"Whew...... Huh, ......" Crazy Jiu's face was covered with sweat, panting and fixing his left hand on Huo Dongjun's right temple, glaring at the other party with a murderous expression.

Huo Dongjun stood in front of Crazy Jiu, tried his best to suppress the churning blood and said to Crazy Jiu: "Can't you do it?

Crazy Jiu withdrew his left hand a little, wiped the sweat from his face, and turned to clean up the crumbs of the dining table on the ground that had been broken by the two of them.

Lin Sandi waited for the two to separate before walking over quickly and helping Huo Dongjun caress his back: "How are you?"

"Don't worry, I said that he wouldn't go down to the hand, it must be, there is some pain in his chest, and it doesn't matter if he turns around and rubs the medicinal wine. Huo Dongjun said to Lin Sandi with a grin.

After walking back to the hall, he walked to Huo Dongjun, his face was a little pale because of his unstable breath, and he said to Huo Dongjun:

"Thank you, Brother Jun, I'm angry. ”

"It doesn't matter, if you can't get rid of it, you can fight me at any time, I'll clean up these things with your sister, you go to take a shower and change your clothes now, when I fight with you, I'm almost stunned by the smell of fish. Huo Dongjun rubbed his chest and said with a smile to Mad Jiu.

Seeing Mad Jiu standing still and lowering his head, Huo Dongjun patted him on the shoulder:

"The ancient poem says that the same is true of the world's pleasures, everything in the world has flowed in the east, everything in the world, like a great river flowing eastward, never returning, you can't let go of those past things, those past things have become the past, you can let go, the road ahead is like a river, waiting to carry you to continue to the east. ”

After the initial outburst, Mad Jiu calmed down, and after listening to Huo Dongjun's words, he just nodded silently, turned around and walked towards his room.

Huo Dongjun waited for him to disappear into the room, then rubbed his chest and said to Lin Sandi: "Help me get a bottle of medicinal oil, fortunately, the master hasn't helped him figure out how to breathe and breathe, otherwise if he wants to fight him after he has practiced, it is likely that you will help me go to the Kowloon Funeral Home to set a place." ”

Lin Sandi helped Huo Dongjun get the medicinal oil, Huo Dongjun sat on the chair and unbuttoned his shirt and was hit by a boring knife, at the gate of the martial arts hall, Li Jianqing and Da Chun had already walked back, Li Jianqing's eyes swept over the wood chips left by the kicking of the dining table, and then looked at the wound on Huo Dongjun's chest, did not speak, and went straight up the stairs to the second floor.

Da Chun walked over with a puzzled face and asked, "Brother Jun, what's wrong?"

"I accidentally kicked the table. Huo Dongjun tied his shirt and said to Da Chun.

Da Chun glanced at Lin Sandi and asked uncertainly, "No, the third sister?"

"Same as Ah Jiu. ”

Da Chun showed an exaggerated expression of gritted teeth and glaring: "Ah Jiu, hasn't Ah Jiu been boxing for a long time?"

Huo Dongjun stood up, went to make a pot of tea by himself, and then went up the stairs with the tea, and went to knock on the door outside his master's bedroom on the second floor.

"Come in. Li Jianqing's voice sounded inside.

Huo Dongjun walked in with tea, Li Jianqing's bedroom looked crowded, not that the decoration inside was too fancy, on the contrary, it was very simple, a single bed, a table, a round stool, and on the wall facing the door hung a pair of words written by Ip Man to Li Jianqing:

"Through the four seasons without changing Ke Yiye, it is a thousand feet and constantly snowy, so its strength is good. ”

Most of the remaining space is filled with all kinds of books, people in the martial arts are not reading, on the contrary, reading is not even less than those cultural people, if a martial arts master wants to achieve something, in addition to being familiar with the martial arts of this sect, but also to understand the characteristics of other factions of kung fu, people in the martial arts must at least be able to do when fighting with the other party, the other party does not report to the family, only put on a posture, you have to know what kung fu the other party is practicing, what are the characteristics.

Therefore, although Li Jianqing has been poor and has little money, these books are very valuable, many of them are martial arts documents during the Republic of China, such as "Guoshu School Examination", "The Theory of Strength and Softness of Boxing", "Interpretation of Martial Arts Double Cultivation", and even some writings by martial arts masters in the Republic of China, such as Yang Luchan's grandson, Tai Chi everyone, Yang Zhaoqing, director of the Zhejiang Guoshu Museum in the Republic of China, "For One of the National Arts", Lu Weichang, the founder of the Jingwu Sports Association, "One Hundred Opinions on My Boxing", "Shaolin Patriarchy" and so on.

Huo Dongjun felt that if his master held an auction one day, the money for these books would be too exaggerated, but it should be more than enough to change a house.

The more the master understands, the more apprentices can be handy, if a martial arts hall owner only knows his own kung fu, but other martial arts schools in China lack understanding, most of the apprentices who teach out are not very successful, during the Republic of China, many martial arts people pay attention to easy apprentices to teach, and exchange apprentices with friends to teach kung fu, so that their apprentices can understand the characteristics and techniques of other martial arts schools, and learn their strengths, and now, this practice of carrying forward martial arts has been invisible, and these martial arts hall owners in Hong Kong are eager to blow their own sects into the sky and step other sects into the mud。

"Master, drink tea. Huo Dongjun walked over slowly and gently put the teapot in Li Jianqing's hand.

