Volume 1 Small Things in a Small Town Chapter 72 The thin old man at the foot of Qingfeng Mountain
Changming is a good place, the scenery is beautiful, the four seasons are like spring, there are three mountains, one sea, four towers and two floors, all of which are world-famous tourist resorts.
Zhang Xueying arrived at noon the next day, and the speed was already very fast, fortunately, everything went well, which proved that all the plans and deployments of Chen Heal went to the front of the police, so that the doctor's family could get out.
Chen Cheng met Zhang Xueying at the airport, a girl who is not particularly beautiful, but definitely not ugly, the biggest feature is that her skin is very white, she is a doctor of medicine, she is almost thirty years old this year, but she has not yet married, she has not even been in love, she is an older young woman with a simple mind.
Don't look at her simple-mindedness, but her IQ is extremely high, she knows everything about the doctor, and she also has her plans for the operation of Hengyuan Pharmaceutical.
The doctor's family reunited in Sumeru mustard seeds, of course, there was a doctor who was responsible for explaining the consequences, Zhang Xueying's performance was calmer than Chen Heal expected, probably studying medicine to a certain extent, it would be a little nervous.
Turn off the mobile phone, and throw it all into the trash can together with the ID card, and the doctor's family will evaporate from the world.
What was left to Chen was a large amount of wealth, which could almost be described as astronomical, the doctor's private savings plus the cash in Zhang Shengyuan's family, plus the cash brought by Zhang Xueying, the total amount exceeded 200 million.
Compared with these two hundred million, the four million that Chen Cheng has in a microfinance company are simply not worth mentioning.
Later, Chen Yucheng took another flight to Fanzhou City, the capital of Yuhe Province, and the destination was the Yuhe Library.
Here, Chen Hell soaked for a whole week before reading all the books on martial arts that were treasured here and allowed to be borrowed by tourists, which can be said to have gained a lot.
The next stop is Qingfeng City, the world-famous thousand-year-old temple Shaolin Temple, located on Qingfeng Mountain.
At the foot of Qingfeng Mountain, Chen Cheng almost visited all the bookstores here, and the books he bought were piled up into a hill, and then, Chen Cheng accompanied Zhao Xin to Shaolin Temple as promised, Zhao Xin met the master who taught him martial arts, but unfortunately, the martial arts classics collected by Shaolin Temple are not open to the public, even if it is a lay disciple like Zhao Xin, he is not qualified to borrow them.
Zhao Xin helped Chen Heal and asked his master, but he didn't get any useful information.
Just when Chen Heal thought that there would be no substantive gains from this trip, a turning point appeared.
At that time, he was walking down the mountain with Zhao Xin when a thin old man who set up a stall under a pine tree to sell Shaolin martial arts cheats stopped him.
"Stop! Don't move, let the old man take a good look, Sao Nian, I see that your bones are strange to ordinary people, and you are clearly a rare martial arts genius in a hundred years, here are Shaolin Jiuyin Sutra, Jiuyang Sutra, and Yijin Sutra, which can help you get through the current predicament, do you want to understand?" The thin old man asked with a few shabby and yellowed books in his hand.
This scene made Chen Zhizhi involuntarily think of Stephen Chow's movie "Kung Fu".
There are a lot of small vendors on both sides of the road, selling everything, most of them are souvenirs, they are very familiar with this thin old man, he has been abducted and deceived in this place for several years, and the poor jingle sounds, no one pays attention to him, and they all show contempt.
However, the thin old man's words made Chen Hexing's heart move.
"What do you think I'm doing right now?"
"Well, hey, hey. The thin old man grinned and twisted his fingers, clearly wanting money.
"As long as you can really help me, money is not an issue. Chen said.
"Okay! Sao Nian is refreshing, money is a good thing, the Tang monk and apprentice in the Journey to the West went to the West to learn scriptures, and he was asked for a little benefit by the Mao monk under the seat of Rulai, which is also a test of your sincerity. The thin old man shook his head and said.
"It's not too early, why don't we go down the mountain and find a place to talk. Chen said.
"It's exactly what I want, let's go down and eat some meat and drink some wine, if the old man is interested, he can point you a move and a half, and your skills can improve by leaps and bounds." The thin old man said happily.
"Don't fall for this old liar, young man. The vendors on both sides of the road saw that Chen was young and not deeply involved in the world, and kindly reminded.
"Thank you for reminding me, but I am very close to this old gentleman, and I really want to associate with him, so you don't need to persuade him. Chen said with a smile.
