Traveling through time again: I can actually travel through space

Zheng Jianmin choked again, and then said, "You don't need to forget these. But, my daughter, you said your master taught you martial arts, why didn't your father see you practice it?"

Nan Qu looked at Zheng Jianmin with an expression that said, "How come you don't even understand this?" "Master said that I'm too young and too weak to practice, so he only asked me to practice internal skills every day."

Zheng Jianmin opened and closed his mouth for a long time before he uttered, "Internal strength? Your master can also teach such a thing?" What should he do? This damn thing made him too excited.

Who doesn't have a martial arts dream? More importantly, he has met many people with a good foundation in martial arts. Even Wang Minsheng, according to him, has a sense of qi, which is the legendary internal martial arts.

Therefore, Zheng Jianmin knew the saying that one should train muscles, bones and skin externally and breath internally, and he also knew that if he wanted to learn some superior kung fu, internal kung fu was the key.

Now, my daughter has actually learned the internal martial arts skills.

Zheng Jianmin was shamefully moved.

"Well, my girl, look, is daddy good to you?"

Seeing Zheng Jianmin like this, Nan Qu remained calm, but secretly delighted in her heart, finally taking the bait: "Okay~ Although Dad is too stupid and can't always find me, it's still good."

Heartache was the only feeling Zheng Jianmin had at the moment. However, think about it, his daughter's master was a man of inner strength, and it would not be too easy for him to take her away without making any expression in front of them.

It can also be considered as a relief for myself.

"You can't blame Dad for this. The truth is, your master is too powerful and Dad is no match for him. If Dad also had powerful kung fu, he would definitely not let you be captured!"

Nan Qu was suddenly enlightened: "So that's how it is. Well, Dad is very good to me!" He looked very serious.

Zheng Jianmin didn't know why he felt a little guilty about what his daughter said. Finally, he stopped beating around the bush and asked directly, "Daughter, can you find your master and ask if you can learn powerful martial arts from your dad?"

Although it was a bit embarrassing to say this, after saying it, he looked at his daughter with expectant eyes.

Nanqu felt very amused when he saw him like this, but he still wanted to tease him on purpose: "Master said that I am the last disciple! That means I am the last disciple and I will not teach others."

Zheng Jianmin looked disappointed when he heard this, but when he thought about it, it made sense. When you buy vegetables, people may not give you a handful of green onions. Who does he think he is? Besides, his daughter is so good, so he can have some face, right?

Zheng Jianmin had just comforted himself when he heard his daughter say, "But I can teach you. I won't close the door."

Zheng Jianmin was a little dumbfounded: "What?"

Nan Qu said: "Master taught me a lot of things, but he never told me not to teach others. Besides, you are my father, not someone else."

Zheng Jianmin's mood was like a roller coaster, up and down: "You, you can teach? Do you know all that?"

Nan Qu nodded calmly: "Sure. But, Dad, you are too old, and you will probably have to endure a lot of hardships."

Zheng Jianmin was full of thoughts about what he could learn and how to endure hardships, which he liked the most.

At first, Zheng Jianmin didn't realize the seriousness of the problem. Nanqu would wake him up early every morning to start practicing. For him, who used to participate in morning training every morning, the training content was just different. Moreover, he found that the intensity was not as strong as his own morning training.

However, he soon found out that he was wrong.

On the day of rest, Zheng Jianmin was asked by his daughter to take her to the county's traditional Chinese medicine clinic.

After seeing the seal on the clinic, she watched her daughter return home with a sigh on her face, and then asked him to borrow two hoes and go to the mountains.

When watching his daughter picking herbs skillfully one by one, Zheng Jianmin felt a little bit surprised: "My daughter, you, you can pick herbs?"

Nanqu explained naturally: "I only know these few. My master taught me."

Zheng Jianmin suddenly understood. But in his heart, he felt that her master was not very reliable. Anyway, he practiced according to his daughter's instructions these days, but he didn't feel anything.

When the two of them collected a bunch of herbs and returned, it was already noon and there were not many people outside, which made it a lot more convenient for Nanqu.

After returning, Zheng Jianmin went to get food, and Nanqu started to process the medicinal materials.

Every day, they did the same few movements, slowly and without any strength. Zheng Jianmin thought his daughter might have been deceived. However, he felt that it was quite comfortable to move like this every day, so he practiced boxing slowly in his yard every day.

As for Nanqu, after making sure that Zheng Jianmin could complete the morning exercises coherently, she left them alone. She was still a child, and getting up early every day would not help her grow!

Although Zheng Jianmin was transferred to a civilian position, he was only at the deputy regimental level and had the highest rank among those living in this row. Although everyone was curious about what Zheng Jianmin did every morning, they did not dare to ask him in person.

It was not until the tenth night that Zheng Jianmin realized what his daughter meant by suffering.

Looking at the pitch-black thing, Zheng Jianmin swallowed his saliva and said, "Girl, do you have to drink this?"

