Chapter 592 Solve the mystery and go straight to the goal to find out the truth

?? At this time, the seventh master called several middle-aged people to his side, and he said something about how to train me. Several middle-aged people listened with a look of surprise and asked the seventh master, a Qiao Xiong is a first-class martial arts bastard at best. Is it possible to be so excited? The Seventh Master means that you don't care, just do what I say.

When I heard this, I muttered a little in my heart. When he looked up, he asked the seventh master: "The seventh master doesn't seem to need to be so excited." I don't want to involve too many people in my business, and you know I'm just a poor student. There are some favors that I may not be able to reciprocate. "

The Seventh Master shook his head: "Renzi! Calling you Renzi is not to see you outside, although we haven't seen each other, but I don't see you either. But what you have to know is that not everyone in this courtyard can come in and talk to me. I'm not doing this to see anything else, I'm looking at your master's face. "

"I found you through Guò Xiaocheng, and he said that your master is Lao Zhou. Lao Zhou's apprentice, don't talk about such a trivial matter, even if it is a major matter of a few lives, my surname Duan has to help him resist. "

I was stunned.

The seventh master continued: "It's been so many years, let's not talk about it. Lao Zhou is stubborn and stubborn. In the past few years, I have been trying to help him, but he refuses to use him. Alas"

The Seventh Master sighed heavily. Then he looked at me and said, "I said to help you, but whether you can stand this gang or not, whether you can resist it, it depends on your own ability." If you can't stand it. We can handle it without you on Qiao Xiong's side, but from now on you will miss a good move. One step can go into this river and lake to find out the truth about your master's leg disability. "

I heard this with a stirring.

"What's going on with my master's legs, what's going on, Seventh Master, tell me quickly."

The seventh master smiled slightly: "Child, I know that you value your teacher's kindness and are a person who is affectionate." I don't know. Because I'm staying in the capital for a long time, I've watched these donkey balls and horse eggs. "

The seventh master pointed to the three middle-aged people, and his voice changed: "I don't have time to check." You have to check it out in the free time, anyway, all I know is that your master's leg was not broken by himself, nor is it a disability caused by some car accident. "

I looked at the Seventh Master: "**! "

The seventh master didn't speak, but just lightly knocked his index finger on the table twice.

The two very light movements have already made me understand what the seventh master wants to say.

Master's injury is very strange, I have inquired from the side before, but Master Zhou has prevaricated with words.

On two other occasions, in the summer, when it was hot, I was able to see the cross-section of my thighs when Master Zhou was walking in big shorts. The section was very neat, and it was cut down in unison.

Of course, it is also possible that the limb was amputated by the hospital after the car accident

After a little thought, I decided not to draw any conclusions about this matter until I got confirmation from my master!

Next, the seventh master asked the people around him to bring a big iron kettle and refill the tea bowl in front of us.

Tasting tea, the seventh master told me that the national art world we know and see is only the tip of the iceberg. It's not that you can't talk about some things, but if you talk too much, you will find that a lot of what you knew before is wrong. If you go deeper, there may be chaos.

Stability is more important than anything else, even if something is lost.

But now it hasn't been lost, it's just disappeared from the public eye. They have their own ways of playing, they have their own rules.

The seventh master said that he was not from that Jianghu, at best, he was just a little bit with that Jianghu.

He wants me to get in!

It's such a simple request.

The seventh master also said that he was not a master, at best he had only learned one Baguazhang, studied under a celebrity, and had a generation there. So many people knew his name and went to him, and then respected him as a master.

In terms of fighting, the Seventh Master said that he couldn't even beat a sanda athlete, because all he learned was health things.

But because of the generation, the martial arts on the face are very particular about this generation. Therefore, the seventh master is easy to talk in the capital, and he can invite some people who others don't move, or who can't be seen at all.

His plan was to invite these people to train me!

"You still can't exert your strength now, you still have to use this energy, to use your body for example, this step, twist your legs to exert strength." The Seventh Master stood on the edge of the table and gestured.

"This can't be done, this one knows a bright energy at best, and feels a little dark energy. But when you really fight, you still can't meet a national arts practitioner. You've got to work on something. "

I was stunned: "Is it a manifestation of God?" "

The seventh master nodded, and shook his head again: "It's not a god, God is a Taoist saying." Martial arts, martial arts, you haven't achieved martial arts yet, and the way is too far behind. "

"Under normal circumstances, if you think about this secret energy, if you practice it alone, it will take at least six or seven years. It wasn't that long in front of the eyes. Then Xiao Cheng also said that your foundation is very good. I'm going to find a way to force you and force this thing out of you! "

The Seventh Master looked at me and said word by word.

That day, the seventh master told me about the boxing competition, and he would drag it back as much as possible. Because, I am about a month away from graduating.

During this time, I will get this college diploma first.

I nodded in agreement.

Then under the escort of those three middle-aged people, they returned to school.

Parting, I know that among the three people, the one who likes to talk to me and tease me the most is surnamed Han, and he practices Baguazhang. They are very good and very good friends with Uncle Cheng.

