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Wang Lingzhi was very yearning for the martial arts mentioned by Chen Xi.

Chen Xi firmly grasped Wang Lingzhi's mentality and set his martial arts to the level, such as the basic martial arts such as leg pressing, vertical crossing, waist pressing, and shoulder pressing were the fourth level, gradually deepening. The highest was the moves such as "White Crane Hanging Wings" and "Black Tiger Stealing Heart" that he just used, in order to make Wang Lingzhi feel that learning is endless and he can constantly provide paper and pen to himself.

Chen Xi taught Wang Ling's moves on the spot, including leg skills, waist skills and shoulder skills. These are the basic skills Chen Xi learned when he joined the martial arts club in college. After a while, Wang Ling's learning, Chen Xi was about to teach him how to practice horse stance and stand plum blossom stance. In Chen Xi's words, these are the basics for learning excellent martial arts.

Wang Lingzhi saw that Chen Xi was playing well, so he followed suit.

After practicing sloppy twice, Chen Xi waved his hand: "It's almost time. Go back and practice with logistics. I will teach you how to use these moves in actual combat tomorrow. However, you bring some rice paper and pen and ink tomorrow, so I can write down the secrets of martial arts for you."

"Senior brother, do you really have martial arts secrets? Can you defeat hundreds of people after learning it?" Wang Lingzhi Youran was fascinated.

Chen Xi smiled faintly: "Even if there are martial arts secrets, whether you can learn it or not depends on your luck! The master leads you to practice in person. People in the martial arts world practice in the winter and practice in the summer and the three days of summer. You must study hard to make a difference. Also, it is best to be able to read. Otherwise, even if I write the secrets for you, can you understand?"

Wang Lingzhi scratched his head: "Is this still necessary to study?"

Chen Xidao: "It doesn't matter whether you read or not. If you have any words you don't know or understand, I can teach you."

Wang Lingzhi nodded and agreed.

But he was also a little clever and muttered in his heart: "This kid is so poor that his family is so poor that he has money to study? I will give him paper and pen tomorrow to try whether he can write. If he can write, it means that he has other opportunities. Perhaps he has a master's guidance, and the martial arts secrets must be true."

Thinking of this, Wang Lingzhi learned to hunch Chen Xi and salute, and then ran away with his bamboo stick.

During dinner, Shen Mingjun asked someone to come over and say that he would not return home later. There were only Zhou, Shen Xi and Lin Dai at the dinner table. Lin Dai looked at Zhou, wanted to speak but stopped. Zhou quickly noticed something strange and asked, "Dai'er, do you have any worries?"

Lin Dai looked at Chen Xi and was about to report it, but Chen Xi stepped on his feet under the table. Chen Xi said first: "Mom, the dishes I cooked today are a little lighter, and it may not be very suitable for Dai'er's appetite. Why don't you add some salt?"

Although he felt troublesome, Zhou, who felt sorry for his son and daughter-in-law, stood up and complained: "You two little ancestors are really hard to serve. If you were in Taohua Village, it would be better if you wanted to eat more salt. Now we have passed alone. I bought some salt from the market in the morning."

After Zhou left with the green vegetables, Chen Xi pointed at Lin Dai and threatened: "Don't talk nonsense, otherwise I won't help you beat the bad guys in the future."

"snort."

Lin Dai turned his head and hummed, feeling a little dissatisfied, but in the end she didn't tell Zhou about Wang Lingzhi.

The next morning, Wang Lingzhi had already come to learn martial arts, holding a thick stack of rice paper in his arms and holding a pen and ink in his hands. The ink is the best Hui ink, which is very rare. It seems that the Wang family can know the equipment of the four treasures of the clan house.

"Senior brother, I've brought the stuff. Didn't you say you wanted to write the martial arts secrets for me? Let's see how you engrave the martial arts secrets first."

After Wang Ling's intentional test, Chen Xi noticed it after a moment of reminiscing.

But Chen Xi was very satisfied with the pen, ink, paper and inkstone sent by Wang Lingzhi.

With these papers, you only need to use special techniques to press them into thick paper that can be engraved with calligraphy and paintings, and Chen Xi’s big plan to make money is realized. When calligraphy and paintings are good, they have to be treated in old ways. At that time, those lacking materials such as lime, charcoal and other materials can be found by Wang Lingzhi.

