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In the small courtyard of the Wang family, Wang Lao, who was in his last years, sat on a recliner and told the six-year-old child Tong Wang Hao who was sitting in front of him about the knowledge of Qimen Shushu.

"Xiao Hao, you are gifted and intelligent, diligent and studious. He has always been familiar with the study of Qimen, and he is a genius of cultivation! In the next four years, I will pass on to you what I have learned in my life. No one in your father's generation wants to inherit my mantle, and I didn't want God to give me such a treasure as you. I hope you will be diligent and diligent, and raise my prestige. ”

Xiao Wang Hao followed Wang Lao into the room, and in front of a counter dedicated to the tablet of Zhengyi Patriarch and Master Wang's father, he knelt on the ground in a good manner, kowtowed three times, and lit three sticks of incense and inserted them in the incense altar by Wang Lao.

"One of my ancestors sent Zhang Tianshi, the founder of the mountain, to build an altar for alchemy in Longhu Mountain, and at that time the ancestor of our Wang family was the eldest disciple of Zhang Tianshi. Reach the true legend of the Heavenly Master. Since then, my royal family has been returning to the right for generations, promoting my righteous law, driving away evil spirits, and being bright and upright. ”

"I am thirty years old in my eighties, I entered the Tao at the age of twenty, and I am in charge of this sect at the age of thirty. There are three senior brothers and one junior brother. During the Anti-Japanese War, my senior brothers sacrificed for the country one after another. The only junior disciple became the disgrace of the Daomen, abandoned the light and the darkness to act as a tiger, and became a traitor lackey. It is said that good things don't go out, and bad things spread thousands of miles. Zhengyi was also ashamed of the people because of an incident at that time, and it was not until after the liberation that he gradually corrected his name. ”

"But our Wang family has always had a legacy passed down by your grandfather. I must find out my junior brother, create a faction and destroy the faction, and establish a door to destroy the sect. I will not allow him to insult me! ”

The royal family has known Zhengyi for generations, but not everyone has to join the church. The Wang family not only depends on the qualifications of the descendants, but also does not interfere with the comfortable life of the descendants.

Little Wang Hao was selected as a disciple by Wang Lao, and Wang Hao's parents did not complain. Wang Lao knew that the end was approaching, and he didn't have much time so he could only use the method of Daigo empowerment to teach all the things he had learned in his life to Xiao Wang Hao in four years. As for how much Xiao Wang Hao can learn, it depends on his creation and understanding.

In four years, Wang Lao did not ask Xiao Wang Hao to be able to use all the Qimen techniques, but the six most common methods of predicting good fortune and evil, such as divination, Kanyu, numerology, physiognomy, dream divination, and auspiciousness, must be achieved in a small way. In this way, even if you leave the world for a long time, you can leave with peace of mind.

In the first two years, Wang Lao and Xiao Wang Hao did not go out of the door, and devoted themselves to practicing and studying in the small courtyard. Wang Lao spared no effort to teach the basic six essential skills, and all the things that Xiao Wang Hao understood and didn't understand were deeply imprinted in his mind. The second is the forging of Xiao Wang Hao's body, and everyone in the Daomen, whether they are walking the rivers and lakes or learning from the same door, is indispensable for martial arts.

In today's rivers and lakes, there are all kinds of martial arts families and martial arts schools, although Wang Lao is not a generation of grandmasters, but he can be regarded as famous. Xiao Wang Hao, who was only six years old, experienced the darkest two years of his life.

The most fragment left in Xiao Wang Hao's painful memory is that Wang Lao is sitting on a recliner and holding a strong short stick in his hand. I can't tell if he's asleep or not, as long as he is a little lazy in the sun, the stick will hit his ass firmly.

Two years have passed quietly, the once chubby little Wang Hao has faded away from the youthfulness he should have had in his childhood, and he is eight years old, as tall as a normal eleven or twelve-year-old child, and his body is as strong as a calf. Even if you don't open your mouth and close your mouth, you have to be more philosophical than a normal child speaking.

