Chapter 26: Aunt and Eldest Niece {Two Shifts Six Thousand It's a little exciting!} }

"Kokushu Pavilion? You kid want to run there and follow the rules of martial arts? People are not big, but they are really brave. Tang Zhisheng saw through Wei Wuji's actions at a glance, although he was not a martial arts person, he also knew a lot about the rules in martial arts.

The rivers and lakes and the temples look far away, and they seem to be two worlds. But in fact, just like the yin and yang black and white Taiji diagram, they are blended and orderly with each other, and no one can do without anyone. Huo Diange, a master of Baji Boxing, should be regarded as a Jianghu person, and he is also one of the best Jianghu people. His current position is the personal bodyguard of the bald president.

"Sun Duofu? Is that the one who followed the Martial Saint? Is he still in Nanjing? This was unexpected by Tang Zhisheng. On the eve of the start of the war, the Guoshu Pavilion had already followed most of the important departments and withdrew from the city of Nanjing.

Why didn't you take this old ancestor out? What do those people in the National Art Hall want to do, abandon their wives and children, eh, no, abandon their teachers and ancestors?

The old man didn't want to leave, he said he was used to it. After living for such a long time, maybe something will be ······ I won't toss around. "For the old man's mentality, it is actually understandable. The homeland is difficult to leave, and the older you get, the more difficult it is to let go of this child's feelings. Perhaps it has something to do with another old sentimental tradition.

The leaves fall back to the roots. After following Mr. in the Guoshu Pavilion for so many years, the old man, who has no relatives and friends, has long regarded this place as his hometown. In addition, there is the gentleman, the gentleman who has great kindness to him.

This national art hall brings together the efforts of Mr. and many senior masters. In troubled times, the general trend is trending, and the only thing he can do for Mr. is to guard this place where Mr. has gathered his efforts.

"Huh! In that case, then you should learn from the old man. If you really want to learn it, maybe your kid's team and military equipment won't have to worry. "With that old man's prestige, black or white. I'm afraid that not many people dare not give face, after all, they are all disciples and grandchildren.

"You're here? Have a seat. When a little light shifted the skyline, when Wei Wuji came to the Guoshu Pavilion, the old man was already standing there with his hands behind his back.

The pine is loose, and there is no difference from the ordinary old man who walks, but looking at the old man, in Wei Wuji's spiritual perception, he seems to see the welcome pine planted on the Yellow Mountain, which seems to have been thousands of years old, but is still bright.

In an instant, the spirit vibrated and the strength trembled, and it came from the heart. The so-called way of transforming strength that cannot be added to a feather and flies and insects cannot fall has naturally become. The barrier that had actually puzzled Wei Wuji for three years was finally cleared.

"The way to turn strength is born. The perception is really good. Now I'm more confident in passing those things on to you. As he spoke, the old man turned and went into the house.

When kung fu reaches his level, there is no need to deliberately guide with movements, and all of his thoughts are exercises. Before Mr. ascended, in the three or five years, he never deliberately took time out to practice as before. Every thought and every move is practice, so why bother taking more time to put on a show.

"These three scriptures are the supreme inheritance, I hope your boy will not insult it." The old man threw a burden to Wei Wuji, and said with some solemn advice.

"The Yi Jin Sutra, the Forging Bone Sutra, and the Pulp Washing Sutra. Are they the three great masters of the Tiantai Purple Condensing Dao people? ”

"You kid knows that most people now think that these masteries are all from the Shaolin Temple, the ancestor of Zen Buddhism, but in fact, they are all Taoist methods. Take a closer look, if you can practice these three books thoroughly, the little problem on your body is naturally not a problem. ”

After a pause, the old man continued: "But on top of this, I can't teach you too much, I can only rely on your own understanding, which is why I don't let you worship me as a teacher. Although I follow Mr., I can't compare to Mr.'s talent after all. In this life, I will be content to be able to practice the Xingyi Quan that my husband taught me and practice a little famous. ”

Wei Wuji said: Your old man is really modest enough, as far as your attainments in Xingyi Boxing are concerned, for so many years in modern times, so many martial arts masters, including your husband, can practice Xingyi Boxing to your part, and there is not a single slap.

Compared with this old man, Wei Wuji's little kung fu naturally doesn't know how much worse he is. But he has no problem with his eyes, and his eyesight is enough. I have also seen and felt the momentum and spiritual breath of the old man.