Back at school, it was calm, but I soon noticed that there were many people pointing at me behind my back.

A few times I met Fang Xue in the cafeteria.

She looked at me in a frightened manner, and after being stunned for two moments, she turned around and ran away.

Yes, I freaked out her, not only her, but many, many people.

That's how it is.

When you reveal it, those ordinary people will not admire you much when they see it, they will only feel deep fear and fear.

Again, it's one thing that makes me understand.

The days of high-tech rivers and lakes and ordinary people will always be two parallel worlds that do not intersect!

Zhang Pinghai met me a few times, but he didn't say much, and only told me that his master had already given Lin Jian to Zhilisuo. At the same time, he said that the teacher seemed to want to contact me. But that's just talking, it's not yet certain.

A few days later, Zhang Pinghai brought me 10,000 yuan.

said that the money that day should not be paid by me, it should be paid by him. I refused to ask for it, Zhang Pinghai was anxious and said, if I don't accept this money, my master will not forgive him.

I thought about it for a while, and I took the money.

Taijimen doesn't want to accept my favor.

Why?

Because I haven't cultivated to the level of discussing human feelings with others!

This matter has come to a small conclusion first. Then I started working on my graduation thesis.

I wrote about it for more than a month, and the subject matter was theoretical physics. What kind of unified field, particles, quantum, planetary gravity, the Milky Way, the solar system, some tall things that have nothing to do with normal life.

In duplicate, one in Chinese and one in English. Private Taiwan to live and carry.

Soon, I defended my dissertation.

The teachers at the school were very happy with me, and two of the old professors were interested in taking me as his graduate student. And promised that as long as I agreed, the exam would be a formality. Then, in the second semester of the first year of graduate school, I can participate in the project, and I can earn research funds.

I refused, saying that my family didn't like me to continue studying.

The professor looked very sorry.

I graduated and got a bachelor's degree, a graduation certificate, and a whole bunch of certificates!

On the day I put on my bachelor's gown and took a graduation photo with my classmates. I went back to the dormitory and was packing my things, when I looked up and suddenly saw Uncle Han standing at the door.

"There's a kung fu this time."

Uncle Han looked at me with his arms crossed.

I laughed, "Yes, I have a lot, a lot of time right now!" "

Half an hour later, Uncle Han and I left my school with big bags of things.

Standing outside the school gate, I looked back at the school where I had lived for four years, and I knew that from this moment on, I was no longer a student. I'm a standard adult, and I'm going to learn to survive in this big society on my own.

I got into Uncle Han's SUV, and he asked me if I had eaten, and I said that I had already had a meal in the school cafeteria at noon. Uncle Han said then let's go straight to the goal.

I thought I was going to a nearby courtyard house, but what I didn't expect was that we went far, far away.

First left Beijing, and then went all the way to the west.

When the sun was about to set, we came to an abandoned factory in the Taihang Mountains.

Uncle Han said that this was originally an arsenal, but later the factory had nothing to produce, and as soon as the workers and engineers were sent to factories in various places, it closed down.

Uncle Han bought this place last year, in his words, he just collects the rags, buys them, dismantles the old things inside, and finds someone to sell them, making some money from selling the rags.

Fools know that ordinary people can't do this work, and those who can do this work are probably the only ones who are the ones who can do it.

We drove straight to the factory gate.

Soon two young men in camouflage uniforms rushed out of the courtyard, they opened the big iron gate, and we drove directly into the courtyard.

The scenery in the courtyard, I won't say more, is desolate.

But the three-storey building in the northwest corner looks quite new.

Uncle Han pointed to the building and told me, and in the future, I will eat, drink, and sleep in that building. What's more, don't look at the outside is inconspicuous, the conditions inside are actually quite good.

I got out of the car, and Uncle Han led me into the building. Inside, I looked at the restaurant, and there was a master chef who was cooking in it, and two old women. Then I went around to the second floor, and at the door of a small conference room on the second floor, I froze.

There were three people sitting there.

One of them was Teacher Zhu, who was rubbing a big bead in his hand, and the other one I didn't know.

The man was very thin, had a shaved head, and wore a very popular Tang style dress. He leaned back in his chair with his eyes closed, holding a pair of black, metallic objects in his hands.

Teacher Zhu saw me, he smiled and didn't say anything.

I smiled at Teacher Zhu.

Uncle Han and Uncle Cheng are good friends, and it is not surprising that they can invite Teacher Zhu.

Strange is the third person

Who can sue me, this black brother who looks like a black tower, what did he come from?

There are a lot of international students in our university, and I often see black brothers. Because of the relationship between learning English together, I also have a good relationship with a few black brothers, and from time to time I tell him the story of our 5,000 years in English. Then they taught me some, British, American street slang.

By the way, I also learned the pronunciation of Australian English, common names, and big tongue English.

A white brother said I was speaking very authentically.

So, I'm no stranger to foreigners. But the strange thing is that there is a black brother here, what did he come here for?