Chapter 84 Aging
Chapter 84 [The Past of the Past] (Part I)
Bao Zhilin?
Bao Zhilin!!!
What do these three wordsmean? What kind of fame and light does it represent behind it?
When I hear these three thunderous words, I think many people will immediately think of a series of prominent names:
Guangdong Ten Tigers... Head Coach of the Civil League... Foshan Shadowless Footsteps...
The famous Master Huang, Huang Feihong!!!
What is Baozhilin? That's Huang Feihong's medicine hall and martial arts school!!
Who is Huang Feihong? That's the best martial arts master in China in the late Qing Dynasty!!
Of course, the so-called "Foshan Shadowless Foot" is not available at all in reality. It's just a fabrication in filming to meet the needs of the story and characterization.
Huang Feihong in real history is not good at leg skills, but he is recognized as a master of Shaolin boxing in the Southern School and a famous master of "Hongquan" in the late Qing Dynasty!!
There are many people playing Hongquan in the world, but Bao Zhilin... Good boy, he is the direct descendant of Huang Feihong, the master of Hongquan's generation!
No wonder...
I looked at the plaque on the wall and didn't recover for a long time... And at this moment, my brothers finally saw the plaque, even Ciro.
Bao Zhilin, I think most people of my age and my brothers have heard it countless times from countless movies and TVs. The three words Huang Feihong, of course, is also a famous generation of martial arts... Shit. That's just an idol!
I didn't expect that I kicked the hall to Huang Feihong's home...
Fortunately, it has been a century since Huang Feihong died, otherwise... hehe!
These brothers, including Ciro, all look strange. Everyone's expression seemed to swallow an egg in one bite. Ciro suddenly reached out and patted his cheek gently. He didn't know whether he was sighing or helpless. He muttered in a low voice, "I didn't expect that I lost to Huang Feihong's apprentice, and it was indeed not wrong to lose."
If it was an ordinary martial arts school, I would pick it, but I actually picked it on Bao Zhilin's head. I couldn't help but restrain my arrogance, took a deep breath, and turned my head to look at the young man. He said slowly, "It turned out to be after the famous family, hey hey! Disrespectful!"
The young man immediately showed a little arrogance on his face, and his nose snorted heavily.
Look at the arrogance on his face. I'm a little unhappy...
Humph, Bao Zhilin, even if it's really Bao Zhilin, so what?
If it was a hundred years ago, Bao Zhilin in the era of Huang Feihong, of course, was admired by everyone. Even if you lend me the courage, I won't run to Huang Feihong to fight alone!
But now, I don't know how many generations Huang Feihong has passed on. The so-called "Baozhilin" has stores in China, Southeast Asia, and even the United States, but most of these stores are independent. In those years, Huang Feihong received a group of disciples, and then the disciples accepted the disciples, which were passed down from generation to generation. Among them, there are authentic direct disciples, and of course, there are also some people who have learned a little and went out to rely on the prestige of the master.
As for the "Baozhilin" in front of us, who knows how much it has to do with the authentic faction of the real Huang Feihong?
It may also be, it is indeed opened by the direct descendants of Huang Feihong, and there is indeed a family inheritance... If that's the case, I'd better turn around and leave. How many years have I been learning martial arts? Even if my master praised me for my good qualifications and I studied diligently, but compared with the famous family edified by this authentic family... I am still a little self-aware.
However, it is also quite possible... The Baozhilin in front of him is just a person who has nothing to do with Huang Feihong. After a century, Huang Feihong's disciples have been passed down from generation to generation. In addition, in recent decades, all kinds of film and television evidence have desperately heated up this generation of martial arts masters in the late Qing Dynasty. God knows where so many Huang Feihong's disciples and disciples have emerged in the world.
But considering the other party's curator, he almost disabled my number one general, Ciro... I don't think this Baozhilin should be a smuggler!
It's just the arrogance on this young man's face, which still makes me unhappy!
"Humph!" I hummed heavily in my nose, and then looked at me and said coldly, "Bao Zhilin? What about Bao Zhilin? You really think you are Huang Feihong!"
Looking at the young man's face changing slightly, I continued to sneer and said, "Of course, Huang Feihong is very famous, but the past hundred years have come. I don't know how many people in the world are Huang Feihong's disciples and grandchildren. It seems that anyone who can have a little relationship with Huang Feihong likes to Bao Zhilin's brand is used to scare people.
