Chapter 242 What is number one in the world?(1/2)
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It took two days.
Taoist Changhe and Yang Youdecai returned to Jiangzhou together.
When the two old men returned to the ward of Liu Wuzhong in the city hospital, Liu Wuzhong was able to get out of bed and walk. Both of them looked a little tired, especially Yang Youde, who followed Taoist Changhe for thousands of miles, and now he was almost exhausted physically and mentally, while Taoist Changhe just seemed to be exhausted.
Liu Wuzhong looked at the two of them and walked down from the bed without being too pretentious. He naturally smiled at them, clasped his fists at the two old friends and said, "Thank you, you both for running around for me, Liu Wuzhong."
Taoist Changhe and Yang Youde just nodded lightly, indicating that the matter was exposed. Both of them had been in high positions, and when they went out, they all knew that Liu Wuzhong was just unlucky this time and suffered the disaster.
"Old Liu, please rest assured to recover from your injury. Now no one in Jiangzhou dares to touch your Liu family."
Yang Youde said in a positive tone.
Changhe also nodded slightly. Looking at Liu Wuzhong, he found that his body was slightly hunched, lacking in energy, his feet were floating, his eyes were sad, and he said calmly: "Children and grandchildren have their own blessings. Old Liu, don't think so much, just take care of your old age."
Liu Wuzhong laughed and looked at the Wang Cheng brother and sister who were standing quietly on the side, as well as Yang Qingyu and Liu Shicheng, and there was no trace of sorrow between his eyebrows. He nodded and said calmly: "I know that I have done everything I can do in my life. Since you are all back, I will go home to take time to take some advice on those kids. I don't know how many days I can give them."
Wang Cheng said in a low tone: "Don't worry, Mr. Liu. With me here, your body will be fine."
"Haha, Wang Cheng, thank you for saving me several times this time. If you have any useful things for me in the future, just say it."
Liu Wuzhong looked at Wang Cheng and smiled gratefully.
The atmosphere was not very heavy, and it seemed very harmonious. Liu Wuzhong and his elderly people experienced this major change, but they quickly opened up and seemed very open-minded, which was rare.
After hearing the news, President Zhao rushed over and respectfully handled the discharge procedures for Liu Wuzhong and arranged for an ambulance to send Liu Wuzhong back to the Liujiawu Pavilion. The newly appointed acting director of the municipal hospital breathed a sigh of relief. He thought to himself that he had finally sent the Bodhisattva away. He had almost never returned home to sleep in the past two days, so he called his home and waited in the hospital for 24 hours. He was afraid that something would happen again.
Fortunately, it was quiet these two days. Nothing happened.
Yang Qingyu followed Yang Youde home. Seeing Yang Youde in a hurry, he definitely didn't want to stay with Taoist Changhe. He followed Taoist Changhe for thousands of miles in the past two days, which made him unable to bear it.
All of a sudden, everyone went back to their own homes.
Wang Cheng also pulled the little girl Wang Yuanyuan and followed the Taoist Changhe slowly towards Wusheng Mountain.
"Master, have you solved it?"
Wang Cheng asked with a little concern. He was thinking a lot, worried about any further changes.
He knew in his heart that this incident was not as simple as maintaining Yu Rengang on the surface. Someone must have wanted to take advantage of the problem and targeted Liu Wuzhong and the Liu family lineage.
Taoist Master Changhe nodded, and his steps were rarely slow behind his hands. He looked at the sky with his eyes and said, "I went to see a few old friends, and I'll solve it for the time being."
Wang Cheng didn't ask much and just walked like that.
Changhe spoke again: "Wang Cheng."
"master!"
Wang Cheng agreed.
Changhe glanced at Wang Cheng and said, "What is your ideal?"
Wang Cheng was stunned for a moment, why did he ask about this?
After thinking about it carefully, Wang Cheng really couldn't say it all at once. What was his ideal? When he was a child, he was a rich man who could perform surgery on his mother and maintain his life. Later, his mother passed away, and his ideal became that he hoped that he could have a healthy body and live like a normal person.
Now, it seems that everything has been realized.
With a healthy body, you also have money.
Only my mother is gone, my father has gone south, and there is an extra sister.
Looking at the little girl Wang Yuanyuan beside him, Wang Cheng nodded slightly. This sister was a little clingy.
So, what should I do in the future?