Nanqu looked at Zheng Jianmin: "Not necessarily. I can practice internal skills anyway." The implicit meaning is that if you don't drink, it's you who can't practice, not him.

Zheng Jianmin was still hesitating because he was sure that his daughter had been deceived by a kidnapper.

However, the next second, Zheng Jianmin saw his daughter casually squash the large porcelain jar he had given her next to her with her soft little hands, and then pull it back.

If there weren't creases on the porcelain jar, Zheng Jianmin would have thought he was dreaming.

He subconsciously tried it himself and found that he could do it, but it required a lot of effort.

Realizing this, Zheng Jianmin drank the bowl of medicine without hesitation.

Then, that night, Zheng Jianmin's heart-wrenching screams alarmed the entire family compound.

When Zheng Jianmin screamed out in pain for the first time, Nanqu realized something was wrong. No, he just screamed out like that carelessly. Where was the promised soldier's tenacity?

Seeing that Zheng Jianmin looked like he couldn't bear the hardship, Nan Qu suddenly wanted to ask him what was the password of his family's bank card?

Well, I guess that’s not the case.

Nanqu also realized that this was a family compound, and Zheng Jianmin's shouting would soon attract wolves, no, people. And Zheng Jianmin couldn't be interrupted at this time.

So Nanqu simply blocked all the doors and windows of his house.

Nanqu moved all the cabinets and beds in the house to the door and window, and as expected, he heard someone calling outside.

Nanqu pretended not to hear.

Fortunately, the effect of the medicine came and went quickly, and soon Zheng Jianmin climbed up from the ground with sweat all over his head.

Because the ground at home was made of soil and it was summer, Zheng Jianmin rolled around on the ground in a sweat, turning himself into a dirt man.

However, before Zheng Jianmin could react, he heard his daughter say, "If you don't respond to the outside world, our house will be blown up from outside."

Zheng Jianmin finally realized the current situation and hurriedly shouted to the outside: "Hey, I'm fine, wait, open the door immediately!"

Nanqu didn't care about what happened next. She was just a child, and her words were not taken seriously. Let the adults solve the problem.

Zheng Jianmin didn't expect that when he opened the door, he not only saw the neighbors around him, but also his leaders and even the commander-in-chief.

When everyone saw the "natives" come out, they were a little dumbfounded.

It was the commander-in-chief who asked first: "What's going on? What happened inside just now?"

Zheng Jianmin's face suddenly turned red, feeling a little embarrassed. He subconsciously looked at his old leader.

Li Pingan was also very surprised to see Zheng Jianmin like this. He even wondered if Zheng Jianmin's psychology had become distorted after his job change. After all, he had been on the battlefield and had seen many people have psychological problems after coming down from the battlefield.

So he asked anxiously: "Why are you looking at me? What's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell? Do you need to go to the hospital?"

Zheng Jianmin knew that everyone had misunderstood him, so he looked at his daughter, asking if she could tell anyone about this. But his daughter looked as if she had nothing to do with it.

Based on his understanding of his daughter during this period, he knew that she meant for him to handle it himself.

So he scratched his head and said, "No, nothing, I've been practicing martial arts recently, and I drank a bowl of medicine today and I feel a little pain. Master, you know, I can't stand the pain the most."

Zheng Jianmin felt a little embarrassed when he said this. His sense of pain was stronger than others. Besides, he had never suffered any hardship since he was a child, so he really couldn't bear the pain.

Li Pingan also knew Zheng Jianmin. It could be said that Zheng Jianmin had been following Li Pingan since he first joined the army. In his words, he was a sissy.

He would scream at the slightest pain, and every time he was injured during a mission, his voice was the loudest in the entire hospital.

However, although he was the loudest, he had a strong will. Anyway, when he was injured, he never asked this guy anything. He was very tight-lipped.

This is also the reason why Zheng Jianmin has always been on the list of important tasks.

Wait: "Practicing martial arts? What the hell are you doing?"

After Li Pingan finished speaking, he also explained to Geng Mingjun, the commander-in-chief: "This kid has always been so effeminate. He screams and cries at the slightest injury. He doesn't act like a man at all!"

Geng Mingjun also knew Zheng Jianmin, so he nodded without caring much about this: "Let's talk about the martial arts first."

Geng Mingjun's military rank was higher than Li Ping'an's, and he knew much more than Li Ping'an, especially about the experiments that Xiao Rizi was doing in China at that time.

When Geng Mingjun heard Zheng Jianmin talking about martial arts, his first reaction was to think of this.

Zheng Jianmin has been dealing with enemy agents all the time, so it is not impossible that he has encountered such a thing. Geng Mingjun's expression became much uglier when he thought that Zheng Jianmin might be doing human experiments.

Zheng Jianmin didn't know what the leaders were thinking, but with so many people watching outside, Zheng Jianmin also had his own selfish motives and didn't want too many people to know: "That's very busy, Commander, Division Commander, let's go inside and talk?"