[Chapter 227]:Visit

When people are old, their ambitions will decline. For Tang Han, a kind-looking old man who was once famous in BJ at this time, the most hopeful thing is that he is full of children and grandchildren. The whole family can have a happy Spring Festival. He also understands that his children and grandchildren have their own blessings. As an elder, what should be explained has been explained clearly when they were young, and now he will not add more of his own views to the children. This is not a manifestation of a decline in fighting spirit, but another kind of perception of life. Plainness is a blessing. However, this kind of perception is too far away for Tang Monk, a young man who is young. Whose youth is not unssuming, whose youth is not exciting. Only after experiencing it can you have a thorough understanding. From the day when Tang Monk left the Tang family to avoid the pursuit of his enemies, Tang Han understood that the future road should be up to him. Although he could pave the way for him, success and failure, honor and humiliation all of which required him to gain or lose on the road of life.

Tang Monk is a lucky person. When he was a child, he was not praised by the stars, so that he did not develop an arrogant and domineering attitude towards the world. When he grows up, he has a strong power but can't learn something he must learn to fill his ignorance and emptiness, which makes him develop a knowledgeable and extensive new century youth.

Today's happiness is what the two old people have always hoped for and expected. The child is filial enough, which also allows the two old people to taste a little family happiness in their later years. Under the fusion of his grandson and a little Lori, who can play the role of great-granddaughter, it filled the emotional gap without middle-aged people, and did not make the two old people feel a kind of depression and desolation in the joy of the New Year. What's unpredictable is that Fei Wuji knocked on the door of the Tang family. Tang Monk never thought that Fei Wuji, a powerful guy in BJ, would climb into the door of the Tang family at this time. Tang Han didn't feel the brilliance. Although he had a little respect for the Fei family, he let a strong-tempered elder nod to the younger generation. He couldn't do anything, but he was happy today and did not show that he was as cold as other juniors. His voice was flat and without any feelings. He handed over the affairs of the family to Tang Monk, and he took his wife and little Lori Chen Mengli away from the hall. Influenced by Aunt Chen's aura since she was a child, although the little Lori, who is not in the world, can still feel a kind of black cloud crushing the city.

"I heard that Brother Tang is injured?" Fei Wuji, who was sitting on the sofa, asked directly. Obviously, it also shows the intention. I didn't come to see the older generation of the Tang family, but just to see this good descendant.

"Brother Fei's news is really well-in-in-the-be! It only takes two days to know." The Tang monk who made the tea put the cup in front of the other party and said with a smile.

"Who else dares to attack Brother Tang in BJ? Do you want me to help them find out for you, brother? Fei Wuji, who picked up the cup, said like pulling in.

"Then I'll thank Brother Fei first. It's just that this matter is so weird that I don't know which immortal I have offended. I want to die. If Brother Fei can help me, then I will be really grateful. Tang Monk said with a smile that although his tone was polite, he did not show any humility. Last night, I got some lists of people in the gold film from my grandfather, and those people could more or less become the bargaining chips between me, Fei Wuji and Nangong Yueli. Although I don't quarrel with Fei Wuji, I don't have the idea of letting the other party pull myself. In the past, I wanted to climb a higher level with Fei Wuji, but now it seems that what I have in my hand is enough to mix an acre of land in this place! Tang Monk is unwilling to do what he asks for help. Perhaps this is the quality that the Tang family passed on to Tang Monk who is unwilling to succumb.

"Good to say, good to say." Fei Wuji could hear that Tang Monk's words did not have the original idea of becoming a right-hand man. His desire to look at the villa did not work. He couldn't help but began to imagine whether Tang Monk had a bigger backer or was forced to do something.

After Fei Wuji keenly caught something, he just greeted Tang Monk and said goodbye. He knew that it was useless to talk more. Although he didn't know why Tang Monk was fearless and unwilling to show the mentality he once wanted to show, he could feel a great sense of crisis. Since you can't be a friend and is destined to be an enemy, you will never let the other party be an enemy when your wings are full, which will be a great harm to you. After seeing Fei Wuji leave from the second floor, Tang Han went downstairs and returned to the hall and asked solemnly, "What is he looking for?"

"I didn't say it specifically. It seems that I should want to show my concern and take the opportunity to get in."

"Is that what you think?"

"Of course I refused."

"Choose Nangong Yueli?"

"No, it's actually good to be a fisherman." Tang Monk tasted the tea he made with his own hands meaningfully. The tea was fragrant and fragrant, just like his own mood.

"Do what you want to do. In fact, there is no real right or wrong in this world, as long as you don't harm the country and the people. I will support your grandfather in everything. Tang Han is really going to let go this time, but the premise is that Tang Monk should not be the kind of person who betrays the country for glory and harms the people. In Tang Han's eyes, the difference between a good person and a bad person is that one has a bottom line, and the other has no bottom line. Tang Monk followed the teachings of his grandfather. I stayed in the Tang family for a day and accompanied the little Loli Chen Mengli all day. The next day, I returned to the villa and had a party with my wife.

