The three people of the villa on the roof of Huatian Longting discussed for a long time, and carefully combed through various clues, but they never found any useful clues.

When the soldiers are in the city, the soldiers can fight to the death together, but if the disaster is caused by the wall, it is the most heartbreaking. Even against a few bigwigs who have gone through ups and downs, it's the same. From beginning to end, Li Dongqing was thinking hard and offering advice diligently, but what he said to his master in the Longfei Martial Arts Hall earlier was not mentioned at this moment.

Since Liang Wenhui is known as the fairy Hui, it is estimated that this nickname comes from those distinguished customers who have participated in the double recuperation class, and it also has the meaning of leisure and pleasure that he understands in his daily life. In general, hotel employees rarely call the boss. But today, his mobile phone rang several times, all of them from his senior assistant. Liang Wenhui couldn't help but answer, and his subordinates dared to call this mobile phone, which shows that the matter is no longer trivial.

Liang Wenhui has the largest share of the hotel's shares, followed by a famous local calligrapher and painter named Shen Wanzhou, and the third largest shareholder is his senior brother Qin Shiqin. The trio own more than 70 percent of the hotel's shares, and more than 28 percent of the shares are held by five minority shareholders who are not members of the sect.

Every time a senior assistant calls today, he is involved in the sale of shares by a minority shareholder. These five shareholders began to propose a month ago that they wanted to cash out their shares, and under the same conditions, they could of course be transferred to other shareholders, but the transfer money needed to be settled directly at one time. Liang Wenhui and Uncle Qin, just planning a big thing, where can they suddenly come up with such a large amount of cash?

The minority shareholders are pressed very tightly, and within a month they cannot confirm the acquisition, and nearly 30% of the shares will be freely transferred to other financiers. It is said that they were all transferred to a newly registered Wakakigaoka Hotel Investment Company. Regarding this matter, Shen Wanzhou, the major shareholder of the graceful Confucian businessman, did not say a word and seemed to be unconcerned.

The most unacceptable thing is that Naruo Muqiu Hotel Investment Company, formerly a small luxury hotel that has only been open for 3 years, is a little ant compared with a giant like Huatian Longting. Now that inconspicuous little ant is directing this drama of snakes swallowing elephants. The original Ruomuqiu Hotel naturally does not have this strength, and it is worth being careful that the financier behind it is the famous Changhe Group, one of the top ten real estate companies in the country, and a new Far East Investment Company registered in Dongguan for less than 3 months.

Changhe Group is said to have been founded by Yi Yunfei, a master of profound Taoism. This Master Yi, at the beginning of his business in Beijing, was penniless, alone, with a dilapidated old compass, vertical and horizontal among the major real estate predators in Beijing and Hong Kong, and actually created a lot of fame and industry for him. Changhe Group has invested in the Dongguan real estate market for many years, and the hotel industry based on Liang Wenhui has always been well water and river water.

The control of Huatian Longting has always been in the hands of Liang Wenhui, and the small group that holds the controlling stake are all acquaintances and easy to control. So he was most anxious.

Every call from a senior assistant today means that a minority shareholder's equity has been transferred.

The mountain rain is coming, and the wind is full of buildings.

If it weren't for the presence of his brothers, Liang Wenhui would have dropped at least 5 mobile phones.

Uncle Qin didn't say a word, his face was solemn.

Li Dongqing drank a cup of tea leisurely and looked up at the sky - fortunately, he had risked arguing about the sect and persuaded the master to leave this place of right and wrong. It's not that he is grateful for his master's kindness and favors his fellow disciples, but that although the master is not good at scheming and deceitful, he is Li Dongqing's only backer and retreat. As long as there is a master to take care of it, even if it is messy here, it will be easy for him to make a comeback when he returns to Yunnan.

When Zou Deming and the three apprenticed, Aji once said that he only taught boxing twice a week. But now this agreement has changed, and every morning, Zou Deming and the Wei brothers come to an open space near the security dormitory on time to brush the boxing and walk the live pile. The hardest thing is to be fed by Aji. The three of them were like all kinds of paper kites flying in the air, flying out in turn, and then falling heavily.

