Chapter 30 Qigong Master

After chatting a little with the old man, it was too late, and Anyang went back.

The old man's name is He Zhiming, and his family should be quite rich. He didn't ask for the specifics, nor was he interested in it.

Opening the door, there was a clanging sound in the kitchen. He thought it was Ji Weiwei, but after a closer look, he realized that it was Nie Xiaoqian.

Anyang was stunned for a moment, walked over and put his arms around her waist, looked at a chicken on the cutting board, and asked, "Where did you get your dishes?"

Nie Xiaoqian turned her head and smiled, and said, "I went out to buy it after four o'clock in the morning this morning to make up for your body."

Anyang was stunned again: "You know that it's past four o'clock in the morning, it seems that you have grown a lot, but... Did you pay for the food?"

Nie Xiaoqian smiled embarrassedly: "Forgot to bring it."

There was a black line on Anyang's forehead: "Well, the cash is in the drawer of the bedside table, as well as in the bank card. I will teach you to withdraw money at night. Remember to bring money in the future. It is not easy for others."

Nie Xiaoqian nodded: "Well, I will remember it. I know this bank, just like the previous bank."

Anyang said approvingly, "Yes, Xiaoqian is smart."

When he returned to the room, he found that a pile of clothes had been washed cleanly, but he did not dare to take them out to dry because of the sunlight outside the window. He smiled warmly, closed the bedroom door again, and took the clothes away. Hang it on the window sill in the bedroom.

This life seems to be pretty good.

The next day, he came to the park and found that the old man was waiting at the end of the forest path. There was a radiant old man beside him. Not a lot.

The two put a chessboard on the stone table, and each sat next to a small bench, and the voice of Old Man He could be heard from a distance.

"Come on, it's that guy."

The other old man glanced at him and dropped the chess piece in his hand.

"Old He, I see that you are becoming more and more unserious, there is no Tibetan Tantra, I tell you, there are quite a few living Buddhas recognized by true Buddhism, but a few will accept apprentices everywhere, you, you are really more and more Go back to life."

Anyang approached and glanced at him casually. He didn't expect the two of them to play Go, which was much higher than the chess played by ordinary little old men.

The old man greeted him, and he replied, but his face was a little pale, and he was unable to entangle with these two people. He walked to the chair and sat down on his own, and began to breathe according to the method described by Kunlun Jue. .

After a long time, the old man didn't bother him again, and the other old man also looked at him with admiration.

"How is it, Lao Qin, something doesn't feel right!"

"Well, this young man looked pale when he first arrived, but his steps were not vain, it didn't seem like he was overindulging, and he didn't seem to be staying up too much, but now his face has completely recovered, and he looks masculine. Little, I'm afraid it's really famous!"

The old man was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect the old man to observe so meticulously, but he didn't lose his temper. He said, "This is more than that. How many people have you seen sitting here motionless for a few hours? What's more, a young man people!"

The other old man nodded calmly: "That's true, but I still don't really believe what you said about Tibetan Tantra."

Not far away, Anyang opened his eyes, looked at the two bored old men, and couldn't help sighing. It happened that a young couple came from the forest path, and the man gave him a surprised look.

"Where's the sunflower collection, buddy?"

Anyang glanced at him and said nothing.

The woman next to the man gave him a hand and said, "Don't mind your own business and go your own way. Maybe someone is a qigong master. You know, there are rich and powerful people around here."

The man suddenly smiled: "Haha, or you are smart, you can fool one to the other, right?"

The two walked away smiling.

Anyang looked a little cold and was about to leave.

The old man next to Old Man He stopped him: "Hey, young man, don't go, my surname is Qin, you can just call me Old Qin."

Anyang was stunned for a moment, and then asked: "Are you looking for me?"

Old Qin waved his hand, with a high-ranking temperament on his body, and a calmness that ordinary people don't have: "It's okay, it's just that you are interesting, even if we know each other."

Anyang could see at a glance that the old man should be a retired cadre or something, with a heavy official tone and unquestionable words, but this was useless to him.

"Hello, Mr. Qin, my name is Anyang."

"Hello young man."

When he left, Old Qin looked at Old Man He, laid down a child, and said firmly, "This young man has a very unique temperament."

"Haha, tomorrow we will still play this game here!"

"Where is it not down!"

As a result, Anyang saw two old men for a few days, and the two old men's attitude towards him became more and more subtle. It seemed that they really regarded him as a strange person. Until one morning, Qin Lao actually came out and interrupted. He cleans up.

"Anyang?"

Anyang frowned, a little unhappy: "It's Mr. Qin, do you have anything to do with me?"

Old Qin waved his hand and said, "It's okay, I just wanted to ask what you were doing just now, are you practicing qigong?"

Really a boring retired old man!

