Chapter 135 Murakami Zhongxin

Just then, a low male voice came from downstairs: "Xiao Min? Is there a guest?"

Lin Xiaomin jumped up from ** and shouted, "My father is back. Let's go down quickly." He looked a little flustered and rushed out of the room in a hurry. Yang Zhiyun said secretly, "Isn't he so nervous about cheating?" However, he still followed Lin Xiaomin out obediently. This is the first time that Lin Xiaomin let a boy into her room. Of course, she is a little afraid that her father will misunderstand when he sees something, but maybe it's really a good misunderstanding...

When Yang Zhiyun went down the stairs, he saw Lin Xiaomin take over a male handbag. It was her father Murakami CITIC. Murakami CITIC was only a little more than 1.7 meters tall, slightly shorter than Yang Zhiyun. He was thin and dressed in a gray suit. His whole body was well dressed, and his face was ruddy and unnecessary. He was not a sword eyebrow but bright. It can be seen that he should be a handsome man when he is young. There are several obvious silver wires on his temples. No matter how powerful the martial arts master is, he can't resist the erosion of the years.

Murakami Zhongxin looked up and saw Yang Zhiyun smile and said, "Is this Mr. Yang? I'm Xiaomin's father. Just call me Uncle Lin. The fluent Chinese is spoken from the mouth of Murakami Zhongxin. If you don't know that you are a foreigner, you can't see any difference from ordinary Chinese people.

Yang Zhiyun nodded and said, "How are you, Uncle Lin? It's really disturbing to meet you for the first time."

Murakami Nakanobu took off his coat and sat on the sofa and waved his hand: "Please sit down." He continued: "I heard from Xiaomin what happened in the morning. Although I have known this matter for a long time, I can't come forward to make the decision for Xiaomin. Thank you very much this time. I specially asked Xiaomin to ask you to invite you to dinner."

Yang Zhiyun waved his hand and said with a smile, "It's just a matter of raising my hand, and if Lin Xiaomin hadn't picked me up, I'm afraid I would really be seriously injured today."

Murakami Zhongxin has long noticed that Yang Zhiyun was wearing a Xiaomin's practice uniform and frowned and asked, "What's going on? Aren't you going to school?"

Yang Zhiyun nodded and said, "Well, I provoked a little hooligan a few days ago. I didn't expect to find someone to take revenge today, so I got hurt."

Murakami nodded and said with concern, "Come on, show me. Are you seriously injured?"

Lin Xiaomin beside him smiled and said, "It's okay. Yang Zhiyun's skin is as thick as a dead pig. Besides, his mother has already drugged him."

Murakami wrote to Xiaomin's forehead and smiled, "How do you talk? But Xiaomin's mother should be fine after seeing it. Her medical skills are much better than mine."

Yang Zhiyun felt a trace of warmth about the relationship between Murakami and CITIC. He suddenly added a lot of good feelings for him and asked, "Thank you for Uncle Lin's concern, but is it really that serious for your words about Sister Xiaomin?"

Murakami Zhongxin looked gloomy and was silent for a long time before he sighed, "It's not as simple as you think. When it comes to Xiaomin's mother's family, I won't make it clear here." This is a matter of confusion, but combined with the news that Lin Xiaomin heard, Yang Zhiyun can still hear it. After Tangmen gave up chasing and killing, he must have made a lot of agreements, and the village Zhongxin had to swallow his anger.

Murakami Zhongxin also seems to be very reluctant to mention this past. He changed the topic and said, "Yes, what you said to Lin Xiaomin in the morning is from Mr. Jin Yong's novel, right?"

Yang Zhiyun nodded and said in surprise, "Well, do you also know Jin Yong? He was a writer more than a hundred years ago.

Lin Xiaomin sat aside and said curiously, "Why haven't I heard of it?"

Murakami Zhongxin touched Lin Xiaomin's head and smiled and said, "Mr. Jin Yong is a famous martial arts novelist. I have basically read all his works, and I respect the martial arts tricks in it very much. However, I think it is appropriate to use the sentence in the Jiuyang True Sutra in this matter. It's really a young talent to read a lot of books at a young age. Ah."

Yang Zhiyun sweated a lot. If you knew that I was a textbook and didn't read novels, I'm afraid I wouldn't have said so.

The two were chatting vigorously when Xiaomin's mother suddenly poked her head out of the kitchen and said, "The head of the family, come here!" Murakami Zhongxin was stunned and smiled at Yang Zhiyun and said, "You talk to Xiaomin for a while." He stood up and walked to the kitchen and frowned, "What's the matter?"

