[Iron hand chases life without error] Loss is not to blame

Either they won't let you into the valley. "

"nonsense!"

Gan Qihan scolded, and angrily said to Tieshou annoyedly: "Your martial arts are useless, you are an eyesore here, get out of the way!"

Tie Shou actually nodded and silently walked aside.

Gan Qihan was stunned for a moment.

He was stunned for a long time, then raised his eyebrows a few times and said to himself: "I got the child, but they practice it, why?"

He didn't seem to ask anyone this question, and naturally he didn't answer when Tie Shou got out of the situation, but Zhui Ming answered the question but didn't answer the question.

"You worship Ruan Miqiu as your teacher, what are you planning?"

Gan Qihan didn't care, and said calmly, "Me? Of course I want to sleep with her."

Zhui Ming heard the words and cast a cold glance, but Gan Qihan aroused interest

"But she's too old, even though she doesn't look very old, I thought about it, but I still feel nauseous. It's better to practice magic skills well, and be like a master. Every now and then, there will be fresh and young girls to play with."

Seeing his weak and pure face, his speech is so unbearable.

Also very proud.

"I heard that there are still a few pregnant babies in the valley. When I kill you, I just go to reward myself."

Gan Qihan giggled, licked his lips and asked, "Has the third master ever played with a big belly woman? You can also take out the child, it's a big treat."

"To shut up!"

After Zhui Ming drank, the sole of his foot was already on Gan Qihan's mouth.

If he hadn't regained his strength, Gan Qihan's head would have been thrown out with this kick.

But Gan Qihan was only covered in mud from the soles of his shoes.

He wiped the dust and smiled bitterly: "The third master still loves me."

Then Gan Qihan drew out the two swords in his sleeves and held a pair of sword flowers.

Chasing his life, Xiao Shu stood there, his eyes cold.

Gan Qihan swallowed his saliva and jumped up to attack.

Gan Qihan is much worse than Yan Yanya in the same way of using two-handed swords.

After the three moves, Gan Qihan suddenly said in shock: "You are not poisoned?! How did you come up here?"

He planted several poisonous needles in the thick vines on the cliff, chasing his life like climbing up with vines, he must have poisoned his pierced palms, it was the drug Gan Qihan used to stun Xiaomeihua to catch her head.

And the chasing life in front of him had no poisoning reaction at all.

The man's energy was a little lacking, but his feet were still strong.

——His first trick turned out to be a lie!

In fact, this was Gan Qihan's wrong thinking, Zhui Ming kicked his weak foot in the face, it was because he used too much force when he leaped up, his chest hurt, and all the strength in his whole body was sucked away in an instant.

But when Zhui Ming adjusted his breath and controlled the strength of each kick, Gan Qihan almost had to be beaten.

Gan Qihan can be escorted back to Yamen.

But it's okay to kill.

It depends on whether he has murderous intentions for chasing his life.

Gan Qihan was very happy to see Zhui Ming and Tie Shou killed on the spot.

——What Yan Yanya and Ruan Miqiu failed to do, he can do.

He also has a kill shot.

Gan Qihan suddenly threw several barbed thorns.

Long thorn black light.

The barbed caltrops not only shot at Zhui Ming who was attacking him, but also shot at Iron Hand who was watching the battle.

——How could he let that guy really be watching?

From the corner of Gan Qihan's eyes, he couldn't wait to appreciate the tragic death of Tie Shou.

He glanced over excitedly.

Sure enough, I saw the iron hand being knocked out by the hidden weapon.

--Hey?

——When did he have such great strength?

Gan Qihan was puzzled and complacent, but when he looked carefully, he roared in shock.

No, the barbed wire is obviously still flying.

And it's no longer facing the iron hand?

Gan Qihan flicked his sleeves and wanted to throw them away.

At this moment, his throat hurt.

Immediately he heard the loud crash of something breaking inside his head.

Gan Qihan fell heavily to the ground, and the caltrops he shot had already been kicked into powder by Zhuiming's kicks.

Zhui Ming landed lightly, and looked closely at Tie Shou.

The man was lying on the ground and laughing at him.

The pursuit of life was at ease, and the soles of his feet softened, and he quickly shook his head and sat down to adjust his breath.

Tie Shou and Zhui Ming had guarded against Gan Qihan's sneak attack early on, and they were extremely cautious when climbing up the cliff. They saw something strange in the vines from a long distance, so Zhui Ming directly held Tie Shou and leaped up the cliff with light work, not forgetting He pretended to smear a few traces of blood on his hands.

