The RV drove into Songjiang Mansion, and after a few turns, it soon stopped near an ordinary commercial street.

Lao Chen scratched his brows anxiously in the car, and said in his heart, What's going on? This car has turned around twice on this road, why didn't he find that address?

Didn't you say that it was a martial arts hall, and there was no one in the vicinity like it, and there was no signboard to show up, so how could people find it.

It can't be a mistake, right?

He wanted to ask the owner again, but after thinking about it twice, he didn't dare.

The old man is probably upset at this moment, so don't touch that moldy head.

Gotta get out of the car and ask.

Lao Chen simply parked the car on the side of the road, and found a small vendor selling things nearby, asking where this martial arts hall was and whether there was such a place.

The owner of the cigarette shop was very talkative, and he bought two packs of cigarettes before telling him with a smile on his face, "You are looking for that martial arts hall, you are really asking the right person! ”

"The martial arts hall is just ahead, isn't there a turn? There is a small path inside, and the trail goes to the end, and the only one is the martial arts hall. ”

"To say that the location of this martial arts hall is really professional, quiet in the middle of the noisy, secluded and peaceful, there is a small grove outside the door, how much can you breathe some fresh air in the morning? ”

"But this martial arts hall is too biased, the martial arts master is not famous, he is blind to the good land he occupies, the courtyard of the martial arts hall is a century-old building, three in and three out of the big courtyard, in Songjiang Mansion is no worse than the foreign buildings on the Bund, how many people are greedy for it. ”

"This is not a martial arts hall opened for a few years, the business has not improved, but the house price is rising higher and higher, the owner of the martial arts hall is also the ancestral property inherited, and now the family business has also failed, in the end, it didn't hold up, some time ago, it was not a few days ago, I heard that it was transferred to others, and now I don't know if I do it. ”

When Lao Chen heard this, he was sure, ** not far from ten, it is estimated that this is it.

didn't care to listen to the broken mouth boss continue to fight, he hurriedly went back and started the car.

When the car turned on, he didn't notice that it was far behind the RV, and there were two small cars that had been following behind it, and they had been parked on the side of the road for a while.

The RV started, and sure enough, there was an inconspicuous small turn not far away, but fortunately, the road was quite wide, and the RV drove in.

Lao Chen cautiously drove the RV into the alley, which was really secluded, because the place was too scattered and irregular, there were no residents at the beginning, and a small vegetable patch was opened up, but it grew quite lush and lush.

At the end of the vegetable field is indeed a small forest, the forest is not big, but there are a lot of trees inside, many of them have years, Lao Chen's eyes are sharp, and he found that there are quite a few trees in it with signs on the diameter of the chest, obviously this belongs to the kind of cherished ancient and famous trees and other protected objects.

Walk along the road all the way, a total of 180 meters of walking, there is finally a yard in front of me, sure enough, it is indeed a single courtyard, there is this house nearby, and there is no second one.

The yard is quite large, whether it is three in and three out, and the light cannot be seen from the outside, but the area on this side of the light is indeed not small.

This courtyard appears in this Songjiang Mansion, I'm afraid it's somewhat rare.

I saw that not far in front of it was a small forest, with a flat lawn under the trees and the fragrance of wild flowers. Quiet and tranquil, away from the hustle and bustle. The appearance of the courtyard is mottled and old, the root of the wall grows moss, the long courtyard wall, the big yard, in this per capita living area of only a dozen or twenty square meters of Songjiang Mansion, such a spacious and comfortable large yard, is really a treasure.

Lao Chen secretly thought to himself, if he wants to take advantage of this mansion, I am afraid that it is not just a matter of spending a few dollars to take it down, and if he wants to keep it, I am afraid that he needs to have a more unfathomable background strength as a backing.

Of course, even the so-called "a few dollars" to buy a house are probably a lot of money that Lao Chen can't save in a few lifetimes, and I'm afraid that he can't get off the stage without hundreds of millions.

As the RV stopped gently, Lao Chen connected to the intercom in the car, "Boss, the place has arrived, I heard that this is the Liu Martial Arts Hall, but it has already changed people, why don't I ask?"

"Don't be, stay in the car, I'll just ask myself, you can rest first, it's been a night of driving, you can sleep first." ”

Lao Chen said yes casually, but he didn't really go to sleep, but got out of the car and waited, ready to be a silent attendant.

The boss Chen Xiuming is not young, unlike himself, he is only in his forties, and he is a soldier.

Chen Xiuming first came down alone, and his good granddaughter was only waiting in the car, obviously still a little relieved, and wanted to wait until he had touched the bottom first, and then let his granddaughter come out to see a doctor.

