The next morning, a visitor came to Jiang Jinjiu. But it was none other than Gongsun Zhi mentioned by Manager Liu yesterday.

Gongsun Zhi looked much younger than his actual age, and no one could tell that he was over sixty years old.

His hair was jet black and shiny, and if he had to look closely, he could only pick a few strands of gray hair on his sideburns. Although there are three indelible furrows on the forehead, the wrinkles on the face are fine and few, the flesh is firm, and the complexion is slightly dark without any spots. His face was ruddy, his lips were red and his teeth were white, and in short, it was difficult to find signs of aging on his face.

The only defect was a notch on the tip of his right ear, and the wound was neat, cut with a sharp object. Look at his waist straight, a dark blue Tang suit is full and round by him, he walks calmly and powerfully, and his posture is like that of a master in a martial arts hall. To say that he is thirty years old is not an exaggeration at all.

Gongsun Zhi's background is not small. At the age of sixteen, he won the championship of the junior group of the National Wushu Conference (designated boxing, optional spearmanship), and at the age of eighteen, he won the men's all-around (boxing, knife fighting, spearmanship, optional boxing, sparring, pentathlon) championship. Later, due to family problems, he gave up the military to engage in business, which was both hard-working and studious, and was very self-motivated, and within a few years he was promoted from a salesman selling drinks to the position of regional manager.

When he was twenty-three years old, his boss went to Hong Kong to develop and took him with him, but he didn't expect it to collapse in a year. If he is not familiar with life, he can only start from the bottom, and he doesn't want to go astray. Because of his kung fu, he didn't know Brother Tianhao in Tsim Sha Tsui - at that time, he changed his name to Shun Tianhao, and it was his eldest brother who helped him choose it, and he felt that this name was more domineering.

The life of the gang is beautiful on the surface, but in the end, it is dangerous to live on the knife, especially when you are unlucky.

When he was twenty-seven years old, his eldest was overthrown, and he was hunted down. Even though his martial arts are the first in the country, as the so-called open guns are easy to dodge and dark arrows are difficult to prevent, he has been plotted many times, and there have been several dangers, but not every time he can get away with it. When he absconded to Sichuan, he was besieged by many people and forced to fall off the cliff.

The fortune telling should not be extinguished, and Gongsun Zhi fell on a hundred-year-old tree. The dense foliage acts as a buffer, and the tough vines wrap around his body. But he had four broken ribs, a broken left arm and right leg, and more than a dozen bumps all over his body, and was already half dead.

He hung on a tree for a day and a night in a coma, and it happened that a Taoist passed by and rescued him.

The Taoist understands medical skills, and there are not many people within a radius of dozens of miles, so Gongsun Zhi can only stay in the Taoist temple to cultivate, and he has been raising for four months.

During the healing period, because there were no entertainment facilities in the Taoist temple, only three boxes of books, he was so bored that he could only read books.

But he didn't expect that these three boxes of books, in addition to the Taoist scriptures, are also diverse and varied. Such as medical books, history books, martial arts atlases, metaphysical books, geography books, astronomy books, biographies, current political affairs, piano scores, wood art, ancient architectural design...... It is all a manuscript of calligraphy characters.

Among the many categories, Gongsun Zhi was particularly interested in metaphysical books. Especially numerology, mathematics, physiognomy, feng shui, exorcism and demon hunting, eating and sleeping books without leaving your hand, it is simply obsessed.

What he didn't expect was that the Taoist who saved him was a master in the world, Tian Zhengguo, a true disciple of Zhengyi.

Speaking of Tian Zhengguo's life experience, it is very sympathetic, his parents died when he was a child, leaving him alone and helpless, and he can only be a little beggar begging on the roadside. When he was ten years old, due to the plague, Tian Zhengguo's life hung by a thread, but fortunately, he was able to save his life because the Taoist people went down the mountain to apply medicine. However, the plague was followed by a famine, and no one could have enough to eat, let alone beggars, and many died of starvation. At this time, there were many displaced people who stole grain, and Tian Zhengguo also followed suit. But the first time he stole grain, he was taken down, but fortunately, he was rescued by the Taoist temple and was not killed.

This is also the fate of the two, when Tian Zhengguo was seriously injured, and the master left him to cultivate in the Taoist temple. Seeing the whole picture of Tian Zhengguo, the viewer knows that his talent is too ordinary. Later, when he got along with him, he was of good character, so he accepted him as a disciple and taught him everything.

Time flies, and not long after Tian Zhengguo completed his studies, he encountered changes, and this Taoist temple has become a cow, a ghost, a snake and a god. Fortunately, the viewer saw the heavenly opportunity and knew that there was a big disaster, so he took more than ten people such as Tian Zhengguo to hide in the mountains and forests, disguised as mountain people, and avoided the tide of criticism.

Many years later, the viewer is already old, he likes the tranquility of the mountains and forests, and intends to stay and live in his old age. Looking at the sky and sighing at the decline of the Dao Fa, the disciples are in the prime of life, so that the disciples go out of the mountains to find another way to make a living, don't waste in the deep mountains. However, Tian Zhengguo forgot the grace of saving his life and the grace of his teacher, and was willing to stay and take care of his master.

A few years later, the master passed away, and the disciples who left the mountain built a Taoist temple in the mountain to commemorate the master.