They were not sure whether Gan Qihan would suddenly improve his martial arts like Yan Yanya did, so they discussed a way to delay the attack.

Of course, Gan Qihan was still a conceited murderer with ordinary skills, but this battle was really thrilling.

Zhui Ming sat on the ground to adjust his breath for a while, then went to the iron hand still lying on the ground, helped the man up, and pointed at his hand with a teasing expression.

Just now at a critical moment, the iron hand threw out a few stones and knocked away the barbed thorns thrown by Gan Qihan, only to avoid the difficulty of adding poison to poison.

The iron hand now has no internal strength to bless, and the flying hidden weapon depends entirely on dexterity.

This was not his forte.

Zhui Ming then jokingly said: "When did the second brother steal the teacher from the fourth child?"

Tieshou also laughed happily.

"I also want to learn how to spray wine from you."

"It's a good feeling. When we go back, you and I will have a good drink."

***

The villain is dead, and no more innocent people have been killed. All the children who wanted to be saved have been saved, and the case has been settled satisfactorily.

Regardless of the unresolved doubts, Iron Hand still has a trivial regret.

"pity……"

He and Zhui Ming were walking out of the woods, not much faster than the turtle crawling slowly.

Zhui Ming heard Tie Shou sigh, and asked naturally: "What's the pity?"

There was a hint of a smile in his voice.

Tie Shou looked around at the slightly defeated Qiu Lin, and said with a smile, "It's a pity I've brought the persimmons with me for so long."

Ever since he woke up in front of Yan Yanya, the persimmon he was tucking in his arms was nowhere to be found.

Zhui Ming smiled softly.

Laughter with air in it sounds like a sigh.

After all, the two swords on the chest were not brisk, and the fight with Gan Qihan just now touched the wound, and it is hard to breathe now.

But he smiled and took out a small bag.

"When I searched for the valley, I found it under the cliff. Fortunately, it didn't fall to pieces. Go back quickly, and it's just ripe."

TBC.

☆、Chapter 27

[27]

The three persimmons quickly returned to the capital with Tieshou Zhuiming, they were so ripe that they were almost rotten.

Fortunately not.

They were carefully wrapped and sent to Xiaolou with the main points of the case sorted out on Tie Shou Zhui Ming Road. In the same package, "Tian Zhi Yuan Zhen" was secretly put in by Tie Shou.

That little book is very important to this case, so it must be handed over to Wu Qing, but Tie Shou really didn't want to chase his life to know the contents. He thought for a long time before he came up with the excuse of being tired and wanting to rest as soon as possible, and stopped the pursuit He planned to go to Wuqing for an interview.

In fact, except for the internal breath, it is still very weak, and the iron hand is not tired, and the injury of chasing life has gradually healed.

So the two were finally able to make some adjustments with a more relaxed attitude.

Chat, take a shower, change into clean and comfortable clothes, and eat a delicious meal prepared by Chef Wu Sanshui who is angry, anxious and indifferent.

——Every time the master comes back with the second master, he is seriously injured!

——It’s okay to go out with the uncle and the fourth master...

What this kid didn't know was that Tie Shou's injury this time was much more serious than Chasing Life.

Ji Tanggu felt that her daddy Tie looked more refined and easier to get close to.

She praised Tie Shou sternly anyway, and the more Zhui Ming listened to it, the more she wanted to sigh, and she wished for the dawn, so that she could ask Uncle Wen Shi what good way he could help Tie Shou recover his martial arts.

He still wonders if he has not thoroughly searched Qingyang Valley, otherwise how could he not have found any clues about poisoning?

With such worries in mind, as soon as the night cleared up on the second day, Zhui Ming got up to pack up, he was fully dressed, and was about to go to the Shenhou Mansion when someone came to Tie Shou from the mansion, saying that Lord Hou wanted to see him.

Zhui Ming confirmed again and again that only one call was made, but the answers he received remained the same.

——His uncle and his senior brother told him they wanted to see his second senior brother, but they didn't say they wanted to see him.

Zhui Ming couldn't help but down the whole gourd wine, and waved goodbye to Tie Shou.

Hey!

Of course Iron Hand is well aware of this arrangement.

When he saw Mr. Zhuge and Wu Qing, before he opened his mouth, his grateful eyes couldn't help showing.

In the illiterate pavilion, there are one old and one young.

The old man still seems to have the vitality of youth, while the youth has a maturity beyond his age.

They all give people the feeling that they will never change with age.

When the two of them saw the iron hand coming, they both showed great joy.

"You came."

"Greetings to Uncle Shi, Eldest Senior Brother."

