medicine that he didn't know at all, one of which was really strychnine.

He muttered to himself in his heart, poisonous? Poisonous and dare to use it to wipe your hands?

Although he was nervous, he still put Fang Zi in his trouser pocket.

Now, since he has learned hard qigong from Lao Yang, he can only believe in Lao Yang.

So he asked, "Old Yang, where did you get these things?" ”

Yang Songlin said: "The boss of the cooking class, I gave him money, and when he went out to buy vegetables, he gave me medicine to buy it back, he is my fellow countryman." ”

He smiled solemnly and said, "Sure enough, there are people in the court who are easy to do." ”

On this day, under the guidance of Yang Songlin, Zhuang Yan began to learn hard skills.

The sandbags filled with sand were really terrible, and not long after the solemn morning fight, his fist was really swollen.

However, he was surprised to find that wiping his hands with the potion that Yang Songlin had given him was actually much easier to use than the bone water, and at night, the swelling was completely gone.

This made Zhuang Yan, a person who has always lived in the city and believes in Western medicine and modern science, almost dropped his jaw and completely subverted his three views.

In addition, Yang Songlin also taught Yan Yan how to practice qi.

At the beginning, Zhuang Zhuang felt that what Yang Songlin said was a bit of a chatter, what kind of qi gathered in the dantian, then ran Zhoutian, and then sank into the dantian......

On the first day of practice, solemnity is not essential.

Yang Songlin sat under the tree like an old monk in meditation, according to him, early morning is the best to practice, but also must be in the wild, because all things in the wild are full of aura, which is beneficial to qi practice.

Anyway, there is no progress in the solemn internal strength, but the fist kung fu is growing day by day, and the days with Yang Songlin, solemnly practiced to the end, and was able to use his fists to open bricks!

This was a solemn adventure in the teaching team, but he also obeyed Yang Songlin's words to himself, that is, he was not allowed to mention this matter to others again.

Zhuang Zhuang thought, maybe Yang Songlin really has urine, so he is afraid that others will know.

Once they knew, they all came to him to apprentice, and it was estimated that he didn't have to be a soldier anymore, and he would directly switch and teach apprentices in the army.

It was an eventful summer.

By the middle of the year, the trainees of the teaching team gradually became familiar with the environment, and those who were originally first-year soldiers began to boil out the smell of soldiers and turn oily.

Everyone began to think that the rank of private, which only had a small bar on his shoulder, was not imposing enough, so he asked the veterans to give the rank of private, corporal, and even sergeant, and hung it on their shoulders to live a veteran addiction.

Solemnity is no exception.

He wore a sergeant rank, which he had asked for from Luo Xiaoming.

The opposite of the recruits are the coaches and squad leaders of the coaching team.

As if they had seen everything, these old squad leaders began to love the rank of private, which was only a thin bar and somewhat pure.

This phenomenon reminded Zhuang Zheng of the words in some books he had read before.

It is said that what is lacking is what is made up.

The recruits lack the oil of the veterans, so they desperately want to make themselves a little more oily and become the appearance of veterans.

The veterans felt that they were about to leave the army, and they were somewhat reluctant in their hearts, but they were reluctant to speak out because of the identity of the squad leader and the dignity of the man, so they could only wear the rank of private, so that they could get back a trace of the youthfulness when they first joined the army from this almost naïve and illegal military behavior.

In fact, this strange behavior is similar to some fashionable phenomena in society, the tender like to pretend to be mature, and the mature like to pretend to be tender.

So, in that July, some strange changes took place in the teaching brigade.

I often see a very strange scene when gathering - an old haha private stands in front of the queue and shouts passwords, and the queue is full of senior soldiers, corporals, and sergeants, this funny and strange thing lasts for a long time, until the weird squadron leader Zhou Huping suddenly feels that something is wrong with the team in front of him after the roll call one day.

After a closer look, he said angrily: "Damn, you all adjusted your own ranks?" Does the squad leader not want to be the squad leader anymore? Want to be a private? How did the privates become corporals and sergeants? It's only been a fucking soldier for a few fucking years? ”

Seeing that the captain was angry, everyone quickly transferred the rank back the next day, and there was finally no weirdness before.

In the summer of that year, there were a lot of things going on in the teaching brigade, and a lot happened in the team in the third district.

In the end, the list of those who went to military schools came out, and many squad leaders of the teaching brigade were on the list and were admitted to the Army Academy with excellent results.

Those who go to school don't leave until August, so July has become the last carnival time for these paramilitary cadets in the original army.

During that time, among the squad leaders, there were often people who invited guests to drink in Lao You's shop.

That night, he was standing on the first shift, and an hour after the lights out, he suddenly saw a black shadow running towards him.

"Stop! Password! ”

Solemn immediately put the muzzle of the gun forward, opened the safety and pushed the bullet to load.

"Tempest! Rebate! ”

"Stone!"

"Malegobi! Majestic, hurry up and find two people to help! "The man ran to the light of the barracks.

solemnly fixed his eyes, it was actually Qian Zhongjun, the eighth squad leader!

"Eighth squad leader, what's wrong?"

Looking at Qian Zhongjun, who was sweating profusely and still wearing a vest, he solemnly estimated that he was in trouble.

He thought to himself, there have been enough bloody things recently, but don't make any more moths.