Early morning, rooster crowing.
Chen Ji awoke beside the woodpile, smelling a whiff of alcohol. He turned towards the scent and saw two empty wine jars on the ground not far away.
Turning his head again, he saw Mrs. Lu practicing "walking stake" martial arts in the courtyard.
Mrs. Lu dressed in black, wearing a black veil hat, her steps glided on green bricks. Her body turned and moved gracefully, yet her steps never left the Eight Diagrams yin and yang fish pattern.
Silent and undisturbed.
Chen Ji leaned against the woodpile, raised his head and asked, "Why didn't you call me to watch the night?"
Mrs. Lu casually replied, "Young people sleeping a little more does no harm, at my age, even wanting to sleep is difficult."
Seeing Chen Ji awake, Mrs. Lu's Eight Diagrams palm style no longer held back, suddenly turning from yin to the extreme yang, each move wielding rain with wind. This drunken Eight Diagrams traveling palm style seemed even more carefree and decisive.