Wuqing nodded to Tie Shou, and said directly: "I already know about Yan Yanya and Ruan Miqiu, and I have some news about Zeng Shuxue, which I only found out in the past few days, are you interested? "

Tie Shou smiled and said: "Senior Brother really got something again, thanks to Senior Brother's suggestion halfway, the third child and I took some advantage."

"You tell me to check, I want to check."

Ruthlessly crossed his hands on his lap, and said apologetically: "It's a pity that I didn't send the letter to you earlier, and it caused both of you to be injured."

Tie Shou was about to shake his head, and he asked Mr. Zhuge to greet him to the desk.

"Come and see this painting."

Tieshou took a look and was very surprised.

"Han Shan only sees it? Why is there such a thing in the mansion?"

Mr. Zhuge pointed at Wuqing, and Weiwei smiled and said: "He said that this painting is related to the case you two are working on. It is very important. He asked me if I could find it. I asked many times, and finally gave it to you in the hands of an old Hanlin." Found it."

Tie Shou had already walked to the table at this time, looked at the painting carefully and shook his head immediately: "Uncle Shi, this painting is wrong."

Mr. Zhuge asked leisurely, "How do you say it?"

"It is rumored that Han Shan is seen alone, and there is no one in the painting."

As Tie Shou spoke, he pointed to the image of a small figure crouching in a red shirt by the lake in the painting. The figure was painted so small that if it hadn't been painted with cinnabar, it could easily be regarded as a strange rock by the water.

Upon hearing this, Mr. Zhuge praised: "That's right, so Jiang Shuxia, who collects this picture, doesn't believe it is the real copy."

Wuqing also came to the two of them at this time, and said in a clear voice: "But it is indeed the only one of the cold mountains painted by the painter Zhang Zhi for Zeng Shuxue. It is the only one in the world, and it is the only painting that can still make people feel happy. Have a glimpse of Hanshan."

Tie Shou couldn't help wondering: "Is that because the rumors are wrong, or is this painting scripture made up?"

He ruthlessly smiled and shook his head.

"The rumors are true. There was no one on the painting when it was first completed, and people were added later."

Tie Shou frowned, "This painting originally has a wonderful artistic conception, but adding a person makes it lose its spirit."

Mr. Zhuge also showed an inscrutable smile.

"It is Zeng Shuxue who adds to the superfluity of the snake and makes the dog's tail continue."

The iron hand was suddenly even more strange.

"Why did he change the painting?"

"Zeng Shuxue, in fact, everyone doesn't know how unrestrained and unrestrained the legends are. This person has an ordinary appearance, and he can even be said to be a little ugly. He is good in everything else, but he is very inferior because of his appearance. In the end, in order to hide his appearance, He has researched a very clever technique of disguise, and never shows his true face to others. Zhang Zhi, who made this unique picture of Hanshan, is really a friend of Zeng Shuxue, and he always feels sad for his friend's inferiority."

After hearing what Mr. Zhuge said, Tie Shou still felt suspicious.

"Zhang Zhi is the legendary Zhang painter? But since the two of them are friends, why did Zhang Zhi say that he never saw Zeng Shuxue again, and he painted this painting because of the unbearable miss?"

Then Zhuge Shenhou continued: "This painting is the scene of the two people's first acquaintance. Zhang Zhi deliberately concealed it and didn't say anything later, but he hoped that the world would only remember Zeng Shuxue's demeanor and not ask him about it. appearance.

Tieshou was taken aback for a moment, and his eyebrows tightened again.

"Isn't this..."

"Go on."

"Zhang Zhi's behavior has actually hurt Zeng Shuxue. The more the world praises and yearns for him as a fairy, the less he dares to show his true colors."

Zhuge nodded and said, "You're right, Zhang Zhi will soon suffer for himself."

Wuqing asked again at this time: "Second Junior Brother, do you remember how Zhang Zhi replied to the picture that there is no one in the painting?"

Tie Shou recalled: "He didn't want to paint Zeng Shuxue, and he couldn't paint... so what?"

Wuqing said: "Zeng Shuxue mistakenly thought that Zhang Zhi hated her appearance, so she made a painting to satirize her."

"Since we are friends, but still so suspicious, Zeng Shuxue also hurt herself." Tie Shou pondered for a moment, then continued to ask: "He thinks too much about his appearance, and it seems that he has a knot in his heart, so why is there Zeng Shuxue in this painting?" Is the snow thinning?"

