People are in the heavens, breeding pacesetters

With a thought, Zhang Jingyun entered the world of the Republic of China. It was 1928, and history did not change much because of Pu Yi's death.

Jinmen is still the same.

Zhang Jingyun felt more familiar when he returned to Tianjin than when he returned home.

It's all fate. In two consecutive worlds, they both have a close relationship with Jinmen. Whether they are Ding Fengwu's apprentice or Huo Yuanjia, they are both number one in Jinmen.

Zhang Jingyun returned to Shizhuangdu's home by a familiar road, and then, under Ma Fengyi's stunned eyes, he hugged her into the room.

"Ah...is it still daytime?"

Zhang Jingyun didn't care whether it was day or night. Ma Fengyi's exclamations were also mixed with system prompts, which sounded over and over again.

[Practice once, attribute points +0.2]

[Attribute points +0.2]

【+0.2】

………

Sunset, afterwards!

Zhang Jingyun looked at the data panel and raised his eyebrows. It used to be 96, but now it is 97, with a full attribute point added.

【Pacesetter System】

[Host: Zhang Jingyun]

[Realm: Divine Transformation]

【Lifespan: 24/148】

[Gong method: The fourth level of the Eight Parts of Vajra Kung Fu is perfect, the horse steps and two posture piles are perfect, the back strength is perfect, and the plum blossom pile is perfect]

[Skills: The fourth level of perfection of secret sect divine fist telling the truth, the fourth level of perfection of chasing cicadas with eight steps, the fourth level of perfection of Thirteen Taibao's golden bell cover, the perfection of spear fighting, the perfection of acupuncture points, the perfection of flying cards, the perfection of American Iai, Introduction to Toad Fishing Kung Fu, Introduction to the Sixteen-Character Yin-Yang Feng Shui Secret Technique, Introduction to Bone Shrinking Kung Fu, Introduction to Two-finger Caving...]

[Attribute points: 97]

Zhang Jingyun put away the data panel. In the skill column, except for a few more entry-level skills, nothing else changed.

………

Ma Fengyi leaned closely into Zhang Jingyun's arms and asked, "Didn't you go after that man? Why did you come back in such a hurry?"

Zhang Jingyun didn't explain much.

After he killed Pu Yi, he quickly returned to the main world, and only a moment passed before he returned to this world.

In other words, Zhang Jingyun had alibi and he was still at Shizhuang Crossing in Jinmen. How could he kill Pu Yi thousands of miles away?

System rules helped a lot.

This directly removes Zhang Jingyun's suspicion of killing Pu Yi, and he can open a martial arts gym in Jinmen with peace of mind, and no one can do anything to him.

Zhang Jingyun knew this very well.

But it’s hard to explain to others.

Seeing Zhang Jingyun's mysterious look, Ma Fengyi couldn't help but twist the soft flesh around his waist. Zhang Jingyun couldn't bear to show two fingers.

"Try my new skills!"

Ma Fengyi asked: "What kind of kung fu?"

The next second, I saw Zhang Jingyun using his two fingers to explore the cave. The sound of cracking bones stretching was heard, and Zhang Jingyun's index and middle fingers became extremely long.

If you want to use two-finger caving, your fingers must not only be long, but also extremely strong. You can even pinch out the bricks in the tomb with just two fingers. Two-finger caving is the nemesis of all important holes in the mechanism.

Ma Fengyi had a bad feeling.

Zhang Jingyun said leisurely, "According to legend, there is a generation of tomb robbers in western Hunan, whose ancestor was Cao Cao's subordinate Faqiu Zhonglang.

This person once accidentally dug up a strange coffin. There seemed to be something unknown in the coffin, and red hair grew from time to time.

He was worried about what was in the coffin coming out.

So they dug a huge pit and put the coffin in it. After melting the molten iron, they mixed mud and poured it into the pit to seal the coffin, leaving only a round hole at the top.

