Chapter 061 Hong Qigong

"Brother, are you ready to call the chicken?" The little boy snuggled next to Tang Zheng, burning the fire. Her little face was red, blinking her big eyes, and asked her brother. She wanted to eat it very much and was drooling.

Tang Zheng said with a doting smile, "It's okay!"

After getting the beggar chicken, Tang Zheng smashed it away with a wooden stick, and immediately a strong fragrance spread out. The little girl sniffed her nose deeply, which was so fragrant.

This is...

Zhao Yuande, who was talking to the old man, was stunned. Originally, he didn't care about this beechicken. He only said it was ordinary food, but now it looks different from what he thought.

"It smells so good, I've never smelled anything so good!" Zhao Yuande's eyes widened, which was a little incredible. It was even more fragrant than the signature dishes in his restaurant, and it seemed to be delicious in the world.

"Haha!"

At this moment, there was a very bright laugh outside. The sound was extremely old and loud, and it spread far away, but when he heard the sound, Tang Zheng was stunned and stood up.

"Senior Hong!"

He shouted.

When his voice fell, a man came in from outside the house and saw him wearing a rag and sackcloth, with white hair and very handsome, which made people look very fond of him.

"Senior Hong, it's really you!"

Tang Zheng was so happy that he didn't expect to see such a person here. Hong Qigong came over and saw Tang Zheng with a smile, but then his eyes fell on the begling chicken.

"Little guy, we meet again!"

He swallowed his saliva and touched his stomach. Suddenly, he raised his eyebrows and walked to Tang Zheng's side, touched his head, and then his expression became gloomy.

"Little guy, you are seriously injured!"

Tang Zheng pulled his sleeve and said, "Senior Hong, why are you here? I thought I would never see you again in my life!"

Seeing that Tang Zheng didn't want to talk about his physical injury, Hong Qigong shook his head, "Little guy, your life is so hard!" After saying this, he went to the fire and sat down. At his waist, there was a red gourd. He took it off, pulled out the plug and took a big sip, and his face turned red.

Then, he threw the red gourd into the air and gradually approached Tang Zheng. Tang Zheng suddenly took it and didn't say anything. He suddenly poured a big mouthful. Suddenly, his face turned red, and there was a layer of water mist on his body.

"Not bad!"

Hong Qigong laughed, but at this time, the old man looked excited, "Yes...it's you..."

He thought of his childhood, about five or six years old, begging in the ice and snow, met this man and drank a sip of wine for himself. He knelt down with such a red gourd.

"My benefactor, I finally found you!"

The old man suddenly knelt down, and Zhao Yuande next to him was shocked. He didn't know what had happened. He thought there was something wrong with the old man, but now when he heard it, benefactor? What kind of benefactor?

Hong Qigong looked at him, frowned, then sighed, helped the old man up and said, "I didn't expect that last time I said goodbye, a little child is also an old man now!"

"Yes, benefactor, time flies so fast that I thought I would never see you again in my life!" The old man burst into tears. He remembered Hong Qigong's life-saving kindness all his life, thinking that he would never see each other again, but he did not expect that his benefactor suddenly appeared here.

"Grandpa, don't cry!"

The little girl walked to the old man and pulled the old man's clothes. Her little face was sad. When she saw her grandfather shed tears, she felt distressed.

After a meeting, there are endless words.

"Grandpa Hong!" The little girl ran to Hong Qigong and blinked her big eyes, which was indescribably cute.

Finally, Hong Qigong stood up and looked at Tang Zheng and said, "You are seriously injured. Come with me. I'll help you heal!"

"This..." Tang Zheng hesitated. After all, there were still little chicks and old people here, so he couldn't rest assured.

"Child, go!" The old man opened his mouth, and he vaguely knew that both of them were extraordinary people and might not belong to the same world.

The little one is reluctant to give up: "Brother, are you leaving?"

Tang Zheng touched her head and said, "Nan, my brother is leaving for a period of time. Elder Hong, do you have money?"

Hong Qigong took out a card.