"Zeng Shuxue felt that she was bullied by her friends. She no longer associated with Zhang Zhi. She just wandered around the rivers and lakes. Finally, she met a person who didn't care about him and even admired his appearance. Encouraged by this person, Zeng Shuxue decided to have a relationship with Zhang Zhi. Settle the grievances, and then make a clean break, and when he said goodbye to Zhang Zhi, he wrote himself into the painting and mentioned a few lines."

Tie Shou thought for a while, then suddenly opened his eyes, and said in surprise: "The person he met was Yan Yanya?"

Ruthlessly nodded slowly.

"Exactly."

"After the farewell, Zhang Zhi became discouraged, so he sold the painting at a low price."

Mr. Zhuge suddenly added: "The reason for this is Jiang Shuxia's words. When he bought the painting, he didn't believe it was authentic. When we found him this time, he knew that this painting was really unique to Hanshan."

Tie Shou looked at the expression on Mr. Zhuge's face, and after pondering for a while, asked seriously: "Who sold his painting?"

Mr. Zhuge really smiled, nodded and said, "Zhang Zhi."

"Could it be that there is something else hidden in it?"

Ruthlessly stretched out his pure white finger, pointing to the two-foot-square painting on the table.

"Look at the inscription carefully."

Iron Hand leaned over to take a closer look.

In the lower left corner of the painting, eight lines of extremely small characters were written densely.

Each row of crosses looks like a long poem.

"Release it to compete with the sun, and to find a woman who desires a man.

The evil of the Yuan Dynasty will end, and the rest will be difficult and evil.

Don't eliminate Yuan Wuping, but you will be tired at the end of the day.

There are ten virtues in female books, but they are ordered to be practiced.

Ai Huei seeks revenge, knowing that disaster will come.

The next will be bitter, and the injustice will not last.

Quanwu has met with peace, and the deadly enemy has suffered from love.

It is difficult to comfort others, and it is kindness to help others. "

Tie Shou looked at it and read it out softly. At the end of the reading, the two handsome eyebrows frowned as if they were about to be connected together.

He couldn't help but look at Wuqing.

——Senior brother asked himself to read, there must be a purpose, but even if these things are said to be poetry, no one will believe them.

Ruthlessly said: "This poem is written like mud."

The man's eyebrows were cold, but there was a playful light in his eyes.

Shining forever like a bright star.

Tie Shou paused for his ruthless bluntness.

But what Ruqing said is right, no matter what the name of these few lines is, the words are not smooth and the meaning is unclear.

But that handwriting is beautiful.

Every stroke is neat and crisp, never sloppy, although the characters are small, they are bold and coquettish.

The handwriting is indeed good, and it is even more unusual for a person with such a handwriting to write a pile of mud.

Tie Shou carefully examined the "poetry inscription".

"This is not poetry."

He read it again.

At first there was still hesitation in his voice, but gradually there was only understanding.

"The kindness has not been repaid, but Ai's daughter suffered a misfortune and died at the hands of the villain. I knew it was too late. I wanted to help my benefactor, but my whereabouts were hard to find, and her life and death were unknown. This is really a big mistake of Yu. This hatred is injustice, and I can't bear it all day long." Ann. I have been searching hard for fifteen years, but I have met a man with great virtue and Yuan Ding. I will destroy the book and eliminate the evil, so as to comfort Ai Nu in the spring. Don't leave Yuan Shi."

Wuqing continued calmly from the side: "Yuan Shi is Zhang Zhi's character."

Tie Shou thought for a moment, and then said: "Xing Nie mentioned by Zeng Shuxue should refer to Yan Yanya, destroying books... Could it be?"

Mr. Zhuge still maintained a slight smile.

"This is the one you brought back."

"Tianzhi Yuanzhen?"

"Exactly, that is, Zeng Shuxue wrote down, the long-lost secret book of inner strength, the Great Virtuous Yuan Ding."

"It's not surprising that Dade Yuanding became Tianzhi Yuanzhen because someone misunderstood it and spread rumors, but what does Zeng Shuxue have to do with this secret book?"

Ruthlessly crossed his hands again and put them back on his lap.

"It involves another piece of martial arts history."

"Brother, please speak."

"Thirty-five years ago, Zeng Shuxue was in danger in a certain forest. Fortunately, he was rescued by a local hunter. He was grateful for the kindness of the hunter and had no money, so he left his clothes and accessories to the hunter named Ai and gave him a book. Ai Orion's daughter, asked her to learn to write, and agreed to come to them in a year to repay her kindness. Unexpectedly, Orion took the clothes to pawn, but was targeted by gangsters, pretending to be a buyer, and asked him if he had any valuables. Old man Ai said that there was a satin-bound book at home, so he took them home."

