Abandoned the Immortal Cultivator, returned to his hometown to farm and sing

Chapter 1078 Chapter 1069

Chapter 1078 1069. Making up lies

After getting in the car, Bo Zhihong couldn't stop being excited. He pulled Yin Hao and said excitedly: "Big Brother, he is a master, absolutely a master. When he looked at me, my hair stood up."

"You ask me." Yin Hao laughed softly, "Is that so exaggerated? How come I'm fine?"

"You, are busy with too many worldly affairs, and your character is not as good as Hong'er's." Taoist Master Cheng also joined in.

Yin Hao smiled but didn't say anything.

The older the master gets, the more biased he becomes.

"How powerful is that old man? How does Master compare to you?" Bo Zhihong began to pester his master again.

Taoist Master Cheng shook his head, "It's hard to say..."

"Wow~~" That's what I mean, a super master.

The three masters and apprentices were chatting.

Uncle Li also joined in, mainly to amuse the child, and quietly asked Bo Zhihong: "Do you know why your hair stands on end? You haven't killed anyone, but that old man has, and more than one."

"Ah!" Bo Zhihong exclaimed, and then asked excitedly, "Who was killed, how was he killed, was he a spy?"

Uncle Li waved his hand and said, "The man just now is an old hero of this village. When he was young, he broke into the Japanese military airport alone."

This is something that only a true hero can do. Bo Zhihong recalled the heroic deeds he had seen for the country and the people, and asked hurriedly: "Did the old hero break into the military airport to destroy the plane, steal intelligence, or assassinate the Japanese officers?"

Uncle Li shook his head. "Neither. I just wanted to kill people. I killed one if I saw one. I killed two if I saw two. I chopped melons and vegetables one by one."

This is what he respects most in private, and this is all exaggeration.

Bo Zhihong was so excited that he almost screamed, "What a hero, what a hero!" He did it for nothing else but to kill people for the thrill.

He had a really great time that day.

I’ve been on a special plane, competed in martial arts with masters (I denied it verbally, but I was convinced in my heart), and entered a place where people stood guard with guns, and saw drones.

I met such an old master in this mountain village, and even his master had to call him senior.

He is still a great hero in seclusion, killing Japanese invaders and chopping melons and vegetables.

The young man felt that he was exactly like what was described in the novel. He had been learning martial arts from a master in the mountains for twelve years. As a young knight entering the martial arts world for the first time, he encountered many adventures, which was both knowledgeable and exciting.

Bo Zhihong was having a brain orgasm and was enjoying it so much.

Luo Yihang also spoke up, "Master Cheng, don't worry. Master Gonggong practices external martial arts and has some prejudices against internal martial arts, or he has prejudices against folk martial arts."

I'm embarrassed to say I look down on it.

Taoist Cheng shook his head: "I don't think too much. It's a great honor to meet the old hero."

After that, he asked curiously, which was what he wanted to say but didn't say, "My friend, the Kung Fu you used in the competition was taught by this old gentleman, right? Could it be the martial arts learned in the army?"

Luo Yihang pointed outside the car. Surrounded by mountains on all sides, flat farmland showed vitality.

"This place was originally the garrison of the Ming Dynasty. Grandpa Gonggong's ancestors were from the garrison. They have been passing down the art of the Ming Dynasty army. After practicing it, I feel that it is derived from the Jixiao New Book."

"No wonder." Yin Hao suddenly said, and he suddenly realized, "No wonder your steps are straight forward, slow in advance and fast in retreat. It's the way of fighting in the military formation, right? There is no trial moves, no contact, no fake moves in the hands, and the victory or defeat is decided at the first touch. This is also the way of fighting in the military. The goal is to kill with one blow."

Luo Yihang hadn't realized it at first, but after hearing what he said.

It seems to be my habit.

Anyway, no matter who you face, it will only take one strike. There is no real or fake distinction in the moves that Uncle Gou taught you, or what he calls the dealer's moves. You just need to find the opponent's weakness and strike hard. Once he's knocked down, quickly move on to the next one.

Luo Yihang quickly replied: "Brother Yin is really experienced. I didn't even notice it myself."

Yin Hao smiled, "That's because Mr. Luo has already engraved martial arts habits into his body, and has reached the state where his mind follows his body. Your techniques are more suitable for actual combat, and are very rare in today's martial arts world."

"I just practiced blindly. I didn't practice many times, so how could I have practical experience?" Luo Yihang said modestly. "Experience is gained through competition. Mr. Luo is so young, there will be many opportunities in the future. Let's communicate more in the future."

"That's a great feeling, I couldn't ask for more."

The two of them went back and forth and began to flatter each other's business.
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Just as he was enjoying the flute, Mr. Shi suddenly slapped his thigh and shouted, "Got it."

"What happened? What did you see?" Luo Yihang let go of the accelerator and asked hurriedly.

I thought the old man had seen some medicinal herbs again.

Mr. Shi did not answer, but pointed at Luo Yihang and said, "You, inherited the Jinyiwei."

What the hell? ?

Crunch! !
Luo Yihang subconsciously stepped on the brakes.

Stop the car.

Luo Yihang turned his head and said, "I have nothing to do with the Jinyiwei. Why did you suddenly say this?"

Mr. Shi stroked his beard, a little proud, "The Jinyiwei in the garrison are almost the same, they are all from the Ming Dynasty. Jinyiwei are famous and can scare people. I have to scare the foreign devils for you, so you have to be a Jinyiwei."

What logic is this?

Luo Yihang was speechless.

It turns out that Mr. Shi has been thinking about how to deceive people.

"It doesn't matter if you make up lies about me, but foreigners don't know about the Jinyiwei." Luo Yihang said helplessly.

"Who cares? The foreigners are powerful, so they naturally have the ability to know what the Jinyiwei are." Mr. Shi was sure of the Jinyiwei.

"I know." Uncle Li suddenly interrupted.

Luo Yihang looked at him in confusion, wondering why he was causing trouble too.

Uncle Li really wasn't making trouble. He continued, "There are legends about the Jinyiwei in Southeast Asia and the Middle East because of Zheng He's voyages to the West. There are also recent film and television works. There are records in the history books of the Arab world. And the contents of the records are, well, very exaggerated..."

For Luo Yihang's case, he had done a lot of homework during this period. He read a lot of information on politics, economics, relationships, myths and legends.

I don’t know how much effort was put into this.

So I felt no guilt in accepting two bottles of wine from him.

And what else can Luo Yihang do?

Since Uncle Li said so, I had no choice but to nod.

Let’s just call them Jinyiwei. They’re meant to scare people, the more exaggerated the better.

"And Jacques has been in charge of the Middle East and Europe and doesn't know us well."

"But the various legends about us and the mysterious Chinese Kung Fu are widely spread abroad, so he must know about them."

"Besides, Dubai is your territory, and you bribed the people around him..."

Mr. Shi's sudden inspiration seemed to open a door for Uncle Li.

From this, lines are drawn, filling in the details bit by bit.

By the time Luo Yihang's car drove down the mountain, Uncle Li had already sorted out his thoughts.

You can enjoy the mountain in front of you in a down-to-earth way.