Wei Xiaobao was taken aback after hearing this, 'myocardial infarction, poor qi and blood' Isn't this heart disease, it is still difficult to cure in modern science and technology, and the medical conditions are so backward in ancient times, so don't even think about it, it seems that you can only do your best and obey the destiny of heaven.

Wei Xiaobao hurriedly said, "Lang Zhong, please prescribe a few medicines, first wake up the old man, I have money, choose the best medicine to prescribe." At that moment, he took out a silver ticket, handed it to Lang Zhong, took the silver ticket with a smile, and glanced at it casually, Lang Zhongdeng's eyes widened, he didn't expect a child to be so generous as soon as he made a move, and it was hundreds of taels at every turn, and he hurriedly nodded and agreed to it, if he has money, he will do things well, and the prescription will be opened quickly, let Wang Lele buy the medicine, fry it for the old man to eat, and wait for a long time, the old man's face gradually became bloody, and he slowly woke up, Wei Xiaobao politely sent Lang Zhong away, and returned to the room again.

The old man woke up, saw that he was in a strange place, and was still lying on the bed, so he hurriedly got up and asked, "Where am I?" Who are you? ”

Wei Xiaobao hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Uncle, do you remember me, I saw that you fainted on the mountain, so I carried you here, just now the doctor gave you the medicine, it's no big deal, it's okay right away." ”

The old man saw clearly that it was Wei Xiaobao, and suddenly realized in his heart, "It turned out to be you, little brother, in fact, you don't have to lie to me, my own body, I know best, thank you so much." Wei Xiaobao hurriedly asked where his family lived and what relatives he had, after all, he was sick and needed someone to take care of him. The old man sighed helplessly and shook his head, "My family lives in Liuzi Lane in the east of the city, and I have no relatives at home. Then he got up and went home. Wei Xiaobao hurriedly helped, and also helped find a carriage and personally sent the old man back.

The old man's home is very simple, just a few ordinary grass houses, the yard is pleasantly fragrant, but also exquisite, although the house furnishings are simple, it is also quiet, just suitable for recuperation, but it is a pity that the old man is alone, and there is no one to serve him.

Wei Xiaobao settled everything for the old man, Wei Xiaobao went to the street to buy a lot of fresh fruits, snacks, and brand new bedding, knew that the old man loved to drink, and bought some good things needed for Longjing, in order to let the old man recover as soon as possible, he bought a few hens, a few carp and other supplements.

At noon, Wei Xiaobao personally made a hearty stewed chicken soup for the old man, the old man was very moved, his eyes were slightly moist, and he thought that he had been lonely for half his life, but he had an irrelevant child to take care of him so thoughtfully. Wei Xiaobao was busy for a long time, and after eating until the old man fell asleep, he went out of the yard.

After that, Wei Xiaobao ran to the old man when he was free, busy before and after, boiling water and cooking, chopping wood and sweeping the yard, telling and singing to the old man, coaxing him to be happy, the old man was tired, Wei Xiaobao gave him a beating of his legs, beating his back, and serving him very thoughtfully, originally wanted to hire a girl for him, but the old man was not happy to say anything.

Originally, Wei Xiaobao would not have done a loss-making deal, but for some reason, Wei Xiaobao, an old man who practiced Tai Chi, felt anxious in his heart, no matter how busy and tired he was, he didn't have any complaints in his heart, let alone care about those few silvers.

Soon, more than half a month passed in the blink of an eye, and the old man's body gradually improved. In the morning, he started to climb the mountain and boxing again, and when he saw Wei Xiaobao coming to climb the mountain again, the old man asked with a smile, "Xiaobao, are you interested in learning martial arts?" ”

Wei Xiaobao was overjoyed when he heard this, and said, "You know martial arts, why didn't I see it, wouldn't it be to teach me the tricks you play every morning, it's not a big deal, I don't need to teach, I will ...... too"

The old man said strangely, "You too, I don't believe it, give my old man a round and see." ”

Wei Xiaobao looked like him at the moment, and he fought according to the Tai Chi style he saw in his previous life, and after a circle, he couldn't help nodding his head and being happy, "How about it, it's not bad, I'm a genius prodigy, everyone knows about the streets and alleys of Yangzhou Xiaobao." ”

The old man was angry, and his beard was almost crooked, "Just like you, it's useless, it's just a fist and an embroidered leg, and it doesn't work when you fight with people." ”

Wei Xiaobao was embarrassed, and argued unconvinced, "What's the difference, I don't believe it, or you can beat me and take a look, hum..., what's the big deal?" ”

The old man didn't care, and said with a serious face, ""Taijiquan Spectrum Says" cloud: Ming Hongwu seven years, the ancestors of the ancestors, ploughing and reading, and with yin and yang to open and close, the body of the body, compared with the descendants to digest and drink the method, the reason with Taiji, hence the name Taijiquan. In the Qing Dynasty, Taiji evolved into five styles, which were divided into Wu style, Chen style, Wu style, Yang style, and Sun style, each with its own characteristics. ”

