Chapter 69 Tongue

"How long have you been practicing boxing?" Obviously, he was very satisfied with Wang Chan. The old man looked at Wang Chan with a little appreciation in his eyes. He reached out and patted him on the shoulder and nodded slightly.

"I have been walking since I was two years old. It has been 25 years since I practiced children's kung fu."

"Have you been walking since you were two years old?" The old man's eyebrows shrugged and couldn't help but be very surprised. You should know that martial arts boxing pays attention to a foundation, but it is by no means that the earlier you practice, the better. Children's muscles and bones are not good. Too early contact with the basic skills of boxing will have some very bad effects on acquired development. However, it is not good to be too old. Once the bone fascia is fixed, when you want to open it, the pain is more painful than It's hard to die.

"It seems that the master who teaches you boxing must also know a lot of Shaolin's secret prescriptions! I must have scrubbed your acupuncture points with medicinal wine since I was a child. I have to teach you how to soak in water, strengthen your muscles and bones, and cultivate vitality every day, otherwise you won't look like you are now!"

"It was my grandfather who taught me to practice boxing. Although he was not famous, his boxing skills had been transformed, and he had an elixir. When he was 100 years old, he could still beat me all over the ground. He really practiced the skills of the Shaolin school.

When Wang Daliangzi died, he happened to be 108 years old, a full birthday star, but he crossed the white mountains and black waters in his life. I don't know how many hatred he had. Wang Chan was not willing to talk more in front of outsiders. He just spoke gently for a generation, casually, and then stopped talking.

"It's Dan! That's a sign of the innate rotation the day after tomorrow!" As soon as the old man heard Wang Chan's words, his face suddenly turned red, and his eyes were shining brightly. "I didn't expect that there were people who could only practice boxing to rebel against nature and produce internal elixirs. No wonder they could live for more than a hundred years! It's a pity that I'm old now. In another ten years in the morning, I will definitely ask you to take me to visit the old man. Time is really unforgiving!"

The excited expression on his face quickly returned to its original state. The old man also came from the past. Naturally, he knew the "Lao Li'er" in the world better than anyone else. He looked at Wang Chan with his eyes and opened his mouth a few times. Finally, he didn't say anything extra.

Next, time passed quickly, and some people began to come one after another, but most of them came young people and middle-aged people. When they saw the old man, none of them came to call Grandpa Zhang respectfully first, and then they dared to form groups and found people they were familiar with and gathered together. Chat and talk.

Seeing that there were more and more people in the living room, Wang Chan did not like to communicate with outsiders, so he complained to the old man and walked upstairs. He saw Zhou Lin's father and daughter standing and talking with Thunder.

The space upstairs is larger than downstairs. The floor is covered with thick blankets, and the walls are hung with huge calligraphy and paintings. The chandeliers on the ceiling are colorful, shining on the huge oval cold dining table below, which looks luxurious and solemn.

At this time, most of the people coming are downstairs, so there are not many people upstairs.

Looking up and seeing Wang Chan Shiran coming up, Zhou Lin, who was talking to his daughter, suddenly lit up and hurriedly walked up and grabbed Wang Chan's sleeve for a long time. Since he entered Beijing, although it has not been long, politics is not an ordinary thing. Every step he takes, every word he has to rack his brains and dare to implement it carefully after thinking about it.

Therefore, although he had Mr. Zhang behind his back and introduced the characters from all sides, the thoughts he spent also made him feel tired. Now as soon as he saw Wang Chan, he had a feeling of life and death, and he felt like a life-and-death separation. Especially during this period of time, he also heard all the things that happened to Wang Chan from Zhou Yahan and Thunder. He knew that Wang Chan had caused a lot of trouble because of himself and killed Tang Niu with a great background. He sighed for a while and grabbed Wang Chan's sleeve and didn't know what to say for a while.

"It doesn't matter. I know this. You don't have to worry about me. It's your uncle, but it's very good for you. Today's dinner is of great significance to you. Don't let him down. As long as your business is finished, we will be clear. If there are more such things, I won't care about it anymore.

