Chapter Seventy-Nine: Because, Bald Head?

Although he decided to keep the birthmark in his heart, it didn't mean that Xu Lian would give up thinking.

When decocting the medicine, he still couldn't help but develop his brain, trying to find a slightly more able explanation for the past.

It's a pity that he has too little understanding of the martial arts world, and it is difficult to understand this matter thoroughly from the perspective of Chinese medicine alone.

"It seems that we still have to start with the martial artists. ”

Xu Lian made up his mind, and when the medicinal soup was boiled, he immediately brought it to Su Qingshan.

With a bowl of medicine, Su Qingshan's face became even more ruddy.

"Xiao Xu, your medicine is really amazing. ”

Feeling the more and more powerful toes, Su Qingshan couldn't help laughing.

Xu Lian smiled and asked seemingly casually: "Uncle Qingshan, can you tell me more about martial artists, in your world, is it really like what is written in the novel, there are various sects, good and evil?"

"Of course, there is justice in this world, and there is evil. ”

Talking about this, Su Qingshan's eyes suddenly brightened, "As far as I know, in the more than 60 years since the founding of the People's Republic of China, there have been four or five large-scale wars between good and evil, but I haven't experienced it." ”

"Among the martial arts sects of the righteous path, which ones are more powerful?"

"This needs to be asked, it must be Shaolin. ”

After Su Qingshan finished speaking, he suddenly shook his head again, "Actually, I can't completely say that, the martial arts world is complicated, and there are many unborn sects, but with my identity, it is difficult to assess which of them is strong or weak, but among the sects I know, Shaolin must belong to the extremely strong faction." ”

"The Shaolin you are talking about, is it the Shaolin Temple?"

"Of course. ”

Su Qingshan didn't have a good breath and said, "The thousand-year-old temple and famous temple, can there still be mistakes, Xiao Xu, otherwise guess why this Shaolin is so strong?"

Where did Xu Lian think that Su Qingshan would talk about this kind of topic, just like a child boasting about toys, completely intoxicated, he smiled bitterly and groaned for a moment, and asked rhetorically: "Because, bald head is strong?"

“……”

If Xu Lian hadn't been kind to Su Qingshan, I'm afraid Su Qingshan would have opened the mountain at that time.

God is so bald!

After a long while, Su Qingshan calmed down and explained: "People say that the world's martial arts come from Shaolin, and there is still a certain basis for this, let's just say that my "Eight Gate Boxing" has a lot of origin with Shaolin, but "Eight Gate Boxing" is only a superficial foreign kung fu after all, if you want to pursue higher achievements, you must learn more profound exercises, so that you can see a broader world...... Hey, Xiao Xu, I remembered your question, you just asked me if I have any other power besides true qi, maybe those senior monks in Shaolin can answer you. ”

Xu Lian snorted: "I'll just ask casually, besides, such a big sect, can you pay attention to a small person like me?"

"Just give the money. ”

After Su Qingshan finished speaking, he hurriedly patted his mouth again, "Phew, look at me who can't speak, that's called asking for incense, I remember that the price of asking for an incense a few years ago should be about 100 yuan, I don't know if the price has risen now, as long as the incense can be in place, there will naturally be a senior monk to answer your questions." ”

Xu Lian was stunned when he heard these words, Weiwei Shaolin, is he so down-to-earth?

Then, Su Qingshan said a lot of strange things about Shaolin, which can be regarded as unveiling a corner of the martial arts world for Xu Lian.

It's just that the scene he sees through this veil is not as mysterious as he imagined.

There is a saying in the martial arts world that wealth is the first place.

Many large sects will dabble in the world, on the one hand, they don't want to derail from the world, and on the other hand, even these sects also need the bizarre life of the world, and they also need money to accomplish some things.

Xu Lian had secretly decided that if after a while, his investigation had not made much progress, he would go to Songshan for a trip and ask Shaolin for advice on these things about power.

