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Zhang Taiping returned to the previous place, and now the situation of the two martial arts halls is a bit embarrassing.The family of Smiling Tiger could not continue because the challenger was injured, and the family of Zhang Donglai was because the one who defeated the challenger was an outsider.

The old man holding the iron guts asked Zhang Donglai, "Who is this?"

Zhang Donglai laughed but didn't say anything.

Up to this point, the kicking game could not go on any longer, and the group of Smiley Tiger hugged their fists together and got up to say goodbye and leave.Before leaving, the old man holding iron courage asked Zhang Taiping: "I don't know what to call my brother?"

"Zhang Taiping." Zhang Taiping cupped his fists.

"Zhang Taiping?" The old man chewed on the name and left slowly.He planned to ask someone to inquire about the origin of this person when he went back, but he was doomed to fail.

After all the outsiders had left, Zhang Donglai welcomed them back into the room. After sitting down, he introduced: "This is my son Zhang De, who opened this martial arts gym. What happened today made everyone laugh. This is his grandson Zhang Honggang. "Then introduced Zhang Taiping and others.

After getting acquainted with each other, Zhang Taiping didn't want to exchange too many pleasantries. He had already confirmed that this family is the descendant of Zhang Wufu, so he said straight to the point: "I learned that the old man's grandfather is Zhang Wufu, but here is something I want to give back to you. Home?"

"A thing?" Zhang Donglai wondered, "I don't know what it is?"

Zhang Taiping said: "You should know that your ancestor is famous for his sword skills? He is a well-known swordsman from all over the world."

"Swordsman?" Zhang Honggang hadn't heard of it, Zhang De had heard of it a little bit, and Zhang Donglai knew it clearly, "I know this, but it's just that I'm insulting my ancestor's reputation."

Zhang Taiping smiled and didn't comment, and continued: "This time I came here because I want to return a sword book written by your ancestor." He took out the sword book and handed it over.

Hearing Zhang Taiping's words, Zhang Donglai's eyes suddenly lit up. He took the knife manual and didn't look through it in a hurry. Instead, he looked directly at Zhang Taiping and said, "Your surname is also Zhang. I don't know how it is related to my grandfather?"

Zhang Taiping knew that he might be a little bit off, he shook his head slightly and said: "Speaking of it, he is a half-disciple."

"Oh." Zhang Donglai's expression calmed down, and he began to flip through the knife manual in his hand.In Zhang Wufu's time, the Zhang family was famous for their sword skills, but with the disappearance of Zhang Wufu, the Zhang family quickly became lonely, and their sword skills disappeared, and there is no sign of using a knife at all.Now that he has acquired his grandfather's knife technique, although it cannot be said that he can regain the glory of the past, it is possible to revive the family in the small circle of Kung Fu.

After finally suppressing the excitement in his heart, he handed the sword manual to Zhang De, and asked Zhang Taiping, "Where did Mr. Zhang meet his grandfather?"

"In the mountains of the Qinling Mountains." Zhang Taiping said, "But I didn't see him in person. When I accidentally entered that valley, most of the people inside were already dead. Only this knife book left some information."

"Sigh." Zhang Donglai said with a sigh, "I didn't expect my grandfather to spend his later years in the mountains of the Qinling Mountains. It's also us who are unfilial juniors who didn't serve him by his side."

Zhang Taiping was just talking, but didn't strike up a conversation.

After pondering for a while, Zhang Donglai asked: "I don't know what is Mr. Zhang's request for sending the knife manual?"

Zhang Taiping shook his head: "This time I came here mainly to participate in the flower fair. Returning the Daoshu is just a drop in the road. I have practiced this Daoshu. It is a half-disciple of Mr. Zhang Wufu. It says to find someone to hand it over to me." I was going to pass it on to my disciples. Some time ago, a person recognized the source of this sword technique and told me that Mr. Zhang Wufu still has descendants alive, so he came up with the idea of ​​returning the sword manual. Although the sword manual has been returned to you now, the plan to pass on the sword technique to the disciples will not change."

Hearing what Zhang Taiping said, Zhang De's face changed slightly, while Zhang Donglai waved his hand with a smile and said, "It's okay, Mr. Zhang got the saber manual in the first place, so it's natural to pass it on to whoever you want first."

"That's good." Zhang Taiping nodded.

