As soon as Li Mo woke up, the sky outside was slightly bright. He got up, washed up, and then went to the open space at the door to start practicing boxing. Bajiquan exerts force quickly and fiercely, and every move seems to bring about the sound of wind.
Hu-hu-
An old man in his seventies wearing a Tang suit walked not far away. He glanced at Li Mo first, and then he also started throwing punches one by one.
The two of them did not interfere with each other and practiced boxing separately.
Li Mo practiced Bajiquan for about half an hour, while the old man had been standing quietly watching. After he finished, he smiled and offered a clean towel.
"Thank you Mr. Zhou."
"Mr. Qin just practiced Bajiquan. It's better to be young. Only you can practice such a domineering boxing. I practiced it for 20 or 30 years when I was young, but now I can only practice military style boxing. .”
Zhou Lao said with a bit of envy.
Li Mo's eyes lit up and he asked a little surprised: "Mr. Zhou was also a disciple of Baji Quan. I wonder which Bajiquan master you always studied under?"
The old man smiled and waved his hands and said: "I am ashamed, I am not an authentic Baji disciple. I studied with a Baji master from a neighboring village for five years when I was a child. Later, I lost contact with my parents when they moved to other places. Time flies so fast. It has been fifty years since I left my motherland. I wonder if the master who taught me Bajiquan is still there? If he is, he must be over a hundred years old."
"Mr. Zhou has been living in the United States for the motherland, which is extremely admirable."
"Hahaha, I didn't expect to be able to persist for fifty years. But at the beginning of the year, I had received a notice from the motherland that we were going to return to the country to settle down. Now where is the best place, of course it is the motherland, where is the best place? It’s our roots.”
"Does Mr. Zhou have any relatives in China?"
"My parents died young, and I have a younger sister. Just because of my special status, I broke off relations with her after coming to the United States. However, I will learn something about her from others every month. She also has a family full of children and grandchildren. Life is pretty good.”
Li Mo was in awe of this old man. When he was young, because the country needed it, he accepted the order and came to the United States without hesitation, even breaking off relations with his closest relatives. Fifty years have passed here, and I have a son and a grandson.
"Mr. Zhou, will anyone else take over here?"
"Yes." Mr. Zhou motioned for him to sit at an outdoor table and chairs not far away. "Yesterday morning, I received a secret order and found out that a big shot like Mr. Qin was coming. I just went to bed early because of the cold wind. In fact, I I’m still very curious about your origins, how could you actually use a secret stronghold at such a young age.”
Li Mo took a few deep breaths and sighed: "The air here is really good, and the wind has the sweetness of fruits. Mr. Zhou, in fact, I am a Chinese, and I only do things within my ability."
"Hahaha, Mr. Qin is so humble."
"Mr. Zhou, what is the first thing you want to do after returning to your motherland?"
The old man sat on the chair and said: "Counting the time, my sister will have her 70th birthday at the end of July. Go find my sister first. Since I am still alive, I naturally want her to know. Then I will go back to my ancestral home to see my senior brother and his wife. Master, I have left home and my boss has returned, but I don’t know if they are still in the world, and if Chenjia Village is still there?”
"Chenjiacun? Is it Chenjiacun in Huizhou?"
Li Mo suddenly stared at Mr. Zhou with wide eyes.
"How do you know it's Chenjia Village in Huizhou? Are you from there?" Mr. Zhou stood up suddenly, with an eager look on his face.
"Hahaha, Mr. Zhou, it seems that we are really destined. I am not from Chenjia Village, but the ancestor of the Chen family, the famous 100-year-old master of Bajiquan in the domestic martial arts world, is my master. His son is nearly 20 years old. My eighty-year-old son is my senior uncle. My father was taken in by my senior uncle when he was eight years old. Counting connections, you can be considered my senior uncle."
Mr. Zhou opened his mouth slightly, a little unbelievable, and then asked excitedly: "Mr. Qin, are you saying that my master and master are still there?"
"Mr. Zhou, please calm down and listen to me. My master has been in poor health in the past two years because he is too old. Before I came to the United States, my master was critically ill and admitted to the hospital."
"So I can see my master again when I go back now?"
"Life and death are uncertain. At least so far, I haven't received any bad news."
"Okay, that's great. Mr. Qin, when will you return to China?"
"It should be just these two days, do you want to come with me?"
"Yes, our stronghold has been activated. Once the mission is completed, we will withdraw directly. Even those who come to take over the farm will gradually abandon this place and find a new place to re-establish a stronghold." Mr. Zhou still couldn't calm down. He held Li Mo's hands and said, "I really didn't expect that we would have such a fate. But I can't afford it, uncle. After all, I didn't kowtow to become my master."
"Grandpa, how is your cold? Are you still feeling uncomfortable?"
Zhou Xiang walked out while putting on his clothes, came to the two of them and respectfully said to Li Mo: "Good morning, Mr. Qin."
