When he got up in the morning, Yan Biao told Qi Xiaoyang while eating breakfast that Kyoto called last night, saying that there was a magical qigong master in Xiajiang, named Wang Shuangmu, who is said to have practiced to the realm of internal qi and external release, can beat people in the air a few meters away, and is good at using qigong to treat various difficult diseases, and has a great reputation inside and outside the province, and has a close relationship with many entertainment stars and some high-ranking officials, but these have not been verified by the official authority.

After introducing the situation, Yan Biao asked, "How is it, are you interested in going to see it?"

"We happen to be here, of course we're going, whether he's real or not, try him and then go to Taiyu Temple." "Qi Xiaoyang is heartfelt, so naturally he will not let go of such an opportunity.

Yan Biao said: "Okay, I'll call someone to take us there, so that people don't want to see the two of us, I heard that this Master Wang's shelf is quite big." ”

After the two finished eating, they waited at the door of the hotel for a few minutes, and a land cruiser with a provincial license plate stopped in front of them, and the co-pilot came down from Kan Yuhu, the director of the National Security Department, who had drunk together last night, and greeted with a smile: "Two old brothers, I heard that you are going to meet a qigong master, don't you mind taking me to see and see?"

Qi Xiaoyang is also familiar with him, and half-truths joked: "Of course it doesn't matter if we go together, I'm afraid that you, Director Kan, will rob us of people!"

Kan Yuhu laughed and said: "Brother Qi, rest assured, with your big brother Yan, a great god, I don't dare to rob you of people if I have the guts, I just heard that this Wang Shuangmu is amazing, and I want to go and see the excitement." ”

The three of them got into the car, and Yan Biao said to Kan Yuhu: "Don't show your identity for a while, otherwise the master will not play well if he is nervous, and it will be difficult for us to judge Xiaoyang." ”

Kan Yuhu took out two business cards from his coat pocket and handed them to the two: "How about looking at this identity?"

"Kan Dashan, chairman of Kyoto Grand View Garden Film and Television Culture Company, hehe, this is good! Kan Dashan, you took this name, haha!" Yan Biao was happy to see this business card.

The driver seemed to have inquired about the address, and the car drove directly to the door of Wang Shuangmu's residence. Looking at the majestic gate, Qi Xiaoyang wondered if he had crossed into the palace of a feudal dynasty. On the vermilion lacquer gate that is three meters high, there are rows of copper nails inlaid with the size of a sea bowl, it is said that the number of this thing is determined according to the level of the official in ancient times, but now no one will care about the inlaid 1,000; on both sides of the door, a pair of white marble town house lions stand on the stone base of half a person's height, majestic, breathtaking, this momentum alone can make people feel the master's majesty and extraordinary!

Next to the closed door, a small door opened. It is said that it is a small door, but it is actually enough to pass through a small car. There were two men in white practice clothes guarding here, but they were not standing like the gatekeepers in the movie, but sitting on a chair at the door, talking to a person who seemed to have come to see Wang Shuangmu, and when the three of them passed by Qi Xiaoyang, the person happened to leave with a disappointed face. Kan Yuhu stepped forward to explain his intentions, but was refused, saying that the master had countless distinguished guests in the past few days, and he had no time to receive ordinary idle visitors.

Kan Yuhu hesitated, and quietly stuffed a business card and two banknotes to one of the men, saying that it was not easy to come all the way to the country, and begged him to be accommodating. After a while, he came back and said to Kan Yuhu: "Count yourself lucky, the master is in a happy mood today, and I promise to see you, and there will be two distinguished guests coming in a while, please sit inside for a while, and see the master together later."

Under the guidance of the man, Qi Xiaoyang and the three of them walked into the magnificent mansion, walked through the courtyard dotted with ponds and rockeries, and entered the living room of a three-story small western-style building. The man poured tea for the three of them, and retreated to the gate. Kan Yuhu smiled bitterly at Yan Qi and the others: "I didn't expect that my dignified Kan boss would have to bribe a janitor, and it would be embarrassing to say it in the future, hehe!"

"If you can worship the true god, your little money is worth it, but I heard that a certain minister has come to visit this master, you are a movie boss is a fart, haha!" Yan Biao comforted.

While the three of them were chatting, the janitor brought in an old couple in their sixties, who were dressed in a very rich way, and the diamond rings they wore were worth a lot of money. Kan Yuhu talked to them and learned that the little old man was a retired official from a neighboring city, surnamed Li, who had brought his wife to treat the old problem of arthritis.

Qi Xiaoyang's eyes suddenly lit up, and he whispered to Yan Biao: "Sure enough, there is a doorway, and a person with spiritual power is coming!" The person he sensed was approaching the living room from the side of the door.

Yan Biao also showed joy on his face: "It seems that this Master Wang is worthy of his name, I hope we will make this trip worthwhile today!"

When someone walked into the living room, Qi Xiaoyang was surprised to find that the person with spiritual power was not Master Wang, but a middle-aged woman dressed in a rustic style - with a boy, who seemed to be a mother and son. The boy looked like he was fourteen or fifteen years old, dressed in slightly shabby clothes, with a slightly dark complexion but clear eyebrows, just a pair of bright and shining eyes, revealing a cunning "thief spirit", hunched his waist and pressed it with one hand, showing a painful expression from time to time.

