Invincible starts from fooling the old man and cultivating immortals

As a father, I want to give him a surprise this time. "

Qin Chuan did not hesitate after hearing this.

"No problem, my head agreed. Then where is your son, this head will bring it to you now."

Wang Zhixing said awkwardly: "I didn't ask, and he didn't say anything, so I can only trouble the master to use divination to calculate my son's position."

Before, he had always thought that Qin Chuan's immortal cultivation was just an illusion created by some kind of psychotropic medicine.

But after contacting for a long time, he gradually discovered that this is not an illusion, it is really cultivating immortals.

Now he wants to surprise Wang Jiajun, but only Qin Chuan can do it at this stage. .

And Qin Chuan also didn't find it troublesome. After all, Wang Zhixing helped him a lot at the beginning. Now that he has something to do, he can help him if he can.

So, he asked Wang Zhixing: "Uncle Wang, your son's name is Wang Jiajun, right?"

"exactly!"

"Then he should be your own?"

"Eh..." Wang Zhixing's head was full of black lines, "Sect Leader, what does this have to do with your own life?"

Qin Chuan explained: "This divination technique requires the use of media, such as hair, blood, clothes, etc. on the subject's body.

If none of these are available, people or things that have been in contact with the subject can also be used. "

"Uncle Wang, if you are biological, I will take a drop of blood from your body. With this drop of blood, you can quickly and accurately calculate the location of your son."

After Wang Zhixing heard this, he immediately stretched out his arm: "Sect Leader, I think it should be his own. You can try it with a drop of blood."

"Yes!" Qin Chuan immediately stretched out his finger, tapped Wang Zhixing's arm, and then a drop of blood flew out.

Afterwards, Qin Chuan performed the divination technique, his eyes immediately turned into Taiji patterns, and at the same time, dark smoke surrounded his body.

A few minutes later, the vision on Qin Chuan's body dissipated, and his eyes returned to normal.

"Master, can you give birth to me... Bah! Have you figured out where my son is?" Wang Zhixing said excitedly.

Qin Chuan nodded and filtered out the previous sentence: "Uncle Wang, your son has been found."

"Where is it?" Wang Zhixing was curious.

"Let me look at the map first."

Qin Chuan opened the phone map and searched carefully.

"found it."

Wang Zhixing immediately came over to have a look.

"Hengqi Mountain?"

"So remote?"

"What is he doing there?"

Wang Zhixing was puzzled.

Qin Chuan asked: "Uncle Wang, let's go now?"

"I'm going to do some shopping first."

"The head of the book will send you out first, and then take you there together."

...

Hengqi Mountain.

Wang Jiajun walked nearly a kilometer of steps and finally arrived at his destination before sunset.

The Hengqi Mountain Martial Arts Institute was right in front of him.

On both sides of the gate, there are two stone lion statues, which are very powerful and majestic.

After a short rest, Wang Jiajun stepped forward and knocked on the door.

Soon, the door opened, but only a small crack.

Through the crack of the door, one could see that the person who opened the door was a boy of twelve or thirteen years old.

The teenager was wearing exercise clothes and had dark skin.

Although the face looks childish, there is a bit of maturity between the brows.

The boy stared at Wang Jiajun and asked directly, "Who are you?"

Wang Jiajun gave his name with a smile on his face, and then said, "I'm here to find Gu Zhengqi, Master Gu, is he there?"

The boy was very honest: "Master is here, what can you do?"

Wang Jiajun was overjoyed, and said again: "Can you call Master Gu, I have something to talk to him one-sidedly."

"Then you wait outside the door."

"Good!"

Chapter 89 Children, please open the door

Inside the Martial Arts Academy, the architectural style is all antique design, full of strong ancient atmosphere, walking inside, it seems to have traveled to ancient times.

In the depths of the courtyard, under several huge ancient trees, there are three tables for the Eight Immortals, surrounded by a group of strong young people.

The finished glyphs of the three Eight Immortals tables.

At the table in the middle, there were twelve old men sitting.

The other two tables are middle-aged people and young people.

The old man was sipping tea and talking about things at the table, and the picture looked quite harmonious.

At this time, a young man hurried over, looked around, and then came behind a young man.

"Brother!" The boy patted the young man on the back and said.

The young man turned around, immediately made a silence gesture, and said in a very low voice: "Hush! Zhipeng, keep your voice down!"