With that, the anger in my heart has come down.
Indeed, at the beginning, I was really shocked by the three words Bao Zhilin! As the saying goes, the name of a man is the shadow of a tree! These three words are really thunderous, and you can't accept them.
But what about Huang Feihong? No matter how powerful Huang Feihong is... it was more than a hundred years ago!
Not to mention Huang Feihong, even Huo Yuanjia, humph, Huo Yuanjia's direct descendants, now there is not even a martial arts practitioner!! Now Huo Yuanjia's descendants have not practiced martial arts for a long time, but simply got a Huo Yuanjia Museum in their hometown to make money.
I was a little settled in my mind, and I regained my confidence.
The young man was so angry with me that he pointed to me and said, "Okay! Since you look down on people, I'll show you the power of Bao Zhilin today!"
"Young people, after all, young people can't calm down." I smiled and looked at this guy: "Can you represent the three words Bao Zhilin? Come on, this is Canada. Can you represent the three words Bao Zhilin by yourself? All I know is that the real authentic Baozhilin's total number seems to be still in Guangdong, China! Also, I'm here to kick the gym today, not to fight with people like you. It's okay if you want to do it with me, but can you represent your house owner? Kicking the hall, young man, do you understand kicking the hall?
The young man was choked by me and couldn't speak, but he gritted his teeth and didn't dare to answer.
Kicking the hall is not as simple as a group fight. According to the rules, kicking the hall is to directly find the most powerful master in the martial arts school. If the most powerful master in the martial arts school loses, then the reputation will plummet in the future, and you can no longer raise your head. If it is heavy, you will simply close the door honestly and have no face to continue to open the hall!
I made it clear that I played in the hall, that is, to find the opponent's most powerful master to play! This young man is just a disciple. How dare he take my words?
But his face turned red. My sentence just now, "What is a young man is a young man?" I taught him a lesson with such an old-fashioned posture. Naturally, he was very angry, because in the final analysis, I was a few years younger than him!
Just as a group of guys on the other side and my brothers looked at each other angrily, a cold "hum" came from behind us, that is, the entrance gate outside.
Then I heard a strong and majestic voice: "It's so majestic, so evil! Who is coming to kick the stadium? Stand up."
After saying that, he walked into a middle-aged man from the door, wearing a simple jacket. He was burly, but his steps were extremely elegant and light. He came through the door in a few steps, but there was no sound of footsteps. Moreover, it was clear that my men and I blocked his way, but on the left and right side of his body, he quickly passed through the gap between us, and even so fast that I couldn't see it clearly!!
His body movements are so fast, but with an indescribable calm courage. In an instant, he has come to the door of the martial arts training ground and scolded the young man, "I usually teach you a lesson. Don't be proud and complacent. At a young age, don't know that these words have been forgotten?"
The young man looked aggrieved, but honestly bowed his head and answered, "Yes, Master!"
The big man turned around, looked at us, and said slowly, "I'm the owner of this house. Aren't you going to kick the hall?"
This man is about 1.8 meters tall, with a tiger's back and a bear's waist. He is extremely majestic. His face is square, his facial contours are spit out, and his eyes are bright. He is about forty years old. He stood in front of him like this, but he immediately gave birth to a little dignity!
But it was biased. When his eyes saw me, his face suddenly changed! And I'm also stunned!
The expression on the face of this middle-aged man was strange, and then he was surprised. In the end, the surprise turned into anger in an instant!
He stared at me for a long time, and then suddenly breathed. He sneered and pointed to me: "Okay! OK! I've heard that there is a famous underworld leader on the Vancouver underworld, called 'Little Fifth Brother', and what's called 'Five Master'... Hey! All right! All right! Unexpectedly, it's you! Well, Chen Yang, if you don't learn, you have become a hooligan leader!!"
"Damn, what are you talking about! Who is the hooligan leader!" Before I said anything, my hammer was hot-tempered. He usually respected me the most. When he heard someone disrespectful to me, he was the first to rush up and punched the big man.
I was already stunned, but then I suddenly came to my senses. Seeing that the hammer was about to hit the big man's face with a punch, I had no time to shout: "Ah!! Leave mercy!!!"
Chapter 84 [Ans of the Past] (Part 2)
Bang!
