Siheyuan: I'm not happy, don't even think about having a good life

At noon the next day, at twelve o'clock, Hong Guan brought Shuangxi, Geng Liangchen, and Chen Shi and his wife to Guyue Tower.

An old man was standing at the door, with a butcher knife-like weapon on his waist and a monkey standing on his shoulder. He was the Gong family's servant, Lao Jiang!

Hong Guan led his men inside. Lao Jiang stretched out his hand to stop them, but Hong Guan pretended not to see it and walked over and pushed Lao Jiang's hand away.

Lao Jiang raised his left hand and hit Hong Guan in the ribs. Hong Guan raised his elbow to block his left hand and punched him in the face.

Before Lao Jiang raised his hand to draw his knife, Hong Guan's fist had already reached his face. The wind from the fist made Lao Jiang feel like he couldn't open his eyes.

Hong Guan put away his fist and smiled, "Is this the Gong family's way of entertaining guests?"

Lao Jiang loosened his grip on the knife handle and clasped his fists in a gesture of goodwill, with his left hand on top. "Please let me see the invitation."

"Haha, Ma San didn't leave an invitation yesterday. Either let me in now, or I'll take my people away and say hello to Gong Yutian later!"

Lao Jiang's pupils shrank. Although his kung fu was all on weapons, his boxing and kicking skills were also strong. It was impossible for the master to subdue him so quickly.

The master has already held a retirement ceremony in the Northeast and has never been defeated in his life. If he loses to this young man, his reputation will be gone.

But without an invitation, we don’t know whether they are enemies or friends. If we let them in rashly and cause trouble, it will also make the master lose face.

Just when Lao Jiang was hesitating, a woman wearing a modified black cheongsam and with a special temperament came out. It was Gong Er, who had the face of an international celebrity.

"Lao Jiang, this is the person my father asked my senior brother to personally invite yesterday, the Hong Guan who overpowers the entire Tianjin martial arts community. Master Hong, my father said you don't need an invitation, just go in directly, and bring as many people as you want!"

Lao Jiang nodded and said, "Yes, Second Miss! It turns out to be Master Hong. Excuse me, please come in!"

Hong Guan smiled and nodded, then walked in with a few people. When passing by Gong Er, although Gong Er also nodded with a smile, his whole body was tense and his palms were moving like knives, and it was obvious that he was ready to attack at any time!

When we entered the hall of Guyue Tower, we saw people from Tianjin Martial Arts School all inside. Although the food hadn't arrived yet, they had already started drinking and playing finger-guessing games over peanuts and sunflower seeds.

Seeing Hong Guan coming in, everyone fell silent. There was a feeling that one could hear a pin drop in the hall. A person's reputation is like a tree's shadow. Everyone could still vividly remember how Hong Guan stopped the bullet in the ring!

Hong Guan was decisive in killing people, and the news that Zou Rong was shot in the head had spread all over Tianjin. Many of these people saw it with their own eyes, so how could they not be afraid!

"Shuangxi, Liangchen, please find a table on the first floor and sit down. Don't do anything rash."

"I understand, Brother Guan!"

He nodded and walked forward with Chen Shi and his wife. The first floor was a bit crowded, but wherever Hong Guan walked, these people would automatically stand up and make way for him.

When Hong Guan went upstairs, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. However, when they saw Shuangxi behind him did not go upstairs and found a place to sit down with Geng Liangchen, they thought of Shuangxi's cruelty and did not dare to be as casual as before!

Gong Er was amazed when she saw this scene. If people in the martial arts industry respect their fathers, then they are afraid of Hong Guan.

Hong Guan came to the second floor. Most of the people sitting there were owners of martial arts schools, as well as some people who were somewhat famous in the martial arts world. When they saw Hong Guan coming up with Chen Shi and his wife, they were all silent!

After coming to their senses, they all stood up and greeted each other. As the saying goes, one should not hit someone who smiles at him. Hong Guan also returned the greetings one by one.

At this time, Chen Shi said, "Master Hong, I won't go to the third floor. I'll sit on the second floor!"

"Sure?"

"Everyone here is in the same industry, and we have common topics. I feel uncomfortable on the third floor."

"Okay then, I'll go up first!"

Hong Guan walked to the third floor alone. There were only two tables occupied. All of the guests were older people, the legendary martial arts masters. When they saw Hong Guan coming up, their faces looked a little unnatural.

When Ma San saw Hong Guan, the corner of his mouth twitched, and his arm, which had been treated with medicine, felt a slight pain!

"Mr. Gong, thank you for the invitation. Hong Guante is here to attend the banquet!"

Gong Yutian stood up and returned the greeting, "It is true that the waves behind push the waves ahead. I am old now. From now on, you will be the mountain in this martial arts world!"

"Haha, Mr. Gong is too polite. I am not a high mountain. I am not a simple warrior."

The two exchanged a few pleasantries, and when Hong Guan sat down, Gong Yutian raised his hand, and Ma San bent down and came to his side, "Master!"

"Go ahead, everyone is here now. If you haven't come yet, you don't have to wait. Let the kitchen serve the food!"

"Yes, Master!"

Seeing Ma San's respectful look, Hong Guan was speechless. Gong Yutian suppressed Ma San too harshly. During the trip to Foshan, he even drove Ma San back to Fengtian for the sake of face.

If it weren't for this, even if Ma San later surrendered to the Japanese, they wouldn't have used heavy hands to beat him so badly. Humans are complex animals, and the human heart is the most vulnerable to the test!

