Leaving the job hall, Zhang Huban suddenly wanted to see the dojo set up in Yanjing by Wudang. [Full text reading]

In addition to the headquarters of Wudang Mountain, which is a window for the secular community, the Wudang faction also set up three major avenues in the secular area, which were set up in Yanjing, Shanghai and Guangzhou. The purpose of the three dojos is mainly to promote the Taoist culture of Wudang, the way of Wudang health preservation, and the martial arts of Wudang, so as to benefit the people and promote the name of Wudang.

Wudang Dojo can be said to be a window to show the charm of Wudang to the world, representing the image and dignity of Wudang, and it is a Wudang force that is completely exposed to the world, so those forces who have had a festival with Wudang are basically provocative and sabotage activities against Wudang Dojo in order to humiliate Wudang. And the Wudang Dojo is the Wudang Holy Land that they must protect in the hearts of the secular Wudang disciples, and it is not allowed to be trampled on by anyone, and it is impossible to make any retreat and evacuation, so Zhang Yan and they know that they are not the opponents who come to provoke the masters, but they still stick to this holy land that represents the image and dignity of Wudang year after year, even if they are picked off, they still have to wait silently and endure the humiliation brought to them by their opponents.

Zhang Huban casually hailed a taxi and said, "Go to Wudang Dojo!"

"Sir, you're not from Yanjing, and you must have not been to Yanjing for a long time, right?" asked the taxi driver, his tone very affirmative.

"Yes, this is my first time in Yanjing, how do you see it?" asked Zhang Huban with some curiosity.

"Hehe, what's so strange about this, few people will go to the Wudang Dojo these days, that place has long been down, there are people looking for fault at both ends in three days, and several Wudang masters have also been beaten to the point that they are missing arms and legs. Now there are several dojos in Yanjing, and those who are interested in learning martial arts and Taoist health preservation have gone there. If you are so young, sir, you must not be learning the way of health preservation, you must want to learn kung fu with both hands, I advise you to go to another dojo! I won't tell you that I used to worship Wudang very much, but now it seems that Wudang is only written in martial arts novels, but it is not very powerful. The driver shook his head and said.

"No need, let's go to the Wudang Dojo!" Zhang Huban said with a somewhat gloomy face.

When the driver saw Zhang Huban's insistence, he stopped talking.

Wudang Dojo is located in Xicheng District, without the third ring road, which can be said to be the center of Yanjing. Wudang Dojo occupies a large area, the ancient cypress is shaded in a patch, a heavy and simple atmosphere, the huge stone base hall, and the two-storey wooden building is hidden in the ancient cypress green shade.

Zhang Huban walked along the forest path towards the dojo.

Although there were only a few citizens walking in the forest, when they arrived at the dojo, they found that it was in full swing. A number of construction workers are repairing the house, and two workers are climbing up to hang a brand-new horizontal plaque engraved with the words "Wudang Dojo", and the old horizontal plaque against the wall, which has been broken into two or three sections, has obviously been kicked off.

Zhang Huban did not say a word, carried his hands behind his back, stepped up the boulder steps, and stepped into the gate.

What strikes the eye is a huge, spacious hall with wooden floors that can accommodate at least hundreds of people practicing at the same time. Facing the back wall of the gate, three workers are repairing a statue against the wall.

"See Master Zu!" There were two Wudang disciples in the hall who were supervising the work, and when they saw Zhang Huban suddenly coming, they hurriedly stepped forward to greet them in a panic.

Zhang Huban waved his hand, didn't say a word, and walked straight to the statue, his face was very gloomy, and his eyes flashed with cold light. Seeing Zhang Huban like this, the two Wudang disciples didn't dare to gasp and followed behind Zhang Huban.

"Go away!" Zhang Huban whispered to the workers who were repairing the statue.

When the workers saw that the two supervisors were respectful to Zhang Huban, they immediately stepped aside.

This is a statue of Zhang Sanfeng, but unfortunately it is unbearable to see at this time, with mutilated hands and feet, and obvious traces of fracture on the neck. Zhang Huban touched Zhang Sanfeng's statue emotionally, and his eyes were even more cold. Zhang Sanfeng is the closest person and most respected person in Zhang Lake's life, no one can replace Zhang Sanfeng's position in Zhang Lake's heart, although it is only a statue of his old man, but for Zhang Lakeside, the weight is heavier than Mount Tai.

Zhang Huban gently lifted the statue of Zhang Sanfeng, found a quiet room with a calm face, and repaired the statue of Zhang Sanfeng by himself.

Soon, when the other Wudang disciples heard that Zhang Sanfeng was in the Wudang Dojo, they also rushed over, and Zhen Dong also came.

Zhang Sanfeng's statue is intact after being repaired by Zhang Lake, and even faintly flashes with holy golden light, which makes people feel the urge to bow and worship.

Zhang Huban respectfully placed the statue of Zhang Sanfeng, and arranged a ban four meters away, and after saluting, he turned to the Wudang disciples standing behind him and said in a deep voice: "After the repair is done properly, pick a time for the Wudang Dojo to reopen, and publish the hero post, I want to see who dares to make trouble." A wave of righteousness faintly spread.