"Hmph, don't listen to the old man, suffer in front of you, since you have a lot of money, then be ready to be deceived, and when you react afterwards, the daylily is cold. The vendors were very angry when they saw that Chen Heming did not listen.
"Haha, do you see, you ordinary people, how do you understand the old man's clever calculations, when he first set up camp here, the old man said that it will only be ten years at most, and he will inevitably leave here in a beautiful way, how about now, it will be fulfilled. The thin old man said with a smug face.
"Fulfill your ghost, old liar, you better have a conscience, be careful of going to hell after death. The vendor spat out.
"Hell? All living beings are suffering, if I don't go to hell, who will go to hell? Even if the old man goes to hell, he also accompanies the king of Hades to drink tea, play chess with the judge, and live an extremely happy life, what do you know, Sao Nian, let's go quickly, the old man's stomach is already growling, and the chickens, ducks, and fish under the mountain are calling. The thin old man said impatiently.
"Okay, let's go down the mountain. Chen Heal agreed, and came to a hotel at the foot of Qingfeng Mountain with the thin old man.
"In the New Year, big fish, big meat, good wine and good food are brought to the old man. The thin old man sat at the table of the hotel with a big grin, patted the table and urged.
Chen Heming greeted the waiter, and really ordered a table full of dishes generously, and the thin old man's eyes were green.
"Give the old man two more bottles of Moutai. The thin old man said vaguely while picking up chopsticks and feasting.
This meal, after eating for about an hour, the thin old man's meal was really large, he actually swept all the plates, and drank two bottles of Moutai to the bottom, and then patted his belly, burped, and looked at Chen with a red face.
"Sao Nian, good spirit. The thin old man commented.
"I have a lot of money right now, and it won't cost you a lot of money to have a meal, and whether you have real talent or a pure blind cat who has met a dead mouse, your words have indeed caught my attention, so you can give it a try, it doesn't matter. Chen said.
"Well, that makes sense, there are a lot of people here, let's go back to our room. The thin old man suddenly got up serious and said.
Chen Hell got up, made a gesture of please, and went to the front desk to arrange for the waiter to cook a large number of good meals and dishes, and send them directly to the room later.
"Sao Nian, you are only one person, why do you want to eat so much, could it be that there are guests coming at night?" the thin old man asked curiously.
"This is a test for you, guess?" Chen asked with a mysterious smile.
"Oh, there is no self, no other, no sentient beings, your body can fit the world. The thin old man said slowly.
In a word, Chen cures hair upside down.
"Haha, Amitabha, all living beings are Buddhas, and I am also a Buddha. The thin old man laughed to himself and went upstairs, and Chen Yu hurriedly followed.
Five minutes later, the two appeared in the hotel room, the thin old man took off his shoes and lay lazily on the bed, while Chen Cheng was sitting upright.
"I understand the way of the past and the future from the Buddhist scriptures, and I know that there will be a peerless person in the world every thousands of years, and this person will come out as soon as the world changes, and the ancient and modern times are turbulent, so I have been waiting. The thin old man let out a breath of wine and said.
Chen Heming didn't answer and listened quietly.
"Such a peerless person, and the definition of success and even greatness in the eyes of ordinary people is different, five thousand years of history in China, but only a few people, in ancient times, the heart of the people is simple and heavy, geniuses have also come into being, the Yan and Huang Emperors, that Shennong Fuxi, can be regarded as peerless people, later, the people's hearts are not ancient, the world is declining, and peerless people rarely appear.
The Qin King Yingzheng who ruled the world was so eloquent, and the Tian Khan, who commanded the Mongolian iron cavalry to break through thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, was so brave and diligent, this is a peerless person.
So much so that the founder of the Huaxia Kingdom, a domineering person with water dragon luck, couldn't tell his name. Ten years ago, I was sure of your appearance, and then I have been waiting for you there, but unfortunately I don't have enough mana, and I can't see through your luck, so I might as well follow you and witness it together. There was a strong sense of vicissitudes in the thin old man's words.
"It's really torturous for you to compare me to these people, I don't dare to call myself a peerless person, at best I'm just a little person with shit luck. Chen Zhizhi shook his head.
"Shit luck is luck, what's more, I don't want to compare you to them, you have your own life, a completely different life from theirs, which needs to be turned on by yourself. The thin old man said.
"Then you, how can you help me?" Chen Healed's eyes flashed, and he asked sharply.