The coffin was sealed with molten iron to seal the unknown things inside, and then one reached in through the reserved round hole and used two-finger caving to take away the treasure. "

Zhang Jingyun shook his fingers as he spoke.

“This is the art of two-finger caving!”

Ma Fengyi looked at the two extremely long fingers, thought of the evil smile on Zhang Jingyun's face, and instantly realized that something was wrong.

"You...don't come over!"

Ma Fengyi was about to run away as soon as the carp jumped up, but Zhang Jingyun could not do what she wanted and could easily catch up with her by using eight steps to chase the cicada.

………

"Is the martial arts gym still open?"

Ma Fengyi had dinner for Zhang Jingyun. She was startled by Zhang Jingyun's two fingers and was still a little scared.

Zhang Jingyun thought for a while, he still had to recruit disciples when opening a martial arts gym. He didn't have much time to manage, and he didn't want Ma Fengyi to worry about these trivial matters.

Zhang Jingyun immediately said: "Forget it, in the name of revenge, just think that I am avenging the master, but instead of opening a martial arts school, I can open an antique shop."

"Antique shop? In fact, my family is pretty good. My eldest brother said that when I get married, he will give me a few shops to collect rent. I will still have no shortage of money..."

Ma Fengyi couldn't help but say that Zhang Jingyun was a martial artist and was currently the number one martial artist in Jinmen. If he opened an antique shop without being a martial artist, he would look very downtrodden.

Zhang Jingyun said, "I'm quite interested in antiques, just think of it as a pastime. I can't rely on you to support me and just eat soft food every day, right?"

"Isn't soft rice delicious?"

"Smells! But antique shops also have to open..."

At Zhang Jingyun’s insistence.

The antique shop was still open, and not long after, as the news spread, Zhang Jingyun became the most special person in Jinmen martial arts.

Huo Diange retreated without a fight.

The Jinmen martial arts school teamed up to kill Zhang Jingyun again, but Zhang Jingyun counterattacked and beat him to the point of losing his temper. The old stubbornness of the martial arts school could only recommend Zhang Jingyun as the leader.

In fact, it is more comfortable for Zhang Jingyun to be the top martial artist than Huo Diange, because he really doesn't care about other people's business.

But soon the unexpected happened.

On the third day of opening, Ma Fengtu came to the door and asked, "How did you do it? Did you kill Pu Yi?"

Ma Fengtu bought the boat ticket and gave him the gun. As a result, Zhang Jingyun was still in Jinmen, but Huo Diange and Pu Yi, who were drifting at sea, were both killed.

This made Ma Fengtu particularly confused.

"Brother, it's better not to ask so clearly. You don't want Fengyi and I to live a miserable life of wandering, right?"

Zhang Jingyun said with a smile.

Ma Fengtu twitched the corner of his mouth, "It's up to you..."

Not long after Zhang Jingyun sent Ma Fengtu away, another acquaintance came to his door. It was Zheng Shanao who had previously invited Zhang Jingyun to learn foreign languages ​​at the Beianli Club.

"Old Zheng? Didn't you learn a foreign language today?"

Zhang Jingyun asked jokingly, and Zheng Shan smiled proudly: "I recently invited a Belarusian girl to my home to teach me foreign languages ​​in person, and I rarely go there anymore."

Zhang Jingyun gave a thumbs up, "Awesome!"

Zheng Shanao is over sixty years old and is in excellent health. If he brings a Belarusian aristocratic dancer to his house, he will not be afraid of breaking his bones and sucking out his marrow, which may injure his body.

"She and I are quite destined. When I retire, I may take her to a quiet place to live in seclusion and spend the rest of my life together."

Zheng Shan's proud words were astonishing.

Zhang Jingyun was stunned, "Are you not out of your mind? You are already over sixty this year. In twenty years, when you are gone, won't she take your wallet to support you?"

Zheng Shanao only said, "Let her be."

Zhang Jingyun was shocked.

"Then why you came to see me today..."