Chen Xi nodded: "Okay, I will write a few tricks for you first, I'm afraid you won't recognize some words."

Then, Chen Xi and Wang Lingzhi walked out of the yard and came to the woods outside the wall of the Wang family's back garden. The reason why Chen Xi came to such a secret place was that Chen Xi was afraid of being seen by his mother Zhou, or Lin Dai discovered it and sued him for complaints and destroyed his plan to make money.

Next to the rockery in the middle of the woods, Chenxi spread rice paper on a bluestone slab to let Wang Lingzhi grind ink.

Wang Lingzhi rarely grinds ink on weekdays, and made his hands dark and he didn't adjust the ink well.

"Idiot, look at me." Chen Xi got water from the broken urn next to the bluestone slab and grinddled the ink by himself. Just looking at the movements was very standard.

Chen Xi grind the ink, dip the ink with a pen, and write it on the rice paper.

Wang Lingzhi followed and read: "What is the martial arts in the world? What is the word "after all"?

Chen Xi said angrily: "The martial arts in the world are only firm and only fast, but also fast. If you don't even know such simple words, how can you learn superior martial arts? After you go back, remember to learn a few more words from your husband, so that you can better study the secrets of martial arts when you come back."

Wang Lingzhi muttered: "No wonder my father and husband asked me to study. It turns out that only by being able to read can I learn excellent martial arts."

Chen Xi shook her head and smiled. Reading is to learn superior martial arts, and Wang Lingzhi's logic is really weird. However, this is exactly what Chen Xi needs. It is best to make Wang Lingzhi completely obsessed with martial arts, so that Wang Lingzhi can obey his instructions.

Chen Xi wrote not many words of "Martial Arts Secret Books", all of which were seen in martial arts before, and he deliberately wrote the words in a crooked manner, otherwise it would make people wonder how his child, whose hair had not yet faded, could write beautiful and good handwriting.

"I've written so much today. This is a master martial arts. You have to memorize the tricks I taught you. You must use them in practice. You must combine the tricks and tricks to be invincible and break all moves."

Wang Lingzhi looked at the words on the paper and found that most of them didn't know. Although Chen Xi had read it all, he didn't understand even if he wrote it down. He immediately looked bitter: "Senior Brother, what is the secret book?"

Chen Xi was about to pack up the rice paper to avoid being seen. After hearing Wang Lingzhi's question, he was a little impatient: "You think, how can you be considered superb in martial arts? If you can practice golden bell covers, iron cloth shirts, and invulnerable to swords and guns, then how can you lose? If others are fast, you will be faster than others. The other party is dazzling in seeing your tricks and there is no time to consider you to use it. If you fight quickly, you will definitely be you who wins."

Wang Lingzhi thought silently, and the more he thought about it, the more he made the more sense. He soon admired Chen Xi and never dared to suspect that Chen Xi's martial arts were made up. He thought to himself: "It would be great if I was lucky enough to see this very powerful master. But it would be nice to have a senior brother teach now. I must study hard, and everyone will be shocked by the time."

Wang Lingzhi put the "martial arts secrets" in his arms and couldn't wait to say, "Senior brother, just teach me a few more tricks. I'll go back and practice more, and we will go on a journey to the world in the future. This is how the heroes mentioned by the storyteller do."

Martial arts culture has developed greatly in the Ming Dynasty. With the continuous fermentation of the strange ambitions of the Wei, Jin and Six Dynasties, the legends of the Tang Dynasty and the Song Dynasty, the verbal scripts of the contemporary Shi Naiyan had developed to a peak when he wrote the Water Margin. Therefore, it is not surprising that Wang Ling had such ambition.

Chen Xi nodded, and then taught Wang Lingzhi a few moves. This time he used some basic moves of Taekwondo, mainly kicking. After he finished exercising, Chen Xi said: "The Chinese martial arts are about Southern Fist and North Legs. These moves I taught you are the essence of North Legs. You have learned to practice more when you go back."

Wang Lingzhi tried to kick twice. Although it was not as standard as Chen Xi, he was still very happy and soon ran home to practice.

