Zheng Xiaoxu was near the large market where Zhuanghe troops were stationed. He saw a few people surrounding a man with extraordinary skills and fighting fiercely. This was Song Shoushan's troops from the third regiment. Although the soldiers fought hard and fought hard, they still couldn't resist.
That strong man with unique skills.
"Stop!" Song Shoushan couldn't stand it anymore. He pulled out his pistol and loaded the bullets. He shouted: "You came to Zhuanghe to steal, especially young, old, women and children. Don't think that we can't do anything to you because we are not as good as you. We cherish you."
You are so good at martial arts and I can’t bear to hurt you!”
The strong man took out his money bag: "The money here is all obtained by me committing crimes here. If you ask the old immortal from the Hu family to come to see me, I will give you justice!"
"Hu family? Do you dare to scold my third young master?" Song Shoushan looked at the man in front of him in surprise, wondering about this man's identity.
"Wrong! What I want to see is Hu Zhiyong's uncle, an old guy who has been hiding in the mountains for more than 20 years!" The strong man smiled and told the person he wanted to see.
"Since you want to meet my young master's uncle, you must let him know your name, right?" Song Shoushan narrowed his eyes slyly and stared at the strong man's face.
"Tell him, my name is Li Jinghua."
"The thief Swallow Li San?" Zheng Xiaoxu said in surprise, and in one sentence he revealed the middle-aged man's identity.
"Oh, who do I think he is? It turns out to be the prime minister who took refuge in the little devil and recognized the thief as his father!" Li Jinghua's identity was revealed by Zheng Xiaoxu, and he unceremoniously revealed the old man's origins.
"Humph, you are just a sneaky person, why do you have the face to teach me a lesson?" Zheng Xiaoxu couldn't bear to be scolded as a traitor and traitor. The great calligrapher who was keen on politicians, because he became the Prime Minister of Manchukuo, his relatives and friends
They all severed contact with him.
"I am a thief, and I once stole your paintings and calligraphy to sell them for money. But I gave the money to the poor to survive. What about you? Not only are you a thief, but you also help foreign enemies to kill the elders of the Northeast!" Li Jinghua said
Being mean and ridiculing without any shame.
"Nonsense!" Zheng Xiaoxu couldn't help but get angry, pointing at the famous robber in Beijing and Tianjin and shouting: "I never kill anyone, and I have never harmed a Chinese person!"
"Inaction as an official is worse than killing people!" Li Jinghua pointed his finger at the group of soldiers he had just fought with: "They have no skills, but under my men they desperately take care of each other and fight back against me. But you, a dignified high-ranking official,
You can't ask for life for the people, the dead can't scold you, but the living can spare you?"
"Poof!" Zheng Xiaoxu spat out a mouthful of blood like a spurt, shocking the people around him.
The bodyguards who were following him hurriedly helped him, and the rest of the guards surrounded him with ill intentions. Song Shoushan took a step across to block Li Jinghua, and said to this group of noble guards: "Don't move! No matter what.
No one can cause trouble in the Zhuanghe boundary!"
"Go away, we are from the Manchukuo Special Operations Team. I have the power of life and death!" The leader of the team had a bad look on his face and threatened to take out the weapon from his waist. Li Jinghua pulled onions on dry land and passed over Song Shoushan's head in the blink of an eye.
Got the special operations team's gun in hand.
Song Shoushan took advantage of the moment when everyone was stunned and pointed his gun at the head of the arrogant leader of the action team: "Are you mentally retarded? Zhuanghe is not Xinjing, nor is it a place for you to run wild!"
"Stop!" Zheng Xiaoxu, a special operations team member who was about to resist, said to Song Shoushan, "I'm here to visit your young master and I want to discuss compensation for the pharmaceutical company."
"Compensation?" Song Shoushan asked in confusion: "We blew up the pharmaceutical factory ourselves, who said we should hold you responsible?"
"Hey, it's not because the islanders are so aggressive that the Third Young Master would endure the pain and harm himself." Zheng Xiaoxu told Song Shoushan what Manchukuo wanted and asked: "I want to see it here and I won't break your rules."
