Pet King

Seeing the plaque of the "Xia Mao Yi Dog Temple", Feimas generally guessed that in real history, it must be Lao Cha alone to save Wu Ning. This will be a Xia Mao Temple, and there will be no "righteousness" on the plaque. "Dog". In order to thank Lao Cha for his rescue, Wu Mancheng and Wu Ning's father and daughter deliberately established a ancestral shrine for it to bear incense.

The memory of old tea has changed due to the appearance of Feimas.

The ancestral hall is not large, it has the same shape, the pillars coated with tung oil can be seen, and the door panels inlaid with copper nails are heavy and thick. The roof is not covered with thatched grass, but a glazed tile that shines in the sun. Although the area is only slightly larger than the main bedroom of the pet shop, it is also interesting to build such a shrine in the barren mountains and wild mountains. Many people are ungrateful.

For Lao Cha and Feimas, the existence of this shrine is also a good thing, at least there can be shelter from the wind and rain, and there is no need to sleep in the wild. The mosquitoes in this mountain are too poisonous. At night, the sky is so thick that Feimas has personal experience.

When the door is pushed open, the light inside the shrine is relatively dim, but this is by human standards and has little effect on old tea and Feimas.

The arrangement in the shrine was simple. The flat bluestone slabs steadily placed a low foot for the table, which was covered with yellow brocade, and several large plates were filled with smoked fish, steamed pork head and roasted goose.

There are three tablets standing side by side at the back of the table. The middle tablet reads "Grandfather's Place for Pets", and there is a string of Zhang Zi'an's mobile phone number next to it.

On the left and right two tablets are written: "The birth place of the heroic cat under the grace" and "The birth place of the righteous dog under the grace."

Laocha saw the writing on the tablet a bit bitterly, and Feimas didn't care what was written on the tablet. He raised a front paw and pointed at the roast goose and asked, "Is this for us?"

"It should be." Lao Cha guessed that this must have been left by the Wu family.

Feimas was hungry long ago, and heard that regardless of three or seventy-one, the roasted goose was scooped off the table.

There are three yellow futons in front of the table for worship, although Old Tea doubts if anyone will come to worship. In front of the futon was a porcelain incense burner, and three lit sandals were slowly burning green smoke.

Pegasus sat down on the futon, eating the roasted goose with great joy.

The old tea also scooped the smoked fish, eating it slowly while picking the fishbone.

On the left and right, there is also a clay figurine of a cat and a dog. Feimaz eats and gnaws. The two statues anthropomorphize the cat and the dog, both standing on hind legs, holding their fists in front paws, and wearing robes. It looks weird like dogheads and catheads.

Neither old tea nor Feimas liked the taste of sandalwood. After destroying the sandalwood, at night they closed the door with peace of mind, occupying a futon and sleeping in the shrine.

Evenings of the same season are much colder in the ancient wilderness than in modern cities. Fei Ma Si is very fortunate to have such a shrine, to avoid the suffering of wind and rain and hot sun exposure. Besides, the weather is getting colder and colder, and it will soon be hungry and frozen. It doesn't know how long it will stay in the old tea's memory. The world is too real. It doesn't want to be frozen to death.

On a silent night, various nocturnal animals began to become active. The howls of wild beasts came from the distant mountains. With the hearing of Feimas and Lao Cha, you could detect the unknown animals moving around the shrine while they were night, fighting. Grab the fishbone and goose bones thrown by old tea and Feimas. Some daring animals smelled the scent of steamed pork head meat and came to the door. They were scared away by the old tea's throat.

"Fei Xiong, tell me about the pet shop." Lao Cha was not used to going to bed early, and turned over on the futon to ask, his eyes were particularly bright in the darkness.

In the past few days, nothing happened. Feimas has talked about some pet shops one after another, some of which he has personally experienced, and some of which he has heard. The strange new world is so strange that old tea always makes you listen to it.

Feimas was a bit sleepy, and he lay on the futon stupidly and said, "Just don't call me Fei brother, just call me Feima, I don't have a surname Fei ... what do you want to hear?"

