80s Taoism

Although Zhang Wenrong and others also practiced the three-legged cat kung fu with the boxer, they fished for three days and dried the nets for two days. After standing for a while, I started crying for my father and mother. Zhang Jiaohua herself is also standing up, but it's not that Zhang Jiaohua doesn't care about Zhang Wenrong and others.

Zhang Wenrong and others are all masters of stealing, raping and playing tricks. How could they have the quality of enduring hardships and standing hard work? Although they also wanted to learn Zhang Jiaohua's skills, they would not do it if they were made to suffer. After Zhang Jiagen stood for a while, his feet began to ache. He secretly glanced at Zhang Jiaohua, who stood motionless for a while. Zhang Jiagen immediately stood up, shook his hands, rubbed his feet, and was about to jump off the plum blossom pile.

"Wow, woof!" A coyote was guarding below, watching Zhang Jiagen covetously.

"Oh mother." Zhang Jiagen quickly retracted his stretched foot.

The piles were 1.5 meters high, and even if the coyote stood upright, it would not be able to reach them. Zhang Jia was more at ease, shaking his hands and feet, and he could rest on a few plum blossom piles. It's much easier than standing still.

Zhang Wenrong and Zhang Hangao also looked at each other and smiled, and lay down on the stake like Zhang Jiagen. Zhang Jiagen also stretched out his feet from time to time to provoke the mountain dog. The mountain dog below was enraged, and barked violently, jumping high from time to time, but it was a pity that Zhang Jiagen and others easily avoided it.

"Crack!" Zhang Jiagen was suddenly struck by a slender bamboo stick.

"Ouch!" Zhang Jiagen cried out in pain, and looked back at Zhang Jiaohua, only to find that Zhang Jiaohua was still standing on the stake, not moving at all, and Zhang Jiagen had considered this from the beginning, deliberately standing far away from Zhang Jiaohua. Zhang Jiaohua's position can't be played at all unless he follows the penny.

"Snapped!"

"Oh mother, who is beating me?" Zhang Jiagen looked back and saw the stick this time. A slender bamboo stick hangs in the air strangely, as if it was lifted up by someone, and it may be knocked down at any time.

"Ghost!" Zhang Jiagen was so frightened that he was about to jump off the plum blossom pile, but just now he provoked the mountain dog desperately. Those mountain dogs held grudges very much, and when they saw Zhang Jiagen was about to jump off, they immediately surrounded him. As long as Zhang Jiagen dares to jump down, he will definitely be greeted by a few bloody mouths.

While Zhang Jiagen was being beaten, Zhang Wenrong and Zhang Hangao, who were also lazy, were not much better. Each had a bamboo stick chasing and beating them. The two of them were clever, and they didn't jump off the plum blossom pile, because there were mountain dogs waiting below, so they ran around on the plum blossom pile, trying to avoid the attack of the bamboo stick. But the bamboo sticks can fly faster than they can run, so the bamboo sticks hit them from time to time.

"How is it? Have you played enough?" Zhang Jiaohua did not know when she was standing in front of the three people who were being chased by bamboo sticks.

The bamboo stick stopped attacking, and so did Zhang Jiagen and the others. Stared at by Zhang Jiaohua, he dared not answer.

"I asked you to practice kung fu with me, but I didn't force you? Did you agree to it?" Zhang Jiaohua asked.

Zhang Jiagen and others were very wronged: If we don't agree, will you let us go?

But they didn't dare to say this, they had to honestly answer in unison: "No."

Zhang Jiagen also added an extra sentence, "It's all what we want."

"That's right. Since it's what you want, why are you slacking off after three minutes?" Zhang called Huahuo.

"The beggar, it's not that we are lazy. Yes, there are... ghosts. Just now they beat us with a stick." Zhang Jiagen looked around sadly, looking around from time to time.

"Don't look at them. They are not ghosts, you are ghosts, slackers! You listen carefully, next, you can only stop when I tell you to stop. If I don't tell you to stop, you will stop, and you will be punished." Zhang Jiaohua glanced over the faces of the three adults who were much taller than him.

Zhang Jiaohua went to get a stack of tile bowls, which were filled with water. After Zhang Wenrong and the others stood up, they put the tile bowls filled with water on top of their heads, and put one on each of their laps. As long as the water in the bowl comes out a little, a bamboo stick will hit them. After doing all of this, Zhang Jiaohua went back to stand on his own. After standing on a pile, it took about half an hour.

Zhang Wenrong and others finally persevered this time, but suffered a lot of beatings. Zhang Jiagen was beaten the most. At the end of the stand, there were empty bowls on him. But finally managed to persevere.

Zhang Jiaohua asked Zhang Wenrong to rest for a while, while he continued to stand. Horse stance, bow stance, empty stance, high emptiness stance, resting stance, lunging stance, the six kinds of stances of Meishan stance, he stood in turn for at least 15 minutes for each type of stance. After completing the six kinds of pile exercises, the sky is already bright.

Zhang Wenrong and the others sat on the side, not daring to leave, just watching from the side, sometimes following Zhang Jiaohua's gestures.

But seeing a kid who is so much younger than him can endure such a lot of hardships, while the few of them couldn't hold on for a while, I was somewhat touched in my heart. No one is born a bad person. Zhang Wenrong and others are not big villains. In the end, he took the initiative to get on the plum blossom pile, and persisted until Zhang Jiaohua finished his practice. They are much worse than Zhang Jiaohua. The whole body is completely soaked.

After Zhang Jiaohua finished practicing, he glanced at the three of them and went to cook breakfast. The Diamond Mountain Leopard brought back two fat pheasants today. Ask Zhang Wenrong to come over and clean up the pheasants. Made a hearty breakfast. Zhang Wenrong wolfed down several of them. Zhang Jiaohua arranged tasks for Zhang Wenrong and went to school with her schoolbag on her back.

"Actually, the beggar is fine. Although we are asked to work for him for nothing, we are not bad at eating. Yesterday we ate wild pork, and today we ate pheasant meat. The rice is full and the meat is enough. It is much better than my family's food." Zhang Jiagen broke off a bamboo stick and picked his teeth.

Zhang Wenrong kicked Zhang Jiagen, "No Promise!"

"Then what should we do? How about we escape from here while the beggar is not paying attention?" Zhang Jiagen asked.

"We have to be able to get away. Besides, even if we escape, what can we do? Anyway, we have nothing to do now, so we might as well practice kung fu with beggars here for a while. Let's go. Let's cut pigweed." Zhang Wenrong picked up a sickle, carried a bamboo basket on his back, put a bamboo hat on his head, and led the way out.