"Da Xiu, come out with me!" Father He said mysteriously.

Chen Daxiu followed him into a room where no one was around.

"Daddy has something to do with me?" asked Chen Daxiu.

"yes!"

Daddy He moved his wrist lightly a few times: "Come, punch me!"

"Huh?"

Chen Daxiu was stunned: "Dad, what are you talking about? Punch you? Then where can I hit you, this, this, this, no, no! How can I hit you." ”

"Haha, haha. You kid, don't underestimate the old man!"

Father He's voice was like a bell: "Come, let's shoot!"

After that, Daddy He put on a praying mantis pose.

Hiss –

Could it be that Daddy He can also do martial arts?

Chen Daxiu was shocked, and immediately became interested: "Hehe, Dad, then I'm welcome!"

Chen Daxiu went up with a straight punch, and the speed was very fast.

This trick was just learned by him and He Tingcheng.

Smack——

Daddy He pointed to the ground on tiptoe, turned sideways, dodged the straight punch, and pinched Chen Daxiu's wrist with his hand between the lightning and flint!

"Okay, stop!"

Father He asked him to maintain this position: "Your speed and strength are not bad, but you are too lacking in tricks." See, if I had a lot of strength, this hand of your boy would be useless!"

No way!

An insider is an insider!

In a word!

"Daddy really has good eyesight!"

Chen Daxiu can already be sure that Daddy He is not just a soldier: "Dad, your trick...... Can you teach me?"

Chen Daxiu couldn't say the name of the move, so he could only pass by like this.

"Haha, haha......"

Father He couldn't stop laughing: "Silly boy, the old man called you here just to teach you these tricks, I don't know if you want to ......"

"Master is above, please accept the apprentice's worship!" Chen Daxiu hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed.

Daddy He's sentence of willingness or not was not finished, and he saw through it.

"Haha, haha, good, good, get up, get up!"

Father He liked his cleverness very much: "Daxiu, from today on, we are masters and apprentices, and in the future, I will pass on all the thirteen forms of Dharma I have learned to you, after learning, you can't bully the good, remember?"

"Yes, Master!"

Chen Daxiu is not a wicked person in the first place, even if he is allowed to oppress the good, he will not be.

It was precisely because Father He took a fancy to him that he decided to pass on the Thirteen Styles of Dharma to him.

The master and apprentice took advantage of no one's efforts and quietly taught.

Chen Daxiu learned very quickly, and he could quickly comprehend the mystery without the guidance of Daddy He.

Sure enough, Daddy He's Dharma Thirteen Style is a hundred times stronger than He Qingcheng's Sanda.

He Tingcheng's Sanda can only deal with some ordinary people, what hooligans, ruffians, scoundrels or something, those kung fu is okay.

If you really meet an expert master, then you have to use the thirteen styles of Dharma taught by Daddy He.

"Uh-huh......"

Father He nodded with satisfaction: "Sure enough, he is talented." Daxiu, do you know how long it took to learn the Thirteen Styles of Dharma as a teacher?"

"Forehead ......"

Chen Daxiu thought for a while: "One day?"

"Haha, haha......"

Daddy He suddenly laughed: "It took a year to be a teacher, and it took me a glimpse of the door of the Thirteen Styles of Dharma!"

"Huh?"

Chen Daxiu couldn't help but shudder.

Depend on!

It only took me ten minutes to comprehend seventy percent.

It's not just about being talented......

"Ah, master, actually I ......"

Chen Daxiu wanted to tell him that the reason why he learned so quickly was entirely because of Lao Jundan.

Unexpectedly, Dad raised his big hand and asked him to stop immediately!

"Da Xiu, there is a sentence for the teacher, you have to keep it in mind. ”

Father He suddenly became serious: "As the saying goes: Disaster comes from the mouth! The teacher knows that you are different from ordinary people, but this difference, you must not tell others, otherwise, you will be killed, remember?"

"Uh...... Remember, thank you for your teachings!"

Chen Daxiu was very grateful for his father's teachings: "By the way, master, who are you? I remember the last time you beat Li Dazhan, you didn't seem to use these tricks?"

"I was a lay disciple before I was a teacher, and the Thirteen Styles of Dharma were taught to me by my master, Master Guzun. ”

Father He raised his eyes, as if he was thinking: "Master, his old man has disappeared for many years, and I don't know if he is still alive, alas...... By the way, Da Xiu, I used to be a lay disciple, don't tell outsiders, including congratulating them. Only you know about it. Also, you can't talk about learning art with me, remember?"

"Alas, remember!" Chen Daxiu said very seriously.

The two practiced a few more times before they were back in sight.

The two of them pretended to be nothing, talking and laughing, chatting happily!

The others didn't notice anything wrong.

However, Chen Daxiu felt that Daddy He didn't seem to have something to say to him.

Because the old man kept mentioning his master, "Master Guzun".

I don't know why this 'Guzun Master' makes Daddy He so nostalgic.

People don't want to talk about it now, so Chen Daxiu naturally doesn't ask anymore.

He also knew that Father He would naturally say it when he wanted to, and when the time came, even if he didn't want to hear it, he wouldn't be able to.

The hostess knew that it would be busy in the evening, so she asked people to prepare meals for room 101 first.

Sun Fu is a person who talks about rules, and when he used up Chen Daxiu's money, he naturally returned the rest.

As for how Chen Daxiu wants to arrange it in the future, it is his own business, and Sun Fu is resolutely not involved.

The proprietress admires Sun Fu very much, she is capable, understands the rules, and can be a person, and she is indeed an executive-type talent.

"Da Xiu, where are Xiao Ai, where are they?" asked the proprietress .

The table will start in a moment, so don't leave these two behind.

"I'll call and ask!"

Chen Daxiu took his mobile phone and went to the bathroom: "Hey, Sister Xiaoshi, where are you going?"

"We're almost there, there's a bit of a traffic jam on the road, and we'll be there in a while!" said the other end of the phone.

"Okay, be careful on the road!" Chen Daxiu reminded them.

"Got it, don't worry, Brother Daxiu, hehe!"

Hanging up the phone, Chen Daxiu wanted to go back.

Suddenly, a figure flashed in the mirror of the toilet!

Chen Daxiu turned around and saw that he was a tall and thin man with his hair scattered.

He also wears a silver-white ghost head mask on his face, which looks very weird.

You don't need to ask to know that this person is by no means a good person.

I saw that the masked man raised his hands and rushed straight towards Chen Daxiu, like a zombie, with the intention of strangling Chen Daxiu.

Chen Daxiu had just learned the thirteen styles of Dharma, and he was worried that he had no place to practice, so he simply took this one to open the knife.

Hmmm-

One palm down!

I thought I could hit the other party, but the masked man disappeared like air.

Chen Daxiu hurriedly looked around.

At this time, he realized that at some point, eight mirrors appeared around him.

And the exit of the toilet has magically disappeared!

"Mu Ni Mi Mu Mu ...... Mu Ni Mi Mu Mu "

......

For a while, the sound of gloom was everywhere, and in the eight mirrors, the figure of the masked man appeared at the same time.

Chen Daxiu only felt as if his head was about to explode, and hurriedly waved his hand to fight.

But the strange thing is that if one mirror is broken, eight more mirrors will appear immediately after it, and the masked man is still unscathed, holding his hand and chanting a mantra.

"Oops, something is going to happen!" Chen Daxiu's heart was cold.