Chuanwu: Going back to the village to show off?I add some martial arts to become a saint

"Then you can't be so willful."

The doctor was very angry, as if he didn't notice the frozen atmosphere, he chattered endlessly:

"Your blood pressure is so high, did you not sleep well yesterday?"

Zheng Kefu narrowed his eyes slightly, and there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, "Last night, when I thought about meeting the person I wanted to see, I was so excited that I practiced shooting all over the place."

"Look!"

The doctor helped his forehead helplessly and wanted to give instructions, but was interrupted by Zheng Wan.

"Doctor Lin, don't worry, I will tell the old man, we have some family affairs now, please..."

Hearing this, the doctor also reacted, looked at Zheng Kefu, then at Lin Qing who was standing not far away, then nodded, and left with the box.

Zheng Kefu pinched the Buddha beads in his hand, and focused his eyes on Lin Qing, with an elusive expression on his face.

The moment the other party looked at him, Lin Qing had the illusion that he was being watched by a wild beast.

He didn't take the initiative to speak, but looked at him blankly.

For a moment, the huge room fell into dead silence.

At this moment, the old man closest to Lin Qing stood up like a tiger descending the mountain, with a knife in his eyes, and said in a deep voice:

"The innermost chair is reserved for you, let me take you there!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his hand was like an eagle's claw, and he pressed Lin Qing's shoulder suddenly, his shoulder sleeve swishing.

The ancient Eagle Claw Fist, specially hit joints and acupoints!

Not to mention ordinary people, even if a martial artist is hit by this claw, his shoulders will probably be crippled.

The other party is planning to show him off.

Lin Qing didn't move, letting the other party rest on his shoulders.

Then, he exploded with energy, all the muscles in his body violently exerted force, and his shoulders shook slightly.

The incomparably terrifying force made the old man take a few steps back, his pupils constricted, words filled with disbelief.

Lin Qing smiled slightly and said, "Young people are very angry, it is more comfortable to stand."

"Full body strength?!"

The old man cried out in surprise.

His right hand, which was hidden behind his back, trembled from Hua Jin's shock, numb and weak.

At this moment, the expressions of the elders in the audience became more and more dignified.

Zheng Wan's beautiful eyes widened even more, she was slightly dazed.

As a family of martial arts, she certainly knows these three realms.

Fu Bo said before that Lin Qing is the youngest master of Anjin.

However, in just one month, he actually mastered Huajin.

Bang!

An old man patted the table trembling, stood up and cupped his hands in a cold voice: "Wang's fist, please!"

Lin Qing looked at him calmly, then slowly raised one palm, and put the other behind his back.

Seeing this scene, anger flashed in the old man's eyes.

The opponent's gesture obviously didn't take him seriously.

Let me give you a hand, so what?

Just when he was about to rush forward, Zheng Kefu, who had been silent all this time, waved his hand.

"Okay."

The old man looked ugly, snorted coldly, and dusted off his Tang suit.

Zheng Kefu sipped his teacup and said with a smile: "I said this kid is not simple, but you still don't believe me, why come here to embarrass yourself?"

"Humph."

The old man's face was livid, and he sat back.

The smile in Zheng Kefu's eyes did not diminish, and he continued: "You old men, you are still the same as you were when you grow up, and you just love the old rules. What a big deal this is."

"I, Zheng Kefu, appreciate it, but everyone, please go back. The Zheng family will handle the family affairs of the Zheng family."

Hearing this, a group of old people got up and left. Before leaving, they glanced at Lin Qing and remembered the young man deeply.

After a while, only Zheng Kefu's grandson and Lin Qing were left in the room.

"Wanwan, close the door."

The old man leaned on the grand teacher's chair and said in a low voice.

"Yes."

Zheng Wan nodded and closed the door.

The room fell silent again.

Zheng Kefu pressed his knee with one hand, leaned forward slightly, and looked back and forth at Lin Qing.

The aura emanating from that body was like a tiger descending a mountain, and Zheng Wan's heartbeat couldn't help but speed up a bit.

Lin Qing's face was a bit calm, as if he didn't feel the invisible oppression of the other party at all, and he looked at him.

For a while, neither of them spoke.

"Hahahahahaha!"

Suddenly, Zheng Kefu laughed wildly.

His laughter was like a gale passing through a withered stake, and a sharp knife across the blackboard, making those who listened annoyed.

Zheng Kefu laughed dazedly until he coughed violently and his body trembled like chaff.

Lin Qing:? ? ?

Could it be that the old man is bewildered, don't just recite it with a smile before you get an explanation.

Tears welled up in his eyes, and he stroked his palm like a demon:

"Okay, okay, the whole body is full of energy, that's great!"

"grandfather."

Seeing his complexion turn red and turn pale, Zheng Wan hurriedly supported his back and said worriedly: "The doctor ordered you not to fluctuate too much."