"I... we can't take it!" The old man shook his head quickly. How could he get the money?

Tang Zheng said, "Grandpa, you are not in good health and your child is still young. Take this money. I'll be back soon." Then, he looked at Zhao Yuande and said, "Uncle Zhao, I have to trouble you after I leave!"

Zhao Yuande hurriedly said, "Don't worry, the old man and the child will be handed over to me!" At this time, he also saw that Tang Zheng and Hong Qigong in front of him were not ordinary people, and their demeanor alone was not comparable to ordinary people.

Hong Qigong took the red gourd and poured a jar full of wine into the porcelain jar. "It's fate to meet, that is, a small sip a day, and maybe the next day we meet!"

After saying that, he left with Tang Zheng and disappeared in the heavy snow.

"This..."

The old man sighed and stretched out his hand to say something, but he couldn't speak. The little girl cried, and his brother left, very reluctantly.

"These two people!" Zhao Yuande sighed in his heart and only hated that there was no fate.

"Old man, little girl, don't be sad, Tang Zheng will come back!"

In the heavy snow, the bamboo sea.

Hong Qigong took Tang Zheng with his right hand and was extremely fast. After a cup of tea passed, he came to the middle of the bamboo sea, where there was a bamboo house.

"Senior Hong, have you always lived here?" Tang Zheng asked.

Hong Qigong nodded and said, "Yes, since I said goodbye to you last time, I have returned here and have been diving here. If I hadn't smelled the smell of begling chicken today, maybe you and I, a little guy, would have missed it."

Entering the bamboo house, it was spotless. Hong Qigong sat down and asked Tang Zheng to sit down, and asked, "Little guy, what's wrong with you? Why are you hurt so badly? I think your body is about to be ruined!"

"I don't know!" Tang Zheng shook his head.

"Hmm?"

Hong Qigong was stunned, but he didn't expect Tang Zheng to say so. He approached Tang Zheng like lightning, grabbed his wrist, grabbed his pulse, and then looked more and more serious.

It took him a long time to return to his seat.

"Senior Hong, is there any hope?" Tang Zhengdao.

These days, he has also thought of many ways, but they are useless. Although his medical skills are amazing, he is also helpless about his current situation.

Hong Qigong said, "I just looked at it. You are very seriously injured. There are problems with your internal organs, and some meridians are broken. If you want to recover, it is very difficult."

Tang Zheng sighed.

Hong Qigong said, "And your brain has also been injured and some memories have been lost, but fortunately, your foundation is thick. If you want to recover, there may be a way."

"What can I do?" Tang Zheng asked.

"Sumnan Mountain, the tomb of the living dead!" Hong Qigong replied.

"What?" Tang Zheng was stunned, "Is there really this place in the world?" He only saw it on TV.

Hong Qigong smiled and said, "Little guy, the world is bigger and wider than we thought. It's not that point. You just don't know."

"Where can I recover?" Tang Zheng asked, Hong Qigong shook his head and said, "Your cultivation is not bad, as long as Yang, and in the tomb of the living dead, their mental method is from yin to soft, one yin and one yang. Maybe you can recover!"

"I see!" Tang Zheng nodded, "Are we going now?"

"Tomorrow, now I have to consolidate your body first, otherwise, I'm afraid your body will be completely ruined. Fortunately, you are predestined to see me here, otherwise, you will be insulated from martial arts!" Hong Qigong said here with a long sigh.

Tang Zheng and he are also friends of the past. They once drank wine, but now they have become like this. They can't help but let him marvel at the vicissitudes of the world.

"Senior Hong, I'm going to trouble you now!" Tang Zheng saluted.

Hong Qigong laughed and waved his hand, "What's not troublesome? You are also good luck. Maybe it's fate to meet me here!" All right, I'll get ready now!"

After saying that, Hong Qigong left and didn't know what he was going to prepare, but to be honest, Tang Zheng was very moved. He only met the old man twice and drank wine twice. He wrote down the kindness of helping himself so much.

