Chen Danyang now has a little grasp of the way to visit the stalls, so he is more comfortable with his performance. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

It's just that the two walked around for more than an hour, Sun Zhongyuan didn't take a fancy to anything, but Chen Danyang bought a small jade piece of the Republic of China and played with it. This thing is not expensive, Sun Zhongyuan helped him take a look, and it is okay to play with it.

The stall area of the Eagle Mountain Market is composed of several small streets, interspersed between the shops, and they walked to a corner, under an old locust tree, only to see an old man with a ruddy face and gray hair, who was holding a small metal wine jug and taking a sip from time to time.

On the stall in front of the old man, things are very mixed, there are porcelain, jade, bronze, and some old locks, clay sculptures or something.

Sun Zhongyuan felt that the old man's drinking state was interesting, so he looked at his stall.

These things, the year is different, but the oldest is not much old, there is a plum bottle, like a folk kiln in the Jiadao period, but the mouth is missing a piece, and there is a Dao Chong on the stomach.

However, in the corner of the stall, a tattered thin thread-bound book aroused Sun Zhongyuan's interest.

This line-bound book, not printed, is handwritten. On the cover, there are a few not very good-looking regular scripts: Tiangang 36 hands.

Looking at this paper, it looks like something from the late Qing Dynasty.

Sun Zhongyuan squatted down and picked it up. When I opened it, on the first page was a little man sitting cross-legged, and a few limericks were written below:

The technique relies on footwork Xuan, footwork Tiangang Xingdoulian, the air sinks dantian to the ground, and the fists change for a while.

Sun Zhongyuan was about to continue flipping down, and the old man put down the wine jug, "Young man, don't flip through it if you don't buy it, this book is not a short year, you flip it, he flips it, do I still need to sell it?"

"If I don't look at it, how can I decide whether to buy it or not?" Sun Zhongyuan was not annoyed, and replied with a smile.

This old man's face is quite ruddy, and he speaks with a lot of energy, but he really looks like a practitioner.

Chen Danyang looked at the book that Sun Zhongyuan was flipping through, and laughed, "Damn, Tiangang has thirty-six hands?

At this time, a trace of disdain flashed in the old man's eyes, but he didn't answer Chen Danyang's words, but just said to Sun Zhongyuan, "Be careful, don't look endless." ”

Sun Zhongyuan gave Chen Danyang a look, signaled him not to joke, and continued to flip down.

This book, just like the title of the book, has a total of thirty-six pictures, that is, thirty-six small figures, with different movements, feet and hands, and some arrows to indicate the direction of the action.

There is only a picture, no text, and when I turn to the last page, it is the same as the first page, and the text appears.

The first page is a small man sitting cross-legged, and on the last page, there is a small man standing awe-inspiringly, and there are a few limericks below:

One type of Tiangang ten styles out, three hundred and sixty stars appear, if there is more than heaven and earth, you should know that all fists are insufficient.

Although it is a limerick, this tone is still very big.

Sun Zhongyuan read it again, pinched the book, and asked the old man, "Old man, I am really interested in this book, it's not a random flip, you can make a price!"

Originally, Sun Zhongyuan was just a student with high eyesight, and of course he was not interested in any boxing techniques. However, since absorbing the Qilin firelight, learning the method of internal force pranayama with Chang Le, and later penetrating the Pei Min sword technique, and "stealing" the Bagua palm method from Okuhei Saburo, the attraction of these things has become very great.

Moreover, his level is already very high.

Although he only flipped through this manuscript of Tiangang's thirty-six hands, he felt that it was by no means a mess and fooling people.

"This is a manuscript, not a copy, not a print, the gold is very expensive, if you don't know martial arts, I advise you not to buy it. The old man said indifferently.

It was the first time that Sun Zhongyuan had seen a wall of selling things first, and he could see that the old man was by no means trying to get away with it.

Sun Zhongyuan did not rush to answer, but looked at the thread bound book again, "I don't listen to persuasion." And since you're going to sell, then you can make an offer!"

While staring, all of a sudden, dots of light and shadow floated on the line-bound book, and then condensed into a human form!

One by one, the little people moved!

The figure flickered, flipped up and down, and the speed was extremely fast!

Immediately afterwards, a humanoid light and shadow was absorbed into Sun Zhongyuan's eyebrows!

Sun Zhongyuan secretly shouted in his heart, the thirty-six hands of Tiangang in this book have actually been absorbed by me again? Could it be that this manuscript was written and drawn by the person who created the thirty-six hands of Tiangang?

However, the book does not contain the author's name.

All this was done in a few tens of seconds.

"Okay, since you're so stubborn, I'll sell you this book for 100,000!" the old man finally made an offer!

Sun Zhongyuan hadn't spoken yet, Chen Danyang had gone crazy, although he didn't understand rare books, but this book was too ordinary, and the year couldn't be long, "Uncle, you are really an uncle! Can this mess of things be worth 100,000 yuan?"

"Bargain, bargain, don't talk nonsense. Sun Zhongyuan looked at Chen Danyang as if he were there, and then said to the old man with a smile, "Old man, can it still be cheap?"

Before the words fell, I heard the old man snort coldly, leaned forward, put the three fingers of one hand together, and the middle finger of the index finger poked out, and swept towards Sun Zhongyuan's wrist holding the book!

Sun Zhongyuan didn't expect the old man to be like this, he was a little caught off guard, between the lightning and flint, the light and shadow in his brain floated, and the footwork under his feet moved!

Originally, he was squatting, kicking and kicking with both feet, but suddenly he stood up, and at the same time followed the footwork, his wrist flicked, and easily bypassed the old man's fingers.

"Huh?" the old man pressed his other hand on the edge of the sitting Maza, made a beautiful movement to get up, and at the same time took a stride, jumped over the stall, and arrived in front of Sun Zhongyuan.

Sun Zhongyuan couldn't help but retreat half a step. There was not much space between the stalls in the stall area, and this time, the two of them were very close together, less than a foot.

As soon as the old man landed, he came out with both hands and attacked Sun Zhongyuan.

Sun Zhongyuan took the thread bound book in one hand, so he could only deal with the old man with one hand, and at the same time, he had to prevent the old man from snatching the line bound book.

"Old man, I didn't say I wouldn't buy it, what are you doing?"

"I just don't want to buy it!"

The footwork of the two of them only made a small range of movements, but the movements on their hands were varied, and the posture was beautiful, Chen Danyang was dazzled on the side.

After a few minutes of back and forth, Sun Zhongyuan's movements became smoother and smoother, and it was more than easy to deal with the old man. If it weren't for the fear of hurting the old man, it is estimated that the old man would have been lying on the ground a long time ago. Now, Sun Zhongyuan mainly doesn't let the old man snatch the book.

However, he couldn't keep fighting like this, Sun Zhongyuan looked at the empty space, and suddenly grabbed one of the old man's wrists!