Zheng Shanao said: "I have a friend from the south. Although he is from a small boxing background, he does have excellent boxing skills."

"Are you here to plead for him to open a martial arts gym with civil etiquette?" Zhang Jingyun said. Now that he has replaced Huo Diange as the leader of the martial arts group, some old rules have not had time to change. If he wants to open a martial arts gym, he still has to do both civil and martial arts.

Wenli was Zhang Jingyun who came forward to support others and opened the martial arts gym. Wuli was still the same as before, and he could open the martial arts gym after successfully knocking out eight gyms.

Zheng Shanao nodded.

He did not continue to be the top martial artist in Jinmen as he wished, because the abilities displayed by Zhang Jingyun were too terrifying and made Zheng Shanao feel old.

Now, for the sake of his friend, he still came to visit him, hoping that Zhang Jingyun would look out for him and allow that person to gain a foothold in Jinmen martial arts.

Zhang Jingyun nodded: "Let him come to see me."

Zheng Shanao was filled with joy. He was very confident in his friend, and he would definitely succeed if he showed some strength in front of Zhang Jingyun.

That afternoon.

The two made an appointment to meet at Qishlin Restaurant.

Sitting in front of Zhang Jingyun is a middle-aged man with double and small eyes, a three-dimensional face, and a beard that gives him a domineering and gangster air.

The most special thing is his face shape. Viewed from the side, the face looks relatively long, and the chin protrudes forward a little to form an arc.

"I, Chen Shi, have met Master Zhang!"

Zhang Jingyun showed a smile on his face and asked: "Since you want to teach boxing in Jinmen, do you know the rules here?"

"In Jinmen, you are the rule."

Chen Shi didn't mean it as a compliment, because the person in front of him was a ruthless person who truly broke the old martial arts habits, and single-handedly made the Jinmen martial arts useless.

Jinmen Martial Arts had no choice but to accept it.

With Zhang Jingyun's strength, it was only a matter of time to change the rules of martial arts, but when these words came out of Chen Shi's mouth, they always sounded like flattery.

Or he looks too distinctive.

Zhang Jingyun thought for a while and then said to him, "There are nineteen martial arts schools in Jinmen, can you be sure to defeat eight of them?"

"If you don't take action, I can give it a try, but this will offend half of the martial arts. Wing Chun is a small boxing type, and the situation will be more difficult."

"But if everyone asks me to use Wenli like you, how can I convince the people in Jinmen martial arts? Who will recognize me as the number one?"

Zhang Jingyun said to Chen Shi.

Chen Shi's heart skipped a beat. Hearing Zhang Jingyun's words, he obviously didn't want him to use Wenli. It seemed that Zheng Shanao didn't have enough face.

"Then I'll take my leave."

Chen Shi stood up and prepared to leave.

At this moment, Zhang Jingyun suddenly spoke again: "Actually, you have another choice. Do you want to hear it?"

"Please tell me." Chen Shi quickly sat back.

"You can find an apprentice, teach him your true skills, and ask your apprentice to kick the gym for you, and then you can come out and receive the fruits of victory after he has finished eight games.

In this way, you don't have to worry about offending your colleagues, just pass the responsibility to your apprentices. How about sacrificing your apprentices in exchange for the prosperity of your sect? "

Chen Shi was stunned, "There is still such an operation, but after all, I am an apprentice. If a martial arts school asks me to discipline them strictly, don't I still have to show up?"

Zhang Jingyun tapped his fingers on the table and said, "So you still need to find another place to live, such as Shizhuangdu.

Shizhuangdu is a slum, and the apprentice lives there. You have reason to say that the apprentice is unwilling to be ordinary, and you can't control him. "

Chen Shi felt more and more that Zhang Jingyun's scheme was sinister. This was a way to trick his apprentice to death. The apprentice went out to fight for his life, but behind the scenes the master reaped the fruits.

"how do you feel?"

Zhang Jingyun asked him, and Chen Shi blushed and said, "Is this possible? Living in Shizhuangdu for no reason always arouses suspicion."

