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Chen Dasheng laughed and said, "I see, it's not impossible, do you think you look like Shen Gongbao?"

"Where does it look like?" Facing Chen Dasheng's unscrupulous smile, Shen Mao felt even more speechless.

Chen Dasheng joked, "The same sharp-nosed monkey cheeks, face-face, one is a leopard, one is a cat, one is a big cat, and the other is a kitten. Don't mention it, it's really possible."

Shen Mao rolled his eyes, "Brother, are you kidding me?"

"It seems that I have to stay away from you in the future. That Shen Gongbao is known as the world's most degenerate god. A friend of Taoism stays behind and killed countless immortals. If you inherit that little bit, then I will die wronged." Chen Dasheng said nothing. Liang smiled.

With embarrassment on his face, Shen Mao quickly pulled Chen Dasheng's sleeve and said, "Don't you want to watch something, hurry up, or my grandma will start talking nonsense when she gets up later."

"What? Your grandma doesn't want me to watch it?" Chen Dasheng asked.

Shen Mao shook his head, "No, it's just that those are my father's relics, they are always locked and rarely opened."

"Oh!" Chen Dasheng nodded, and followed Shen Mao to the attic.

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The wooden floor was creaked and creaked. This house must be old. Chen Dasheng was a little afraid that he would accidentally step on the floor. There is a small room in the attic, the door has already been covered with spiders, and a small lock The door was locked tightly, apparently no one had entered for a long time.

Shen Mao didn't mind being dirty, so he directly tore off the spider on the door with his hands, took out a key, and unlocked the door.

With a creaking sound, the door was pushed open, and a smell of dust came from the pavement. Shen Mao turned on the light in the room, and the bright light illuminated the attic. The small attic that had been dusty for a long time finally saw the sun again.

"Brother Dasheng, come in, the room is a bit dirty!" Shen Mao walked in first, then turned around and shouted at Chen Dasheng.

The room is not big, and there are some sundries, just some bottles and cans, which look very messy. There is a big basket in the corner, and there are some scrolls in the basket, which should be calligraphy and painting. There is a desk in front of it. There is a dilapidated bookshelf, but there are no books on the bookshelf. It seems that this place should be a study room before.

"Little cat, is this how you treat **'s relics?" Seeing the messy scene in front of him, Chen Dasheng felt a little surprised.

Shen Mao shrugged, "Many of these things were stolen from the tomb. Although there are many treasures among them, they are always ill-gotten gains. Grandma said, it's better to touch less, basically I'm not allowed to come in! "

With that said, Shen Mao walked to the back of the desk, took out a few yellowed books from the cabinet under the desk, and threw them on the table, kicking up a large cloud of dust.

"That's all, Brother Dasheng, let's take a look!" Shen Mao said to Chen Dasheng while being fanned by the dust all over his face.

Chen Dasheng nodded, and walked towards Shen Mao full of expectations. There were three books in total. Shen Mao picked up one of the ancient books with a tattered cover, and said to Chen Dasheng, "This is the civet walk I learned. The other two books I don’t even understand it, but this book makes me understand it.”

Chen Dasheng took it and flipped through it. It was indeed a light footwork. He was not very interested, so he put it back on the table, and then picked up another copy casually.

It was bound with sheepskin thread, and the paper had turned yellow, so it must have been old. Chen Dasheng handled it lightly, for fear that it would be damaged accidentally.

"Five Qi Chaoyuan Jue!"

Seeing the blurred and complicated symbols on the cover, Chen Dasheng almost blurted out.

"Brother Dasheng? Do you know the words on it?"

Shen Mao's ears were sharp, and he was a little surprised when he heard Chen Dasheng talking to himself. He had consulted many books about the words on the cover, but he didn't recognize any of them.

"It's a little fuzzy, but it seems a little familiar!" Chen Dasheng came back to his senses, shook his head, and opened the ancient book. The words on it were much easier to understand, and they were just traditional Chinese characters.

After simply flipping through it, Chen Dasheng's eyes couldn't help but shine brightly, this is actually an inner strength method that specializes in stimulating inner strength.