Li Jianqing was flipping through a copy of "Shaolin Medical Classics" at the table, and when he saw Huo Dongjun coming over, he put the book down, looked at Huo Dongjun, but did not speak.

"I played with Mad Jiu. Huo Dongjun stood aside obediently and took the initiative to say to his master.

Li Jianqing retracted his gaze, put his gaze on the book again, and said, "At the beginning, you and your senior brother should have listened to me and sold this hall." ”

When Xi Rong was diagnosed by the ghost doctor, when Huo Dongjun called Li Jianqing, Li Jianqing said two words, sell the museum.

But neither Liao Zhizong nor Huo Dongjun listened to their master's words.

At this time, hearing his master talk about this past, Huo Dongjun couldn't help but think, if he really listened to his master's words and sold Hong Yihai, even if it was a little difficult at that time, he would eventually get through it, and continue to open a small martial arts hall, he was responsible for teaching his younger brother to box, sitting in the medical hall to prescribe medicine for the villagers of Dakan Village, and the senior brother also continued to be a driver, coming over every morning and evening to help the master teach his own class of junior brothers to practice boxing.

There will be no series of things like the Kowloon Walled City, and there will be no self-made movies, and then go to learn to do business, and my mind will become more and more wild, and I can't really concentrate on practicing martial arts.

The elder brother will not be exiled to another country, and he does not know whether he is alive or dead.

However, Huo Dongjun thinks that this is also very good now, at least he has the money to support his master, Xi Rong no longer has to worry about seeing a doctor with no money, and can even go abroad to study, no matter how high his kung fu is, what if he becomes a saver like his master, it is not a seclusion in the countryside.

But of course, these words can't be said to his master, so Huo Dongjun didn't say anything.

"You were thrown to the martial arts hall by your family at the age of five, and at the age of fourteen, you officially worshipped me as a master, I have watched you for nine years, your talent is not as good as your second senior brother, but the character is the best one of your three senior brothers, I have watched you for nine years, and you are allowed to kneel down and worship me, but now, I am wrong. Li Jianqing opened the drawer of the table, took out a wooden pipe from it, filled it with a little tobacco, then lit a fire and took a puff and said:

"You are not going to take me this pavilion, I understand, but I, Li Jianqing, would rather lack than abuse, I will take you to see it for nine years, do you want me to keep Lin Ajiu and hand over this pavilion to him? ”

"Master......" Huo Dongjun said.

"That's it, when I come back after going to Singapore, the master will leave this plaque to you, and you will be allowed to open the museum, and after helping Madjiu design the method of breathing and breathing, I am ready to go back to the countryside to honor your master, and I will not come back, if Xirong wants to see me on vacation, you let her go to the mainland to visit me, and in the future, Hong Yihai's museum, whether it is closed or carried forward, it is up to you to decide." After Li Jianqing finished speaking, he picked up the pharmacopoeia on the table, slowly flipped it, and stopped making a sound.

Huo Dongjun gritted his teeth: "Master, I disappointed you." ”

"Disappointment can't be talked about, you won the gossip dragon head of the Lion King Conference, went to Singapore to win the apprentice grandson of Beisheng Nie Rongfei, Cai Lifo's younger generation, you are the sharpest, I can teach such an apprentice as a cripple, I am very proud in my heart, but the apprentice is big, how to go on the road, and there is no need for the master to help hold his hand. Li Jianqing looked at the words in the book and said, "Go down." ”

Huo Dongjun stood behind Li Jianqing in a daze, and then turned around and walked out of Li Jianqing's bedroom step by step.

Seeing Huo Dongjun walking downstairs, Lin Sandi, who was sitting in a corner of the hall and helping Mad Jiu wash his clothes, and Da Chun, who practiced boxing, saw that Huo Dongjun was a little distracted, and stopped his movements to look at Huo Dongjun.

Huo Dongjun stood in the hall and exhaled heavily, then turned to look at the plaque of "Yihai Hidden Dragon" hanging high.

"What's wrong?" Brother Jun?" Da Chun wiped the sweat on his face and walked over, stood behind Huo Dongjun, and looked at the plaque as Huo Dongjun and asked.

Huo Dongjun's eyes stared at those four words, his mouth seemed to be talking to himself, and it seemed to ask Da Chun behind him:

"What can I do so that everyone knows these four words that my master has earned?"

Da Chun thought for a while and said, "Open a few more martial arts halls, and naturally many people will know about it." ”

"Where to drive. Huo Dongjun exhaled and said softly.

"Aberdeen, Wan Chai, Yau Ma Tei, in short, go to the crowded Wangdi. Da Chun said casually.

"Go to the kicking hall, open a place after kicking, and open it until others dare not open a martial arts hall next to Hong Yihai, all those who want to learn martial arts, the martial arts hall they see is the name of Hong Yihai, and naturally they will also see the four words Yihai Hidden Dragon. Crazy Jiu turned his head from his seat, looked at the four words, and spoke.

Huo Dongjun turned around and glanced at Mad Jiu: "Good idea." ”