After almost half a column of incense, Hong Qigong came back. He had an extra sack in his hand, one drum and one drum. Obviously, there were living things in it. Then, Tang Zheng saw it, which was full of centipede, scorpions, poisonous snakes, etc., which were very large and very flogging.

"It will be painful after a while. You have to hold on!" Hong Qigong told him, and Tang Zheng nodded, and he had nothing to be afraid of.

A big tripod, the fire burned below, the water inside boiled, and centipedes, scorpions, etc. were thrown in. Finally, Hong Qigong poured a lot of wine. These wines were extremely precious and he was reluctant to drink them at ordinary times. Tang Zheng saw this, his eyes were moist, and the elders paid too much for him.

"Don't be like this. You little guy suits my appetite very much. Now that I see you like this, I'm also very distressed. I don't want Yingjie to wither like this!" Hong Qigong patted him on the shoulder.

"Senior Hong, I..."

"Don't say anything about the teacher. We are friends of the New Year. I love drinking. Just make me more good wine in the future!" Hong Qigong knew what he wanted to say and immediately shook his head.

Seeing that the senior said so, Tang Zheng sighed. The other party helped him so much that he wanted to worship the senior as a teacher, but the other party did not want to.

"I will repay you!"

Tang Zheng whispered like this and saw that the medicine in the tripod was almost ready. Hong Qigong said, "Jump in. No matter how painful it is, you have to endure it!"

"Senior Hong, I know!"

Tang Zheng jumped in, and for a moment, he seemed to be scalded. The pain was unbearable. He simply reached his soul and couldn't bear it at all. It was too painful.

"Drink!"

Suddenly, Hong Qigong shouted loudly, like Hong Zhong Dalu, falling into Tang Zheng's ears. Suddenly, the distracting thoughts were eliminated, keeping his heart tightly, and operating the King Kong's bad mind.

I saw that on his skin, the pores were open, and the black ** kept going in and out of his body, washing his internal organs, and his whole body was in severe pain. It was unbearable, but Tang Zheng's expression at this moment was extremely peaceful, like a Buddha laughing.

"Good boy!"

Seeing Tang Zheng enter the state so quickly, Hong Qigong couldn't help admiring that this is a young man with great potential, a proud man, and an unlimited future.

"Little guy, even if you fight for the life of an old man like me, I will cure you!" He said to himself that he was very optimistic about Tang Zheng and couldn't bear to be insulated from martial arts like this. Even if he abandoned himself, he would give the other party a future.

"Little guy, work hard, don't give up, there will be hope eventually!"

Time is gradually passing.

The black ** in the tripod is boiling, and Tang Zheng is ups and downs. If this were an ordinary person, I'm afraid it would have been cooked long ago, but at this moment, Tang Zheng is extremely peaceful and calm, which is not bad for his cultivation of King Kong. This is the supreme method of Buddhism, with great stability, great Zen effect, amazing power.

Once, this skill caused a bloody storm, and I don't know how many people died.

Now he practices and starts from scratch. Although his body is dilapidated like dead wood, with the help of a potion, he opens all the pores of his skin, washes his body and repairs the meridians.

But this is not the cure. After all, Tang Zheng once consumed a lot of life, which is equivalent to the loss of longevity. Now, his white hair is proof.

If you want to get a real recovery, you need a lot!

Time is gradually passing.

When it got dark, the snowflakes fell again, and the sky and the earth were white and vast.

In the big tripod, Tang Zheng floated in the black liquid, closed his eyes, was not sad or happy, and seemed to forget everything.

Hong Qigong drank wine and sat by the door, looking at the snow outside.

"Wo!"

Finally, in the middle of the night, Tang Zheng opened his eyes like two electric lights, very sharp. He took a deep breath, and his abdomen was like thunder, and his whole body was much better.

Then, he jumped out of the tripod, walked to another room, washed his body, changed his clothes, and came to Hong Qigong and worshipped him respectfully.

"Sit down!" Hong Qigong smiled.

Tang Zheng sat down and said, "Senior Hong, I'm much better. Thank you this time!"

