"Okay, stop practicing, I have something important to tell you."

Li Xinzhu dragged Wang An into the living room, put the wine and food on the table, opened the wine bottle, and poured himself a glass.

"Do you know where I've been these days?"

"Looking for that person?"

"yes, guess what, we've found him!"

"Found it, you caught him?"

"Catch, grab with what? But some people want to catch him, but as long as they get close to him, they can't get up on the ground when they look at him. You haven't seen it with your own eyes, let alone how evil it is! As soon as that person was mentioned, Li Xinzhu showed a palpitating expression.

"Why didn't you call me?"

"The person found it, and then it was gone, and he didn't find his whereabouts, how could I call you, someone has already sent a dark flower, and he has caught 200,000 yuan, alive." Li Xinzhu stretched out two fingers and shook them in mid-air.

"Two hundred thousand?" Hearing this number, Wang An's eyes narrowed slightly.

"Are you interested?" He looked at Li Xinzhu with a smile.

"Uh, well, this, I can provide you with information, help you control the wind, it's not impossible to be a driver, if it really happens, I don't want a penny, you can treat me to a meal of king crab."

"Okay, that's it." Wang An smiled and patted Li Xinzhu on the shoulder, and was about to get up after speaking.

"Wait a minute, I haven't finished saying this yet, in addition to that person, we also met a master, the kind of real kung fu, guess what kind of kung fu he uses?"

"Eagle Claw Gong?" Hearing this, Wang An thought of the patient he saw in Zhao's Medical Center two days ago.

The expression on Li Xinzhu's face suddenly froze and froze.

"Holy, you, how do you know?"

"Guess."

"Guess? Then why do you guess the Eagle Claw Skill, not the Iron Sand Palm, the Black Tiger Fist, the One Yang Finger, and the Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Descending? ”

"Imagination is rich, your illness should be almost cured." Wang An smiled and said, "Eat, it's time for me to practice." ”

"Wait a minute, have you seen the man who performed the Eagle Claw Technique?"

"I haven't seen it, but I've seen people he injured, so he should have real kung fu."

"That's real kung fu, I grabbed it with my hand, and there were traces on the brick wall, if I guessed correctly, this person should have been invited by Yang Xianhua." Li Xinzhu Road.

"Yang Xianhua? Are you making such a fuss, and the relevant departments don't care? ”

"We didn't rob, we didn't steal, we didn't hurt anyone, and no one reported the crime, why care, this world is not what it says on TV." Li Xinzhu said with a smile, ate a mouthful of meat as he spoke, and drank a sip of wine.

"Huh, Shutan, I also found out a piece of news in the past two days, that person has indeed been to Baihe Mountain, do you know what he is doing?" Li Xinzhu put down his chopsticks.

Wang An didn't speak, just looked at him quietly.

"There is a Taoist temple on Baihe Mountain, called Danbao Temple, which is a dilapidated Taoist temple that has been around for some years, and there is a Taoist priest who is proficient in metaphysics, and the fortune telling is very accurate, and many people go inexplicably.

It's likely that your friend went to tell his fortune and lost his life in an accident. Li Xinzhu took another sip of wine.

"Now that Taoist priest has disappeared, no one alive, no corpse dead, it is estimated that he was taken away by that person."

"Did you report the crime?"

"Then the old way is just a person, who will report the case if he has no relatives and no reason? Maybe he was killed by that person, and he hid in some corner, after all, the White Crane Mountain is so big, just find a place to dig a pit and bury it, and you can't find it at all. ”

"What do you say that person is looking for, what can a Taoist priest know to make Yang Xianhua and another group of people pay so much attention?"

"I don't care what he's looking for, I care where he is."

Outside the city of Hu'an, there is a mountain stream between the two peaks in a mountain, and there is a cave in the mountain stream, and the entrance of the cave is covered with wild grass more than one person high, and it is difficult to detect it when it comes close.

In the cave, there was a heavy panting.

"I'll ask you again, where's the thing?"

"I don't know what you're talking about, I'm just an old man."

"Have you ever heard of a medicine that you will say if you take it, but then you will become a crazy fool, do you want to try it?"

"You?!"

......

The next day, Wang An came out of the Zhao Traditional Chinese Medicine Hall and came to the Xingyi Quan Martial Arts Hall, where there were still a few people learning boxing.

He went to the boxing tester in the corner, wanting to see how much strength he had gained over the years.

took a breath, opened the fist fight, kicked the ground, the force was born from under his feet, and the power in his body converged upward, condensed together, and snapped.

A number 416 appeared on the display of the fist tester, an increase of more than 70 kilograms from the last time he tested, and the increase in strength was very obvious.

If he continues to exercise at this rate, he estimates that he will be able to complete the task of "weighing a thousand pounds with one punch" in less than two months.

When he was about to leave the martial arts hall, he happened to meet a man coming in from outside, the man was not tall, but his arms were very long, his hands were slightly hooked, and his eyes were very sharp.

Wang An passed by him, and tasted a faint smell of Chinese medicine on his body.

He paid special attention to the man's hands, which were slender and had some calluses on the palms.

"This should be the person Li Xinzhu said who is good at using flying needles. His eyesight and wrist strength should be high. ”

For some reason, Wang An suddenly had the idea of having a fight with him, but he quickly suppressed the idea.

That night, after finishing the exercises, he watched a TV series for a while, and deliberately picked a scene of the exercises, a young man learning Tai Chi practicing his dodging ability in a sandbag formation.

"Well, it's a good idea, you can learn from it, but it's a pity that there are no wild boars here." He misses George, Peggy, and their families in the mountain village.

He found a blank piece of paper and wrote and drew on it.

The next day, he bought some bamboo poles, built a rack in the yard, and hung a lot of sandbags.

"Try it."

He got under the shelf, raised his hand and pushed open a sandbag, and the sandbag swayed and made a pendulum motion, followed by a second, a third, and soon all the sandbags were swinging.

Wang An kept dodging in this sandbag.

Sandbags are dangling and scattered in all directions, which is not fast to look at from the outside, but it is actually very fast, and the key is that there are many of them.

Wang An kept moving in the sandbag formation, and from time to time he shot to resist.

"You practiced in the sandbag, and you gained something."

"What is this, what are you doing with so many sandbags?" Li Xinzhu asked curiously when he saw the sandbag array in the yard.

"Practice."

"Practice, what kind of exercises?"