Qian Quan was not in a very good mood all morning.

It's not because you lose to someone else in a move.

Victory and defeat are a common thing in soldiers, and although he has a grandmaster-level Wing Chun in his body, he never thinks he is invincible in the world.

There are people outside the world, there are heavens outside the sky, there are nearly 8 billion people in this world, who is calling them invincible, and who dares to say that they are invincible?

What's more, there is also a saying in Wing Chun, there is a master who knows the measure, and the opponent knows the level.

However, Qian Quan didn't want to lose to Shimizu Ichiro's uncle.

Because he observed that the victory or defeat that the other party wants is not a battle for martial arts, but wants to seek a clear proof and an explanation for history.

That's a matter of position.

In the view of Qian Quan, a high-achieving student majoring in history, that period of history has long been sealed and unquestionable, and anyone who vainly attempts to distort, attempt to beautify, or conspire to tamper with it should be brought down and eliminated.

The more I thought about it, the more solemn I felt.

Judging from the expressions and momentum of the other party, they will not only have follow-up actions, but also big moves.

From this point of view, Zhang Xianger's judgment is correct.

He was tempting himself.

After class, Qian Quan sent a message to Zhang Xianger: "I have already met Shimizu Ichiro and his uncle. ”

Zhang Xianger quickly replied: "How is it?" ”

"You guessed right, he came here this time to get to the bottom, and when he goes back, he should make a big news in the name of his senior brother."

"It's to pull in the official and media, and then link up inside and outside the Internet, set off a storm of public opinion, and desperately build momentum."

Qian Quan sneered: "Then let's lose both." ”

"What did you say?" Zhang Xianger was shocked and surprised, "You mean, after seeing him, you have no certainty of victory?" ”

"He has been hiding for so long, how can he easily make a storm without adequate preparation?

"It's very much in line with their national style."

Zhang Xianger heard the unusual taste from Qian Quan's tone, faintly angry, and asked, "What did he say?" ”

"Didn't say anything, just threw a leaf at me."

As an expert, Zhang Xianger naturally heard the meaning of this sentence, and asked uncertainly: "You didn't catch it?" ”

"Take half of it. But that's not the point, the point is that he wants to use this incident to make a voice, a voice that we absolutely don't want to hear.

"Therefore, I will not let him win, even if it turns out that I crawl out and he lies down and goes out."

Zhang Xianger pondered for a long time and said, "Meet and talk about it." ”

In the next few days, Qian Quan extended the time of practicing "Wudang Jinggong", and always maintained a restrained and clean state, which inevitably attracted those students who were quietly paying attention to him to secretly speculate and receive some greeting notes and messages.

In the end, even Ding Linlang noticed it, and specially came to Haishi University from Fudan to have dinner with him.

Qian Quan didn't hide it from her: "It's a month fast, three months slow, and I'm going to have an important match with a Japanese samurai." ”

"Will it hurt?"

"Yes."

"Can you not compare?"

"No, you can't."

"Well, if you get hurt, I'll take a leave of absence to take care of you."

"Okay."

……

On Friday, Zhang Xianger came to Zhonghai, and Qian Quan told him his observations and speculations.

"After the war criminals?" Zhang Xianger said bluntly.

"Probably."

"Then you dare to go to see my master."

"He's going to Wudang too?"

Zhang Xianger nodded.

"Will the Commander be closed?"

"No, Master will meet him this time."

Qian Quan thought about it and nodded, if you come to the bottom, you will naturally show the bottom.

Test each other.

Early the next morning.

Qian Quan and Zhang Xianger flew to Wudang.

It wasn't until three o'clock in the afternoon that the two climbed Wudang Mountain.

Halfway through the climb, I actually met Igarashi Yuki and Shimizu Ichiro who came down from the mountain.

The four of them greeted each other face-to-face, and Igarashi specially greeted Qian Quan.

Qian Quan responded indifferently.

After the four of them passed by, Zhang Xianger said: "He seems to be a little jealous of you." ”

The right to money is not committed.

"Bow your head in front of you, draw a knife behind your back, capricious, don't know that there is friendship in the world, just blindly fear Wuwei, very lowly, so you don't have to give it a little good color." Zhang Xianger quoted allusions and commented.

Combined with reality, it is also in one sentence.

The two went up the mountain, and in front of a Taoist temple, they saw an old Taoist priest sitting on a stone napping and basking in the sun.

The old Taoist priest looked seventy or eighty years old, with a thin and lean figure.

Zhang Xianger signaled to Qian Quan, who was his master.