Chen Xi returned home with a pen, ink, paper and inkstone. Before entering the door, he looked carefully and found that there was no one in the yard. So he walked to the warehousing room with a hole in the door, opened the wooden box prepared in advance, put the things in, and then he let out a sigh of relief.

He didn't want to expose his plan too early. In addition to being unable to explain, he could read and read, and before things were done, there would be no good results except to make a sneer.

Now Zhou hasn't gone to the tailor's shop to do needlework. If he goes to work every day in the future and only Lin Dai and him are left at home, it will be much more convenient to do things.

In addition, it is best to have special tools for pressing paper. If Chenxi lacks tools, they can only use materials locally. It takes time to soak the rice paper in water. First lay the layers in a flat place, and then overlap them with four layers. Finally, press them with a clean heavy object and then take them to the sun to dry after the pressure is almost done.

Doing these things cannot be done overnight. Anyway, he is still young and doesn't have to do anything when he stays in the city. At most, he uses a broom to clean the yard. When Zhou goes to work, if even Lin Dai takes him to learn needlework, he will have no worries.

The next morning, Zhou took Lin Dai to the tailor's shop, and Shenxi was finally free.

From this day on, Wang Lingzhi would come to learn martial arts every day and bring a stack of rice paper with him.

At first, Wang Lingzhi was a little resistant to Chen Xi, worried that he would be fooled, but as he learned more and more, Wang Lingzhi was so impressed by Chen Xi. Later, the two of them were as close as real brothers, and Wang Lingzhi even took the initiative to help Chen Xi press paper.

"Senior brother, what's the use of making these papers so thick? Aren't they all writing? Can't you write more words if you have thin papers?" Wang Lingzhi didn't understand the paper pressing and couldn't help asking.

Chen Xi pretended to be mysterious: "You don't understand. This is the method given to me by the master. When you have learned martial arts well, you must also cultivate a peaceful mind. Do you understand?"

Wang Lingzhi knew how to play, but he didn't care about his mind and nature. But he also felt that what Chen Xi said was very reasonable, and he actually had a longing for the "mind and nature" that he didn't know anything.

After more than ten days like this, Chen Xi had already painted several paintings with pressed paper, all of which were the works of Wang Meng, who imitated the "Four Yuan Schools".

Wang Meng, whose courtesy name was Shuming and his pseudonym was Huang Heshanqiao, was from Huzhou. His grandfather Zhao Mengfu, his grandmother Guan Daosheng, his uncle Zhao Yong, and his cousin Zhao Yanzheng were all famous painters. In the early years of this dynasty, Wang Meng became the governor of Tai'an and died in prison due to the Hu Weiyong case.

Wang Meng was good at poetry and calligraphy. He was especially good at painting landscapes and figures. His calligraphy and paintings were widely circulated in the dynasty, and many people praised and collected them privately. In addition, the transportation was inconvenient, and it was difficult for others to verify the authenticity of the past.

If you want to use the famous masterpieces that have been passed down for hundreds or thousands of years, it is because Chen Xi cannot make the tools at hand to make it perfect. More importantly, others will not believe that such a treasure will appear in the small Ninghua County.

Chen Xi was not very satisfied with the first few paintings. Although with his skills, it is difficult for a collector of calligraphy and painting to distinguish the authenticity, what he wants to pursue is to strive for excellence. He must take out a work to display it from the original work and cannot distinguish the authenticity. This is the highest level of fakes.

But it is easy to remember but difficult to do.

Seeing that it had been almost half a month in the city, Zhou had also worked in the tailor shop for more than ten days. That afternoon, Zhou went home and pulled Chen Xi to the room: "I have discussed with your father that there will be an old man in the west of the city tomorrow to teach children who are not confused to read. You must study hard and not let your mother down. Do you know?"

"Um."

Chen Xi nodded.

Lin Dai pouted aggrievedly: "Mom, Dai'er also wants to learn to read."

Seeing that Zhou's face changed, Chen Xi hurriedly said, "Dai'er, do you think this is OK? I'll go to school to learn to read. What do you think when I come back?"

Zhou Shi was very happy to hear that and patted Chen Xi's little head: "You stupid guy are quite smart, why didn't I expect it? Yes, you learned to come back and teach your sister so that we can have more literacy at home, and we don't have to ask for help in writing letters in the future!"

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