After returning to the villa, Tang Monk thought about how he could not appear pretentious and get closer to the old man. After thinking for a long time, I didn't come up with a good idea. But the visit must be made. I can only pretend that I don't know that the old man has unique skills, but just repay the life-saving kindness and talk to the other party. It can also be regarded as a real kindness and care for the other party in this cold winter.

With a little gift in his hand, he walked to the dilapidated hut. Tang Monk didn't let Orange and the others send himself there. He didn't think it was good. The other party didn't want to be known by others. Obviously, he wanted to go back to the mountains. If you are followed by someone, the other party must be very angry.

When I walked to the small shabby house, I saw the old man eating with a plain expression. The bowls and chopsticks were very clean, and the food was very plain. There is only a pot of wine, Chinese vinegar, peanuts and green onions mixed with tofu. Millet porridge cooked next to it. The old man ate with relish, and obviously he was used to this kind of life. Tang Monk knew that some martial arts practitioners were like this, and their spirit reached a level of improvement through the lack of material life. Hearing the sound of the door, the old man didn't even raise his head and continued to eat. Obviously, he already knew that there was someone outside the door, but he didn't want to speak.

"Old gentleman, where's the meal?" Seeing that the old man didn't pay attention to himself, Tang Seng asked with a smile.

"What's the matter?" At this time, the old man raised his head and took a serious look at the Tang monk who came in, but he was not too enthusiastic. His expression was very cold, which made the Tang monk have a feeling of rejecting people thousands of miles away.

"Thank you for saving my life last time. If there is no old gentleman's medicine, I'm afraid my arm will be useless. Tang Monk didn't mention whether the old man came to save him, but just mentioned that the other party drugged him.

"Nothing, even if I see a dying dog, I will save it." The old man continued to eat with bowls and chopsticks. The thorns in his words made Tang Monk helpless, but he could not show the indifference and blow to others. He said with a smile, "First of all, I would like to thank you for your life-saving kindness. If it weren't for you, my arm would have been useless. I know that in the eyes of the old gentleman, my life is no different from that of a dog. Since the old gentleman is compassionate, he doesn't have to drive people with such a clear mind. I'm just here to repay my help. Although things are thin, it is also my heart. I understand the old gentleman's finger and scolding. It's also my fault to disturb the old gentleman, but for a person who has been saved, repaying is the most fundamental conscience. It's understandable for me to do so. Please forgive me for offending the old gentleman. It can't be said that all the kindness is broken when I give a gift. This is something I can't do. I want to say that if the old gentleman needs the younger generation, it is unrealistic for the younger generation to do his best to repay him. After all, the old gentleman is not an ordinary person. Nothing big can happen. The younger generation saved the younger generation as the virtue of heaven. That's all for the younger generation. Please forgive me for disturbing you. The younger generation will leave now.

Tang Monk's words were flawless, that is, he showed his gratitude, vaguely said the other party's ability to be different from ordinary people, and said that he did not mean to get the light, nor did he reveal the other party's heart.

Looking at the Tang Monk who had turned around and stepped out of the door, the old man smiled with satisfaction and sighed in his heart: Such an afterlife is really valuable! Looking at the Tang monk who was about to leave the small shabby house, the old man's voice was still hard and said, "I haven't eaten yet!" If you don't mind, come in and have a drink with my old man.

Tang Seng, who was originally going to leave, seemed to have completely forgotten the other party's finger and scolded the locust. He said with a smile, "I haven't had lunch yet. I'm really a little hungry."

"How much do you drink?" Looking at the Tang monk who sat down, the old man asked faintly. Obviously, he did not have the tone of refusing people thousands of miles away just now, which eased a lot.

"It's okay. I should be able to drink a few rounds with the old gentleman." Tang Monk did not dare to be too modest, nor did he dare to be too proud.

"That's good. Old man, I haven't had a drink with anyone for a long time. Let's see how much you, a junior, can drink today. The old man's face turned cloudy and happy, which made Tang Monk feel that the old man was thinking about something, but this idea was just fleeting in an instant. After all, he did not dare to perform the little flower intestines in his heart in front of the old man who walked more than he walked, which was completely The mentality of conspiracy and trickery was exposed. And Tang Monk knows from his grandfather that he can make friends, but never deliberately flatter him. This kind of person hates that kind of flatterer the most.

"Today, even if you drink under the table, let the old gentleman have fun!" Tang Seng said arrogantly that Tang Seng was still a little conceited that he could drink about eight taels of alcohol. At least when the old gentleman had a good time, he would not get under the table to discredit the other party.

