Wang An caught a glimpse of a woman leading her child across the street, and saw that the car was about to hit the mother and daughter.

A gust of wind rose, and something broke through the snow.

There were a few strange bangs, and several cameras on the traffic light pole at the intersection suddenly reversed direction, and none of them were facing the intersection.

A figure came to the mother and daughter in an instant, pulled them back upside down, and then the speeding car whizzed past their eyes and was about to fly away.

At this moment, Wang An's true qi circulated rapidly in his body, and in his eyes, the speed of the car seemed to be slowed down a lot, just like a movie was slowed down several times.

He raised his hand with a palm, King Kong Zen palm, King Kong patted the case, split the empty palm force,

With a snap, the glass on the driver's side of the car shattered suddenly, and the wind and snow rolled the glass ballast and slammed the face of the young man sitting in the driver's seat, and at the same time his head tilted to one side, as if he had been pushed by something.

In a panic, he subconsciously hit the direction, stepped on the brakes, and the extremely fast car rushed diagonally into the green belt on the side, crashed through the green belt, and then slammed into a telephone pole, and the front of the car suddenly sank in. The airbag of the whole car burst instantly, and the man driving the car rushed forward, but he was strangled by the seat belt, and his head was bounced back by the airbag at once, as if he was kicked in the air, and then there was smoke in the car.

The mother and son on the side looked at the car in amazement.

The north wind was still blowing, the snow was still drifting, but the people in the car were silent. "Thank you, uncle." The little girl's clear voice came.

Wang An looked at the little girl with big eyes, very cute, such a cute child was almost taken away by the car just now.

"Thank you!" The woman who came back to her senses also realized that it was thanks to Wang An that she had dragged them just now, otherwise they might have been hit by the car, and hurriedly thanked Wang An.

"Mom, are we going to call the police?" The little girl looked at the wrecked car. Her mother looked down at her daughter and hesitated

"Yes, you have to call the police to save people." The woman didn't want to make this call, but at the moment her heart was still shocked, thinking that the person who was driving the car deserved the accident, but remembering what she had taught her children on weekdays, she still took out her mobile phone to call the police, saying that there was a car accident here.

The car almost hit them and killed them, and now they have to save the people in the car.

Wang An turned to leave. At such a fast speed, it hit a telephone pole again, and nine times out of ten, it was going to Hades to report.

He drove home, and the sky was still snowy.

Just as he was preparing the big fish stew in the iron pot at home, the ambulance arrived at the accident site. The people in the car were already cold, and there was still a strong smell of alcohol on their bodies, drunk driving, speeding.

The next thing is simple, identify and notify the family to come and claim the body.

I don't know if I don't check, I was shocked when I checked it, the identity of the young man who was killed was really unusual, the son of the head of a large group in Beijing.

In the mountain village, the taste of stewed fish in an iron pot is quite good.

"It's a pity that this fish is not freshly caught, and it tastes better if it is fresh." Wang Andao.

"Well, that's good." The old man said happily and drank two large bowls of fish soup.

The snow didn't stop until the night. By the early morning of the next day, there were still scattered small snowflakes in the sky.

There was a car parked next to the intersection where the accident happened yesterday, and a man stood on the side of the road looking at the intersection in front of him. There are people from the relevant departments repairing and adjusting the camera.

He glanced at the two cameras, which were clearly in the wrong position, and tilted to the side. I went up to ask the staff and learned that there were some problems with the location of the four cameras when they came, and one of them was damaged.

Today he went to the relevant department to see what happened to his brother here yesterday, but when he checked the relevant surveillance video, he found that none of them could see what happened at this intersection at that time.

Judging by the monitoring screen,

It seemed like an instant, and all the surveillance adjusted their direction and avoided the intersection.

Is it an accident or something else?

Wrapped in silver on Yuxiao Mountain, Wang An stood on a mountain rock to practice Tai Chi, feeling the true qi circulating in his body.

Like the wind, like water,

The mountain wind blows against the body, across the face, and across the between. Tai Chi cloud hands, yin and yang embrace.

There is a wonderful verve about him. Not far away, monkeys followed.

Wang An's figure circled and turned, bringing up the wind, and the snow on the rocks was carried up, swirling around him.