"What kind of person is Zhang Zi'an?" Lao Cha has a strong interest in Feimas' mouth, who became a student after 100 years.

Feimas thought about it, and found it difficult to summarize a person in just a few sentences. After all, people are too complicated, and it doesn't think that they have been with Zhang Zi'an for too long, and they are not qualified to summarize him. , Just said: "Pet shop customers agree that he is a stingy single dog."

Old tea is more interested. If Feimas describes him as a saint's rebirth, everything seems to be taken for granted, but from this sentence of Feimas, it can't find any reason for him to accept him as a student. If you do this yourself, there must be deeper reasons. It believes that even if it is old, it does not look old.

It still had to ask more questions, and then heard the long and even breathing sound from Feimas, it seemed to be asleep.

Lao Cha turned over again, with a longing for a better future, and gradually fell into dreamland.

...

The next morning, the first rays of morning light hit Feimas' eyelids through the door slit, and he shook his head to wake.

Soon after, the old tea was sober and stretched.

The steamed pork heads are too big, they are eaten in portions, and there are many left. They don't like the taste of pork head meat, but they don't want to go hungry, especially old teas don't want to go to hair or drink blood.

Open the door. The weather is good today, the sun is shining, and last night's dew is hanging on the grass.

The old tea has a habit of exercising every morning. The previous few days were a leap in the mountains and forests. When the artisans built the ancestral hall, a flat open space was opened in front of the ancestral hall. With a special secret medicine to drive away the ants, the old tea moved on this open space.

Feimas slipped into the mountain forest to solve the physical problem, and squatted boringly on the steps in front of the ancestral hall, basking in the sun and watching the old tea jump east and west. In its view, old tea is just playing.

About ten minutes later, Laocha stopped with a sudden snoring, raised a cat's claw in doubt, and observed carefully.

"What's wrong, old tea, twisted your arms?" Feimas asked. "Zhang Zi'an still needs to do warm-up exercises before practicing boxing every day, saying that he can prevent sports sprains."

"That's not it." Laocha shook his head and said in a very uncertain tone: "I don't know if it is an illusion. I always feel that today's strength and speed are stronger than usual ..."

Feimas thought about it and guessed, "Is it because the food is better these days? What do you usually eat in old tea?"

"It shouldn't be this problem." Lao Cha came to it, "Fei Xiong, you might as well run a lap or try a few times to see if the speed is different from usual."

Feimas couldn't hold the old tea repeatedly, hurried around the open space, jumped a few times, and stuck out his tongue and said, "No, I don't feel any difference. Did you sleep in old tea? Besides, there are When it ’s good, sometimes it ’s bad. Is n’t that normal? We ’re not robots. ”

In fact, it has eaten too much from yesterday to today, and its stomach is bulging and bulging, and it runs slower than usual ...

Laocha hissed in a cold breath and wondered if he felt that there was really a problem, so he no longer tangled the problem and asked, "Yes, Fei, what is a robot?"

Feimas: "..."

It doesn't bother to explain, and it doesn't bother to correct the wrong title of old tea.

...

These days passed a few more days.

Every day at noon, the Wu family will send people to carry a small bag into the mountain, which is covered with oily paper and covered with various renovated food, including smoked fish, smoked duck, smoked sausage, roast goose, beef sauce, crystal hoof, Roasted chicken, etc., one day even gave a roasted whole lamb ... This place is near the sea. Smoked fish alone is replaced by several kinds of fish. There are sea fish and river fish.

The Wu family really treats them as emperors. By eating the rest of the food, they generally understand the preferences of old tea and Feimas, and no longer send pork head meat and other things they do not like to eat.

On such a comfortable day, since Zhang Zi'an did not plan a reasonable diet for him, Feimas can eat as much as he can. Every time he can't eat, he can grow fat and strong, and his hair is dripping fast. Here comes the oil. At first it was still a little bit reluctant, but gradually it noticed that it was wrong—according to its observation from the side, the old tea with a more moderate diet turned out to run faster and faster, while the weight gradually increased, it ran slower and slower, and went to the mountains and forests Take a few steps while urinating and panting ...

