Chapter 32

"Four or two thousand catties!"

Su Yonghe whispered and looked at Lynch in surprise. How could an ordinary mountain village boy have such profound Kung Fu?

The boy's action seems to be simple, but he takes off my strength, and then double rebounds back. He is calm and natural, which seems to have a master style.

However, Su Yonghe didn't pay much attention to the force. When his palm was flicked away, he turned his wrist and pushed the force aside. Then he put his hands on Lynch's shoulder and said, "Xiao Lin, I didn't embarrass you. You're being polite, but it's your fault."

"Master Su, I'm not polite, I'm respectful!"

Lynch saw that he was already on guard. As soon as he stepped back and entered the room, he took back his strength and redoubled it.

After getting the inheritance, Lynch is proficient in Taiji's Yin and Yang, and his movements coincide with the nature of heaven and earth. The stronger the opponent's strength is, the stronger the strength will rebound back.

"No!"

Su Yonghe exclaimed in surprise. He felt that the strength was beyond his tolerance, and quickly pulled out his hand.

But the strength is very turbulent, Su Yonghe was unable to prevent, was overturned into the door, almost fell a shit, extremely embarrassed.

"Master Su, are you ok..." Startled, Lynch rushed forward to help him.

Su Yonghe was not very angry. He ate a lot in the dark. He was not good at performance, so he had to show off and snorted: "what can I do for you? I just came in a hurry, just want to make tea with you!"

"Thank you so much, Mr. Su." Lynch was funny, but he didn't dare to make a sound on the spot.

"Father, let the servant do the tea making. It's inconvenient for you to be sick." Su Tianlei didn't see two people secretly fighting, thought his father was ill.

Su Yonghe's face turns blue. He takes a bad look at Su Tianlei and says, "I use you to talk a lot."

Then, with a cold hum, he sat down in front of the chair and asked the servant to deliver tea.

Su Tianlei was at a loss. He thought about how to offend his father. For a moment, he didn't understand, so he turned to Lin Qi and said, "by the way, Lin Qi, you just said Feng Shui here is good, but what?"

Lynch glanced at the room and said in a deep voice: "however, there is a little bit of resentment in your family, which destroys the Fengshui here. Recently, is there any change in your family?"

"Well, it doesn't seem that..." Su tianleisi cableway.

"That's strange. Are you thinking about it?" Lynch said.

"If there is any change, only my father came back from outside last month with a game of chess." Su Tianlei said that he thought it funny. He shook his head and said, "it's just an ordinary game of go. It shouldn't matter."

"Go?" Lynch's eyes moved and pointed to the table next to the hall. There was a chess game on the table, with black and white pieces crisscrossed on it, as if he had just been in the middle of the game.

Lynch raised his eyebrows and said, "isn't that the half played go game?"

Su Tianlei nodded and said, "yes, my father likes to play chess and even more likes to dismantle the pieces. This piece of pieces has a great history. It is said that no one has solved it in a hundred years. My father bought it back and thought about it slowly."

Lynch secretly opened his eyes and observed for a moment. His face changed slightly and said, "the problem lies in this mess!"

The final game of go is all made of excellent jade. The black and white players fight each other on it. However, the white chess is trapped by death, and a trace of resentment floats out of the white chess.

"No, there's something wrong with this game of chess?" Su Tianlei was surprised.

"It's just a small problem. Don't worry." Lynch gave him a reassuring look.

"Here comes the tea, sir."

At this time, a servant brought in the tea and set up the tea set.

"Xiao Lin, come and have tea." Su Yonghe waved.

The tea he asked Lynch to drink was called kung fu tea, which has some origin.

First pour the tea into a small pot and filter it, then shake it for a moment, then pour it into a purple clay pot, and finally pour it into a good tea bowl.

The tea was steaming and hot to drink directly, but after several steps, when Lynch picked up the cup, he only felt that the tea was just in the right mouth. Not only was there no tea crumbs, but it was also fragrant.

After drinking tea, Su Yonghe coughed a few times. He looked at the time, then took out a row of lozenges from his arms and put one into his mouth.

Lynch put down his glass and said, "Mr. Su, this kind of lozenge can't cure your bronchitis."

Su Yonghe was stunned for a moment, looked at Su Tianlei and said: "is Su Tianlei telling you, he asked you to treat me?"

"Father, I haven't told Lynch about your illness yet..." Su Tianlei was surprised and said, "Lynch, how do you know my father is bronchitis?"

"I also know that Mr. Su's illness is not less frustrating. He has seen many doctors, but there is no way. In the end, he can only rely on lozenges to relieve cough and inflammation." Lynch said faintly.

Su Yong and his father and son were surprised. What Lynch said was too detailed.Lynch continued: "this disease started last month. Before that, you were in good health. Somehow you got bronchitis."

"That's right. I practiced martial arts in my old age to keep fit. Basically, I didn't have any problems, but last month..."

Su Yonghe frowned and took a look at the game, but then shook his head in a funny way.

"Mr. Su, you are right. The problem lies in the final game of go." Lynch road.

Su Yonghe was stunned, and immediately hummed: "are you kidding me? Is it difficult for a game of go to make people sick?"

"Mr. Su, if you think about it carefully, when you got sick, was it the day you got back the game of go?" Asked Lynch.

"This..."

Su Yonghe was slightly stunned. He had bronchitis for a month, and he bought the go a month ago.

Especially that day, when he goes to bed at night, he feels cough and itchy throat.

"It's just a coincidence!" Su Yonghe doesn't believe in Tao.

"If it's a coincidence, Mr. Su can throw this go away. I promise your bronchitis will be fine tonight." Lynch said with a smile.

"No way!" Su Yonghe didn't want to do it at once. He said angrily, "this go is my treasure. No one is allowed to move. If anyone dares to touch my chess, he will not get along with me, Su Yonghe!"

In his later years, Su Yonghe had no other hobbies. He was only fond of go.

He can not only pass the boring time, but also be called a master. He can solve the ordinary chess game at a glance, but he can solve the remnant game for a month.

As soon as the old man's stubborn nature came up, he had to untie the end of the game.

Lynch shook his head and said, "Mr. Su, I don't know if you are interested. Listen to me about this game of chess?"

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