As a result, Tang Monk's satisfactory calculation failed. He really couldn't imagine the other party's magic drinking ability. The authentic 52-degree red star Erguotou had two bottles. The old man could still explain to himself with a smile on his experience of picking up rags. The dizzy Tang Monk finally really finished himself. With his bold ambition, he generously got under the table. Sleep soundly. Tang Monk, who was holding a wine bottle in his hand, drank without any posture. He completely demonstrated his appearance as a scoundrel in front of the old man. The old man with no alcohol on his face sat on a small bench with a wine glass and looked at the young man holding the bottle and continued to drink, with a very satisfied smile on the corners of his mouth. He whispered, "There are really not many descendants with such a true temperament. It's just that I was too entangled by some things. Fortunately, I met it at this time. I didn't expect that the old man could find such a good disciple for me.

Tang Monk, who was lying under the table and sleeping soundly, naturally could not hear the old man's words, and his tense nerves were all relaxed under the premise of no restraint this time. In the past, under the oppression of Li Da, he constantly enriched himself like a little seedling who was helped by the seedlings, and constantly made himself stronger and bigger!

The Tang monk who poured a bottle of red star Erguotou yesterday and slept for more than ten hours at seven o'clock the next day. The Tang monk still got up drowsy and came out of the small shabby house. He watched the old man play some moves in the morning just after dawn. Those moves have never been seen by the Tang monk, at least he knows Tai Chi, Baji. In terms of the understanding of some boxing skills such as boxing and tiger binding hands, the old man has never seen the moves. However, since he was a child, he has followed his grandfather to practice Tang's twelve-way bullet legs and oranges. Cheng Kefa, an old man, has practiced Tai Chi. The old man's moves seem to be ordinary. Among them, Tang Monk can still see the hidden killing tricks.

"Get up?" After playing a set of boxing, the old man looked at the Tang monk at the door and said lightly.

"Ye-huh." Tang Seng, with an embarrassed face, answered helplessly. Obviously, he must know a little about the embarrassment of drinking under the table. An embarrassed expression.

"It's okay. You can exercise your drinking ability, but young people should do what they can. The attitude was like the old man who made a complete 360-degree turn yesterday and said with a smile. There was no domineering and sarcasm of yesterday, and there was a little more amiability, which made Tang Monk feel that he was completely dreaming. But everything in reality made him feel that he was sober. He touched his long hair and giggled like a fool who didn't know anything.

"Old gentleman. What's the name of the boxing you just practiced?

"God's hand fist."

"God's Hand Fist? I haven't heard of it. However, the strength of the boxing is on the fingers, and close combat is also a killing move. Whether it is from a long distance or a close distance, it should make the opponent unable to touch it.

"That's good! Few people can see this." The old man nodded with satisfaction. Naturally, the old man who fell in like Tang Seng's foundation, character and family background also wanted to test Tang Seng's understanding and see if he could see some things that others could not see.

"The old gentleman's kung fu should be very powerful!" Tang Monk still asked like a little white. He didn't know how to ask. He was afraid that his inadvertent inquiry would make the other party unhappy. After all, this often-changing old man still made Tang Monk have a trace of fear, even more afraid than the old man who taught him to play chess in QD.

"You can try it." The old man smiled and said that his expression was very amiable and kind, which made Tang Monk have a trace of illusion. However, the instinctive challenge did not make Tang Monk escape, but chose to challenge and stage a real duel with the other party. Although Tang Monk felt that there was no possibility of victory at all, he would definitely fight with a master. Get something that you can't get at ordinary times. After all, both experience and ability are obtained in step-by-step practice.

Tang Monk, who set up a position, attacked quickly. In the face of the old man who fought against the flying knife and bullets, he did not have any reservations. At the beginning, he burst out all his skills. The Tang family's twelve bullet legs quickly kicked the opponent's face door, which was so fast and strong. Ordinary people can't resist at all. They are about to touch the old man's face, but the other party is still motionless. Tang Monk wants to stop the strength, but the moment he is about to stop the strength, he sees the old man moving.

Fast.

Very soon.

Tang Seng can't use any adjectives to describe the speed of the other party. The speed of the other party only made him feel that he disappeared as soon as he flashed, and then he was dumped by the other party. Tang Monk, who was thrown out, felt that his ankles were captured by the other party, and then threw them far away like garbage.

Tang Monk, who fell to the ground, felt the pain all over his body and endured the pain of his body, but failed. He breathed on the ground for about a minute before reluctantly standing up. Tang Monkneaded his fallen body and grinned and felt the pain.

"Sir, how on earth did you disappear in an instant? I clearly feel that I'm about to kick you. But you still captured it and threw it out?" Tang Monk, who kneaded his body, reluctantly walked to the old man and said helplessly.

"Insent. Take action." The old man said that Tang Monk had heard it many times, but he still couldn't fully understand the meaning of this sentence.

"But, old gentleman. What the hell does this mean?

"You are not my apprentice. What can I tell you?" The old man suddenly changed his face and then turned back to the small shabby house.

Tang Seng, who didn't understand the other party's meaning, was puzzled in the back. After thinking about it, he seemed to think of something and followed happily.