I'm afraid it's not good to go on like this--it reminds me of the troubled times now. If this barren mountain and wild ridge meets the same thief like last time, it is estimated that it can't escape the three swords, and sooner or later it will be slaughtered into dog meat Incense pot ...

Waking up this morning, Lao Cha walked into the middle of the open space, not rushing to move his body, but stared at his cat's claws thoughtfully. Feimas ate again, squatting on the steps, leaning against the door frame, lazily basking in the sun to eat.

"Old tea, why don't you run away?" Feimas asked boringly. It has become a habit to watch Lao Cha running around the open space every morning, hopping up and down between branches.

Lao Cha did not answer, but briefly stood on his hind legs, the two front claws struck alternately, and the action was fast and loud.

Feimas was a little familiar with this posture, remembered after thinking about it, and asked, "Hey? Is this Japanese punch?"

When he was in a pet store, he watched Zhang Zi'an practice boxing classes every morning, and almost all started with Japanese character punches. Although there is a big difference between the human and cat body types, they are too familiar after all. Out.

Lao Cha retracted his posture and nodded and said, "I don't know why. Recently I always feel that there is endless power in my body. I am as light as a yan, and I have a lot of dexterity. Wing Chun Boxing I saw from Chen Gong Huashun. "

Feimas was stunned. It remembered that when fighting with thieves and bandits that day, Lao Cha just relied on his rich experience and sensitive actions to dodge the enemy ’s attacks and find backlashes. There was no rule-based boxing routine. Tea has not practiced Wing Chun?

Lao Cha lay on the wall and silently remembered Chen Huashun's actions when he practiced Wing Chun alone, but never formally practiced. The body structure of humans and cats is not the same, and he cannot paint gourds exactly like that.

Since the establishment of the Shengci Temple, Lao Cha not only felt that his physical strength had increased rapidly, but even his thinking had become extremely clear. Many things that he did not understand in the past or did not think at all were suddenly connected at this time-in other words, his spiritual intelligence was quietly Enlightenment.

He feels that he can try it and transform human Wing Chun Boxing into cat Wing Chun Boxing. It doesn't matter if it doesn't, as it says, idle is idle anyway.

"If you want to practice old tea, I can give you some guidance." Feimas suggested.

"Oh, Fei Brother, you know Wing Chun?" Lao Cha asked in surprise.

"That's not it. I said it. When you instruct Zhang Zi'an to practice boxing every day, I am lying next to you. I remember most of what you said at that time. Maybe it can help you?" Feimas doesn't Too sure.

"That would be great!" Lao Cha nodded happily, "Thanks in advance to Brother Fei!"

Feimas said quickly: "It's nothing, don't thank me, I just rephrase your words at that time."

Starting from the next day, the activities of Lao Cha changed from running around the open field and jumping up and down in the woods to the practice of Wing Chun Boxing. The experience reported by Feimas helped a lot, because it was all Lao Cha at that time. It takes years to extract the essence from theory and actual combat. Although some things are not suitable for cats, the principles are the same.

Day by day, the weather is getting colder and cooler, and the old tea's Wing Chun Boxing is making rapid progress. When encountering difficult problems, it carefully scrutinized every word with Feimas and verified it with practical exercises.

Even if Feimas provided the experience of paraphrasing, in the practice process, due to the lack of predecessors ... No, it is the practice experience of the former cats as a reference. Old Tea inevitably hurts when doing some difficult movements. Fortunately, he learned a lot of Chinese medicine from Chen Huashun. After the injury, he went to the forest to find the corresponding herbal medicine, or take it orally, or chewed it topically. Everything will be normal within a few days.

