The New Territories area has undulating hills, with the highest peak, Tai Mo Shan, reaching an altitude of 957 meters.
In addition to the larger land area, the New Territories also includes 233 nearby islands, with a large number of villages and different pronunciations.
People living in this area use a variety of different Chinese dialects, such as Hakka, Waitou, Danjia, Fu-Lao, etc. Communication in remote areas is difficult and development is inconvenient. Many village residents have moved Entering cities and towns, where people live and work together, many villages are abandoned.
Zuo Songxing is now in an abandoned village.
There are probably more than two hundred houses in this village, three horizontally and nine vertically. Many of the houses are still brick houses, but there are also cement buildings and numerous telephone poles. Many empty houses still have discarded electricity. furniture.
The lame Ghost Wangda walked in front. The alley was covered with cobwebs, the ground was damp, the walls were covered with moss, wild cats were scurrying around, and sparrows were perching on the walls.
"Okay! Found it."
Turning around the alley, Gui Wangda's voice became a little more excited. There was a piece of flat land ahead, and not far away was the gate of a primary school.
Inside the iron gate, there is first a playground, a play area with slides, seesaws, climbing frames, horizontal and parallel bars, and then a classroom with the door ajar.
"We can spend the night here tonight."
Ghost King Da stepped forward and pushed open the iron door.
Zuo Songxing followed him and walked in. The primary school was not big, and it only had a playground, a play area, and a few classrooms. He didn't know whether the utility room and canteen were behind the row of classrooms, or were they... When this primary school was established, there was no canteen at all.
After all, this village is only that big. In the past, when the villagers were still there, it was very convenient for the children and teachers to go home to eat. It might be much more convenient than building a canteen for the school alone.
Gui Wangda dragged his lame leg and ran straight to the classroom without stopping. As soon as he entered, he exhaled with satisfaction and sat directly on the table used by primary school students.
Zuo Songxing walked in and felt a lot of coolness all over his body. When he was walking outside before, the stuffy heat and the weird smell that could not be accurately described that was unique to uninhabited mountain villages were all gone here. diluted.
The windows are open and the air circulates. There is no moldy smell in the classroom, and the strange smell from the streets outside does not come in. It is cool and dry.
Zuo Songxing leaned on the podium, breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "Why is this place so much better than outside?"
"There are always differences in the environment inside and outside the house, and places like primary schools are often treasured places in a village. They are chosen in good locations and carefully built. They are warm in winter and cool in summer, and wet on the outside and dry on the inside."
I walked too much today. As soon as Gui Wangda sat down, his lame leg felt sore and numb. He punched it lightly with his fists and gasped slightly. "As the leader of this generation of ancient Chinese boxing, I Adhering to the ambition of letting everyone practice martial arts, I have visited many places on the spot."
"At that time, people in the village welcomed me very much. Everyone was willing to use the money they spent to buy wave candy to exchange martial arts secrets with me. Some people in the village were so enthusiastic that they even gave me pig heads. I secretly smashed the piggy bank and put all the money in it into my 'Everyone has Kung Fu' donation box."
Zuo Songxing felt something was wrong when he heard this: "Do adults also buy corrugated lollipops? And use piggy-head piggy banks?"
Ghost Wangda waved his hand quickly: "Oh, don't worry about such details. In remote places, the folk customs are simple. In urban areas, not to mention elementary schools, even the kids in kindergarten are unwilling to believe the secret books I sell."
Zuo Songxing couldn't help but said: "So, you really came to these villages to coax the elementary school students."
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Ghost Wangda straightened his back and his face suddenly became serious: "I told you not to worry about the details. Do you know why you like to sweat so much?"
"Do I sweat?"
Zuo Songxing took the towel he had with him and wiped his forehead and neck, then took it in his hand and twisted it, squeezing out all the sweat.
"There seems to be a lot lately..."
He gurgled.
In fact, when he was learning qigong and practicing his special powers in the Mainland, he didn't sweat much even in the middle of summer.
But this year, in recent months, I don’t know why, but I always feel like something big is approaching me.
When the sky is a little cloudy, it feels like there are elephants flying in the sky. When walking in the middle of the night, it seems like there are whales following me behind the alley.
Even when I was reading, I would stop suddenly. I had a strong premonition that as soon as the page in my hand was turned over, a face as big as a whole room would pop out of the paper on the next page.
These feelings made it difficult for him to walk well, eat well, and read any book.
After following Hong Dong to Hong Kong, Zuo Songxing's feeling became more frequent. His heart was always beating fast and he sweated more.
Ghost King Da was like a miracle doctor, with piercing eyes. He ignored the shivering lame leg, and he was really a master. He said in a straight and clear tone: "Young man, the reason why you sweat is because of your external appearance." The sign of evil invasion and heavy moisture means that your boxing and qigong have not been practiced to the point where it is immune to cold and heat. Do you want to cure this problem?"