The young man nodded understandingly, and then said: "Brother, there are people outside looking for Master."

The young man was startled, and then said: "Did that man say what he came to see Master for?"

The boy shook his head: "That's not true. The man said that he had something to say to Master face to face."

The young man thought for a while, and said: "Master, the old man is talking about something. I'm afraid I don't have time. Take me there to have a look."

"OK, all right!"

...

Outside the gate of Hengqi Mountain Martial Arts Institute, Wang Jiajun waited for a while, seeing that there was no movement, and then sat down on the steps.

At this time, there was movement at the door behind.

Wang Jiajun immediately stood up.

The door was still only opened a little bit, but there was one more young man.

The young man looked at Wang Jiajun seriously.

Wang Jiajun was also looking at him.

Gu Zhengqi should not be so young!

So he asked, "This little brother, who are you?"

The young man frowned, with a serious expression, and said directly: "What do you want from my master?"

Wang Jiajun said seriously: "A very important matter."

"You tell me, I can tell you the story." The young man spoke forcefully.

Wang Jiajun knew that it was difficult for this person to speak, and there was a high probability that he couldn't fool him.

So, he thought for a while, and then took out his police card.

He knew very well that once he took out his police certificate, his situation would become very dangerous.

However, in order to solve the case as soon as possible, Wang Jiajun is willing to take risks.

Furthermore, the police is a very dangerous profession.

To handle a case is to rise to the challenge.

If you don't take risks, the case will never come to light.

The young man was extremely shocked when he saw the police certificate.

"Why are the police here?" the young man murmured.

He knew that it was illegal to hold a martial arts exchange meeting privately.

Now, when the police came to the door, it would be troublesome.

When anxious, Wang Jiajun said: "Little brother, I really need to find Master Gu."

Sweat broke out on the young man's forehead, he thought for a while, and then said: "Well, Mr. Police, please wait a moment."

With that said, the youth is about to close the door.

But Wang Jiajun, who had already revealed his identity as a policeman, has become stronger now.

He patted the door with one hand, and said with a light smile, "I'm going in now, little brother, you shouldn't stop me!"

Realizing that the situation was not good, the young man winked at the young man beside him, and said with his lips: "Go to Master quickly."

The young man understood, and immediately ran to the courtyard to inform the master of the situation.

Not long after, more than a dozen elderly people came, and there was also a middle-aged man in a brown exercise suit.

Those old men are those on the table of the Eight Immortals, and the middle-aged man is Gu Zhengqi.

Although these old men have white hair and white eyebrows, their eyes are like torches, and their faces are full of red light, making them look very extraordinary.

One of the elders with long eyebrows stepped forward, clasped his fists at Wang Jiajun and said, "Comrade policeman, I, Gu Hongtao, is the headmaster of Hengqishan Martial Arts Academy."

Wang Jiajun also cupped his fists in return, said his name, and glanced at the people in front of him.

When I saw those white-haired old men, for some reason, I felt extremely oppressed, and at the same time, I felt a little scared in my heart.

Gu Hongtao spoke again: "I heard from the disciples in the courtyard that Police Officer Wang came to the city this time to look for Gu Zhengqi?"

Wang Jiajun nodded and said, "Exactly."

As soon as he finished speaking, Gu Zhengqi walked out.

"I am."

Wang Jiajun glanced at it in surprise, it was much younger than he imagined.

At this time, Gu Hongtao said again: "That Police Officer Wang, you see it will be dark soon, in my opinion, it's better to stay here for one night."

Wang Jiajun refused with a smile: "Thank you, Dean Gu, for your kindness. I will ask Master Gu for a few things, and I will go down the mountain after I finish asking. It won't take too long."

Gu Hongtao rubbed his long eyebrows, thought for a while, and said, "That's fine!"

Immediately, he looked at Gu Zhengqi: "Zhengqi, since Police Officer Wang is looking for you, it must be something very important, so you can't answer randomly."

"En!" Gu Zhengqi nodded.

Then, the old man and others walked away.

Gu Zhengqi brought Wang Jiajun to a gazebo.

The two sat down and looked at each other.

For a while, the air became quiet, and the atmosphere was a little unusual.

be quiet for a while,

Gu Zhengqi broke the calm.

"Officer Wang, you must be asking me about Mrs. Di!"

Gu Zhengqi's tone was very certain, as if he had expected it long ago.

When he heard that the police came to him, he knew that it must be because of Mrs. Di.