"and then?"

"No one knows exactly what happened afterwards. All I know is that Orion's daughter was brutally murdered. The old man failed to sue the government. He was insane. He was holding a 'valuable book' all day long and shouting strangely. After a while, the local No one ever saw him again."

"If Ai Liehu's book is Tianzhi Yuanzhen, then how did it get into Yan Yanya's hands, and why did he let him practice crooked magic that harms the lives of babies and women?"

"In the book you brought back, most of the additions to it were made by one person. The notes are messy, there are typos, and pictures are often used instead of text. I doubt that the person who made these changes is the Orion. , and regard the tragic death of her daughter as the crime of this book, it may even have the idea of ​​harming others."

"Senior brother, what do you mean this old man surnamed Ai has added a lot of harmful things in the book, all because he doesn't agree that only Miss Ai suffered a tragic disaster, and other people's daughters can't be safe?"

Wuqing exhaled lightly, and suddenly looked a little tired.

"I hope the truth is not like this. It is possible that between Old Man Ai and Yan Yanya, this book has passed through other people's hands."

Tie Shou guessed: "Maybe this is the secret book that Zeng Shuxue obtained?"

Ruthlessly deny it.

"Who would give such a thing to a benefactor?" He waved his hand as he spoke, and suddenly called He Fan again, and whispered: "Look for Third Martial Uncle, come back slowly."

Ruthlessly glanced at Tie Shou, and saw his junior nodding at him.

Tie Shou knew that Chasing Life would come soon, so he earnestly begged Mr. Zhuge: "Uncle Shi, please don't tell Third Junior Brother about this book."

The old man didn't ask why, just smiled calmly.

"You don't have to blindly abandon it. Based on your knowledge, it should be able to restore it, which is also a good thing."

After a while, Zhui Ming arrived at the Brilliant Pavilion.

He Fan made a sad face at Wuqing from behind him.

——He was already very slow, but Third Master Uncle was too fast.

"Uncle Shi, Eldest Senior Brother, Second Senior Senior Brother," Zhui Ming saw the three of them were sitting in the room, apparently having been talking for some time, he said with a smile, "It's terrible, don't ask me to listen to your discussions."

Iron Finger pointed to the chair and said, "Sit down, I'll tell you."

What to say, what not to say, he knows best.

"Don't listen, don't listen," Zhui Ming waved his hands vigorously: "I haven't called me over long ago, so it's not a surprise."

As he spoke, he sat down beside Tie Shou.

This seat is about relentless.

Wuqing said: "I came to you because of the Lulin case, and I have other clues."

Zhui Ming put away his joke immediately, and asked seriously: "Which family are Ruan Miqiu and Yan Yanya really from? Was a passing couple killed? Where is the child?"

When he talked about the third question, a slight but clear smile could not help appearing on the corner of his ruthless mouth.

Zhui Ming wakes up and stops talking.

"Eldest brother, tell me."

"After I wrote to you, I sent people to re-investigate the abnormal situation in Chongyang and the surrounding towns when the Yuanjia case happened, and finally found something."

The life-chasing iron hands held their breath, but sighed ruthlessly.

"Not long after the Yuan family fire was extinguished, someone picked up the body of a girl in the northern suburbs of Chongyang City. According to the records at that time, no one came to recognize her, and no one had seen her."

After Wuqing finished speaking, he quietly waited for the silence of the two juniors to end.

He can only piece together a more sad and sad story from what he has and what Tie Shou Zhui Ming investigated. He can even respond to Tie Shou and Zhui Ming's expectations with this answer that is definitely not good.

This made the fire in Wuqing's heart more fierce.

The fighting spirit is stronger.

Love is deeper.

Mr. Zhuge sat in the hall, looking at the expressions of the three disciples, his eyes were clear.

Not long after Zhui Ming came, all business matters were discussed, Wu Qing was about to go back to the small building, and Mr. Zhuge seemed to have other important matters to attend to.

The old man was collecting the paintings on the table when he suddenly saw a figure standing in front of the table.

Sneaking around like a thief.

"Uncle Shi."

Zhuge Shenhou secretly sighed and nodded.

I knew he was going to ask.

"what happened?"

Zhui Ming lowered his head immediately.

It was rare for him to show such a depressed and pleading look in front of Mr. Zhuge.

"Uncle Shi, it was my mistake this time. Is there a way to restore the second brother's martial arts?"

Mr. Zhuge shook his head with great certainty.

"Withered poplars don't grow flowers, there is a solution but there is no antidote, and You Xia has missed the opportunity to detoxify."

