Romance of Dragons and Snakes

Liao Junhua ’s family lives in the military compound and is heavily guarded, but Wang Chao still lurks in casually.

At that time Liao Junhua was sitting meditating on his bed, which was supposed to be the most sensitive time, but he didn't realize it at all. It can be seen that Wang Chao's body style is not much different from ghosts.

It wasn't until Wang Chao stood in front of his bed that Liao Junhua felt the wind in the house, and he opened his eyes, but he was shocked. After seeing Wang Chao clearly, he was shocked. However, Wang Chao did not say anything, but asked him to arrange for the matter to be received by the leader.

Liao Junhua also knew that at this time, it was useless to say anything. He reported to the next day. By noon, a few cars drove into the military compound, and then came down with dozens of sharp-eyed military guards , Liao Junhua invited Wang Chao into the car.

The car that Wang Chao sat in was tightly packed, and there was no view of the outside at all, and the cab and the rear row were separated by metal plates, and no one could see the actions of the driver in front.

Sitting in such a car seems to be completely isolated from the outside world. Can't hear outside, can't see outside.

When Wang Chao sat in, he squeezed the closed door and found it to be as hard as tungsten steel. Even with a chainsaw, the drill is difficult to break and break. If he tried his best, he would be able to blast away, but he didn't do it. Instead, he sat leisurely in the car and closed his eyes to refresh himself.

The car is softly lit and the leather sofa is comfortable to sit on.

Wang Chao also felt that the car drove extremely smoothly. If it is an ordinary person, he can't feel the car moving at all. Obviously, the driver's technology and the car's xìng can reach a perfect level.

In the sturdy, isolated car, I do n’t know how long it took. The car stopped abruptly, and then turned, as if entering some place, stopping and stopping, stopping and not knowing how many turns, Finally stopped.

Then, silently, the car door was opened from the outside, the strong sunlight came in, and there was a vivid twitter of birds in the ears.

Wang Chao got out of the car and found that the place where he was was a yard, the trees in the yard were shaded, the birds screamed happily, but the surrounding walls were red-walled glazed tiles, tall and large, and the car was from a deep arch Drive into the yard.

Looking out from the courtyard arch, there are still red walls, stacked one on top of the other, standing on both sides of the courtyard, wearing two military uniforms, motionless, like a soldier in sculpture.

At this time, Wang Chao had a feeling of being in the courtyard of the ancient deep palace, not knowing the southeast, northwest.

Since he debuted, he didn't know how many Longtan Tiger Caves he had been through. But he didn't feel the majesty of his face like he is today.

This courtyard, red wall glazed tiles, layer upon layer, does not have too many guards, nor the murderousness of Hongmen Banquet. But Wang Chao always felt a kind of majesty from the midst, which made any powerful person have a sense of oppression in the soul. This is a sense of historical precipitation, and the sense of oppression given by the highest authority.

"please follow me."

A young man in a suit with no expression on his face saw Wang Chao got out of the car and issued a simple four-character word before leading the way.

Wang Chao followed into the house behind the yard, and saw a few people sitting on a separate sofa in the living room, an old man slanting to the south, while under the rest, he was seated in a lieutenant general ’s clothes ,, a man in plain clothes.

When these three people saw Wang Chao coming in, Wang Chao clearly felt that their heartbeats were fluctuating badly.

These three are Wang Chao ’s acquaintances, Lieutenant General Wu Wenhui, Major General Liu Mubai, and Wu Yunlong in plain clothes!

"Young man, sit down. Don't be restrained." As soon as the old man saw Wang Chao coming in, his hands were gently raised and greeted, and his expression was very gentle.

Wang Chao looked at the old man and felt a little familiar, only to feel as if he had seen it on TV sometimes. Wang Chao didn't watch TV very much, especially when he went abroad, he didn't even watch it. But this old man made him feel familiar, obviously the frequency of appearances is relatively high.

Of course he would not be restrained, but sat casually on the west sofa, very calm.

The old man looked at Wang Chao sitting, as if the Buddha was sitting on the lotus platform, and nodded secretly.

"Little Wu, it seems that your work has not fulfilled your responsibilities." The old man said to Wu Wenhui casually, Wu Wenhui's face became ugly and stood up: "The work is not done well."

Wang Chao looked at all this, and his heart was bright, knowing what it meant for the old man to say that Wu Wenhui did not do a good job. Wu Wenhui was responsible for monitoring Wang Chao ’s actions, but Wang Chao came to běijīng unconsciously. A slap in the face.

"Sit down, Xiao Wu, don't talk about your work today, and your work is not reported to me, don't be too restrained." The old man pressed Wu Wenhui again, Wu Wenhui just sat down, his face was still ugly .

"Xiao Wang, right? We've met before, don't you know if you remember?" The old man said to Wang Chao again.

