country warlock

The soldiers who drove sent Qin Feng to a small building, and immediately a guard came and took Qin Feng into a reception room: "Comrade Qin Feng, please wait here for a while, the chief will come to see you soon."

Qin Feng nodded, only to hear someone outside the door saying with a smile: "No need to wait, old man, I'm already here."

Qin Feng stood up quickly, and an old man wearing military uniform without epaulettes or identification badges walked in. Qin Feng saw that it was the old soldier he saw at the shooting range that day. The scar on half of his face made people think Afraid, the smile on half of the face makes people feel close to each other, and it feels very weird.Fortunately, Qin Feng saw a lot of various diseases and bloody wounds, so he didn't care at all about the loyal appearance of the old soldier.

The old man walked slowly to the sofa with his hands behind his back, and motioned Qin Feng to sit down: "My name is Geng Zhong, I believe you should know who I am, hehe, don't be nervous, I asked you to come and chat, it's just an old man and a junior whom I admire They're just chatting casually."

Geng Zhong waved to the guards, the little soldier snapped to attention and saluted, then turned and walked out of the reception room and closed the door gently.

Geng Zhong looked at Qin Feng kindly. This feeling was very strange. Although his seriously injured face was ugly, his eyes and expression really conveyed the kindness: "Children, when you get older, people tend to miss the past. The last time I met you when I was shooting a target, besides cherishing your talents, I also had other emotions, Qin Feng, your appearance always makes me feel very familiar."

Geng Zhong sat up straight nervously, and leaned forward slightly because of concentration: "May I ask, who are your parents?"

"Parents?" Qin Feng said blankly: "I am an orphan, raised by my master. Besides my master, only Mr. Lu Qian from the Lu family in the provincial capital has seen my mother."

"Orphan?" Although Geng Zhong had already read Qin Feng's information, the old man murmured in disappointment: "Then did your mother leave any memory?"

Qin Feng thought of his own jade pendant, he quickly took it out, leaned closer to Geng Zhong: "My mother kept this, and a charlatan named Meng Dawei said that this kind of thing is a spirit beast, called Chenghuang."

Originally thought that Geng Zhong would have some clues, but the old soldier frowned for half a minute and shook his head blankly: "I don't know, and I have no impression."

Geng Zhong pointed to his head sadly: "I suffered a lot of injuries during that period of war, as you can see, some injuries were on the head, so it affected my memory somewhat. I think there may be some I can’t remember people and things. Your appearance makes me feel very familiar and kind, so this time I specially asked you to come and chat with me, old man. Alas, I didn’t expect people to be old and useless, so I still can’t remember. "

Qin Feng nodded in disappointment and put the pendant away.Proficient in medical science, he carefully weighed and observed Geng Zhong's roots. With Geng Zhong's figure and age, the possibility of him being his father is very slim. I just can't get up.

Sighing for a while, Geng Zhong finally smiled freely: "Forget it, don't think about it if you can't think about it. Anyway, those things about life and death are nothing to make people happy. I will explain it to the life secretary and wait for the old man to ask me someday." You've got your hair up, maybe you'll remember who your relatives are when you look back, and he must tell you when the time comes."

Qin Feng looked at Geng Zhong, and he could see that this old man had indeed suffered a lot of injuries and looked quite old: "If Grandpa Geng can be trusted, let me take your pulse and see how your health is going. "

Geng Zhong was a little surprised and said with a smile: "I didn't expect that you, a little brat, are good at martial arts, but also good at medicine?"

Qin Feng smiled and nodded: "I grew up in a mountain village and never went to school. I learned these things from my master since I was a child, which made Grandpa Geng laugh."

Geng Zhong laughed loudly: "If you haven't been to school, you will be laughed at. Hahaha, I don't even know how to read. I learned it in a literacy class. It's been so many years. People call me an old man. What do I write?" Yes, it’s more difficult than asking me to kill devils, because the handwriting is too ugly to handle. By the way, you haven’t been to school, so you can’t read, right?”

"Hehe, I followed Master in Taoist temples since I was a child, reading Taoist scriptures and copying medical books, and my handwriting is not bad..."

There was a happy chat in the room, and the two guards standing at the door looked at each other, thinking that the chief hadn't laughed so loudly for a long time, the first one of them whispered: "Hey, the commander is so kind to this kid, don't Some kind of relative of the commander?"

Another little soldier glared at his comrade-in-arms: "Don't talk nonsense! The entire commander's family was killed by the reactionaries, and the son's body was hung on a big tree. The commander untied it himself. Where are the lost relatives?"

"Ah?" The guard's eyes turned red when he heard such a tragedy for the first time. He turned his head and looked at the closed door of the reception room, thinking that it would be good if this young man named Qin Feng came, so as to give the chief an ordinary life. It's good to add a little laughter.

Qin Feng put his hand on Geng Zhong's wrist, the old commander looked at him with a smile, only to see Qin Feng frowned, with a surprised expression on his face.