I saw that the big man was standing there and didn't even mean to dodge at all. Seeing that the hammer was about to hit him, he suddenly kicked quickly under his feet, and he didn't even see his movements clearly. Then after the " bang", the hammer had been kicked horizontally by him and bounced out...< /P>
Fortunately, I shouted that sentence. The hammer was kicked out by him and fell on the ground. I was just shocked to the ground, but I didn't get hurt.
Now all the people I brought did it, and they were about to jump up. I quickly shouted, "Shut up! Stop it! No one is allowed to do it!!"
I quickly stretched out my hands and grabbed the two brothers standing in front of me, and then stopped the people behind me with my own body. My face also changed several times at this moment. I looked straight at the big man in front of me, and my eyes were even more complicated, but finally, I even felt that my eyes seemed to be a little wet.
I didn't seem to believe it. I tried my best to wipe my eyes and looked at the big man carefully. Only then was I finally sure that I was really right.
Then. Instead of being angry, I laughed!
I turned around and pulled the hammer up from the ground. The hammer was not hurt, but shook its head hard. He muttered, "Damn it! With a quick kick, I didn't even understand it. This kick was wronged!"
I patted the dirt on his body with a smile. I even smiled with a little joy and said, "No injustice, no injustice, not to mention you, I can't avoid this leg."
I let go of the hammer and walked respectfully to the big man. I honestly lowered my hands, bowed my head and shouted, "Big brother!"
I shouted like this. Immediately, the whole audience, except for me and this man. Everyone was stunned!!
The big man still looked at me with anger on his face. He seemed to open his mouth to say something, but he seemed to hold back and just looked at me deeply with complicated eyes.
I quickly sighed to my brother beside me, "Oh, don't be stunned. This is my brother, my eldest brother! Put down your fists one by one... Alas, there is no need to fight. My brother, it's so easy to beat me and eat cabbage. Where are your opponents? Come and meet my brother..."
But my brother didn't give me face. He snorted heavily at me and went into the martial arts arena.
I was left on the spot by him in front of so many people, but I was not angry at all. I just smiled bitterly and waved to my subordinates. Ciro sat in a wheelchair, and he also looked shocked: "Just five... he. Is he really your brother?
I looked at Silo with a guilty expression on my face: "I'm sorry... Silo, he is really my brother... Alas, I'm here to avenge you today, but I didn't expect it to hurt my brother."
Silo was stunned for a moment, and suddenly a strange light appeared on his face: "Damn it! He is your brother! His kung fu is so awesome that he is actually your brother! Xiao Wu! Is your brother from Baozhi Forestland? Are you...***are you also Huang Feihong's apprentice? Shit-! Shit!!" He was excited for a while, and then sighed: "Oh, no wonder I can't beat him..." He seemed to see the guilt on my face and immediately understood what I meant: "Gangwu, stop it, I understand your pain. Um... I also hurt your brother's son. The two of us are almost the same, and I won't lose. Alas... It's just that how did this happen?"
"Bao Zhilin... I didn't know that my brother was Bao Zhilin's person... Alas, no, is my master also from Bao Zhilin? But it's not right. My master didn't mention it back then!"
I looked at the gate of the martial arts arena, and my heart was also confused. I don't know how many moods poured out...
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In those years, when I was ten years old, I worshipped my master. Originally, I thought that my master was an inconspicuous little barber in the county, but I was just completely in the curiosity of a young boy. In addition, under the influence of martial arts novels and kung fu movies, I would inevitably be interested in learning martial arts.
In that case, I left my parents alone to go to school in the county. A boy was alone in other places and was inevitably bullied by other boys in those schools. I'm also a boy from other places. I don't have many friends. I'm arrogant and have a strong temper. It's normal to fight with other male classmates at ordinary times. In fact, my parents sent me to study in that county school for my own good, because the school in that county is famous in the whole province, and the promotion rate is very high.
By chance, one day after school, I fought with a few male classmates. I fought three times. In the end, I was beaten until my nose was bleeding, the corners of my mouth were broken, and my school uniform was torn. The place where we fought was in front of Master's barbershop. I usually had a haircut in this barbershop. Master was a seemingly kind old man. When he saw that I was bullied by several people, he came out to drive those guys away.
He knew that I was studying alone in other places, and my home was not in the local area. Master has never had a son in his life. It seems that he likes a little boy like me very much. He led me into the barber shop, washed my face, and took a potion to wipe my wounds.
