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- Chapter 296 Goodbye
Fang Jie opened the book that the old man handed him and looked at it. What he saw after this time was not a naked woman with flawless figure, but there was still a picture on the first page, which was a picture of a woman with perfect body proportions. Men, of course, are also naked. All the acupuncture points, Qi meridians, and Qi sea dantian on this man's body are marked, and there are many small text notes next to them.
Such pictures can be seen in any introductory book on spiritual practice.
It can be said that the location of every air point on this map and the direction of every air vein are deeply recorded in Fang Jie's mind. Even if he were asked to draw it now, he would never fail in it. He longed to be able to practice cultivation, and the effort he put in was unimaginable.
Although Fang Jie already knew this map by heart, he still read it carefully again. Finding that this picture was no different from the ones he had seen before, Fang Jie still felt that since the old man gave him this book, there must be something profound about it. After reading it again, he still found nothing new.
Turning to the second page, there is still a picture.
He is still the same man with perfect body proportions, and he is still marked in such detail.
Fang Jie looked at it for a while and then went back. Just like trying to find the differences, I looked back and forth, and finally found some subtle differences. But it's just that the direction of two very thin Qi veins is slightly deviated. He turned to the third page and saw the same picture. Fang Jie looked at the previous two pages again, and it took him half an hour to find out the subtle differences between the three pictures.
Page 4
When Fang Jie saw this picture, his eyes immediately lit up.
In the picture on the fourth page, this man¡¯s body has obviously changed a lot. In this picture, the qi sea in the man's body is hidden with shadows and cannot be seen. The Qi pulses are much more than those of the characters in the previous pictures, but it seems that the Qi pulses are very thin and densely packed.
Fang Jie quickly turned to the fifth page and found that the man in this picture could see the clear sea of ????qi again, and it was very huge, much larger than the people on the previous pages. But the man in this picture actually only has a few Qi veins in his body, but they are very thick.
¡°People look the same, with facial features, internal organs, hands, feet, and limbs.¡±
The old man knocked the peanut in his mouth and said: "But as far as practice is concerned, everyone is different. This difference is not just the size of the sea of ????qi, the number of open air pockets, and the thickness of the qi veins. If It is not easy to figure out how many secrets are hidden in the human body. "
"These pictures represent different physiques?"
"Um"
The old man nodded: "These pictures are all very good physiques. The first picture can be seen in the introductory practice chapters of various sects. But people think it is just a simple picture. Explanation, in fact, this picture shows a genius with one hundred and twenty-eight air points fully opened. This is the most perfect cultivation physique in theory. If any sect obtains such a disciple, it often means that this sect will be here. It is carried forward in people.¡±
Fang Jie was silent for a while and then asked: "Are these pictures hand-drawn by seniors?"
"I just draw for fun when I have nothing to do."
The old man smiled, pointed at the books in the room and said: "There is nothing else here, except for books. And I have more time than others, so I read more. The first three pictures are in many classics. It can be seen that the drawings are all of genius physiques with 128 air pockets fully opened. However, there are still slight differences. The following pictures will not appear in any sect's classics because of the theory. Above, the people represented by these pictures cannot practice Buddhism.¡±
¡°No one is so boring as to carefully draw all the illustrations of those who cannot practice physical fitness, except me.¡±
¡°Take it back and take a good look at it. The more careful you are, the better.¡±
The old man smiled and said: "The last few pages are some of my insights from studying over the years. They may not be of any help to you, but they won't do any harm either. There are also a few pictures of meridians and activating movements that I drew. It's much easier. Doing it can promote blood circulation, and it has some benefits. "
Fang Jie solemnly put the thin book into his arms, then stood up and saluted: "Thank you, senior, for your teaching."
¡°It¡¯s just that I am bored and have some fun for myself.¡±
The old man waved his hands indifferently: "I have been cleaning and organizing this library for many years. You are the most interesting little guy I have met in so many years. Since many memories of the past have been blurred, I have to do it again before I die. A few interesting things I'm not used to intervening in anyone's fate. I just feel that you and I have some fate, so I'll give it to you as a meeting gift. "
Fang Jie said: "I don't know how to repay you"
"After a while"
The old man thought for a while and said: "I may go out again, and this trip will take a long time, so I need a young and smart person to take care of me. There are not many people in the yard who are pleasing to the eye." , you¡¯re not bad After going out this time, someone as old as me will definitely not move around easily again. If you really want to repay me, just take care of me for a while. "
"But¡¡"
Fang explained: "In a few days, I will go to Yongzhou in the southwest. It will take about half a year to come back."
"Then I'll just wait for you to come back."
The old man smiled and said, "I still have some time anyway."
"Where are you going?"
Fang Jie couldn¡¯t help but ask.
"Let's see, if my energy can still cope with it, I will come back and continue to mess around after I finish my work. If my energy can't cope with it, after I finish my work, I plan to visit the places I have been to, and I have not contacted them for many years. Old friends will meet.¡±
"good"
Fang Jie nodded: "I will inform Your Majesty to come back from the southwest as soon as possible to accompany you on this journey."
