Chapter 3: Tincture

What does it mean for the disciples of the Wen family to pass the ten-year college entrance examination?
Can call the family manpower arbitrarily, and no disciple who surnamed Wen can disobey.
Can call the family wealth at will, and instructed that his own disciples responsible for the money and money will put the RMB in the bag and send it over.
The Wen family passed down for more than two thousand years. There are hundreds of ordinary direct children. Everyone is a biochemical weapon with an ID card. The accumulated wealth is countless. It is not too much to say that the last sentence is rich and enemy.
Wen Leyang's status is second only to the three heads of the family and uncle Wen Tunhai in the family, but he has no chance to enjoy these for the time being, and he is in trouble now.
Early the next morning, Wen Leyang rushed to the uncle's house, and Wen Tunhai pointed at the big tank with steaming heat: "Go in! Every morning I will come to make medicinal wine!"
"Want to soak again?"
"Less nonsense, this arrangement has its own deep meaning!" Wen Tunhai's tone was majestic, but his eyes couldn't conceal the joy of the big hatred. He didn't even wait for Wen Leyang to take off his clothes and lifted a kick on that pure ass. Wen Leyang flew directly into the big tank.
The medicinal wine was hot, and he surrounded the whole body with a sudden, Wen Leyang moaned comfortably with 36,000 pores. He was sitting quietly in the big tank at the command of the uncle, waiting for the medicine to enter the body, according to his twelve years old The previous experience, soaked in medicated wine for an hour, a body of hotness will rise in the body, like a small mouse, drilled everywhere in the limbs, making people numb and itchy, and then they will be removed from the tank by parents Take it out, massage along the seven strange points on your body, the hot little mouse will gradually dissipate, and your body will be hot, full of energy, and you will run up and down the mountain all day without feeling tired.
Bubble, Wen Leyang feels something is wrong, the drug effect slowly enters the body through the skin around the body, but this time it is not a small mouse, but a small knife, not a single one, it is a million.
Wen Leyang only felt that there were countless small knives piercing and slashing in his body, still the kind of dull and crippled, rusty knives. The comfort at the beginning has disappeared, and every second in the tank has become an hour. He bit his teeth and endured for a long while. Finally he couldn't hold it, trembling and humming, and opened his eyes and looked Uncle Xiang standing in the courtyard: "Uncle, that Xieyang Pill, as long as you hold your urine for one day, you can crack it, I didn't lie to you ..."
Wen Tunhai was stunned and smiled and said, "Scrap, Lao Tzu has no time to entertain you. If you can't hold on, get out, this medicine wine world can only be soaked by the disciples of Tuo Xie Zong, even if someone wants to hit a drop No chance! "
Wen Leyang focused on his head, biting his lip and no longer talking, looking at his expression to be desperate with this tank of medicinal wine. He was usually a good old man among his brothers and sisters, but he became stubborn and could not pull back the eight cows.
Wen Tunhai smiled and did not care, at this time his mother-in-law shouted from the house: "Being the owner, having breakfast."
Wen Tunhai promised, and asked Wen Leyang again: "Boy, come out when you can't hold it!" After stepping into the house, soon afterwards, there was anger in the house: "How are all porridge, Laozi today No water, no porridge, in short, nothing ... "
After a while, Wen Tunhai greeted Wen Leyang in the house again: "Boy, time is long enough, come out."
The courtyard was silent.
Wen Tunhai walked back to the yard with a confused face in his face, and exclaimed aloud, a rice bowl hung up with a terrible broken sound, and whistled all the way from Wen Tonghai's hand and smashed into the big cylinder, bursting into a giant In the sound, the huge cylinder was smashed into pieces by an ordinary rice bowl. The full jar of medicinal wine was about to burst into the sky like an explosion, splashing and flying, and immediately landed on the ground. The stinky gray smoke, even a fool, can see how violent this jar of medicinal wine is.
Wen Leyang's body was soft, and I didn't know when he had fainted, and he bit his lips.
Stomped with warm air, stretched his hand and opened his mouth and stuffed a pill, then turned back and yelled at his mother-in-law: "Get a bamboo needle!"
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The detoxification bamboo needles of the Wen family are slightly thicker than the embroidery needles. The needle body is hollow, and the fingers of the sea swallow the wind like wind. You ca n’t see the movements at all. , And then injected various colors of powder from the hollow needle tube, Wen Leyang finally moaned, his eyelids quivered, and there was a trace of pride in his eyes that could not be concealed: "Uncle, soak for a long time ..." He did not yet I know that I have played back and forth in Guimenguan. If Wen Tunhai is not a true biography of the Wen family, this life will be completely explained.
Wen Tunghai wiped the sweat from his forehead and scolded: "For a long time! This medicinal wine is not soaked as long as possible. You must practice immediately after soaking in medicinal wine. Scholars have to crawl out when they can't bear the pain! "
"Ah?" Wen Leyang exclaimed emotionally: "Then don't you tell me early?"
Wen Tunhai whispered while pulling the bamboo needle alive: "Lao Tzu keeps you out and crawls out, you when Lao Tzu is farting!"
"Then now ..."
"If you don't practice, you will be a waste person soon. You can do nothing but fart!"
Wen Leyang just screamed and jumped from the ground like an electric shock: "Then hurry up and practice! What ...?" After listening to the uncle, he now feels that his skin, muscles and blood vessels are all tight, as if it will not take long. It broke apart.
Wen Tunhai is no longer nonsense, just take out a thin booklet and throw it to him: "Follow this boxing, practice!"
After soaking for a long time, the poisonous body added, Wen Leyang also knew the terrible consequences of the matter this time, and took over a dozen pages of brochures before and after, let alone put up a posture to open directly ~ EbookFREE.me ~ The first move, he put his face on the ground fiercely.
The second move, with his back heavily on the ground, happened to be a stone across his coccyx, Wen Leyang screamed, struggling to climb up and look at the third boxing, and looked at the uncle with a wry smile: "Uncle, Is this book ... printed wrong? "
Wen Leyang's qualifications are not the best among the children of the Wen family, but he was tempered by medicinal liquor when he was young, and he exerted extra strength when practicing. The foundation he laid was still strong. Whether it is strain or strength in the boxing, he already has some accomplishments. However, according to this boxing spectrum, you can't practice a single move at all.
Simply put, every trick in this boxing script is to teach people how to fall on the ground and how to fall hard.
For example, the first move requires that you lean forward and step back on the Nine Palaces at the same time to throw back; the second move is to force the right fist and hammer the ground heavily, but the feet must struggle to jump.
The movements in the back were even more incredible. Wen Leyang glanced at them and felt that it would be difficult for him to complete such complicated movements without blowing the horns. In particular, the moves recorded on the last few pages do not need to be practiced at all. You can see that there is a problem at first glance. The skill of attack is to coordinate the whole body. , Each busy, his left shoulder draws a circle, his right shoulder rises up and down, his left palm is like a tai chi, right fist, black tiger, his left leg is a horse, and his right knee is surrounded by old tree roots ...
Wen Tunhai watched him 'dead to his death' and so much nonsense, also anxious and scolded: "Open your dog's eyes to see, is that book printed, is it a predecessor's book!"
Uncle Wen Jia said a joke at a critical moment.
Wen Leyang screamed, knowing that the boxing method is correct. Of course, this is the uncle's mistake. He is cautiously reserved for the content of the boxing.