Everyone was searching for the manhole cover. But Hengzhi was more concerned about Master Deming at this time. He went over and squeezed Deming's legs, and was very surprised and said: "Master, your waist and legs are really healed!".

Deming said calmly: "Hengzhi, help me sit in the wheelchair!"

"Oh, okay!" Hengzhi helped Deming walk out of the ring. As he walked away, Deming's body began to tremble and become unstable.

Hengzhi asked in surprise: "Master! Why do your legs feel soft again? Didn't they return to normal just now?"

Deming said: "I relied on the ninja's medicine powder to support my return to normal. Now that the medicine powder has disappeared, I can't stand still anymore!"

"Oh, Master, I will carry you!" Hengzhi carried Deming on his back.

It turned out that the medicinal powder disappeared and the master's leg muscles were going to relax again. Thinking of this, Hengzhi felt overjoyed.

Deming was tired and lay down early to rest. In the middle of the night, Deming suddenly coughed violently and vomited blood. Hengzhi, who was staying in the side room, was shocked when he saw this scene. After crying a few words, he hurried to find him.

Abbot.

Deyuan came with a monk doctor and took Deming's pulse. Seeing that his blood was weak, he asked anxiously: "Junior brother, how could this happen?"

Deming said in a weak voice: "Cartilage muscle relaxant surgery can help disabled people return to normal walking, but it cannot use internal strength. If a disabled person smells cartilage muscle relaxant powder and adjusts the internal strength to exert force, his vitality will be damaged. The well cover today

The medicinal powder used is very thick. Today I have had too much energy and my vitality has been damaged. I have to see the Buddha!"

Hengzhi on the side didn't believe his ears. It turned out that disabled people couldn't use martial arts after surgery for cartilage and muscle relaxation! He hated himself for not stopping his master from competing on the stage.

Deyuan shook his head and sighed, saying: "You shouldn't have come on stage at that time! Why didn't you listen to the advice?"

Deming smiled and said: "This is a good thing! It restores the reputation of Mount Wutai and allows me to see the Buddha! A good thing."

Hengzhi lay beside the bed and cried sadly: "Master! How could you lie to me like this! You knew you couldn't compete on stage!"

Deming held Hengzhi's hand and smiled. Suddenly his hand loosened and he passed away. Hengzhi did not believe the facts in front of him and cried out to Master in sorrow!

Deyuan placed Deming's ashes in the ashes of the temple. Hengzhi looked at the ashes of his master and felt a strong anger in his heart!

If the Japanese invaders had not put up the well cover to humiliate Mount Wutai, Master would not have died. If the well cover had not been covered with powder, the Master would not have died.

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. That night he packed up his parcel and sneaked down the mountain carrying a stick while no one was paying attention.

He wanted to go after the manhole cover. Because he heard that people had been searching for several days on the mountain but could not find the manhole cover. However, the people at the bottom of the mountain rumored that the manhole cover was not found.

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For example, they saw Japanese pirates competing on the road.

Hengzhi chased him all the way to Shandong. He didn't have any silver with him, so he had to change his mind and move forward. Since he was good at lightness, he hurried to catch up as soon as he was full, hoping to catch up with him before the manhole cover went out to sea.

He knew that the manhole cover was disembarked from the port of Weihai in Shandong. Master Deming often mentioned that place, and Japanese pirates often disembarked from there to invade Shandong and sneak into Shanxi.

He chased for seven days and nights and finally arrived in Dengzhou, Shandong Province, which was still one day away from Weihai Port.

At noon that day, Hengzhi was hungry. He had to go to Huazhai to satisfy his belly's growling. He happened to pass by a village, which was a big village. There was an archway in front of the village that said Qitang Village, which was a big village.

Hengzhi walked into the village and saw that the houses in the village were scattered and orderly.

It happened that a family in the village was setting off firecrackers. When Hengzhi heard that someone was having a happy event, he went to beg for alms.

Hengzhi ran to the house where firecrackers were set off. The house was dignified and the door was open. Hengzhi looked inside and saw a group of old men and women taking turns holding a baby and playing with it together.

The hostess saw a monk asking for alms at the door. She brought a bowl of noodles from the kitchen and said to Hengzhi: "Master, come in and sit down to eat. It's windy outside!"

