Ling Fei frowned slightly, seemingly unable to escape.
“Well, if you want me to say something, I’ll say something about it. If there’s anything you don’t like, don’t be angry.”
The old man laughed and said:
“No, go ahead and say it.”
Ling Fei glanced at him and said:
“No matter what you practice, it’s all about starting and finishing. Your Taijiquan is colorful, but it lacks a spirit. This shows that you are a renunciation halfway through, and you have never laid a solid foundation when you were young."
The old man was startled, with a slightly dazed expression, obviously he was right by Ling Fei.
Ling Fei continued:
“Second of all, your attack was a little aggressive, which means you were in the military, maybe even in a good position, otherwise you wouldn’t have been able to get rid of that aggressive energy without the gentle exercise of Tai Chi.”
The old man immediately sat cross-legged beside Ling Fei.
"Little friend, keep talking."
His title has all become little friends, it is conceivable that he has been convinced by Ling Fei in his heart.
Ling Fei continued:
"Finally, some of your moves don’t go as well as you’d like. It doesn’t seem to be at the perfect angle. I think it’s not because you don’t practice enough, it’s because you’re injured and you can’t do your best!”
After Ling Fei finished speaking at three, the old man was already dumbfounded.
After a long time, he said with emotion:
"I, Chu Haotian, have lived for most of my life, and this is the first time I have met a strange person like you. You are so young, yet you have such a sharp and venomous eye, it is simply unheard of!"
“That’s too much to say. I’m just saying it because I feel it. It’s nothing.”
"No, being able to say it is enough to prove your skill. Little friend, I don't know what your name is. If it's convenient, can we be friend?"
Ling Fei lowered his head and thought for a moment.
Ever since he was betrayed, he’s decided he doesn’t need friends.
However, now that I have regained my life, if I still put my state of mind in the past, wouldn't it be trapped in the cause and effect of the previous life?
Thinking of this, he said lightly:
"My name is Ling Fei."
After saying this, he unexpectedly found that his mood had improved a bit!
Ling Fei's previous life was to transform the gods into his cultivation. At that level, it was difficult for him to improve his mood except for his perception.
Now that he has improved, his body has absorbed a lot of the power of Extreme Great Emperor, and has gained a little improvement.
Ling Fei glanced inwardly, and the true energy had already turned from gas to mist, and it seemed that it would soon be able to build a foundation.
"Ling Fei, flying in the sky, proud of heaven and earth, good name."
Chu Haotian sighed, but did not notice Ling Fei's change.
"By the way, little friend Ling, I wonder, do I have that luck to have a couple of moves with you?"
Ling Fei slightly speechless, although Chu Haotian Kung Fu is good, but to deal with ordinary people can also, with him, he could kill Chu Haotian with a fart. This…. How to fight?
So he resolutely refused:
"Forget about the moves, you are injured, and you can not play at full strength, and it is not fun to fight. When you recover from the injury, let's talk about it when you have time."
Chu Haotian sighed and said:
“How can it be easy? I’ve had this injury for most of my life. I was only a teenager when I hit the bat. I was wounded in the waist by a cannonball. I’m going to die with this injury.”
"So you're a veteran, my respects."
Ling Fei's heart still respects these veterans who have made great contributions to China.
Chu Haotian waved his hand and said with a smile:
"Hehe, getting old, now is the era of you young people."
Ling Fei lowered his head in thought for two seconds, and said:
"If you don't mind, I can show it to you."
Chu Haotian was startled, his heart beat violently.
"Little friend Ling, you still see a doctor?"
Ling Fei nodded and said:
"Know a little bit about it."
After saying that, he stretched out his hand and pressed it on Chu Haotian's waist. Chu Haotian suddenly felt a warm current, and he felt much better from his waist injury for many years.
He couldn't help being deeply shocked again.
And then, Ling Fei's words made him even more old-eyed, and couldn't help but cast a layer of mist.
"Fortunately, there is cure."
Chu Haotian grabbed Ling Fei's hand and said:
“Ling, are you... Are You Serious?”
"Yeah! But I need some medicinal materials. Polygonum multiflorum for thousands of years, and blood Ganoderma lucidum for more than 500 years. If you have these two, combined with acupuncture and moxibustion, you can be cured."
Chu Haotian's breathing became a little difficult because of his excitement.
"Ling... Little friend Ling, I can't imagine that I, Chu Haotian, have half a foot in the coffin and still meet you! I'm so lucky! This way, I am responsible for finding the stuff, when the time comes, I also need to bother you, you must help me."
Ling Fei couldn't help but feel a little surprised. Although 500-year-old blood ganoderma and thousand-year-old Polygonum multiflorum are many in the realm of comprehension, they are rare things on the earth. If you want to, financial resources alone are not enough.
I can’t believe, this Chu Haotian was not an ordinary person.
"It's a trivial matter. You are also injured for China, and I should help."
"Good! Good! If there are more people like Ling Xiaoyou in China, whyxinjured worry? By the way, Xiaoyou Ling, leave your phone number to me, so I can contact you when the time comes."
"Ok."
Ling Fei told Chu Haotian his number. After Chu Haotian thanked him again and again, he gave Ling Fei a black card, saying it was something of thanks.
Ling Fei didn't really care too much. Didn't there be a trillion grandpa Mao in it, there is a fart? Just put it in his pocket.
The two chatted for more than half an hour, and Chu Haotian's driver came and picked him up, while Ling Fei was also preparing to find a bench to spend the long night.
However, not long after he just lay down, a fragrant wind hit, interrupting his good dream.
When I opened my eyes, I saw a pair of bright red eyes with tears.
Ling Fei was a little surprised.
"Why are you here?"
"Can't I come over?"
Mu Qingcheng bit his lip, his thin figure was a bit pitiful.
Ling Fei couldn't help having a headache.
He is not a low-hearted person. He feels that he owes Mu Qingcheng a little in his previous life. Now that he sees her crying, he feels even more unkind in his heart!
He did it, pulling Mu Qingcheng in his arms.
Mu Qingcheng's little hands were cold, he felt a little distressed, and warmed her with infuriating energy.
“Would you stop being so silly? It's a big night, somehow add a piece of clothing."
"I'm stupid, so what?"
“Why are you being such a jerk when you’re the one who’s picking on me?”
“How can you bully me when I’ve lost my parents and myself?”
"Obviously I am already your wife, but you still want to mess around with flowers outside?"
When Mu Qingcheng talked about the sadness, he directly punched the small pink fist, and kept beating Ling Fei's chest.
"You big bad man! Big pervert! Damn heartless! You... Well..."
Mu Qingcheng's words were blocked, because Ling Fei blocked her mouth with his own mouth.
She also calmed down, her body seemed a little weak, lying in Ling Fei's arms, she couldn't move.