"I just suffered a little cold, it's nothing serious." Mr. Zhou turned to look at Li Mo, "Mr. Qin, my grandson has been practicing Bajiquan since he was a child, and his skills are pretty good. When he returns to China, I will take him to meet his master and senior brother, and let him officially join the Baji Sect. I hope you can give him more guidance then."
Zhou Xiang immediately asked in surprise: "Mr. Qin also knows Bajiquan, how about we come and learn from each other?"
"Xiao Xiang, don't talk nonsense." Zhou Chengji also walked over at this moment. He happened to hear his son taking the initiative to compete with Li Mo, and he was so frightened that he yelled at him loudly. Are you kidding me? Li Mo's kung fu is incredible. Some of the things Wu Yue revealed to him last night still make him think it is a fantasy.
But the facts are facts, and living people are standing in front of them.
"Dad, my hands are itchy and I would like to ask Mr. Qin for advice." Zhou Xiang was still a little dissatisfied.
"Shut up, you still want to ask Mr. Qin for advice on your three-legged cat skills. You don't know how high the sky is. Kuang Xiong, the black boxing master of the New York underground forces that you have been paying attention to before, was punched in the chest and heart by Mr. Qin last night. , you don’t even have a chance to react. With your body and bones, Mr. Qin can slap you away."
"The mad bear is dead?"
Zhou Xiang couldn't help but swallow a few mouthfuls of saliva. The bear-like guy was actually punched to pieces.
"Okay, breakfast is ready. Take Mr. Qin to fill your stomach first, and then you take Mr. Qin for a walk around the area."
"Oh well."
"Mr. Zhou, Mr. Zhou, I'm going to eat first, and I'll talk to you later."
After Li Mo and Zhou Xiang left, the old man looked at his son and said, "You have a big background?"
Zhou Chengji nodded and whispered: "Qin Mo is Li Mo."
The old man muttered a few words, with a look of sudden realization on his face: "No wonder he looked familiar at first sight, as if I had seen him somewhere, but I didn't expect it to be that godly man. No wonder the people he brought around him were the most capable. A field staff member of the Central Police Bureau, so he came to the United States to shop for treasure?"
"Dad, I just learned some news from Wuyue last night. He found countless valuable national treasures in the United States for more than a month, and he has shipped them back twice."
"Then how did he get involved with the underground forces in New York?"
Zhou Chengji looked around and then approached and whispered: "Last night, his death fist earned a total of 12.5 billion U.S. dollars, as well as two to three hundred pieces of various antiques, so it was urgent. Hide him here out of the limelight.”
Holy shit!
The old man almost shouted out loud. He immediately said: "Notify those employed Americans to let them rest at home with pay for the past two days."
"I informed everyone via text message last night."
"That's good, that boy is really capable of tossing. Let's go take a shower and have breakfast."
After breakfast, Zhou Xiang took Li Mo for a walk slowly along the paths surrounding the farm with some anxiety.
"Mr. Qin, did you really punch that bear to pieces?"
"Do you think there is really such a powerful force in the world?"
"It's a bit impossible when you think about it. No matter how powerful the Baji Quan is, there is a limit to its explosion. But Wuyue wouldn't tell my dad nonsense, so I was thinking about whether this was true when I was having breakfast just now. "
Li Mo put his hands behind his back and said as he walked: "The mad bear was injected with a drug that can stimulate the human body's potential before going to the battle stage, making people crazy without pain or fear, just like a killing machine. . But there is no doubt that the side effects of that drug are also terrifying. My decision to win with one punch should be the result of a combination of many factors."
When Zhou Xiang thinks about it this way, it makes sense. No matter how powerful a person is, he can't be that scary.
Li Mo changed the subject, pointed not far away and said, "There are mountains and rivers nearby. It's quite pleasant to live here all year round."
"That's necessary. There are very few good locations with mountains and rivers like this." Zhou Xiang put aside the distracting thoughts for the time being, and instead took the initiative to introduce, "Mr. Qin, you don't know something. This place was in the fifties and sixties." At first it was a wasteland with few human traces, but later I heard that the owner of this land had dug up nearly 10,000 acres of land in search of treasure. Look at the lake over there, it was dug out artificially. It's a pity that the so-called treasure was not found. My grandfather happened to be here and contracted it. In the past few decades, this farm changed hands several times, and finally it was contracted by us. "
"Since it is a deserted land with very few people, how can there be treasures?"
Li Mo was a little puzzled. Fifty or sixty years ago, the country was still in a special period, and everything was in need of improvement.
"I know something about this treasure. I heard that the owner of this land can trace his ancestors back to the late Qing Dynasty. There were six brothers who entered China with the American army and participated in the Eight-Power Allied Forces. Brothers. One of the six people was still a high-ranking official, and he plundered countless treasures, gold and jade, antique calligraphy and paintings, etc. in China."
"Later, when I returned to the United States, I sold a very small part of the antiques, and with the money I got, I bought this 10,000-acre land. I heard that the six brothers buried all the remaining treasures in their family's land in order to protect them. .”
(End of chapter)
