Fang Jie opened the booklet the old man handed him and looked at it. What he saw after this time was not a nude woman with every detail, but there was still a picture on the first page, which showed a man with perfect body proportions. And of course nude. All the acupuncture points, qi channels, and qi sea dantian on this man's body have been marked out, and there are many small characters beside it.
Such a picture can be seen in any book on the introduction to practice.
It can be said that the location of every air pocket on this map and the direction of every air vein are deeply recorded in Fang Jie's mind. Even if he is asked to draw it now, he will never draw a little bit of failure. He longed to be able to practice by himself, and the effort he put in was unimaginable.
Although he had already memorized such a map by heart, Fang Jie still read it carefully. Finding that this picture was no different from the ones he had seen before, Fang Jie still felt that since the old man had given him this book, there must be something deep in it. After reading it again, he still found nothing new.
Turning to the second page, it is still a picture.
It's still the man with perfect body proportions, and it's still marked in that detail.
Fang Xie looked at it for a while, then went back. Just like playing to find the difference, I looked at it before and after, and finally found some subtle differences. But it's just that there are two very thin air veins that are slightly deviated. He turned to the third page, and it was still the same picture. Fang Jie looked at the previous two pages again, and it took a full half an hour to find out the subtle differences between the three pictures.
fourth page.
When Fang Xie saw this picture, his eyes lit up immediately.
In the picture on the fourth page, the man's body has obviously undergone great changes. In this picture, the sea of qi in the man's body is hidden by the shadow painting method, so it cannot be seen. The Qi meridians are much more than the characters in the previous pictures, but it seems that the Qi meridians are very thin and densely packed.
Fang Jie quickly turned to the fifth page, and found that the man in this picture could see the sea of air clearly again, and it was huge, much bigger than the people in the pictures on the previous pages. But the man in this picture has only a few Qi meridians in his body, but they are very thick.
"People look the same, with facial features, internal organs, hands, feet and limbs."
The old man knocked the peanut in his mouth and said: "But in terms of practice, everyone is different. The difference is not only the difference in the size of the sea of qi, the number of open air pockets, and the thickness of the air veins. If It is not an easy task to find out how many secrets are hidden in the human body."
"These pictures represent different physiques?"
"Um."
The old man nodded: "These pictures are all very good physiques. The first picture can be seen in the introductory practice chapters of various sects. But people think it is just a simple picture Explain, in fact, this picture shows a genius with one hundred and twenty-eight air pockets fully opened. This is the most perfect physique for cultivation in theory. If any sect gets such a disciple, it often means that this sect will be here. Man is carried forward."
Fang Jie was silent for a while and then asked, "Are these pictures hand-painted by seniors?"
"Drawing for fun when I have nothing to do."
The old man smiled, pointed to the books all over the room and said: "There is nothing else here, but there are plenty of books. And I have more time than others, so I read more. The first three pictures are in many classics. It can be seen that the paintings are all genius physiques with one hundred and twenty-eight air pockets fully opened. However, there are still subtle differences. The following pictures will not appear in any sect classics... because theoretically , the people represented by these pictures cannot practice cultivation.”
"No one is so bored to carefully draw all the emoticons that can't practice physique, except me."
"Take it back and take a good look, the more careful the better."
The old man smiled and said: "The last few pages are some of my reading experience over the years. It may not be helpful to you, but it will not be harmful. There are also a few pictures of meridian and active movements that I drew. Doing it can promote blood circulation, in short, there are still some benefits."
Fang Jie solemnly put the thin book into his arms, then stood up and bowed: "Thank you for your enlightenment, senior."
"It's just that I am idle and bored to have some fun for myself."
The old man waved his hand indifferently: "I have been cleaning and tidying up this library for many years. You are the most interesting little guy I have met in so many years. Since many memories of the past have been blurred, I have to do it again before I die. A few interesting things... I'm not used to meddling in anyone's fate, but I just think you and I have some fate, so I'll treat it as a gift to meet you."
Fang Jie said: "I don't know how to repay you..."
"After a while..."
The old man thought for a while and said: "I may go out again, this trip will take a long time, so I need a young and smart person to take care of me. There are not many people in the yard who are pleasing to the eye. , you are not bad... After going out this time, an old man like me will definitely not walk around easily again. If you really want to repay, just take care of my old man for a while."
"But… "
Fang Jie said: "In a few days, I will go to Yongzhou in the southwest, and it will take about half a year to come back."
"Then I'll wait for you to come back."
The old man smiled and said, "Anyway, I still have some time."
"Where are you going?"
Fang Xie couldn't help asking.
"Let's see, if my energy can still handle the past, I will come back and continue to dawdle after I finish my work. If my energy can't handle it, after I finish my work, I plan to go to the places I have been to. I haven't contacted you for many years. old friends will meet."
"good."
Fang Jie nodded: "I will tell Your Majesty to come back from the southwest as soon as possible to accompany you on this journey."
"No rush."
The old man shook his head slightly: "If I just sit still and do nothing, and the old turtle curls up in this library like sleeping, I can still live for a while."
