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Through the past two days, Xia Yang has learned a lot about the situation in front of him, perhaps because of the movie plane, the most sensational thing in Shanghai now is the news of Huo Yuanjia's death. Calculating the time, Chen Zhen should have received the news in Japan that he is about to leave for China, and it is time for him to intervene in the plot.

I have to say that Huo Yuanjia's death is a big deal, and there is a lot of uproar everywhere. Opinions on this matter also vary. There are those who scold the Japanese, and there are those who are secretive about the Japanese. However, everyone knows that Huo Siye, who was invincible in Jinmen back then, was defeated by the Japanese, which made the Japanese in Shanghai even more arrogant and invincible.

It's no wonder that the fame of Jingwumen is all due to Huo Yuanjia's fists to win the first place in Tianjin, and after arriving in Shanghai, he has also fought with foreigners many times, and has never been defeated. The loss of the Japanese at the hands of the Japanese not only knocked out the self-confidence of the Jingwumen and the dignity of the Chinese people, but also broke the myth of the Chinese martial arts world.

A generation of grandmasters was plotted to death by the Japanese, and in this real world, even Xia Yang, a traverser, was in this atmosphere, and his soul was unconsciously stained with a layer of sorrow, and he couldn't help but feel sorry for Huo Yuanjia's death. He could only secretly tell himself that one day, he would let the culprit ambush and avenge this well-known national hero.

With the condolences that Zhou Laosan prepared for him to attend the funeral, Xia Yang came to Jingwumen and prepared to visit.

The location of Jingwumen is located in the future Hongkou District, not far from the Japanese Hongkou Dojo, only less than 20 minutes away. When he came to the Jingwu Gate, he saw a white cloth hanging on the door, and there were many people in front of the door, only a disciple with a gloomy face stood there, and when he saw someone visiting, he raised his head and asked, "Are you?"

Xia Yang learned the etiquette seen on TV, hugged his fists and said: "Hello this big brother, in Xia Xiayang, he is a person who has returned from overseas, and I heard that Master Huo had an accident a few days ago, so I came to pay respects." ”

That disciple was the same age as Xia Yang, and when he saw that he was dressed as if he was a person of status, and heard that he was here to mourn his master, he suddenly had a lot of good feelings in his heart, and said in return: "Sir, please, I'll inform you." ”

After entering the Jingwu Sect, the disciple asked Xia Yang to wait for a while before he walked into the house and said, "Senior brother, Uncle Nong, there is a gentleman outside who has come back from abroad to pay homage to Master." ”

"He's a guest, so let him in. ”

Hearing this, Xia Yang shook his clothes, and then walked into the hall with a gift.

In the center of the mourning hall, there is a posthumous photo of Huo Yuanjia, incense is around, a young man in filial piety clothes is kneeling in the hall, and next to him is an uncle dressed as an outsider, and there are many disciples standing on both sides.

Xia Yang knew that the young one was Huo Tingen, the son of Huo Yuanjia, and the middle-aged man was Nong Jinsun, the housekeeper of the Jingwu Sect. He arched his hand to everyone and said, "In Xia Xiayang, a martial arts enthusiast has just returned from overseas. When I was abroad, I admired the prestige of Master Huo Yuanjia for a long time, but I never thought that I had just returned to China and learned of his unfortunate death, so I made a special trip to pay respects. As he spoke, his eyes also turned red: "Please also mourn." ”

Xia Yang's sincere and sincere appearance, coupled with his neat and extraordinary suit, and a heroic spirit between his eyebrows, made everyone have a good impression of him. Huo Tingen stood up and hugged his fist at him, with a grateful look on his face: "Brother Xia, you have a heart." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, a disciple next to him stepped forward, handed him three pillars of incense, and accepted the gift he had brought.

Xia Yang didn't immediately accept the incense, but glanced at Huo Tingen and Nong Jinsun before he spoke: "There is a reluctant request below, I don't know whether to talk about it or not." ”

Huo Tingen did not doubt him, and nodded: "Brother Xia, please say something." ”

"That's right. Xia Yang straightened his face and said: "When I was young, I had heard that Master Huo defeated the British and Russian Hercules overseas, and since then, I have been yearning for our Chinese martial arts. After a pause, he said sincerely: "So, I don't know if I can let the kid worship Master Huo as a teacher, and let me kneel down as a disciple." ”

Xia Yang's words suddenly made everyone in the hall stunned, and Huo Tingen said even more anxiously: "How can this make my father have passed away." ”