Although the Republic of China was short, it was different from all other dynasties. It was born in a turbulent time and people's minds were changing. The old rules should have disappeared long ago!

Seeing that there was a bit of silence at the table, Gong Yutian took the initiative to speak, "Hong Guan, what kind of boxing did you learn?"

Although there are only Bajiquan and Wing Chun on the system panel, once your mental strength is high, you are no longer restricted by the type of boxing.

"I just practiced blindly. I know a little bit of everything. I didn't practice very well. I mainly relied on my natural strength!"

The people around, especially Kuang Yimin, twitched their lips when they thought of the punch that day. God damn, he was born with supernatural powers!

"I heard you have a special skill that can stop bullets?"

"It's just a trivial trick, a kind of mysterious magic. My territory is in Sichuan and Shu, and it intersects with the two lakes. The area of ​​western Hunan is very strange, so I must have some way to protect myself."

Gong Yutian seemed to be interested. "Oh? There are also many mountain spirits and wild monsters in my Northeast area. I wonder if Master Hong's magical powers can be shown to us?"

"Of course." Hong Guan threw up a piece of ocean, swaying it back and forth in the air, and then the ocean turned into a strip, like a fish swimming in the air.

Finally, it turned into a long silver needle, which suddenly accelerated and nailed onto the pillar, going three feet deep into the wood.

Everyone was amazed. Gong Yutian couldn't help but say, "It's a miracle. This is simply a divine method."

"It's just the use of mental power. I got a painting, which is a picture of Laojun. I meditate on it day and night, and my mental power becomes stronger and stronger. Slowly, I can control objects!"

Everyone felt it was incredible, and many of them thought to themselves that they should go back and look for portraits of gods and immortals to see if they could visualize them. What if they too could have magical powers?

Hong Guan noticed their expressions and laughed in his heart, "You idiots, I have fooled you. It's the Dharma Ending Age now. Even if there is a visualization method, we can't practice it!"

Gong Yutian asked some more questions about Xuanmen, and Hong Guan gave him a brief account. These old men listened with great interest. What's going on? Are they like the emperors in ancient times, who are getting old and want to live forever?

After three rounds of wine and five dishes, Gong Yutian spoke again, "Master Hong, why do you want to break the rules of Tianjin Wuxia?"

The others looked over as well. Hong Guan wiped his mouth and said, "The country is in chaos, with years of war, and human life is worthless. If there are only two true disciples, if they encounter bandits, warlords, foreign devils, or bastards, people will die, and the inheritance will be cut off."

Kuang Yimin said, "But this is the rule passed down by our ancestors. There were constant wars in the past!"

Hong Guan sneered, "Rules set by our ancestors? Which dynasty? The Qing Dynasty, Ming Dynasty, Yuan Dynasty, Song Dynasty, Tang Dynasty? Or the earlier Xia, Shang and Zhou Dynasties?

Dynasties can change, let alone rules and laws. They have been changed countless times. Why should the living follow the rules set by several people who have been dead for who knows how many years?

Besides, the wars in the past were internal affairs, so it was fine if the inheritance was lost, but now it is an invasion by foreign enemies. In addition to strengthening the body, practicing martial arts can also resist foreign enemies. If everyone stays in seclusion and cherishes themselves, who will fight the enemy?"

"Master Hong, are you saying that the foreigners will become even more aggressive?"

Hong Guan laughed and said, "It doesn't have to be a foreigner. Mr. Gong is from Fengtian. I don't need to tell you what the situation is like in Dalian and Lushun now. The Japanese are strengthening their military strength every year.

You said if they suddenly launched a massive attack, who in our country’s current situation could withstand it?”

Gong Yutian was silent, and everyone was silent. "But even if we really teach, how much can we teach?"

“Haha, as long as you are willing to teach, and your apprentices are also willing to teach, and can go to the battlefield to fight the enemy and play a leading role, there is no need to worry about the revival of the Flower Planting Family.

Take Mr. Gong for example, you passed on Baguazhang to your daughter Gong Ruomei, and you passed on Xingyiquan to Ma San.

But what if one day, Ma San surrenders to the Japanese, and you want to clean up the mess, but you don't even have a decent apprentice, can you still defeat him by yourself? Or should you let your married daughter do it?"

After being looked at by Hong Guan, Ma San knelt down with a plop and said, "Master, I will never surrender to the Japanese and become a traitor!"

Before Gong Yutian could say anything, Hong Guan patted Ma San on the shoulder and said, "Good man, remember what you said today. If you really surrender to the enemy, I will kill you!"

Ma San, kneeling on the ground, felt like he was being stared at by a ferocious beast, and cold sweat broke out on his face.

"Absolutely not. Even if the Japs torture me severely, I will never surrender to them!"

Hong Guan laughed and said, "I'm just kidding you, don't take it so seriously, but you can join our team of flower growers to fight the devils, and after you win, you will be a founding hero.

Even if you unfortunately die in battle and go to the underworld, you can definitely become a ghost messenger, which can be regarded as becoming a god.

If your body is still intact, I will train you into a zombie and continue to kill the devils. It will be a good story for people to tell about it in the future!"

This time it's not just Ma San, everyone present is numb. God damn it, you turned into a zombie and continued to kill the Japanese. You are so cruel. People are dead, but you can't even bury them in peace.

Hong Guan didn't think there was anything wrong with it. If those martyrs had the chance to become zombies, they would do it without hesitation.

As for someone like Ma San, if we scare him, with his skills, he might really be able to do something big, which is definitely a good thing!