Chapter 92 Li Yaochen, Li Shuwen, Wine "I drank a little too much at noon, and I was thinking about leaving. I don't know when I will come back for a drink next time. I drank too much on a whim. I'm fine. I'll just have another drink later to calm down." Xiang Yuanyuan waved her hand to indicate that she was fine, and continued walking with Du Ruo. Du Ruo was a little speechless. It was only two or three in the afternoon and he was already thinking about drinking in the evening? But he could imagine that, looking at the large and small wine jars everywhere around him, Du Ruo's five senses were extremely sensitive, and his nose was filled with the aroma of various wines. Xiang Yuanyuan would probably be like a mouse in a granary when she got home. How could he not drink happily? Xiang Yuanyuan brought Du Ruo to a hall. The hall was very spacious. There were no sofas or coffee tables or anything like that. Instead, there were two wooden stools like those in the TV, with a desk in the middle. Then the same arrangement was done on both sides, except that there were more stools, three pairs on each side, and then there were wooden shelves on both sides, with wine jars of various sizes and inscriptions on them. In the middle of the lobby is a piece of transparent glass, which protects an ancient wine sign. The wine sign is obviously not a modern product, and it says "Xiang's Medicinal Wine" on it. "Grandpa, Mom and Dad, this is my friend, Du Ruo, coming here to get some wine. I'm going back to Huangshan with him tomorrow." At this time, an old man was sitting right above the lobby. The old man was a little fat, with white hair and beard. He was looking at the two of them with a smile, and his eyes were looking Du Ruo up and down, as if he wanted to see something. On the left was a middle-aged couple. The three of them were Xiang Yuanyuan's grandfather and parents. "Grandpa, uncle and aunt, sorry to bother you. These are Huangshan specialties. I brought them here for you to try."
Du Ruo held the things in both hands and was the first to say hello. "Come if you want to. Why do you bring so many things? Yuanyuan, why don't you go make some tea?" Xiang's mother came over, took the gift from Du Ruo, and did not forget to give Xiang Yuanyuan some instructions. "Come, sit here." Xiang Yuanyuan's grandfather Xiang Yuanzhang pointed to the seat next to him and motioned Du Ruo to sit over there. "Grandpa, I'll sit here." Du Ruo walked to the first seat on the right and sat down. Since Yuanyuan's parents were sitting at the bottom, it was not convenient for him to sit up there. "Young friend Du, are you practicing Xingyi and Bagua?" Xiang Yuanzhang spoke with a smile. He had seen the video posted by Xiang Yuanyuan, in which Du Ruo practiced Xingyiquan. As for Baguazhang, Du Ruo did not lift his feet high when walking, and walked in a half-sliding manner like the small four-square step, which was obviously a mud-wading step, and only those who practiced Baguazhang would walk like that. "Grandpa has a good eye. As a hobby, he usually likes to practice two sets of boxing." Du Ruo was a little curious. There was no sign that Yuanyuan's grandfather had practiced martial arts, but she didn't expect him to have such a sharp eye that she could tell at a glance that Yuanyuan had practiced Xingyi and Bagua. "Drink tea." At this time, Xiang Yuanyuan came over with a tray and handed it to Du Ruo. After pouring the tea, she did not leave. Instead, she sat on the stool next to Du Ruo, then rested her hands on the coffee table in the middle and listened to the conversation between Du Ruo and his family. But the father and mother sitting opposite them looked at each other and smiled. "What's the matter with eyesight? I've only heard some of it from my elders before, but I did see a true martial arts master when I was a kid." Xiang Yuanzhang seemed to have a special liking for warriors and was very good to Du Ruo. It should be that Du Ruo's warrior temperament and demeanor made Xiang Yuanzhang feel very familiar. A figure flashed through Xiang Yuanzhang's mind. Even though the other party was already old at that time, he was as fast as the wind and as firm as a bell like Du Ruo. "Grandpa, which one is it?" The person asking the questions was Xiang Yuanyuan. She seemed to be a little sober now and was listening attentively with her chin in her hand. When she heard her grandfather say that he had seen it with his own eyes, she couldn't help but feel curious. "Li Yaochen, the Grandmaster during the Republic of China period, was a pity that when I met him, he was already nearly 90 years old. I was not fortunate enough to see him take action, which has always been a pity for me."
