The days of being parasitized by aliens

Guo Zurong also thought it was a bit funny, put Zhang Lin's shoulders, and said: "If someone really likes men, I think you still have a chance, but what if the other party likes women? It's not me, it's just your temper." It’s never too late to wait 100 years if you want to break up with someone.”

"Then what should I do? I've never chased a man before."

Zhang Lin is also dizzy, let alone a man, he has never chased even a woman, since his appearance and family background are usually posted by other people, why should he take the initiative himself.

Guo Zurong is not a law-abiding master, so he behaves well in front of the old man. Seeing Zhang Lin like this now, even if he made a bad idea, he whispered a bad idea in his ear. Although Zhang Lin felt something was wrong, he didn't. With the experience of chasing people, he can only be a dead horse as a living horse doctor, so he bit the bullet and accepted Guo Zurong's suggestion.

Light and dark

"Ahhhhh!!"

Tang Chen sneezed again, with a puzzled look on his face. Could it be that the frost was too severe today, or why would he keep sneezing all the time? This is now. If he was still strong before, he would never be afraid of the cold. Back at the age of 16, without the protection of his true energy, his various physical abilities have declined significantly.

"It seems that it's time to practice martial arts again, otherwise I won't even have the basic self-protection power."

Tang Chen had planned this for a long time, but he hadn't considered which kung fu to choose for re-cultivation. It was absolutely impossible for him to practice the "Poison Sutra" that he had practiced before. The pain of poisoning the heart, slowly torturing the muscles, bones and five internal organs, three years to achieve small success, ten years to achieve great success, it is a time-consuming martial arts, but what Tang Chen lacks most now is time, on the other hand, it is also out of energy considerations, The Poison Sutra dehumanizes people, which runs counter to the means of energy acquisition. Tang Chen will basically push himself to a dead end if he practices the Poison Sutra again.

"The Tang Sect's unique knowledge is nothing more than hidden weapons, poison scriptures, and feather-shocking steps. These three unique arts are not suitable for confrontation, and are more good at assassination and sneak attacks. But my Tang family has been passed down for thousands of years, and it has lasted for a long time. How could it be possible? Really only these three kung fu survive.”

I am afraid that only the patriarchs of the generations, including Tang Chen, know that the Tang family actually has two lines, the bright one and the dark one. In the dark side, the surname was changed to Guo. The Guo family in Huainan has been exposed to the world with the upright Yaoshun boxing method, which has been passed down for hundreds of years. It is also a well-regulated martial arts family.

The two families seldom communicate and move around, and they are distributed in the south and the north. No one would have thought that these two families are actually descendants of the surname Tang. This is why Guo Henian is so angry at the combination of Tang Chen and Tang Chen. Chen married a man, which broke the inheritance of Tang Jiaming's lineage. As the owner of the dark lineage, he naturally needed to do his best to stop it.

"Everyone who comes here is trying to find a way to get in, but I don't expect someone who is as idle as the old man to come here to enjoy the cool breeze."

The vicissitudes and steady voice broke Tang Chen's thoughts. When he came back to his senses, he had already walked to the pavilion in the middle of the lake in the garden. An old man with white temples was sitting alone in the pavilion, holding black stones in his left hand and white stones in his right hand, playing there comfortably. Go.

The old man has silver hair all over his head, but his skin is extremely smooth and radiant. Years of martial arts practice seems to have rejuvenated effect. He sits upright with a tall and straight back, and he doesn't see the old man's weakness at all. The familiar back is as heavy as a mountain, firmly imprinted In Tang Chen's eyes, at this moment Tang Chen could only smile bitterly, thinking to himself what's going on today, he actually pretended not to know people he knew well.

"It's not that the kid is idle, but the smell inside is too strong, making the kid a little out of breath, so he ran out to get some air."

Tang Chen made a bow, and stood outside the pavilion very politely. This pavilion and a chessboard constituted a world of its own. It would be rude for others to enter without an invitation from the owner.

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When the sunspot fell, the old man didn't turn around to look at Tang Chen, but he could let Tang Chen see the infinite pressure, "Smell? Hehe, that stench of copper is quite unpleasant, and the old man just lamented that this era no longer pays attention to Propriety, integrity and shame, faith in morality, but power and profit rule the way.”

"The old man is wrong." Tang Chen lowered his head and said with a mocking smile: "Throughout the history of the development of human society, power and profit have always been in power. There are hundreds of mountains that can be filled, and people have six desires but are endless. People have desires, it all depends on whether you are addicted to desires, or turn desires into the driving force for progress."

"You are young, but you can see it very clearly. Come on, you are qualified to play a game with the old man."

When the old man said that, Tang Chen didn't shirk it, took off his leather shoes and socks, and sat down barefoot like the old man, but as a junior, he didn't hold on first, but waited for the old man with a smile on his face.

