"Master, the disciple has come to see you."

"Huh?"

When Wang Xu rushed to the old man's house, he saw a demented old man with a slack gaze and drool.

The old man couldn't recognize people anymore, looked at Wang Xu for a while, shook his head and said, "Who are you, I don't know you?" ”

Looking at the old man Han Muxia in front of him, Wang Xu's nose was a little sour, the old man used to be one of the top ten masters of the Republic of China, and he was as famous as Huo Yuanjia, but now he didn't even know his apprentice.

The beauty is in the twilight, the hero is white-headed, and the most ruthless since ancient times.

Wang Xu sat on the edge of the bed, took the old man's hand, and said in a low voice: "Old man, I am Wang Xu, your closed disciple, can you still remember me?" ”

The old man didn't speak, looked at Wang Xu for a while, and shook his head in confusion.

Zhang Fan walked up to Wang Xu and said in a low voice: "Senior brother, the old man is a little confused, he often has a confused memory, he is sober for a while, and he is confused, and he doesn't know anyone when he is confused." ”

"Who are you, where am I?" There were a lot of people walking into the house, and the old man was very scared and kept looking around.

The old man's grandson, Xiao Shi, hurriedly walked over and stood in front of him, and said, "Grandpa, this is our family, my uncle and uncle, that is, your apprentices, have come to see you." ”

"Are they my apprentices?" With confusion in his eyes, the old man turned to Xiao Shi and asked, "Then who are you?" ”

"Grandpa, I'm your grandson!" The little stone couldn't cry and laughed, and laughed very embarrassed.

The old man tilted his head and thought about it, shook his head and said, "You are not my apprentice, I only have one apprentice, called Sun Zhongyi, I don't know you." ”

Speaking of this, the old man was about to get out of bed, muttering in his mouth: "What about my apprentice, where is my martial arts hall?" ”

Everyone present looked at each other, and their expressions were a little embarrassed.

You say that the old man is confused, but he still remembers his martial arts hall and his senior brother Sun Zhongyi.

The rest of the people, one counts as one, not to mention the apprentices, and even their own children can't remember.

Everyone couldn't help but think embarrassedly, could it be that in the old man's heart, the martial arts hall and the big disciples are the most important, and there are no more of them, and no less of them.

"Old man, what are you going to do?" Seeing the old man wearing shoes and getting off the kang, the surrounding apprentices and grandchildren hurriedly came up to help.

The old man pushed everyone away, his hand was quite strong, and he shouted: "I don't know you, I'm going to the martial arts hall to find my apprentice." ”

"Senior brother, look at this..."Zhang Fan's expression was very embarrassed, and he shook his head again and again.

Wang Xu sighed, waved his hand at everyone, and said, "The old man is going to the martial arts hall, so let's go with him." ”

Everyone nodded one after another, and the group set off in a majestic manner.

Because of Wang Xu's financial support, hundreds of martial arts halls in Bagua Gate have opened in the north and south of the river.

Among them, the main hall in Tianjin is not only the largest, but also the one with the best conditions.

There are two stone lions at the door, and on the vermilion four-meter gate, there is a plaque of the Han Bagua Gate.

When Wang Xu helped the old man walk in, there were still hundreds of young disciples practicing martial arts in the courtyard, and at a glance, plum blossom piles, wooden stakes, weapon racks, thousands of square meters of courtyard, everywhere was filled with whistling sounds.

"Where is this, it looks so good!" Although the old man was confused, after all, he had practiced martial arts all his life and taught his apprentices all his life, and when he saw so many people practicing martial arts, he couldn't help but smile.

Wang Xu and Zhang Fan walked forward with the old man on their left and right, and replied: "Master, this is your martial arts hall, and the Han family's gossip gate is in the Tianjin main hall. ”

"This is my martial arts hall?" The old man looked confused and muttered, "No, my martial arts hall is very small, why is it so big?" ”

The old man's memory is very vague, and he still vaguely remembers his martial arts hall, which can't be used to fight boxing in the yard, and it's enough to run a train here.

