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Chapter 35: Eating Morning Tea and Asking Heartbreak

"Junior brother, why did Chizuru look like this now?"

While walking back, Uncle Jiu looked puzzled.

In his memory, Taoist Qianhe, among his fellow brothers, was quite talented, and he was not a greedy person. How could he suddenly show such an official mystery?

"Senior brother, you don't know. Some things, Qianhe has been pressed into his heart and never dared to tell you. He is worried that you will get angry."

Taoist Simu sighed and told all the causes and consequences.

It turned out that half a year ago, when Taoist Qianhe subdued demons and eliminated demons, he was bullied by the local security team leader for some small misunderstandings, and even almost died.

Originally, Taoist Master Qianhe was so angry that he planned to use Taoism to retaliate against the little warlord. Who knew that among the relatives of this little warlord, there was also a Taoist master who had fought several times. Taoist Master Qianhe was always defeated and almost fell into it again.

Finally, Taoist Master Qianhe realized that it was not that his Taoist skills were worse than that person, but that the magic weapons in his hands were stronger than his, and that they could call more resources than him.

After taking this loss, Taoist Qianhe's concept changed drastically. Only then did he understand why ancient masters often surrendered to the royal family.

With the support of the royal family, you have national resources and use all kinds of treasures at will. This is really a great help to those who practice Taoism.

This is equivalent to playing games. Ordinary people practice Taoism, and they are ordinary players.

A rich family member who practices Taoism is a krypton gold player.

Joining a sect is equivalent to a professional player, and relying on the court is equivalent to having a cheat or a GM authority.

How could such a gap not make Taoist Master Qianhe jealous?

"Even if he sells goods to the imperial family, he can't be blind. The previous dynasty has already ended. Who else is willing to have an emperor on his head now?"

"Senior brother, there is nothing he can do about this. Now he is all focused on the royal family of the previous dynasty. If he doesn't let him give up, no one can persuade him."

Speaking of this, Taoist Simu sighed and immediately thought of something: "By the way, senior brother, you said before that there is another martial arts master named Ye Wen who is with you?"

"Why, my junior brother has heard of it?"

Uncle Jiu was slightly stunned, not understanding how Taoist Master Simu transferred the topic to Master Ye.

"If it were the one in Foshan, I have heard of it. It is said that he was Chen Huashun's closed disciple and had a good talent. However, Ip Man came from a noble family and had a relatively casual temperament. I have never heard of how he was in the world in the past years."

"I don't know why Ip Man can be so honored and appreciated by gods."

When Taoist Simu said this, his eyes were filled with indescribable envy.

People who practice Taoism yearn for gods and immortals are even more common people. What a great opportunity is it to be able to get in close contact and communicate with immortals? How many people who practice Taoism can not envy it?

"Junior brother, you don't have to be so envious. At worst, the next time the immortal gate is opened, you can go with me to see if you have any chance to be appreciated by the immortals."

"Besides, Master Ye's character and kung fu are indeed admirable, more than ten years later..."

While drinking tea, several people listened to Uncle Jiu's legendary experiences about the legendary experiences of the generation of Grandmaster Ip Man.

When I heard the feat of Ip Man fighting ten Japanese pirates by himself, even Master Ikki couldn't help but exclaim: "What a hero!"

"I am worthy of being a figure who can be appreciated by gods. This Master Ye is unparalleled and righteous, and his sincere patriotism is also admirable."

Several people were talking when suddenly a thunder sounded in the sky.

"Why is it going to rain?"

"Yes, senior brother, the weather in the mountains changes as soon as possible, and we have long been used to it."

Hearing this, Uncle Jiu nodded and suddenly remembered what Hong Yun said.

He suddenly became shocked and shouted: "Oh no."

"Can you say that the junior brother who had something wrong with the Great Immortal said was Qianhe?"

Uncle Jiu said something so much that everyone present was stunned.

"When I was about to return last night, the immortal told me something, saying that I might be at risk when I come back."

"I thought it was you, but now it seems that it is Chizuru."

As soon as Uncle Jiu said this, everyone in the house took a breath.

"That god actually counts this?"

"Oh no, I shouldn't have suggested that Brother Qianhe remove the tent. Now it rains, won't the zombie be trapped?"

Master Ikki reminded everyone present, and Hong Yun's words were not false.

"Go away!"

Uncle Jiu was used to shock, so he didn't think much about it and jumped out of the door and chased the place where Qianhe and others left.

...

"Mr. Ye!"

"morning!"

Although it was still early on the streets of Foshan, the hardworking people had already gotten up and started a busy day.

All the way to the restaurant, the shopkeeper at the front desk and the restaurant owner Wu Chilin were all there.

"Master Ye early."

"Are you here, Brother Quan?"

"I'm here, I'm waiting for you upstairs."

"good."

After saying hello, Ip Man stepped up to the second floor.

Today he came to see Zhou Qingquan, because Zhou Qingquan invited him to have morning tea, and secondly, he also wanted to confirm whether the future Hong Yun mentioned was true.

After all, seeing is true, hearing is false.

Ip Man himself is more Buddha-natured, and he does not believe that Hong Yun and the all described on TV are true.

If it doesn't happen, it will naturally be better, so that he can continue to live a stable life.

Once it really happens, Ip Man is really at a loss as to how to deal with it in the future. Perhaps Zhou Qingquan can bring him new ideas.

"A Quan, I came very early."

"What's the early one? You're obviously late every time."

"I'm very busy..."

Ip Man tried to make an excuse for himself, but Zhou Qingquan said: "Isn't it just drinking tea, eating, and practicing kung fu, what else can you do to be busy with?"

"Haha, this tea is quite fragrant."

Ip Man, who didn't know how to answer, could only use the skill of drinking tea to change the topic.

"By the way, A Quan, I'll ask you a question. You've seen a lot of traveling around the world outside. What do you think is the current domestic form? Will the bandits invade in full?"

As soon as Ye Wen said this, Zhou Qingquan was slightly stunned.

In his past impression, Ip Man rarely asked about these things.

Basically, you just live in simplicity every day. Otherwise, you would not be able to practice kung fu at this age and become a master of your generation.

"The situation is very bad now. The problem you mentioned is likely to occur, but we ordinary people like us can't stop these things."

Zhou Qingquan shook his head and sighed. He also regretted the damn world, but he had no change in his strength.

"If, I mean, if, we have the equipment and weapons of foreigners in our hands, can we stop or even destroy the thieves?"

"After a while, the more you say this, the more you become, the more unreasonable you are, this..."

Zhou Qingquan was startled by Ye Wen's words, but turned around and saw that there was no expression on Ye Wen's face, and he thought he was just asking casually.

But before he finished speaking, suddenly Wu Chilin came in with some food outside.

"I heard from them that you will win him soon after you compete with Master Liao, isn't it true?"

When Wu Chilin said this, Ye Wen was stunned for a moment.

He didn't expect that when he came out for morning tea early this morning, Hong Yun was right. Wu Chilin's younger brother actually began to spread the story of his discussion with Master Liao.

"Who said it? Is it your brother?"

Before Wu Chilin could continue to speak, Ip Man asked directly.

"That's right, it's what my brother said, you guys..."
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