It's a pity that such a little Wang Hao is not the successor of the Zhengyi faction that Wang Lao wants to train. So, Wang Lao dragged his broken body and resolutely took Xiao Wang Hao out of the village, leaving the courtyard and walking on the land of the motherland.

"Iron mouth god, a thousand gold!"

Xiao Wang Hao and Wang Lao stood under an ancient bridge in a certain city, on both sides of this street are famous ancient buildings and cultural heritage, and on both sides of the city wall, there are tables covered with red cloth and yellow cloth, claiming to be iron-mouthed, and a group of people who claim to be gods.

Wang Hao didn't understand why Wang Lao brought him here, but his eyes swept slightly over the people in each stall, there were no more than these people, there were one or two guests in front of the stall, and the business was okay.

"Third grandfather, we are..."

"Ahem, ahem!" Wang Lao raised his hand and coughed a few times in his mouth, and said to Wang Hao: "This is our first stop, I will give you a month to learn the terminology of divination for each of them!" ”

"Terminology?" Wang Hao was puzzled, listening to the hypocritical words of those gods, there was no technical content at all, first to find out the other party's intentions, whether he wanted to calculate marriage or career, and then he listened more and said that the fortune teller would find out what he wanted in his heart, and start from here, what angered the gods, what yin and yang clashed against each other, etc., after a set of true and false, let the fortune teller solve it with a lot of money.

In short, this is the usual method used by some charlatans, touching, listening, trapping, and scaring the four words.

"Xiao Hao, you have to understand that there is good and evil in lies, and people's hearts are separated from their stomachs. Being able to read people's hearts from their manners, words and deeds is also a kind of ability. What you're going to learn this month is their iron mouth. ”

Wang Lao leisurely threw down a sentence, walked straight to the corner of the street and set up a small stall, and the tablecloth read, "The gown is destined for people!" ”

This month is the happiest day for Wang Hao to follow the third grandfather in his cultivation. Of course, he also learned a lot of things that he couldn't comprehend.

The so-called seeing old since childhood, Wang Hao only took a month to become a philistine, and in the next two years, anyone who has been in contact with Wang Hao, even if they meet and chat a few words in the car, their evaluation of him is a villain!

After leaving Gucheng Street, Wang Lao took Wang Hao to visit strange people everywhere in the people, and they all treated each other with courtesy. I heard that Wang Hao was a close disciple of Wang Lao, and they all got in touch with him.

It was only at this moment that Wang Hao gradually understood that the third grandfather who lived in the village at the foot of Beibi Mountain had such a respectful status. or a high-ranking official in a certain place, or a wealthy businessman, or a famous tycoon, as long as he learns that Wang Lao is visiting, he is all respectful.

"In my life, I have saved countless people and benefited countless people. can be respected with a dead body, and it is not in vain to walk. Xiao Hao, you have to remember. Don't do it because the good is small, and don't do it because the evil is small. Our Taoist sect believes that good and evil have cause and effect, and it is not that the time has not yet come. Giving small kindness may help you when you are in trouble. ”

Three and a half years have passed, and one old and one young are sitting on the train home. Veteran Wang can remember one by one professors, as for how much he can remember, how much he can learn depends on his understanding.

Ten-year-old Wang Hao is now restrained, smiling, and 1.65 meters tall, which is almost the same as a thirteen or fourteen-year-old child.

The mature Wang Hao sat on the train, and from time to time glanced at a beautiful girl opposite. From the girl's face, the purpose of her trip is speculated.

At this time, it was the summer vacation, and some of the boys and girls on the train were returning home from vacation, and some were traveling with their parents.

Wang Lao closed his eyes beside Wang Hao and recuperated, and a girl and a middle-aged man sat opposite. In Wang Hao's opinion, the two should be father and daughter.

The girl is holding a white leather bag in her arms, wearing a plain pale yellow short-sleeved shirt and shorts and sandals. Looking at the leisurely outfit and the excitement between the eyebrows, it should be a trip.