"Yes!" all the Wudang disciples responded in unison, and they were waiting for others to cultivate for Dajin and were preparing to find someone to practice their hands.

"As long as someone makes trouble, there is no need to be polite, as long as no one is killed! I want to see if the forces hiding behind them dare to show their faces, and what is sacred!" Zhang Huban said coldly, Zhang Sanfeng's broken statue finally provoked Zhang Huban's murderous intent that he had been forbearing.

Zhang Huban found that the time of the day actually passed quite quickly, went to the talent recruitment fair, went to the Wudang Dojo, and returned to the hotel when night had fallen.

Arriving at the door of the hotel, Zhang Huban looked up at the towering high-rise buildings, and a wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, because he felt two very faint energy fluctuations, why did they come?

In the presidential suite, the original waiter disappeared again, replaced by two extremely beautiful women, especially their eyes, microwave flow, seductive, graceful and irritating, and the whole body exuded a charm that men could not resist.

"Sister Jingjing, how did the master mother and the young master think of sending the two of us to serve the master this time? Song Feng, aren't they all in the world?" Hu Yingying asked in a coquettish voice while looking out.

"Silly girl, I don't understand this, they are afraid of the master's ......" Hu Jingjing blushed slightly and whispered in Hu Yingying's ear.

"Hehe, so that's the case, I don't care about the master's business, I hope the master will be more romantic!" Hu Yingying said with a smile.

"You are not boring little girl, when you were in Wuling Cave Mansion, you were most tired of the master, do you want the master to eat you. Hu Jingjing shaved her tender face with her fingers and teased in a coquettish voice.

"Sister, you dare to make fun of me!" Hu Yingying was told by Hu Jingjing, her pretty face suddenly turned red, and she scratched Hu Jingjing's armpit without obsessively.

"Good sister, spare me, I won't say it again!" Hu Jingjing gasped.

Seeing Hu Jingjing say goodbye, Hu Yingying finally stopped bothering, sighed and said: "The master's kindness to us is higher than the sky, no matter in this life or the next life, Yingying is the master's slave." If you can win the favor of the owner, it is not only Yingying's blessing, but also the blessing of the Meihu family. ”

Hu Jingjing listened to Hu Yingying's words, and was speechless for a while. In fact, they and others are not all concerned about the master, and the male members of the Meihu clan have long been wiped out in order to protect the female surname Meihu, in addition to the master, the precious body of himself and others, the natural charm of the Meihu is impossible to dedicate to other races. If one of them can really get the favor of the master, it is not a great joy to inherit the blood of the fox, although it is no longer pure, but after all, the fox family is still inherited.

Just as Hu Jingjing and Hu Yingying were thinking about their own thoughts and their faces were sad, a familiar voice sounded: "Why are you sad and sad, aren't you happy to see me?"

"Ah!" the two exclaimed, looking up in surprise.

There was a smiling man standing at the door, who was none other than their owner, Zhang Huban.

"Welcome to the master!" Hu Jingjing and Hu Yingying hurriedly stepped forward to greet them, but they forgot for a moment that their clothes were a little untidy when the two of them were pulling and frolicking just now, revealing a lot of snow-white and clean skin, which looked full of spring and made people feel excited.

Zhang Huban looked at the two of them with red faces, snow-white skin faintly appeared, plus the two of them were born with charming bones, he couldn't help but feel flurry for a while, and hurriedly took his eyes off the two. I secretly complained in my heart, and I don't know who came up with this bad idea, and I actually let these two natural stunners serve me, isn't this a clear temptation to commit crimes? It must be Xizhen, Yulin and Liya, only these three little women will be afraid that they will attract flowers and grass outside, so they sent Hu Jingjing and the two of them over to serve and take care of themselves, but they are actually the messengers of protecting the "grass", and they must beat their butts when they go back, and they dare to suspect their husbands? Zhang Huban secretly thought happily in his heart, of course, when he thought of beating their surname buttocks, he inevitably had a trace of dirty lust in his mind.

Zhang Huban sat on the leather sofa, comfortably leaning on the soft backrest, just closed his eyes, a comfortable fragrance penetrated into his nose, and the two soft bodies had sat down next to Zhang Huban one by one, and Qianqianyu's hand skillfully and gently pinched Zhang Huban's arm.

The soft and smooth jade hand skillfully massaged and pinched, making Zhang Huban feel a burst of numbness, crispy, sour and sour, so comfortable that he almost moaned.

"Why did you have a sad face just now?" Zhang Huban opened his eyes slightly and asked with concern.

"No, no, it's nothing!" Hu Yingying and the two of them were flustered, their pretty faces were flushed, how could such things be easy to say.

Girls sometimes feel sentimental, Zhang Huban knows this, and when he asked, the two of them blushed, so Zhang Huban didn't ask this question anymore.

"Did the mistress call you here?" asked Zhang Huban with a smile and casually.

"Hmm!" both of them whispered at the same time.

(To be continued)