Wang Chan can't comfort people at all. He only said what he had in his heart, and didn't care what others would think after listening to it. Zhou Lin looked embarrassed and blushed. Speaking of which, Wang Chan has saved Zhou Lin twice. Before the kindness of saving his life has been repaid, he has added such a trouble to others.

Zhou Lin knows Wang Chan's surname well, and he doesn't like everything outside the mountain the most. In addition, this time he asked Wang Chan to help, and the means were really not very good. If Wang Chan hadn't had a good impression on Zhou Yahan's girl in his heart, I'm afraid he would have turned against him long ago.

"Wang Chan, I owe you all these, and I'm afraid I can't pay them off in my life. However, after so many things, I, Zhou Lin, am not ungrateful. As long as you need my Zhou Lin's help, I will definitely repay you with death...!" They chatted casually with each other. After the separation of Harbin, Zhou Lin looked very excited. He was more than forty years old, and his eyes were red.

While talking, Zhou Yahan also came over and hugged Zhou Lin's arm. Her eyes were full of tears. Since they knew everything, their father and daughter also let go of the past and made up as good as before.

After a while, many people came up downstairs one after another. Thunder also met several young people who were familiar with each other. While chatting, he glanced at Wang Chan with his eyes. His face was gloomy and clear, and he didn't know what he was thinking in his heart.

"The son of Mr. Lin is here." I don't know who said loudly downstairs. There was a scratch upstairs and downstairs. Many people squeezed at the top of the stairs and said hello one by one.

Wang Chan looked at the source of the scratch, and the corner of his eyes saw a tall, sunny young man with golden glasses walking up from downstairs surrounded by a group of people. This man is the "Lin Yuanfang" son of "Lin Yuanfang" who Wang Chan once had a relationship in Harbin.

Two middle-aged men were followed by him. One was in a suit and leather shoes, with eagle-eyed harpoise nose, and his figure looked slightly fat. The other was wearing a Tang suit, with a delicate face and a pair of cloth shoes under his feet.

As soon as the two middle-aged men went upstairs, they immediately ignored it. Their four eyes searched the whole floor. The next moment, their eyes were like electricity, and they were staring at Wang Chan.

Instinctively felt that the eyes looking at him contained great hostility. Wang Chan was stunned and turned his head to look, but he saw the two middle-aged people whose eyes were as sharp as eagles, but the slightly fat one was obviously an ordinary person, with weak hands and feet and messy breathing. No matter how fierce his eyes are, it is just a kind of so-called "mighty" cultivated by himself in a high position for a long time, which has no effect on Wang Chan at all.

On the contrary, the remaining middle-aged man in cloth shoes looked like a smile on his face. His eyes were projected, and his eyes were shining, as if they were real. At a glance from such a distance, the momentum was sharp as sharp as two sharp apexes, and Wang Chan's face was faintly painful.

Of course, Wang Chan doesn't know that the slightly fat middle-aged man is actually the biggest boss behind the scenes of Hongxiulin. Hong Changqing, one of the overseas Hongmen General Hall in China. Because Wang Chan killed Tang Niu, Hong Changqing's own responsibility is not small, so he returned to the capital with Lin Yuanshan for the purpose. That is, to find Wang Chan at this dinner party to solve the feud between the two sides.

As soon as Lin Yuanshan came upstairs, he nodded and smiled. The officials present, no matter how big or small, were quiet. They didn't talk nonsense and said hello, as if they were stopped by an invisible force.

And this is actually one of the benefits of a person's status. Although the "class" may be artificially eliminated, the "privilege" will never be. As long as there are rights, there will be privileges. There is nothing we can do. Since ancient times, Chinese society has been saying that "officials have crushed people to death". Although Lin Yuanshan has not been in politics, the family power behind him However, it has brought him enough benefits, which naturally includes "respect and awe" by people.

"A child of a family can be like this, so what about the real superiors? Power is sometimes indeed a good thing. Even if I practice boxing and martial arts for another hundred years, if I can't find the last way out of the world, it is absolutely impossible for me to directly compete with the forces of these people in power alone. I will casually get an army, which is innate. I'm going to die."

