After succeeding, Sun Zhongyuan took advantage of the situation, pressed his other hand with the old man's hand, and pressed it on the old man's chest. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

At the same time, the internal force of the fire light was used to control the old man's veins.

The old man couldn't move.

Sun Zhongyuan raised the thread-bound book in his hand, "Old man, since you are doing business in the antique market, how can you not bargain? Moreover, if you don't buy it, why do you still start to do it?"

The old man's face was already very ruddy, and this time he was even redder, but he was so angry that he couldn't say a word.

"If you have something to say, you can say it!" Sun Zhongyuan looked at the old man, noticed that his eyes had changed, and let go of his hand.

The old man didn't make another move, but glared at the crowd of onlookers.

There was nothing to see, and the onlookers dispersed.

The old man returned to the back of the stall, re-entered the maza, and took a sip of wine, "Could it be that you still want to rob it?"

Sun Zhongyuan was a little ashamed when he said this, and he couldn't help but think about it, yes, people just don't like to bargain, what's wrong? You pinched other people's things, and people did it, just to get them back, but you restrained people!

The light and shadow in my brain reacted instantaneously, and it turned out to be like this!

Sun Zhongyuan put the thirty-six hands of Tiangang back on the stall, "I'm sorry, old man, stress reaction." Since I don't bargain, it's me Meng Lang. ”

"Let's go, let's go, it's all a misunderstanding. Chen Danyang looked at it, and estimated that the old man would not sell the book to Sun Zhongyuan, and pulled Sun Zhongyuan's sleeve.

Sun Zhongyuan absorbed the light and shadow of Tiangang's thirty-six hands, and in fact, he didn't need this book, but he was still a little embarrassed, and arched his hand, "I'm sorry old man, I really wanted this book, but 100,000 is too expensive." ”

The old man had been frowning, and finally said at this time, "You already know how to do this, and you really don't need to buy it!"

Sun Zhongyuan also understood that the kung fu in the old man's hands just now was also on this, but he didn't learn it purely. Originally, too, there were only pictures, and they were hand-drawn, with ten variations per hand, but only one picture, and it was rare to get the essence of this book alone.

If he didn't absorb light and shadow, how could he understand it all?

Chen Danyang saw Sun Zhongyuan's kung fu for the first time, and he didn't expect Sun Zhongyuan to have this hand! In the past, both of them were in taekwondo clubs, and Sun Zhongyuan was not much better than him.

Seeing that this old man was a little weird, Chen Danyang simply grabbed Sun Zhongyuan's arm and wanted to drag him away.

At this time, the old man spoke again, "Young man, are you surnamed Sun?"

Sun Zhongyuan was completely stunned. Does the old man know himself?

"Old man, my surname is indeed Sun, have we met?" Sun Zhongyuan handed over a cigarette.

"Those who practice martial arts, smoking is harmful, and you'd better not smoke it. The old man waved his hand, "I haven't seen it." But since you can know this Tiangang thirty-six hands, I guess you are a descendant of the Sun family. ”

I see.

"Presumably, this Tiangang Thirty-six Hands was created by a predecessor surnamed Sun?" asked Sun Zhongyuan.

"Sit down!" the old man gestured to his side, then handed over a folded horse that was leaning against the locust tree.

Sun Zhongyuan walked around the front of the stall, walked to the back, took Mazha and sat down.

"What about me?" Chen Danyang was a little embarrassed.

"You speak badly, but you stand with ease. The old man snorted.

Chen Danyang smiled, didn't care about this, went around to the back of the stall, picked up a folding horse from the old locust tree, opened it and sat down. The old man didn't stop him.

Sun Zhongyuan lit a cigarette, "Old man, it was true that I didn't think it through just now, don't be surprised." ”

The old man looked at Sun Zhongyuan, "Tiangang's thirty-six hands were created by Sun Bin!"

Okay, let's hit the Warring States with a shot! Sun Zhong originally thought that the seniors with the surname Sun in the old man's meaning were at most figures from the Qing Dynasty, but Sun Bin was brought out!

"Old man, you misunderstood!" Sun Zhongyuan had no choice but to say, "I guess it has nothing to do with Sun Bin." Before, I had practiced a little bit of kung fu, and I just read the book twice and roughly mastered some of the essentials. Your move has been further improved in the course of learning with you!"

The old man looked surprised, "I don't know who wrote this book, but I guess it's also a master." It's just that the diagram is too simple, so I can't get to the bottom of it. ”

"Since you can't get the essence, why are you selling it?" continue to study!" Chen Danyang interjected again.

This is reasonable, because the old man did not ignore him, "I have copied it." Setting up a stall at the antique market is just a hobby of mine. There are all kinds of characters in this market, and they are put out in the original, just to see if there are any masters who know how to do it, so that they can get acquainted with each other!"

"Old man, are you from Nancheng?" Sun Zhongyuan couldn't help asking.

A considerable number of the stalls in this market are not from Nancheng. And this old man is so old, but he speaks Mandarin without a Nancheng accent. If the old man is from Nancheng, you can go and talk to the old man in your free time.

The so-called competition is actually to point out to the old man, because he has now mastered it all, but the old man can only have some tricks and changes, and he can't get the most out of it.

"I'm not from Southtown, but I've lived here since I was young. Now live in the suburbs. ”

"That's it, old man, I won't look at it in vain, I'll leave the phone to you, you can also give me an address and phone number, and I'll visit you when I have time, let's have a discussion!"

When the old man heard this, his eyes lit up, "I'm not afraid of your jokes, young man, I don't have any other hobbies in my life, only wine and kung fu, if you have the heart, how about we talk about it today?"

Chen Danyang looked displeased, he has to leave for Mengshan tomorrow, it's too much of a toss today.

Sun Zhongyuan thought that after reading other people's books in vain, he "stole" such a set of top-level kung fu, so it was better to pay it back sooner, so he nodded and said, "Okay, but I don't have much time today." ”

When the old man heard this, he immediately closed the stall!

Chen Danyang couldn't stop it, the market was almost gone, and it was not interesting for him to go shopping by himself, so he had to follow them.

Sun Zhongyuan drove, according to the old man's instructions, drove to a small river in the suburbs, here is basically a bit of a rural meaning, the old man lives in a compound, red brick wall, four rooms, cement surface, flat roof.

The yard is very large, except for a plum blossom pile in a corner and a cement road, all of which are compacted hard ground.

The old man put his things away, and when he came out of the house, he dragged the tea-tray in one hand, the leg of a small low table in the other, and three mazahs in his hand.

Walking to the open space in front of the house, the hand that controlled the low table and Mazha shook, and then one leg kicked four times in a row with great speed, and the low table and Mazha landed steadily, each in their place!

Sun Zhongyuan said in his heart, no wonder the old man is so interested in Tiangang's thirty-six hands, it turns out that his strongest is the kung fu on his legs!

"The old man hasn't asked your surname yet?"

"My surname is Tan!"