"Little brother, where are you from and what is your name?" Qi Xiaoyang saw them sit down and walked over to talk to the boy.

The boy was not only not timid, but he was a little flamboyant as soon as he opened his mouth: "My name is Taohua, Taohua, Taohua, Taohua, do you know which Tao and which Tao is it?"

Everyone in the room was amused by him, and Qi Xiaoyang smiled: "Of course I know, naughty Tao, if you are disobedient, you are naughty and disobedient like this, either climbing trees or fighting, so you hurt your waist." ”

Everyone was laughing, a young woman came in and invited everyone to the back to see Wang Shuangmu, everyone followed her into a small flower wall, and saw a middle-aged man in his forties, wearing a practice uniform, was practicing in the small courtyard, holding a horse step, exhaling and opening a sound, a low roar, a palm pushed forward, a few meters away a spherical osmanthus tree more than half a person high suddenly shook back, a bang, and some leaves fell down!

Several people cheered in unison, Yan Biao couldn't help but glance at Qi Xiaoyang, but saw him shaking his head slightly, indicating that he did not sense that this master had spiritual power. The two of them muttered in their hearts at the same time, could it be that the qigong practiced by this Master Wang has nothing to do with spiritual power?

Wang Shuangmu is in his forties, with a medium stature and a slight fat, a slightly bald head shining brightly, a pair of fine light flashing big eyes, accompanied by a snow-white pair of placket short coats, quite a bit of master style. "I'm sorry to keep a few guests from afar waiting for a long time!" Wang Shuangmu didn't have much of a shelf at this time, and when he saw a group of people coming in, he immediately stopped practicing, and politely beckoned a few people into the house to sit down and serve tea.

"I have heard the name of Master Wang for a long time, and I can see it today, it is worth this trip!" the old man took the lead in saying. A few people were polite and quickly got to the point.

Tao Hua's mother spoke first: "Master, we are neighbors living in Sanli Village outside the South Gate, this child fell from a tree yesterday and twisted his waist, I gave him a medicated wine plaster that didn't work, please treat it!"

Wang Shuangmu responded happily: "No problem, everyone is a villager, but I have to let a few guests from afar wait, I'm sorry!"

Everyone even said it didn't matter, Wang Shuangmu called the boy called Taohua to a massage table at the base of the wall, took off his coat and lay face down, luck, after kneading his waist for a few minutes, suddenly his palms downward, grabbed and released in the air half a meter high from Taohua's body, the middle of Taohua's body was actually pouted and lifted up and put down, after several times in a row, Wang Shuangmu made a closing action, patted Taohua and said: "Little guy, come down and try to see if it hurts." ”

Tao Hua got out of bed and tried to twist his waist a few times, then jumped a few times, and exclaimed excitedly: "Master, you are so powerful, I don't feel any pain at all!"

In the amazement, everyone's admiration for Master Wang increased a few points, even Qi Xiaoyang and Yan Biao were convinced, seeing is believing, they can't do it if they catch people in the air like just now!

Tao Hua's mother thanked her repeatedly: "Thank you, Master Wang, how much do you see?" as she spoke, she took out some bits and pieces of money from her pocket.

"What kind of money do you want, everyone is from the township, and you are not rich, helping this little favor is nothing, let's go!" Wang Shuangmu waved his hand heartily, and the master's demeanor was revealed.

The little old man surnamed Li was even more admiring: "The master is not only good at kung fu, but also has nothing to say about this character! Please also bother to help my wife see how many years she has been suffering from rheumatoid arthritis, especially the knee joint, which hurts badly when it rains." ”

Wang Shuangmu didn't mention the cost or anything else, but first asked the little old lady to sit down, rolled up her pants to expose her knees, and then took out a one-yuan coin from her coat pocket and said to her: "The root of your disease is in the bone marrow, and it is difficult for the general medicinal power to penetrate into it to play a role, so it will not be cured for a long time." Now I'll let you feel it first, and then let's see how to cure it. You're getting older, unlike the young man just now, who directly applied to your body, I'm afraid you won't be able to bear it, now I'm using this coin as a buffer, blocking the domineering part of my external qi, and only letting the soft part penetrate in, and then you will feel hot and hot, and if you can't stand it, you can quickly say, so as not to hurt you, is it clear?"

"All right, come on!" replied the little old lady. Several people were secretly surprised in their hearts, this qigong master really lived up to his reputation, his kung fu was so profound and domineering, even a coin could penetrate it! Yan Biao and Kan Yuhu frowned.

Kan Yuhu is a well-informed person, how can this be a bit like the style of rivers and lakes? And Yan Biao was even more suspicious in his heart, because he saw that Wang Shuangmu made a few small movements that seemed inconspicuous to outsiders while talking and explaining before putting the coin on the lap of the little old lady, first rubbing his fingers on the coin several times, and then quickly wiping his fingers on the table— There was some water on it that didn't exist at any time, not much, like a casual spill from a teacup, and finally a quick wash of hands in the copper basin behind me after placing the coin, like a natural procedure before the exercise.

Yan Biao felt a sense of comical in his heart, how could this be a bit like the trick in the Jianghu Lang Can the qigong master use these cutscenes? With doubts, he began to observe and analyze Wang Shuangmu's subtle movements more seriously.