Chapter 8 The mysterious old beggar, accepting disciples?
Ye Wen's bright eyes scanned the roof of the building, and he immediately saw a black figure behind the roof.
"Get up." Ye Wen ran over in three steps at a time, only to find that the man was dead, and he was also a foreigner. He was lying on his back on the roof, and a line of blood and tears flowed from his right eye, his eyes widening.
His eyes were full of unwillingness, and even a hint of doubt.
What was he wondering about? Ye Wen didn't have time to think too much. He leaned over and grabbed the man's clothes, picked up the revolver next to him, and jumped down.
"Bang..." The foreigner's body was thrown to the ground by Ye Wen, and then his body fell down.
"There is only one person, and he is dead, and there is a gun on top." Ye Wen handed the revolver in his hand to Jiang Li, still filled with anger.
"Master, he is a foreigner." Gu Lin quickly walked over, took a look at Tiger's face, and said worriedly.
A foreigner died at home. This is no small matter. Even though the foreigner came to assassinate him, the government would not dare to take care of such a thing without evidence. They might even make them a scapegoat.
"Uncle Lin, ask the others to go back. Don't let too many people know about this matter. Then ask a few people to send this person out of the city overnight and bury him so that no one finds out." Jiang Li rubbed his aching temples and
He loaded the revolver in his hand and said to Gu Lin.
"Ali, in my opinion, this matter should be handled by the government." Ye Wen said hesitantly.
Jiang Li winked at Gu Lin and took Ye Wen back. For the rest, the old housekeeper was enough.
"Ah Wen, things are not that simple." Looking at Ye Wen who was hesitant to speak, Jiang Li said with a wry smile.
"Even if we send him to the government, this person is dead now. What's better is that even if the government believes what we say, they won't investigate the person behind it.
The worse ones, if there are foreigners who put pressure on them, they might bite us back. After all, people died in our homes, so the government must not get involved in this matter."
Hearing this, Ye Wen looked slightly startled and sighed, "Then what should we do?"
"Let's suppress this matter first. I believe that since the people behind the scenes sent people to assassinate me, they will definitely not make it public. Moreover, if we don't report it secretly, it will also make the other party afraid and lose their sense of proportion. When the time comes, they will reveal it.
It's easier to find the horse's feet." Jiang Li patted Ye Wen's shoulder and said softly.
"This is the only way." Ye Wen nodded and agreed.
It was getting late, and the two of them had no intention of continuing to chat. After sending Ye Wen to the room, Jiang Li also returned to his room.
"What's the smell?" As soon as he closed the door, Jiang Li smelled a stinky smell in the room, which almost stunk people to death. He frowned and turned around to ask someone to come over and clean it up.
"Hiss..." However, as soon as he turned around, Jiang Li felt the telekinesis in his mind beating wildly. Before he could make any move, he suddenly felt someone tapping him.
Then, his whole body became paralyzed. Except for his eyes, he could not move at all, and he could not even speak.
"It's over. I didn't expect that I would die in my room instead of being killed by the Americans." Jiang Li suddenly felt sad in his heart. He took all precautions, but he still fell into the pit.
"Hey, little kid, I know you want to call the person next to you, but it's useless. There are only five people in the world who can beat the old beggar, and that little kid is not one of them."
A deep and inexplicably familiar voice reached Jiang Li's ears, which made him feel slightly relieved. Since this person was talking to him, he didn't seem to have murderous intentions.
At this time, he only felt a flash in front of him, and suddenly there was an extra person. The sloppy figure, the face covered with dirt, the big yellow teeth, and the tattered cloth bag behind his back, immediately made him want to
Got up.
Isn't this man the beggar who stopped him at the door of Jiang Mansion this morning to beg for food?
"Boy, do you remember?" The old beggar chuckled, looked at Jiang Li and said, "Don't make any noise, the old beggar doesn't want others to know about me. If you agree, just blink and I will remove your dumb hole.
Got it, if you don’t agree...hehe"
The strange laughter gave Jiang Li goosebumps, and he blinked without hesitation.
He is very confused now. It is still an ordinary martial arts world, but suddenly a person who knows acupuncture appears. Please, this is something that only happens in martial arts novels, okay?