Later, when he saw that I was beaten badly, he said, "Do you want to learn something? I'll teach you both hands, and at least you don't have to be bullied in the future.
Then, he taught twice... just twice. That is, the most superficial capture method.
I didn't care at that time, and I didn't pay attention to such an old man in my heart. But every two days, I fight with my classmates again. As a result, he used it in a hurry. Who knew that he put the strongest and tallest sports committee member in the class who was fighting with me... At that time, I was only ten years old and a little thin. He is not tall. Usually, I can't fall down that guy even if I try my best, but this time I easily let him down!
I was not a fool in the first place, and I immediately realized something. That afternoon, I even quietly escaped a class and ran to the barbershop to find my master.
I asked him to teach me more, but he refused. Later, I heard from my master that he just saw that I was beaten pitifully, and I had a haircut at his place. He also heard that I was alone in other places to go to school. It's very pitiful. Seeing that I was bullied badly, just teach me both. Just pity me, so that I can barely protect myself in the future.
Master naturally refused me at first, but I was originally cruel in my nature. He refused, so I kept pestering soft and hard bubbles.
Finally, the master nodded. But at the beginning, he didn't teach me real kung fu, but just asked me to follow him to exercise. In fact, he is still secretly investigating me.
The following things are much simpler.
I became the master's youngest apprentice, and I was also the master's last apprentice. I originally read martial arts novels and martial arts movies, and thought that learning martial arts was to practice martial arts with a secret book, but when I really learned it, I almost couldn't stand it.
Among other things, it's just Zamabu, which is killing people!
There is also daily exercise of muscles and bones, commonly known as "touting tendons"... In fact, it is to exercise ligaments!
Master didn't teach me anything for the first few months, and just let me do something boring. I really started to learn something. Still a year and a half later, Master absolutely did my investigation. He felt that I was still good and tenacious enough, so he began to officially accept me as an apprentice!
In those years, I practiced kung fu with my master. In addition, there were four or five children. Except for me, the other three were all local. And unfortunately, one of my seniors, after I studied for two years, went to study in other places because he went to high school, so he did not continue to practice martial arts with his master, and then it was over.
But the general environment was like this in those years. In this era, who will focus on martial arts practice? In contrast, it is important to study.
I practiced martial arts with my master, from the age of ten to the age of 18! Eight years!
I know that in eight years, I can't learn any real advanced martial arts. And the master has always told me very clearly that among his apprentices, I should have learned the least.
Master has a total of five apprentices (It's strange that it seems that I have something to do with the number five all my life. However, my nickname is Xiaowu, but it didn't start at that time. But when I returned to Nanjing and was driving with people, a few friends I knew began to be called 'Xiaowu'). Among these five apprentices, the strongest in kung fu is naturally the big brother!
I was only ten years old when I became a teacher, and my eldest brother was already twenty-five years old! He is the only one of us who lives in the master's house, because the eldest brother seems to be a distant relative of the master... Whether it is true or not, I don't know, anyway, that's what it was said at that time. Although in those years, I have never seen my master pass by any relatives.
There are five of our brothers, and one left halfway. Among the remaining four people, although the other two are students like me, their families are all local and live at home every day. Only me, because I used to live in the school, but later I worshipped my master and simply lived in my master's house.
Because of this, my relationship with the eldest brother is also very good.
The eldest brother has been following the master for many years! When I entered the school, the eldest brother seemed to be just twenty-five years old. I heard that he began to practice martial arts with his master at the age of eight... It can be imagined...
What the master usually teaches us, he can't keep staring at us. Most of the time, it is the elder brother who supervises us to practice. I was the youngest one in those years, and I was the latest to get started, and my foundation was the worst. At the beginning, I was also trained very badly. I cried bitterly during the day, and there was no place that didn't hurt when I lay in ** at night.
Big brother sometimes. In the evening, I will bring medicinal wine to my room and apply medicine to me. He will also give me a massage. Most of the time, I fell asleep drowsily under his strange massage technique.
Big brother's face is cold. I don't like to talk too much, and I don't like to laugh. And when supervising our practice, he was also very strict and refused to release water. Every time as long as we make mistakes, sometimes the master will punish us with rattan! But most of the time, it's the big brother who fights, so we are all afraid of him.
