Add some practice: start with a lucid dream

Chapter 139 Interrogation
After recovering, Chen Ze immediately walked to the table and removed the instant noodles, revealing the whole picture of the tablecloth underneath.

This is a large piece of cloth similar to silk brocade, square and square, much larger than A4 paper, with obvious cutting marks on the edge.

The entire silk book is divided into four areas, and each area has a diagram of the meridians of the human body and accompanying annotations in small print.

It can be seen that the whole cloth was originally black on a white background, but now it is yellowed and covered with oil stains, which looks dirty.

Even so, Chen Ze could barely make out the writing on it.

"Qi travels in Dantian, stays for a while and leads to Jianggong, during this period, Qi should be divided into streams"

Is this teaching people how to practice qi? !

Still use the vernacular!
In the next second, Chen Ze immediately turned his gaze back to the back room.

Tablecloth. Instant noodles. This is the stuff of that "senior brother"?

boom!
Ignoring the prompts on the property panel, Chen Ze had already kicked open the door of the back room.

Coming to the window without stopping, Chen Ze stepped onto the window sill and observed the scene outside through the opened anti-theft net.

Outside the window was an abandoned construction site, and a large amount of building materials and debris filled the entire corner, even piled up to the bottom of the window sill.

The path leading to the outside is sandwiched by two buildings, making it narrow and messy.

At this time, a figure carrying a satchel was walking cautiously on a large pile of discarded bamboo poles, and it seemed that he was about to come to the end.

Chen Ze recognized at a glance that this figure was the old man who was staring at him just now, and immediately flipped out of the window sill.

Crack, crunch~squeak——

Although he was very careful, when he stepped on the construction waste outside the window sill, there was still a lot of movement coming from under Chen Ze's feet.

As a result, the person in front looked back vigilantly, his head twitched and he immediately turned around and quickened his pace.

Seeing this, Chen Ze no longer concealed it, and walked directly on top of the garbage with long strides.

Crackling, tinkling, rustling——

But before Chen Ze's journey was halfway through, the man had already reached the end and jumped down suddenly, climbing over the railing and squeezing out from the gap in the scaffolding.

However, whether it is balance or other abilities, Chen Ze is far beyond ordinary people, so he walked on the uneven pile of building materials, and soon came to the same position and jumped off.

Squeeze through the scaffolding, and then run across the dark path, the exit is a wider road in front of you.

When he came outside, Chen Ze looked around, and soon found the familiar figure on one side, and ran after him.

Beep, beep beep——

Although there are not many passers-by, they always kill a rampaging electric car from time to time.

thump thump thump
Dodging electric cars one after another, Chen Ze quickly pulled the distance to within ten meters.

The bad old man in front looked back while running, and seeing the people behind him getting closer, he stopped abruptly and turned into the alley next to him.

Chen Ze, who was behind him, also chased after him.

But as soon as he entered the alley, he was dumbfounded.

There were several tortuous forks in front of him, and it was impossible to see the way back, let alone the figure of the old man.

After taking a few glances, Chen Ze approached the fork in the road, closed his eyes, held his breath, and began to imagine his state when he was practicing Longevity Kung Fu.

At this moment, the noisy voices from outside the alley gradually faded away, only the sound of messy footsteps in front suddenly stood out.

Here!
Chen Ze suddenly opened his eyes and walked into the rightmost fork in the road.

Before turning a few corners, the back of the bad old man reappeared in the field of vision.

So a cat-and-mouse game started again, but this time Chen Ze couldn't shorten the distance between the two.

Because the residential buildings here are too dense, the thin old man passed through the gap between the two buildings from time to time, and Chen Ze could only choose to make a detour or squeeze through carefully.

So soon, looking at the receding figure in front of him, Chen Ze stopped in his tracks, but his gaze gradually moved upwards.

On the other side, the bad old man, who was running away with his head buried, gradually found that the footsteps behind him became smaller and smaller until they disappeared completely.

Finally got rid of it?
Whoa!
The water on the side of the road was suddenly splashed by a safety shoe, and the owner of the shoe stopped and looked back.

It was that bad old man.

However, before he could breathe a sigh of relief, there was a sudden movement, and then his vision went dark.

Deng!
It turned out that a burly figure descended from the sky and landed in front of him, frightening him half to death.

Looking up, it turned out to be the stranger who was chasing after him.

Looking upwards, there is a protruding window sill ahead.

【Experience value +2000】

"Hoohoo"

Chen Ze looked down at the bad old man while still panting.

In order to take a shortcut to catch up with this guy, he directly used the edge of the window sill that can be seen everywhere as a springboard, and staged a passionate parkour.

And when it came to this bad old man, he still wanted to run away, but as soon as he turned around, Chen Ze firmly clamped his wrist and twisted him back.