Xiang Yuanzhang sighed as he spoke. "Li Yaochen, the Wuji Sword? I didn't expect that Grandpa Xiang had met this senior before." Du Ruo's eyes lit up when he heard this. Those who can be named masters are either the founders of a school or have made great contributions in special periods. It can be said that the improvement in the status of people who practice martial arts today is inseparable from the efforts of these people. When it comes to the Wuji Sword, many people have never heard of it, but in fact, the Wuji Sword was very famous during the war. At that time, the only sword techniques that could be ranked alongside it were the Eight Broken Front Swords, which were all passed down to our army's soldiers at the time and were the sword techniques that frightened the Japanese. The line in the "March of the Big Swords": "The big swords chopped off the heads of the devils" is referring to the Wuji Sword. "Oh? You know the Wuji Sword? Can you do it?" When Xiang Yuanzhang heard that Du Ruo knew about Wuji Sword, he immediately became interested. "Not really. After all, Wuji Sword is different from the Eight Broken Blades, which has fixed moves. Wuji Sword is more like a concept of sword use, a very targeted sword use technique, flexible and changeable. It only has some attack moves and no fixed routines. This is why it is rarely circulated in later generations." Du Ruo shook his head. The Wuji Sword was designed to kill the Japanese at that time, and it was aimed at the Japanese with rifles. The important part of the sword technique was only one move, chopping, and the target was the Japanese's neck. Because the Japanese at that time were good at stabbing, that is, using a rifle and a bayonet, and the Wuji Dao was to lift the knife to knock the bayonet away, and then turn the blade to chop towards the neck, or stab the knife into the chest and abdomen of the Japanese. It was very targeted, and just this one move made the Japanese wear iron neck collars on the battlefield one by one, which shows how ferocious it was. Xiang Yuanzhang and Du Ruo chatted like this. Xiang Yuanzhang would ask some questions about martial arts, and Du Ruo would answer all that he could. Sometimes, he would even go to the hall to demonstrate for fear that Xiang Yuanzhang didn't understand. Similarly, Xiang Yuanzhang would also tell many martial arts anecdotes that he knew. For example, Li Shuwen, the Unrivaled Divine Fist, is called the Unrivaled Divine Fist because Li Shuwen usually kills his enemy with only one move, and there is no second move. Why was Li Shuwen able to use only one move? Because he practiced Bajiquan, and he would introduce himself before fighting with others. Li Shuwen started fighting right after introducing himself. Bajiquan stomps the feet to increase the forward speed, and then a Pijia Palm is used to exert force plus Bajiquan's tiger climbing the mountain, which is a slap on the other person's forehead. It is as fast as lightning, extremely swift, and has great strength. It can usually smash the enemy's skull with one palm before the other person can react. The two sides became more and more excited as they talked. Even Xiang Yuanyuan, who had been silent, listened attentively, often staring at Du Ruo who was demonstrating the moves. This made the father-in-law who was standing next to him feel a little miserable. He was not interested in martial arts and wanted to get up and go to the wine cellar, but he was afraid of being scolded by his father, so he could only sit on the stool and twist his buttocks continuously. However, the more Xiang's mother looked at Du Ruo, the more satisfied she became. Especially when she saw Xiang Yuanyuan's expression when she looked at Du Ruo, she was silently calculating in her heart. "If you don't want to listen, just get out. What are you doing standing there like you have lice?" Xiang Yuanzhang saw that his father was fidgeting and could not help but scold him. He had been strict with his son since he was a child, but the more he disciplined his son, the weaker his character became. He disliked his son more and more. On the contrary, he felt that Xiang Yuanyuan was like him, so he was especially nice to Xiang Yuanyuan and almost granted her every request, while his attitude towards his son was particularly bad. "Then I'll go and have some drinks first. Xiao Du, there's no rush to leave today. Have dinner tonight and stay overnight. It won't be too late to leave tomorrow." Although Xiangfu's character was a bit weak, he still understood the basic human relations. He invited Du Ruo and left only after seeing his father nod with satisfaction. "Then I'll go prepare the food while you guys chat, girl, come and help." Xiang's mother stood up and pulled Xiang Yuanyuan out, leaving Xiang Yuanzhang and Du Ruo to continue chatting in the hall. "Mom, I'm just listening to it, why did you call me out~" Xiang Yuanyuan was pulled along and grumbled a little dissatisfiedly. "Why are you listening to all this martial arts training? Let me ask you, what's going on between you and Xiao Du?" The prime minister's mother walked over to Xiang Yuanyuan and asked a question.