Practice Tai Chi in the mountains, and dance in the wind and snow. [Tai Chi +2]

Hundreds of kilometers away in Hu'an City, in a company, Li Xinzhu looked at the guest in front of him with some surprise.

"What does Mr. Cheng mean?"

"I know that you and Wang An are good friends, and I want to ask you for a favor and ask him to come forward to see a patient, and you can open it casually."

"Patient, will he still see a doctor, are you mistaken?" Li Xinzhu said with a smile.

"Since I'm looking for you, I won't be mistaken." Zheng Kun said.

"Mr. Zheng had already met Wang An before coming to me?" "Yes, he refused."

"Then it's over, he doesn't agree, what's the use of you coming to me?" Li Xinzhu asked with a smile.

"Are you friends?"

"Yes, we are friends, not literal friends, of course I won't agree to what my friends refuse, don't you say?"

Zheng Kun was silent for a while after hearing this. These days, he has been thinking about how to invite Wang An to the capital to treat his old man.

If he himself disagrees, then he has to take other paths, find a way from his relatives and friends, and ask them to persuade Wang An.

Wang An's most valued relatives are undoubtedly the two old men, but when the two old people are old, it seems that their biggest wish is to hope that Wang An can be safe and get married as soon as possible.

In addition, Wang An does not have many friends, and all he can inquire about is Lu Xiangyi and Li Xinzhu, who often correspond with Wang An. Needless to say, Lu Xiangyi is powerful and powerful, and there is no shortage of the Lu family who can give them. So he was going to start from Li Xinzhu's side.

According to the news he heard, the relationship between this Li Xinzhu and Wang An seems to be closer, he and Wang An knew each other earlier, and there seems to be a fateful friendship between the two, so he came here, hoping to move Li Xinzhu.

"I heard that you've been talking about a big deal recently, and the other party is the Xiyun Group, right?"

"Yo, did you do a lot of homework before you came?" Li Xinzhu said with a smile. "I can step in and make this business happen." Zheng Kun said.

"Thank you in advance for your kindness, this business is indeed very important to our company, but business is business, friends are friends, business can be talked about when business is gone, and it is difficult to find friends without friends, what do you say?" Li Xinzhu smiled and added tea to Zheng Kun.

"Ten million." Zheng Kun was silent for a moment before saying a number. "Tsk, it's windy outside."

"Twenty million." Zheng Kun then increased the price.

"Looks like it's going to snow." Li Xinzhu looked out the window.

"Thirty million."

"Mr. Zheng, it's not too early, I won't leave you here to eat, please." Li Xinzhu got up to see off the guests.

"Fifty million." Zheng Kun sat there without moving, and continued to increase the price.

"Mr. Zheng, although I like money very much, I will not embarrass my friends for money. Besides, you can be rewarded nationwide at this price, and there will be brave men under the reward, and this price may be able to invite some folk apricot forest masters."

In the end, Zheng Kun left Li Xinzhu in disappointment.

"Fifty million, I'm really excited, hiss!" Li Xinzhu stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling glass window, looked at the car in the distance and took a deep breath. So much money, it's fake to say that you don't want to be impressed.

"Hey, when did that guy Wang An become Xinglin Gao again

Hand, kung fu practice is superb, how did he practice this medical skill, this can also touch the bypass, all the way?!" Li Xinzhu suddenly remembered what Wang An said, "Medicine and martial arts are not separated".

"A person's energy is limited, how can he do so much with this limited energy?!"

The next day, in a house in the capital, an old man with gray hair sat on a recliner, closed his eyes, and basked in the sun in the courtyard.

There was a knock at the door outside, and a young man came out of the house and asked, "Who?"

"Fan Wuji."

The door opened, and in came a man in his thirties, tall and tall, with long thin cheeks and thick eyebrows, shaped like a lying silkworm.

"Fan Gongzi." "Is Elder Yang here?"

"Bask in the sun in the yard." The young man looked back at the old man.

"Who?" The old man shouted softly, his voice a little hoarse, as if he had something in his throat.

"It's me, Fan Wuji." The man shouted into the courtyard. "Mowgli, come in."

