When the silence next door returned and Anton left, Rika Kamiki instructed the waitress: "The next door will not accept guests for the time being." ”

Luo Qingyu waited patiently for her to make arrangements, and the idle people in the private room waited to leave, and then walked in from the outside, a man in his early thirties. Why guess he's in his early thirties? Because his hairline is a little high, and his hair volume is on the low side.

Men and women at this age are the most troubled, more or less showing signs of hair loss. He placed a square, flattened box on the table, waiting for instructions.

"I know that Miss Luo is a straightforward person," the kimono beauty sat dignified and smiled gently, "Today we will talk straight to the point." ”

After that, he bowed his head slightly at the man, and the other party fiddled for a while, and the light in the private room went out, and a beam of light was cast on the wall inside.

It turned out that the box was a projector, and the image quality reflected was clear and touching.

I saw an old line-bound album book appear on the screen, and the pages were yellowed, as if it was an antiquity. The video slowly turns the pages, and the movement patterns of the characters in the book are clearly visible.

After reading a few pages, Luo Qingyu: "......"

"Does it feel familiar?" Rika Shenmu's sitting posture was the same as Fangcai, her waist was straight, and her eyes were staring at the projected picture with blazing eyes, "Please don't get me wrong, this book is indeed a secret book that has been passed down from generation to generation in our Shenmu family." ”

Martial arts cheats, because the font on the top is the Chinese character, Luo Qingyu recognizes every word.

"It has been passed down in our family for more than 300 years, and according to ancestral records, our ancestors went to ancient China to learn art more than 400 years ago......"

The ancestor of Shenmu was a samurai and a martial idiot, and he occasionally learned from other samurai that there were many martial arts masters in that distant country, and they could do anything.

He didn't believe it, so he followed the mission through a thousand hardships to reach that country. It's a pity that he has never been able to find the legendary master who flies the eaves and walks the wall, and is omnipotent.

However, since he is an idiot, he feels that this kingdom is too big, and maybe the master lives in a place he doesn't know.

So, he embarked on a long journey to find a teacher.

The years were long, and gradually, he learned the local language, became the son-in-law of a local girl, gave birth to children, and did not find a master who walked on the wall until he died.

Before he died, he told the most talented child in his family about his origin and last wish, so that he could continue his wish.

The son of the martial idiot grew up here, and I heard that Mr. Storyteller told some strange anecdotes, most of which happened in Taoist temples and temples. In that case, why didn't he spend the rest of his life searching in temples all over the country?

It's better to act than to move, and finally the emperor lived up to his wishes, and let the son of a martial idiot meet a monk who came to place an order in a small temple......

"Monk?" Luo Qingyu mused.

"Yes," the room was dimly lit, and there was a bit of abruptness in his tone when he talked about the ancestor's Shenmu Rixiang, "a monk." ”

At that time, the son of the martial idiot was bullied, and it was the monk who saved him. The son of a martial idiot thinks that he is learning art anyway, and this monk knows that he is better than himself at a glance.

There must be my teacher in the threesome, so he worshipped the monk as a teacher and became a lay disciple of the other party. He was bent on fulfilling all the wishes of his deceased father, apprenticed to his teacher, returned to China after completing his studies, and recognized his ancestors and returned to his ancestors.

That monk had received many lay disciples back then, and there were five of the most outstanding ones.

Time waits for no one, the disciples have not yet learned, the monk is about to pass away, before he died, he gave the five disciples a book, let them participate in the study together, and pass it on for a hundred generations...... How is that possible? Everyone wants to keep it for themselves, and everyone has their own selfish intentions.

If you don't agree with each other, you start fighting, calculating and scrambling all the way, and you tear a book into five parts.

The son of a martial idiot is the lowest martial artist among the five, and he is worried that he will die in a dispute over cheats if he does not fulfill his father's last wish, so he simply refuses to do so, and takes the remnants of his hand to say goodbye to his mother and brother, and successfully returns to his father's country.

Based on the information given by his father, he found a patrilineal kinship, which continues to this day.

"We have already found the descendants of the other four disciples, and we have met and learned from each other. I thought that the unity of the five of us was all the cheats, but I didn't expect ......"

Unexpectedly, her sister and brother accidentally met Liang Zhanbo playing a set of punches in the practice room. Most of the moves in that set of punches were similar to those of the five of them, but a small part was unheard of and unseen.

Could it be that the book that Master Zu gave to their ancestors is actually another fragment?!

Luo Qingyu: "...... So you're testing my dad's kung fu?"

The lights came on, and the man stepped back. The two of them moderated the brightness and sat down facing each other again. They are pretty, one has a dignified posture and a soft temperament implying fortitude, and the other sits crookedly, careless and careless, unable to be in shape.

"Yes," Rika Kamiki smiled and nodded, "I have also investigated Brother Ling and Miss Luo himself, and if the ancestor is still alive, they will definitely be very happy." Because they were looking for the master of the cornices and walls, we found it. ”

"Oh?, I'd like to hear about it. Luo Qingyu was slightly surprised.

"Why should Miss Luo be modest, you have a video that once caused heated discussions, and netizens thought that you were dancing in the lotus pond to hang Weiya. Actually, no, if we're not mistaken, you're using the legendary light skill?"

Luo Qingyu: "...... Miss Shenmu has a good eye, I believe you can do it too. ”

She did do a light job, and jumping into the lotus pond to dance was called a jump at best. As long as you practice diligently, ordinary people can do it.

"It's true, but it's not as easy as you. Shenmu Rika said modestly and suggested with a smile, "Miss Luo, why don't you find a time, the descendants of our five disciples and you and Ling Zun will meet each other?" ”

"No need," Luo Qingyu waved his hand regretfully, "My dad hates Japanese people the most." ”

Shenmu was quite helpless and tried to suggest, "You can't come forward to intercede?"

"No, I can't. The other party was frank, and Luo Qingyu didn't beat around the bush, "If you are for that set of boxing techniques, you don't have to look for my dad." He was a monk halfway through the house, and he didn't learn much. ”

"Oh, there's no books left?"

"No, let me tell you directly, he learned his kung fu from a Taoist priest. ”

"Daoist?" Shenmu frowned, "No wonder you were so surprised to hear the monk." ”

Luo Qingyu nodded, and told Shenmu the excuse that had been agreed by the whole family as an interesting story, "That was when I was a child......

There are some things that I have said so much that even I believe them to be true.

“...... So my dad learned a few tricks and taught them all to the students of the martial arts hall. If you want to learn, you can ask that Liang Zhanbo for advice. ”

"Ling Zun...... Really only learned a few tricks?" Shenmu was skeptical, "Miss Luo, please believe that we are very sincere, there is no malice, purely to trace the roots, don't you want to know who your ancestor is?"

"No, my family has only learned a few tricks, and I don't even count as beginners. Luo Qingyu said calmly, "Your Shenmu family has great wealth, and you have no worries about food and clothing, so you have the heart to find the root cause." It's good to be alive for a small people like us. ”

Shenmu was puzzled: "As far as I know, your Luo family is not poor. ”

"The desire is endless, and I can't even afford a car. "Spiritually poor peasants, who have a car and a house, and who have a house and a villa, will be poor all their lives.

"The car is cheap, or shall we give you one?"

"I suspect it's an insult. ”

“......”

Understood, she just didn't want to find the origin of the family martial arts with the descendants of the five disciples.