"I don't know who recognized this saber technique?" Zhang Donglai asked again.

"I learned it from a lame man with a knife years ago."

"The cripple with a knife." Zhang Donglai narrowed his eyes, the light inside was condensed into the tip of a needle, and asked with some urgency, "Have you fought against each other?"

Zhang Taiping nodded: "We exchanged ideas a little bit."

"How about victory or defeat?" Zhang Donglai's voice became a little nervous when asked here.

"Slightly better." Zhang Taiping said modestly.But Wang Gui had witnessed that duel with his own eyes, and it was definitely not as simple as being slightly better.

"Phew." Zhang Donglai said with a long sigh of relief, "It's amazing, it's amazing, it's really terrifying for future generations." In fact, although the Zhang family lost the essence of saber techniques, they still have some saber techniques. The sword technique left over from the early years was once compared to that lame swordsman, but he lost.

Now that the saber manual has been returned, Zhang Taiping didn't have any demands, so he has no intention of continuing to bring it here.Standing up and cupping his fists, he said, "If that's the case, I'll take my leave."

Zhang De stood up and said hastily: "Don't be in a hurry, don't be in a hurry, it's not too late to leave after eating."

Zhang Taiping shook his head and said: "Forget about eating, there are still companions waiting elsewhere."

Seeing Zhang Taiping's resolute attitude, Zhang Donglai didn't try to persuade him to stay, but said: "I wonder when Mr. Zhang will return to Xi'an?"

"Just recently." Zhang Taiping could roughly guess what Zhang Donglai wanted to say.

Sure enough, Zhang Donglai said: "I don't know if I can go with Mr. Zhang, I'm going to bring my grandfather's body back to the ancestral grave."

It is a Chinese tradition to settle down and relocate. In the eyes of the older generation, it is a very solemn thing to enter the ancestral grave after death. Zhang Taiping readily agreed: "Of course." After speaking, they left a phone call with each other. .

"Just give me a call when Mr. Zhang leaves."

After they left, Zhang Decai asked his father, "Are these people just sending sword books?"

Zhang Donglai pondered and said: "It should be like this, otherwise I can't think of any other purpose."

"It's just that he said just now that this saber technique might be passed on to his apprentices, father, look."

Before Zhang De finished speaking, Zhang Donglai knew what he meant, and scolded: "I know what you have done these years, please, don't think that you have some skills and become unscrupulous. Do you know who the lame swordsman is? "

"The lame swordsman, the lame swordsman. Could it be...?" Zhang De was surprised.

"It's good to know. That cripple can kill your yard clean with a single knife, let alone the person who defeated the cripple?" Zhang Donglai said angrily, "So it's best to put away your little thoughts, Don't get yourself into trouble. Besides, it's already benevolent and righteous to return the knife book, so don't ask for anything else."

"I see." Zhang De felt Zhang Taiping's strength now, nodded and said, "Father really intends to go to Xi'an with them?"

"Well, your great-grandfather's bones must be moved back." Zhang Donglai said, "You prepare some things, and I will take them with you when the time comes."

"Ok."

After coming out of the martial arts hall, the few people didn't stay any longer, and went directly to the Luoshui family's place by car.It was already evening when we returned to the residence, but Yang Wanli hadn't come back yet, so Zhang Taiping called him.

Yang Wanli asked with a smile, "How is the matter going?"

"The process is a bit complicated, but it's done. How is your business going?"

"I took a look in the peony garden in the morning. Those nurseries are not bad, and the negotiation has been completed. The purpose of this visit has been achieved. In the afternoon, I went to the flower fair. In the evening, I looked here. I won’t go back there after staying here for one night.” Yang Wanli said, “That’s right, and your pot of peony flowers can really be ranked, at least it’s in the top ten right now, as for the specific rankings, we won’t be able to do so until tomorrow morning.” Know."

This was an unexpected surprise, Zhang Taiping didn't care too much, and said casually: "I won't go there tomorrow, you help take care of it."

"No problem." Yang Wanli said with a smile, "Oh, there is one more thing. I met a friend here and learned that a fur conference will be held here soon. Why don't we go and see it?"

"The Fur Conference? What's going on?" Zhang Taiping asked.

Yang Wanli said: "It's inconvenient to talk about specific matters over the phone. I'll talk about them in detail when I go back at noon tomorrow."

"Well, let's talk about it when you come back."