Zhui Ming hurriedly said: "Then Ruan Miqiu can pass on all the kung fu to Yan Yanya, I—"

Shenhou waved his hand and sealed the words of chasing his life.

"Don't be anxious," he put the painting away, put it on the table and clicked it: "Take this painting and go to the Wujie Garden in the outer city to find the owner there."

Zhui Ming didn't answer, just gritted his teeth and endured.

Mr. Zhuge knows it when he sees it.

So he sternly said: "I have to ask again, have I taken back the old building?"

"Hey, here we go."

While the two were talking, Wuqing who was about to leave quietly returned "Tianzhi Yuanzhen" to Tie Shou.

"This falsified Great Virtue Cauldron is appalling and extremely vicious. Uncle Shi and I won't say much. Whether you want to show him or not is up to you."

He glanced at Zhui Ming in the hall, then turned his head to Tie Shou and said calmly: "I know, you guys have something to hide from me."

Tie Shou didn't say yes, nor did he say no, he just smiled in a daze.

Wuqing twitched his eyebrows, and suddenly smiled and said: "The persimmons are sweet and delicious, but it's a pity that the fourth child is not in the capital."

After saying that, he drove the wheelchair away.

Tie Shou stayed there with a blank smile, Zhui Ming suddenly rushed out, pulled him and ran up without any explanation.

He asked where he was going several times, but the man only replied that he didn't know.

"Uncle Shi said that there are experts who can detoxify you, let's go quickly."

Although the iron hand let him pull and run, he was a little suspicious in his heart.

——If Uncle Shi can't help him detoxify, who else in the world has such a great ability?

Of course he wanted to recover his martial arts, but it might not work if he thought about it again.

Perhaps, Uncle Shi asked the third child to take him to find someone, but he wanted to help him solve his knot?

As soon as Tie Shou read this, he couldn't help gripping his life-chasing hand even more firmly.

——It won’t work if you don’t hold on to it, the man runs faster and faster, he always feels like he’s going to be thrown out.

***

Wuji Garden is not easy to find.

The main reason is that the place is not like a garden.

It was just a small thatched hut and a wasteland full of weeds.

But there really is a master there.

There is only one living person in Wujie Garden.

He is an ordinary old man.

Except for the black hair that doesn't look like an old man, other things such as clothes and skin movements are very common.

An old man like many families will have.

He saw Zhui Ming and Iron Hand first.

At a glance, I saw the painting that Zhui Ming was holding.

The old man almost rushed to grab the painting.

—He is not very old at all.

"I didn't find you, and you came back by yourself."

He seemed to be crying, and wiped his eyes hastily.

I didn't forget to apologize to Tieshou Zhuiming.

"I'm sorry, I miss him so much. 18 years ago, he brought someone to my house to change the painting, and then there was no news. I wanted to go to him. I was afraid that the painting would rot at home, so I sold it. "

As a result, more and more tears were wiped away.

"Do you know, the old gentleman who believes that it is a fake painting and is willing to buy it will definitely treat it well."

Tieshou and Zhuiming immediately figured out who it was.

They didn't expect that the person Uncle Shi asked to find was actually Zhang Zhi.

The two quickly saluted.

"Mr. Zhuge's disciples—"

The old man cut them off decisively with a wave of his hand.

His tears, snot, and tear stains had completely disappeared.

He glanced at Zhui Ming's waist and legs for a while, and smiled brightly: "Are you Zhui Ming?"

Then he turned to Iron Hand, looked at it for a long time and said hesitantly, "Iron Hand?"

After finishing speaking, Zhang Zhi nodded more firmly.

"Master Zhuge asked you to come here?"

Tie Shou saluted: "Yes, I'm here to thank Mr. for your help."

Zhang Zhi stroked his long black beard and said with a smile: "Suwen Tie Er catcher is both civil and military, and he is good at calligraphy and painting. The old man happened to have a new work recently, I would like to ask Er catcher to have a look."

Because the iron hand paused for a moment, Zhui Ming took the initiative to answer: "Sir, please go and get it. It is a great blessing for the second senior brother to appreciate Mr.'s masterpiece in person."

Zhang Zhi roared when he heard the words.

"Where can I take it? Naturally, you come into the house to take a look!"

"Yes, yes, it's rude to chase your life."

After saying that, he pulled up his iron hand and walked into the house with Zhang Zhi

Zhang Zhi took two steps, then stopped suddenly, turned his head to stare at Zhui Ming and said with a strange smile: "Do you have anything to ask me?"

After he finished speaking, he laughed three times, and walked on again.

Chasing life could not help but sigh.