"Have you seen it?" Wang Chao's eyes flashed, and he remembered it suddenly. When he practiced boxing in the morning in Zhu Jia's community, he had indeed seen the old man's side, but he didn't pay attention at that time. Until now I just remembered it when I saw it.

"I have seen it." Wang Chao remembered, nodded, and looked at Liu Mubai and Wu Yunlong next to them.

Wu Yunlong and Liu Mubai did not look at him, but each looked away. But Wang Chao clearly felt that the jīng gods of these two masters were completely placed on him, and they were extremely hostile.

Seeing such a situation, Wang Chao smiled and smiled naturally.

"Well, the eight winds can't move, sitting on the purple lotus. Among the young people, I haven't seen a calm like Xiao Wang you. No wonder he has a good career achievement." The old man nodded, "Mu Bai Yunlong and you are all practicing martial arts. I know this. I have also met some famous artists. When I was young, I saw Du Xinwu and even Chen Yingning of the Taoist Association practicing Jindan. People have also seen it. I heard people say, Xiao Wang, you are young, but you have already practiced Jin Dan, and there are no small magical powers, but I am a curious person who has lived a lot of age. I do n’t know how to practice What is the secret of Jin Dan? "

"Lian Jindan?"

Rao is very super calm, and when he heard what the old man said, he was stunned. Even Wu Yunlong, Liu Mubai, and Wu Wenhui were also taken aback. No one knew that the old man actually talked about this!

Wang Chao originally thought that this old man would talk to him about some things of the overseas Chinese, and some things about the martial arts conference, but he did not expect that this old man would not talk about anything, but first talk about the golden magic power!

"Poor midnight, without asking the gods and ghosts ..."

Rao is Wang Chao, illiterate, and can't help but think of two famous poems.

These two poems are what Li Shangyin wrote about Han Wendi summoning Jia Yi. In the Han Dynasty, Jia Yi had the talent to govern the country. After hearing this, Emperor Han Wen summoned him into the palace and talked about things at night, but instead of talking about life, he asked about ghosts and gods.

Now Wang Chao's situation is just right for this.

Not only did Wang Chao think about it, he also read it out of his mouth. No matter whether it was Wu Wenhui or Liu Mubai, Wu Yunlong was almost shocked.

In front of the old man, say these two poems, as much as a face slap on the spot! Even Wu Yunlong couldn't help but raised his thumbs to Wang Chao.

"It is worthy of being the world's first master, so courageous, courageous ..."

The old man was also stunned, but unexpectedly lifeless, instead he laughed: "Don't ask Cang Sheng to ask ghosts, Yuxi smiles Han Wenjun, please see Xuanshi no talent, Wu Gu died ten thousand people. Han Wendi asked Understand the ghosts and spirits, and be safe. Instead, Emperor Hanwu, without asking the ghosts and ghosts, in the later years, the Wu Gu case occurred, and his son and wife were killed. Xiaowang, do you say that? "

"Huh? It makes sense, it makes sense. I don't have much culture. My high school diplomas are barely reluctant. I don't talk about history, poetry, Jindan, Jindan ..." Wang Chao listened to this old man's rebuttal and fell back Without words, his martial arts rank first in the world, but culture, history, and poetry really do n’t dare to compliment, where is the old man ’s opponent.

"Actually, today is just gossiping. Those who engage in martial arts or engage in Jindan are all traditional cultures. At that time, Chen Yingning was talking about cultivating immortals to save the country. Lost, to get rid of the dross, take the jīnghua instead of killing him with a stick. The people sitting besides Xiao Wu are all the highest achievers of traditional culture. Let ’s chat, chat. ”

The old man smiled when he saw Wang Chao's expression.

"Just chatting ..." Wang Chao suddenly understood that the old man saw himself and didn't talk about other things. He only talked about traditional culture, what martial arts, Jin Dan, is only equivalent to an interview. If you want to talk about something formally, it is true There is nothing to talk about.

When the old man saw himself, it was equivalent to a statement.

"Our sports committees are all engaged in martial arts, they are all playing and practicing some movements, but I was watching Chen Yingning and a group of people practicing Jindan, but they were sitting on their luck. Practicing Qigong, in the 1980s, didn't we get all the popular Qigong fever. I also practice Tai Chi often, but I want to ask you Jindan everyone, sit luck, what meridians are true or false. "

The old man chatted casually, the atmosphere relaxed.