Anyang looked at him helplessly, and simply admitted: "That's right."

Qin Lao immediately asked, "Where did you learn this qigong?"

Anyang said nonsense: "Ancestors."

"Oh...that's it, I see that you are practicing very seriously. What's the use of this qigong?"

"Prolonging longevity, strengthening the body, beautifying the face, and nourishing yin and yang, are equivalent to the powerful Vajra Pills!"

Qin Lao was stunned for a while, and then asked, "Can you treat someone?"

Anyang Zheng stopped, and said speechlessly: "Do you want me to perform an empty pot into a snake or something?"

Qin Lao was a little disappointed: "It's okay, I can't forget it."

Old man He came over and said, "Anyang, that's right, someone in Lao Qin's family is critically ill, and the best doctors in Jinguan City say it's no good, if you can, don't hide it. In the future, whatever you want to do in Jinguan City is easy to do!"

Listening to this, it seems that Qin Lao's power is very powerful, but he really can't do anything, and he doesn't need to rely on people to treat diseases to seek development.

Old Qin looked at Anyang with a hopeful face. He was originally an out-and-out materialist, and now he is desperately ill and went to the doctor. He did not let go of any hope, but when he saw Anyang shaking his head, he could only be disappointed. Look back.

"Oh, that's all, it's life and death."

The old man also sat down silently and set up the chessboard.

Anyang is the most helpless.

It's not easy to find a place to practice in the city, and he doesn't care if anyone sees it. After all, there are not many people who believe in this these days. He thought that most people regarded him as a liar and a lunatic, but he didn't expect to encounter two boring people. The old man just hooked him up with Tantric Living Buddhas and Qigong masters.

Are older people so superstitious, or are they the only ones?

The next day, Mr. Qin didn't give up, and continued to ask him if there were any elders in his family who could treat diseases, and if he knew any strange people who could treat diseases.

He was originally from an official family, and he was the most accurate in seeing people, but the more time passed, the more he could feel that extraordinary temperament from Anyang, especially Anyang's refusal to see a doctor for him, which showed that he was not a liar.

On the third day, two young people followed behind Mr. Qin, a man and a woman, with two bodyguards. The man was a little more mature, and the woman was in her youth.

Mr. Qin and Mr. He greeted Anyang and sat down to play chess. At first, the two young people were still standing behind Mr. Qin, but then they walked to Anyang with two bodyguards.

The man speaks first, followed by the woman.

"My name is Qin Gang, the grandson of Mr. Qin as you say."

"My name is Qin Zhu, and Qin is always my grandfather."

Anyang glanced at the two of them, frowned and said, "My name is Anyang."

The aloof temperament and condescending eyes of the two made him very disliked, especially the act of bringing bodyguards here, which gave people a sense of oppression.

Qin Gang asked, "Are you the qigong master my grandfather said?"

"no."

Anyang answered very succinctly.

Qin Gang was stunned for a moment, his eyes darkened, and he asked, "Are you sitting here practicing qigong?"

"no."

Qin Gang looked a little ugly: "Then what are you doing here?"

Anyang glanced at him with a sneer on his face.

"Load the fork."

Qin Gang took a deep breath, stared at him and said, "no matter what your identity is or what you do here, I just want to warn you, not everyone is easy to deceive, my grandma is seriously ill now, I don't I hope someone will do some messy tricks on her old man's house for money, you know?"

Anyang looked at him calmly, as if he saw two young people who were indignant when they saw their elders being deceived, and also saw a pair of brothers and sisters who were concerned but impulsive, saying: "Your grandfather wants me to go there, but It's a pity that I didn't plan to do that."

Qin Gang said, "that's good. Besides, you'd better stay away from my grandpa. He's not that easy to deceive."

Anyang sneered: "Oh, I'm sitting here well, you come to disturb me, I did nothing from beginning to end, you not only came to question, but also righteously said that I was a liar, don't you think it's too deceiving? ?"

Qin Gang squinted his eyes: "I don't care what deceiving people is too much, if I see you next time, I will make you look good!"

A cold light flashed in Anyang's eyes, he had killed someone before!

"What if I don't leave?"

Qin Gang sneered: "Then I don't mind knowing what's the use of your qigong."

Anyang's eyes were even colder: "It's not very useful, it can kill people!"

The two bodyguards felt that something was wrong and stepped forward to protect the siblings behind them.

Qin Gang swept his eyes and said, "Brother Hao, you are here just in time, let me see the qigong master's ability to kill!"

"okay!"

A bodyguard took a step forward and grabbed Anyang's shoulder with one hand.

Anyang is 1.8 meters tall, taller than many ordinary people, but it is nothing to him, his physique is far worse, not to mention that he is a veteran from the army, even if he has not been trained, he can fight several people like Anyang. .

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