"Then you marry another woman, like the one in front of you!" Zhang Jingyun said to a graceful waiter.

Chen Shi looked over and caught his eye.

Women in Jinmen do not marry outsiders. Once they marry a woman, they have to stay in Jinmen. The waiters here will leave as long as they are given enough money.

Even if it means living through hard times.

And if you marry such a woman, you will probably have no money. When the time comes, it will be reasonable to live in Shizhuangdu. With all this, no one can find fault.

"I need to think about it..."

Chen Shi left the Chi Shilin Restaurant with a complicated mood. The advice Zhang Jingyun gave him was very tempting. It would not offend Wu Xing, but it could also prove the power of Wing Chun.

Two days later, Chen Shi approached Zhang Jingyun.

He thought for two days and accepted Zhang Jingyun's proposal. In addition, he also wanted to ask Zhang Jingyun to come forward to prove that he would marry the waitress at the Chishilin Restaurant.

Although those waitresses will get married if they are given enough money, they must be from decent families and will not harm themselves just for a little money.

Therefore, a reputable person is required to act as a guarantee.

Zhang Jingyun looked at Chen Shi with a joking face and said, "It's a pity that you didn't pass the test. You should go back to where you came from."

Chen Shi's mind roared.

"What do you mean? You suggested..."

Zhang Jingyun said: "Wing Chun is a good boxing technique, but you are not a good master. Let's go. Jinmen cannot tolerate people like you."

Even if the apprentice wants to sell, even if he is willing to repent in the end, then who will pay for his mistakes? Zhang Jingyun was very disappointed with Chen Shi.

Wait until Chen Shi leaves in despair.

Zhang Jingyun changed the rules of the Jinmen martial arts school from eight gyms to five gyms, and the person who kicked the gym always chose the opponent.

His decision was a devastating blow to the martial arts industry. There were many martial arts schools in Jinmen, and many martial arts schools had been established for decades and still survived. Is it because their kung fu was so good?

No, it depends on human nature!

From the first day Zhang Jingyun took over as the top martial artist, which martial arts gym in Tianjin didn't give him a heavy gift? Can such martial arts be saved?

Only by completely changing the rules.

Let these old martial arts schools withstand severe impacts. This is what martial arts is like. Those who are good are good, and those who are not are bad. Let your ability speak for itself.

This time, the martial arts industry didn't even have a chance to ask top names to come forward to save face. Zhang Jingyun would not suppress foreign boxers for these people.

Whoever is challenged may wish himself well.

Jinmen Martial Arts received a great baptism, while Zhang Jingyun collected antiques leisurely and leisurely, as if the sky could not fall on him.

"Hey, it's a threaded jar with a narrow mouth, original celadon glaze, from the Southern and Northern Dynasties period. It's pretty good. Was it just dug out?"

Zhang Jingyun smiled and said to the person in front of him.

The man didn't shy away from it, "The young master is young but has a very sophisticated vision. What's the price of this jar? If it suits me, I'll come back again in the future."

Zhang Jingyun stretched out his hand.

"Five oceans, less?"

Zhang Jingyun pointed to the door: "You can go somewhere else and have a look."

"Okay, five yuan is five yuan!"

Zhang Jingyun accepted the jar and gave him five yuan. If it were the main world, it would take at least three years for him to be so arrogant in selling ancient cultural relics.

It's a pity that this is the Republic of China. Every time there is a change of dynasty, tomb robbers are most rampant. Zhang Jingyun has collected no less than fifty pieces of artifacts in the past few days.

The antique shop has just opened. In order to collect antiques, Zhang Jingyun's purchase price is about one level higher than other shops, so he has gained a lot these days.

In the evening, after practicing three times with Ma Fengyi as usual, Zhang Jingyun came to the room and prepared to absorb antique spiritual energy to try to upgrade the golden eyes.

In the room, the ancient shelves are filled with antique treasures, with an average of about ten pieces each, totaling one hundred and two antiques.

