Hebei, a small county town that has to be found on the map for a long time.

She peered through the car window at the dusty and stained night market, the buzzing voices of people could be heard far away, and the streets were filled with the rich smell of poppy husks coming from hot pot restaurants.

The owner of the barbecue stall was shiny, and the passers-by wrapped their coats tightly through the smoke.

Cramped, astringent, cold and rough.

Beijing, Shanghai and Guangzhou are the illusion of this country, and the small county town is the truth of this country, and women have heard similar things say similar things before. It's just that I never had too deep a deep experience.

I'm afraid this is her last chance, she sighed and said:

"This is it, Uncle Bai, get out of the car."

It was windy in the north at this time, and the woman was wrapped in a wide trench coat that covered the curves of her body, and he was followed by a man in his thirties, standing straight and firm, with a neat flat head.

One after the other, the two stepped into a dilapidated video store.

This dismal business is really rare now.

The old-fashioned TV was a little damp, and the young Dou Wei was hoarse in the green screen. Just in time for the phrase "What you have is your body, moving beauty, what I have is my memory, wonderful feeling." The lyrics are dirty.

Stacks of martial arts novels are piled up everywhere, Liang Yusheng, Gu Long. There are also Ni Kuang's, with warm glass cases listing various records and videos from the end of the last century, as well as some old photos with blurred pixels and even black and white. Teddy Robin, Xu Guanjie, and Alan Tam looked at each other with the microphone, and the words "84 Space Journey Concert" were written next to them.

There are old-fashioned posters on the wall, with the words "Rouge Buckle" written on them, and the neck and eyebrows of Anita Mui, who is dressed as a man, are as light as smoke.

"Something?"

The voice is clear and gentle. Not like a rough northern man

What makes people stumble is that the owner of such an old-fashioned shop is a tall and thin young man, who looks no more than twenty-five years old. He was wearing a black T-shirt and had a pale complexion.

"Excuse me, are you Mr. Li Yan?"

The woman asked with a smile.

"Ah, I am."

The girl in front of her in a windbreaker has a high and straight nose, shallow eye sockets, and beautiful facial features, which looks heroic. The whole person exudes a neat energy.

Li Yan glanced at the silent flat-headed man behind the girl without a trace, and replied.

"I am the director of the Chinese Guoshu Association, from Guangdong, my name is Lei Jing, and Lei Hongsheng is my grandfather."

The woman showed a mouthful of white teeth,

"In terms of seniority, I should call you a senior brother."

She held Li Yan's slap and touched it warmly and powerfully.

Li Yan's eyes seemed to be covered with a thin layer of dust, and only when he heard the name "Lei Hongsheng" did a trace of brilliance be revealed.

"Oh, sit, sit, small place, don't laugh."

The woman sat generously on the chair next to her, silently looking at Li Yan, she still stored a photo of her grandfather and this man in her house earlier, but it was difficult to connect the sharp and unruly young man in the photo with the owner of the video store in front of her.

"I often heard my grandfather mention his brother, and he always said that you are the most talented person he has ever met."

The man turned around and took out the kettle and asked as he made water.

"The old man is still strong?"

The woman's eyes lowered, "He is an old man, and he died a few years ago." ”

Li Yan's hand was very steady, and the water didn't spill at all, he put down the thermos and looked at the woman deeply.

"Is there anything I can help you with?"

The woman pursed her lips and said, "I hope Senior Brother Li can go to Guangdong with me and serve as an advisor to the association."

Li Yan raised his eyebrows and said:

"What kind of person am I, Miss Lei should have heard of it. To put it mildly, in the martial arts world, the word Li Yan is notorious. How do you think that I can help you. ”

Lei Jing was silent for a while, and said with a smile:

"It's not so much infamy, it's more notorious, maybe those people won't respect you, senior brother, but they will definitely be afraid of you."

Li Yan couldn't help but laugh out loud when he heard this.

"Sounds reasonable. It's a pity you're late. ”

The man picked up his cup.

"Miss Lei is a person who has read books, aml, do you know what that means?"

