The old man didn't stop Zhang Gong's movements, he was still as stupid as ever, but there seemed to be a trace of expectation in his eyes, but no one knew about these, including Zhang Gong at the moment. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Zhang Gong raised his head, looked at the old man with sparkling eyes, and said excitedly: "Old man, you must be an immortal, come to the Red Dust World to experience the shortness of life." ”

Rao is an old man is a lot of age, and his state of mind that has been refined into steel after tasting all the ups and downs can't withstand the stimulation of Zhang Gong, a six-year-old child, and he almost choked on the spot with a mouthful of saliva in his throat, and his already big and terrifying eyes widened, staring at Zhang Gong and asking, "Boy, where did you learn this." ”

"yes, I guessed it. Zhang Gong said triumphantly, looked at the old man with bright eyes, and continued: "Old man, don't think about me, I've seen Journey to the West, where the immortals often dress up as ordinary people to experience life among the people, they call this Hongchen experience, and there are also people who pretend to be crazy and stupid, you must also be such a fairy, otherwise how can you so easily pinch this dry wooden strip into powder, this is clearly a fairy can do, don't bully me small, think I don't understand, today you are a mortal immortal is exposed." ”

Looking at Zhang Gong's triumphant appearance and the pair of bright and bright eyes, the old man's eyes rolled, and he thought about it, and said: "Boy, you and I are also destined, how about it, do you want to learn." ”

"Of course I think about it, Sun Monkey knows how to learn from a teacher, how can I not understand, I know that you are a god, if I miss this opportunity, won't I also become a fool?"

The old man looked at Xiao Zhang Gong dumbfounded, although this was his purpose, but he was a little uncomfortable in his heart.

Shaking his head, the old man said: "Okay, boy, you knock your head down, even if you are a disciple of the master, from today onwards, the master will teach you well, but you have to remember that all this is a secret, you can't tell anyone, including your parents, can you do it?"

"Yes, the disciple must keep in mind that this is the art of the gods, how can he let mortals know casually, even his parents can't say it, the disciple has seen Journey to the West, the master can rest assured." Xiao Zhang Gong said with an oath.

The old man looked at the little guy with tears and laughter, and wondered whether his decision was correct.

Since that day, Zhang Gong has followed this crazy old man to learn kung fu, has been studying for 8 years, the year of the first year of junior high school, the old man died silently in the cold wind, except for Zhang Gong, no one knows that this old man is not crazy at all and not stupid, he has a glorious past, but his heart is dead, and Zhang Gong has a fate, just because he doesn't want his skills to be inherited.

The old man's surname is Dai, he is a native of Shanxi, an ancestral Xingyi kung fu is superb, the ancestors have a great family, and he has received systematic education since he was a child, in his time, he belongs to the social elite, survived the eight-year war of resistance, and died in his hands more than a thousand little devils, avoided the three-year civil war, ushered in a new society, and inherited the craftsmanship of the ancestors, but after all, it is still contained in ten years **** on, the crazy trend coupled with the past enemy, the old man's lifelong home was broken, the old man was seriously injured, and several other members of the Dai family also broke off contact, all the way to the north in a daze, and finally came to the small place of Weijiayuan, maybe he was tired, maybe the kind villagers here gave him a trace of warmth, in short, he did not go again, and survived here.

The deep internal injuries were destroying his body all the time, and Zhang Gong couldn't imagine how he had survived so many years. Zhang Gong, who grew up, finally knew that his master was not an immortal, and he was not practicing immortal arts, but he respected his master even more.

He knew the master's past, knew that he was practicing the Xingyi Quan of the Dai family in Shanxi, which was a national art, a method of nourishing the body and killing people, and learned more experience and knowledge of Chinese culture from the old man.

After the old man died, it was Zhang Gong who was buried, a very simple tomb.

After graduating from junior high school, he was admitted to the first middle school of the League, and finally went to the University of Internal Medicine, becoming a dazzling college student.

For so many years, his kung fu has not fallen, but no one knows that he knows kung fu, and he has been practicing on his own.

If it weren't for the violent demolition in 2006, perhaps no one would have known that he would have done kung fu. In 2006, Ordos was already a dazzling and wealthy city in the country, because there are too many mineral deposits buried here, and the people of Ordos are rich, but behind the wealth, there will never be less evil, and violent demolition is the Chinese characteristic that came into being.

This time, the violent demolition that happened in Zhang Gong's hometown killed people, including Zhang Gong's father and mother. Zhang Gong, who was studying in the provincial capital, learned the news and took the fastest shuttle bus back to his home, he did not go to ask for an explanation, and after burying his parents, he went back to school.

The neighbors said he was not filial. Half a month later, 12 people died in the township overnight, all of whom were beaten to death, including the township chief, the head of the coal mine, the captain of the coal mine security team, and the biggest gangster leader in the township.

All of a sudden, there was a lot of noise in the township. The police came and went again. The new township chief also took office, life is still going on, the incident was not reported on the news, after a long time, the police did not say whether the case was solved, people outside did not know, only Wei Jiayuan people had one more joke after dinner, a happy joke.

No one knew that Zhang Gong did this, he did it very cleanly, although this was only the first time he killed someone, but he killed it very cleanly.

But the sequelae after this murder also appeared, that is, Zhang Gong finally found out what kind of powerful power he had, knew that he was different from ordinary people, and the law and the police seemed to be less terrifying.

After graduating from university, after three years of hard work, Zhang Gong has achieved his status as the boss of the green skin in the provincial capital, and has also become a young entrepreneur in the provincial capital, a representative of the Municipal People's Congress, and a member of the Chinese People's Political Consultative Conference.

Five years later, the name Zhang Gong covered the entire autonomous region and northern Shaanxi and northern Shanxi, at this time Zhang Gong was just in his early thirties, and he had money and status, and it seemed that it was not so important, because his kung fu had reached the peak of dark power and touched the threshold of the transformation realm.

The weight of the Transformation Realm Grandmaster in his eyes is beyond everything, but cultivation is nothing more than the law, couples, wealth, and land, so he naturally will not give up easily for the large group of Qingpi.