"Drink and watch the snow with me!"

The two sat by the door, drinking wine, looking at the snow outside, snowflakes falling, and the world was vast.

"Senior Hong, can you tell me about the outside world?" Tang Zheng asked.

"Don't ask, I won't say it!" Hong Qigong shook his head.

"Why?"

"There is no reason!" Hong Qigong shook his head and stopped talking.

Tang Zheng was helpless. This was the third time he asked. Hong Qigong was a very powerful figure. Tang Zheng had seen him perform his martial arts with his own eyes, which was by no means comparable to him.

The two continued to drink and watch the snow, and the world was lonely.

In this way, the two sat until dawn, and the snow gradually became smaller. It was not until seven o'clock that they stopped.

"Let's go!"

Hong Qigong stood up.

"Senior Hong, we haven't eaten yet?" Tang Zhengdao.

Hong Qigong said, "Eat on the way!"

There was a creaking sound, and the two left the bamboo house and stepped on the snow, making a sound, breaking the peace of the world.

"Grandpa, I'm leaving and I'll be back!" Tang Zheng sighed and disappeared between heaven and earth with Hong Qigong.

"Qinghan, go out for a meal. You can't stand it!" In Jiangcheng, in the villa, Song Qinghan lay on **, getting thinner and thinner. She was sick, her eyes were red and swollen, and she once cried.

It's been almost three months, and Tang Zheng has no news at all. She seems to have lost her soul.

"Auntie, my uncle will come back. I dreamed last night. That's what my uncle said to me. My uncle will come back!" Song Yingying was also busy comforting, but Song Qinghan didn't seem to hear anything.

"If it goes on like this, it won't work!"

Song Weiguo sighed, and he didn't expect that his sister would be so deeply in love that she would reach this point for Tang Zheng.

"Xiao Zheng, where are you? If you are alive, come back quickly. We all miss you and need you!"

Song Weiguo can't imagine what his family would look like if Tang Zheng really left the world.

"No, Xiaozheng is so powerful and his medical skills are amazing. He will protect himself and won't die. If he doesn't come back now, he must be doing something!" Song Weiguo was so upset that he felt that he was about to go crazy.

"Ban!"

Downstairs, Wei put the teacup on the table fiercely. He used all the power he could use. However, Tang Zheng seemed to have evaporated from the world. There was no news at all. Is he really dead? He doesn't believe and doesn't want to believe it.

"Tang Zheng...woo..."

Zhou Luoyu locked herself in her room. Since she learned about Tang Zheng, she felt that the sky had collapsed. How could this happen?

As soon as the relationship was established, her lover disappeared and no longer heard from her. She was about to become a tearful person.

Li Manqing came in with chicken soup in her hand. She was distressed. Her baby daughter was simply gouge out her meat like this.

"In the rain, drink some soup, otherwise your body will not be able to stand it. If Tang Zheng comes back and sees you like this, you will also be distressed..."

She comforted and sighed in her heart. In the past three months, she also saw her daughter's heart, and her heart was tied to Tang Zheng. She didn't know whether she resented or hated Tang Zheng!

"Children!"

Seeing Zhou Luoyu crying, she couldn't help but blame herself. If it hadn't been for the last time she kicked Tang Zheng out, maybe things would not have turned out like this. Everything was her fault.

"Wow..."

Zhou Luoyu rushed into her arms and cried, "Mom, is Tang Zheng still alive? If he is alive, why don't you contact me? He...he..." Her voice was choked and hoarse, and she couldn't go on.

"Child, it will be fine. He is a demon king of the world and will protect himself! It must be all right, and isn't your father looking for it? He will definitely find it!" Li Manqing can only comfort in this way. His heart hurts and tears are dripping.

"Wow..."

Zhou Luoyu's crying is even louder.

The snow outside fell again. There was a vast expanse between heaven and earth, and many people were sad. At this time, Tang Zheng and Hong Qigong also walked between heaven and earth, with snowflakes and footprints falling on their bodies, extending far away!