The actor's mental state is not stable

Chapter 56 Big Gun?

Nowadays, there are a lot of masters these days, and the names of each one are so big and scary.

What xx generations of successors, qigong masters, masters, sword masters...

What really shocked Huo Yunting was his name, Yu Chenghui.

Whether it's a warrior or an actor, everyone has heard of his name more or less.

This one has real kung fu.

Clasped fists with both hands, bowed slightly, "Boy Huo Yunting, I met Mr. Yu."

"Hehe, you're too polite." Yu Chenghui stroked his beard with a smile on his face.But that domineering momentum never faded away, "Little friend, sit down quickly, you are the master."

That's the case, but in front of Mr. Yu, even his father seemed a little more nervous.

The champion of the East China Martial Arts Competition in 1963 is not just a joke.

Not to mention that people can also create their own swordsmanship - if you go back a few decades, you will be the founder of the sect.

"Senior Yu, I'm still nagging you to wait here, I'm going to change my clothes, and I'll come right after I pack up."

"Little friend, you are being polite. I came to bother you without saying hello. The old man is here to apologize to you."

After all, I will bend down and bow.

This startled Huo Yunting, and quickly supported him.How can I let my seniors bend down and bow their heads for me?

"Don't, Senior Yu, you are trying to shorten my life."

Helping him back to the chair, Huo Zhongde accompanied him to tea, and Chen Caiping took Huo Yunting to the back room.

After changing his clothes, he was not in a hurry to go to the living room. Chen Caiping pulled him and whispered about Yu Chenghui's visit.

The old sword master didn't come much earlier than him, he just happened to catch up.

Yu Chenghui arrived on the front foot, and Huo Yunting came back on the back foot.

"Mom, who else knows about Mr. Yu's visit?"

Chen Caiping shook her head, "This old man is very low-key, he has wrapped himself up tightly. No one knows except me and your father."

"That's good." Huo Yunting nodded.

The sword master Yu Chenghui visited Huojiazhuang. If news of this kind of news spread, people from all over the world would probably come to see it.At that time, his house will directly become a scenic spot.

"By the way, Mom, don't let my father know about this." After thinking about it, Huo Yunting warned again.

The famous sword master Yu Chenghui came to visit, let his father know about this kind of thing-with his arrogance, the two old men must have a touch.

They are all fragile items, what should I do if something happens?
"Don't worry, I don't know about this kind of thing."

Returning to the living room, he cupped his fists and saluted respectfully, "Boy Huo Yunting, I pay my respects to Senior."

"Hehehe, little friend, please take a seat."

Huo Yunting nodded slightly, his eyes fixed on Chenghui.

What else could the famous sword master do if he came to him?It's all caused by the word Chuanwu.

He is from Yantai, Shandong, and the name of Renqiu Chuanwu is almost spreading throughout North China, there is no reason for Yu Chenghui not to know.

Another chair was brought to Chen Caiping, and Huo Yunting took the seat.

His father accompanied Yu Chenghui to talk about the differences in martial arts between the North and the South, and Huo Yunting interjected from time to time, and the conversation was very pleasant.

But after all, it didn't mention the contest.

Huo Yunting was puzzled, he, a member of the Shandong people's congress, ran all the way to Hebei to find him, why not compete in martial arts?
I rushed home early to spend more time with my parents, not to compete with this old man.

After thinking about it again, he saw the right moment and interjected, "Senior Yu, I heard that you are a disciple of the Mantis Sect, and that the two-handed Mantis sword you created is highly practical and entertaining. Can this junior see you?"

"Little friend, no, may I call you Yunting?"

"Senior Yu can call you whatever you want."

"Yunting, it's not decades ago, why do you have to speak so politely? Besides, you've been driving all night, and you haven't eaten yet, right?"

After he said this, his stomach twitched, and a feeling of hunger came over him.

It really is.

I took the train all night and took the taxi all morning.In addition to going to the mall to buy all kinds of tobacco, alcohol and gifts, a series of messy things piled up, and my mind was almost muddled.

"Hey, look at my brain, I'm going to cook. Mr. Yu, you can eat from here at noon. Don't go."

Chen Caiping patted her sleeves, got up and walked to the kitchen.

Huo Yunting also followed behind, nodded apologetically, "Senior Yu, I'll help."

"Why don't I help? It's embarrassing to eat for nothing."

"Don't, Senior Yu, just let my father chat with you."

Easy lunch.After frying a few vegetables, he heated up the Dezhou Braised Chicken bought by Huo Yunting, and then stewed a pot of rice.

Although Yu Chenghui is over sixty years old, his appetite is not weaker than that of Huo Yunting, a middle-aged man.

Even dry three bowls of rice.

Don't suddenly have to go to the toilet three times.

Inexplicably, an extremely offensive thought suddenly appeared in Huo Yunting's mind.

After eating, I smoked two more cigarettes, which can be considered as a waste of food.

Chen Caiping went to wash the dishes, while Huo Zhongde and his son chatted with Yu Chenghui.

After chatting for a long while, Yu Chenghui looked sideways at Huo Yunting, "Yunting, the name Renqiu Chuanwu was spontaneously promoted by dozens of masters for you?"

"...They just want to keep it in mind." After a long silence, Huo Yunting spoke silently.

"There are quite a few people wanting to come and try you these days—— Chuanwu, it's too big."

Huo Yunting frowned, "You mean someone came to harass my parents during my absence?"

"I don't know." Yu Chenghui answered simply.

"At least after I heard about it, I stopped all those eager kids." Yu Chenghui smiled, "It's enough for me to try you."

"call……"

After exhaling the smoke and putting out the cigarette, Huo Yunting got up and walked towards the courtyard.

"Senior Yu, please."

Outside was a vast expanse of whiteness, and snowflakes were falling rustlingly, grabbing Huo Yunting's hair with claws and claws, and the snow on the ground was an inch thick.

Yu Chenghui took off his hat and stepped out the door.But he stopped and looked back at Chen Caiping who was biting her finger.

"You two, it's just that Yunting and I have had a hard time. Don't worry so much."

After all, he got up and walked into the yard.

Chen Caiping stood at the door, looking worriedly, and then twisted viciously at Huo Zhongde's back.

The expression is ruthless, but the energy is not strong.

"Didn't you say that he was nicknamed Juggernaut? Why is our son so capable of fighting people?"

"This Chuanwu name has been crowned, there is no way."

"Then don't want to?"

"Can you take it off?" Huo Zhongde asked back.

Huo Yunting and the two walked towards the corner of the yard, and under the snow-covered oil-skinned paper were the usual drill weapons.

"Yo? Yunting, won't you fight with me?"

"Respect the old man, you choose first." Huo Yunting ignored him.

"Take care of children, you choose first." Yu Chenghui stroked his beard.

"Okay, then I'm not going to be polite."

With a slight flick of the toe, a white wax pole fell into his hand—without the tip of the gun.

"Big gun?"

Yu Chenghui smiled, bent over, turned over, and picked out another white wax pole.

"I would also like."

(End of this chapter)