Chapter 3: The Flying General's Secret Book

  Li Qīn's lips moved, but he couldn't utter the words "father" and "mother". He hesitated for a moment, then said: "Just now, I was dreaming in my sleep, and I dreamed of an old immortal who pointed at me with one finger. A white light enveloped my body, and when I woke up, my injury had healed, and my body felt strong and healthy, seemingly even better than before!"

  Li Tian and He stared at each other in unison, then exclaimed in unison: "Old Immortal?"

  "What does that old immortal look like?"

  Li Qín didn't know what the old immortal from the folk legends of this era looked like, so he vaguely said: "It must have a divine appearance, slender and white-bearded, holding a duster, maybe it's an ancestor of my Li family!" Later generations would all hope that their ancestors became immortals to protect them, so he said this, thinking it should conform to the ideas of people in this era.

  Ke Li Tian listened and shook his head, saying: "It won't be my Li family's ancestors. My Li family's ancestors, no matter who they are, will not hold a duster in their hands. If they have to hold something, it would be a bow, arrow or spear!"

  Li Qinxin thought: "No wonder this body has obvious martial arts scars, it seems that my ancestors may have been a military general and were proficient in archery and gun techniques!"

  Li Tian and Mrs. He went to check Li Qin's wound again, looked at it repeatedly for several times, confirmed that the wound was gone, and his son's injury had healed, only then did they put their minds at ease. Mrs. He hurriedly cooked a meal, saying she wanted to make a thick porridge to celebrate, while Li Tian squatted beside the stove, helping Mrs. He add firewood.

  Li QIN felt his whole body full of energy, vigorous and strong, as if the vital energy inside him was about to burst out. He walked onto the empty ground in the courtyard, originally intending to practice a simple 24-form Tai Chi fist, but after just a few movements of stretching his hands and lifting his feet, he surprisingly practiced a strange and ancient fist method that he had never known before. This fist method was full of fierce and ruthless energy, as if a brave warrior had been surrounded by the enemy's formation and had to fight desperately for his life, with no mercy at all when striking out!

  Li QIN can be sure that he has never practiced such a fierce and powerful fist method before. In the past, he only knew 24 moves of Tai Chi, not even 42 moves!

  It's clear that this set of fist techniques was practiced by the previous owner of his current body, and he was extremely familiar with it. He didn't need to think about why or how, and could naturally bring out moves like twisting wrists to break arms, sealing throats and throwing people over his shoulder, each move flowing smoothly into the next like floating clouds and flowing water, making them incredibly fluent!

  This set of fist techniques is not many, but it's incredibly fast when practiced, using only one-tenth of the time to practice Tai Chi, and can be completed in no time, truly deserving of being called lightning-fast!

  Li Qin was stunned after finishing, feeling at a loss in the local area. He turned his head to look at Li Tian and He Shi.

  He took a wooden spoon in his hand, watched him finish his fist, and said with a sigh of relief: "It seems that the injury is really good, it's good to be well, it's good to be well!" Li Tian held a piece of wood in his hand, looked at Li Qin, and sighed softly, but didn't say anything.

  The two people on their faces did not reveal a surprised look, apparently they were used to seeing their son boxing and took it for granted.

  Li Qinchu stood still in the courtyard for a long time, his mind was confused and he couldn't understand many things. The fact that his soul could attach to this body meant that the original owner had already died, but how could someone with such a strong physique and good martial arts skills be beaten by a few rascals and die? Was it possible that the previous owner of this body was a person who only had good martial arts skills but was weak in character, so he didn't dare to fight back when he was beaten, and was actually beaten to death? How humiliating!

  After a good while, he suddenly heard Mrs. He say: "Son, the porridge is ready, come and eat quickly!"

  Li QIN finally came back to his senses, responded with a sound, shook his head, couldn't figure it out so he didn't think about it for now, his stomach was hungry and he really wanted to eat something.

  Entering the east room, this is where Li Tian and his wife lived, three people sat on a broken wooden bed, holding bowls to eat porridge. The borrowed grain was only two catties of bran, they could only eat frugally, each person had only one bowl, the pot was already clean, not even thinking about having seconds.

  Li QIN looked at the three bowls, saw that his own bowl of porridge was the thickest, and it was still the same after being served. Li Tian's bowl had some water added to it, making it much thinner. Looking at He Shi's bowl, he found that half a bowl of water had been added, turning the thick porridge into thin gruel!

  Li Qin's heart was unbearable, he waited for He Shi to drink two mouthfuls of thin porridge, then stretched out his own bowl and scooped some thick porridge into He Shi's bowl. He opened his mouth, still unable to call out "mother". He said: "I can't finish it, you have some on my behalf!"

  He hastily pulled the bowl back and said: "This child, mother is not hungry, she's full! Don't give it to me, you eat it yourself!"

  Li QIN was about to feed Li Tian porridge again, but Li Tian shook his head and said: "Dad is full, son knows that Dad and Mom are heartbroken, and Dad and Mom's hearts are relieved, no need to let go!" He only had one arm, so he could only hold the bowl and drink, but couldn't use chopsticks, and it was inconvenient for him to move around.

  Li Qindao said: "You... I'll serve you congee!" Putting down his own bowl, he wanted to help.

  Ke Li Tian said, "You hurry up and eat, Dad has hands and feet and can still move around, most annoying is when people need help. You're healed, tomorrow go out hunting, catch a few more rabbits and mountain chickens, to show filial piety to your mother, that's the real deal!"

  He Shi hastily said: "Head of the household, what are you talking about? The son's injury has just healed, he can't..."

  Li Tian's eyes widened, and he said: "I'm a Li family son, not so fragile! When our ancestors fought in the south and north, they suffered more severe injuries than him, yet they still fought with their wounds, what can't be done now?"