It stands to reason that Geng Zhong is over 70 years old and has suffered many injuries. Judging from his appearance, he should be old and frail. Unexpectedly, the old man's pulse is strong and powerful, and the true energy in his body is circulating continuously. He is a master of both internal and external practice, and when he flicked his wrist, a stronger force rushed out immediately.

Geng Zhong put his hand on the coffee table, and when the old commander got angry, the teacup and ashtray on the table suddenly jumped up strangely, and a sharp energy condensed from his hand into a knife intent to slash at Qin Feng finger.

Compared with the sword, the sword has always been domineering, and a person of Geng Zhong's age can still emit such a strong sword intent, so Qin Feng couldn't help but shouted "Hello".

Raising the two fingers that gave the old commander his pulse, Qin Feng pointed out the teacup and other objects that bounced up and flew towards him. The teacup in mid-air was suddenly blocked and swayed gently between Qin Feng and Geng Zhong .If this scene is seen by outsiders, they will probably be scared to death: a teacup and an ashtray are floating in the air strangely, Geng Zhong is waving his right hand from time to time, Qin Feng is constantly pointing out, gusts of knife wind The sword intent caused the two porcelain objects to swing and float in mid-air without falling.

Qin Feng was secretly surprised while pointing out his fingers. As expected, his internal martial arts would not decline due to his age. He had used [-]% of his true energy, and the old man opposite him was still smiling and swaying freely. Too bad.

"Old man, be careful." Qin Feng reminded, with a touch of his right hand, the real martial arts finger, infused with [-]% of his true energy, forcibly broke through the wind and stabbed at Geng Zhong's side. This extremely sharp sword finger only heard a chirp, and there was a finger-sized hole in the wooden sofa on his left.

"Crack~"

The outcome of this competition has been decided, Qin Feng quickly caught the falling teacup with his sharp eyes, but he didn't have so many hands to save the ashtray.The out-of-control ashtray fell to the ground and made a noise. Fortunately, the ground was made of wood, so the glass ashtray did not break, but the noise had already alarmed the guards at the door.

"Chief, are you alright?" The guard opened the door and came in, watching the situation in the room vigilantly. Qin Feng smiled awkwardly, and bent down to pick up the ashtray.

"It's nothing, nothing." Geng Zhong waved his hand and said, "It's just a martial arts competition with this brat, it's not a big deal."

The two guards looked at Qin Feng in surprise: to learn martial arts with the commander?The old chief hadn't made a move for several years.They wanted to stay to see what happened, but the commander waved his hands again and again, so they closed the door curiously and retreated.

Qin Feng clasped his fists in admiring habit: "Grandpa Geng is always strong and strong, which is really admirable. I don't know which sect you are from?"

Geng Zhong laughed loudly: "What kind of school, school, I am not. My kung fu was passed on to me by the masters in the army. Hehe, there are book boys for those who study, and fairy boys for those who practice Taoism. Those of you who learn swords have sword boys, and I am the sword boy who sharpens knives."

"Sword boy? Is it some kind of world-famous swordsman?"

Geng Zhong said with a smile: "There are no swordsmen. At that time, the soldiers were in chaos. Those with a little ability and ability all joined the army. I was in the big sword team to help 30 warriors sharpen their swords. Of course, it is impossible for me, a little brat, to sharpen their swords. Mo, we had more than [-] people at that time, they were considered boy scouts, the five hundred strong men and the captain of the sword would teach everyone if nothing happened, but my talent was higher, and I was from the same town as a strong man of the internal sword, so I learned better than others some more."

"The old man's knife is indeed very powerful," Qin Feng sighed sincerely: "I have tried my best, and if it is a real sword, a life-and-death fight, I don't think I may be the old man's opponent."

Geng Zhong laughed and said: "Then don't be polite to me, you cunning little guy, do you think I don't know how much strength you have left? And I see that your sword is so fierce, it is impossible to just practice sword A fool who doesn’t actually fight, right? Come, walk behind with me, meet the boys in my guard platoon, and let me teach you two tricks by the way.”

Qin Feng was overjoyed when he heard the words. What people who learn martial arts lack most is mastery. One of the characteristics of martial arts in our country is that they will not easily reveal the essence of their own kung fu to others. If you can't ask for it, you must know that most of the abandoned disciples are either directly slaughtered, or they are beaten stupid or have lost their martial arts and are thrown away in some unknown place to be guarded.

Qin Feng already felt very lucky to be able to obtain the inner-family mind-set of the famous sect from Zhu Ganglie. Looking at Mr. Geng Zhong's posture today, it is because of his "familiar face" that he cherishes his talents and plans to pass on some tricks. The pinnacle of foreign martial arts?

However, following the old commander to the open space behind the small building, Qin Feng couldn't help being a little disappointed after watching the practice of seven or eight young men in the guard platoon.The so-called special skills are usually very few people. These seven or eight young men should be the elite of the guard platoon. Seven or eight of them practice boxing and grappling in turns.