Speaking, the old man's feet are naturally upright, there are no distracting thoughts in his heart, his left foot is gently opened to the left and the width of his shoulders, his toes are forward, his hands are raised to the level of his shoulders, his palms are downward, his shoulders are lower, his shoulders are lowered, and his hands are pressed down to the abdomen, a Tai Chi style is quite stance, the old man's left foot is closed on the inside of his right foot, and at the same time, his right arm is raised and bent on his chest and shoulder level, and his left hand arcs to the right in front of his abdomen, and the palms of his hands are relatively ball-hugging...... Huhu set of Tai Chi played, Wei Xiaobao only felt that his eyes lit up, but he didn't expect to be beaten from the old man's hands, the momentum was extraordinary, unlike those old men who danced around the streets, thinking about it, if everyone could play real Tai Chi, wouldn't they all become heroes.

After a circle, seeing Wei Xiaobao's stunned eyes, both eyes straightened, the old man smiled and said, "How is it?" Accept it, if you don't accept it, you come to beat me, what ability do you have to use it, let you see the true power of Tai Chi, Chinese martial arts, a long history, Tai Chi can be passed down to this day, naturally there is a reason for him. ”

Wei Xiaobao thought to himself, "Although I haven't practiced martial arts, after all, I exercise every day, my body is sturdy, I am young, and my skills are also dexterous, so I might as well give him a try." ”

At that moment, Wei Xiaobao rushed to the old man and punched him, and shouted kindly, "Be careful, old man." The old man didn't care, his body lowered slightly, his right hand grabbed Wei Xiaobao's fist, and Wei Xiaobao flashed over as soon as his body turned.

Wei Xiaobao was furious, thinking to himself, "I'm so bad, it's all over with one move, no, come again." At that moment, the left punch and the right leg fought with the old man, and after half an hour, Wei Xiaobao was already panting like a cow, out of breath, but from beginning to end, Wei Xiaobao didn't even touch the old man's body.

The old man is kung fu is heart is naturally impressed, admiration, I didn't expect to let myself meet a master outside the world, and suddenly thought again, it seems that "The Legend of Deer and Ding" does not have such a person.

The old man saw that Wei Xiaobao was convinced, and smiled slightly, "Xiaobao, I see that your bones are amazing, it is a material for martial arts training, as long as you practice diligently, he will definitely achieve great success in the future." ”

Then he said, "You and I have a fate, I am the twentieth generation of Chen-style Taiji, I am used to being free, not a formal person, you don't have to worship me as a teacher, the right to be a fate between the two of us, to be a New Year's friend, how about it?" ”

can say this, the old man also has his own helplessness, although this little kid has been taking good care of himself, but only this politeness really makes the old man speechless, he can be his grandfather at this age, but Wei Xiaobao didn't move back and shouted directly "Old man, old man..."

Wei Xiaobao nodded happily at the moment, thinking to himself, "Back then, Huang Rong made a few good dishes to trick Hong Qigong into beating the dog stick, think about it is not because he takes good care of the old man on weekdays, he has no money to repay himself, so he has to pass on his kung fu, it must be like this." ”

The old man punched again, handing over the essence of the moves to Wei Xiaobao, and it was almost noon before the two of them went down the mountain. Since then, Wei Xiaobao has played once every day when he runs and climbs the mountain, and the old man will also point out from the side, coming and going, spring and winter, and soon learning Taijiquan seven, seven, eight, eight, eight, and eight, the old man feels more and more gratified, and finally has the mantle inherited. After practicing this day, the old man told Wei Xiaobao to come to his house another day to explain something.

Wei Xiaobao didn't care, and came to the old man's residence the next day. I knocked on the door, but when I saw that there was no movement, I thought the old man was sleeping, so I pushed open the door and shouted a few times, "Old man, old man, are you there, I came to see you." ”

No one responded, Wei Xiaobao entered the house and saw that there was no figure in the house, Wei Xiaobao thought to himself, "What is the old man doing?" It's strange to call yourself and not meet. ”

After carefully turning around the house a few times, Wei Xiaobao suddenly saw a note under the pillow, which read, "Xiaobao, you and I have a fate, I see that although you like to play around, you make trouble everywhere, you don't have a good line all day long, and your heart is not bad, pass on your martial arts, I hope to remember not to act against the sky in the future, the old man I am used to idleness, I have always been alone, idle clouds and wild cranes, I know that time is short, I want to go out to see the great mountains and rivers, don't worry." The old man had a son in his early years, lost when he was two years old, and has not been found, which has always been a big regret in the old man's life. See you soon. ”

There was really a piece of jade pendant under the note, nothing unusual, and when I looked at it, I saw two small characters engraved on it, 'Yonghua', and Wei Xiaobao put it away without thinking too much.