Feimas was worried that he would be caught and stewed into a dog-like fragrant pot. He would no longer eat Hesse and would run around in a hurry. His body shape became slightly normal. Slowly, it also noticed that his physical strength has indeed improved a lot. He was dragged down by a fat body a while ago, and he lost a lot of breath after running a few laps around the open space, and he could jump without effort. The roof of the shrine. Since then, it has been changed to the sun on the roof, and it is also convenient to observe the surrounding movement.

...

Another day.

Feimas took the futon to the roof and watched Lao Cha practice Wing Chun fists.

When the old tea settled down, it asked curiously: "Old tea, you obviously only practiced for a few days, but the effect is better than Zhang Zi'an last few months. Why is this? Is it because he is too stupid? Anymore? "

Lao Cha looked up at Feimas, smiling with a smile, and replied, "No, that's because the body structure of humans and cats is different. If Fei Brother wants to know, let's take a look."

Feimas heard that he jumped off the roof and followed the old tea into the shrine.

The incense burner with sandalwood in the shrine originally, because they did not like the smell of sandalwood, cleaned the incense burner to hold water.

The incense burner has a large belly and a small mouth, and there is no water in it. Laocha motioned for Feimas to watch, and he slammed himself into the incense burner, drilled into the boneless head and foot, and easily drilled out of the head and foot.

Feimas was stunned. It couldn't get in anyway. It couldn't get out if it had to get in. As long as it was ignited by the firewood on the bottom of the stove, it was a proper stove for dog meat.

Lao Cha explained with a smile: "As long as my cat family, the collarbone and scapula are not fixed, they will naturally shrink their bones. When practicing Yongchunquan, which is known for its fast and flexible movements, it is more effective."

Feimas suddenly realized that no wonder Laocha's boxing progress was amazing.

Lao Cha groaned: "I have also considered that the mountains and rivers are poor and the world is born of troubled times. I regard Fei Brother as a confidant, and I should teach Fei Brother some self-defense skills, but Yongchun Boxing is not suitable for dog training ..."

Feimas also understood after reading that old tea is not a private possession, but the dog really can't practice Wing Chun. It has some regrets, but it is relieved: "It doesn't matter, old tea, I have a sign of crisis to defend myself. Guarantee. "

Lao Cha didn't agree, and laughed: "The brother Fei said the rate was bad! That day I saw Fei brother's pace was flexible. It seemed that he could not know the prophet, but it was a pity to escape the missed fighter ... In fact, these days I think With several types of martial arts, it may be just right for Fei Xiong to practice. "

"What martial arts?" Feimas raised his ears and listened carefully.

Lao Cha recalled the past and said, "A long time ago, there was a famous martial artist named surname Huang who came to discuss martial arts with young Chen Gonghuashun. At that time, three wins were agreed. Chen Gonghuashun successively pressed the opponent with the bridge hand and double flying butterfly palm. Under this circumstance, the third game would not have to be compared any more, but in order to save face, Master Huang surrendered his three-legged performance on the spot and left. Chen Gonghuashun was impressed and shocked after seeing it He is a heavenly man. He has repeatedly studied on his own, trying to restore the three-legged method. However, because he was just a glimpse of the situation, he only knew its potential and did not know his mental method. Therefore, he did not succeed until he died ~ www.mtlnovel. com ~ It happened to be seen by me during the last exercise, and I wrote it down. After these days of observation, I felt that Fei Xiang had a firm bottom plate, especially his amazing leg strength, which was just right for practicing these three types of leg exercises. "

After talking about the origins of these three types of leg methods, Lao Cha paused and said gently: "However, these three types of leg methods must be the essence of a certain set of martial arts. They are amazingly powerful when they are alone, but they are not systematic. I wonder if Brother Fei is intentional? "

Feimas had some interest. It knows the power of Wing Chun Boxing. Even if these three types of leg methods are incomplete and inferior to Wing Chun, at least after learning, you can reduce the chance of being stewed into a dog meat pot.

So it asked, "Can these three legs have a name?"

Lao Cha nodded, "Chen Gonghuashun didn't know the true name of the three-legged leg method, but because of his speed and power, he was very powerful, so he called it` `Foshan Wuying Legs! ''

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