The old man stood in front of Qi Chen. The more he looked at him, the more impatient he looked.

This fist is not a fist, and the legs and feet are not legs. Even if it looks a little neat, it is still a trick after all.

He is not an ordinary person. He naturally knows more inside information and has met many masters. He can tell Qi Chen's background at a glance.

"call....."

Sensing that there was someone next to him, Qi Chen slowly finished his exercises. After opening his eyes, he saw the old man in Tang suit.

"Old sir, do you have a problem?" Qi Chen asked respectfully. He could see that the other person's background must be extraordinary. He was a member of the upper class, and he was very impressive and had the aura of a superior person.

The old man smiled and said: "Young man, what are you practicing? Why haven't I seen this?"

"It's my own creation. It's just nonsense." Qi Chen naturally wouldn't reveal it.

The old man sighed, shook his head and said: "No need to lie, I know where you come from, and there is a purpose for coming here."

Qi Chen didn't know why.

"I said that I am getting old and don't want to pay attention to those disputes. As for my granddaughter's marriage, it depends on what the girl likes."

"Young man, I don't know which family in Jiang Night Market you are from. If you are just here to gain favor in front of me, or for my granddaughter, I advise you to give up this idea, you will not succeed."

Although the old man's tone was light, he was quite conceited and felt like he was in a high place.

Jiang night market?

It turns out that this old man is from the provincial capital.

However, Qi Chen soon discovered that the other party had misunderstood him, and said with a smile: "Old sir, you have misunderstood. I am just here for morning exercise, and I have no idea who you are."

The old man smiled half-heartedly, obviously not believing what Qi Chen said.

Qi Chen said helplessly: "In that case, I won't bother you. There are also elders and juniors who have some advice."

"The cold in your body is too strong, so it's not suitable to exercise in the early morning. It's best to do it in the evening."

"Also, your move is wrong."

After saying that, he turned around and left.

When the old man heard this, he looked stunned.

Is this young man giving advice?

As for the cold?

He is in very good health. Countless experts and even martial arts masters have praised his body and he is even stronger than some young people.

Why the cold!

As for the moves, although I have struggled a bit in martial arts due to my age over the years, it is not my turn to be taught by my juniors yet.

"You are really a child who cannot be taught!"

The old man was so angry that he blew his beard.

"Grandpa, who provoked you again? I heard your voice from so far away."

At this moment, a young and cute figure came over, protected by several bodyguards.

The girl held the old man's arm and kept swinging, with a bright smile on her face, a simple ponytail, and cunning eyes.

"You girl, be gentle, you want to drive your grandpa away." The old man said with a doting look on his face.

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drown.

"Grandpa, you haven't said what happened yet. What happened to that boy just now?" Qiao An said reluctantly.

The old man could only say briefly.

The girl's eyes widened, she was furious, and she said dissatisfied: "Those guys are really chasing after me. My dad can't do anything, so I can only think of ways to please you, grandpa."

"Grandpa, you must not be swayed. I am only twenty-one years old and I don't want to get married yet."

"If you don't want to marry, of course you won't!

"Whoever dares to marry you, I will destroy him." The old man pretended to be angry.

"Then I'll become an old nun." Qiao Anci rolled his eyes.

Her grandfather was Qiao Shexing, one of the founding heroes of the country.

But later he retired and returned to live in Jiang Night Market, where he got married and started a business.

But because of his special status, especially in recent years, the Qiao family has gradually grown and has outstanding family members in all aspects, so people often come to visit.

The old man couldn't bear the disturbance, so he took his granddaughter who was spending the summer vacation to this small city in order to be clean.

Unexpectedly, I met someone from Jiang Night Market again.

"Grandpa, next time that man comes over, let the bodyguards chase him away. His back doesn't look like a good person."

"Okay, okay, I'll listen to you." Qiao Shexing nodded, but at this moment, his eyes suddenly stopped.

He saw many marks on the ground.

This place is where Qi Chen practiced just now.

"This..." The old man narrowed his eyes.

"Grandpa, what's wrong? Aren't they just some shoe prints?" Qiao Anci said confused.

The old man shook his head solemnly: "That young man has been practicing here for two days. I thought he was practicing randomly, but you see, he was able to leave traces on this asphalt road, and it seems that there are traces to follow."

The old man stared up and down with his eyes, and finally opened his mouth.

"The word 'forever'!" The girl exclaimed: "Looking from a distance, it really is the word 'forever'!"

"Looking at it this way, it seems that the handwriting is pretty good."

More than good.

The girl couldn't see it, but the old man was knowledgeable in this regard.

"This is the writing method of regular script. It hides the edge in the heart, does not reveal the ferocity, and is completely natural..."

The old man was extremely excited.

"This is calligraphy master!"

He only felt his scalp numb. It was a feeling of seeing a treasure. He hadn't been so excited in many years.

Moreover, the opponent still used his feet to grind it out. Could it be that the young man was really practicing a special kind of martial arts?

Qiao Anci was speechless. She knew that her grandfather loved collecting famous calligraphy and paintings. Not many could catch his eye and not many could be praised by him.

A young man won the praise of his grandfather with just one word?

In fact, the old man was more excited in his heart than he showed.

"In one word, all the energy and energy are present, and every stroke is almost perfect. If it were written on paper, it would be perfect.

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What a work it must be.”

"However, I always feel that something is wrong about those places." The old man hesitated.

"Well? Grandpa, have you noticed that the grass here is longer than that side?" Qiao Anci said suddenly.

Qiao Shexing frowned and saw that there was indeed a difference.

The lawn near the young man's practice was, for some reason, a head taller than other places.

He suddenly raised his head and looked at the ancient ginkgo tree. Not surprisingly, the leaves were even denser as they were leaning towards Qi Chen.

"Monk!"

The old man finally understood what was causing the confusion in his heart just now.

This word "Yong" is too spiritual and cannot be written by ordinary people.

"That person is a monk?" The girl's cute eyes widened in disbelief.

It is not that their grandfather and grandson have never seen monks before, but such a young monk seems to have never appeared in the outside world except in some special places.

"Is that young man really not from Jiangye Market?" The old man was extremely shocked.

"This small city of Licheng is really full of hidden dragons."

"I hope he can come tomorrow." The old man felt extremely distressed and ashamed of his attitude just now.

He loves calligraphy so much that he really wants to see Qi Chen write a calligraphy seriously.

"It's really interesting. It seems like this summer vacation won't be boring anymore." Qiao Anci shook her ponytail and smiled, her eyes twinkling.

…

"Received the old man's worship, the merit value is 100."

Not long after Qi Chen left, he saw changes in his merit value.
To be continued...