Tian Zhengguo guards the tomb as a teacher and lives alone in the Taoist temple, which is naturally a logical thing. Later, with his medical skills, he left a reputation in the surrounding towns and villages, and he earned a lot of income by selling Chinese medicinal materials. If you meet a superstitious person, look at Feng Shui to choose a yin house, and your income will be more optimistic.

That's fate.

If Tian Zhengguo did not continue to live in the mountains and forests and did not become a doctor, he would not often go to the mountains to collect medicine, and Gongsun Zhi would not be saved in time. If Gongsun Zhi had been slightly injured, he would not have been bored with reading, and he would not have known that he had a strong interest in metaphysics. If he was born with an evil appearance, Tian Zhengguo would not have the idea of accepting disciples.

Gongsun Zhi studied for six years, and he almost learned Tian Zhengguo's skills, and at this time he seemed to be a little uncontrollable. Tian Zhengguo had already calculated that he had no fate with Taoism, and he only hoped that he could spread the Taoism, so he went out of the mountain.

After Gongsun Zhi came out of the mountain, he thought that Hong Kong people were very superstitious and would definitely make a name for himself with his skills, so he returned to Hong Kong.

Over the past few years, he has spent countless blood, tears and sweat to not only establish a large-scale Taoist temple, but also cultivate four proud disciples to spread the Tao, and exchange what he has learned in his life for a strong entrepreneurial capital. Having been in business for decades, he is now the chairman of the group with total assets of tens of billions.

However, the most admirable thing is his kung fu to rejuvenate his face, and legend has it that someone gave him 100 million to ask him for the secret recipe for maintaining his body.

Gongsun Zhi has a son and a daughter, both of whom are married and have children, which can be described as happy.

Unfortunately, one summer, his flight was canceled due to weather conditions, and his wife had to take the whole family to the resort first. Unexpectedly, the plane crashed on the way, leaving him a lonely old man, and no matter how rich he was, he couldn't make up for the emptiness of his old age.

Nowadays, in addition to managing business affairs, he helps people look at feng shui and discuss with Taoist friends, which is just a pastime and pleasure in his later years.

It is said that Gongsun Zhi went to the hospital to visit his friend that day, and it was the gentleman who once showed Manager Liu feng shui. I overheard him talk about Jiang Jinjiu, so I wanted to visit, the purpose of which was to know what Jiang Jinjiu was.

During this time, the newspapers reported on the incident of Jiang Jinjiu, but they were not very detailed. I want the feng shui bureau set up by Gongsun Zhi's friend to be at the middle and upper level, and it will turn into malignant by mistake, and its power will not be able to deal with it at all if people who have no ability. How could he want to be cracked by a young man in his twenties, and he didn't have any magic weapons, even if he was seriously injured, it was still puzzling to Gongsun Zhi. So I wanted to meet this man and see what was so special about him.

This saw it, but he was an ordinary and blackened boy, sick and dying, Rao was secretly surprised that he had experienced countless winds and waves.

The so-called Yin Tang is a place where a person's spirit gathers, and it is often used in physiognomy to observe people's personality and fortune, and to divinate good fortune and evil.

Jiang Jinjiu's Yin Tang was so black that his eyebrows were connected, so how could Gongsun Zhi believe that the person in front of him was an "ordinary person" who destroyed the formation, was seriously injured, and could still survive after persisting overnight.

However, what surprised Gongsun Zhi even more was that Jiang Jinjiu's sleeping appearance resembled his son. Looking at him, it was as if he saw his granddaughter pulling herself to wake up her son...... The illusion always dissipates at the most beautiful moment, Gongsun Zhi's heart is sore, but the tear ducts that have long dried up cannot secrete tears to moisten the reddened eyes, he can't help but close his eyes and rub them gently...... At this moment, the fine lines in the corners of Gongsun Zhi's eyes deepened a little.

The nurse saw that Jiang Jinjiu was sleeping, and told Gongsun Zhi that it was inconvenient to disturb and wanted to send off the guests. Just when Jiang Jinjiu woke up, the nurse allowed Gongsun Zhi to enter the ward.

"Who are you? ......" Jiang Jinjiu stared at Gongsun Zhi, and couldn't remember where he had seen it.

"In the reign of the lower grandson...... I believe Manager Liu mentioned me. Gongsun Zhi walked to the window as he spoke, opened a window, and closed the curtains to cover the window, so that the wind that blew in would not blow directly on Jiang Jinjiu.

But this is not his original concern, but a subconscious action. His sons and daughters like indoor ventilation, but they don't like to be blown by the wind. So whenever he went to bed and got up early, he would open the windows and close the curtains to protect him from the wind. It's no wonder that Jiang Jin drinks and sleeps like his son, which not only evokes sadness, but also leads to habits that have long been stopped.

"Ahh You are Mr. Gongsun Zhi, hello, hello, ouch! Jiang Jinjiu wanted to lean over and shake hands with the other party, but he pulled the stiff muscles and flesh, which was very sore.

Seeing this, Gongsun Zhi hurriedly stepped forward and pressed him back to the bed, "Don't move, if you don't pay attention to this injury, it will leave the root of the disease." As he spoke, he dragged a chair and sat on the edge of the bed, taking the pulse of Jiang Jinjiu.

Jiang Jinjiu was a little overwhelmed by Gongsun Zhi, and asked softly, "That...... You're saying my injuries are serious? ”

"Hmm...... Not good, not good. Gongsun Zhi's expression was solemn, as if he had found a major problem.