Lei Jing was stunned for a moment, and then a haze surged in his heart. She tentatively said, "Acute myeloid leukemia." ”

Li Yan took a sip of water: "I was diagnosed with this disease a month ago, and your old man knows that I have no relatives and no reason. ”

He smiled, "So, I'm afraid I can't help you." ”

The woman looked down at her nails for a while, and then said dryly: "The medical conditions in the south are much better than here, and I also know some well-known doctors abroad, leukemia is not a terminal disease, even if you don't have brothers and sisters, it is entirely possible to find a matching bone marrow." ”

The woman raised her head, and her whole person was much more aggressive.

"Maybe I'm going to make it very difficult for my brother to come this time, but ......"

Lei Jing pondered the words. "The association is my grandfather's life's work, and I can't watch it become a tool for politicians to gain power or make profits."

"You say ...... power"

Li Yan suddenly interrupted the woman's words, he drank the hot water and played with the cup in his hand. smiled at the woman, and there was an inexplicable little more evil aura on his body.

"Why is it not to get power by putting the association in your hands? Can you tell me what is the difference between you and the politicians you hate? ”

Li Yan's words were very unkind, causing the flat-headed man on the side to frown.

The woman's face was very calm, and she just explained slowly: "The Guoshu Association was founded by my grandfather, and I have been in contact with the association since I was sixteen years old, and no one knows it better than me, and no one loves it more than me. ”

Li Yan shook his head, he put down the cup: "I shook hands with Miss Lei just now, your hands are very tender, you haven't practiced martial arts." ”

The woman pursed her lips.

"I have been in poor health since I was a child, and my family's kung fu is domineering. So I only practiced some breathing kung fu to nourish the breath. ”

"So." Li Yan lowered his head and suddenly said a digression:

"Does Miss Lei like to read martial arts novels?"

Lei Jing was a little confused by the question, and she tried to answer: "Jin Yong? ”

"Lao She, Soul Breaker Gun."

The woman obviously didn't understand what Li Yan meant, but the flat-headed man on the side squinted his eyes.

"In short, I'm sick seedling, I really don't have much spare energy to help you, thank you for your kindness, if you two want to stay for a meal, I cooked dumplings, if you don't want to, please." Also, offer incense to the old man for me. ”

Speaking of which, there is obviously no need to talk about it.

After a while, Lei Jing stood up silently, but did not leave immediately, but took out a business card and put it on the table under Li Yan's gaze.

She said: "Too many people have told me what a domineering person Li Yan is, they must not have imagined what you look like now, senior brother." ”

Li Yan tilted his head and did not speak.

"But my grandfather has always admired you, always been, do you know what he says about you?"

Lei Jing looked directly at the man, learning his grandfather's tone.

"People who practice martial arts, first cultivate three points of evil qi in their hearts, I have seen so many offspring in my life, only this bastard boy is no more, no less, and he has enough of these three points of evil qi."

"Regardless of whether you agree to my request or not, I sincerely hope that the evil spirit in my brother's heart will not be dispersed."

After speaking, Lei Jing turned around and left with the middle-aged man.

Li Yan sat dumbfounded for a while, bent down and drank the two cups of hot water. only then did he sneer;

"What a great girl."

He picked up a tissue and wiped his nose, not caring about the red on the paper, and threw it aside. The whole person lay down on the sofa.

"Three points of evil...... Hey. ”

Li Yan covered his forehead with his right hand, thinking back to the old man with thick eyebrows who was in good spirits, and his smile was a little more bitter.

"I'm sorry, old man......"

"Da"

A pair of shiny black leather shoes stepped on the floor of his house, and Li Yan recognized the owner of the leather shoes as the flat-headed man who followed behind Lei Jing.

"Anything else?"

Li Yan sat up, looked up, and suddenly felt a chill on his back, and his chestnut pupils couldn't help shrinking.

The door frame was clattered by the man's pale fingers, and he was buried like a beast, the bright red flesh of his face drooping down little by little, sticking to the filamentous whitish fascia. The whole face is already rotten.

Hearing Li Yan's question, the man slowly raised his head, his bloodshot eyes bulging outward, as hideous as a ghost.

Li Yan sucked the cold air into his lungs little by little, accompanied by the passionate percussion on the TV screen, it was his short and powerful scolding.

"!"