This martial sage has two hearts and three lungs

Lingyang City, Zhenwei Martial Arts Hall, second floor.

The floor was wiped as bright as a mirror, and a full set of weapons was placed on the weapons rack beside it. The windows opened to the outside, and in the courtyard outside was a huge sycamore tree. The bright afternoon light poured in, and the dust was lost in the light.

A burly figure sat cross-legged between the light pillars, wearing a white martial arts uniform.

Even through loose clothes, you can still see the bulging muscles underneath.

The owner of Zhenwei Martial Arts Hall is named Yang Zhen.

In the early years, it was worshiped by a gang in Jinhai City. However, something happened and the gang was destroyed. I had offended too many people, so after thinking about it, I decided to come to Lingyang with my savings saved over the years and open this martial arts gym.

After several years of development, the business of the martial arts gym is pretty good.

Establish a firm foothold in the local area and have a certain influence.

Only today, Yang Zhen encountered a trouble.

He looked at the young man in front of him and asked with some uncertainty, "You want to practice martial arts with me."

The young man in front of him looks about seventeen or eighteen years old. He has fair skin and a thin figure. He is wearing an elegant gray tunic suit. At first glance, it may not seem like much, but if you look closely, you can see that the material used is the very rare "Lake Silk".

It’s just that the whole person looks lackluster, plus he has a pair of dark circles under his eyes.

It gives people a feeling of recovering from a serious illness.

Wang Jizhen said, "Of course, I won't joke with you about this matter."

Yang Zhen sighed and said, "I don't know why you suddenly have such an idea, but martial arts is not as good as you think. Practice in winter and practice in summer. When you are young, you compete with others, and when you are old, you will be covered with injuries.

In this industry, few people get a happy ending.

And after the Battle of the Red Tide, Western guns and artillery began to spread in the country. Even if you are a master who can kill ligers with your bare hands, you will be threatened if you are not careful when facing these powerful weapons. ”

Yang Zhen’s words, both inside and outside, meant to persuade him to quit.

Wang Jizhen looked like he was weak and sickly. In addition, rich young men generally cannot endure hardship and have the habit of giving up halfway.

Although accepting this apprentice can establish a relationship with the Wang family, which has considerable influence in Lingyang,

But in Yang Zhen's opinion, if one is not handled well, it will be more trouble.

So he instinctively wanted to refuse.

However, Wang Jizhen has made up his mind, "Master Yang, no matter what, I still want to give it a try. Whether it succeeds or not, it is all my own reasons. As long as you are willing to teach me seriously, the expenses will not be less for you."

"..."

Yang Zhen was silent for a moment and said, "Okay."

"Sorry to trouble you." Seeing Yang Zhen agree, Wang Jizhen smiled on his face.

"Since you sincerely want to learn, I can't fool you. When I go back and study it, you will come here again at the same time tomorrow. Based on your own situation, we will formulate corresponding teaching plans and teach students in accordance with their aptitude. What do you think?"

Yang Zhen thought for a moment and said sincerely.

"Everything must be obeyed by Master."

Wang Jizhen stood up from the floor and bowed to Yang Zhen.

Then he turned around and left the martial arts hall.

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A black car was parked on the road outside the martial arts gym.

The driver of the car is a middle-aged man wearing a black vest named Qian Hong, who is a confidant of Wang Jizhen's father.

I saw Wang Jizhen walking out of the martial arts gym.

Qian Hong took the initiative to get out of the car and opened the car door, "Master, how is the situation?"

"Master Yang agreed to accept me as his disciple."

"That's a good relationship. I have heard before that this master is not a showman and has real skills. As long as the master studies hard, you will definitely learn real skills from him." Qian Hong chuckled and started the vehicle.

But the direction is not towards the business district, the direction of the Wang family's mansion.

Instead, we set off towards the north pier of the city.

Qian Hong explained while driving, "The master gave an order before, saying that this time I will go to audit the accounts, and let the young master take charge."

Lingyang is located in the hinterland of the Tokaido of the Republic of China in Dachang and is connected to the sea by the Lingjiang River and the Jinhai estuary.

The unique geographical location makes it a natural land and water transportation hub.

Coupled with the gradual opening of the Tianjin-Hai Treaty Port.

Various novel goods from the West are transported from here to various inland cities on the Tokaido Road, while locally produced silk, mountain products, ceramics and other handicrafts are transported to the ports of Tsukai. This time and again, it brings amazing benefits.

The most important one, Lingjiang Wharf, belongs to the Wang family.

Wang Ji really is Wang Jianye’s only son.

As Wang Jianye gets older, some things have begun to be handled by Wang Jizhen, and the latter has long been used to it.

It’s just...

The mention of the dock was something that happened not long ago.

Leaved a psychological shadow on Wang Jizhen.

That day, he and a few friends took a boat to play on the Lingjiang River, and the boat encountered big waves.

Several people accidentally fell into the water. Although they were rescued by a passing merchant ship, Wang Jizhen always felt a lingering chill lingering on his body. When I go to bed at night, I often dream about falling into a river and about to drown.

After several times, Wang Jizhen not only felt that his body became weak.

Even during the day, my mental state is greatly affected.

As the only son of the Wang family, Wang Jianye is naturally very concerned about this matter.

Unfortunately, no matter whether it is Chinese medicine or Western medicine, even the Taoist priests at the nearby Taoist temple have tried several times, there is still no solution to the problem.

As a last resort, Wang Jizhen came up with the idea of ​​practicing martial arts.

It is said that the warriors in this world are so full of energy and blood that even if they walk in the deep mountains and old forests at night, ordinary ghosts and ghosts are not allowed to get close to them.

Even from a scientific point of view, strengthening your body can help you resist some diseases.

Thinking like this, the car slowly moved forward on the road.

About half an hour.

With a slight sound of brakes, the vehicle stopped.

As the car door opened, Wang Jizhen had arrived at the dock area in the north of the city.

I don’t know when, the sky became gloomy.

The wind blew from the distant river, but it could not dispel the haze hanging above. It was mixed with soot and had an indescribable weird smell. In the shadow of the haze, you can see steam paddlewheels with engines and huge chimneys moored on the river.

There are several huge lifting arms on the dock platform, like giant claws extending towards the dark sky.

Lift the heavy cargo container from the ship and place it heavily on the dock platform.

The dock workers, shirtless and with tanned skin, were struggling to drag goods far exceeding their own weight away from the platform.

Wearing a melon cap and twirling goatee, the steward of the trading company was having a red-faced argument with the boss of the ship.

A few children in ragged clothes were like loaches, burrowing in and out of the crowd, waiting for opportunities to steal goods dropped on the ground.

There are stalls selling pancakes, fruits and various snacks next to it.

Everything is an ordinary scene.

But inexplicably, Wang Jizhen smelled a hint of gloomy and strange smell from inside.