In today's era, there are very few practitioners who specialize in internal energy. Warriors generally use external energy to introduce internal energy. Even Chen Xiaoli only uses the internal energy of Tai Chi Kung Fu, and Tai Chi Kung Fu also It's just an internal boxing method.

In Chen Dasheng's superficial knowledge, he only knew that the Nanming Lihuo Kungfu of the Nangong family was a practice that specialized in inner strength, and he didn't know anything about the others.

"I used a dictionary to translate a few of the things written on it, but I couldn't understand it after reading it again and again. Instead, I was dizzy after reading it, so I translated a few pages, and I didn't continue to work on it!" Shen said. Mao said to Chen Dasheng.

Chen Dasheng nodded, picked up the other book and took a look. It turned out to be two volumes, but the first few pages of the second volume were missing in some places, as if something had bitten them.

Shen Mao scratched his head and said, "There are mice in the attic, they were accidentally placed around before, and they got bitten!"

Chen Dasheng shook his head helplessly. This guy is too careless. Such a good thing can actually be eaten by mice. Fortunately, he only took a bite. There are not many missing parts. With his own ability, there may be a chance to make up for it. .

"Can you lend me these two books?" Chen Dasheng asked Shen Mao.

Shen Mao nodded and said, "Of course, I can't understand it anyway. Brother Dasheng, if you are interested, just take it."

"Then thank you very much." Chen Dasheng smiled, this kid is really loyal.

Shen Mao scratched his head, "Brother Dasheng, um, I want to join your Tai Chi sect, look at this..."

When Chen Dasheng heard this, he couldn't help laughing, "Now there are only me and my sister in Taijimen, I don't have the heart to accept disciples now, why don't you come to Wenshu Monastery one day and see if my sister accepts you? "

"Uh, is that so?" Shen Mao's expression froze when he heard this.

Originally, he planned to enter Taijimen, but he didn't expect that there were only two people in Taijimen, which was too far from what he imagined. He and Chen Dasheng were about the same age. Are you going to call him Uncle Chen Dasheng? He's a generation shorter for no reason.

Chen Dasheng patted Shen Mao on the shoulder, and said with a smile, "It doesn't matter whether you are a teacher or not, we are friends anyway, if you have any difficulties in the future, just come to me."

Shen Mao nodded. No matter what, Shen Mao didn't know that there were other warriors in this world besides him. Now that he met Chen Dasheng, he had found an organization.

"Little cat, I think you should find some time to clean up here. Although you say they are ill-gotten gains, you can't just watch them being eaten by moths and rats. Look at this good book." Book, what does it look like to be bitten?" Chen Dasheng looked around, seeing the messy appearance of the room, and couldn't help but said to Shen Mao.

Shen Mao nodded, "I'll talk about it some other day when I'm free."

"Typical procrastination, if you say it like this, you will definitely not know when it will be changed to another day!" Chen Dasheng glanced at Shen Mao speechlessly, and said, "Well, I will count it as a good deed, and help you clean up together!"

"Uh, alright!" Shen Mao was stunned for a moment, and immediately packed up together with Chen Dasheng. It's better to have someone help than him alone.

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The two of them worked on the attic for more than an hour before they came down dusty. Chen Dasheng shook the dust off his body and said to Shen Mao, "It's getting late. I'll go back first. I took the book away. I'll give it back to you in a few days."

"It doesn't matter, you can watch it for as long as you want, it's useless to put it here anyway." Shen Mao said.

Chen Dasheng smiled, waved to Shen Mao, and immediately walked towards the door.

"stop!"

Just as Chen Dasheng walked to the door, an old voice sounded from behind.

Turning around, the old lady was coming out of the bedroom, the crutch in her hand rattled the ground.

"Uh, grandma, why are you up?" Shen Mao hurried over to help her.

The old lady snorted, "If I don't get up, I won't even know that my things have been stolen."

Shen Mao looked a little embarrassed when he heard that, afraid that Chen Dasheng might have some grievances in his heart, he hurriedly said, "Grandma, what are you talking about, brother Dasheng is my friend, and I gave it to him, how can it be called stealing?" (To be continued.)