"Ah? What's going on?" Xiang Yuanyuan was completely confused and had no idea what her mother meant. "What else could it be? You're not a child anymore, and Xiao Du is single, right? I think he's a good guy, he's good-looking and well-spoken." Xiang's mother looked at Xiang Yuanyuan with dissatisfaction, she was worried about her daughter. "I don't have such an idea, and... and it seems that he doesn't have any idea either." Xiang Yuanyuan frowned and thought for a while. She had never been in love and had never thought about it in that way. "What else is on your mind besides drinking? It seems that Xiao Du has nothing on his mind except martial arts. The two of you are really...really...oh, I'm so anxious. Why are you two so stupid?" The Xiangmu became more and more anxious as she spoke, and she didn't know how to describe the two of them. "I'm telling you that relationships can be cultivated slowly. If you meet someone who is good in every way and you don't dislike him, don't hesitate. It's better to strike first. Once you miss the chance, it will be too late." It’s not that the mother-in-law is so anxious to get her daughter married, but she is worried that her daughter is slow in emotions. This is the first time she has seen her daughter invite a man home. This has never happened before. Moreover, most of the time, her daughter's eyes were not right when she looked at Du Ruo. It was not the look that an ordinary friend should have. As an outsider, she could see it clearly but it was difficult to point it out, so she could only say this. "Ah? But, but what if he doesn't like me?" Xiang Yuanyuan thought about it and felt that there was really nothing she disliked about Du Ruo, and she felt quite comfortable getting along with him. "Come on, I'll tell you about this..." Xiang's mother took Xiang Yuanyuan and walked towards the kitchen. Du Ruo and Xiang Yuanzhang became happier and happier as they talked. They chatted for several hours and both felt that they had gained a lot. The two did not end their conversation until Xiang Yuanyuan called them to eat in the restaurant and they went to eat. "Come on, Xiao Du, let's go eat first. We are happy today, let's have a couple of drinks... Oh..." Xiang Yuanzhang is still old. He is nearly eighty years old and he has been sitting for such a long time today. When he suddenly stood up, he seemed to have twisted his waist. "Be careful" Du Ruo stepped forward and gave Xiang Yuanzhang a hand to prevent him from falling. "I am old now, and my body is not as strong as before." Xiang Yuanzhang smiled bitterly. "I have some experience in massage and bone setting. Let me help you." After Du Ruo finished speaking, he didn't wait for the other party to reply. He stretched out his hand to feel the other party's spine at the waist. His mastery of the Bronze Man Technique gave him a special understanding of bones and meridians, and his five senses were particularly sharp. He could immediately detect that there was something wrong with Xiang Yuanzhang's body. "Click~" He grasped the bone with three fingers and applied gentle force, but there was no obvious movement. Only a slight "click" was heard, and Du Ruo moved his hand away. "Okay, feel it."
A smile appeared on Du Ruo's face. With the strength of his fingers and his understanding of the human body, bone setting or massage were a piece of cake for him. After all, every martial art taught fighting techniques and involved knowledge of the human body. "Hey, it really doesn't hurt anymore, Xiao Du, what was that technique you used just now?" Xiang Yuanzhang twisted his waist gently and immediately found that it didn't hurt anymore. He recalled that Du Ruo seemed to be using his fingers just now, which was obviously different from other Chinese medicine practitioners. "Haha, what a coincidence, it's called Fujian Bronze Man Technique, and it's very good at acupuncture. What I did just now was a kind of acupuncture, but it's not used for destruction, but for restoration. If it was an enemy just now, I grabbed the spine and gently squeezed it, which would instantly paralyze the person and make him lose his fighting ability." Du Ruo explained. "Oh, this is the acupoint pressing and acupuncture kung fu you mentioned. It is really powerful, but I didn't expect it to have such an effect. I just don't know what the Jiangxi Five Hundred Coins and Wudang Twelve Acupoint Pressing Kung Fu you mentioned are like." Xiang Yuanzhang felt a little emotional, witnessing Du Ruo's strength once again. He originally thought that Du Ruo just had a lot of knowledge and could talk about any kind of martial arts in detail. However, Du Ruo's demonstration just now immediately made Xiang Yuanzhang realize that Du Ruo was not only good at speaking, but his martial arts skills were also amazing. "Come on, come on, come and sit down. We must drink some wine today to be happy. I'll go get some wine." When the Xiang Mu saw Xiang Yuanzhang and Du Ruo coming, she hurriedly asked them to sit down, while she stood up to get the wine. "Xiao Du, sit down, just like you're at home, don't be polite." Xiang Yuanzhang didn't have any extra thoughts, he just admired Du Ruo. "Here, the wine is here. This is a treasure. Xiao Du is the guest today, so you have to drink more." The Xiangmu brought over a jar of wine. The jar was not big, weighing about five pounds, and looked like it had been there for a long time. Even though the Xiangmu had just wiped it, there were still obvious traces of dust on it. "Mom...you..." "Wife...you..." As soon as the wine was served, everyone at the table, except Du Ruo, looked older. "I won't drink this. I'm going to drink some wine today. Let's drink some safflower wine. Yuanyuan, go get me a bottle." Xiang Yuanzhang had a strange look on his face, but he glanced at Xiang Yuanyuan, touched his beard, and said something to Xiang Yuanyuan. "Grandpa, I drink safflower wine too. I drank too much at noon, so I'll drink less tonight." Xiang Yuanyuan blushed a little. She was not like this before. She would drink any kind of wine, even the wine of a rat. But what Xiang's mother said today made her think too much. So she quickly stood up and took the opportunity to get the wine. "..." The father-in-law was stunned. He looked at the mother-in-law in shock and opened his mouth, but the mother-in-law glanced at him and he immediately shut up. He just couldn't help rubbing his waist with his hand. (End of this chapter)