"Even so, I'm afraid there are many questions like you ask." People are old and refined, penetrating the world, and practicing human feelings, which is the deposition of endless years and the wisdom of a lifetime. What's more, this old man followed that martial saint, and the world he came into contact with was even more unusual. To put it inappropriately, and if it's a little offensive, this old man is a living old monster.

"You kid just think about it yourself. If I knew, I would have taught you. If I don't understand it, then I can't help it. The old man shrugged at Wei Wuji, quite childlike and naughty. Old children, old children, probably an old fairy like the old man, can't avoid some heavenly principles.

"Damn it, where the hell is that guy? You can't stay in the barracks all day and not come out, right? On the street, a woman with two big braids and a cotton jacket with a big red cloth is wrinkled, her face is frozen red, and the weather in December can be imagined.

This is also the reason why the troops are unable to fully exert their combat effectiveness, and the severe cold weather cannot be resolved by the heat of war.

"No, if it goes on like this, don't let an unexpected encounter not cause it, but freeze me out." Thinking about it, the girl rubbed her somewhat numb face, walked towards a house in the alley of the city, and when she reached the door, she seemed to glance at it carefully, and then knocked on the door.

"It's freezing this day, who's it?" After a while, a very authentic word came from this family. Just listening to this authentic accent, anyone will think that this is a local who has lived in the local area for many years.

"Second aunt, I am your second niece from eastern Henan." The woman in the big red jacket shouted as she banged on the door.

"Yudong's second niece? Isn't that a second girl? It's freezing and chaotic, why do you think you're here? Then there was a sound of astonishment, and the sound of the door opening and footsteps.

"It's very cold, you girl hurry into the house to warm up, don't freeze." The moment she opened the door, she seemed to be a mellow woman about forty years old, scanned around intentionally or unintentionally, and then said very enthusiastically.

"Your Excellency, why are you here? As a rule, there are no emergencies, and even you can't ······ at will." The aunt and nephew, who had not seen each other for many years, returned to the warm room while talking.

After being silent for a while, as if to confirm safety, the chubby, round woman lowered her head and asked with standard Japanese etiquette. If it was really an ordinary city woman, it would be impossible for her to understand this etiquette, and she would not be able to do it so naturally. This kind of habit that seems to be integrated into the bones can only be cultivated from an early age to slowly become an instinctive habit.

This woman is a nail planted in the city of Nanjing by the Japanese military intelligence agency many years ago.

Since Nanjing City is the national capital, and it is also the general gathering point of the intelligence department under the bald president, with these people's control of Nanjing City, if they are not careful, they may be completely exposed.

For the sake of her safety, in order to reflect her value on a larger level, for so many years, she seems to have been forgotten and completely fell into a deep sleep. Today, this spy flower, which is also the same agency as her, has come to the door, and it can be regarded as waking up this nail that has been sleeping for many years.

"Okay, I don't know the rules set by my teacher, and I use you to remind me." The woman in a big cotton jacket raised her eyebrows and said in a condescending tone.

With her identity and merit, within this espionage agency, she doesn't have to give face to anyone except her teacher, let alone the word respect. The so-called performance of respect has always been the weak against the strong, does she look like a weak?

"Yes! You must have encountered something here, right? The woman bowed her head and said very respectfully. There are things and education that have been deeply ingrained in the bones, and even in the depths of the soul.

No matter how much time has passed, no matter what kind of life has passed, it will not be able to make any impact or change to this kind of thing engraved in the bones and buried deep in the soul.

"If it weren't for the fact that I had no choice, I wouldn't have taken the risk of coming to you. I need to know everything about him as soon as possible. "A photo of a hidden place was taken out. It's not safe on the road, and no one can imagine hiding in such a place. Who makes her a woman, that's the advantage of a woman.

"Okay, I'll get back to you later." Some chubby women replied. As a spy, an excellent spy cultivated since childhood, she has not lived in vain during the years she has been lurking in Nanjing City.

"It's freezing this time, do you need a hot bath to warm up?" The chubby woman asked.

"Good! When the time comes, you can come along. A wicked smile appeared on the beauty of the country, in addition to being weird, there seemed to be something inexplicable.

Men, perhaps after so many years of being an agent, have become a habit, a habit necessary for work. From the bottom of her heart, there are some things that she may not understand herself. Maybe it's because of that night when I was only fourteen years old.