Chapter 707

At the door of the hotel, Wang Yong called a waiting taxi and got on with the dragon snake stove.

The taxi chassis obviously sank. The taxi driver's face changed. He looked at Wang Yong suspiciously and wanted to ask what Wang Yong mentioned. After seeing Wang Yong's cold eyes, he didn't dare to talk much.

Can only ask where to go after stepping on the accelerator carrying Wang Yong to Li Jian woman's home.

Arrive, get off. Wang Yong paid for the car and walked into Li's villa with the stove.

The rest of the drivers stopped by the side of the road in a daze: I've seen Li Jingwei give gifts, and I've never seen anyone give gifts with such a big lump of things. Is the gold wrapped in it?

"Back?" Li Jian came to open the door for Wang Yong.

As soon as Li Jian saw the package on Wang Yong's hand, she couldn't help laughing: "did you really get it? But what do you want this for? It doesn't seem to be worth much, does it? "

With a mysterious smile, Wang Yong replied, "mountain people have their own magical uses."

"Desser!" Li Jian gave Wang Yong a white look and didn't continue to ask.

In fact, Wang Yong can't answer. He can't say that he saw something mysterious on the cauldron of dragon snake Town, can he? It's strange that Li Jian doesn't regard him as an idiot.

This matter can not be explained clearly or clearly.

"Well, I'll go back to my room and go to bed. If you want to stay in Jinyang for two days, tell me, I'll arrange someone to accompany you. If you want to leave, I'll have your ticket reserved

"Thank you. This day will be enough trouble for you. I dare not stay any longer." Wang Yong is embarrassed to smile.

What happened this evening is really not small. Even if Li Jian woman doesn't care, Li Jingwei will be dissatisfied with Wang Yong.

If Wang Yong doesn't stay, he can only harvest Li Jingwei's white eyes.

"Come on, there are still things you dare not do at the end of the day?" Li Jian woman choked Wang Yong“ That's leaving tomorrow? What time? "

"Any time is OK, no hurry. And I have an invitation... "

"He said

"There are several blind people in Yongliang, who also made great contributions to the country during the Anti Japanese War..." Wang Yong said quietly.

But before she finished, she was interrupted by Li Jian: "I understand. I'll arrange someone to deal with it tomorrow."

But Wang Yong shook his head: "I don't mean that. Listen to me. The people in this team are not young, they are close to the age of entering the earth, and they have no expectation of great wealth. I asked them what they wanted most. Guess what they said? "

"What's the answer?"

"They said that their biggest wish in their life is to experience a flag raising ceremony in Yanjing in person. Even if you can't see it, even if it's just listening. " Wang Yong said with some sobs.

At that time, Wang Yong could not help but feel a pain after hearing the simple wish of no eye.

In today's China, there are so many people who want to go to the square to watch the flag raising ceremony, but not many people really respect the flag from the bottom of their hearts.

Those who can't see with their eyes, on the contrary, have more intense patriotic feelings than normal people.

On one side is "eating with a bowl, putting down chopsticks and swearing". On the other hand, "when you are hungry, sing red songs to motivate yourself.". The two contrasts are totally different, which makes people feel sad and helpless.

Wang Yong can't change everyone. He just hopes to improve the situation within his ability.

This is true of the patriotic feelings of the blind and the poor children who have not enough to eat.

"So, I hope you can help them buy tickets, too. Some of them live in the valley all the year round. They are old and may not have ID cards... "Wang Yongdao.

Li Jian's eyes flashed. She didn't know whether she was moved or something. She nodded her head: "don't worry, give it to me."

"Thank you very much!" Wang Yong a smile, carrying the dragon snake town Ding stove upstairs.

After Wang Yong left, Li Jingwei came out of his study.

He looked at his daughter and said in a deep voice, "is he back?"

Li Jian said, "well.".

"Stay away from him in the future."

"Why?" Asked Li Jian, puzzled.

"Although he may have a good background, there is someone behind him. But none of this can change his dangerous nature. With this kind of person, you will always be involved in the danger caused by him. It's like today, but you're in danger twice in a day. You know, you didn't have an accident last year! In a word, don't associate with this man any more Li Jingwei said in a bad tone.

"What if I don't?" Li Jian's stubborn rhetorical question.

"Well! Then he won't be so lucky next time! Do you really think that some guys who are not on the stage in Yanjing can tell me what to do in Sanjin province? " Li Jingwei gave a cold hum.

What Wang Yong did today has nothing to do with him, but in the final analysis, what the local chronicle Dynasty represents is the face of the officialdom of the three Jin Dynasty. Wang Yong's strong suppression of the local chronicle Dynasty, it seems that only one person in the local chronicle Dynasty is disgraced. In fact, Li Jingwei and Wang Yong have lost face.

That is to say, Wang Yong saved Li Jian, otherwise Li Jingwei would have taken measures against Wang Yong. Even if Wang Yong is standing behind the national security department.