In the late 1920s, a family of five in Shanghai could earn food and clothing for two people working for 33 yuan a month, while in Tianjin, it cost 14 yuan.

If one person lives alone, seven yuan is enough.

In this era, the purchasing power of an ocean is equivalent to about 200 yuan in the main world, and more than 100 antiques are equivalent to 200,000 yuan.

Of course, if sold in the main world, it would definitely cost more than 200,000, but some of these antiques are prohibited from trading.

For example, Ming ware may be sold in the morning and people come in in the afternoon. In addition, the sale of cultural relics before the Song Dynasty is also prohibited.

It is feasible to acquire cultural relics that can be bought and sold with high profits and sold in the main world, but this requires a lot of time and energy.

Zhang Jingyun thought about it.

It turned out that it was better to buy Dayang directly.

If you buy Dayang directly from Taobao, it is still genuine, and the price is only tens to hundreds of yuan. It is so convenient and you don’t need to spend money on antiques.

Look back at these hundreds of antiques.

Zhang Jingyun reached out and touched them one by one. In an instant, the pupils of his eyes were divided into two, as if they were enveloped by a layer of faint golden light.

Following Zhang Jingyun's thoughts.

The spiritual energy on the antique was absorbed into his eyes, and a cold feeling came to his heart. The original green glaze jar in Zhang Jingyun's hand, the spiritual energy contained in it formed a vortex and then entered the eyeballs in traces.

The pale golden eyes became more golden with the injection of spiritual energy. At first glance, they looked like a pair of small glowing light bulbs.

After a while, the spiritual energy of the original celadon jar was exhausted, Zhang Jingyun's eyes immediately returned to normal, and the cold feeling disappeared.

Zhang Jingyun blinked, and his vision became clearer, but it didn't seem to have changed much. The feeling of perspective was still there, but it was always a little bit worse.

It seems that the spiritual energy is still not enough.

Zhang Jingyun continued to absorb, ten in a row. Finally, he felt his pupils suddenly tremble, and he felt as if he was about to fly away.

Open your eyes again.

Zhang Jingyun's eyes actually looked directly through the bottle and saw the internal structure of the antique, and Zhang Jingyun's head suddenly pounded.

"Perspective! I actually did it!"

The feeling of seeing through everything was very addictive. Even Zhang Jingyun couldn't control his excitement, and his eyes quickly scanned the room.

Bottles and jars can be seen through.

When I looked at a table about ten centimeters away, my sight was blocked and I couldn't see through it. Apparently the golden eye's see-through effect wasn't strong enough.

Zhang Jingyun continued to absorb spiritual energy.

After absorbing all the antiques in one breath, his eyes could already see through the ten centimeter table, and the walls could not block his sight.

Ma Fengyi's graceful body.

Zhang Jingyun could see everything at a glance.

Zhang Jingyun withdrew his gaze and looked at the various antiques. Two of them were broken into pieces with a few clicks after being absorbed by the spiritual energy due to their age.

"I need more antiques!"

Zhang Jingyun's eyes flashed.

The next day, the store was still open to collect antiques.

Until Zhang Jingyun accidentally heard a piece of news that a group of warlords were conducting military exercises about two hundred miles away from Jinmen.

"What is there to do exercises in that damn place? They are all the tombs of emperors of the Qing Dynasty..." Zhang Jingyun also went to Zunhua to visit the Eastern Tombs of the Qing Dynasty.

"etc."

Zhang Jingyun suddenly reacted.

This was 1928. In 1928, the most earth-shattering thing that happened in the Republic of China was that Sun Dianying robbed the Eastern Tomb of the Qing Dynasty.

Zhang Jingyun found someone to inquire in detail.

Sure enough, that group of people were Sun Dianying's subordinates.

"The treasures in the tomb of the Queen Mother of the West and the tomb of Qianlong are better used by me than being stolen by Sun Dianying. Aren't these treasures delivered to my door!"

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