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The killer move of Xingyiquan.

The old ape hangs the seal!

Lin Yue lowered his gaze slightly, glanced his head back, leaned back, touched the ground with his toes, and pushed his knees up suddenly.

Similar moves.

The old ape's hanging seal is just the old ape's hanging seal of looking back at the moon.

The eyes of Gong Er and Lao Jiang changed slightly.

Lin Yue jumped a beat slower, but his speed was much faster. Ma San's knee hit the head, and his knee hit Ma San's calf hard.

Although separated by a layer of cotton trousers, there was still a crisp sound.

A painful expression flashed across Ma San's face, and he took three big steps back, his standing posture was unsteady, his shoulder was tilted towards his injured leg, judging from the situation, he might have broken a bone.

Noticing the puzzled look on the other side, Lin Yue said, "Didn't Mr. Gong tell you the pass where the old ape hangs the seal?"

Ma Sanding looked at Lin Yue, his lips trembling slightly, and the mustache on his face also fluctuated slightly.

He remembered that when the old man came to the door, he said a word, the pass of the old ape's hanging seal is not in the hanging seal, but turning around. He took this as an admonition, admonishing him to rein in the precipice, and the prodigal son turned back, but at that time he replied a sentence Impermanence, determined to go all the way to the dark.

It turned out that the old man had a pun in his words, and the old ape's hanging seal and looking back at the moon were one trick.

Now he understands, but it's too late.

Lin Yue leaped forward, stepping forward to drill punches, stepping forward to split punches, and then followed by Qilin spitting out books, which made him tired of coping.

The shadows of fists staggered, the shadows of palms fluttered, and the windbreaker went up and down.

Ma San slammed his foot and hurt his calf bone, and his body couldn't help but froze.

Lin Yue's Overlord's Treat suddenly withdrew his posture, twisted his waist, turned around, pushed his right foot back, raised his left palm upwards, and pressed hard against Ma San's jaw.

At the same time, a cannon punch with his right hand was thrown out.

puff!

Woo~

Hearing a muffled sound, Ma San flew out, hit the north wall heavily with his back, and fell to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Lao Jiang was dumbfounded: "Miss, this is... Ye Di..."

Gong Er shook his head: "Yes, and no."

It is the flower hidden at the bottom of the leaf, but it is not the flower hidden at the bottom of the leaf with double palms, it is the flower hidden at the bottom of the leaf held with one palm, and the other hand is using a cannon fist.

Left Baguazhang, right Xingyiquan.

They are all masters of the palace family.

There was no sound in the courtyard, and Ma San's apprentices stared blankly at everything in front of them, not knowing what to do.

So strong!

The first person in the three eastern provinces lost, and the bowl of snake soup was still steaming.

"Master, are you okay?"

Xu Heng was the quickest to react, and ran to Ma San to help him, but when he didn't want to, he stretched out his hand and was pushed away.

Ma San looked at Lin Yue and Gong Er who were standing down the steps.

"I have been in your palace for so many years. I have worked for the old man and supported the Xingyi Bagua Sect. When a challenger comes, I will follow. If someone does something wrong, I will block it. Those who are good-looking are not good-looking, and those who can be put on the table can't be put on the table. , I’m doing it all, for what?”

"I know what the old man thinks. Although you have the same vigor and ability as a man, he doesn't want you to take the irreversible path of the rivers and lakes. He hopes that you will marry like an ordinary woman and live a normal life. So, he raised me as half of his son."

"You all call me a traitor, you all call me a scum, but if I didn't go up and down to stop the Japanese, the Gong family would have been over. It is better to advance at a moment than to stop at a moment. This is what he taught me. "

"Today, I will return the favor of your palace family for nurturing me, as well as the martial arts that the old man taught me."

Gong Er looked at Ma San who had lost his ability to move and said, "Let's be clear, things from the Gong family..."

Lin Yue didn't let her finish speaking, shook his head slightly, and dragged her away.

After returning from Fengguo Temple, he has been thinking about one thing for the past two days. He asked Jin Shan to come and stop Gong Baosen, preventing the old man from going to Ma San to settle the score.

Why didn't the old man listen to him, he came to the Fengtian Association alone, and even fought Ma San to a tie.

Is it simply because of stubbornness that you can't swallow this breath?

Is there a possibility that the old man did it on purpose?

At Kung Pao Mori's age, what do you care most about? It should be inheritance.