For so many years, Aji has done all the things that need to be ruthless, and it seems that he is no better at his own people.

Ou Juehua drove the Ninja 400 to work every day, diligent and dedicated. But he knew what was going on in the security quarters. Those who flew around were their own juniors. Ou Shao is under a lot of pressure, except for walking, he is standing at work, not walking on the pile, but standing on the pile.

Huang Susu taught him a set of basic exercises for the introduction of Xuanwu of "Six Classics and Three Refinings", which can help him pass through the meridians, stretch the muscles and bones, and quench the mind. The so-called "three refining", one refining through, two refining extraction, and three refining emptiness. The six meridians of the hands and the six meridians of the feet, refining to the point of penetrating one qi, the purity of Yuanyang, and then turning into the void, can be reversed to quench their own furnace ding, although it is not a martial arts, but it also helps to speed up the threshold of qi training, and at the same time, it also lays a good foundation for knotting Jindan and refining the Yuan Shen.

This method has not been learned by Lin Chuyi before, and of course there is no need to learn it now. Ou Shao studied hard during the day, and at night, whenever he seized the opportunity, he did not forget to go to the Hi Xin Zhi Nightclub to teach Ah Ji the newly learned methods and practice experience. He, a senior brother with a reputation and no ability, always has to teach his junior brother something that he can handle, and this division is only deserved.

On weekend mornings, the place where the boxing practice takes place will be changed to a wetland park, and Fan Chaogui will also come to learn the boxing and exercises of Zhenwu Tai Chi from Aji. But if you feed the boxing, the two of them are between the two of them, and they can only rub their hands and slash, and no one can help anyone.

In this world, it seems that there is nothing to do with him Lin Chuyi.

Liang Chaohui is even more convinced that the guy who was sold and helped people pay money is now seriously injured. Ou Shao, Aji, Fan Ran Run, Wei Brothers, and Shen Xian Hui also thoroughly investigated, this group of young people who are enthusiastically pouring the so-called Zhenwu Taiji in the park are really an out-and-out rabble, and they have any background and qualifications. For a talented sect like him, this group of people is not worth it.

Of course, he wasn't so bored as to check on a young, young daughter of a family who didn't do much, and that was probably a money-losing guy who was deceived into opening a hotel room by rhetoric.

The matter of the double cultivation class is not trivial, although it is already ready to fly, it is imperative, but he and Uncle Qin can't be as careful as walking on thin ice.

Lin Chuyi was not actually idle, in the past few days, he rented a small suite in a homestay hotel in Wugu Village near the side of the mountain and had a clean environment, planning to recuperate here for a while. Donghaitang is a behemoth, he knows that what he has seen and knows, it may be just the tip of the iceberg, but a battle between them is inevitable. It is also necessary to find a secluded and fresh place to practice with Xuangu for a few days.

From the two large arrays, the scale of the opponent's control, several contacts, and the comparison of the strength of the two sides, although I don't know the details, I already have a rough idea. As for the tactical arrangement, the timing has been deduced countless times with the two masters Lin Li and Mo Li, and finally Fan Chaogui, the head of the Famen Boxing generation, also participated in the derivation layout.

Since he had already caused the other party to be alarmed, he just took advantage of this "injury" to disappear for a while.

Midnight sword practice still makes the sword qi begin, and gradually produces a solemn and rich image, but it has never been condensed into sword intent. Lin Chuyi was not in a hurry, Tai Chi thirteen-style sword moves, a hundred times a night, and then he turned on his divine sense, with the intention of controlling qi, and practiced with Xuangu, no matter how high or low the cultivation is, the cooperation between each other has gradually become seamless.

Regarding the deeper secrets of Xuangu and Tailing, Lin Chuyi has always had no clue, and Xuangu is still secretive about it.