"Luck is to carry the whole body's blood to any place. There are kung fu for meditation, but it is very difficult. Few people can learn it. Meditation is a kung fu that pays attention to the heart. The human heart is like a monkey, moving. Going is like a wild horse. This is what the heart ape is like a horse. The head of the mind like a monkey mustang can only command its own arm muscles, but it can control the blood of the body. People ’s thoughts are gathered together, and when they are quiet, they will perceive and control the blood of the body. However, if they really sit still, their hearts are empty. The monks who have practiced for decades ca n’t do it, and the ordinary people ca n’t do it. So Generally, any meditation luck is fake, even if it is true, it will not be practiced. The boxing method is half-hearted, and it is much easier to rely on postural assistance. "

Wang Chao talked eloquently, as if the ancient immortals were talking about fairy ways in front of the emperor.

"Like sitting still, you have to pour blood into your hands and make your hands red and red, which can't be controlled at all, but with the help of postures, sink your shoulders and drop your elbows, but the blood naturally flows into your hands. It works wonderfully. The so-called 'shen shoulders fall elbow to hand' thing. "

Wang Chao made a gesture.

Liu Mubai and Wu Yunlong glanced at each other. They are masters of boxing. They naturally understand this kind of truth, but now they are not good at speaking in front of Wang Chao. Nothing else. Wang Chao ’s boxing is higher than them. They retorted that Wang Chao only needs one sentence, let's practice, then the two of them will be bad luck.

"Okay, good. Insightful. It's the taste of the cottage." The old man heard it, exclaimed a few words, stood up, "At noon, just have a meal here, then you talk to Junhua, some specific Is responsible for his work. "

The meaning of the old man is obvious. After eating, this conversation can be over.

"Alright." Wang Chao was radiant in his heart and did not postpone.

When eating, it is a simple, bright, and spotless internal restaurant, the dishes are also very simple, but relatively simple. Wang Chao, the old man, Wu Yunlong, and Liu Mubai all sat at a table. During the meal, the old man and Wang Chao chatted casually, pulling homely, and still did not say anything specific about the martial arts conference.

Wang Chao answered casually and talked.

At this moment, there was a loud noise from a child outside the quiet restaurant, and then a five or six year old boy jumped in, followed by a girl.

"Huh? Is it you?"

At this moment, the girl saw Wang Chao at a glance. Surprised.

Wang Chao also recognized the girl, who was Su Xiaoyue, a good friend of Cao Jingjing yesterday.

"This Su Xiaoyue is not easy! Can I actually get in and out of here?" Wang Chao was also taken aback.

"Grandpa, Grandpa." Just then, the little boy came to the old man and yelled.

"Don't quarrel grandpa." Su Xiaoyue quickly pulled the little boy.

"You can't catch me, I'm Altman ..." The little boy saw Su Xiaoyue going to catch him, and jumped away in a hurry. His hand gestured an Ultraman posture, which made Su Xiaoyue. Crying and laughing.

After Wang Chao looked at it, he moved slightly and beckoned: "Children, we don't learn Ultraman, we learn more powerful things than Ultraman."

"What is more powerful than Ultraman?" The little boy stopped and looked at Wang Chao.

"Of course it's a fairy." Wang Chao smiled and gently patted his hand. A porcelain bowl on the table was thrown away by him. He landed firmly on the ground within two meters without bumping at all.

"Look, I'm a fairy, you can spit a flying sword. Better than Altman." Wang Chao spoke a little bit, a white light came out from his mouth, just hit the porcelain bowl, collapse! The porcelain bowl burst. Scattered on the ground.

Wang Chao just exhaled a little in his mouth, and didn't make any effort to make a sound, and it didn't hurt his brain. If he makes a sound, he can breathe out and kill at a distance of two meters, at least ten times more powerful. But now I am playing with the kid, lest the kid learn Ultraman ~ www.readwn.com ~ Just break the porcelain bowl, "Jianxian!" Everyone present was stunned, especially Wu Yunlong and Liu Mubai. Rao is that they punched into the Dao Dao, and there was deep fear in their eyes.

"Mu Bai, Yunlong. You have been in contact with Changmei recently. Originally I wanted to kill him at the martial arts meeting, but now I think about it, I dominate the world, invincible, kill him at once, it is lonely , Just trouble you two to tell him, so that he has a defense. "Wang Chao faced Wu Yunlong, Liu Mubai said.

Their faces are extremely ugly.

"Fairy, Flying Sword, I won't learn Ultraman anymore, I want to learn a fairy. Are you an uncle fairy?" The boy didn't understand what Wang Chao said, but just looked at it blankly, and suddenly ran over and grabbed Wang Chao's clothes shook vigorously.

"Of course I am a fairy." Wang Chao touched the little boy's head and smiled gently.

Su Xiaoyue looked at this scene and was shocked.

"Hey, it was really a talented person from the Jiangshan generation who has been leading the way for hundreds of years." The old man looked at it, but he was not surprised, but just sighed, "I saw Du Xinwu performance when I was young, and I also saw Li Yaochen and Wu The performances of these famous martial art masters in Tunan are not as magical as you. "