Qian Quan suddenly remembered something and asked, "What's your master's surname?" ”

"The surname is Wang, and his previous name was Wang Xiaoliu, and later the boss named him Wang Dashun."

"He's telling you all about it."

"He's mainly to show off the boss's name for him."

"Well, that's really worth bragging about."

The two walked over, Zhang Xianger called "Master", and the old Taoist priest opened his eyes.

"Late born Qian Quan, I have seen the real person of Wudang Wang." Qian Quan's line has been brewing all the way.

"Okay, good, good ......" the old Taoist priest looked at Qian Quan as he spoke, and after a while, he looked at his apprentice again, "It's been compared." ”

"Yes, his talent is not below me, and if it is a real battle, I dare not say that I will beat him." Zhang Xianger said.

The old Taoist priest laughed, did not dismantle the apprentice, looked at Qian Quan, and said, "Have you seen the Japanese?" ”

"I've seen it."

"It's a pity."

"What a pity?"

"It's a pity that I'm too old, if I'm seventy or eighty years younger today, I'll cut off his arm, and then you can be a little easier."

“…… Seniors are domineering. Qian Quan said sincerely, the old hero who crawled out of the sea of corpses and blood has a different momentum.

The old Taoist priest waved his hand: "It's nothing, my old Taoist priest has lived for more than a hundred years, and he has been practicing for more than 70 years, and he has no obstacles in his heart, but this is the only thing that I can't let go of in this life." ”

"Understood."

The old Taoist priest shook his head and said, "Only when you live to be a hundred years old, can you truly understand that materialism does not exist, open your eyes, and the world will appear; Close your eyes and the world disappears.

"People come and go in my life, friends leave, relatives pass away, times come and go, downhill roads have passed, wins and losses, life is constantly changing, never stopping, never pure, no two times have been the same for a hundred years.

"Change is the essence of the universe, we are forever experiencing endless flow, and at this moment, when you listen to me, you are also slowly growing old, it is absolutely ruthless, absolutely fair."

"Master......" Zhang Xianger shouted, feeling that Master was digressing.

"I'm not digressing, I'm saying this to tell you a few words—

"The gods can not do it, Japan must lose! Even in another 100 years, there will be no one to forgive us! ”

Qian Quan nodded awe-inspiringly.

"Do you want to say that you have also started to practice 'Jinggong'?" The old Taoist priest changed his words.

"Yes."

"Don't you feel like you're getting little effect?"

"Since it is a meditation exercise, it must be a long stream of water and gradual progress."

The old Taoist priest smiled disapprovingly: "If a set of kung fu takes eighty years to practice, then what is the value of this set of kung fu, it is better to go to bed early and get up early, drink more water, and go square dancing if you have nothing to do." ”

Don't say that Qian Quan was shocked, Zhang Xianger looked embarrassed, and felt that the master was too drunk today.

"Let's go, let's go into the house, and I'll get you some good things."

The old Taoist priest said, jumped down from the stone, and limped ahead to lead the way.

The inconvenience of the legs and feet should be the sequelae of the gunshot wound back then.

After entering the Taoist temple, the old Taoist priest took out a jar, and then took out a few plastic bags from the drawer.

"This is Zhenling Pill Tea, one piece for three days, not more, not less." As he spoke, he put the small gray discs in the jar into a plastic bag, as if it were containing some souvenir.

"It will work in a month, and if they are going to compete in three months, then you will remember to dismiss him then."

"Is this tea so powerful?" Qian Quan was surprised, "Will there be side effects?" ”

"As long as you drink it according to the amount I said, there will be no side effects, oh, there is also a place, if the yang energy is too strong at that time, it must be guided by appropriate methods, and I don't need to say more about the rest, right?"

"Doesn't Wudang pay attention to the practice of children's bodies?" Qian Quan blurted out, and then suddenly, Zhang Xianger was messing with flowers and grass everywhere, it turned out that there was still this meaning?

"Don't listen to nonsense, the child's body has nothing to do with the practice of fart, but everything must be measured, and it will be damaged, for example, if you leak too much the night before, your hands and feet will inevitably be weak the next day."

The old Taoist priest has really reached the great realm where everything is not hindered, and his speech is easy to understand, and he will not play with you.

"Can you make this tea by yourself?"

"No, it's not that I'm hiding my secrets, it's just the same material, some people are poisons, some people are antidotes, the difference is a millimeter, and there are thousands of miles of errors, how many differences and tragedies have arisen from this, such examples, I believe you have also encountered such examples."

Qian Quan nodded.

"Come back to me after drinking."

"Okay."

(End of chapter)