Of course, the birthmark is still to be kept secret from Shaolin.

For the next dozens of days, Xu Lian tried to communicate with the power in the birthmark every day, but it was difficult to gain anything, unless he ran "Iron Strike", the birthmark would suddenly be angry, release that power, and suppress the restless true qi.

Other than that, it's like an ordinary birthmark, and there's no movement.

Soon, it was the end of the month.

The agreed date between Xu Lian and Tie Jiaolong is also gradually approaching.

The training in the security department began to reach the most severe moment, and even Xu Lian personally stayed in the fitness area to give guidance to the fat man and others.

As for the fat man's sweat alcohol disease, Xu Lian didn't have a solution for a while, so he simply put it aside, anyway, after observing it these days, he didn't find anything unusual about the fat man's body.

"Brother Lian, you better prescribe some medicine for me, otherwise I will always feel panicked. ”

At lunchtime, the fat man couldn't help but speak.

Looking at the full amount of food in front of him, Xu Lian couldn't help but laugh: "I really can't see where you are panicking." ”

"I'm panicking, and I've been sweating more and more lately, don't believe me!"

After speaking, the fat man spread out his hands, his palms were wet, and they were full of fine sweat, "Now I don't have to deliberately exercise at all, I can secrete a lot of sweat in my palms, and my body is relatively better, but it is also much faster than before." ”

At this moment, suddenly a security guard came over, didn't speak, and mysteriously took out a small syringe from his pocket, and then the fat man watched him take a whole tube of sweat from his palm.

The fat man's face darkened: "What are you doing here?"

"I've been constipated lately, and I forgot to bring it with me, hehe. ”

The security guard smiled embarrassedly and walked away with the syringe, leaving the fat man with a painful face.

He wanted to scold, but he couldn't.

Who made him the man who could secrete Kassela?!

"Fatty, you can do it, no matter how fast you sweat, you can make a fortune with this craft. ”

Xu Lian's eyes lit up, and he laughed with a few brothers.

Suddenly, a cell phone rings.

It was Zhang Tianyong from the police force who came in.

Signaling everyone to be quiet, Xu Lian pressed the answer button.

"Xiao Xu, I want to ask you to help interrogate a prisoner, he is the wolf king's person, at five o'clock in the morning today, five wolf king's cars left from Meng's, and were checked by my people, and the goods in the car are still being inspected, but one thing can be determined, the leader of these people is a fugitive, although he is very capable of fighting, and knows how to use a gun, but it is still too risky to use his words to hold the goods, I think the wolf king must have some ulterior motives, but this guy is too tight-mouthed, I have been busy with Brother Zhao all morning, and I still have nothing. ”

"Fugitives?"

Xu Lian was stunned, "This is indeed a bit weird, okay, you wait for me, I'll be there soon." ”

According to Zhang Tianyong's description, this fugitive is in the wolf king, and he should be more inclined to a thug or a killer or something like that, which is really a bit tough.

Aren't you afraid that because the police wanted this person, the goods of those five cars were exposed?

Unless, there is no cargo carrying ice or poison on board.

Thinking about these things, Xu Lian said goodbye to Su Qingshan, and soon arrived at the interrogation room of the police station.

"Xiao Xu, I'm waiting for you. ”

The person in charge of greeting Xu Lian was Zhao Changjing, who looked heavy-faced, obviously taking this interrogation very seriously.

Xu Lian nodded and followed into the house.

Zhang Tianyong was the only one in the room, and on the wall opposite Zhang Tianyong, there was a pair of double-sided mirrors, connecting to another room, and from their perspective, they could see everything in that room through the mirror, but the other party could not see their existence.

The fugitive was chained in another room.

"Wang Youlin?"

Xu Lian only glanced at him and recognized his identity, "How could it be him?"

Zhang Tianyong and Zhao Changjing looked at each other: "Xiao Xu, do you know him?"