But the eldest brother also moved us. Every time we were beaten, the next day, the master would make winter melon sparerib soup for us to eat, and every time I saw the eldest brother go out to buy vegetables. When we three kids come back with ribs and winter claws on the bike, they will cheer. He rushed up to help him carry the vegetables into the kitchen.
Speaking of kung fu, the one I admire most in the world is undoubtedly the master! However, in addition to the master, what I fear most is the eldest brother! Big brother's kung fu is very good!
Because when we practiced kung fu, we only practiced by ourselves. Only the eldest brother, he can really have a trick with the master!!
But unfortunately, it was when I was 15 years old. The eldest brother is gone. He left his master's house.
I don't know why the eldest brother left, but I just vaguely know that it seems that the eldest brother went back to his hometown to inherit the family. At that time, I didn't know much about what the eldest brother's family was doing. But at the age of 15, I also understand that martial arts can't be practiced for a lifetime, and the eldest brother can't live in the master's house for the rest of his life. He is a man. He wants to live, work, make money, and have his own life!
Can you practice martial arts as a meal?
Big brother has been away for a long time. Master is not in a good mood.
Later, once I boldly asked my master, and I asked him how successful he had learned.
Master would not have answered my question, but he told me the truth when he drank a little wine that day.
Four of our brothers... The one who has left the place doesn't count.
I have probably learned Master's three or four successful husbands, and my other two brothers are similar to me, but a little stronger than me. The one who really learned his kung fu is the big brother!
Master said that when the eldest brother left, he already had seven or eight points of his skills. Even when he was young, at the age of the eldest brother, he may not be better than the eldest brother.
Master said that if the end is right, the eldest brother can really make a move with him, and if neither side kills him, the eldest brother may not be sure to lose!
In those years, I didn't know the depth of the sky, so I boldly asked, "What about me? How many points can I win if I fight with the eldest brother?
I remember that Master looked at me and smiled: "You? Your eldest brother let you do it one by one, and you can hold on in front of him for ten minutes, even if you work hard!"
I was still a little unconvinced at that time. Master patted me on the shoulder with a smile and sighed. He told me at that time, "Gongzi, don't be unconvinced. Your roots are much worse than your big brother, and your foundation is not as good as his. Coupled with your nature, alas... There are a lot of things, not my master's bias, but what I can't teach you! I'm afraid you'll get into trouble! So, you can't learn a lot of things from me. Your big brother is different. Basically, he took out everything he could.
paused for a moment, and the master said to me again, "I said, he asked you to do it one by one. It's good that you can hold on in front of him for ten minutes. This is still good. It is calculated according to the current gap between the two of you. If it's another ten years... the gap between you and him will get bigger and bigger!"
At that time, I was not convinced and said that I didn't believe it: "I have been practicing hard for the past ten years. Even if I can't catch up with him, how can I be dragged further and further by him?"
"Dongzi, for the sake of practicing kung fu to your big brother, you are no longer in the same level as you. After ten years of practice, he can catch up with me. You are different from him. If you practice for another ten years, you can only add a little on your current basis. He... Hey hey, when he gets to his realm, the higher he goes up, the more obvious the gap between him and you is... This is fate, and it is also a personal creation, which can't be forced.
Master has never lied to me in his whole life. According to his old man, today, more than ten years later, the big brother's ability is not the same as mine at all... If you really want to fight with me... How long can I survive under him?
The eldest brother hasn't come back since he left his master's house.
The last time I saw him was at the master's funeral. The master passed away. Several of our brothers gave him filial piety, and the eldest brother just rushed back at that time. That was the last time I saw Big Brother.
In my memory, the last sentence he said to me, at that time, our four brothers hugged each other, and the eldest brother said to us, "Be good people, don't let your master's efforts..."
For a moment, the eldest brother gritted his teeth and said to us, "If any of you dare to do wrong with the skills taught by your master, if I know, I will break someone's leg!"
In those years, several of us suddenly lost our master, especially me. At that moment, we looked at the eldest brother and almost regarded him as the shadow of the master. We had a headache and cried, and the eldest brother left. When the eldest brother left, he left us a phone call, but after I returned to Nanjing, I had been unsatisfactory. Later, I sold the house left by my parents and worked in a nightclub. In my heart, I always had a sense of inferiority and self-abandonment, and there was almost no more I contacted my brothers.
It's just...
Master has taught me for so many years, but I have never heard that he is the descendant of Huang Feihong!! Now how did the eldest brother open a "Baozhilin" in Canada?