The Hanging Pot Hall is a three-story ancient building, the lower floor is a Chinese medicine shop, and the middle is extremely empty, and it is actually a huge martial arts hall dojo, paved with thick pine wood, and three teenagers in the center of the dojo are standing on piles. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Ding Huaiyu glanced at it casually, it was the most basic three-body form of Xingyi Fist, even the youngest child had at least three years of skill. And the person with the most profound skills, who looks to be only fifteen or sixteen years old, has a "horse step pile" that is tied together, making people feel as if they are galloping on a horse, and there seems to be an extra horse in his body.

"Come with me! The old man has been waiting for you on the third floor for a long time! ”

The woman with a shuangli ponytail said coldly to Ding Huaiyu.

Pushing open the heavy mahogany door, an old man in a black Tang costume stood up from the Taishi chair, standing on a dragon head crutch carved from sandalwood, couldn't suppress the smile on his face, and said, "Ding...... Mr. ......"

The old man really couldn't find a suitable title, so he could only be called in the name of Mr., held Ding Huaiyu's hand and said, "Please take a seat!" ”

"Su Wen, take out the jar of treasured big red robes!"

Old man Wang's hair is gray, but he is very neatly groomed, his face is very white, there are no age spots, only fish scale lines at the corners of his eyes and slightly bulging eye bags show the old state of twilight years.

The woman with the cool ponytail was shocked in her heart, and said secretly: It is difficult for this young man to be a senior master who has cultivated to an extremely high level, and he has already rejuvenated and rejuvenated?! It was too rude before, and grandpa didn't make it clear.

"Old man Wang, I came uninvited this time, and I was so disturbed. A small gift, not a tribute! ”

Ding Huaiyu put the one-horned copper sheep in the box on the red sandalwood table, and then handed it to Wang Qianshan.

"Mr. Ding is polite, what other gifts do you want to bring with me?"

Mr. Wang opened the shoebox with a check mark on it, which was obviously a Nike running shoe.

"This is? CD The one-horned copper sheep in front of the gate of Qingyang Palace! ”

Ding Huaiyu said with a smile: "The old man has a good memory, I haven't been back for sixty years!" Remember that bronze sheep! ”

Old man Wang stroked the one-horned bronze sheep with his hand, feeling this artifact from his homeland, his thoughts seemed to return to that war-torn era, his cloudy eyes were a little moist, and he sighed: "Yes! A lifetime has passed in the blink of an eye, sixty years! The years of Yijiazi! Lost to a foreign land! I only hope that I can be buried back in the ancestral grave of my hometown after a hundred years, so that I, an unfilial son, will always be with my parents and wife! ”

This woman named Su Wen is full of thoughts, but her hands and feet are extremely sharp. The old man was still in distant memories, and Su Wen had already walked over with an antique purple sand tea set.

"Alas! When people are old, they encounter a little bit of people and things in their homeland, which makes people cry! Mr. Ding, I'm smiling at you! This is my granddaughter, Su Wen, a little frizzy. Although he doesn't have any talent in tea art, he is better than me, an old man who has been fighting and killing all his life, so Mr. Ding will reluctantly drink and watch! ”

"The old man is polite, how can the children of the rivers and lakes be so particular, going from south to north, it is already good to have a mouthful of hot water to drink and a mouthful of hot rice to eat."

Old Man Wang was full of emotion, and wanted to say something, but his right hand, which was stroking the one-horned copper sheep, suddenly stopped: "Huh! It's ......"

"I got a bronze sheep in Jingshi City and moved to the CD Ancient Dojo. Out of the customs, Yin Xi seemed to know each other and found Huayang Le Weiyang. ”

Old Man Wang paused to read out the small characters on the abdomen of the copper sheep, which were smaller than the small characters of the inscription, even if Old Adam used a magnifying glass, he didn't find it.

Ding Huaiyu boasted: "The old man is very skilled. It has reached the peak realm of a feather that cannot be added and flies and insects cannot fall, and then it is Dan Jin, and when the time comes, the restrained Jin Dan will become round everywhere, and it is not impossible to live for another sixty years! ”

"Hey! When you are old, the years do not forgive people, and people do not accept old age. It's hard to make progress, and it's already rare to be able to maintain a little strength in your hands. Although it is a chemical strength, there is nothing to be done in the face of Mingjin's juniors, and his body is not good! Old injuries add to the body, and you even have to rely on crutches to walk, what else are you talking about? The old man's expression darkened, and his tone revealed his emotion for the passage of time and the people were like morning dew.

Ding Huaiyu stretched out his green jade fingers. The jade-like fingers made the young woman next to her jealous, why a man would grow such perfect hands.

The green jade finger flicked the belly of the one-horned copper sheep, and a thunderous sound spread in the hut, like thunder, accompanied by this thunder, there was a soft cry of a lamb "blea".

Old Man Wang was covered for a while, and said with trembling hands: "This ...... Could this be a Taoist weapon?! ”

Ding Huaiyu smiled but did not speak.

Su Wen girl looked at Old Man Wang in a daze, and didn't understand what the word "Taoist" meant! However, the thunderous sound and the soft moan of the lamb just now filled her stomach with questions: "Grandpa, what is a Taoist weapon?" ”

Old Man Wang's cloudy gaze seemed to penetrate the passage of decades, and he said: "Seventy years ago, I practiced boxing under my mentor Shang Yunxiang, and three days before my mentor died, I met Senior Ding for the first time, and I knew that there was another unknown vast world outside this world. After that, I happened to meet Senior Ding, that is, your father, and he instructed me in three days to make my strength improve by leaps and bounds, and it only took one year to refine my strength. You know, I was just at the peak of my strength before. It can be said that Senior Ding is half of my master. ”

"After the eight-year Anti-Japanese War, many Hongmen disciples went abroad in frustration, and I came to New York at that time. In the past 60 years, I have come into contact with all kinds of strange people and learned some unknown secrets. ”

"And the Dao weapon is a treasure refined by strange people, with all kinds of incredible abilities." Old Man Wang respectfully put the one-horned bronze sheep into the Nike shoebox, and then handed it to Ding Huaiyu with both hands and said, "Mr. Ding, this thing is too precious, I can't accept it." ”

The girl was stunned for a moment, and separated the tea in a daze, and the vermilion tea exuded an attractive aroma in the purple sand cup.

Ding Huaiyu picked up the purple clay cup, sniffed it slightly, and then took a sip, full of sweetness, and said: "The things I sent out have never been taken back." This thing is just the lowest level of Dao weapons! As the boss of the Hongmen, there is no stranger who dares to snatch this thing, and those masters who have the ability and ability to snatch this one-horned copper sheep, how can they care about this little thing? ”