The old man looked at the immature but familiar face, narrowed his eyes slightly, but didn't say much, holding the sunspot in his left hand, he dropped it without saying a word.

In the game of Go, the black chess is played first, because the black chess is advantageous, so the player who plays the black chess is required to pay a certain number of points, that is, after a game of chess is played, a certain amount of white chess is returned, but the old man is not like this, for Tang Chen who played the white chess Somewhat unfair.

Tang Chen naturally knew it too, but he was not annoyed at the old man's making things difficult for him. Once he was familiar with the old man, he knew that this was a way for the old man to complain, and it didn't matter if he relied on the old man to sell the old man.

"I have been studying Go for 40 years. Although I am not at the level of a top national player, it is not something that a brat like you can beat."

The old man is really merciless, Heizi's side is scheming, killing Baizi throws away his helmet and armor, what a miserable word, but compared to the way he ignored Tang Chen back then, when he met Tang Chen, he put on a bad face , this is already quite gentle.

"No, no, it's said that the waves behind the Yangtze River drive the waves ahead. It's not that the older you get, the stronger you get with Go."

Tang Chen is not a good stubble either, the traditional Chinese virtues of respecting the old and caring for the young are completely absent from him, the disadvantages ahead of Bai Zi are just a trap set by him, just to lure the sunspots into the urn, so that he can besieged and killed in one fell swoop.

Unexpectedly, the old man plucked his beard and smiled when he heard Tang Chen's words, and said, "The young man is right, but didn't your father tell you that ginger is old and spicy?"

Bai Zi was about to divide and strangle the sunspots, but unexpectedly, the old man dropped a sunspot, which was really the finishing touch, like a sword breaking through thousands of troops, cutting off Bai Zi's offensive directly, making Tang All of Chen's arrangements have become useless.

"What an old fox."

Tang Chen spat secretly, of course he knew that the old man's chess skills were unparalleled, and he might have seen through his arrangement, but there was no way it could be done, there was really going to be a game in the middle of the game, so he was suspicious, he was worried that the old man would see through the horizontal push directly, At that time, he is afraid that he will lose even more tragically.

"Stinky boy, who is the old fox? The old man is old, but his ears are still good."

Mr. Guo knocked Tang Chen on the forehead hard with his crutches. Tang Chen tried to avoid it, but the crutches followed him like a shadow, and still landed on his forehead. Another blow came. In the end, Tang Chen could only resign himself to his fate, curled up in a ball with his head in his arms, He kept yelling: "Help, the old man of the Guo family beat someone, I'm going to die, is there anyone, someone was killed."

"Okay, don't scream so miserable, the old man didn't even use [-]% of his strength, and you don't have any wounds on your body." Mr. Guo also widened his eyes. He didn't expect Tang Chen to be so shameless. Shouting over and seeing this scene, there will definitely be something bad to say, and then he won't have to hold this birthday banquet.

Seeing Guo Henian stop, Tang Chen patted the dust off his body, stood up, bowed and said, "Thank you, old man, for your mercy, Tang Ye is very grateful."

"So your name is Tang Ye? Hehe, your surname is Tang," the old man sneered a few times, and said, "Then you should know what I said seven years ago, that people surnamed Tang are not allowed to step into my Guo family. I saw that it doesn't matter if you are killed, do you really think that the old man dare not touch you?"

The old man is full of murderous intent. He has always said something about warriors like them, and he is decisive and ruthless. But if the old man really wanted to kill him, he would have died dozens of times, so Tang Chen could still keep smiling, respectful He said calmly: "Tang Family No. 80 Ninth Generation Ming Lineage Patriarch, Tang Ye, is here to meet Tang Family's Dark Line Patriarch Guo Heqian, following the death order of his father Tang Chen."

Last order, that means death, but upon hearing the news of Tang Chen's death, the old man didn't seem too surprised, not even a trace of sadness, he just sighed slightly: "More than three months ago, Chen'er let you go!" When the same life Gu in my place died, I knew that he did not exist in the world. I thought that your lineage would be cut off. Who would have thought that Chen'er would have such an illegitimate child as you when he was young? I can't kill Mingmai's clansmen, so your father's revenge can only be avenged by you yourself."

The same fate Gu is a unique fetish of the Patriarch of the Tang family. The Gu survives when people live, and the Gu dies when people die. In the hands of the master, and Tang Chen had no heirs at the time, so the same fate Gu was naturally handed over to Mr. Guo for safekeeping.

And when Tang Chen died, the same fate Gu would die naturally too, but no one expected that there would be alien parasitism at this time, and the dead Tang Chen would be revived. Otherwise, even if Tang Chen was more than ten years younger, but With the old man's eyesight, he can still find a lot of flaws, and it won't be that now he just looks like his son and Lao Tzu.

"I don't need it. I am capable of repaying this revenge myself. A group of white-eyed wolves are not worth your hand, old man."

Tang Chen deliberately pretended