H Provincial Military Hospital, special care area, after a few days of recuperation, Wang Shihuai's internal injuries are also a few points better, he is an idle person, although he can't return to his post, but he can't keep recuperating in the hospital.

As a special department of China, the Chinese Academy has always implemented a secrecy system to the outside world, so Wang Shihuai could not attend the funerals of the soldiers, so he could only ask someone to bring the video back to express his sorrows.

The door of the ward was opened from the outside, Li Guohua was still dressed in a practice uniform, and as soon as he came in, he said loudly: "Shihuai, are you feeling better, if you are free these days, come with me to H City." ”

Hurriedly turned his back and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, Wang Shihuai put down the DV machine in his hand and put it on the table, and then said to Li Guohua kindly: "It's you, the boss, the injury has healed a lot, just like a normal person. ”

Li Guohua is over 90 years old, with long white hair scattered over his shoulders, only 1.65 meters tall, ruddy complexion, only a trace of wrinkles, and he can't tell his real age at all.

With a sharp gaze like an eagle, he softened a lot after looking at Wang Shihuai, Li Guohua put his hands behind his back, and said softly: "What are you crying about, the world of martial artists is already full of blood, and after all these years, you have all become flowers in the greenhouse." ”

The words that he wanted to refute were stuck in his throat, but Wang Shihuai finally swallowed it in his stomach, how strong the old man in front of him was, he had a deep understanding before.

"Don't worry about the identity of the old man, the truth is like this, life and death are just parting, the old man has seen a lot, the eldest husband was born in the world, and he can dedicate himself to his faith, which is not in vain, you still need to cheer up as soon as possible to be worthy of their sacrifice. After Li Guohua finished speaking with a smile, he walked to the door and continued: "Change your clothes, I'll wait for you on the plane downstairs." ”

Looking at the head of the house and walking out of the door, Wang Shihuai clenched his fists and slammed it on the bed.

Carrying the belief that one hundred and twenty-two people will live, he must cheer up, quickly took out the uniform from the cabinet, changed it on his body, and Wang Shihuai walked out of the ward.

Walking out of the building, on the field not far away, a helicopter was waiting, Wang Shihuai saw the boss beckoning to him, hurriedly quickened his pace, and ran over.

Grabbing the handrail, Wang Shihuai got on the helicopter, closed the hatch with his hand, and said to Li Guohua: "Boss, let's go to H City, do you want to see the master you said last time?"

Can be called a master by the head of the dignified Chinese Academy, and the entire Huaguo is not a five-finger number on the surface, and most of them are hidden in the remote mountains, in H City, I really haven't heard of any masters.

The helicopter propeller spun rapidly and slowly lifted into the air, and the pilot adjusted the tail rotor and flew in the direction of H City.

"This time, I just asked about the situation, and my distant nephew called me yesterday to show off, saying that the Heavenly Master had borrowed a treasure from him and asked me to see it for myself. Li Guohua took out the mobile phone in his black trousers, tuned to the photo and handed it to Wang Shihuai on the side.

Taking the phone, Wang Shihuai looked at a kind old man in good spirits on the photo, and said with some doubts: "This is your old nephew, his temples are not bulging, and his posture does not look like a person who practices Chinese culture, but looks like an ordinary person." ”

Wang Shihuai's serious appearance made Li Guohua laugh happily, and said loudly: "What like, he is simply an ordinary person, he has no talent to practice the killing technique of Chinese culture, it is better to be a mortal, it is because of this, I don't often contact him, and I also hope that he will not get involved." ”

Wang Shihuai agrees with the words of the head of the house, he also has a son, who is only in his third year of high school this year, and he still doesn't know his true identity, only that his father is a colonel in the army.

"What the head said is that ordinary people should not be involved, I don't know what your nephew is called. Handing the phone back to Li Guohua, Wang Shihuai asked politely.

"Forget the name, you just call him Master Li, the powerful people in H City used to call him that. "I have a headache when I think of my nephew's name, the cultural level of my distant cousin's name is obviously below the passing line, and by the time he knew, his nephew's name had been called for five years.

Li Goudan, what did you think about it at the beginning, let the child be called this name, although the name is easy to feed, but it can't be so earthy, it's really a shame that my nephew didn't change his name until he died all his life, it's a stain on his life.

As if thinking of something, Li Guohua leaned into Wang Shihuai's ear a little mysteriously, and whispered: "My nephew is a soul body now, and he has been dead for half a year, don't be too surprised to see him." ”

Wang Shihuai knows that there are spirits and ghosts in the world, but those evil things generally rarely do evil in reality, could it be that the nephew of the head of the house has become an evil ghost?

"Master, if your soul stays in the Yang World for a long time, it will become an evil ghost, is your nephew already a demon. "Wang Shihuai, as a cadre of the special department of the Chinese Academy of Chinese Studies, is naturally extremely disgusted with evil ghosts, but after all, Master Li is a distant cousin of the head of the family, and he can't say it too ugly, so it's better to probe the tone first and then make an evaluation.

patted the epaulettes on Wang Shihuai's uniform with his hand, Li Guohua was so happy that he didn't know what he, the unsmiling doorman, was thinking.

"You just don't have much knowledge, and you've always heard of soul banning. ”

"What you're talking about is a forbidden technique that can keep the soul in the yang world for a long time, but anyone who performs this technique will definitely retribution and karma will increase wildly. Wang Shihuai looked at the smiling master on the side with some surprise and continued: "No, what kind of rare treasure did your nephew pay, and there will be Dao masters who will fight with their lives to perform this technique?"

