My Cold And Beautiful CEO

Although she was very curious about what Wang Huachi and Qin Hao were talking about, it was a little mysterious, but Yun Shan still said very wittily that she was going to help in the kitchen, leaving room for the two of them to talk.

Qin Hao followed Wang Huachi to the study room. The latter took out a painting from the bookshelf with a dignified expression and spread it on the desk.

"This is the portrait left by my father. According to my father, the monk on this portrait is the patriarch. My father said that he is not talented enough, and his Taoism is difficult to achieve. He has no way to worship the master. Fortunately, the master took pity on him and accepted it as a registered name. Disciple. I used to think it was weird too, wondering if my father had lost his mind, what's the use of keeping such a long-standing portrait, I never imagined that today I would really be waiting for someone."

The distant enemy hates Moyang, the stranger

Wang Huachi sighed when he talked about the past, and cried when he remembered his father.

Qin Hao took a step forward, looked at the portrait, and was immediately dumbfounded. The one on this portrait was none other than the old bald donkey with kidney deficiency who taught him all the skills.

A long time ago, Qin Hao knew that the old bald donkey was a super monster with unfathomable cultivation, otherwise he wouldn't have made a big fuss in the military, but in the end he couldn't move ten moves in front of the old bald donkey.

However, he never imagined that this guy has lived for so many years, and his appearance and portrait have hardly changed at all.

According to Wang Huachi, this portrait was painted by his father in his early twenties, before he was born. Now his father is dead, and he himself is in his sixties or seventies. According to this calculation, the old bald donkey with kidney deficiency must be at least one hundred and thirty to forty years old. It is really a monster that his appearance is still around fifty years old. .

Fortunately, the old guy's appearance remained the same, so Qin Hao could recognize him in the portrait at a glance.

"Actually, the one in this portrait is my master, whose name is empty. I wonder if your father mentioned it to you?" Seeing Wang Huachi looking at him with a puzzled face, Qin Hao knew that he had doubts in his heart. After a little hesitation, he still Decided to tell each other the truth.

Wang Huachi's expression froze all of a sudden, he looked at Qin Hao blankly, and couldn't help blurting out: "You mean, you are Master Kong's apprentice? My father's apprentice?"

Regarding Monk Kong Kong, Wang Huachi knew a little bit about it, and the reason why he didn't mention it was because he deliberately kept it to prevent Qin Hao from being the person his father said he was.

He still remembered that when he was a child, he met Monk Kongkong once, and it was after that time that his father began to teach him medical skills and some basic methods of breathing and health, otherwise he would not be so energetic at this age, Very rarely get sick.

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Since that meeting, Monk Kong Kong has never appeared again, let alone visited their house. It was not until his father passed away that he left this portrait and the last words.

Looking at Wang Huachi's shocked appearance, Qin Hao could understand it. After all, so many years have passed. According to ordinary people's knowledge, the old bald donkey with kidney deficiency should have passed away long ago, but now, a disciple suddenly appeared , at such a young age, this is not realistic at all.

The enemy is not far away, the ghost, the enemy, the chamo, the lonely, the lonely, the lonely

"Actually, the one in this portrait is my master, and the dharma name is empty. I wonder if your father mentioned it to you?" Qin Hao saw Wang Huachi looking at him with a puzzled face, Knowing that he had doubts in his heart, after a little hesitation, he decided to tell the other party the truth.

"Yes, not only that, in fact, the master is still alive in the world. Before that, we all lived in the Panlong Temple in Panlong Mountain. Not long ago, after I went down the mountain, the master traveled far away. Even I don't know where he is now. where?"

Wang Huachi swallowed, and with some doubts, he asked, "Master is still alive, so isn't he like a fairy?"

The knot is far away, the coolness is not hated, the sun hates the lonely test me

Qin Hao smiled: "I don't know exactly how old the old guy is. According to what you said, it's probably at least one hundred and forty fifty. It may be too much to say that he is a fairy, and he should be regarded as a real Qi practitioner."

As he said that, he pointed to the gate: "You don't have to be too surprised. There are too many things in this world that science can't explain, which are beyond human cognition. Practitioners are one of them. Don't you believe it? Are these? Otherwise, how could the five emperors' money have been hung for so many years?"

Wang Huachi nodded, fully agreeing with Qin Hao's point of view. A long time ago, he also felt that his father was talking nonsense. The so-called Fengshui and spells and Taoism were also feudal superstitions and harmful things.

But when he saw that his father used the talisman left by his master to save a terminally ill patient who was impossible to cure at that time, he had to believe that these were all facts.

Wang Huachi sighed, lowered his head to cover up the grievance in his heart, his eyes just happened to sweep over Qin Hao's right hand, he was shocked all over, and quickly grabbed the portrait to watch carefully.

"That's right, that's right, this sect master's token is really the same..." After careful checking, Wang Huachi found that the ring on Qin Hao's right hand was exactly the same as the one on the master's hand in the portrait. He once heard his father mention that it was the token of the head of the sect, and since the ancestor could hand over the token of the head of the sect to Qin Hao, the words of the master and the apprentice have basically been confirmed.

Without further ado, Wang Huachi bent down to salute Qin Hao. Now that his identity has been confirmed, the family rules must still be followed.

Although Qin Hao is young, in his early twenties, he has a high seniority. Not only does he hold the token of the sect leader, but also according to his seniority, he is also the closed disciple of the master, his father's younger brother, and his martial uncle.

Qin Hao was taken aback by Wang Huachi's act of coming as soon as he said, and when he stretched out his hand, an invisible force supported Wang Huachi: "Dean Wang, what are you doing?"

When Wang Huachi saw that Qin Hao was just moving his hands, he was supported out of thin air. Immediately, he admired this little uncle's ability even more, and quickly said respectfully: "Uncle, please don't call me a king again. Dean, this is Zhesha me. Xiaochi, Huachi, these are the names my father and elders call me, you can call me whatever you want. After all, you are the head of our faction and my elder uncle. I kowtow, I have to worship the door, then I have to abide by the rules."

Qin Hao was slightly taken aback, pointed to the ring on his right middle finger, and asked in amazement: "You said, this is the token of the head of the sect? Then do you know what sect we are?"

Wang Huachi was even more stunned: "Master, don't you know? Master didn't tell you?"

Qin Hao shook his head: "The old guy never told me the origin. This ring was given to me a long time ago, and he didn't tell me what it is. He only said it was a treasure."

"So that's the case. Actually, I don't know the origin of the sect either. I only heard about this ring from my father. Otherwise, I'm not sure what you said is true."

Wang Huachi said with a smile, thought for a while, and said again: "Since the master didn't tell you anything, I'm telling you something about the past. In fact, my father is not the only disciple of the master, there is another This Tianhai, then Xiang Yuntian and Xiangjun’s father. My father and Xiangjun’s father are good brothers who have known each other for many years. They became friends with the master that year. My father studied medicine and learned martial arts from my father. Only later , something happened to my junior brother, I wanted to tell my master, but I couldn't find any news, so I had to let it go."

"Xiang Yuntian is also the old guy's registered apprentice? That's why you treat Sister Shan so lovingly?"