Chapter 63 Two Hundred Years Old

Hearing the rapid sound of horse hooves coming from far and near, a fast horse entered the city, and the pedestrians on the street hurriedly dodged.

"Did something happen?"

Wang Shen just glanced at it and then left the city.

The next day, Chen Zheng came to visit him at his home.

"The gang leader summoned me back for something urgent. Please take care of my mother at home."

"Okay." Wang Shen agreed happily.

Chen Zheng will be away for ten days. After returning, he told Wang Shen some news.

A convoy of the Grand Administrator of Ninglong Mansion was robbed by a group of criminals on the way from Yuehu to Lanhe County. The governor was furious and ordered the magistrate of Yuehu County to solve the case within a time limit.

Lei Liang found out about this, and he felt that this was an opportunity for them.

"Opportunity, what opportunity?" Wang Shen asked curiously.

"Extend an opportunity to reach out to Yuehu County." Chen Zheng made a gesture of extending his hand.

"Are those Lanhe counties preparing to expand to Yuehu County in less than a year?"

"Master asked us to investigate this matter secretly. The matter must be handled, and it cannot be made public yet."

"give it to you?"

Chen Zheng nodded.

"It's not just me. Junior Brother Chu will go to Yuehu County to investigate this matter. Junior Brother Chu's mother is from Yuehu County."

"Are there any gangs like the Qinghe Gang or the Beishan Gang in Yuehu County?"

"No, but there is a Taoist temple called Songfeng Temple. There are more than thirty Taoist priests inside who know some kung fu."

"Taoist?" Wang Shen paid attention. If there is a Taoist, there will naturally be Taoist scriptures. If you can get two Taoist scriptures and read them, you may gain some unexpected gains.

"A Shen, do you believe in fate?" Chen Zheng suddenly said such a sentence, which made him slightly stunned.

"What fate, destiny?"

Chen Zheng nodded.

"The reason why I delayed for so long this time is because I went to Ninglong Mansion. In Ninglong City, I met a fortune teller and asked him to give me a fortune."

"how?"

"Okay, very good, I can't believe it." Chen Zhengdao.

"Is that a good thing?" Wang Shen said after hearing this.

Chen Zheng smiled, but there was a bit of bitterness in his smile. Wang Shen didn't know how Chen Zheng investigated, and he didn't ask even if the other party didn't tell him.

The days passed day by day, and there were already two winter snowfalls.

It was so cold that several beggars froze to death on the streets of Lanhe County. In this era, some people freeze to death every winter.

Wang Shen still practices regularly.

Chen Zheng would come over every few days, or leave after saying a few words, or stay here for a meal.

Wang Shen also knew that there was a priceless treasure in the convoy at the prefect's residence, which was a pair of night pearls, so the prefect was furious.

Through these days of investigation, the clues they obtained are very limited.

People in the convoy heard strange noises while passing by a certain area. Then some people saw ghosts appearing, and then the people fainted. When they woke up, the treasures were gone.

"Strange sounds?" "Master said that there are actually some strange skills in this world that can make people fascinated and control others by sound."

"The Sanskrit Sound for Life, the Soul-Seizing Technique..." For a moment, the names of some techniques appeared in Wang Shen's mind.

"If that's the case, then the thief is most likely a master, and he's not something you or I can deal with. If you encounter him, don't show off, just run away if you can't beat him. There's no shame in that."

"Don't worry, I know what's going on." Chen Zheng said with a smile.

Until the Chinese New Year, no one was able to find out who did this case.

It was only because I heard that the magistrate of Yuehu County secretly gave the prefect tens of thousands of taels of silver in order to appease the anger of the prefect, that he barely managed to keep his official position.

It's true that three years of purification of the magistrate's office cost one hundred thousand snowflakes and silver.

During the Chinese New Year, Wang Shen was still at Chen Zheng's house. It happened to be snowing that day. The auspicious snow heralded a good harvest, which was a good sign.

Chen Zheng drank a lot of wine and talked a lot with Wang Shen.

"A Shen, how are you doing with your Arhat Kung Fu?"

"I'm practicing." Wang Shen said matter-of-factly.

He is indeed practicing, but he has practiced relatively little, and so far he is just proficient.

It was also a Qi training technique, but he spent most of his energy on that nameless technique.

"You have to practice hard. Master has said that practicing Qi has many benefits. It can strengthen the body and prolong life. Did you know that it is said that there is an eminent monk in Jinding Temple who has lived for nearly two hundred years." Chen Zheng suddenly lowered his voice and said .

"Two hundred years old?" Wang Shen was shocked when he heard this. Is there anyone else in this world who can live to such an old age?

"Surprised, I was also surprised when I heard this. Master mentioned it accidentally.

"So we have to practice Qi. The master is also practicing. Now he basically doesn't care about the affairs in the gang. The business affairs are left to Jinshui Tang. There are senior brothers Lu and An in Wuyang County, and I have me in Lanhe County. He spends a considerable part of his daily time practicing.

If you have power and wealth, you must also have a life to enjoy it! "Chen Zheng said with some emotion.

"Yes, from ordinary people to emperors and generals, who doesn't want to live longer? Cultivation is self-cultivation, which is continuous improvement and breakthrough."

Chen Zheng wanted to say something else, but he moved it to his mouth and swallowed it back. He just picked up the wine glass and drank a glass of wine.

The snow fell one after another, and it lasted all day. The next day, a thick layer fell on the roofs, treetops, walls, yards, and streets. The sky and the earth were covered with snow. Enchanting outside.

Wang Shen stepped on the snow and left Lanhe County alone.
  Crunch, crunch, leaving a series of footprints on the ground.

When he returned home, there were still snowflakes falling from the sky, but they were much smaller than last night.

Wang Shen stood in the yard and looked up at the snowflakes. Suddenly he raised his hand and the wind swept away the snowflakes in the air.

After this period of practice, the palm movements become smoother, faster and more powerful.

But what puzzled Wang Shen was that his upper limit seemed to have been raised a little higher.

"Is it because of Qi training? Every time my Qi increases and more meridians are opened, my upper limit will increase a little bit?"

As time went by, the weight of the stones Wang Shen used to practice continued to increase, and the variety of his exercises also increased.

In the past, it was just pushing the palms, but now there are more shots, and they are still at different angles, diagonally up, diagonally down...

In addition to practicing the iron palm, he also began to practice the wind-chasing step in the forest while carrying hundreds of kilograms of stones. Just going back and forth between different trees.

It was definitely not fast at the beginning, after all, it was equivalent to carrying the weight of two or three people.

While practicing, he found that his appetite was getting bigger and bigger. Fortunately, he now has plenty of money, fish and meat every meal, and enough nutrition.

The days passed like this, and before we knew it, the cold north wind turned into a warm spring breeze, blowing the willow tops green, the peach blossoms red, and the river water warm.

(End of this chapter)

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