Wang Cheng's eyes were a little confused, and he really couldn't think of anything at once. Judging from the worldview and values of a normal person, it seems that he no longer needs to do anything in his life. He has a bank deposit of hundreds of millions, which is enough to live a luxurious life. He just needs to go with the flow according to his current life, practice martial arts, see a doctor, study, take exams, and then go out to college next year?
Wang Cheng thought about it and said that what he was doing now was the only thing he really wanted to practice martial arts. His eyes were firm and he said solemnly to his master, Taoist Changhe, "My ideal is to be the best in the world."
Taoist Changhe slowed down, looked at the apprentice seriously, and then said lightly: "Why? Do you know what the best in the world is?"
A halo flashed in Wang Cheng's eyes, thinking of the old Taoist priest who lived alone in the backyard on Wusheng Mountain for decades, day after day, he said seriously: "The best in the world is loneliness."
Taoist priest Changhe's body shook for a moment, and his feet suddenly failed to control their strength, and broke two stones on the road. He turned his tone and said in a deep voice: "Have you seen Dong Chengshou?"
Wang Cheng was stunned for a moment, and then asked, "Master, are you talking about Mr. Dong who came from Beihe?"
Changhe nodded and said, "Yes, it's him. Lao Liu escaped from the north because he accidentally killed Dong Chengshou's elder brother. After that, there was a war and the Dong family had no chance to go south to seek revenge. When the war ended, I returned to Jiangzhou and Dong Chengshou went south to Jiangzhou. It was me who helped Lao Liu stop the Dong family. Dong Chengshou was called the best in the world at that time!"
"Why can he be called the best in the world?"
Wang Cheng asked curiously. He still remembered the mysterious Bagua boxing technique that the old man surnamed Dong showed when he attacked him.
"Because few people are his opponents, his Bagua Fist has surpassed Dong Haichuan, the founder of the Dong family. He had condensed his energy into a gang twenty years ago. If it weren't for my Disha Fist's technique at that time, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to stop him. After defeating me, he swears that as long as I'm in Jiangzhou for one day, he wouldn't come here."
Changhe said lightly: "Then, I became the number one in the world again, and many people came to challenge me. In fact, many people couldn't do anything to me, and I couldn't do anything to them either. The same was true for fighting with Dong Chengshou at that time. He could not break my defense at that time, but I couldn't do anything to him either. So I, the number one in the world, is actually not justified. What's more, there are many masters in Nanyang and overseas who are also dissatisfied with me."
Wang Cheng looked serious and knew that his master was telling him the best in the world.
"Then, your senior brothers all died of unlimited death."
Changhe said in a low voice again.
The master and apprentice fell silent again, and the little girl Wang Yuanyuan was suppressed by the atmosphere and felt a little worried, and she followed her brother and walked forward.
"Now, do you still want to be the number one in the world?"
Changhe asked in a deep voice.
Wang Cheng was shocked, and he squeezed the little girl Wang Yuanyuan's hand tightly, pulled the little girl over and said firmly: "Master, I will definitely become the real number one in the world."
He wanted to say that he would not be unbeaten by relying solely on his thick skin and flesh, and be ranked first in the world by others. What he wanted was the first in the world to truly defeat the world.
Changhe naturally understood what Wang Cheng wanted to express, and suddenly smiled, his feet accelerated instantly, leaving Wang Cheng and Wang Yuanyuan, and walked towards Wu Shengshan, leaving a voice: "What do you want to do, and you won't stop you. The world's number one is not that easy to do. There are many changes in this martial arts competition. Some people don't want us martial arts practitioners to master more things, so they deliberately target me. This time, Lao Liu was also a disaster for the fish."
"The road ahead is difficult, Wang Cheng, you must be careful. The best in the world is not only loneliness, but also loss."
The sound dissipated, and the figure of the old Taoist priest Changhe also disappeared on the streets.
Wang Cheng stopped, pulled Wang Yuanyuan, and stood quietly on the street. After a while, he turned around and walked towards the riverside, and whispered to the little girl, "Yuanyuan, are you hungry?"
When the little girl saw her brother Wang Cheng laughing again, she also showed a sweet smile, shook her head, and said, "Not yet."
"Then let's go back."
Wang Cheng said calmly, constantly recalling the words of the master Taoist priest in his heart.
The best in the world!
He will be determined in this life.
