The beginning is the invincible boss

Chapter 160 Calculation
In terms of martial arts, Tang Ling needed to find one of the new twelve forms of Xingyiquan in order to continue.

While finding a new form, if he absorbed the power contained in Feng Shui, it would greatly increase Tang Ling's strength and the strength of his inner breath.

Sitting in the car, Tang Ling also knew the old man's name and background.

The old man's name is Xue Ling, and he is 73 years old this year. He is currently living in Wuya Village with his grandson Xue Han.

Wuya Village is a mountain village dozens of kilometers away from Zhonghai City. It is under the jurisdiction of Wuyang Town. There are less than 50 people in the village.

"There is a tea garden in our village. We grow our own camellia. Mr. Tang must try it when he goes there."

As he spoke, a smile appeared on Xue Ling's old face: "In addition to camellias, our village also grows a lot of oranges, which are sweet and sour. You can take some with you when Mr. Tang leaves."

Perhaps because he knew that his family was poor, the old man tried his best to please Tang Ling along the way.

Faced with the old man's kindness, Tang Ling always responded with a smile, and at the same time, from the corner of his eye, he looked at the grandpa and grandson behind him through the rearview mirror.

The feng shui technique of calming the air told Tang Ling that this was something unusual for the grandpa and grandson.

After leaving the urban area and getting on the provincial highway, Tang Ling's speed increased.

At the same time, maybe it was worried about affecting Tang Ling's driving, or he was a little tired from the car, and the grandpa and grandson fell asleep at some point.

Tang Ling also played a piece of music, opened the window, and followed the navigation instructions to Wuya Village.

After about 40 minutes, Tang Ling drove out from the intersection and walked along a cement road towards a winding mountain road. Wuya Village was on the back of the mountain.

As the car climbed higher and higher, Tang Ling felt an inexplicable chill.

"It's just the beginning of autumn, and the autumn in the mountains is coming so soon..."

Just thinking of this, Tang Ling couldn't help shivering: "I am a martial arts practitioner, and my physical fitness is stronger than ordinary people. Let alone going into the mountains, even if it is winter, I won't have such a cool feeling. .”

Thinking of this, Tang Ling couldn't help mobilizing his internal energy to run around for a week.

As his inner energy circulated, Tang Ling suddenly felt the inexplicable chill dissipate quickly, and at the same time, his head felt much clearer.

"I haven't reached the place yet, but I encountered this kind of situation, which is challenging!"

Tang Ling glanced at the grandpa and grandson in the rearview mirror. He was basically sure that this Wuya Village definitely hid some things that were not known to outsiders.

About ten minutes later, Tang Ling saw a row of old houses.

Judging from the architectural style of the houses, this Wuya village should be built in the period of the Republic of China. What puzzled Tang Ling the most was that there were two rows of locust trees planted on the road into the village.

The most important thing is that the moment Tang Ling drove into the village, he clearly felt that the aura around him suddenly changed.

Although it was only for a moment, it seemed that the aura of the whole village had changed from the moment they entered.

"Old man Xue, have you returned from entering the city?"

"How is Xiaohan's illness? Whose car are you riding in? This car costs a lot of money, right?"

"In my opinion, this car is less than 10,000 to [-] yuan, and it may cost [-]+ to get all of it..."

As soon as Tang Ling stopped the car, many villagers came to the village one after another. They all smiled and looked simple.

However, in Tang Ling's view, there was something wrong with this simple and friendly atmosphere.

Just imagine, in today's social environment.

In any normal mountain village, there will be quarrels and jealousy among neighbors, and the family background of Xue Ling's grandfather and grandson is not very good.

According to common sense, even if people from the same village came to chat, they would not have similar expressions on their faces.

"Thank you for your concern. Xiaohan's illness needs an operation, but the time will not be available until next week."

Xue Ling looked at the surrounding villagers with a smile on his old face and said, "This car belongs to Mr. Tang, and thanks to Mr. Tang's help this time, otherwise, it would be really troublesome..."

Facing Xue Ling's introduction, Tang Ling saw many villagers looking towards him.

He smiled back calmly, but actually secretly observed the state of these villagers. Everyone's amiable appearance made him very suspicious.

In addition, he observed the location of the entire village from the perspective of a Feng Shui master.

"Strange, really strange, the Feng Shui of the whole village is in chaos."

After Tang Ling stared and observed for a while, he was full of doubts: "This feeling seems to be a reversal of yin and yang. Could it be that the whole village is in another dimension?"

Thinking of this, Tang Ling couldn't help shaking his head and chuckling.

This idea was rejected by himself as soon as it appeared. It was too appalling.

At this moment, after greeting the villagers, Xue Ling led the way to lead Tang Ling to where he was, and as Tang Ling gradually approached the house located in the east of the village.

In the bottom of his heart, he felt a trace of panic for no reason.

It felt like something bad was going to happen ahead, and his soul became nervous at this moment.

In fact, ever since Tang Ling drove into Wuya Village, a human face had appeared on the trunk of the most loyal big willow tree in Wuya Village.

At this moment, this face quietly watched Tang Ling approach Xue Ling's house step by step from a distance.

"It's been a long time since outsiders came to the house, Mr. Tang, please forgive me."

With that said, Xue Ling pushed open the courtyard door of his house, but Tang Ling did not follow his footsteps and walked into the courtyard, but stopped at the door and looked at the old man in front of him with a half-smile.

"Before I go in, I have a question to ask."

Tang Ling looked at the smiling Xue Ling and said, "How did you know that I would go to that hospital? Or when did you start plotting against me?"

Tang Ling's voice was not loud, but it directly made Xue Ling's smile freeze quietly.

"Calculation? How can you say that?"

Xue Ling, an old man in his 70s, suddenly let out a gentle female voice: "We are not trying to plot against you, we just want you to awaken as soon as possible. Awakening belongs to the memory of the monarch."

"I know you have a lot of doubts, it doesn't matter, as long as you can survive the next test."

"Everything you want to know, I can tell you..."

While Xue Ling was speaking, she had quietly transformed into a woman with black hair but her whole body seemed to emit black mist all the time.

Without giving Tang Ling a chance to speak, an invisible force pushed Tang Ling directly into the courtyard.

"Crash!"

The moment Tang Ling entered the courtyard, the willow tree with the human face turned into a huge black stele that was constantly glowing black and shining with dark golden light.

All the willow branches turned into chains like ink dragons, piercing the sky with the sound of hula.

Amid Tang Ling's astonishment, the entire sky was changing, and the surroundings were filled with lights and shadows. He gradually fell into a coma...

(End of this chapter)