  He stopped talking as soon as he mentioned Li's ancestors, patted Li Qin's leg with his hand, and then bowed his head to drink porridge.

  Li Qindao said: "I... our family's ancestors are, who is it?" This question was asked with some difficulty, and he didn't even know who his own ancestors were. This descendant was quite unqualified, but if Li Tian asked him back, he could only push it off by saying he had a headache and forgot about past events.

  Ke Li Tian said: "Don't talk while eating, finish your meal first and then speak!"

  Li Qin didn't dare to ask again, and could only pick up his bowl to eat. The porridge made from bran was naturally coarse and tasteless, without any salt. In modern times, this would be considered chicken feed. But under the current circumstances, even if the bran porridge was difficult to swallow, he had to eat it, otherwise he would go hungry. He didn't have the luxury of being picky, as even the bran was borrowed.

  But everyone had only one bowl of porridge, and it was soon eaten. Li Tian handed the bowl to He Shi, Li Tian said: "Old lady, you go clean up at the stove, I have something to say to my son."

  He nodded and went out of the house, closing the door behind him.

  Li QIN looked at Li Tian, waiting for him to speak, but Li Tian lowered his head in thought, seemingly hesitant about something. After a long while, he finally raised his head and said: "Son, the rules of our Li family are that only after the eldest son gets married can we tell you about the ancestors' affairs. But now our family is poor and struggling, we don't even have leftover grain, how can we afford to arrange your marriage? This time you got injured, I've also come to realize that some things can't be too rigid, the Li family has been passed down to my generation, some rules should be changed. I plan to tell you about our ancestors' affairs."

  After finishing speaking, Li Tian opened a wooden box on the bed. The varnish on this wooden box had long been worn off, and it was estimated that it was brought out by Li Tian when he escaped from home at the beginning and never discarded. Li Tian took out the clothes in the box and took out a small jade box from the box. This jade box was made of high-quality green jade stone, and it was obvious that it was a precious thing.

  Li Qinxin thought: "My family is already so poor, but we haven't exchanged this jade box for food yet. This means that what's inside must be a treasured heirloom, something we'd rather starve to death than sell."

  Li Tian took out the jade box and placed it on his leg, saying to Li Qin: "Son, my Li family's ancestors were very famous, and there are even special biographies in historical books. Our ancestor was none other than Li Guang, also known as the Flying General, who lived three hundred years ago. Your father is his tenth-generation descendant, and you are the eleventh!" Later generations of descendants cannot directly address their ancestors by name, so when Li Tian mentioned "Li Gong Xuan Guang", he was actually referring to Li Guang.

  Li Qinchao took a deep breath, and from Li Tian's and He Shi's few words, he had already guessed that the ancestors of the Li family were very famous generals, but he didn't expect to be so famous that they couldn't come out anymore, and it turned out to be Fei Jiangjun.

  Li Tian was very satisfied with Li Qin's expression, and when he heard his father talk about their ancestors, he had the same expression. He continued: "My Li family was originally a famous general of the Great Qin, Li Gong Xian's bloodline. After entering Han, our ancestor fought in many battles and made countless contributions but did not receive any titles. He also offended General Wei Qing and refused to be humiliated by the clerks, so he took his own life in anger. It is difficult to establish a career, but it is easy to destroy a family. By the time of Ling Zu, due to the war with the Xiongnu being unfavorable, he had to pretend to surrender in order to gain a chance to breathe and plan for the future. However, both the emperor and his officials said that he truly surrendered, and only Sima Gong spoke up for Ling Zu, but as a result, he suffered great humiliation. My Li family owes the Sima family a great debt of gratitude."

  Li Tian finished telling his ancestors' story in one breath, coughed softly a few times, and the room fell silent again.

  Li Qian knew who Sima Gong was, namely the famous Sima Qian. In his book "Records of the Grand Historian", Sima Qian wrote a special biography of General Li, telling the story of this tragic hero Li Guang.

  After a while, Li Tian said again: "When the Emperor exterminated the Ling Zu's family, the loyal servants took the young Chou Zu out and escaped to Xiliang. From then on, they settled down and never returned to Guannei, passing it down to your father's generation. Unfortunately, Father lost an arm and had no way to advance, nor could he hold a bow or dance with guns, so he couldn't teach you the ancestral archery and gun skills, but only some guiding techniques, superficial skills, really ashamed of our ancestors!"

  Li Qin was speechless, he had originally thought that the powerful fist technique he had practiced was already very impressive, but it turned out to be just a superficial skill of the Li family, and according to Li Tian's tone, his archery skills should be considered a shame to his ancestors.

  Li Tian opened the jade box, took out two volumes of silk books, and handed one to Li Qin, saying: "This is our family tree, with your name as the last one. Your father wrote it down himself. When you have a son in the future, you should also record his name on it."

  Li Qin slightly nodded, took over the genealogy to view, Han Li Tang Kai, he originally didn't recognize many Li books, but the words on the silk book he recognized one by one, it must be the credit of the original owner of this body.

  Li Tian took out the second volume of silk book, gently opened it, looked at it for a moment, and then said to Li Qin: "Son, this volume of silk book is the treasure of our Li family's survival and prosperity. The teachings of our ancestors, Guangzu and Lingzu are all in it. Today, I will pass it on to you, hoping that you can learn from it and make progress, not seeking fame or glory, but only wishing for a strong body and a peaceful life!" As he spoke, he solemnly handed the silk book to Li Qin.

  Li Qingshu knelt down on both knees, raised his fists high above his head and saluted Li Tian deeply before accepting the silk book. He opened it to find that the first line of five large characters read: "Li's Fist Technique!"

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