It must be right for Uncle Shi to come, but this person is so weird, can he detoxify Iron Hand?

Or Shishu just asked them to come and paint.

After all, Mr. Zhuge did not say that there is a detoxification method in the Wuzhen Garden that the withered poplars do not grow flowers.

Zhui Ming threw the iron hand, and suddenly felt that his hand was being squeezed a few times.

He turned his head to one side, and Iron Hand was smiling there.

The temperature of the smile is incompatible with the cool autumn in Jiangbei.

"We should go see the painting."

Of course Tieshou wanted to see Zhang Zhi's paintings.

It's a pity that Zhang Zhi's new painting was not finished.

He seemed to have even forgotten that this was not a finished product, and he was surprised when he opened the drawing paper.

"Oh, look, I'm getting old and confused."

Zhang Zhi picked up his pen and continued to paint.

But there is no ink.

His drawing table was covered with dust.

Tie Shou chased his life and sighed secretly, maybe this person only remembered things related to Zeng Shuxue, he seemed to have put aside his brush, and his mind was not clear.

Zhang Zhi searched left and right on the table for a long time, found a piece of ink that was only half an inch left, and smiled to the iron hand: "It's too cold, cold ink is easy to dry, can you please help me bring some hot spring water to the backyard?"

Tie Shou nodded quickly, and immediately went to the backyard to look for it.

Zhui Ming stayed in the same place and said strangely: "You still have a hot spring here?"

Zhang Zhi shook his head.

"The old man has everything."

But in a blink of an eye, Tie Shou came back with a small bucket of steaming water.

He was a little surprised that there really is a hot spring in the backyard here.

Zhang Zhi opened the ink and began to draw without thinking.

Seeing the old man's first stroke, Tieshou held his breath for an instant.

Even chasing his life, he was surprised and said: "Mr. Zhang has a good memory, and he can get it easily. Which strange peak is this painted?"

The iron hand tugged at him lightly, and explained in a low voice: "Writing landscape pictures is often to outline the gully in the heart, and there may not be a place to find."

"Oh," Zhui Ming didn't care, and apologized to Zhang Zhi: "I don't understand these things, so I'll make you laugh."

Zhang Zhi smiled while painting.

"How can there be anything you don't understand or don't understand, but the three catchers tell me whether the old man's paintings are good or not?"

Zhui Ming said sincerely: "It's beautiful, otherwise I wouldn't think that you have seen this mountain somewhere."

Zhang Zhi said, "I haven't seen many real mountains in my life. As long as you have the heart, you can be one with nature."

He chuckled leisurely.

Like a long river, ten thousand shares are endless.

"I am the avenue, and the avenue is me."

Zhui Ming replied with a sincere smile: "Although I don't have so much insight in the painting, what Mr. said must be reasonable."

"Isn't it? What the old man said has always been reasonable."

Zhang started to write without any hesitation.

He said that he wanted to enjoy the painting with his iron hand, but he still didn't ask his opinion until he finished painting a mountain peak in the foreground.

And since Tie Shou said that to Zhuiming, he never opened his mouth again.

Even when they were about to leave Wuji Garden, Tie Shou never commented on Zhang Zhi's painting.

Zhui Ming looked at Tie Shou's expression and did not bother him knowingly.

——The road pointed by Uncle Shi is really never wrong.

Tie Shou and Zhuiming bid farewell to Zhang Zhi, they went out with their front feet, and Zhang Zhi chased them out with their back feet.

"Wait a minute, the painting you brought me is worth all the paintings I have here, but the old man has never painted anything good, only this volume is quite proud, so I gave it to the second catcher."

The old man cracked his mouth, which was missing half of his teeth, and laughed.

"I have a good Zhuyeqing. After the third arrest, I can often come to sit and sit."

Zhang Zhi said that Tie Shou and Zhui Ming were stupefied, that the gift of painting was only given to one person, and no matter how they bought a drink, only one person was invited. Doesn’t it sound rude to make a distinction like this?

As a result, the two of them thought about it again, and realized that Zhang Zhi couldn't be more frank.

If you give Zhuiming paintings, Zhuiming doesn't love them. If you give him wine, the old building will naturally have more wine; on the contrary, if you really want to invite Tie Shou as a guest, the paintings will definitely be more attractive than the wines.

Therefore, both of them felt the interest of Zhang Zhi.

Although he sees people ordering food, he is sincere to everyone.

***

Since Executive Zhang visited and returned to the city, Tie Shou chased his life for a little discussion, and then planned to go to the mansion to see Mr. Zhuge again.

