"You have seen the wound of the deceased. I looked exactly the same as Yang Xianhua's wound. It should be the same murderer. His figure is completely different from Wang An. He should be able to rule out his suspicion."

Xu Huang didn't say anything, and poured the video back and played it again.

"This person is a bit weird. Look at his walking posture is a bit weird?" He clicked the pause button when he saw a picture.

"Wonderful, what's the weird way?" Feng Wu was stunned after hearing this.

"Didn't you notice that his arms basically remained motionless when he walked?" Xu Huang clicked on the video, and the person in the picture started to move again. His arms almost remained motionless when he walked.

"Hey, really, is there anything to say?" Feng Wu said after taking a closer look.

"He is in a state where he can take action at any time. He must act quickly. This skill is mostly on both hands, and he is still very clever."

"Well, professionals are different, so he is very dangerous. We have to find him as soon as possible. Do you have any ideas?"

"You'd better ask Chen Xifeng again. He must have concealed very important information." Xu Huang said.

"Okay, then I'll ask him again."

After Feng Wu left, Xu Huang took a small part of the conversation on the screen and slowly enlarged it, and finally a blurred hand appeared on the screen.

"Is this an iron sand palm?"

Li Hsinchu has left Wang An’s residence, and he is sending messages in the Tai Chi chat group with his cell phone.

"Which friend knows where the ancient boxing tutorial of Xingyiquan is available?"

After a while, someone sent a message.

Serious person: "@Suzi, this is a Tai Chi enthusiast communication group. If you go here to find Xingyiquan Tutorial, it is equivalent to going to a ramen restaurant to have someone give you a seafood pizza. You are a bit too much."

The wind blew: "@Suzi, you can't help but betray after all. Do you think Tai Chi is too difficult to practice?"

Tai Chi Yan: "Vuzi should be the one with the highest attainments in Tai Chi among us."

The wind blows: "How tall is it, how many floors are that high?"

Serious person: "What building, Yihong Building or Happy Building?"

Chuanshuiliu: "I know a friend, and he has a copy there."

The strong wind blew: "Senior Brother, to be honest, is your friend yourself?"

Just as Wang An looked at Tai Chi Yan in the group, he sent a private message.

"Why do you suddenly need the boxing score of Xingyiquan?"

"I found it for a friend. He is a practitioner of Xingyiquan." Wang An said truthfully.

"I thought you encountered a hurdle in Tai Chi and wanted to find another way."

"I really encountered a hurdle." Wang An said with great sincerity.

"Since my friend wants it, I'll ask you about Duan Shuiliu. However, this kind of boxing tutorial is very precious in the eyes of experts. Just like the martial arts secrets in martial arts novels, it's not easy to take a look at it."

"Then I'll trouble you." Wang An said hurriedly.

"Everyone is friends, so be polite."

After chatting for a few words, Wang An put his phone aside and instead considered the problems he was facing now. He had to find a way to go up the mountain, but he had not seen the way to go up the mountain now.

"Can you open a way?" he murmured to himself.

He now practices dozens of Tai Chi every day, but the result is that he has increased his experience value in three days. According to his estimate, he has to practice about one hundred Tai Chi to increase his experience value in about a little.

In other words, if he wants to upgrade, he needs to practice Tai Chi seriously and 100,000 times. It will take nearly three years to calculate that he practices Tai Chi 100 times a day. This is just an estimate, and it may not be able to move up at all later.

"Take it slow."

In the next few days, the guards did not come to him. He felt that the matter should have come to an end, so he was about to drive back to his hometown to see the two old men.

Recently, the two old men have called him from time to time, obviously very worried about him.

In addition, he felt that in order to make the two old men happy, could he spend money to rent a girlfriend back? He had to ask Li Hsinchu for help after thinking about this, after all, he had many friends.

"Rent a girlfriend? How could you come up with such an idea?" Li Hsinchu was stunned after hearing Wang An's thoughts.

"Is there any problem? Isn't this very popular now? Renting one back to make the elderly happy and spending money to buy happiness is pretty good."

"No, what if I've finished coaxing?"

"I'll tell the old man that it's not suitable, so I'll split up."

"Well, this logic is nothing wrong!" Li Hsinchu raised her thumbs up after hearing this.

"It's just that I think people like you shouldn't have this bad idea."

"Otherwise, I'm really looking for one? I can't find a suitable one in such a short time?"

"Do you have any specific requirements? What height and appearance?"

"You have to be overwhelmed, the key is that you have a good temper and a good brain, so don't expose yourself."

"Well, if you really want to rent one, I will go back and find one for you. I will learn that I am well-educated, have a good appearance and a good figure. The key is to have a sweet mouth. I know a technician with a degree, good appearance and a better figure. The sound has absolutely high sugar content, and it seems...ah, I was wrong!" Li Hsinchu looked at Wang An's face and changed his words quickly.

