I Have a Monster Farm

Gong Ruomei is the only daughter of Gong Baosen, also a prodigy in martial arts, and the successor of the Gong family's Baguazhang Sixty-Four Hands. Naturally, there are martial arts training methods.

However, Gong Ruomei has an arrogant personality and is proud of the Gong family, so it is naturally impossible to exchange the Gong family's sixty-four hands for this elixir.

Even if Zhang Ziyu is not in her world, even if the sixty-four hands of the Gong family are passed on, it will not have much influence on her, and no one else will know about it.

But she is not willing to act like this.

Although she is a woman, she doesn't bother to use it for her own benefit.

"I'm sorry, the Taoist priest. It's a good thing, but it's a pity that the sixty-four hands of the Gong family can't be easily passed on to the outside world. I don't have a chance with this medicine."

Gong Ruomei spoke frankly and looked calm, but her eyelids moved slightly, which showed that her heart had been moved.

It's just that I don't want it, not that I don't want it.

Seeing her like this, Zhang Ziyu didn't try to persuade her. This first business was a failure.

Forget it, salted fish is salted fish.

Anyway, Monster Ranch has just started, and there will naturally be guests in the future.

It's just that the arrival of these guests is random, that is, the probability of old customers returning is higher.

I don't know if there will be a chance to see Gong Ruomei, a legendary woman from the palace family, in the future.

"Xiao Daoist, I don't know how I should leave this place?"

"Just go back if you think about it in your heart, it's not difficult."

Gong Ruomei saluted slightly, and then said: "Although I haven't traded with the Taoist priest, there is a saying that there is no righteousness in buying and selling. What happened here is also an unforgettable experience for me. The Taoist priest said goodbye here. If By fate, we will meet again."

"etc."

Gong Ruomei turned around and was about to leave. Zhang Ziyu looked at her back and remembered that she was a lonely woman who had been a widow for revenge.

"Is there something else for the little Daoist?"

"Miss Gong, the Gong family's unique learning should not be cut off. Although it is a rule to seek revenge, the times have changed dramatically, and the rules are also changing. Only by letting go sometimes can you see a wider world and see all beings."

Zhang Ziyu couldn't bear Gong Ruomei's suicide after serving the Tao, so he reminded her.

"You said that my palace family will learn to be the best?"

However, at this moment, Gong Ruomei's momentum changed, and her eyes were fixed, as if a ray of light wanted to see through Zhang Ziyu.

Gong Ruomei thought it was strange that Zhang Ziyu knew about her affairs, but her reaction didn't seem like a rumor in the world.

But now his words made Gong Ruomei feel that he seemed to know the future of the Gong family.

She trusts her instincts a lot, so she has to figure it out.

However, Zhang Ziyu was dumbfounded.

This woman's reaction seems to be wrong, she... She should not have abolished Ma San now, why such a big reaction.

Zhang Ziyu, a little unlucky guy, saw that he was imposing and wearing that blue cheongsam. His appearance and figure were very similar to those after revenge, so he subconsciously judged the timeline.

But now it is obvious that there is a big oolong.

The two looked at each other, sitting on the chairs on both sides, looking at each other, Zhang Ziyu kept laughing dryly.

"Xiao Daoist, do you know the fate of my palace family?"

Zhang Ziyu said, "Tell me first, what time is it over there?"

"Twenty-three years of the Republic of China."

Zhang Ziyu counted the time with his fingers. The first year of the Republic of China was 1912, so the 23rd year of the Republic of China was 1934. It was two years before Gong Baosen went south to retire and the Golden House held a martial arts competition. occur.

Zhang Ziyu nodded and said, "For some reason, I do know the future of the Gong family. Of course, this is the future before you came here."

Gong Ruomei nodded slightly, she knew that this place was far more miraculous than she knew, if she hadn't come, maybe it would have been different.

Zhang Ziyu said slowly: "Your father, Mr. Gong Baosen, wants to retire from the rivers and lakes. He will retreat once in the north, with your senior brother Ma San to help him. He will retire again when he goes south, and choose a southern warrior to help him."

Gong Ruomei's brows flashed with arrogance and confidence, she said: "The Gong family has not suffered a single defeat for many years, no one in the south can help him."

Ma San, her senior brother, is helping Beibei, and his skill is naturally not as good as that of his father, but as a senior disciple, he is retiring, winning or losing is not important, as long as he shows considerable strength, he is famous and can inherit the reputation and status of his master.

However, people from the south do not have a personal history from the palace family. If they want to succeed, they can only win, not lose.

But Gong Baosen couldn't lose.

Zhang Ziyu shook his head slightly, and he said, "What if your old man wants to make a name for himself?"

Gong Ruomei frowned and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Give up your reputation and ask for a Southern Fist and a Northern Fist, just like the Northern Fist and the Southern Fist in those days. The northern and southern martial arts are united in one place, and we will go to the national calamity together!"

Gong Ruomei's face changed slightly, and she lost her manners in front of Zhang Ziyu for the first time.

As a daughter, she naturally understands her father. He can do this, and he will even do it.