"It's okay to visit, but your guards cannot carry guns. The weapons are kept here and will be returned to you when you leave." Song Shoushan took the guns from Li Jinghua and ordered the soldiers to take them away.
"Hey, where is my matter?" Li Jinghua was anxious. Everyone else's matters had been settled, but his matter had not yet been settled.
"Let's understand your case first, and then talk about other things." I heard that this man was a famous thief in Beijing and Tianjin, and said jokingly: "You stole the old man and the child to test us. You go ahead, our young master is in the village.
He, don't be itchy in his mansion."
Li Jinghua was born in Cangzhou. He met Hu Zhiyong's uncle and became good friends. At that time, Yanzi Li Sancai was a child in his teens. When he saw the Hu family's magical flying in the mountains and forests, he had the idea of apprenticing to his teacher.
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Uncle Hu had known for a long time that this kid had been holding his breath and watching him practice martial arts in the woods for three consecutive days. It was so cold that he could go to the woods an hour early every morning to ambush him and wait until Uncle Hu finished practicing his boxing and kicking skills before leaving.
Finally, Li Jinghua had to practice what he saw again.
Qinggong relies on inner energy and skills. Seeing Uncle Hu's unique skills of flying over eaves and walking over walls every day, with his body like a swallow, Li Jinghua couldn't help it any longer, and automatically walked out and knelt on the ground to learn from him.
Uncle Hu was a martial arts fanatic. When he saw this child's perseverance and perseverance, he couldn't help but fall in love with him. However, the Hu family's boxing techniques were never spread to outsiders, and he couldn't bear to let the child in front of him be disappointed. Finally, he selected three of the three from Shenxing Feizong.
The trick was taught to Li Jinghua as a friend.
Three or four days later, Li Jinghua practiced the three magical moves of eight steps to the air and three swallows to cross the water. He jumped up and down on the ground and could jump close to the water surface, just like a swallow flying across the water. Therefore, Uncle Hu
Ridiculing him as Swallow Li San.
The old man and the young man had only known each other for more than ten days, and the two had become sworn friends. Later, Li Jinghua became famous in Beijing and Tianjin, and he came to Zhuanghe many times to meet with Uncle Hu.
When Hu Zhiyong was six years old, Uncle Hu begged him to teach martial arts to his nephew, whom he had never met. Li Jinghua was very surprised. The Hu family's Kung Fu was so powerful, why should he be taught martial arts by an outsider?
Cangzhou is an important place in Jifu and has been a must for military strategists of all dynasties. Many wars occurred in Cangzhou area in each dynasty. Frequent wars have devastated the people and made their livelihood difficult, so they must master the skills of offensive and defensive fighting to save themselves.
Li Jinghua is good at Yanqing Short Fight Kung Fu, which is what Uncle Hu values. It is characterized by light and agile movements, flexibility and change, emphasis on waist and leg skills, thick feet, correct frame, and sufficient power. In addition, the eyes and leg skills
The coordination is unique, with a unique style: focus on the eyes, take into account all directions, the eyes assist the body technique, and the eyes assist the energy. The leg technique requires sufficient strength, clean and neat.
Uncle Hu, who once wanted to make further breakthroughs in martial arts, wanted his nephews to make achievements in martial arts. Because of his lack of potential, he could never find a way to a higher level of martial arts.
After listening to Uncle Hu's words, Li Jinghua agreed to his request. He began a year and a half of training for Hu Zhiyong in Hujiazhuang, Zhuanghe. At that time, the third son of the Hu family was very smart, and he could learn countless things immediately, and he had many skills.
The ability of photographic memory. In order to continue to train his smart nephew, Uncle Hu taught all the Hu Jiaquan to Li Jinghua and asked him to teach Hu Zhiyong on his behalf.