Ah Xing squeezed out another towel, and the water pooled on the ground. He nodded sincerely: "I really want to cure it, what should I do?"
"Ha ha ha ha!"
Ghost King Da laughed loudly, his voice bold and vicissitudes of life, "Since you asked the question sincerely, I will tell you with great mercy."
He took out a donation box from behind that said "Everyone has a chance to practice martial arts". There was also a map arranged with small lights on the box, shaped like a rooster, and the lights were shining. "Here, for only ten yuan, I will give you the ancient Chinese boxing skills." , I will explain to you the secret of the unparalleled magical skills that are fearless in cold and heat and impervious to all evil."
"I seem to have heard this somewhere. When I arrived at your grocery store on the first day, I already stuffed ten dollars into it many times!"
Zuo Songxing wiped the sweat from his face, "Hey, where did you get this box from?"
"I told you not to worry about the details."
Ghost King Da put the box behind him with a look of reminiscence, "I think back then, Tang Yin and Tang Bohu, the overlord spear of the Tang family that ranked first in the weapon list, once recited a poem called , others laugh at me for being too crazy, but I laugh at others because they can’t see through it.”
"These ten short words contain the essence of the most profound martial arts of ancient Chinese boxing that I want to say."
"Don't, people, laugh, I, too, crazy, crazy, I, laugh, he, people..."
Asing stretched his fingers and started counting. Ghost King Da reached out, pressed his hand down, and asked, "Do you know what epilepsy is?"
A Xing shook his head.
Ghost King Da sighed: "Help the crazy, help the crazy, the Tao helps the Tao, how can you achieve the Tao if you don't have the madness, and how can you help if you don't have the Tao?"
"If you talk about things that are unacceptable to everyone in a cheerful and laughing way, and if you bring up those things that everyone doesn't pay attention to in a loud voice to attract people's attention, this is called madness."
"Take away the unbearable troubles and give them laughter. This is called relief."
Ghost King Da was majestic and said, "Jidian, you are young, you have strong muscles and bones, a spiritual light spurts out from the Tianling Cap, you must have a ferocious dragon in your heart, your future achievements are limitless, but the shadow of this dragon is overwhelming. , the lack of certainty makes you sweat like rain. You must first understand the true meaning of the word epilepsy and subdue this ferocious dragon. When people look at you, they will laugh. Then your ancient Chinese boxing skills will be perfect, and you will not know how to do it. No matter how easy it is to sweat."
Zuo Songxing was stunned for a while after hearing this, and squeezed a handful of the towel on his hand: "I don't seem to understand. Is there any more direct and quick-effective method?"
Ghost King Da laughed loudly: "The ancient Chinese boxing techniques are all kinds of strange and all-encompassing. Of course they are there, but that's a different price."
He leaned forward and hooked his hands, "Call Master first to listen!"
Zuo Songxing nodded repeatedly: "Master, if I continue to make money in the future, I will definitely stuff more money into your box, each one will be more than ten yuan!"
Ghost King Da said in surprise: "Are there any denominations larger than ten yuan?"
Ah Xing patted his chest: "Of course, you can have it for a hundred yuan."
"Okay, then I will teach you the quickest trick."
Ghost King Da looked serious and said slowly, "You have to kneel three times and kowtow nine times to show your sincerity and determination."
Ah Xing immediately knelt down three times and kowtowed nine times. When he raised his head, he saw Ghost King Da pulling out a broken cattail leaf fan from behind very slowly and solemnly.
The strips, threads, and strips of cloth on the edge of this cattail leaf fan were supposed to bind all its blades and shape them into an approximately circular shape, but now, all of those things have fallen off.
The whole fan was in tatters and had turned black after being kept there for who knows how many years.
Ah Xing took the fan with both hands and stood up slowly. Seriously and forcefully, he grabbed the handle of the fan with one hand and fanned himself lightly.
"Ah~"
He made a comforting sound.
Ghost King Da asked: "How is it?"
Ah Xing shook his fan, feeling very happy, and said with a smile: "It's really effective, it's really fast, I don't feel hot anymore, and I don't want to sweat anymore."
He was sweating less quickly and his heart wasn't pounding so much. He suddenly thought of a serious question.
"By the way, didn't Master take me to bet on horse racing before? Why did he suddenly pull me and run to a remote place, all the way to a place like this?"
"Don't worry about the details."
Ghost King Da's voice became very deep, and he raised his hand to stop Ah Xing who wanted to continue speaking, and made a gesture of listening.
Axing also gradually heard different voices.
First there was the sound of wind. The wind blew through the alley and into the elementary school. It blew through the windows and lingered in the classroom.
Then there was the sound of rain. The rain fell, hitting the tiles of those blue-brick and black-tiled houses, and the nearby concrete floors and walls.