Nong Jinsun on the side couldn't help frowning and said, "Little brother, if you want to worship our Jingwu Sect to learn art, of course we are willing." However, at this time, Huo Laosi had just left, how could there be a reason to worship a deceased person as a teacher. It's better to wait a few days, and it's not too late to come back to apprentice after the funeral is done. The person in front of you is the new hall master of our Jingwu Sect, and when you worship him as a teacher, you can also be regarded as joining our Jingwu Sect. ”

Worship Huo Yuanjia as a teacher, and worship the second generation of Jingwumen Huo Tingen as a teacher, how can it be the same, not to mention that the generation is shorter, it is not conducive to his next actions. He shook his head, took out a stack of thick banknotes from the outer pocket of his jacket, and put it on the table in front of the altar: "Please forgive Uncle Nong, I also know that this matter is not in line with etiquette, but it has been my wish since I was a child to worship Master Huo as a teacher, even if I can't get his old man's words and deeds, even if it is just a name, I am very willing." This money is the apprenticeship of the kid, and it is also a little bit of the kid's heart, and I hope that Uncle Nong and Brother Huo will be fulfilled!"

After speaking, he bowed deeply.

"This ......"

Hearing Xia Yang's words, not only Huo Tingen, but even Nong Jinsun didn't know how to speak. Xia Yang's grand fist, just the full sincerity in it, it is difficult for people to refuse.

"What's that money?"

Huo Nong and the others, as the principals of the Jingwu Sect, were naturally embarrassed, but the rest of the disciples didn't have so much thought, and when they saw the banknotes on the table, there was a strange foreign old man printed on it, which was money they didn't know, and they couldn't help but exclaim.

"Is this the pound?" those disciples didn't know, but the businessman-born and well-informed Nong Jinsun didn't know the reason.

Hearing his words, many disciples looked at each other: "What is the pound?"

It's not that all the disciples are ignorant, and immediately someone said: "The pound is the money of the British." ”

"Is the British money valuable?" asked a disciple curiously.

Another disciple replied, "Of course it's worth it! ”

"Shhh A ticket is worth ten oceans, how much should such a thick stack cost?

Seeing their frightened expressions, Xia Yang was secretly a little amused. These pounds were all in the denomination of one dollar, a total of only 100 pounds, which he had specially exchanged at the bank, just for the current scene. If it's all a hundred pounds a piece, that's really exciting.

He even thought about whether to change 1,000 oceans before, but after thinking about it, he dispelled this idea.

With so much money, Nong Jinsun was naturally shocked, but at the same time, he was also thinking about it quickly. In fact, the Jingwu Sect is not rich in the first place, in addition to the apprenticeship fees of the disciples on weekdays, it also depends on the gifts of some patriots and groups, and now as soon as Huo Laosi leaves, no one will come to practice martial arts. Judging from the current situation, I am afraid that it will get worse and worse in the future, and the current situation is chaotic, and their business is not as good as before.

The money in front of me is not a small amount, even if it is empty, it is enough to maintain the Jingwu Sect for a year, if you accept it, it can just be used to help the Jingwu Sect tide over the difficulties in the future.

After thinking about it for a while, he relaxed his brows and said, "Tingen, this little brother is so sincere, I think you will accept the apprentice on behalf of your father and let him stay in our Jingwu Sect to practice martial arts." ”

"But Uncle Nong ......"

"Nothing. Before Huo Tingen's words were finished, Nong Jinsun interrupted him: "The little brother has returned from abroad thousands of miles away, just to join our Jingwu Sect, if we repeatedly push back, wouldn't it be unkind and chill his sincere heart?"

"Okay, since Uncle Nong has spoken, today I will accept my father's apprenticeship and accept you as my father's closed disciple. Huo Tingen hesitated, but agreed.

"Little brother Xia Yang, meet the senior brother and all the senior brothers and sisters. The goal has been achieved, Xia Yang is also happy in his heart, and hurriedly clasped his fists and saluted, and sat down with his identity.

Nong Jinsun, as the highest-ranking person present and the host of the funeral, saw that the matter was decided, so he nodded: "Huo Yuanjia's closed disciple Xia Yang, kneel down and kowtow." ”

Facing the portrait of Huo Yuanjia in the hall, he respectfully kowtowed three times, bowed to the teacher, and then took three incense sticks and lit them on the candle flame and inserted them into the incense candle.