Zheng Kefu took a sip of tea and took a long time to recover.

Then, he pointed at Lin Qinglang and said: "Lin Qing, seeing you this time, I have three things, we are still early, peel them off, crush them, one by one!"

Having said this, Zheng Kefu's expression sank, and he raised a finger: "The first thing is the story of Zheng Huaigu, the eldest disciple of Zheng's Bajimen."

"I'll give you an explanation today. Do you want to listen?"

Chapter 102 Tinder!

Hearing this, Lin Qing's face darkened slightly.

What happened in that ancient era?

If you look at it from Zheng Huaigu's point of view, it is an unchangeable fact that the family members backstab and walk alone all their lives.

But the essence of a matter is by no means enough to draw conclusions from just one perspective.

So when Lin Qing walked into Zheng's house, he didn't kill all directions like the male protagonist in the novel.

"speak."

Lin Qing spoke slowly.

Zheng Kefu didn't speak immediately, but fell into deep thought for a long time.

"Boy, I told you in advance that I am the only one who knows about this past."

"From now on, you will treat me as a storyteller. As for whether you believe what I say or not, it's up to you. I don't want to use this to change your opinion of me."

Lin Qing nodded and listened attentively.

Zheng Wan at the side took a deep breath, concentrating, for fear that she might miss half a word next.

She was sure that the story Zheng Kefu was about to tell had never been told to anyone in the family.

For the Zheng family, this is equivalent to a taboo, no one dares to ask, for fear of offending the old man.

But now, Zheng Kefu didn't let her leave, which meant that he could understand the past of that year.

"First of all, I want to tell you that there is basically no way out of this matter and the result you know."

"Yes, the elder brother was pushed out by his wife to take revenge, and I can tell you with certainty that before the lottery, the three of us discussed it and finally made this decision."

Hearing this, Lin Qing's face darkened.

He could imagine that when Dr. Zheng learned that he was stabbed in the back by the person he trusted the most, and pushed out by the person who was regarded as his mother since childhood, his grief would be greater than death.

"But if I tell you, we are here to keep him?"

Zheng Kefu's expression was calm, and he spoke eloquently.

"Zheng Kefu, I'm afraid you lost your head laughing."

Lin Qing rushed his head angrily, with a three-pointed coldness on his face.

This nonsense reason is simply lying to children.

"Do you know who the enemy of our Zheng family is?"

Zheng Kefu raised his voice by three points: "Great East Asia Ching Wu Gai!"

Hearing this, Lin Qing was stunned.

At this moment, he seemed to understand what Zheng Kefu meant by preservation.

"And you know that Han Siping, the head of the Great East Asian Fist of Martial Arts Association, is that shameless little thief who betrayed his country and seeks glory!"

"Back then, when the Japanese pirates came, he led his disciples to surrender to the enemy first. My Zheng Baji was unwilling to surrender, and my master was shot to death when he went to Xiaojinlou to negotiate with them!"

Having said this, Zheng Kefu subconsciously clenched his fists.

"The master has three apprentices in total. The eldest apprentice has learned the master's confidence, which is Bajiquan; the second apprentice has studied the theoretical system and became a martial artist at a young age; only the third apprentice can't do anything. Gun fur."

"The three of us are orphans adopted by the master. Killing a master is like killing a father. No matter who it is, they want to kill Han Siping to avenge the master."

Speaking of this, Zheng Kefu flashed a flash of thought in his eyes, and said with a smile:

"I still remember, what the master often scolded me was, you little bastard, stop learning martial arts, you might as well go out on the stage and play with guns."

Zheng Wan beside her was completely shocked.

In her impression, grandpa was already powerful enough, but she did not expect that the two senior brothers had attainments in their respective fields, especially senior senior Zheng Huaigu.

Zheng Kefu took a sip of tea and continued after a while:

"The question is, who should avenge this hatred?"

Hearing this, Lin Qing fell into silence.

He knew very well what it meant to be a devil in those days. Once he took revenge, what Zheng's Baji would have to face would be the massacre of the garrison.

"The night before the lottery, my wife called me and the second senior brother over, and asked us if we would like to keep the senior brother."

Zheng Kefu grinned, "My second senior brother and I agreed without thinking about it."

He took a sip of tea, and the hand holding the porcelain cup trembled a little:

"Revenge must be avenged; but Zheng's Baji must also keep a ray of fire."

"So, Mistress thought of a way to walk alone."

"Adhering to the solitary way, no longer has anything to do with the teacher, can't pass on the art, can't get involved in the disputes of the world, and will be lonely for the rest of his life."

"This is a no-way solution, at least Zheng's Baji has been preserved.?"

"The senior brother who is the most skilled in Bajiquan has become the candidate for the teacher's wife, but he is too arrogant and devotes himself to martial arts. If he knows the truth, he will definitely not agree."