Wang Chan took a look at the middle-aged man who stared at him, but he didn't care. Now he is good at boxing, and he can see almost less at the details of the middle-aged man at a glance. He knows that although this man is also a master, at best, he is almost the same as the dead Tang Niu. If you want to do it with himself. The only end of the enemy is a dead end. You don't have to worry about it at all. On the contrary, this series of phenomena caused by the arrival of Lin Yuanfang touched Wang Chan's heart and had a new feeling.

"There is a saying in the Taoist family that 'human law, earth law heaven, heaven law, and Taoism is natural'. It is actually a matter of heart and surname to be replaced by our boxing. After boxing practitioners reach a certain level, they can't just rely on hard practice to make progress, but to rise to a level similar to enlightenment. No matter what they see in their eyes, what they think, or the stars of the universe, the wind, rain and thunder, they should peel off the appearance to the greatest extent, get close to the essence, and accumulate it over time. When the opportunity comes, you can touch the class bypass, accumulate thick and thin hair, all of them into your own boxing, and play the fist that really belongs to you. This is the highest level that those martial arts students who have been shining through the ages and famous in history have pursued all their lives.

"In other words, in fact, all the truths in the world are connected. Even when dealing with people, talking, expressions, sitting and walking, there is a deep sense of boxing can be understood. Only in the details can you see real kung fu! The reason why the old man was able to make alchemy is not only because he was magnificent in his life and experienced too many right and wrong. In his later years, he understood and digested them one by one. Thinking of those years, boxing was like water. Unfortunately, I don't have his state of mind now. Otherwise, I can stay in the world outside the mountain for a while. Practice it for a while.

Wang Chan was thinking about his own affairs in his heart. Suddenly, he only felt silence outside, and a voice came from his ears.

"Oh, isn't this Master Wang? I meet everywhere in my life. I didn't expect to meet you here today? Also, Lei Shao, what are you talking about? Isn't it strange for me to come and interrupt?

Before the voice fell, the three people in Lin Yuanfang actually got rid of a group of acquaintances who came up and went straight to Wang Chan and Zhou Lin's father and daughter in meditation.

"It turned out to be Lin Shao. If you want to come, no one can stop you! However, we have something to say first. That matter is next to our national security. You can't do anything regardless of your identity and make me laugh!" Thunder's body was tall. He took a condescending look and walked to him. Lin Yuanfang, who was full of smiles, didn't buy much when he spoke, and his tone was very stiff.

"What did Mr. Lei say? I, Lin Yuanfang, am a well-known gentleman in the circle. I keep my word. Not to mention that I can't afford to provoke you, you will need people's heads. That is, Lei Shao, you can finally say hello to my brother, and I dare not give you face. What's more, Boss Zhou is also a man of the sky. Unexpectedly, Mr. Zhang specially arranged such a dinner party for him. Everything has gone to our old man. Lin Yuanfang dares not pursue it even if he has ten more courages.

Lin Yuanfang smiled, and his eyes swept over Zhou Lin's father and daughter's face in turn. What he promised was happy and turned war into jade and silk. However, when his eyes fell back to Wang Chan's face again, his eyes suddenly became cold: "In fact, Lin also suffered from friends last time. My friend's commission is not for my own business, and the development of things is not the result I want to see now. Now that the thing has been left in the hands of Lei Shao, my friend will naturally calm down and not intend to hurt everyone's harmony for external things.

"However, then again, since Lin has given Lei Shao your face and returned the reward, it must be that Lei Shao will not do anything else, which makes it difficult for me to do." After Lin Yuanfang finished speaking, his eyes also stared at Thunder's face, as if looking up.

Like them, they are all from everyone. They are in the middle of the three generations. They speak very different from others. Every word has a deep meaning. Of course, Thunder will not understand it. At the moment, he also hummed: "I don't care about the rest, and I don't care about it, but I also understand what I tell you again. No matter what, it must be solved on the table, otherwise if it gets bigger, no one's face will look good.

(to be continued)