From extreme joy to sorrow, Li Jinghua loved the young Hu Zhiyong and gave the young man a magic pearl he stole from the palace. He was afraid that he would lose the treasure and he was afraid that he would show it off, so Li Jinghua tried his best to give it to the young man.
The divine bead was put into the abdominal cavity of the Hu family's precious golden Buddha.
Hu Zhiyong put it on and became stupid day by day. Little did Li Jinghua know that it was his fault that caused the third son of the Hu family to be in a coma for eleven years. Li Jinghua also didn't know what the origin of this bead was.
, I only know that it will send out a powerful force.
Hearing that his nephew had become a fool, Uncle Hu sighed and accepted his fate. Li Jinghua said goodbye to him and lived in Nanyang for more than ten years to experience and travel. The three northeastern provinces were invaded by Japanese pirates, and Li Jinghua, who was worried about Uncle Hu's comfort, returned to China on a merchant ship.
Walking into Zhuanghe, Li Jinghua was infected by the vitality here. When he searched for Hu Zhiyong in the bank yard, he saw the golden Buddha still hanging around the neck of the third young master.
"What? Are you my master?" Hu Zhiyong was really shocked when he heard Li Jinghua's introduction.
"Don't believe it? Call your uncle who is old and immortal. He can prove it." After Li Jinghua and Uncle Hu got acquainted, they became known as Little Immortal and Old Immortal.
"Do you know my uncle?" Hu Zhiyong was dubious: "Where did you know him?"
"Hey, I often go to his kennel too!" Li Jinghua smiled and pointed at Hu Zhiyong's neck: "I gave you the magic bead in the golden Buddha. Did you lose it?"
"What?" Hu Zhiyong's expression changed. He was not happy, but almost wanted to strangle the mysterious man in front of him to death.
"Little bastard, do I have a grudge against you?" Seeing Hu Zhiyong's murderous eyes, Li Jinghua was in a daze in surprise.
"You hurt me!" Hu Zhiyong finally held back his anger. He thought that if it weren't for this inexplicable bead, his soul would not be able to be resurrected through it. But he was even more angry because the appearance of the third young master of the Hu family was too vulgar and his height
He is a third-class cripple.
"Did I hurt you?" Who is Li Jinghua? With just one sentence from Hu Zhiyong, he already knew that there was something wrong with that magical bead.
Hu Zhiyong talked about his discovery, took the golden Buddha from his neck and handed it to Li Jinghua: "It is a demon bead that can lose people's minds."
Li Jinghua shook his head in disbelief, took the golden Buddha and said, "This bead has been blessed and has become a divine bead."
Consecration, as a religious ceremony, originally came from Taoism, and consecration is one of the Taoist rituals. Consecration is to inject the invisible true spirit in the universe with boundless power into the statue of the god, and the statue also has the spirituality of boundless power.
Once ordinary items are consecrated, they will carry the holographic information of Buddhas and Bodhisattvas, which can also play a miraculous role in helping blessings, preventing evil spirits from causing mischief, eliminating disasters and illnesses, and seeking good luck and avoiding bad luck.
Hu Zhiyong was an iron-blooded soldier in the 20th century. Listening to Li Jinghua's explanation, he could not agree with this superstitious legend. But he knew that this bead really had power, and his mind could not resist it.
"Master, you only taught me martial arts back then?" Hu Zhiyong was very surprised, why neither the eldest brother nor the second brother knew the martial arts of the Hu family.
"Ask your uncle." Li Jinghua smiled and said nothing. He did not express any true thoughts.
Suddenly a master appeared, and it was Li San, the robber Yanzi who caused a sensation in Beijing and Tianjin. Hu Zhiyong happily asked him about the interesting things he committed crimes in the capital. Li Jinghua smiled mysteriously: "Do you really think that I did all those things?"
“Isn’t it you—” Hu Zhiyong was surprised: “Others used your name to commit crimes?”
Li Jinghua nodded and told him how he took the gold and silver treasures to Nanyang after completing three major cases in the palace: "I went to Nanyang after I left Zhuanghe. I didn't do any good things, and I couldn't do any bad things.