A teenager is practicing martial arts assiduously in the backyard of the Du family in Li County, Xiangxi.

Practicing martial arts has become a common practice in Li County, and even ordinary women at home can practice a few hands, not to mention the young master of Du Fu.

The boy's name is Du Wenxin. He is eight years old this year. His father is a military general of the fourth grade of the imperial court. At the moment, he is fighting against the invasion of foreigners in the north.

But he practices the martial arts since childhood, has worshipped many famous teachers, at the moment practices is a hidden weapon kungfu, is called "the flying locust stone".

At this time, an old man walked into the backyard from the main hall, looked at Du Wenxin, and nodded with satisfaction. The old man was the housekeeper of Du Fu, named Wang Qing.

Wang Qing stepped forward and said, "Young master, it's time to eat."

Du Wenxin was sweating profusely. After finishing his work, he looked at Wang Qing and said, "Uncle Qing, what do you think of my practice?"

Wang Qing said with a smile, "Oh, young master, I've been practicing this'Locust Stone 'for almost a year. It's really good."

What Wang Qing said was true. Looking at the bumpy wall on the opposite side, it would be very difficult for ordinary people to do it if they had not practiced hard for a long time.

"" Ha ha, "said Du Wenxin with a smile." Come on, Uncle Qing, let's go to dinner.

The two men had not yet entered the main hall when suddenly there was a rush of footsteps. It was the gatekeeper of Du Fu.

Breathing heavily, the boy shouted as he walked, "Young master, it's no good. The master is back."

"Is the master back?" Wang Qing shouted? Why is it not good again?

"He's dying, sir," wailed the young fellow.

"What?" With an exclamation, the two men hurried to the front door.

"Father?" "Sir?" Du Xiangtian had been carried in by the servants, and Du Wenxin rushed over and cried.

Wang Qing also immediately went to the front, grabbed Du Xiangtian's hand, and felt the pulse.

Du Wenxin cried, "Uncle Qing, how is your father?"

Wang Qing shook his head, with tears in his eyes, and said, "I'm still hanging my breath. If it weren't for this, I wouldn't be able to do it long ago."

Du Wenxin cried again when he heard this. "Father, what's going on?"? Isn't it all right? It's only been a few months. Why is it like this?

Du Xiangtian was in a coma when he heard Du Wenxin crying. He gradually came to life. "Wenxin," he said weakly.

"Father, are you awake?" Asked Du Wenxin with joy.

Du Xiangtian nodded his head slightly. With tears in his eyes, he said, "I can't do it any more. You must listen to your uncle Qing in the future." Then he looked at Wang Qing and said, "Uncle Qing, please ask me."

Wang Qing, who was over sixty years old, had tears on his cheeks. "Don't worry, sir," he sobbed. "I'll take good care of the young master."

"Father, you won't die, you won't die," cried Du Wenxin.

Du Xiangtian just shook his head slowly, reached out to hold Du Wenxin's right hand, Du Wenxin felt a cool hand, spread out a look, the original is a small silver iron shell.

"Father, what is this?"

Du Xiangtian said weakly, "This is a bullet casing. The foreigners used it to hurt me like this. I left it not for you to avenge me, but for you to remember. You must remember it firmly in your heart. The foreigners invaded our land, robbed our money, and killed our innocent people. You must avenge the country and the people in the future. As long as the foreigners are still on our land one day." We have no peace, we must drive them out of our land of China, and return our great rivers and mountains!

With tears streaming down his face, Du Wenxin held the silver bullet shell tightly in his hand. "Father, rest assured, the child will never forget, swear to kill foreign ghosts and drive them out of China!"

Du Xiangtian was originally hanging a breath, now the wish has been, slowly closed his eyes, has gone.

"Father" ， "Master" Du Fu cried, and Du Wenxin would never forget this day.

A few months later, a small town in Guangnan.

Since the death of Du Xiangtian, Wang Qing sold the property of Du Fu, dismissed all the servants, and took Du Wenxin here, which was his hometown.

Wang Qing was originally the master of the Wuji Gate, which had been handed down for more than ten generations. When it came to Wang Qing, it gradually declined, leaving him alone.

Without Du Xiangtian's help, he would have been dead in the street. Later, Du Xiangtian saw that he was highly skilled in martial arts, so he left him as the housekeeper of Du Fu. He stayed there for more than ten years.

Du Xiangtian died, in order to let Du Wenxin cheer up again, simply brought him here.

Du Wenxin, after all, is only a child, far away from the sad place, after several months of enlightenment, is finally getting better.

Wang Qing also showed his identity to Du Wenxin. Du Wenxin had always been interested in martial arts. Suddenly, a master appeared beside him. Naturally, he would not let go. "Uncle Qing, will you teach me martial arts?"

Wang Qing said with a smile, "Oh, all right. One more skill in this troubled times can also provide one more guarantee. There are no disciples in the Wuji School, and the master is kind to me. I'll teach you the skills of the Wuji School."

Du Wenxin immediately knelt down and said, "I'd like to pay my respects to Shifu."

Wang Qing was stupefied at first. Then he laughed and said, "Good, good, good disciple."

The origin of Wujimen's martial arts is in Guangnan. It belongs to the southern boxing. It pays attention to the kungfu on the hands. This martial arts is called "Wudao Jiliu".

'Wudao Jiliu 'is a very powerful external skill. There are five changes in total,' Finger, Fist, Palm, Claw and Qi '.

The first four changes can be mastered by ordinary people after a long period of practice, but the change of Qi is difficult for many people to understand.

This is also the reason for the gradual decline of Wuji Gate, to the recent generations, no one can learn, Wang Qing naturally will not.

What Wang Qing can teach Du Wenxin now is only the first four changes.

It has to be said that Du Wenxin is indeed a martial arts prodigy. Before that, he worshipped many famous teachers and learned a lot of martial arts.

Now Wang Qing has taught him the martial arts of Wuji Gate, and in just a few months, he has practiced them perfectly.

Although the power is not as good as Wang Qing, but this is also the reason why he is still young, given time, more than Wang Qing is certain.

Wang Qing is also very satisfied with this, perhaps Du Wenxin can also practice this last change, then they can cheer up again.

Time has passed quietly, and they have been here for more than a year.

Du Wenxin has slowly forgotten Du Xiangtian on the surface, but there is a group of anger in his heart all the time, he wants revenge.

So he practices martial arts assiduously every day, not just the martial arts of Wuji Gate.

What he had learned before had not been left behind, and the best thing he had practiced was the Locust Stone.

At this time, he had practiced to the realm of being able to send and receive freely, and even Wang Qing felt inferior.

Clenching the'Locust Stone 'in his hand, Du Wenxin swore to himself: "Father, I will certainly avenge you!"