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Chapter 11 Twelve Forms of Tiger Form

In addition to having farm work to do in the fields, Zhou Yimu also had to find the so-called life-saving thing for Zhou Fan. He and Guifeng soon left home and went busy.

Zhou Fan was the only one left at home. He didn't do anything, but stayed at home, thinking about everything that happened yesterday and today. There were too many things that happened in the past two days, and he was even in danger twice.

The patrol issue five days later, the only four years of life left... These are the reality that Zhou Fan has to face.

Zhou Fan was thinking about a solution, but he had no choice but to know too little about the world, and for the time being, everything could only rely on the power of others.

In the evening, Zhou Yimu and his wife came back. After dinner, Zhou Yimu took out a paper lantern and pasted a small lamp sign on one side of the lantern before handing it over to Zhou Fan.

Logically speaking, Zhou Fan has already considered it completely good, and the ghost should not come again, but it is still necessary to prevent it.

Zhou Fan carried a lantern and arrived at Lu Kui's home alone before it was completely dark.

Lu Kui's family was having supper, so Zhou Fan said hello and stood outside the door waiting.

Lu Kui greeted Zhou Fan for a meal, but Zhou Fan just smiled and said that he had eaten at home.

Lu Kui didn't say much.

Zhou Fan waited for about a quarter of an hour, and Lu Kui's family finished eating before he walked in.

Lu Kui waved his hand and drove his wife and two children, seven or eight years old, back to the room.

Under the lighting of the oil lamp in the hall, the light is still a little dim.

The figure behind Lu Kui was stretched and fell to the ground. He smiled at Zhou Fan and said, "The environment is a bit harsh. Afan, just let it go. By the way, can you recognize the words Afan?"

Zhou Fan frowned slightly. He didn't know how to answer this question. As far as he observed, it seemed that there was no private school in Sanqiu Village, so the predecessor should not recognize the word "六", but why did Lu Kui ask this?

"What? Don't you recognize it?" Lu Kui scratched his head, "I remember that your age seems to have studied with Shusheng Lin in the village."

Shusheng Lin? It turns out that his predecessor had read books.

When Zhou Fan heard Lu Kui say this, he nodded quickly and said, "I recognize some, but I may not recognize words that are too complicated."

"That's great, wait." Lu Kui said, then turned around and walked into the room. Soon he walked out with a red wooden box.

The wooden box is very simple and has no patterns, but Lu Kui looks precious. When he opened the wooden box, there was a black book inside.

Lu Kui picked up the book and handed it to Zhou Fan and said, "Look, how much can you understand?"

Zhou Fan took the book and opened the first page. When he looked at the font, he found that it was similar to official script and was completely relieved. If it were Xiaozhuan, he would have a dark look and couldn't understand it at all.

Official script is very similar to modern traditional Chinese characters, and Zhou Fan can still understand it.

The content in the book is very rich, in addition to the detailed text, there are also patterns of human body movements.

This is a secret book of martial arts called "Twelve Tiger Styles", but at the beginning, you use the small characters on the fly to indicate that it is a copy.

Zhou Fan was watching seriously, and Lu Kui didn't urge him, but waited patiently.

When Zhou Fan looked up and stopped reading, Lu Kui asked quickly: "Have you finished reading? How much did you understand?"

Zhou Fan thought for a while and said, "I know all the words inside, but I don't know the meridians and acupuncture points very well."

"Awesome." Lu Kui raised his thumb, "I didn't expect that Afan, you can recognize so many words. As for meridian acupoints, I will teach you. If you can understand it, it will be of great benefit to you."

"What a pity, Shusheng Lin died two years ago. Otherwise, my two children would have been able to go over and recognize some words with him. It would be quite beneficial to recognize some words." Lu Kui said with some regret.

"Captain Lu, why do you say that I can understand it is of great benefit to me?" Zhou Fan looked at the secret book of this martial arts a little confused.

"At home, just call me Brother Lu. Although I call your dad Brother Zhou, I am not old, so we will discuss our own things." Lu Kui smiled and said, "As for what are the benefits you said? The advantage is that if you understand the words, then you will be on the right path."

“The most correct way?”

"This "Twelve Tiger Shapes" is a method of practicing power passed down from Tianliang. We generally call it the strength section of a warrior. Once you really get started, your ability will increase sharply." Lu Kui explained: "But because we don't recognize the words, there are some differences in practicing "Twelve Tiger Shapes". Some people's strength does not grow quickly after practicing because they may have practiced some tricks wrong."

As Lu Kui mentioned, Tianliangli governs eighteen villages including Sanqiu Village.

"You can get started if you practice wrongly. Wouldn't you get into the trap?" Zhou Fan said in surprise.

Lu Kui exclaimed lightly, "Where did you hear that you were obsessed with the trespass?"

Zhou Fan was stunned for a moment. Could it be that the martial arts in this world were not as if they were possessed by the devil? However, he looked at Lu Kui's suspicious eyes and quickly smiled awkwardly: "It seems that I heard from Shusheng Lin's stories, but I fell into my mind and didn't remember whether it was him. I just vaguely remembered the word."

"I have heard people say that practicing qigong is intoxicated, but this should be nonsense." Lu Kui shook his head, "If you practice "Twelve Tiger Shapes" you will understand that this thing has nothing to do with your brain. It just tempers your body. How can it be intoxicated?"

Zhou Fan nodded repeatedly after hearing this, and he understood a little, that is to say, "Twelve Tiger Shapes" is a method of tempering flesh and body. No matter how you practice it, the only difference is the size of your strength.

"As long as you practice the most correctly, if your physical fitness is not bad, you should have much more strength to grow than ordinary people." Lu Kui said enviously: "It's a pity that I'm used to the previous actions, and rash changes are more harmful than good."

"So that's how it is." Zhou Fan said happily.

"You first read the first four postures in the book." Lu Kui said with a serious face, "Since my movements may not be standard, the best way is to practice according to the book yourself. If you don't understand acupoints and meridians, you can ask me. This is much better than if I blindly teach you."

"Why are the first four styles?" Zhou Fan asked while reading the book, "Brother Lu is afraid that I will not be able to chew too much?"

"It's not like you said, it's because the first four stances of "Twelve Tiger Shapes" are called the four stances of awakening. This is a threshold. If you can use these four stances to induced qi into the body to temper your body, that's the beginning. If you can't, you can only stand outside the martial arts door forever."

Lu Kui stretched and answered Zhou Fan's questions softly, all of which were not found in the book.

"Is it difficult to get started?" Zhou Fan looked at the book and asked with great sincerity.
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