Xiaomin's mother looked at her daughter in the living room and whispered, "Don't you see that Xiaomin likes this child?"

Murakami Zhongxin looked back in surprise. The two were chatting happily. They didn't see any vision. They couldn't help saying, "No? I didn't see it?"

Xiaomin's mother pushed Murakami Zhongxin and muttered, "What do you know!" Xiaomin practices at home all day. It's rare to have a chance to have a boy she likes, and she doesn't know how to make room for them!"

Murakami Zhongxin nodded to show his understanding. He stood in front of the kitchen and said to Yang Zhiyun, "Mr. Yang, you can talk to Xiaomin. I have to help in the kitchen." After saying that, he got into the kitchen and disappeared.

Yang Zhiyun turned his head and smiled and said, "Your father looks kind."

Lin Xiaomin held a cartoon cup and said, "It's usually good, but I don't know how strict it is when practicing!" You didn't see it."

Yang Zhiyun is annoyed because he doesn't know how to use skills in the game because the skill bar disappears after the second turn. An acquaintance happened to turn around and quickly asked, "Ah, Xiaomin, how to use skills after the skill bar disappears after the second turn?"

Lin Xiaomin said strangely, "What's the matter? Didn't your master teach you?

Yang Zhiyun said awkwardly, "I found a secret book for self-study and self-training without a master."

Lin Xiaomin's eyes turned and smiled cunningly and said, "Why do you want to tell you? Aren't you on the list? How awesome is it? Do you still need me to teach you?"

Yang Zhiyun is so angry that he is still jealous of his brother! Lin Xiaomin asked again, "Bright, you haven't said what's your name in the game?" Tell me to listen!"

Yang Zhiyun said angrily, "Why should I tell you! Guess for yourself!"

Lin Xiaomin smiled and said, "Just like a child, well, let me tell you, my master said that once you enter the world of practice, 'the wind moves from the heart, and the cloud is born at will. Nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing. It's the highest law."

The wind is moving from the heart, and the clouds are born at will. Nothing, no dust, what do you mean? Yang Zhiyun frowned and asked, "What's the solution to this? I don't quite understand."

Lin Xiaomin said with a straight face: "The heart moves at will, the intention goes with the heart, and feels your own heart, whether it is a game or martial arts in reality, heart! It is the most important thing to understand your heart, understand the power you want, understand the world, communicate with nature, and nature in your heart. You can do what you think is natural in your heart. If you do what you want, it is natural.

This passage is even more astringent. Yang Zhiyun frowned and said, "Can you explain it more clearly?"

Lin Xiaomin shook his head and said, "The more you explain martial arts, the more vague it is. Only by groping a little will you understand it. After you go back, you will slowly calm down and realize that it is right to follow what you think in your heart. You don't need to understand it. Martial arts is the same. Follow the body and let the body command consciousness."

This is no longer the realm that Yang Zhiyun can understand. Yang Zhiyun is just a military style. He doesn't understand martial arts at all and wonders, "Is it the kind of Qiyun Dantian?"

Lin Xiaomin smiled and said, "Do you know what Qiyun Dantian is?"

Yang Zhiyun blushed, but he had to ask if he didn't understand. He said, "Well, I haven't studied this."

Lin Xiaomin's index finger pointed to Yang Zhiyun's ** and said, "The strength here is Qiyun Dantian."

** Force? Isn't this too evil? Soon, Lin Xiaomin also found that her movements were a little unya and quickly withdrew her hand and said, "Anyway, you will know when you go back and try it yourself!"

Just in time, Xiaomin's mother's voice also came from the kitchen: "Xiaomin, Xiaoyun, it's time to eat." Lin Xiaomin just relieved her embarrassment and said, "Okay, let's eat, let's eat. When you go back, you will try it by yourself!" She stood up and ran to the kitchen to bring food for her mother. She also left the matter of asking about Yang Zhiyun's ID.

Murakami Zhongxin walked out of the kitchen and said to Yang Zhiyun, "Yang Zhiyun, come and wash your hands and eat."

Yang Zhiyun stood up and walked over. The village Zhongxin took Yang Zhiyun to the bathroom. The two stood in front of the washstand and put soap on the soap. The village Zhongxin lowered his head and said, "Treat Xiaomin well. She is a good child."

What? Yang Zhiyun was stunned. He didn't know clearly and stood there straight.