Zhang Ziyu said slowly: "He gave up his great fame to a successor of Wing Chun named Ip Man, and went north to retreat. After a few years, the Japanese invaded and the country fell. Your senior brother Ma San became a traitor for fame and fortune. Mr. Gong called your senior brother to give a lecture."

"What did you train for?"

"Old Ape Hanging Seal."

"Old Ape Hanging Yin looks back, the pass is turning back, does he want senior brother to turn back?"

"Yes, but Ma San doesn't understand. The two fought, your father used the white ape to hold the peach, and Ma San used the old ape to hang the seal."

Zhang Ziyu glanced at Gong Ruomei. At this moment, her eyebrows were lowered, and her slender hands on the table were already tense and trembling slightly.

Not fear, but anger.

"He kept it?"

Gong Ruomei understands her father's feelings for her senior brother, so she will definitely not kill her, one will keep her hand, and the other will not understand, it will definitely kill her, the two fight, I am afraid there will be accidents.

"Ma San couldn't see that the old man kept his hands. The old ape hanged the seal and seriously injured the old man. The old man Gong died of serious injuries and eventually died."

"Then I practiced my own way. I didn't stay behind, I didn't get married, I didn't pass on my skills, and I just wanted to avenge my father, right?"

Gong Ruomei's eyes revealed the original look, she said calmly and firmly: "The unique knowledge of the Gong family is extremely precious, so naturally only the Gong family can ask for it. I am 20 years old, and I am not young. I graduated this year. After the next year, they should be married, or even married. If you don't follow the Tao, don't serve the palace family, take revenge for your name, and your words don't go well."

Walking alone is a contract in the martial arts, only those who are highly respected and have a certain prestige are eligible to do it.

Only by entering the solo path can you stop the mouths of everyone in Youyou and prove that you have been a palace family member for the rest of your life.

The Gong family's unique learning, one rigid and one soft, Xingyiquan was inherited by Ma San, and the sixty-four hands of Baguazhang were learned by her.

If she followed the Tao and abolished Ma San, then this unique technique would be truly unprecedented.

Gong Ruomei knew her character, if something like this happened, she would definitely do it.

Gong Ruomei took a deep look at Zhang Ziyu, and then said: "Little Daoist, the Gong family has accepted your great favor this time. I am not a person who does not know how to advance and retreat. The sixty-four actions of the Gong family should be my repayment." .”

The sixty-four hands of the Gong family are exquisite and expensive, so naturally they should not be passed on lightly.

But compared to the future of the Gong family, these sixty-four hands are naturally a bit lighter.

This is not to say that if someone is forced by the life and death of the Gong family, they can get sixty-four hands in exchange.

The Gong family still has a backbone that would rather die than surrender.

However, now it is someone who pointed out the dead end of the Gong family's future, and also gave them hope.

That is the great kindness of saving one's school, how can one taste the kindness if one is not willing to abandon one's studies?

As soon as these words were said, Gong Ruomei followed a dark guidance, and her knowledge about sixty-four moves and practice experience were engraved from memory, turning into a ball of light and appearing in her hand.

Looking at this scene, a look of surprise flashed in her eyes, it was so miraculous.

Zhang Ziyu never thought of exchanging news for the stunt of sixty-four moves.

It's not that he's stupid, but because of his character.

I fished, was lazy, and cheated my brother, but I was still a good person.

For some people who have a good impression, Zhang Ziyu will definitely not be stingy in helping them.

However, the other party has already expressed their gratitude, and Zhang Ziyu will not refuse.

But if you accept it directly, it will be a bit shameless.

Zhang Ziyu thought for 0.01 second, then poured out two Xiaoyinxue Peiyuan Pills, packed them in another bottle, and handed them to Gong Ruomei.

"I can ask for the sixty-four hands of the Gong family, but I don't plan to use this information in exchange for them. These are two Xiaoyinxue Peiyuan Pills, and this is one of our Maoshan body-polishing martial arts, Baguazhang."

As soon as Zhang Ziyu finished speaking, his experience and knowledge about practicing Baguazhang turned into a ball of light and was engraved from his memory.

"I'll exchange these two things for your sixty-four hands. Don't think there are too few pills. I practiced five pills in one furnace and ate one. Now there are only four pills, and I divided them in half."

Gong Ruomei laughed lightly when she saw him muttering, she had already let go of her vigilance, and the gentleness of a lady was revealed in that smile.

"Xiao Daoist, since this is the case, then let's count it as a deal. How to take this elixir?"

The little Taoist's information with her was not for martial arts, she learned martial arts with Zhang Ziyu for the purpose of repaying a favor, and she never valued this transaction.

Even if Zhang Ziyu doesn't give it, the sixty-four hands will stay here.

This is her Gong Ruomei's arrogance, but also her persistence in doing things.

"The elixir can temper the body, and taking it will cause a burst of chills. It's good if it's winter, and because of personal refining reasons, cough cough, the taste is not very good."

"That's okay, I'm also a medical student, so I know the truth that good medicine tastes bitter."

Gong Ruomei doesn't care about the taste, women practice martial arts, they suffer several times more than men.

Over the years, the pain of broken bones has been more than once.

This can be tolerated, so what about the taste.

"That's all right."