"Master, hall master, senior brothers, let's sit down and talk..."Some of the juniors and disciples who stayed in the main hall moved out of the lobby and moved out of the lobby.

The chairs were lined up in front of the school grounds, facing the disciples who were practicing martial arts below.

The old man and Wang Xu sat at the front, and then arranged the seats according to their seniority.

After everyone sat down here, there were second-generation disciples, serving a small table with hot tea, snacks and fruits.

The second-generation disciples were not qualified to go to the table, and they didn't have to go below to practice martial arts with the third-generation disciples, so they automatically stood in two rows at the back, frowning at their masters.

Everyone sat down and looked left and right, good fellows, there were twenty or thirty people.

The old man looked at him with doubts in his eyes and asked, "You are all my apprentices, do you have so many of my apprentices?" ”

"Master, most of the senior brothers, there are branches in various places in Tiannan and Haibei, and there is no time to rush back, otherwise there will be more people than this." Wang Xu took the initiative to solve the old man's doubts, and he didn't know if the old man could remember.

As if recognizing people, the old man's gaze swept over these faces, and he asked, "How many apprentices are there?" ”

"There are hundreds of people on the roster, and there are even more day disciples who have not gone to school, coming and going, and it is estimated that there are several thousand." Zhang Fan replied beside him, and then added: "Master, under the leadership of Senior Brother Wang, the martial arts hall is now asking for money and money, and there are people to ask for people, and there are one or two hundred people in the branch hall, and your apprentices and grandchildren are even more in the sea, and Huo Yuanjia is not as good as you." ”

When the old man was young, he was as famous as Huo Yuanjia, and he was also known as the Jinmen hero, and many people liked to compare the two.

Later, Huo Yuanjia founded Jingwumen, and the limelight was in full swing, and he gradually distanced himself from the old man.

The old man didn't say it before, but he was still quite disappointed in his heart, because Huo Yuanjia's family was getting better and better, but he was getting worse and worse.

If it weren't for Wang Xu's apprenticeship, he would vigorously integrate the Bagua Gate.

According to the normal trajectory of history, the old man should be poor, and when he was sick in 1947, he had no money for treatment, and finally died of obscurity on the bed.

And here, because of Wang Xu's appearance, the fate of the old man has changed.

In the past two years, the gossip gate has blossomed everywhere, and it has the posture of the first martial arts hall in the Central Plains, when everyone talks about the gossip gate, who doesn't mention the old man, and the old man's fame has slowly reached Huo Yuanjia.

"Who is Senior Brother Wang?" The old man was also very happy at first, but after laughing, he was confused again, and looked at the people around him with a confused face.

Wang Xu had a wry smile on his face, and along the way, he told the old man his name seven or eight times, but he didn't expect the old man to forget it.

"Master, everyone is talking about me, I am your closed disciple Wang Xu, the current master of the Bagua Sect." Wang Xu talked about it and introduced himself again.

The old man looked at him for a while, the expression on his face collapsed, and said, "I don't know you, who are you, I want to go back to the martial arts hall, what about my martial arts hall?" ”

"Master is really confused."

"Hey, who said no, except for the senior brother, no one can remember the master now."

Hearing the old man's words, the many brothers and sisters sitting on both sides sighed one by one.

Wang Xu also smiled bitterly, patted the back of the old man's hand, and said: "Master, this is your martial arts hall, I am your closed disciple, the heir to the mantle." Your martial arts hall, reputation, connections, as well as the plaque of the top ten masters of the Republic of China, and the banner of the heroes of Jinmen, you have passed them to me, do you remember? ”

"Why should I give it to you, who are you, I don't know you!" The old man looked at everyone, the more he looked at it, the more strange he became, the more frightened he became, and his tone was choked.

Wang Xu looked at the old man's old appearance, and his excited reaction, and sighed: "Senior brother, send the old man back, let's not scare the old man." ”

The surrounding brothers nodded one after another, the old man can't remember anyone now, to him, these close apprentices are all strangers he doesn't know.

Surrounded by a group of strangers, the old man was excited, what should I do if there is a good guy, wouldn't everyone become a bully and destroy the ancestors.