Only then did Jiang Li understand the true meaning of the chaotic late Qing Dynasty. Anyway, anything is possible. Let alone martial arts at this time, even if a zombie pops up now, he won't be a little weird anymore.
In any case, he knew that he had definitely met an expert. As for what the old beggar just said, whether Ip Man was his opponent, he was really not sure. After all, neither Huang Feihong nor Ip Man was there this morning.
See how weird he is.
He didn't see the old beggar move. Jiang Li only felt a tap on his body. He opened his mouth and found that his tongue could move. He breathed a sigh of relief.
The old beggar's mystery made him more determined in his previous thoughts. He was definitely an amazing master. After thinking about it, Jiang Li said,
"Senior, we have no grudges in the past and no grudges in the recent past. I, Jiang Li, consider that I have never offended you. If you want anything, just ask. If you can do it, I will never refuse."
"Haha, the old beggar really has something, and you can definitely help." The old beggar grinned, showing his big yellow teeth, and the pungent stench almost made Jiang Li sick to death.
"Senior, can you please stay away when you are talking? It would not be good for us two grown men to be seen by others." Jiang Li stood stiffly on the spot, with a forced smile on his face and said.
"It's okay, it's okay, I don't mind." The old beggar waved his hand and said indifferently.
"It doesn't matter to you, but I can't." Jiang Li complained crazily in his heart.
"Okay, senior, just tell me if there is anything you need my help with." Jiang Li suppressed the nausea and just wanted to send this old thing away quickly.
The old beggar grinned and said with a chuckle, "It's very simple, old beggar, I have only a few days to live, but I can't lose this skill, otherwise, when I go to the underworld in the future, I will be scolded to death by Xuantian's ancestors.
, it just so happens that you are quite to my liking, and you don’t have a master, so we’ll just make do with it, you become my master and I’ll teach you martial arts, that’s it.”
"Become a disciple?" Jiang Li looked stunned, feeling that his mind power had increased too quickly and he was hallucinating.
In the middle of the night, a stinking master ran into his room and used acupuncture skills only available in the martial arts world to acupuncture himself. He actually wanted to accept him as his disciple?
Fantasy novels are not so bizarre, right?
"How do you feel about my words? Boy, with your qualifications, if you accept me as your teacher, within three years, not to mention walking sideways in this world, there will definitely be no more than five people who can surpass you. By then, you will be the best in the world.
You are such a great master, you can do whatever you want, be free and happy, how happy you are."
The old beggar looked at Jiang Li expectantly and said.
"Senior, you are wrong, right? I don't have any good qualifications. Moreover, Feihong and Ah Wen said that I have passed the age of practicing martial arts. Even if I start practicing martial arts now, I will not achieve anything." Jiang Li looked at him.
He said confused.
"Fart, don't listen to their nonsense. The old beggar can smell your fragrance ten meters away. You have the same constitution as the old beggar's ancestor. How can the old beggar admit his mistake?" The old beggar cursed.
He scoffed at what Huang Feihong and Ip Man said.
"Smell?" Jiang Li's face froze and his nose twitched. Apart from the stench that filled the room, he couldn't smell any odor.
"Stop smelling it. This is a fragrance that ordinary people can't smell." The old beggar looked at Jiang Li with disdain and said angrily.
"Tao Xiang?" Jiang Li was suddenly confused. He knew the body fragrance. What was this incense?
"That's right, your body is flawless, there is not a trace of impurities, all the meridians are connected, the meridians are running smoothly, and you don't accumulate any impurities even when you eat normally.
It can be said that this is a perfect martial arts embryo. You can train him to the peak of any boxing and palm technique, and his power will not be weaker than any other martial arts."
"This kind of physique is similar to what those bull noses said about the innate Tao body. It is innately close to the Tao of heaven and earth. Therefore, your body will have a Tao fragrance."
The old beggar patted Jiang Li on the shoulder and asked him to turn around. Then he came to sit down at the table in the room, picked up the teapot on the table, and poured a glass of water.
"This morning, the old beggar smelled your fragrance from a long way away. Then he just went over to confirm."
"It's a good thing you met me, the old beggar. If you had met someone who knew magic, you would have become a human being in someone else's furnace sooner or later."