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When Fang Jie left the Academy of Martial Arts, he kept wondering about the identity of the old man. Before he entered the library today, he never thought that the old man would be a master of Taoism. But although the old man didn't make it very clear today, he didn't deny that he had a special status.
Fang Jie was very curious, who is he
Then Fang Jie still naturally thought of the perverted old monk who appeared at the last moment in Jin Yong's famous novel Tianlong Babu that he had read in his previous life to hold the honor of Shaolin Temple. If this old man is really that powerful, Fang Xie will have to lament his good luck.
It's just a bag of peanuts every day, but in exchange for the advice of an expert.
The more I think about it, the more beautiful it becomes, so Fang Jie's mood is also very beautiful. He calculated the time and arrived at Sanjinhou Mansion just in time for lunch, so he gave up the plan of taking a horse-drawn carriage through the city. He is a person who likes to walk, he likes to walk on the street to observe all kinds of people, and then tell himself to adapt to this world like those common people. For more than ten years, although the memory of the previous life is still there, it has indeed become somewhat blurred.
There are more and more people and things in this world in my mind. Except for the relatives in the previous life, many things have become blurred in my memory, and I can't figure out the cause and effect even if I think about it carefully.
Sometimes Fang Jie still worries that one day his memory of his previous life will suddenly be erased by something, and he will never remember a single bit of it. Isn't that a terrible thing
The bicycle in the previous life, the remote-controlled plane in the previous life, the anime in the previous life, the woman he had a crush on in the previous life... These have gradually drifted away from him. Fang Jie once imagined that one day he would return to that world all of a sudden and become an ordinary person. People walk through the city of high-rise buildings every day in order to live.
Then he found that if he really went back, he would miss this world very much.
Walking on the street, his thoughts are very messy.
A burst of gongs pulled him out of his memories, and then he heard someone shouting loudly: "The Ministry of Criminal Justice enforces the law, and idlers stay out of the way." Following the sound and looking forward, I saw a group of people approaching in the distance. At the front are the officers of the Ministry of Justice in red official uniforms, and behind them are prison cars one after another. Behind each prison car is a large group of prisoners whose hands are tied together with ropes. There are men, women, and some. Old and young.
"Look, those are the first batch of rebels to be beheaded!"
A peddler not far from Fang Jie shouted excitedly, his eyes were shining.
"Kill the traitor!"
I don't know who yelled first, and the people on both sides of the street followed by smashing the things they could find. Eggs, vegetables, raw meat... Those peddlers didn't seem to care about their losses, and filled with righteous indignation, they slammed the things at hand at the prisoners.
For a while, the scene became chaotic.
But none of the officers and soldiers of the Ministry of Punishment stopped the behavior of the people, allowing them to vent their dissatisfaction and anger.
"Rebel!"
A white-haired old man threw his cane and hit a woman on the eyebrow. Immediately, a stream of blood flowed down her cheek. This is a woman who looks very iconic, her face is very pale, as if recovering from a serious illness, and the blood is in stark contrast to her pale face.
She turned her head to look at the old man, her eyes were empty and devoid of any emotion.
She is like a person who has no soul, only a shell left. She was wearing a white dress with the word "prison" printed on her body, and she was wearing shackles on her feet. So walking is very difficult, every step is to move forward.
Fang Xie knew this woman.
Her name is Zhuang Die.
The women beside her, Fang Jie, also looked familiar, and knew that they were all girls from the Crescent Tower, including the old bustard... These women were all tools used by Prince Yi to win over the courtiers.
These people who are going to be executed today are the marginalized people in Prince Yi's treason case. They are meaningless to the case, but the death penalty is inevitable. Including the servants of Prince Yi's mansion, the captured snake guards, and the quacks. There are also servants, maids, and their clansmen of the courtiers involved in the case.
Looking at the continuous team, there are at least two or three thousand people.
But this is only the first batch of people to be executed.
Because His Majesty explained the case of Prince Yi, those who should be killed should be killed immediately after interrogation. Therefore, there is no rule of waiting for the beheading at the end of the autumn, and these marginalized people will take the lead in going to hell. Those repeat offenders and their immediate family members will not be escorted to Caishikou together until the case is over.
Fang Jie looked at Zhuang Die, and suddenly wanted to rescue her from the prisoner team.
I really want to.
At this moment, the girl with empty eyes also saw him. The four eyes meet, the meaning in the eyes is so complicated. Fang Jie frowned, subconsciously took a few steps forward and raised his hand to block the marching team.
Zhuang Die suddenly shook her head at him.
She looked at Fang Jie, her eyes suddenly filled with satisfaction.
"do not come."
She was just talking with her mouth, without making a sound. Perhaps, at this moment, she didn't want to cause Fang Jie any trouble. She is a prisoner on death row, and Fang Jie is a hero.
"Thank you."
she says.
"Think I'm a dream...you're a good man."
She laughed, and tears finally came to her eyes.
"goodbye."
Never see you again.