Yang Dong's heart was full of doubts.

The two sisters, Rowling and Barbie, are still by Yu Min's side to protect her at the moment.

Yang Dong thought about it for a while, but decided to take a look, maybe he could find any clues.

At the door, a puddle of blood on the ground, has not been disposed of.

Those words are still clear.

Yang Dong looked at the line of words, a little stunned.

Yang Dong doesn't know calligraphy, but when he sees this line of words, Yang Dong always has a shocking feeling of iron painting and silver hooks.

Suddenly, Yang Dong turned around abruptly and caught a fleeting figure at the staircase.

Yang Dong immediately chased after him.

This figure is very fast, and it walks like a ghost.

Yang Dong chased for more than ten minutes, and went out of the city, and on the newly built provincial road, this figure suddenly stopped.

"Who the hell are you?" Yang Dong also stopped and looked at the other party vigilantly.

The figure turned around slowly.

"Old Zhou!" Yang Dong looked at this face and was shocked. "I thought it could be you, but I couldn't figure it out, why did you want to save my people?"

Lao Zhou looked at Yang Dong with deep eyes, "Now that you appear in front of me, you are the answer." ”

Yang Dong suddenly realized that Lao Zhou deliberately did this to lure Yang Dong out defenselessly.

Yang Dong will definitely be curious about the person who saved Su Fei, and he will definitely find out.

"I didn't expect me to fall for you!" Yang Dong lit a cigarette.

"You ruined the relics and killed Baylor, as long as my old Zhou does not die, this revenge will not be extinguished. During these days, I have been looking for an opportunity to kill you, but I have never had a good chance. To this day, thanks to that black man, I saved his life and easily lured you out defenselessly! ”

Yang Dong was indeed fooled, and the matter has come to this. He underestimated Lao Zhou's calculations, and the fool must have a thousand thoughts.

"In that case, let's do it!" Now there are just the two of them here, Lao Zhou is a loyal dog, since he only has revenge in his mind, there is no other way but to fight.

Yang Dong secretly urged the internal force, and suddenly, a sneak attack, a force slashed towards Lao Zhou's neck.

Fight, he is definitely not Lao Zhou's opponent, so he can only sneak attack.

As soon as Lao Zhou's neck moved, Yang Dong's strength slashed at his neck, leaving no trace at all.

"Nyima's perversion!" Yang Dong opened his mouth wide in disbelief.

As soon as the words fell, Lao Zhou had already rushed up, attacking continuously with both fists.

Yang Dong's hands kept swinging his lightning-fast fists. But Lao Zhou's punching speed was too fast, and Yang Dong couldn't keep up at all. After a while, two fists hit Yang Dong's chest.

Yang Dong's whole person flew backwards, his toes touching the ground, and stabilizing his body.

"Yang Dong, your skills, that's it!" Lao Zhou shook his head.

Suddenly, I saw his feet move, and a finger pointed towards Yang Dong's chest.

A finger was pointed at Yang Dong's chest, like an electric current running through Yang Dong's whole body.

The internal force in Yang Dong's dantian was instantly dissipated.

Lao Zhou's successive fingers seemed to be random on Yang Dong's body, but they were actually Yang Dong's acupuncture points.

Yang Dong stood in place, and suddenly, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his legs fell to the ground.

In the distance, a passing car, two lights shone on.

Yang Dong clenched his numb fist tightly, thinking, when the car approached, let Lao Zhou be hit by the car and die.

The car kept approaching, and Yang Dong bit the tip of his tongue to stimulate himself.

"It's now!" Yang Dong jumped up suddenly.

Lao Zhou slapped Yang Dong's head, and Yang Dong was pressed to the ground so hard that he couldn't lift his knees.

With the last bit of strength, a force hit the tires of the car.

The tires burst and the car lost control and crashed into this direction.

Lao Zhou pushed out with his other hand and couldn't see it.

Forcefully pushed the out-of-control car that crashed over.

Yang Dong was desperate, and the car couldn't fit him.

Lao Zhou laughed, grabbed the car, and drove out.

The car rolls out on the road.

I'm afraid that the driver of the car didn't understand until he died, how could a human be so powerful.

Lao Zhou pointed at Yang Dong's bamboo acupoint, and Yang Dong fainted.

When Yang Dong woke up, it was pitch black all around.

Yang Dong sat up suddenly, a dull pain in his chest, qi and blood surging up, and he spit out a mouthful of blood.

Zila, the sound of striking matches, the faint light of candles.

Only then did Yang Dong see clearly that he was actually in a cave.

Lao Zhou sat on the stone bench next to him, holding a carving knife in his hand, carving something on the stone of the cave.

"Why don't you kill me?"

Lao Zhou put down the carving knife in his hand, turned around slowly, suddenly covered his chest, and coughed violently.

Yang Dong was a little worried that he would cough out his lungs.

"I was going to kill you, but Baylor didn't agree." After a while, Lao Zhou said slowly.