"Thank you so much, donor!" Hengzhi was very moved and went in to eat noodles on the square table in the host's living room.

The noodles have an authentic texture of hand-made noodles, and some mushroom, green, and radish strips are added, which makes it taste great.

Hengzhi finished the soup and still held the bowl, savoring the aftertaste of the noodles.

Seeing that the monk was not full, the hostess said again: "My son Qi Ying is full moon today, and Master is here to express his happiness. Please bring some more noodles to eat on the way."

Hengzhi was so happy that he accepted a large bag of bread. He was moved and said: "My son's name is Qi Ying, a good name, a hero to the world, and a glorious ancestor!"

The hostess smiled happily and said: "You are right, our ancestors were the founding military generals of the country. We hope that our children will be as successful as their ancestors."

Hengzhi asked curiously: "The founding general?"

The hostess smiled and said: "General Mingwei, the founding general, is the ancestor of my family."

Hengzhi was shocked when he heard this. Could it be that the Qi Jinggong he had been looking for was his family? He hurriedly asked: "Who is your master?"

The hostess said: "My master is Qi Jinggong."

Hengzhi was surprised and delighted: "Could it be that General Qi Jinggong was commanded by Shandong Beiwadu?"

The hostess smiled and nodded: "Exactly, your husband is guarding the sea defense in the barracks. Today is his son's full moon. But he can't come back. This is the birth of his first son in middle age!"

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"Oh!" Hengzhi said happily, "Your husband saved my master's life back then. Little monk, I have always wanted to find your family to thank him. By chance, I found him. Since he is not at home, I will bow to you.

Thank you, thank you General Qi, thank you madam."

Hengzhi said, clasping his hands to Mr. Zhang and bowing to thank him.

The hostess waved her hand and told her not to be polite, saying that saving people was what a general should do.

Hengzhi thanked him and prepared to leave. Before leaving, he looked at the baby Qi Ying and saw that his face was round, lively and cute. He smiled and touched his face, and coaxed: "Grow up Qi Ying quickly.

When you grow up, I will teach you martial arts."

The hostess stood at the door and watched Hengzhi leave. Hengzhi was full and in a good mood, so he quickened his pace and rushed to Weihai Port.

When he arrived at Weihai Port, he met a general who was about thirty years old and dressed as a military commander. He was tall and mighty, with a resolute and majestic face.

He led a group of soldiers to patrol the shore. Hengzhi stepped forward and asked: "General, have you met a Japanese? He is not tall and is a ninja named Inoue Gaban."

The general said: "Manhole cover? He is the instructor of a Japanese ninjutsu training camp. Have you met him?"

Hengzhi said: "He came to challenge Mount Wutai. My master competed with him and was poisoned to death by his powder!"

"Ah?" the general said in shock: "The thief has actually come to the Central Plains! We have to search carefully!"

The general ordered the subordinates beside him: "Da Lei, go and mobilize the soldiers from the military camp to search the coast! Don't miss a single boat."

Li Dalei said: "Yes, General!"

After Li Dalei left, Hengzhi followed the general and patrolled along the shore. After a while, Li Dalei came on horseback and said loudly: "General Qi, we found a suspicious person bundling materials to build a ship!"

"Okay, send someone to keep an eye on him and don't let him escape!" General Qi said.

General Qi? Hengzhi was surprised, could it be him? So he asked curiously: "General, do you know General Qi Jinggong?"

General Qi said: "I am Qi Jinggong, what's wrong?"

Hengzhi said with great joy: "I am Deming's disciple! I heard from Master that you once saved his life!"

After hearing this, Qi Jinggong was surprised and said: "You are Deming's apprentice? How is Deming?"

Hengzhi said: "My master was subjected to the cartilage muscle relaxant technique of the well cover and passed away!"

Qi Jinggong said sadly: "He originally fought against the Japanese with me! He was injured by Xin Dalang's golden eagle. Although we haven't seen each other for many years, I didn't expect that he would be killed by the old Japanese pirate named Man Shang Shang! Hateful!"

Hengzhi also cursed: "Old thief of manhole cover! I swear you won't be a human until I kill you!"
Chapter completed!