¡°There¡¯s no rush¡±
The old man shook his head slightly: "If I sit still and do nothing, and huddle in this library like an old turtle sleeping, I can still live for a while."
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When Fang Jie left the Yanwu Academy, he had been wondering about the identity of the old man. Before entering the library today, he had never thought that the old man would be an accomplished person. But today, although the old man did not say it clearly, he did not deny his special status.
Fang Jie is very curious, who is he?
¡°Then Fang Jie naturally thought of the perverted old monk who appeared at the last moment to salute the Shaolin Temple in Jin Yong¡¯s masterpiece The Eight Parts of the Dragon that he had read in his previous life. If this old man was really that powerful, Fang Jie would have to lament his bad luck.
It¡¯s just a package of peanuts every day, but in exchange for advice from an expert.
The more I think about it, the more beautiful it becomes, so Fang Jie¡¯s mood is also very beautiful. He calculated the time and found that it was exactly time for lunch when he arrived at the Sanjin Houfu, so he gave up the plan of taking a carriage across the city. He is a person who likes to walk. He likes to walk on the streets and observe all kinds of people, and then tells himself that he must adapt to the world like those common people. Over the past ten years, although the memories of my previous life are still there, they have indeed become somewhat blurred.
"More and more people and things in this world are in my mind. Except for the relatives in my previous life, many things that remain unchanged in my memory have become blurred. Even if I think about it carefully, I can't figure out the cause and effect.
Sometimes Fang Jie still worries that one day his memory of his past life will be suddenly erased by something, and he will no longer be able to remember a single trace. Is that a terrible thing?
The bicycle in his previous life, the remote control plane in his previous life, the animation in his previous life, the woman he had a crush on in his previous life These have gradually drifted away from him. Fang Jie once imagined that one day he would suddenly return to that world and become an ordinary person. People walk through the city of high-rise buildings every day in order to survive.
Then he discovered that if he really went back, he would miss this world very much.
Walking on the street, his thoughts were very messy.
A burst of gongs pulled him out of his memories, and then he heard someone shouting loudly: "The Ministry of Punishment enforces the law, and the idlers stay out of the way." Following the sound and looking ahead, I saw a mighty group of people approaching in the distance. At the front were officers from the Ministry of Justice in red official uniforms, followed by prison cars one after another. Behind each prison car were a large group of prisoners with their hands tied with ropes, including men and women. Young and old.
"Look, those are the first batch of rebels to be executed!"
A vendor not far from Fang Jie shouted excitedly, his eyes shining.
"Kill the rebels!"
I don¡¯t know who shouted first, and then the people on both sides of the street smashed what they could find. Eggs, vegetables, raw meatthe vendors didn't seem to care about their losses, and they smashed the things they had on hand at the prisoners with righteous indignation.
For a moment, the scene became chaotic.
"But no one from the Ministry of Punishment or the escorting officers and soldiers stopped the people's behavior and allowed the people to vent their dissatisfaction and anger.
"Rebel!"
A gray-haired old man threw his crutch and hit a woman on the eyebrow. Immediately, a stream of blood flowed down her cheek. This is a woman who looks very iconic. Her face is very pale, as if she has just recovered from a serious illness, and her blood is as pale as herThe face is in sharp contrast.
She turned her head to look at the old man, her eyes empty without any emotion.
She is like a person who has no soul, only a body is left. She was wearing white clothing with the word "prison" printed on it, and her feet were shackled. So it was very difficult to walk, and every step was a drag.
Fang Jie knows this woman.
Her name is Zhuang Die.
The women around her looked familiar to Fang Jie, and he knew that they were all girls from the Crescent Tower, including the madam These women were Prince Yi's tools to win over the courtiers.
"These people who are going to be executed today are marginalized people in the case of Prince Du Shiyi's rebellion. They have no meaning to the case, but they cannot escape the death penalty. Including the servants in Prince Yi's palace, the captured Snake Guards, and the Jianghu Guests. There are also other servants, maids, and members of the courtiers involved in the case.
Looking at the endless queue, there were at least two to three thousand people.
But this is only the first group of people to be executed.
Because His Majesty has stated in Prince Yi¡¯s case that those who deserve to be killed will be killed immediately after the interrogation is clear. Therefore, there is no rule about waiting until the end of the year to be executed. These marginalized people will be the first to go to hell. Those repeat offenders and their immediate family members will not be escorted to Caishikou together until the case is settled.
Fang Jie looked at Zhuang Die and suddenly wanted to rescue her from the prisoner team.
I really want to.
At this moment, the girl with empty eyes also saw him. Their eyes met, the meaning in their eyes was so complicated. Fang Jie frowned and subconsciously took a few steps forward and raised his hand to stop the advancing team.
Zhuang Die suddenly shook his head at him.
She looked at Fang Jie, her eyes suddenly full of satisfaction.
"do not come"
She just mouthed the words without making any sound. Perhaps, at this moment, she didn't want to cause any trouble for Fang Jie. She is a death row prisoner, and Fang Jie is the hero.
"Thank you"
she says.
"Just think of me as a dreamyou are a good person."
She laughed, tears finally flowing from her eyes.
"goodbye"
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