"Don't come with me to blow out the lamp, is it possible that the dead man will give you a dream?" Yang Dong said disdainfully. "I'm not your opponent, in your hands, I don't even have a chance to get lucky, I admit it, just a little bit."

"You think Lord Belle is dead?"

"Isn't it?" Yang Dong had no doubts. "Everyone knew that day, this Baylor was completely dead!"

"Innocent, Lord Belle is not so easy to kill!" Lao Zhou shook his head.

Yang Dong didn't bother to take care of him, people, when he was old, he was easy to talk and pretend to be a ghost.

"If you don't kill me, can I go?"

"Nope." Lao Zhou shook his head, walked up to Yang Dong, and pointed to the words on the wall, "I just carved it, give some advice." ”

"If I can beat you, I will never give an opinion." Yang Dong gritted his teeth and walked to the wall.

Seeing the word "loyalty" engraved on the wall, Yang Dong's heart trembled.

Lao Zhou carved it is not a word, the root is himself. A loyal word is like a living.

From this word, Yang Dong saw Lao Zhou's voice, and he was loyal to the Qing Dynasty.

"Words are like people, I have spent my whole life to learn this word, I have carved me countless times, every time I concentrate, but I have never carved a loyal word that satisfies me."

Yang Dong listened to Lao Zhou's words, Lao Zhou was not satisfied with the loyalty he carved, that was because the loyalty he carved out was far from being able to show the loyalty in his heart to the widow.

The word loyalty, the upper one is in the middle, and the lower one is a heart. But this Chinese character gives people a sad feeling.

Lao Zhou thinks he is loyal, but he is a little unworthy of his loyalty.

But when Lao Zhou carved this heart, he still had no complaints, no matter how he treated him, he was still loyal.

One word, I have seen all of Lao Zhou's life.

Loyalty can be learned, singing and crying.

"The last bit of the heart!" Yang Dong looked at this loyal word, and his eyes focused on the last point of his heart below.

"Regret." Old Zhou Chang let out a sigh of relief. "Everyone wants perfection and is trying their best to be perfect, but in the end, there will always be flaws."

"You?"

"On that day, although Wang Ziye released me, I was seriously injured, and I knew that my days were numbered!"

"I'm seriously injured, I'm still like an ant in your hands, how powerful are you?"

"Do you think you're the only one who is a natural martial arts wizard?" Lao Zhou shook his head. "For every ten people, one is suitable for martial arts. For every ten suitable martial arts training, one of them has a good qualification. For every ten good qualifications, one out of them has good qualifications. For every ten of the best qualifications, there is a martial arts wizard? ”

"In this way, it is only a 1 in 10,000 chance, there are more than a billion people in Huaxia, how many martial arts wizards do you have to do this?"

Yang Dong has nothing to say, this kind of probability, a martial arts wizard like him, is really nothing.

"When I was a teenager, I was introduced to hard qigong, and at that time I thought that hard qigong was the most powerful. After joining the Legacy Clearing, I learned that hard qigong is actually a simplified version of the introductory internal strength. After the Qing Dynasty entered the customs, it confiscated the peerless martial arts of the martial arts on the rivers and lakes, which are all treasures of Chinese martial arts. I was fortunate enough to see it in Yiqing. ”

"I have practiced authentic one-finger Zen and Baguazhang for more than 20 years."

Yang Dong finally understood that the current martial arts had already been artificially modified, and it was not as powerful as the legend at all.

Tai Chi has become an exercise for the elderly, a nourishing boxing.

Shaolin Kung Fu has become a fake style of embroidering legs.

Really good kung fu has long been hard to find.

No wonder Lao Zhou is so powerful, it turns out that Yu Qing has a large number of martial arts secrets in his hands.

"I'm already a dying man, are you interested in my kung fu?"

Yang Dong shook his head, "I won't make a deal with you!" ”

But he single-handedly destroyed the Qing Dynasty, Lao Zhou didn't kill himself, it's already a question, he still wants to give himself what he has learned all his life? Surely it won't be that simple.

"You're not interested in the treasures that have been left behind?"

"Interested?" Yang Dong smiled bitterly. "I'm really interested in wealth, and I'm the time when I'm most short of money. But I, Yang Dong, know that there is something to fight for, and something not to even dream about. ”

Yang Dong is not an idiot, it is a treasure of the Qing Dynasty, and this specific number is probably immeasurable.

The state found out the Bai family to deal with the Qing family, in fact, it is a bit incomprehensible, the Bai family is fundamentally unreliable, will the country not know?

I'm afraid that the real purpose of the state is to leave the treasure behind.

Who dares to grab what the country wants?

In the thousands of years of feudal dynasties in China, how many good things were buried in the ground? As soon as the state was formed, it was declared that everything that was underground was state.

How many mausoleums have been dug up by the country, and even the treasures in the coffins of the dead have not been spared, will they let go of the treasures that have been left behind?

If anyone dares to rob the country, it is really fatal.

Yang Dong is not stupid, even if this treasure is given to him, the wealth in it, even if Yang Dong can live to the destruction of the earth, he can't spend it, what does he want?

This book was first published in Reading Rim