The Heavens: From Shooting the Eagle

Chapter 19 Complimentary words should be used when boasting
In the inn, Hao Jian touched his right cheek, wondering: "What's the matter? Just now I looked in the mirror and found that the right cheek was disobedient, so I taught it severely, what's the problem?"

Hong Qigong: "..."

It turned out that I played it myself!
What a cruel man!
Guo Jing looked at Hao Jian blankly, "Can you still educate your face?"

Hao Jian nodded, "Yes, I suggest you educate yourself frequently! As the saying goes, if you don't fight for three days, go to the house to expose the tiles. If you hit a few times, you will find that your face will become more and more obedient. Then, your appearance will slowly catch up with me."

"Oh, I'll try."

"Try what?" Hong Qigong scolded with a smile, "Don't listen to that kid talking nonsense!"

"Hey, try it and die..." Hao Jian said earnestly and kindly.

Guo Jing shook his head, "I still don't want to try, I'm not smart, but I won't be so stupid as to beat myself..."

Hao Jian: "..."

"Hahahahaha..." Hong Qigong laughed out loud.

Guo Jing rubbed the back of his head, "Rong'er is cooking, I'll go to the yard to practice for a while..."

Xiao Guo's later achievements are inseparable from his resolute character.

His way of practicing martial arts is "Others practice for one day, he will practice for ten days." He immediately went out to the yard and practiced in front of a sycamore tree...

Hao Jian glanced at it and sighed: "You said each of you... Where did the tree provoke you?"

Hong Qigong: "..."

"By the way, Qigong, let me ask you, if you die, what do you want to write on your tombstone?" Hao Jian thought suddenly.

Hong Qigong was taken aback, "Bah! You just died, can you talk?"

"Hey, it's just an analogy... why is it blowing up like a cat whose tail was stepped on?" Hao Jian laughed.

Hong Qigong squinted at Hao Jian, "Tell me first, what do you want to write on your tombstone?"

Hao Jian chuckled, "Epitaph, I don't agree with writing too much classical Chinese, plain language is the best! If it's my tombstone, just write...'What are you looking at, if you have the ability, come in and single out '!"

Hong Qigong was taken aback for another moment, and then he couldn't help laughing: "Hahahahaha... boy, what's the matter with your brain? Hahahahaha... Come in and challenge... Hahahahaha..."

After laughing for a long time, Hong Qigong said intermittently: "Hahaha, hey, the old beggar thought of it too! Just write 'passing by, don't miss it, meeting is fate, why don't you come in and have a seat?'"

Hao Jian looked at Hong Qigong in amazement, "Ok, Qigong! You've got the hang of it...then I'll write 'it's inconvenient to go out to meet you today, but I will definitely visit you in the future'!"

Hong Qigong gave a thumbs up and said, "Gao, you are still taller in this respect! The old beggar feels ashamed, whoever wants to see your epitaph will have to ask an expert to exorcise ghosts immediately." It's..."

"Hey, Qi Gong, do you have any children?" Hao Jian asked again suddenly.

Hong Qigong shook his head, "No, I'm an old beggar who has never had a wife all his life. Where can I have children? Speaking of which, Huang Laoxie has such a precious daughter... I really envy the old beggar!"

He sighed again: "After what you said, the old beggar is really worried. After all, I have no children. When I die of old age, maybe no one will help the old beggar to collect the body! If you think about it a little further, there will be no one." People burn money for old beggars, will they die poor in the underworld..."

In the original time and space, after Hong Qigong fought with Ouyang Feng for three days and three nights in the time of Shendiao, one of them was practicing Jiuyin, and the other was practicing Jiuyin against each other. When they competed with each other, a strange change occurred, and they came to the same goal by different routes. , Hong Qigong and Ouyang Feng, who had recovered his clarity, hugged and laughed, and they both passed away at the same time...

Hao Jian watched Hong Qigong sink into a short-term depression, and said with a smile: "Qigong, I don't think so! After all, you are used to being poor at the top... You must be very comfortable going down! Besides, you have no relatives at the top , but there should be more..."

Hong Qigong: "...you!"

Good guy, the words are not rough!

"And, don't worry, there will always be people who go to the wrong grave in this world!" Hao Jian added.

Hong Qigong's expression froze completely...

"You boy... give me a 'Kanglong Yougui'!" A roar resounded throughout the inn...

"Hahahahaha...Qi Gong, look carefully! If possible, I will ask Guo Jing to go to your grave!" Hao's fitness method turned and floated out of the door, and his voice came in from afar.

Hong Qigong paused, "That's more or less the same! Hey, no, why is it Guo Jing, why not you brat! A heartless white-eyed wolf..."

Immediately afterwards, Hong Qigong couldn't help but burst out laughing again, "This kid can always make people laugh and cry... The old beggar is never afraid of death, as long as he doesn't die on the bed, what's the point even if his body is broken to pieces?"

……

In the courtyard, Guo Jing turned a deaf ear to the words of the two, and concentrated on practicing "Kanglong Yougui".

At first, the trees swayed slightly, but later, the strength became stronger and stronger, and it was obvious that there had been progress.

With the understanding of mind and spirit, exert force and close momentum, and gradually use it more and more freely.

All of a sudden, he gathered all his internal energy, and when he pushed it out, he retracted instantly, and the sycamore tree in front of him remained motionless!
I struck out again, and the sycamore tree with a thick bowl in front of me snapped!

"It's time to eat! Brother Jing, you've practiced well!" Huang Rong's voice came, full of surprise.

Guo Jing looked at Huang Rong embarrassedly, "Not yet, I'm still far behind."

Hong Qigong laughed in the hall and said: "Finally, the elm lump has opened up! However, it is still far away. If you really practice it, you need to break the big tree with a palm, and the incision is smooth, not like this. Rong'er, what did you cook for this meal?"

Huang Rong put the dishes on the wooden plate on the table one by one, "Brother Jing, Qi Gong, come in and try."

"Why didn't you call me?" Hao Jian walked in with his hands behind his back, old-fashioned.

"Didn't you come by yourself!" Huang Rong pouted.

Hao Jian pondered for a while, and said calmly: "...Miss Huang, you are really Yang Tianbao's figurine—baby villain!"

"What did you say?" Huang Rong said angrily. Although she didn't understand the first half of the sentence, she did understand the second half...

"I praise you!" Hao Jian said with a smile while sitting at the table.

"Is there someone who praises you so much?" Huang Rong was still not happy.

"Oh, by the way, you should use commendatory words when you praise someone! I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

"It's not too bad! I'll give you a chance to repeat it," Huang Rong said.

Hao Jian organized his language, and said solemnly: "Miss Huang, you are really a compliment!"

Huang Rong exploded immediately, and said angrily: "...you, you are not allowed to eat my cooking!"

Hao Jian moved closer to Guo Jing, "Brother Guo, I just want to eat a few bites of food, and sister Huang is angry?"

Huang Rong: "..."

This familiar tone... Here we go again!
What a bitch!
"Eat quickly, the food will be cold in a while!" Hong Qigong couldn't wait...

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