The little girl Wang Yuanyuan pouted and shook her brother Wang Cheng's hand. When she thought she wanted to walk back, she was unhappy, but she didn't dare to say it.
When the brother and sister returned home, it was already dusk.
Wang Cheng saw that Fang Jinwen and Wang Hengjiang's cars were parked at the door of the villa, and the two were sitting at the door of the villa smoking cigarettes and chatting, waiting for Wang Cheng.
Seeing Wang Cheng and his sister appearing on the road, Fang Jinwen hurriedly went up and smiled bitterly: "Wang Cheng, why did you say hello to me? Why should I walk back so far? Even if you want to leave yourself, it's okay to exercise, but don't suffer Yuanyuan, look at Yuanyuan being tired."
Fang Jinwen and Wang Hengjiang saw the tired little girl Wang Yuanyuan, who seemed to collapse. Both of them were fathers, so they felt a little distressed.
Wang Hengjiang also said a little bit reproachful: "Just call and I'll pick you up. You have to leave, so let me pick up Yuanyuan."
Before Wang Cheng could speak, the little girl Wang Yuanyuan said unhappily on her tired little face: "I just want to walk back with my brother."
In any occasion, the little girl cannot tolerate others saying that her brother is not.
"Two, don't ask more about this matter. Yuanyuan and I are both responsible."
Wang Cheng shook his head, without explaining anything to the two of them, and asked, "What's the matter with the two bosses?"
The two of them looked at the brother and sister and couldn't speak. They both thought that it would be great if their children were so sensible.
When entering the villa, the little girl Wang Yuanyuan dragged her foot back to the room to rest. She might have to fall asleep like last time.
Fang Jinwen and Wang Hengjiang looked at Wang Yuanyuan's figure and shook their heads and sighed. Other people's cute little girls are all treasures and they are reluctant to let them suffer any pain.
However, when they thought of Wang Cheng's temper and personality, the two of them didn't say much. They knew that Wang Cheng really had his own sense of responsibility and would not let the little girl be really tired and hurt.
"That's right, Wang Cheng." Fang Jinwen broke the silence and said, "Zhengxiang's auction is about to begin. Lao Wang and I are going to go to Donghai City to help him. I heard that your treatment for Mr. Tang has ended. It should be fine on the weekend? Should we go with us?"
Wang Cheng thought about it and said that when he was in the city hospital last night, Li Zhengxiang did call him and invite him to attend the auction. Wang Cheng refused at that time. He had never been to Donghai and didn't really want to go there.
Seeing that Wang Cheng did not immediately refuse, Wang Hengjiang also hurriedly said: "This auction is quite popular. Zhengxiang has been preparing for it for half a year and has also regarded your work as the main finale. Isn't it good if you don't go?"
Fang Jinwen smiled and said, "Yes, I'm still thinking about that tiger. I'll go and see it this time. If I can buy it for 80 million, I'll take it back and put it in my study."
Wang Hengjiang smiled disdainfully and said, "If you think you are beautiful, if it is 80 million, then I will buy it too, and I can still leave it to you."
Wang Cheng frowned and said hesitantly: "Forget it, I still won't go. I want to take a break in the past two days on the weekend. I will have to go to Hong Kong Island next Monday. If I go to the East China Sea, it may be delayed to go to Hong Kong Island."
"What are you afraid of? Just call Hong Kong Island in advance and ask them to arrange a special plane to the Donghai Airport to wait. I tell you, it will be a loss if you don't go this time. This is the auction information sent to me by Zhengxiang. There are several ancient books on it, one of which is said to be a manuscript by Li Chunfeng of the Tang Dynasty, a Taoist medical book, and a Taoist health care method."
Fang Jinwen took out a beautifully printed booklet from his bag and handed it to Wang Cheng, saying in a tempting tone.
Wang Cheng took it and took a look. The page that introduced the ancient books finally has several ancient books that are highlighted, including the manuscript of Li Chunfeng, a Taoist priest of the Tang Dynasty, which is a relatively thick thread-bound book.
Among the classics of the Tibetan Ding Temple, Wang Cheng saw some records of Li Chunfeng.
The most famous Taoist priest in history is Tuibeitu, which is said to be a saint of Feng Shui and geography, and fortune-telling. Moreover, historical records have been recorded that Li Chunfeng calculated for Li Shiming that Wu Zetian would rise to power, and this was a legendary figure.
To be continued...