It was not until they arrived at the Shenhou Mansion that Mr. Zhuge had been waiting for them in the courtyard for a long time.

Tieshou immediately presented the scroll presented by Zhang Zhi.

Mr. Zhuge only glanced around, and suddenly asked Tie Shou: "Do you remember the owner of Pozhu Hut, the Airbus?"

Tie Shou's thoughts changed sharply, and he understood the deep meaning of Uncle Shi's question in an instant, he couldn't help but asked in surprise: "Is Zhang Zhi the owner of Pozhu Hut?"

"Exactly, Zeng Shuxue asked about the past with Ai's father and daughter from him, and Han Shan only saw him take it back?"

"Take it."

"It's finally back to the original owner." Mr. Zhuge looked at the expressions of the two apprentices, nodded and explained, "Zhang and Zeng actually knew each other and knew each other forever. The rumors in the market are half true and false. Both of them Born in a family of martial arts, they were both obsessed with searching for internal martial arts, but Zeng Shuxue occasionally practiced martial arts, and Zhang Yuanshi had no choice but to comment. Later, the two inherited the family business and sold their property, and they traveled the mountains and rivers, trying to find The inner strength is even more rare. The Dade Yuanding was visited by Zeng Shuxue by chance, and before he could give it to Zhang Zhi, he met Ai's father and daughter."

Tie Shou asked, "Did Master Zhang say these things himself?"

Mr. Zhuge twisted his beard and nodded.

"I came to visit Ruthlessly that day, and I heard that I had a very happy conversation with him."

Tie Shou was in a trance for a while, and Zhui Ming took the opportunity to ask Mr. Zhuge, who was the Airbus in the pen.

"You know that there are high-quality poems, calligraphy, and paintings in this world. This person only likes to criticize the inner mind. Zhang Zhi studied the inner strength as if it were Yin and Yang. He also wrote many books under this pseudonym. Tieshou also accepted it. I have read a few books and said that I have benefited a lot from reading them.”

Only then did Zhui Ming realize with a smile and said, "Uncle Shi knew that Mr. Zhang is a great person, but he didn't tell the second senior brother."

Mr. Zhuge looked at his smile, shook his head and smiled cheerfully.

"If he knows that Zhang Zhi is writing Airbus, he must have a burden in his heart. Once he pays attention to some things, he will not be able to realize the real truth."

He asked Tieshou again: "Did you realize something in Pozhuhu?"

"I do have experience."

"That's fine."

Tie Shou wanted to talk about his experience, but Mr. Zhuge didn't want to talk to him. Instead, he just looked at the painting admiringly, then handed the scroll to Tie Shou, and asked inexplicably: "Would you like me?" Do you recite Yun Fu?"

After asking endlessly, he didn't listen to the answer, and left in a hurry.

Tie Shou immediately recited Yun Fu in a low voice.

It was taught by Mr. Zhuge when he was just a teenager, and now he has to memorize it, and it's a bit stumbling for a while.

But it went smoothly.

He recited it once, and recited it more fluently the second and third time.

Tie Shou looked at Zhang Zhizhi's painting, then walked out of the gazebo to look at the sky, and recited it for the fourth time.

And then the fifth time.

"The positioning of the heaven and the earth, the division of pure harmony, the first fall of hardness and softness, the smoldering of yin and yang...begins to come out when touching a stone, and levy on the skin, and finally touches the heaven and earth, infiltrates all living beings... infiltrating all living beings..."

——"I am the Dao, and the Dao is me."

Tie Shou turned around suddenly, pulled up and silently looked at his chasing life.

His hands were trembling.

Zhui Ming hurriedly followed him and sat down cross-legged in the kiosk.

Tie Shou calmed down first, and then solemnly said: "Quickly tell me your inner strength and mind."

Zhui Ming was taken aback for a moment, but didn't see any hesitation, so he nodded and began to read.

—Second senior brother must have a great understanding.

The more Tie Shou listened, the more pleased he became, until finally he couldn't help but jump for joy.

"I still can't get the hang of this level, but it's on your side."

"Second brother?"

Tie Shou grasped his life-seeking hands, pressed his palms together, and said in a deep voice, "Help me."

After Zhui Ming understood it, he breathed out and adjusted his internal strength according to the breath of the iron hand, and gradually found that the head of the iron hand was getting stronger and stronger, airtight and indestructible, and at the same time it became more and more difficult to find and change.

The lake lives in deep valleys, the mountains are beautiful and high, the peaks are broken by the rivers, and the water runs along the mountains.

In an instant, Iron Hand's internal strength has reached a new level.

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