The police yelled, and I realized that I was scooping a dagger and facing Jingjing, which was easy to misunderstand. I hurriedly threw away the dagger and showed it to the two policemen.

When the two policemen saw me reaching out for me, they immediately pulled out their pistols and shouted, "Scoop your hands out." I took out my police ID card and threw it to them, and they looked at me and said, "It turned out to be Liu Kehua's brother who killed him." ”

I pointed to the three people on the ground and said, "The three of them are kidnapping suspects, so hurry up and put them together." "Call an ambulance by the way. Because at this time, I felt that my blood had flowed down my neck, and it turned out that I had just knocked on the ground for a while, and the back of my head was actually broken.

The First People's Hospital, a qiē is so familiar. Familiar wards, familiar doctors, familiar nurses. But I'm still improving, the last time I came back after just one day of discharge formalities, this time it's two fucking days. After getting to know Jingjing, how could I have such a fate with the hospital.

The doctors and nurses all greeted me warmly: "I'm back." ”

I was bald and covered with a net over my head. There were stitches on the arm and a rope hanging from the neck. I felt like I could change my clothes and play the wounded and sick of the Eighth Route Army.

Jingjing was also checked from the inside out, and there was no problem. I'm peeling an apple in front of my bed right now. "Chongyang, don't say that Boss Qian is really powerful. I didn't believe in fortune-telling before, but now I'm starting to believe a little bit of it. Jingjing said as she peeled an apple.

I took the chipped-like apple, and it was hard to imagine its size.

"Jingjing, don't you think that Boss Qian seems to be particularly enthusiastic about us, and his kung fu is really powerful." I said to Jingjing.

"By the way, I just came to see you. At that time, you were doing a check-up, and he asked me to tell you to go to him in the next few days.

I took a bite of the apple, what did he ask me for?

The next day, Jingjing went to work, and I took a taxi to Boss Qian's noodle restaurant. The façade of the noodle restaurant is not big, and the decoration is not very luxurious, but it is very clean. I asked the clerk to inform Boss Qian, and after a while, the clerk led me to the second floor of the noodle restaurant, which turned out to be a warehouse plus a dormitory and an office.

Boss Qian sat leisurely on the edge of a small wooden table, sipping kung fu tea. When he saw me coming, he only said, "Sit." He poured another cup of tea and said, "Taste it." ”

I drank it as I said, and immediately changed my complexion, "What kind of tea is this so bitter?" ”

Boss Qian smiled and poured me another glass and said, "Do you dare to drink it?" "Lao Tzu has drunk seventy-two degrees, and I'm still afraid of your tea. I took my cup and drank it down.

This time, my eyebrows were wrinkled together, and Boss Qian smiled and poured me another cup and said, "Do you dare?" "Damn, I'm afraid you won't make it. I secretly said in my heart: If he dares to pour it for me again, I will use the teapot to lift his face, although I can't beat him.

But this third cup was beyond my expectations, with a slight sweetness in the bitterness. It gives people a sense of infinite aftertaste.

Boss Qian waved the clerk away. He said to me, "I know you have a lot of questions for me. But if you listen to me tell me a story, you'll understand it all. ”

In the Song Dynasty, there was a person named Wang Chongyang who was the same as you. He founded the Quanzhen Sect.

I hurriedly said: "I know, Wang Chongyang is known as the first in the world of divine martial arts, and Huashan has won the Nine Yin True Scripture by the sword. He taught seven apprentices and was known as the Seven Sons of Quanzhen. I don't know how many times the movie has been made. ”

Boss Qian smiled: "You are talking about Wang Chongyang written by Jin Yong, and I want to sue you for the real Wang Chongyang." ”

"The real Wang Chongyang?" I asked.

"To the real Wang Chongyang." Boss Qian said.

Jin Yong wrote that Wang Chongyang died in the end, but in fact, he did not die. Instead, it soared in the day and achieved the Golden Immortal Avenue. Boss Qian said leisurely.

"Jinxian Avenue. Are you sure it's not the Walk of Fame. I teased. Yesterday I heard a ghost story from a police chief, and today I heard a mythical story from a noodle shop owner. I can't figure out now if I'm abnormal or if they're abnormal.

"Oh, you think I'm lying to you. Also, the ancients; Those who believe listen to it, but they especially don't believe it. With that, the old man stood up. With his back hand facing the window, he gave me a backlit backlight, just like the master in the cartoon.

Suddenly, he moved. He soared into the air and floated up in the room, or rather, to be exact.

His chubby body slammed around the room like a large fly. It took me a while to see that he slapped the wall every time he was about to hit it. Pushing himself into the other wall, he did the same when he reached the other wall. In this way, he flew in the house without landing for two minutes. And I was stupid for two minutes, not scared but afraid that he would hit me. I heard that the tall kidnapper yesterday had three broken ribs.

Finally he stopped flying, still standing in front of the window, with his back to me. It looks like a very bullish x. "Convinced?" ”

I swallowed and said, "Yes." You say, I won't interject. ”

Boss Qian sat down at the table again and said: "Master Chongyang has successively accepted seven apprentices, Danyang Zi Ma Yu, Qingjing Sanren Sun Buer, Changzhen Zi Tan Chuduan, Changsheng Zi Liu Chuxuan, Changchun Ziqiu Chuji, Guangning Zi Hao Datong, and Huayang Ziwang Chuyi. ”

Our vein is under the sect of Changchunzi. The Dragon Sect of the Quanzhen Sect. ”

"We? What does this have to do with me. "My difference in the way.

"Your grandfather is my senior brother, and your name is from me. Do you think it has anything to do with you? Boss Qian said.

I'm completely confused, my grandfather is his brother. He gave me my name, and the news was so shocking.

"Master Chongyang, left a peerless book called "Yi Yan Book". This book is divided into two volumes, and your grandfather is the first volume, which is the method of easy management. And I learned the next volume, the method of strengthening the body. ”

"I still don't understand, can you make sense of that?" I couldn't help but ask.

Boss Qian glanced at me and said, "Your grandfather is learning fortune telling, and I am learning kung fu." You get the idea. ”

Seeing that Boss Qian's face was not good, I said in my heart: I don't understand if you said this earlier.

"Then how do you know that I am your brother's grandson?" I still couldn't help but ask.

"Your name is Wang Chongyang, and you were born on the Double Ninth Festival in the year of Yihai." Seeing that I was confused again, he sighed and said, "It's 1995, you are a pig." ”

"That year, your grandfather and I had just solved a troublesome matter in Sichuan, and when we returned to your hometown, it happened that you were born. Your grandfather is very happy because you have two spindles on your head, and the spinners are the gateway to human yang, and you were born during the Double Ninth Festival. I will persuade my senior brother to follow the name of the ancestor and name you Chongyang. ”

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