"When do you want it?"

"See if it can be within a week?" Wang An thought for a while.

"Okay, then I'll do it as soon as possible."

Just as he was saying this, the phone rang.

"Hey, well, it's me, what, "Rahan Fist"? What I want is the boxing score of "Xingyi Fist". That's different, it's far different. What does it mean to be a boxing, and the turtle fist is also a boxing. Can it be the same?"

When Wang An heard his conversation, he nodded, meaning that he could go and see it. Seeing this, Li Xinzhu immediately changed his words.

"Okay, then go and have a look. I'll tell you, boy, don't fool me. If you dare to make a comic strip for me again, I'll kill you!"

Bang, Li Hsinchu hung up the phone.

"My friend, who was engaged in antiques and cultural relics, said he got a book called "Arhat Fist", which seemed to be an ancient boxing book. He said it should be a while ago..."

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Just the one we saw last time?"

"It's not him, the other one, that guy once sold fake things to someone and was blocked into the alley and almost got beaten to death. I happened to pass by and saved his life." Li Xinzhu said.

"Then go and have a look."

"But that's not "Xingyiquan"?!"

"You can polish jade from other mountains, but there is no harm in seeing."

"Okay, I'll ask him now."

An hour later, in a private room at a hot pot restaurant, Wang An met Li Xinzhu's friend with a round face, big head, but very thin body. The windbreaker was worn on her body like a robe. From a distance, she looked like a pumpkin carrying a sugarcane.

"Let me introduce you, Jin, come, cultural relics and antique dealer, my friend, Wang An." After sitting down, Li Hsinchu introduced each other to the two.

"Hey, you have a look, I've brought you something. Look, it is said that this was circulated when Faxing Temple was burned, and it was an old object." When he said this, Jin Kuailai took out an ancient book, and there were traces of it being burned by the fire on the edge.

Li Hsinchu took it and looked through a few pages and handed it to Wang An who was beside her.

Wang An took it over and saw that the paper was yellow and felt a little rough. There was indeed a complete set of boxing books, including texts, maps, and there were some thin lines on the map.

"Well, it should be an ancient book, so you can stay." Wang An nodded after reading it once. He had no research on cultural relics, but he still had some insights into boxing scores.

"Okay, I want this book, how much does it cost?"

"Well, this number." Jin quickly stretched out three fingers.

"Three hundred, okay!" Li Xinzhu said this and was about to pay for it.

"Oh, my brother, what about you robbery?! What three hundred, add two zeros to the next, 30,000."

"What's the thing? Such a broken book is worth so much?" Li Xinzhu glared at the sight of him.

"You don't understand cultural relics! This is an antique. Besides, I have tried my best to find this book for you and traveled thousands of miles. This is a family heirloom in my hands. I begged my grandfather and grandma. I have worn out my mouth and I am willing to give up my love."

"Why don't you say you have experienced eighty-one difficulties? You are used to cheating people in business and cheating me!"

"What does it mean to cheat people? I am a famous person who is fair and just. This has already given you a 30% discount."

"It seems that you won't be able to reduce a zero price, and the price is 3,000!" Li Xinzhu said.

"No, you're so cruel. For the sake of our knowledge for so many years, 25,000."

“Three thousand five.”

"Twenty-three thousand."

The two of them went back and forth, and the price finally came to 10,000.

"Hey, I, I lost money!" Jin Kuailai gritted his teeth and stomped his feet, looking like he was cutting his flesh.

"Play, you continue acting! From 30,000 to 10,000, you will lose money. Do you have to lose money?" Li Xinzhu glared at him, took out his mobile phone and started transferring money.

"Hehe, brother, I am also supporting my family, right?" Jin Kuailai said with a smile.

Wang An, who was standing by, did not care about the bargaining process between the two, but looked at the book "Arhat Fist". It is both Buddhist martial arts and is considered to be of the same origin as the "Vajra Zen Palm" he practiced. It seems that this should be a fierce journey.

"Come on, let's start eating." Li Hsinchu poured a glass of wine for Jin.

"Thank you, brother, I'll give you a cup, Brother Wang?" Jin Kuang looked at Wang An, who was concentrating on the boxing score.

"Let's drink, don't bother him."

The two of them clinked the glass, drank the wine in the glass in one go, and then ate the meat in a big mouthful. Wang An, who was beside him, fell into deep thought as he looked at the words in the boxing brochure.

"Practice your body first, then practice your strength and then practice your qi."

He remembered that there was a similar description in "Vajra Zen Palm". At that time, he also wondered what "qi" meant, and now he saw this in this book "Arhat Fist".
Chapter completed!