Ma San got his Xingyiquan, and Gong Er got his Baguazhang. Just like Wu Ye said to Gong Er before, if she and Ma San are complete, their family's martial arts can be considered complete.

In contrast to 1936, the Japanese sent troops to the Central Plains, went south to Guangdong, and occupied most of China in just two or three years. Although the anti-Japanese sentiment among the people was high, no one knew whether the country would be subjugated.

Just like Ma San said that soldiers are impermanent, water is impermanent, and sometimes people have to learn to bow their heads under the eaves. You must know that there are few people with lofty ideals who are not afraid of sacrifice or bloodshed.

Now that Ma San has taken refuge in the Japanese for the sake of protecting the Gong family or for his own future, can the old man pretend not to know? Of course not, but if Ma San is really killed, at his age, can he cultivate another successor of Gongshi Xingyiquan? And... Anyway, it was brought up from a young age.

It's not justified if I don't go, Ma San is really abolished and I don't want to give up.

How to do it?

Why don't you just come here for a fight, let the outside world see, the old man is not without attitude, the key is that he is old and can't fight. If Ma San didn't die in his hands, from now on you will take your Yangguan way, and I will take my single-plank bridge. What if he died at the hands of Ma San, um, the letter to Lao Jiang said, don't ask for grudges.

In this way, Ma San is alive, and Gong Er is also alive. Anyway, the martial arts of the Gong family can be passed down.

Just like in the movie plot, after Ma San was knocked down by Gong Er, he said that he thought the old man was slow in attacking, so it turned out that he deliberately let the water go, and the old ape hangs the seal looking back to persuade him to turn back, and he is also teaching the last unique skill.

Therefore, Gong Baosen took the initiative to seek death.

Of course, this is just Lin Yue's guess. Whether this is the real situation or not is only known by Gong Baosen himself, and it is impossible to verify it now.

Regarding the grievances of the Gong family, he didn't want to express his opinion. He came to the Northeast only for one purpose - to change Gong Er's tragic fate. Now that you've got your wish, let's go.

"Hmph, you deserve it."

Old Jiang said something with contempt on his face, cut open the line, watched Xu Heng and the others with vigilant eyes, and exited the courtyard step by step, following Lin Yue and Gong Er.

...

In the afternoon, Gong's cemetery.

After Gong Er finished offering incense to Gong Baosen, seeing Lin Yue staring at the photo of his death in a daze, he asked casually what he was thinking?

"I'm wondering if I can be counted as the successor of Gongjia Xingyiquan."

"Not counting."

"Because what you learned from your uncle is snake soup, whether it is Baguazhang or Xingyiquan, you are stealing your teacher to become a talent."

"Then what counts?" Lin Yue looked at her jokingly.

Gong Er was stunned for a moment before he realized it, his mood was a little confused, but he said calmly on the surface: "Leave the day after tomorrow?"

"Leave the day after tomorrow." There are too many things waiting for him in Guangdong. If he delays for one more day, one more person with lofty ideals may die at the hands of the Japanese army.

Gong Er was silent for a long time, until the incense burnt halfway, he said: "Your flowers hidden at the bottom of the leaves...haven't been used well enough."

Lin Yue tightened his windbreaker: "I know."

Gong Er looked up at him and said, "Then do you want to see the complete flower hidden under the leaves?"

"Another day." Lin Yue took off his top hat, wiped off the snow on it, turned and walked towards the wooden post where the horse was tied.

Another day?

He's leaving the day after tomorrow.

...

the next day.

Fengtian West Road.

The snow stopped and the sky was still overcast, but there were many more pedestrians on the street than before.

In a hot pot restaurant close to the French consulate, Lin Yue was eating hot-boiled mutton in a bowl with his head down.

The water in the copper pot was gurgling, and the hand-cut mutton was placed on the plate next to it. Compared with the mutton rolls of later generations, it was a bit thicker, but it was fresh and plump.

Hot pot, if you don't pursue heavy taste, it is indeed a copper pot in the Northeast.

The chair opposite was empty.

Originally, he was dining with Gong Er, but he said that the wine sold in the store was not strong enough. Gong Er said that there was a Juyuan Yongshao Guofang nearby, and the wine sold there was very good. Frequent patrons, and then put down their chopsticks to buy wine.

Lin Yue could only shake his head and let her go.

He ate two pieces of hot-boiled mutton here, and suddenly felt a cool breeze blowing around him. He looked up and saw that there was an extra person on the opposite chair.

Not Gong Er.

Lin Yue's expression changed.

Um?