Due to the need to ensure the speed of the donkey cart, the Lin family's trip to Heyang seemed quite leisurely.
The horses Su Xiaonuan bought were all brought with him. Jiang Fan had just learned to ride a horse not long ago and was still fresh enough about it, so he naturally got one.
Lin Wanru, Lin Wanqing and Tieniu also rode on horseback.
What surprised Jiang Fan was that Hong Qigong did not sit on the donkey cart, but also chose to ride a horse.
It's just that compared to others, Hong Qigong's riding posture is weird.
He was riding backwards...
And he was riding at the front of the team.
Ever since, from Jiang Fan's point of view, it was Hong Qigong riding on the horse, staring at him with a rather playful look all the time.
This made Jiang Fan very uncomfortable.
So after walking for a while, Jiang Fan took the initiative to kick the horse's belly to make the horse move forward faster. Until he was parallel to Hong Qigong, he coughed twice and said, "Qi Uncle, do you know Zhang Guo?"
old?"
Hong Qigong's originally squinted eyes were obviously glazed over.
After hesitating for a while, he asked: "Who is Zhang Guolao...?"
"Uh, don't you know him? Looking at your riding posture, I thought you and he were friends."
Jiang Fan said with a smile.
"What does my riding posture have to do with that Zhang Guolao?"
Hong Qigong was very confused.
"Because Zhang Guolao also likes to ride backwards, but Zhang Guolao is not riding a horse, but a donkey."
Jiang Fan said truthfully.
Hong Qigong couldn't help but be silent for a while, and then he finally said, "Are you scolding me?"
"Ah?! No, where do you start talking about this? There really is a person like Zhang Guolao, and he really likes to ride donkeys upside down. According to legend, he is an immortal who has lived for more than three thousand years and can travel thousands of miles in a day.
"
Jiang Fan said very seriously.
Hong Qigong stared at Jiang Fan carefully for a while. Judging from the feeling of anger and the changes in Jiang Fan's demeanor, Hong Qigong was generally sure that Jiang Fan was not lying.
This is strange...
Why has he never heard of Zhang Guolao?
"Brother Jiang, there is something unclear about the old man. I hope Brother Jiang can clear up the confusion."
Hong Qigong no longer struggled with the name Zhang Guolao, and instead smiled and said.
"Seventh uncle, please tell me. I will tell you everything I know and tell you everything I want to say."
Jiang Fan leaned forward and said.
"Where did the method of tempering oneself that Brother Jiang taught Xiao Nuan yesterday come from? That method was very novel and very consistent with Xiao Nuan's own characteristics. What surprised the old man even more was that it seemed to be suitable only for Xiao Nuan.
, at least even I can’t practice in that way.”
Hong Qigong asked with a smile.
"Well, it's just a temporary whim, nothing complicated. As for it's only suitable for Xiao Nuan... it's also because Xiao Nuan's heart is quite simple, but she's not stupid. It's not easy to do this.
"
Jiang Fan's words were a little vague.
Mainly because he himself doesn't know how to explain it.
You can’t tell the story of The Legend of the Condor Heroes again, right?
"A temporary whim..."
Hong Qigong raised his white eyebrows and continued: "Brother Jiang, don't blame the old man for being blunt. You should...have no foundation in learning martial arts, right? Including the fact that you are now able to enter the rank, it seems that it is also because of Wanru's help
.In that case, how do you achieve such a deep understanding of martial arts?"
"Xiao Nuan, let's not mention it for the moment. Even Wanru and Wanqing received your guidance to break through the bottleneck. To be honest, even the old man I can't do similar things, so I don't understand why you are such a helpless person.
How can anyone with a basic knowledge of martial arts have such a deep understanding of martial arts? This is too contradictory."
There is no way to answer this question...
How do I know why those theories in martial arts novels are really useful in your world?
Jiang Fan had a tangled look on his face, scratched his head, and said tentatively: "Well... maybe I have a special talent? I have a sharp vision? So I can always see some scenery that others can't see?"
Hong Qigong glanced at Jiang Fan and said, "Do you believe this nonsense?"
Well...you old man said it was bullshit, can I still believe it?
Jiang Fan rolled his eyes, knowing that Hong Qigong was not easy to fool, but he really couldn't give a reasonable explanation.
After thinking about it for a while, he said: "I wonder if Uncle Seven has heard a word? Those who call the authorities are confused, but those who watch are clear. There are many things that you can't see clearly when you are in the middle of the game. I really don't have any martial arts foundation, but
That doesn't mean I can't see the problem."
Hong Qigong's eyes lit up and he murmured: "The authorities are confused...bystanders are clear? This is very interesting. Brother Jiang, you are indeed a man of great wisdom. No wonder it seems that you are so accurate. The old man was still a little skeptical before, but now
It seems that there is nothing exaggerated.”
At this point, Hong Qigong changed the subject and continued his previous doubts: "Although what you said makes sense, it is still too much to just use this sentence to explain that you can give advice to Wanru, Wanqing and Xiaonuan."
Far-fetched!"
Ouch!
Old man, why do you like to get to the bottom of things so much?
Don’t you know that curiosity killed the cat?
Don’t you understand the principle of keeping a thin line in life so that we can meet each other easily afterwards?
Licking his lips, Jiang Fan said, "Seventh Uncle, why don't I give you a poem? This poem should make you realize something."
"Oh? Brother Jiang's poetic talent is unparalleled. The old man knows it. I didn't expect that I would be lucky enough to see it today."
Hong Qigong said with a smile.
Jiang Fan cleared his throat and said loudly: "Looking at it from the side, it looks like ridges and peaks, with different heights near and far. I don't know the true face of the mountain, just because I am in this mountain."
As soon as he finished speaking, Hong Qigong's body visibly paused, and his originally hunched body seemed to straighten up instantly.
Suddenly, there was an uncontrollable release of breath from his body. Although the amount was very small, Jiang Fan, who was riding side by side with Hong Qigong, still felt the terrifying oppression!
This sense of oppression made it difficult for him to even breathe for a while!
"I don't know the true face of the mountain, just because I am in this mountain... Just because I am... in this mountain! So that's it... That's it! I understand! I've been wrong all these years! No wonder I still can't get it right! It turns out that it's fundamentally true
It’s wrong!”
Hong Qigong's old face was inexplicably full of excitement.
The whole person's demeanor looked a little crazy, and the aura emanating from him fluctuated erratically.
Jiang Fan was riding next to him, and he was very frightened. He always felt that Hong Qigong might suddenly slap him at any time and turn him into a pulp...
Fortunately, Hong Qigong's madness only lasted for a moment before he returned to normal.
After looking at Jiang Fan with a very strange look, he said: "The poem is a good poem, and it is worthy of the evaluation of unparalleled poetry. It's just that the word 'big mountain' used... is too rough."
Hey?!
How can this old man talk?
Do you think I want to use mountains? But I want to talk about Lushan Mountain. Do you understand?
Jiang Fan rolled his eyes.
My heart said forget it, I respect the old and love the young, and I don’t share your common sense.