Honkai Impact: Send your sister to World Snake at the beginning

"Father, do you want to accept him as your disciple?"

Hua was surprised to hear such unexpected news as soon as he came back, and worries arose in his heart.

"But he has lost his memory and doesn't even know who he is. Aren't you lying and taking advantage of others' danger? When he recovers his memory, we don't know what will happen."

As soon as her daughter came back, she was questioned for a while. It was as if a basin of cold water had been poured on Lao Fu, and the happy life in his mind suddenly disappeared.

But soon, Lao Fu made up his mind to accept this disciple.

He looked at his daughter. She had grown quite tall and was quite independent. He said earnestly: "Xiaohua, look, this child is helpless now and can't remember what happened before. If we don't help him, who else will help him and send him to an orphanage? He's always like this When he gets older, which orphanage will take him in?"

"I picked him up. I can't bear to let him live on the street. After he becomes a disciple, we will become a family. This is for his own good. Our family will not lack food for him alone."

"This, okay." Hua was convinced by his father. Indeed, it is irresponsible for life to let a person with amnesia wander by himself.

After asking his daughter to prepare the tools for apprenticeship, Lao Fu walked to the backyard to see if his dear disciple was still insisting.

The young man's state surprised Lao Fu. The squatting horse stance is not an easy task, especially for beginners. For those who are new to martial arts, it is difficult to persist in this thing for a long time. Over time, the time you can persist will become longer.

In contrast, the boy in front of him was very surprising. Lao Fu was very sure that the young man's body must have never practiced martial arts. He could squat for such a long time for the first time without feeling tired at all. His physical fitness is a bit scary.

"Take a break."

Lao Fu poured a glass of water for the young man, who took it and drank it in silence.

Lao Fu: "Learning martial arts is not easy, isn't it? Are you tired?"

Young man: "I'm not tired, I can still persevere."

Lao Fu: "It's been such a long time, please take a rest, otherwise it will be bad for your health."

Young man: "Okay."

Today's martial arts world is losing talent, and they are the only one left in the city's boxing gyms, so Lao Fu did not hold a apprenticeship ceremony with much fanfare. Instead, he invited a few friends to witness it and kept everything simple.

At the front of the lobby hung the portraits of our master and master. Lao Fu took incense and offered incense to his master and master.

It means that the family's incense is prosperous and there are people to inherit it.

Then he took his daughter and the new disciples to kowtow to the master.

After that, Lao Fu sat in the upper seat, and the young man knelt on the ground, raised the apprenticeship invitation above his head, presented it to Lao Fu with both hands, and kowtowed to him three times.

After Lao Fu took it, the young man handed him a bowl of tea. This is also called "Chankou Tea", which means that he will be called "Master" from now on.

The ceremony is completed.

When the old brothers saw that Lao Fu had gained a beloved disciple, they were very happy for him and congratulated him constantly, making Lao Fu smile with joy.

After the apprenticeship ceremony was over, their friends left one after another, and their family was left in the lobby.

"Disciple, you still can't remember the origin of your identity?"

After becoming a disciple, Lao Fu became even more fond of the young man, wishing to recognize him as his son, his eyes full of love.

"Go back to Master, my disciple can't recall it."

The young man answered respectfully. Although he had lost his memory, he felt that he should do this, both for his benefactor and his master.

Lao Fu pondered for a moment and planned to give the boy a name. Firstly, a name is a symbol of status. It is inconvenient to communicate with others without a name. Zai Ze said that as his master, he has the responsibility to make him feel a sense of belonging. The name is a good way to start.

"Once a teacher, always a father. As the saying goes, a master is half a father. What do you think of me giving you a name?"

The young man looked forward to it and saluted his master again. "Everything must be obeyed by Master."

"Okay." Lao Fu looked at his daughter and thought of a good name.

"You are now a nameless person. Since you have entered my sect, you can take your master's surname. How about calling you Fu Xia."

"Thank you, Master, for the name!" The young man, no, it's Fu Xia now, feeling excited in his heart.

"Xiaohua has been studying martial arts with me and is older than you. You can call her senior sister."

Lao Fu smiled and looked forward to a lot more for his future life.

……

Winter comes again, and a year has passed in a blink of an eye. It has been a year since Fu Xia came to the boxing gym.

As the saying goes, new year brings new atmosphere. Since Fu Xia started learning martial arts, the life of Lao Fu and his family has naturally changed a lot.

For the vendors on the commercial street, the most intuitive manifestation is that among the people doing morning exercises in the early morning, there is a shy young man, who always hides behind his senior sister, as if he does not dare to contact others.

"Xiaohua, it's really hard to come out to exercise during the Chinese New Year."

"Xiaohua, help me say hello to your father. I'm too busy these days and don't have time to visit him."

"Xiaohua, you are beautiful again. Have you found a partner? If not, why not consider my aunt's nephew?"

"..."

"Thank you Auntie, I don't have the intention yet."

Hua slowed down and responded to the vendors' greetings one by one. This has become a tradition on this street since she started her morning exercise.

"My mother-in-law is telling you, Xiaohua, you have to make your junior brother lively, otherwise people will think that he is difficult to get along with."

"Aunt Mei, I know."

Hua was a little helpless. His father's new disciple was good at everything. He practiced martial arts seriously and was filial to his master. However, his temper was too cold. When others spoke to him, he would be fine if he could reply even ten sentences. .

It may be said that he is afraid of strangers, but even if he is familiar with him after living together for such a long time, this boy cannot talk to him for a few words.

Maybe talented people are so strange. In just one year, his martial arts skills have far surpassed his own. He can only hold out for a minute under his hand, and he can even fight his father back and forth. To put it bluntly, Hua believed that if Fu Xia hadn't deliberately given up to his father, his father would probably not be his opponent.

In their thoughts, the two of them had already crossed the bridge across the river, and not far ahead was the place where they usually fight.

Boxing Technique: White Tiger Listens to the Wind!

The two got into a stance, distanced themselves, and started practicing.

This set of boxing techniques was very open and closed. After a complete set, Hua felt that his whole body was boiling. He stopped to rest for a moment and turned to look at his junior brother's practice.

"Whoosh!"

Fu Xia's boxing skills seemed to be smoother than Hua's. His punches broke the air and were extremely fast, with punches carrying a punching wind. This was not his limit. After Fu Xia increased his speed, Hua couldn't even see his punch movements clearly.