Shenhao's Journey to Myriad Worlds

There is a saying from our ancestors, "If morality does not match, there will be disasters."

And his apprentice really backfired.

He invited Wang Xuebin on the train this time as an insurance policy. Once his apprentice couldn't bear the burden of passing the northern boxing to the south, the northern boxer would have someone to take it on.

He knew Wang Xuebin well, he was Sun Lutang's closed disciple, he was very skilled, and he knew his ridiculous deeds, and knew that he was a person who was not burdened by fame and fortune.

It turned out that Wang Xuebin had become a master of Kung Fu after joining hands on the train.

The current determination to pass on Baguazhang to him is also to make Wang Xuebin owe a favor so that he can ask for it in the future.

But who would have known that such a mess would happen before his retirement ceremony was held.

He originally wanted to find a convincing Nanquan boxer at the retreat ceremony, to give him a hand on the stage, and then discuss with him in private about the spread of Nanquan to the North.

It's a good thing now, before the ceremony, the southern boxers were outraged, and Gong Yutian had mixed feelings in his heart, not a good feeling.

After a while the disciple brought Ma San in, Gong Yutian took a look at the disciple.

"You all go out and close the door."

Then after a long silence, he asked:

"You know why knives have sheaths."

Ma San replied without hesitation:

"Because the true meaning of the knife is not to kill, but to hide."

Gong Yutian stared at his apprentice, knocked:

"Your knife is too sharp, you have to hide it well in the sheath."

Ma San said very proudly:

"My scabbard is you, Master. With you here, I can't make trouble."

Gong Yutian looked at Ma San, who thought he was counting on himself, and was extremely disappointed. His apprentice was still playing tricks, so he could only sigh that his ability was limited, and the upper limit was just like this.

"I can't hide you, you will be famous ten years later, get out of here now."

Gong Yutian leaned forward and said sharply:

"If you can't catch the train, I'll break your leg."

Ma San slammed the door and walked out with an expression of dissatisfaction.

Seeing his apprentice leaving, Gong Yutian leaned tiredly on the sofa and sighed deeply.

At this time, there was a knock on the door, Gong Yutian rubbed his face with his hands, adjusted his expression, and said in a deep voice:

"Enter!"

"Palace Master, come and taste their soup. I just drank a bowl and thought it was good, so I ordered some more."

With a towel in his hand, Wang Xuebin held a pot, and in the other hand held a few small bowls, filled a bowl for Gong Yutian, and handed it over with both hands.

"I haven't tasted the soup from him before, so I ordered some, and I'll try it for you."

Gong Yutian took the soup and said with a smile:

"I have heard from your master a long time ago that you have a tricky mouth and good craftsmanship. Whenever you show me your skills, let me also have a taste of your master's flaunting skills."

Wang Xuebin wiped his hands with a towel and put it aside.

"For you, save your stomach at night, I will make a table for you, and let you see the craftsmanship of men!"

Gong Yutian smiled happily when he heard the words:

"Haha, then I'll just wait for your craftsmanship, and we will have a good chat at the table at night."

After speaking, he took a sip of the soup with a smile. As soon as the soup entered his mouth, his expression changed, and he grabbed Wang Xuebin's wrist and asked:

"Where did you get this soup?"

Wang Xuebin's hand tightened first, then slowly relaxed:

"This is from Jinlou. I don't know what kind of soup it is. I just said it is warming my body. I tasted it and found it to be quite hot, so I ordered a pot."

Wang Xuebin looked at the nervous Gong Yutian suspiciously, and asked:

"Why, is there something wrong with this soup?"

Gong Yutian took another sip of the soup, smacked the taste carefully, put down the soup bowl, with a complicated expression on his face.

"Boy, let's go, today I will take you to see the world!"

Chapter 15 Killing

Wang Xuebin was holding an umbrella, and it was strange to follow behind Gong Yutian. Gong Yutian was anxious to come to Jinlou after drinking the soup, and the two walked directly into the back kitchen through the back door without disturbing others.

An old man in the back kitchen was sitting on a bench watching the fire, his body was slightly hunched, seeing the face of the old man, Gong Yutian staggered, stepped forward two steps and knelt down on the ground, his voice trembling.

"Brother, Baosen is here to see you."

When the old man heard the movement, he turned his head and looked over, with a dazed expression, he hurriedly stood up from the chair, walked up to Gong Yutian in two steps, held his arm, and said with a smile on his face:

"The Northeast is so big that you can't accommodate you. Do you have to come to Foshan? Get up!"

As he spoke, he lifted Gong Haneda vigorously with both hands.

Gong Yutian didn't dare to look into the old man's eyes, lowered his head and said:

"I'm here to pick you up!"

Hearing this, the old man suppressed his smile and asked:

"Go back? Can you go back?"

"The Northeast is now dominated by the Japanese aggressors"

As he spoke, he turned and walked back to the stove, and opened the lid of the pot

"Under the flag of the sun, can a ghost like me be accommodated?"

The old man put down the lid of the pot, took a spoon, scooped a spoonful of soup in the pot, blew lightly, and put it into his mouth.

The old man tasted the soup, shook his head and said: