Chapter 101 Arhat Fist

   "You have also seen the wound of the deceased. It looks exactly the same as Yang Xianhua's wound to me. It should be the same murderer. This figure is completely different from Wang An. His suspicion should be ruled out."

  Xu Huang didn't speak, and rewrote the video again.

   "This person is a bit strange, do you think his walking posture is a bit weird?" Seeing a picture, he clicked the pause button.

   "Weird, what kind of weird method?" Feng Wu was taken aback after hearing this.

   "Didn't you notice that his arms basically didn't move when he walked?" Xu Huang clicked on the video, and the person in the picture started to move again, his arms were almost motionless when he walked.

   "Hey, really, is there anything to say?" Feng Wu said after a careful look.

   "He is in a state where he can shoot at any time. He must move very quickly. Most of his kung fu is in his hands, which is still very clever."

   "Well, professional is different, so he is very dangerous, we have to find him as soon as possible, any ideas?"

   "You'd better ask Chen Xifeng again, he must have concealed important information." Xu Huang said.

   "Okay, then I'll ask him again."

  After Feng Wu left, Xu Huang intercepted a small part of the screen and slowly zoomed in. Finally, a blurred hand appeared on the screen.

   "Could it be Iron Sand Palm?"

  Wang An’s residence, Li Xinzhu has left, and he is sending messages in the Tai Chi chat group with his mobile phone.

   "Does any friend know where there is an ancient boxing score of Xingyiquan?"

   After a while, someone sent a message.

  Serious person: "@世子, this is an exchange group for Taijiquan enthusiasts. If you come here to find Xingyiquan manuals, it is equivalent to going to a ramen restaurant to ask someone to serve you a seafood pizza. You are a bit too much."

   Gale: "@世子, you can't help but rebel after all. Do you think Tai Chi is too difficult to practice?"

  Tai Chi Yan: "The common man should be the one with the highest attainments in Tai Chi among us."

  The wind blows: "How high is it, is it as high as a few floors?"

  Serious person: "What building, Yihong Building or Happy Building?"

  Break the water flow: "I know a friend, and he has a copy."

   Gale: "Brother, to be honest, is your friend yourself?"

  Wang An watched Taijiyan who was watching the news in the group and sent a private message,

   "Why do you want Xingyi Quan's boxing score all of a sudden?"

   "I found it for a friend who practices Xingyiquan." Wang An said truthfully.

   "I thought you had encountered a hurdle in Taijiquan and wanted to find another way."

   "I have really encountered a hurdle." Wang Anxin said.

   "Since a friend wants it, I'll ask Duoshuiliu for you, but this kind of boxing manual is very precious in the eyes of experts, just like the martial arts cheats in martial arts novels. It's not easy to take a look at it."

   "Then I will trouble you." Wang An said hastily.

   "We are friends, please be polite."

   After chatting for a few words, Wang An put the phone aside and turned to think about the problems he was facing now. To go up the mountain, he had to find the way first, and he didn't see the way up the mountain now.

   "Could it be possible to find a way by yourself?" He whispered to himself.

  He now has to practice dozens of Taijiquan every day, and the result is that his experience points have increased a little in three days. According to his estimation, he needs to practice Taijiquan about a hundred times to increase his experience points.

  That is to say, if he wants to upgrade, he needs to practice Tai Chi 100,000 times seriously. Calculated based on his 100 Tai Chi exercises a day, it will take nearly three years.

"take it easy."

   In the next few days, the guards did not come to him. He felt that the matter should have come to an end, so he planned to drive back to his hometown to see the two old people.

   During the recent period, the two old men called him from time to time, apparently very worried about him.

  In addition, he thought that in order to make the two old people happy, could he spend money to rent a girlfriend back. After much deliberation, he had to ask Li Xinzhu for help, after all he had many friends.

   "Rent a girlfriend? Well, how could you come up with such an idea?" After hearing Wang An's thoughts, Li Xinzhu was taken aback.

   "Is there any problem? Isn't this very popular now? Rent one back home, make the elderly happy, spend money to buy happiness, it's very good."

   "No, what about after coaxing?"

   "It's inappropriate to tell the old man, we're breaking up."

   "Well, there is nothing wrong with this logic!" Li Xinzhu raised his thumb after hearing this.

   "It's just that I don't think people like you should make such a bad move."

   "Otherwise, I really want to find one? I can't find a suitable one in such a short time?"

   "Do you have any specific requirements, height, appearance?"

   "No matter what you have to say, the key is to have a good temper and a good brain. Don't reveal your secrets."

   "Well, if you really want to rent one, I'll go back and find one for you. I learned that Shu Dali has a good appearance and a good figure. The key is to have a sweet mouth. Tsk, I know a technician who has an education. He looks good and has a better figure. His voice is definitely high in sugar. It seems like ah, I was wrong!" Li Xinzhu looked at Wang An's face and changed his words quickly.

   "When do you want it?"

   "See if it can be within a week?" Wang An thought for a while.

   "Okay, I'll do it as soon as possible."

   Just as he was saying this, the phone rang.

   "Hey, um, it's me, what, "Arhat Boxing"? What I want is the boxing manual of "Xingyi Boxing".

  Wang An heard his conversation and nodded, meaning that he could go and have a look. Li Xinzhu changed his words immediately upon seeing this.

   "Okay, then go and have a look, I tell you, don't fool me, if you dare to make me a comic book again, I will kill you!"

   Bang, Li Xinzhu hung up the phone.

   "My friend, who is engaged in antiques and cultural relics, said that he got a copy of "Arhat Boxing", which seems to be an ancient boxing manual. He said that it should be a few years old."

   "The one we saw last time?"

   "It wasn't him, the other one, that guy once sold fake things to others, was blocked in an alley, and was almost beaten to death. I happened to pass by and saved his life." Li Xinzhu said.

   "Then go and have a look."

   "But isn't that "Xingyiquan"?!"

   "Stones from other mountains can be used to attack jade, see if there is no harm."

   "Come on, I'll ask him out now."

  An hour later, in the private room of a hotpot restaurant, Wang An saw Li Hsinchu's friend, with a round face, a big head, but a very thin body. The windbreaker was worn like a robe, and it looked like a pumpkin on a sugarcane from a distance.

   "Let me introduce, come quickly, Jin, the cultural relics and antique dealer, this is my friend, Wang An." After sitting down, Li Xinzhu introduced each other to the two.

   "Hey, thank you, I brought you something. Take a look. It is said that it was handed down when Faxing Temple was burned down. It is an old thing." After saying this, Jin quickly took out an ancient book, and there were still traces of being burned on the edge.

   Li Xinzhu took it and flipped through a few pages, then handed it to Wang An who was beside him.

  Wang An took it over and took a look. The paper was yellow and rough to the touch. There was indeed a whole set of boxing manuals inside, with text and pictures, and there were some thin lines on the pictures.

   "Well, it looks like it should be an ancient book, so you can keep it." Wang An nodded after reading it. He has no research on cultural relics, but he still has some insights into boxing scores.

   "Okay, I want this book, how much is it?"

   "Well, this number." Jin Kuailai held out three fingers.

   "Three hundred, okay!" Li Xinzhu said this and was about to pay.

   "Oh, my big brother, what are you robbing?! What three hundred, add two zeros after it, thirty thousand."

   "What the hell, such a broken book is worth so much money?" Li Xinzhu stared after hearing this.

   "You don't understand cultural relics! This is an ancient relic. Besides, in order to find this book for you, I have worked hard and traveled thousands of miles. In the hands of others, this is a family heirloom. I begged my grandpa to sue my grandma. I have worn out my lips, so they are willing to part with it."

   "Why don't you say that you have experienced ninety-nine and eighty-one difficulties, you are used to cheating people in business and cheating on me!"

   "What is cheating? I'm a well-known undeceitful person. I'm fair and just. I've given you a 30% discount."

   "Looking at it this way, it's not easy for you to reduce a zero, a one-buy price, three thousand!" Li Xinzhu said.

   "No way, you are too cruel, for the sake of our acquaintance for so many years, twenty-five thousand."

   "Three thousand and five."

   "Twenty-three thousand."

   Two people come and go, and the price finally reaches 10,000.

   "Hey, I, I sold it at a loss!" Jin Kuailai gritted his teeth and stomped his feet, looking like he was cutting flesh.

   "Act, you continue to act! From 30,000 to 10,000, if you lose money, you have to pay to die!" Li Xinzhu glared at him, took out his mobile phone and started transferring money.

   "Hey, bro, I'm also supporting my family, right?" Jin Kuailai said with a smile.

  Wang An on the side didn't care about the bargaining process between the two, but flipped through the book "Arhat Fist". This and the "Vajra Zen Palm" he practiced are both Buddhist martial arts, and they can be regarded as the same origin. From the looks of it, it should be a tough road.

   "Come on, let's eat." Li Xinzhu poured Jin Kuailai a glass of wine.

   "Thank you brother, I would like to offer you a toast, this brother Wang?" Jin Kuailai looked at Wang An who was concentrating on reading the boxing score.

   "Let's drink, don't disturb him."

   The two clinked glasses, drank the wine in the small wine glass, and then ate the meat. Wang An on the side looked at the few words in the boxing manual and fell into deep thought.

   "Practice shape first, then strength, and then Qi."

  He remembered that there was a similar description in "Vajra Zen Palm". At that time, he also wondered what this "Qi" referred to, and now he saw such words in this book "Arhat Fist".

   This should not be a coincidence, nor is it accidental, and this "qi" should not be as simple as exhaling and exhaling during exercises. However, these two ancient books both mentioned "Qi", but did not clearly say how to cultivate it.

  (end of this chapter)