The wild cat barked softly and ran away to hide from the rain.
There were dark clouds in the sky, and branch-like lightning flashed across the sky.
It was stormy and thunderous.
Under the heavy rain, the light was dimmed, and only the occasional flash of lightning illuminated the profile of Ghost King Da in the classroom.
"I'll go out and take a look. Don't move around in the classroom until I come back."
Ghost Wangda stood up, first closed all the windows in the classroom, then walked out of the classroom door, turned his back to Ah Xing, and slowly closed the green lacquered wooden door.
There was a click, the door lock's bolt clicked, and the door closed completely.
Asing shook the broken fan in his hand. The sound of rain outside the window became louder, and the heavy rain made the window glass become moldy.
Ghost Wangda opened the door again and came back, wiping the rain on his face.
"No, I think this place is going to collapse. We can't stay here overnight. Let's go."
He also held two iron hats with strange patterns in his hands. He wore one himself and gave one to Ah Xing, "Come on, use this to keep out the rain."
Axing followed him out, and when he looked back, he finally understood why Ghost King Da said that the house was going to collapse.
Because now, the entire row of classroom bungalows has become a mountain on the roof.
——I don’t know how many people were thrown there to form such a large mountain of people, which was much larger than the combined volume of several classrooms.
During the heavy rain, dark mountains of people pressed against the roofs, threatening to collapse those concrete houses at any time.
Ah Xing covered his eyes with a broken fan and took a closer look.
The men in black clothes on the roof were all wrapped in black clothes, with only two eyes exposed. The colors of the eyeballs were also very abnormal, ranging from red, yellow, blue, and purple.
It was like a kind of brilliance that mortals could not look directly at, existing deep in their eyes. When everyone looked at it, they could only see the aspect they understood, and could not see the whole picture.
Just like a blind man touching an elephant, everyone gets a different answer.
That is a wisp of extreme demonic energy, which is deeply rooted in the minds and bodies of these people. The skills they have cultivated since childhood are completely centered around that ray of demonic energy.
This can be said to be the fastest martial arts in the world. No matter how thin or messy the Qi you have cultivated is, as long as it is fed to that wisp of extreme demonic Qi, and when it feeds it back, it will be extremely pure demonic power. .
Although this method cannot cultivate a true ultimate master, the simultaneous growth of the demonic energy and the body still allows the extreme demonic energy to exert astonishing lethality through these specially cultivated bodies.
"A really skinny camel is bigger than a horse. It's not a big deal to be able to kill these men, but it didn't let these people burn all the nearby houses to the ground."
A voice with a thin voice and a strange accent came from unknown sources, echoing throughout the deserted village. Even the gaps in the mountains outside the village seemed to be filled by this voice, no matter which direction it went, You can feel the air vibrating and the lingering sound lingering.
"It seems that although your injuries were so severe that you were no different than a dead person forty-five years ago, you are not completely disabled."
In the open space outside the iron gate of the elementary school, another group of men in black stood there. They had long iron ropes in their hands, and the end of the iron rope was connected to a strange weapon shaped like a birdcage.
At this moment, those weapons were rotating, making very little noise. They were obviously well lubricated. There was a feeling in the low rotating sound that they could cut anything.
Drops of blood.
Ah Xing touched his hat.
Obviously, these two hats are the tops left after tearing off the lower half of the blood drop and then breaking the iron rope.
There was also a group of men in black, carrying a sedan, descending from the sky.
The old guy sitting on the sedan had ten long and pointed fingernails, his face was white and bloodless, and he was dressed in white. He was neither male nor female.
Ghost Wangda said in surprise: "It turns out that gambling king Chen Song is also a bad guy."
“Aren’t gambling kings all bad guys?”
Ah Xing replied, "Hey, he's painted like this, how can you tell who it is?"
"I have studied all the popular candidates for the World Gambling King Competition. I originally wanted you to participate. If you win, then you will be paid."
Gui Wangda said confidently, "Although on the poster, he looks like a man in a suit and wearing glasses, when I was young, I suffered a lot from makeup skills. Later, I swore that after in-depth research, I still couldn't be fooled by his level of makeup. mine."
Eunuch Chen sneered and said: "You two, one of you has not regained the cultivation you have accumulated over the years, and the other has been hanging on for decades with only half a breath of true energy. You can only have tough words all over your body, right?"
His high-pitched voice screamed strangely, his fingers spread out, and his long nails glowed with a green light.
The smelly green air suddenly rose from every corner of the more than 200 houses in this village, and there were also a large number of green cyclones rushing over from the mountains.
"meaning!"
Ah Xing quickly covered his face with a broken fan, "Is this old monster breathing methane as oxygen?"
Inside the green cyclone, hundreds of giant skulls condensed, their eye sockets filled with will-o'-the-wisps, flying all over the sky, pressing down on Ah Xing and Ghost King Da.