He has now mastered a rule, every morning at 6 o'clock, the head coach of the Longfei Martial Arts Gym, Liu Zhengfeng, will practice boxing under an old tree in the backyard of the martial arts hall. Lin Chuyi came to visit at about half past seven, rubbing his hands and sparring, feeding his fists to try his strength. Liu Zhengfeng also enjoyed it and felt that he benefited a lot.

In the past few days, Lin Chuyi has confirmed that Liu Zhengfeng's exercises and boxing principles are actually of the same origin and sect as his own Zhenwu Taiji. But the other party told himself that this kung fu is called Tai Chi Liangyi Boxing Method, which originates from Wudang. During the period of the Republic of China, Master Fu Zhensong, a master of Taiji Liangyi Boxing, taught this boxing in Guangzhou, so it is still very popular in Dongdi. It is rumored in the rivers and lakes that the mother of the most popular Hong Kong kung fu star surnamed Zhen is from Master Fu Zhensong.

This old tree in the backyard has twisted branches, and the main trunk hugged by several people is like a nine-day dragon, intertwined. Although the pattern scene here is not large, it is the spiritual center of the earth eye of this fixed landscape. This is also the reason why the owner of the museum, Ruan Longfei, preferred to invest heavily in reconstruction and lease this land. After all, it didn't matter if the martial arts hall made money or not, here, he had a bigger business and a big disciple operating in secret. It's just that kind of business, like Liu Zhengfeng's honest character, is not suitable to participate, and he didn't even reveal any news to him at all.

Regarding the various inside stories of the Longfei Martial Arts Hall, Lin Chuyi and Huang Susu have not found out. What once aroused the suspicion of the two was because Zhang Qiang had practiced martial arts here, but when he first came into contact with Liu Zhengfeng, he felt that even if this person had a relationship with Donghai Hall, it was impossible for him to become a person with Shenxian Hui, so he had always been close.

The first time I came was in the afternoon, and I didn't see the old sweeper Zhang Guo, and if I came to visit early in the morning, the rickety old man would stop the broom and nod to the young man, because Lin Chuyi would say hello to him every time he entered the door, and he would also help move the dust and mud garbage that was loaded into the basket. In Liu Zhengfeng's memory, Uncle Zhang never seemed to be polite to anyone, except for his master and Mo Yu, a Taiji sect who came to rub his hands with him every day.

On this day, he and Liu Zhengfeng pushed their hands out, it was already more than nine o'clock, and the rickety old man was still as usual at this time, just at this time, after sprinkling and sweeping the courtyard, the fallen leaves and debris, all packed in a huge basket. Lin Chuyi didn't need to say hello, he walked up directly, handed Zhang Bo a bottle of mineral water brought out from the martial arts hall, and then silently took the basket of garbage out of the gate and dumped it in the designated storage pool. Anyway, Uncle Zhang never talked to him, nodding a look, which was already polite, so he silently did a small favor. Liu Zhengfeng stopped him from doing this many times, but it was useless, his kung fu was not as good as others, and he couldn't even grab the basket.

A little thing, just a kindness, there is no need to make the other party care.

He returned to the courtyard, put the basket back in a small utility room in the corner, and walked out silently. During the period, he also turned his face to glance at the old man who was drinking water in the dappled sunlight at the bottom of the tree, and silently thought in his heart: Old man, after today, I won't have time to help you pick up the garbage again, take care. The old man who is over the age of old still insists on doing this hard work every day, and he admires it from the bottom of his heart. It's a pity that the old man is a mortal, otherwise, this is also a kind of mental cultivation.

At the moment when he was about to walk out of the gate, a gnat, but a very clear voice sounded in his ears: "Years of cultivation are hundreds of thousands of years; Be careful, be careful!"

Lin Chuyi was suddenly enlightened, and suddenly turned back. I saw that the old man was still standing in the dappled sunlight, with a kind expression and a slight nod. He saw that Liu Zhengfeng was no longer in sight, and there was no one around, so he bowed deeply to the old man and turned to leave.

The mountain rain is coming, there is a roar all over the building, and there is also a fine grass breeze.