"Ah, pain, pain, pain, pain"

Hearing the screams, Chen Ze relaxed a little, and said calmly,

"Why are you running? I'm not a policeman."

"Eh?" Hearing this, the old man stopped screaming immediately, and asked in surprise,

"Aren't you plainclothes? Then why are you chasing me!"

"Ask you something." Chen Ze was about to take out the silk book from his body when he said that, but the phone rang suddenly.

Ring jingle jingle jingle jingle—

Hearing the ringing of the bell, Chen Ze subconsciously paused, but unexpectedly, the bad old man in front of him suddenly jumped up, raised his other hand that was not caught, and threw limestone all over the sky.

Then he felt his hand loosen, and the bad old man immediately pulled out his hand, turned around and started to run away again.

However, before he could take two steps, a figure bumped out of a large cloud of white ash, and within three or two steps, he got closer, and he stretched out his hand to lift him up.

Holding the person in one hand and covering his mouth and nose with the other, Chen Ze took several strides, and did not stop until he was completely out of Lime's range.

Putting the old man down, Chen Ze roughly tore off the satchel from him, and poured out everything with the opening facing down.

Ping Pong Pong.

There are almost everything in a small satchel, steel needles, knives, tape, medicine bottles, cloth bags, can openers
Boom!
There is even a large slab of brick.

At this time, Chen Ze was a little annoyed. Fortunately, he was not fascinated by the danger warning and quick response just now, so he stopped being polite.

Seeing that there was no way to escape, the old man groaned, clutching his heart and fell straight down.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah."

The bad old man lying on the ground began to howl in a slightly exaggerated way,

"Help. Help out of breath"

"Stop pretending!"

Chen Ze shouted viciously, and slapped the big brick next to the old man's head, making him break out in a cold sweat.

But before the old man could react, a fist the size of a sandbag had already roared and smashed down with a strong wind!

"Mom!"

Bang!
When the frightened dull old man opened his eyelids quietly, and then rolled his eyes to the side, he suddenly found that the brick beside his head had been completely smashed.

The old man's eyes widened immediately.

"this thing!"

Chen Ze took out the silk book, shook it at the old man and asked,
"Is it yours?"

"Things?" The old man turned his head and took a closer look when he heard the words.
"It's mine!"

"Do you know what this is?" Chen Ze asked, staring into his eyes again.

"This is for teaching people to practice Qigong."

Before he finished speaking, the bad old man's reaction was even bigger than that of Chen Ze. He suddenly turned his head and stared at the pile of smashed bricks, then looked at Chen Ze in disbelief, and finally focused his eyes on the old On the oily silk script.

"Is this thing really true?"

He looked at Chen Ze with a trembling voice.

"I knew it. I knew it. I knew it!"

"He didn't lie to me. He really didn't lie to me"

"It's true! It's true!"

The old man started talking to himself like a demon, causing Chen Ze to shake him angrily and say,

"Hey, are you alright!"

"What you said just now, say it again."

"What is this thing!"

"Things for practicing Qigong!" The old man suddenly became excited.

"Where did you get this thing?" Chen Ze asked.

"From, from someone else." The old man began to hem and haw, some of the words did not make sense.

So Chen Ze changed the question: "Does this thing have other parts?"

As he spoke, he pointed to the irregular edge of the silk book.

"Yes." This time the old man answered neatly.

"Where is it!" Chen Ze's eyes lit up.

"I don't know." The old man shook his head quickly.

"You don't know what to ask!" Chen Ze angrily shook the silk book,

"Be honest, or I'll hand you over to the police!"

"Don't, don't, don't, good man!" The old man begged immediately,

"Look at my age, if I go in again, I will die!"

"Then you haven't told the truth yet."

"Where did you get this thing!"

"My master gave it!" The old man answered immediately.

"Who is your master?"

"Ji Ji Lian Yuan."

"Ji Lianyuan?"

"Yes! My former master was Ji Lianyuan!"

"The qigong master Ji Lianyuan?"

"Yes, yes, you also know my master!"

The old man was a little surprised, but Chen Ze fell into deep thought.

Ji Lianyuan, a well-known Qigong master in the upsurge of the 80s.

Master Cao's pore-breathing performance just now is his signature skill, but I didn't expect it to be related.

"That Master Cao is also Ji Lianyuan's apprentice?" Chen Ze said again.

"Him? He's an ass!"

Speaking of Master Cao, the old man actually looked disdainful,

"I taught him a few tricks, and he relied on it, knowing how to put gold on his face!"

"My master has never even seen him!"

"Didn't you treat me to a meal of Lizhuang white meat when I was down and down, and use this meal to overwhelm me every day, shit!"

At this time, the bad old man had already sat up, leaning against the wall and chatting with Chen Ze.

(End of this chapter)