Speaking of the price, Li Guohua didn't believe the facts, spread his hands and said: "I didn't pay any price, just because I knew that Heavenly Master since I was a child." ”

Is the head of the house talking nonsense, not paying the price to exchange your life for a life, in order to help a mortal, I'm afraid it's not a dream.

Looking at Li Guohua suspiciously, Wang Shihuai frowned and said: "Impossible, you are bragging, I don't believe it." ”

Shaking his head, Li Guohua didn't believe it at first, but the fact is that his nephew Li Goudan has become a soul body, and he is still talking to him on the phone, and there is no sign of becoming a demon at all.

"I'll know after a while, by the way, the person who met Lei Fa last time is the Heavenly Master who helped my nephew do the Fa, if you meet, don't talk nonsense. Leaning on the seat, Li Guohua must tell Wang Shihuai that the official shelf cannot be placed in front of that person.

No matter how powerful Sinology is, it can't compare to the Celestial Master in the Heavenly Master Alliance, but fortunately, there are many disciples under the Sinology Museum, and it is under the control of Huaguo, and it is not weak in terms of power.

"Don't worry, the disciple knows. Wang Shihuai felt that he would still be able to take care of himself.

Wang Shihuai also admires the power of the Heavenly Master, but unfortunately, if today's teachers are all passed down in the same line, there are very few people who can do it.

After a three-hour flight, the helicopter flew into an estate and landed slowly on the lawn.

The hatch opened, Wang Shihuai jumped out of the helicopter directly, looked around, and saw a middle-aged man in a black suit walking over quickly.

"It's Master Li Guohua, I'm the steward of the Li family, just call me Steward Li. When he came to him, Steward Li said cordially to Li Guohua, who got off the helicopter

Li Guohua nodded, looked at the scenery of the manor and said, "Little Lizi's home is really good, what about others." ”

It was the first time for Li Guohua to see his nephew, and he only heard that he had become a big businessman, his family was single, and his grandchildren were all adults.

Think about yourself again, there are many things in the Chinese Academy every day, he has been busy, this busyness is a lifetime, and now half of his feet are in the coffin, only to remember that he has not even left an heir in this life.

Enthusiastically leading the way in front, Steward Li said familiarly: "The master is helping the young master practice, just in the living room." ”

What kind of exercises do you need to be watched over by your elders, a businessman is not honest in business, and he has not joined the Chinese Academy of Studies.

If you want to learn kung fu and Chinese culture, you don't come to him, your nephew is treating him as an outsider, thinking of this, Li Guohua said with some dissatisfaction: "This kid doesn't come out to greet his cousin, he really doesn't know how to be polite, the practice is still the most authentic practice in the Chinese Academy of Martial Arts, don't believe those on the rivers and lakes, and then practice the child badly." ”

As soon as they heard the word dog, Steward Li and Wang Shihuai had different expressions.

Wang Shihuai knew why he called the man called Master Li, it turned out to be the reason for the name, and tried to suppress the smile on the corner of his mouth, Wang Shihuai persuaded: "The head doesn't have to be like this, maybe it's not what you think." ”

But Steward Li's face darkened, and he didn't say anything, slandering Li Guohua behind him in his heart, relying on the old and selling the old.

The Li family's manor is quite ancient, and it was designed by Master Li himself.

There is also a pool in front of the courtyard, and the koi fish of all colors are wandering happily, and before entering the door, the faint fragrance of osmanthus wafts over.

Steward Li pushed open the courtyard door and said respectfully to Li Guohua: "The master is inside, I'll go prepare an afternoon meal." ”

When the two of them stepped into the hospital, Steward Li closed the door and went to inform the people below to prepare lunch.

Without hesitation, Li Guohua followed the cobblestone path and walked directly into the living room.

As soon as they entered the door, the scene in front of them instantly stopped Li Guohua and Wang Shihuai.

I saw a young man being tied up with flowers, hanging headfirst down from the beams of the house, and was being whipped wildly.

Li Goudan, who was sniffing tea on the sofa, saw the two people in front of the door at a glance.

Hurriedly putting down the teacup, Li Goudan said to the man waving the whip: "Xingye, stop first, your uncle is here." ”

Wiping his sweat, Li Xingye put down his leather whip and looked at the door suspiciously, only to see a short old man with a ruddy complexion, dressed in a practice uniform and a middle-aged man in a military uniform, standing at the door in a daze.

"Hello uncle. Taking a breath, Li Xingye picked up the teacup on the coffee table, took a sip and continued: "Uncle, come and sit, it's all your own family's politeness." ”

was told by Li Xingye, and the two found out that they were a little out of shape.

With an embarrassed cough, Li Guohua looked at the young man who was hung up and said, "This is." ”

Li Goudan patted his head and introduced to Li Yingjun, who was hanged up: "Handsome, this is your grandfather Li Guohua, and he is not called a person." ”

With his head down, Li Yingjun opened his eyes and smiled politely at the old man at the door: "Hello, master." ”

It's your great-grandson who is being hung and beaten, Wang Shihuai can't help but sigh at the head, this distant cousin is not ordinary, and a good person has to be hung up and beaten.

Staring at Li Yingjun, Li Guohua walked to the sofa and sat down.

"I heard that you are helping Yingjun practice, what kind of exercise is this, it's just nonsense, don't put the child down quickly. Li Guohua felt that he still had to take care of it, in the end, it was still a relative, and he couldn't look at it and let the child go astray.