But after getting out of the car, after seeing such a magnificent and ancient house, his face was obviously much better, and the anxiety in his heart couldn't help but decrease.

The so-called people in the world rely on clothes and horses to rely on saddles, which is indeed true, but it really shows how thick a person's foundation is, obviously it is still a house, which is more reliable than the so-called clothes and jewelry, but it is many times more reliable, and the difficulty of counterfeiting is also high.

Although Chen Xiuming is not an architect and has not studied much about houses or anything, he has served more nobles and has seen a wide range of worlds, and he can still tell at a glance whether the house is good or not.

In addition, this is still Songjiang Mansion, and it can dominate such a large piece of land, although the front piece is fragmented and not very easy to use, but this just shows that the owner of this yard is smart, knows that things have a degree, and knows how to take care of proportions.

can sit on such a property, obviously not to talk about it, just to fool yourself and let yourself cook a meal for him?

How boring and unreliable does that have to be? Just because of such a little appetite to make enemies with others, such people may not be able to get their own information.

Chen Xiuming walked to the door and rang the doorbell.

Soon someone opened the door, and it was a fierce-looking adult strong man, wearing a black practice coat, a coarse cloth shoe on his feet, and sweating straight out on his bare forehead, apparently still practicing before.

"This old man, hello, is it the door you called, dare to ask your surname, do you want to find someone or something?"

This strong man was unexpectedly kind, and he spoke with honorifics, and he looked like he had read a book, which made people want to laugh a little.

Chen Xiuming didn't laugh, he thought it was a dismount.

Okay, you made a phone call to let Lao Tzu rush over overnight, and the feelings came to your door, and I have to report if there is an appointment, who is your shelf for?

If it weren't for the fact that he was thinking about his granddaughter's condition, Chen Xiuming would not be willing to serve with this kind of face, you think you are the prince and grandson who live in the palace compound, Lao Tzu has never seen any big man, and there are few people who dare to put on this kind of shelf.

After all, he was worried about his granddaughter's body, and Chen Xiuming still endured it, but he didn't give a good face on his face, and said coldly, "I am Chen Xiuming, a medicinal cook, I heard that Mr. Chen Wei, the head of your family, has a good medical skill and a wonderful hand to rejuvenate, and he is sure to cure my family's little illness, I don't know if there is such a thing?"

When the strong man heard this, he hurriedly made a gesture of respect, invited the two of them to the inner courtyard, and explained at the same time, "It turned out that Mr. Chen had arrived, and I hope you will forgive me for the rudeness." ”

"You may want to come here, my master gave an order yesterday, and our Chen family has been looking forward to it for a long time. However, we had settled in the United States, and we had just moved here, and my host was annoyed by the constant visits these days. Originally, I should have confessed something about your old age, but the owner considered that this involved your old **, and it was not good to leak your photos at will, so he just told him, speaking of your little lady, she was beautiful, and she didn't dare to forget it, as long as you saw it, you knew that you had arrived at the door. ”

"It's just that I didn't expect the little lady to come, and I ask you to bear with me if I was lazy. ”

Chen Xiuming is an old-fashioned person, and what he pays the most attention to is these etiquettes, and when he heard these explanations, although the anger in his heart has not been exhausted, he is still somewhat relieved.

It's just that after a heavy courtyard, when I arrived at the weeping flower gate that entered the courtyard, there were actually two equally fierce and strong men standing on both sides of the door, looking like a strict guard against assassins, I still couldn't help but snort, and said, "Your family master is really full of style, hiring so many guards, is it because there are too many people who have offended......

Before he could finish his words, as the guard pushed the door, a vast courtyard appeared, and a person immediately met his eyes, and he couldn't even say the words that he could connect.

At this time, it is already bright and the sun is rising, and the sun is dazzling.

I saw that in the middle of this courtyard, a person was holding the ground with one hand, and his whole body was in a strange and twisted form, standing upside down in the courtyard, doing static cultivation.

The dazzling sunlight shone on his body, and he seemed to have become a golden man.

Everything made him feel shocked!

Chen Xiuming is an old medicinal cook, among his customers, although there are also some frail and sickly superiors, but there are more martial artists from all walks of life, some places where martial arts practice are strong, and he has also seen a lot of performances of people in these martial arts training.

But because he has seen a lot, he still knows a little bit about the difficulty of exercising.

According to the structure of his knowledge, the people in this courtyard, the posture of their exercise, he could not find even a little similar in his memory.

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