Fan Wuji entered the room, carried a small box on the house-like stone table in his hand, and then dragged a rattan chair and sat next to the old man.

"Something? The old man opened his eyes and looked at him, one eye was still clear, but the other was cloudy.

"Well, my brother, died." Fan Wuji was silent for a moment before saying.

"When did you pass away?" After hearing this, the old man sat up from the rocking chair at once, and Fan Wuji on the side hurriedly stepped forward to help.

"Two days ago."

"Where?" The old man then asked.

Fan Wuji then told the old man the location of his accident, and the old man closed his eyes and bent his fingers for a moment after listening.

"It shouldn't be! What has he done lately, you know what I'm asking." The old man was clear and cloudy, and his two eyes stared at Fan Wuyi.

"He, well, there's a girl because he's dead." "Just one?" The old man asked.

"There's only one I know." "That's not going to be the case."

"You gave my brother a life, saying that his life is precious and long-lived, how can this be?" After hearing this, the old man looked at Fan Wuji beside him.

"Sui Tang Luo Cheng had seventy-three years of life, but when he died, he was only twenty-three, why?" The old man asked rhetorically.

"Although a person's life is set from the moment of birth, it may not be set in stone, I warned you early on that your younger brother has a high-flying personality, and if he continues, he will consume the qi in his body."

"The cause of his death may not have been an accident." "So what?"

"I'd like to ask you for a divination."

The old man was silent for a moment and got up, and Fan Wuji followed him into the room. The old man took out a tortoise shell, in which were three copper coins, he recited the words in his mouth, chattered for a while, and then shook it a few times, and the copper coins fell on the table, turned around a few times, and fell.

"Hexagram is evil, what you want in your heart will not come to fruition, and continuing will bring you terrible disasters."

Fan Wuji's brows furrowed slightly after hearing this.

"Could it be that my brother died so inexplicably?" "There is no resurrection from death." The old man said.

Fan Wuji accompanied the old man and said a few words, and then said goodbye and left. After he left, the old man sat down in his chair, looking very tired.

"Grandpa." The young man on the side hurriedly took a glass of water, "You drink water."

The old man took a sip of water, and the young man on the side gently patted his back, and after a few minutes, the old man breathed a long sigh of relief.

"I'm getting older, and I'm getting more and more useless, and I'm tired of doing everything." The old man sighed.

"Grandpa, I don't think Fan Gongzi will listen to your advice."

"If you don't listen, you'll be annoyed." The old man said, "His brother must have done something bad outside, and he is still a very hateful kind, consuming the qi in his body, breaking his lifespan, and blinding such a good figure!"

This Fan Wuji left less than half an hour

Occasionally, someone came to visit, and the visitor was Zheng Qian.

"Elder Yang." He was very respectful to the old man. "It's for your father's business again?"

"Yes." Zheng Qian nodded, "I want to ask you to do a hexagram."

"No, the kid from the Fan family just came, and the hexagram was given to him." The old man said.

"Fan Wuji?" The old man nodded.

"Then it's not the right time for me to come, when will you be able to hexagram again?" "I'm waiting ten days." The old man thought for a moment and said.

"Okay, then I'll come back to bother you in ten days."

Zheng Qian was not very polite, nor did he say some hypocritical words, he came here to find the old man to calculate a hexagram, this old man is proficient in physiognomy, and is very famous in the small circle in the capital, especially the hexagram is extremely accurate, and everything measured is not missed, but only one hexagram is calculated at most every day, which has been the rule for many years.

Zheng Qian put down the gift and left.

"Grandpa, you need to rest for a while, you should have said a few more days just now."

"Ten days is enough, and he won't come again after ten days." The old man said with a smile.

The young man on the side was stunned when he heard this, and just wanted to ask why, but suddenly thought of something, and his eyes lit up, "You mean .....?"

"If you see through it, you can't tell it, the fortune teller can measure the good fortune and the evil, and you can't tell the life and death, that's the matter that the king of Hades is in charge of." The old man taught.

"Help me out and lie down for a while."

The young man helped the old man to the courtyard, the old man lay on the rocking chair and continued to bask in the sun, and the young man felt that it was cold outside, so he brought a small blanket from the house and covered the old man.