In ancient times, the head of a province was a feudal official, but it had energy that ordinary people could not imagine.

"Dad, don't go too far!" Li Jian's dissatisfaction.

"It's him. Don't go too far!" With that, Li Jingwei turned back to the room.

Li Jian was left with her mouth full and sulky.

Wang Yong naturally didn't know what happened downstairs. He was huddling in the room studying the dragon and snake cauldron stove.

As a lesson from the past, Wang Yong did not dare to concentrate too much on the stove this time. He just tried to see something from the pattern on the stove.

But after watching it for a long time, I didn't get anything.

There is nothing else in this stove except the things Wang Yong found before. Inside and outside, it's a bronze heavy vessel, and there's no mystery.

"Is it difficult to see the way on a specific occasion? That's troublesome. I can't take it back to the auction place. " Wang Yong worried about it.

Moreover, Wang Yong did not want to understand what happened at that time. How to suddenly lose control of the body, the emergence of breathing disorders, for no reason rampage.

Even the blood rose turned on itself.

It's unthinkable.

It's just like that Wang Yong suddenly encountered a great crisis, and his body sensed the danger of extinction, so he forcibly mobilized Wang Yong's potential to deal with this crisis.

In addition to the previous fight against Abraham, which was suppressed by Abraham's fist intention, Wang Yong never met a similar situation.

"Well? What do you mean Thinking of Abraham, Wang Yong's heart suddenly moved.

A bold guess suddenly appeared in Wang Yong's heart.

Is it that the mystery of this thing does not belong to the scope of metaphysics at all, but is higher than Wang Yong's understanding level of martial arts?

The more he thought about it, the more likely it was. Wang Yong touched the phone and dialed the number of Ye walnut.

I'm afraid the only one that can give Wang Yong an explanation is the leaf walnut.

"Well, what are you doing?" The voice of Ye walnut on the other end of the phone is a little lazy, accompanied by the sound of drinking.

Sometimes Wang Yongzhen envies this woman. He can't see her practicing kung fu every day, but Kung Fu grows fast. Every time he sees it, he is more and more powerful.

"I'd like to ask you something." Wang Yongdao.

"Oh, please? Such polite words are hard to hear in your mouth! It seems that I really met some problems... "

Wang Yong has a black line. Every time I talk with Ye walnut, I will be damaged. This woman is his nemesis.

"I want to ask, how much can a person's boxing spirit reach?" Wang Yong gave a dry cough and asked for business.

"Boxing spirit? It's hard to say. There are not many martial arts experts who are good at it. Most of them have religious beliefs. I've seen an old man of the hundred year old Taoist school. His spirit is as broad as a sword, which can really shake my mind. If it wasn't for his lack of skill, I would die in his hands. " Leaf walnut light answer.

Wang Yong's heart was awe inspiring. Even the walnut leaves can not resist the spirit of boxing, it was high to what extent? I'm afraid that Wang Yongfu's will will will be defeated by the opponent's fist intention, shivering and yielding to the opponent's mental control.

"But don't think about it. It's a hundred year Taoist school with religious accumulation. It's hard for ordinary martial arts people to practice this kind of thing. " Walnut leaf seems to feel the chill in Wang Yong's heart, said“ And as long as you practice to the spirit of Qi and blood in one, still as a stone. No matter how powerful the spirit of boxing will be, it will not invade you. It's the same reason as the noble spirit in ancient books. Where does the noble spirit come from? It's the blood of the scholar. "

Wang Yong knows that.

In Strange Tales from a lonely studio and other ghost novels, it is recorded more than once that demons and ghosts try to charm the scholar, but they are scared away by the righteous spirit of the scholar.

In Yuewei notes, this kind of righteousness is embodied. It says that when a scholar with a healthy mind sleeps, the words he reads in his life will shine out, and ordinary ghosts dare not get close to him.

But the mind dirty person, on the body emits is a black smoke. Ghosts like to hunt such characters.

The so-called Haoran Zhengqi is actually a hot blood in my heart. When human beings are in emotional excitement, they feel that their heart beats faster, which is the outflow of blood. The ancients said that it has the function of exorcism.

The physical quality of a warrior is far better than that of an ordinary person. Once his painstaking efforts are developed, his strength will be stronger. So it makes sense that the spirit of boxing can't be invaded.

But what Wang Yong wants to ask today is not this question, but another one.

"I'm not afraid. I want to say whether boxing can be attached to objects, such as weapons, and can be preserved for thousands of years."

Walnut leaves a Leng, did not answer for a long time. Obviously, he was confused by Wang Yong's question.

A thousand year old boxing idea? Or attached to weapons? You think it's a tape? Besides, even if people invented the tape and disc thousands of years ago, it's impossible to record the boxing intention!

Actions and sounds can be recorded because they are visible. But is it visible?

There seems to be no, but there seems to be.

Wang Yong's sudden problem is that he has made the leaf walnut difficult.