It is true that Brother Zhiyuan can fight, but he is not on the same level as the Kung Fu boy Yu Wenbin. In this fight between the two under the air-raid shelter, Brother Zhiyuan suffered a great loss. He was slapped in the back and lay on the bed for a full week before he recovered. His injury was what we often call "a scattered air".

Although my sister-in-law Chang Xiaoxia usually talks too much and hides everything in her heart, she is protecting her shortcomings. Look at her man being beaten like this, she crosses her face every day, and feels cold when she gets close to her three meters around her, which scares Yu Wenbin so much that she hides from her every time.

In that era, Yu Wenbin went to Shaolin Temple to be a monk when he was a child, so he could only say that he was not a monk. He had hit a clock and had vegetarian vegetarian scallops, but he could say that he was a monk. After he returned to the secular world, he smoked, beat people, gambling, drank, ate meat, and scolded.

I negotiated with him three times, and finally convinced Yu Wenbin. He promised to be a bodyguard for me during this period. As the boss, I would not be stingy. The salary I paid him was 2,500 yuan per month for food and accommodation. I gradually got familiar with it, so I changed my words and called him Brother Yu.

Brother Yu is now over forty years old. The martial arts school he opened two years ago went bankrupt. Later, he got married and went back to Harbin with his wife. He opened a Mixue Bingcheng milk tea shop near Sophia Church. It is said that his life is good.

Those days I asked him and said, Brother Yu, you can teach me some kung fu. That kind of real kung fu is to be achieved quickly, and to fight with people to defeat people.

Yu Wenbin smiled and said without hesitation: "Yes, go and call the bean sprouts seller to learn together. I'm asking the little girl if she wants to learn it. I'll teach you some real skills."

After hearing this, Douyazai slapped her thigh: "Okay! I will learn! I want to learn the real kung fu in Shaolin Temple!"

It was early that day, the cold wind was vibrating and the sky was dark.

The three of us stood in a row in the broken yard of Spider Alley. Dou Yazai and I were a little excited. As for Xiaoxuan, she yawned and hung her head, looking in a normal mood.

Dou Yazai said: "Brother Yu, you are from Shaolin Temple. Can you teach me Yijin Jing and Bo Ruozhang?"

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Yu Wenbin hugged his hands and looked at Dou Yazai with a loud voice: "Those are useless. You are all ordinary people who have no foundation. If you encounter danger in the future, you can't panic. Remember what I say."

"Test the snake and hit the joints."

"Kick, kick, beat, bite, pull, pull."

"You just need to remember the five joints and five key points, and be sure when fighting with people, and then find these places to start."

"Hip, knee, hand, foot, spinal joint, eyes, temples, back of the head, eggs, side neck."

"Those are the places, do you remember?"

"Remember." Douyazai and I spoke in unison.

"Remember it is just the first step, mainly to cultivate your habits when you start in a short period of time, start formally studying in the afternoon and disband."

That afternoon, Yu Wenbin didn't know where he found it. He used a cart to pull back several white plastic mannequins. Then he inserted four wooden sticks in the yard, tied the plastic model to the wooden stick, and finally used a watercolor pen to draw a few marks on the model's body.

"Did you see it?" Yu Wenbin pointed to the dummy's knee and said, "You have to use your heel to kick here. If the other party is in a tight state and gets this, you have to lie down on the spot."

"It's simple, Brother Yu, please get out of here and try." Douyazai shouted and helped two runs, kicking the marking point on the dummy's knee. This kick even the stick was broken.

"Not bad," Yu Wenbin nodded and said, "The foundation is very good, the action is ruthless and the strength is sufficient."

"Try to substitute."

I was eager to try, and took a step back and kicked it. The kick was kicked, but my soles slipped and almost slashed the fork, and my strength was far less than that of Douyazai.

Yu Wenbin said he had a bad foundation and was boring. He usually had to eat more meat and exercise more.

After practicing for several days, Douyazai made rapid progress. He mastered the ability to hit the eyes, kick, step on the feet, kick the knees, twist the joints, such as what to do after being hugged by someone, and what to do if someone locks his neck from behind.

It doesn't sound complicated, but the tips taught by Yu Wenbin are very practical. After practicing for a few days, I felt awesome and could do it. I was eager to find a few gangsters to try it out and try the training results of the Kung Fu crash course.

At night, Yu Wenbin went out to use the bathroom. Douyazai held the bowl and whispered: "How was Fengzi, what happened last time? Did you tell him?"

Dou Yezai pointed out that I asked Yu Wenbin to talk to him to see if I could pull him into the group.

"Don't panic first," I said, the time is not yet. If we can pull Yu Wenbin in to rob the tomb together, it will definitely be good for us.

After Brother Zhiyuan recovered from his injury, he was completely convinced by Yu Wenbin and did not dare to say such things as talking with others.

That afternoon, Brother Zhiyuan knocked on the door: "Yunfeng comes out and I have something to tell you."

After I came out, I saw Lao Wen was also in the yard and probably just arrived.

Brother Zhiyuan said, "Lao Wen has found out the news clearly. Lao Geng, Lao Song and Gangzi are all in a small crematorium north of the West Third Ring Road. I want to see them, will you go or not?"

I frowned: "Brother Zhiyuan, I understand Jin Fenghuang. He must be looking for us. Will there be their people in the crematorium squatting?"

"I naturally considered this, so Lao Wen was watching for a few days in a row."

I read the old article.

We have only practiced martial arts these days and didn't pay attention. I said why haven't seen him for several days? It turns out that we are doing this.

Lao Wen said: "According to my observations over the past few days, the owner of the crematorium is a fat woman, surnamed Sun. Because the crematorium is cheap and can be ignored, it is basically a black job. I have noticed that the crematorium has not had much business in the past three or four days, and I haven't seen any idle people like gangsters, so it should be safe."

"How about it, brother," after hearing Lao Wen's words, Brother Zhiyuan asked me if I would go.

He also said: "I was injured and always lying on the bed to sleep. Once I dreamed of a few of them. I dreamed of Gangzi, Lao Geng and Lao Song squatted under an old locust tree. The leaves of the old locust tree were black. The path was covered with white fog. I walked through the white fog and walked under the locust tree. I asked Gangzi, Lao Geng, and I said why are you all squatting here?"

Lao Geng looked up and said, "Old Liu, it's cold. There are not two clothes on him. We are waiting for someone to burn cold clothes. You can't come here yet, so go back quickly."

"Yes, go back quickly," Gangzi also squatted under the old locust tree to persuade.

"I was sweating all over when I woke up from the dream. I asked Lao Wen to ask someone to ask the people who understood. They told me that burning cold clothes is a way to visit the grave. Those who can receive cold clothes are all dead people who wandered on the road to the underworld and turned into lonely ghosts."

"So Yunfeng, whether it is true or false, I have to go and see it. If I can find it, I want to bring their ashes back and bring them to their families and put them in peace."

I shook my head after hearing this.

"Oh, it's all like this."

"Let's go, Brother Zhiyuan, I'll call my bodyguard."
Chapter completed!