Chapter 227 [Dapeng Bolong Picture]
"Why didn't you tell me earlier?" Principal Zhang looked at his son with a bruised nose and swollen face, his expression a little tangled. I thought it was my son who was responsible for the shooting, but it turned out not to be the case at all and had nothing to do with him.
“???”
Hearing this, Zhang Li couldn’t help but burst into tears. Why did I tell you earlier? When you came in with a bat, you threw your arms away and hit me hard. If I hadn't asked you heartbrokenly why you hit me, you would still be swinging the bat with all your strength.
"Okay, manly man, why are you crying? It's just a few sticks. My father will forgive you, okay."
"!!!"
Schoolmaster Zhang was shocked by my shamelessness. Who should forgive whom between the two of us? Besides, how could you call that severe beating just now?
Believe it or not, I killed my father in the middle of the night!
"I'll go out for a while, and you can just stay at home and do your homework."
"Where?"
He didn't even look back at his son's questions.
"Wipe your ass!"
If it weren't for you, the gangster called Brother Wang to block people, as for a shooting incident that shocked the entire network. If he doesn't bail the person out of the police station and pay for it and keep his mouth shut, he, a father, will definitely be implicated and be criticized by many netizens.
In front of the Municipal Bureau, Principal Zhang had just gotten off the car when he saw his son’s classmate walking out of the door followed by a man in his thirties.
"Yu Dong?"
"Director Zhang?"
Obviously, the two people know each other.
"You" Principal Zhang looked at He Sheng, who was covered in muscles, and the corners of his mouth twitched. If he remembered correctly, when the opponent and his son entered the ring a few months ago, there was no such pressure and visual impact.
"Mr. He is a member of our fitness club. When the shooting happened, I was behind the two of them. Speaking of which, Director Zhang, are you here?" the man surnamed Yu explained, with a confused look. Look at him.
"Hi, I saw the video from the Internet. Yes, Mr. He, this is the scholarship given to you by the school board." After saying this, Director Zhang took out a bank card from his arms and handed it over.
In response, the man named He did not refuse, but reached out and took it with a smile on his face. Look, here comes the money giver. Of course, he knew in his heart why the other party gave him the money.
Because of the presence of outsiders, I naturally couldn't say anything. I just smiled and nodded, and at the same time my eyes showed - Don't worry, I understand.
"Then I won't disturb you two. We have something to do at the company. Goodbye." After the words fell, Director Zhang got back into the car and drove away slowly.
In the car, He Sheng said.
"Mr. Yu, you have been observing me for several months. What do you want from me? Let me state in advance that I have nothing but a house."
"We'll talk about it when we get there, don't worry." Mr. Yu shook his head and didn't say it directly in the car, but nuzzled at the driver in front of him.
Okay.
After a while, we arrived at our destination.
“???”
My dear, you actually have a manor, and it’s close to the city center. No wonder Lao Zhang’s attitude towards you is so kind, and even gave people the feeling of being a lowly person at one point. You are really a giant when co-written with you.
"My grandfather spent money to build it more than 20 years ago. Every year, it costs a lot of money to maintain." After getting off the car, Mr. Yu led him into the villa.
As soon as you enter the door, you will see a huge mural.
On the painting, there is a golden roc bird, grabbing a green dragon in the water with its sharp claws. The roc bird occupies two-thirds of the mural area, while the green dragon and sea water only occupy one-third.
Of the one third of the area, more than half is sea water, and only a small half is decorated with blue dragons. Looking at it this way, the Dapeng bird is several times larger than the blue dragon.
“There was a painting passed down from my ancestors called "Dapeng Fighting Dragon Picture". My grandfather invited the top painters and engravers in Dachu to work together to create it.
Unfortunately, even top masters cannot reproduce even one-tenth of the charm of family calligraphy and painting. Only those who have truly seen the original version of "Dapeng Fighting Dragon Picture" can feel the gap between the two. "
The two of them walked all the way to the restaurant, where various delicacies were already placed on the dining table.
"Sit down and chat while eating. "
"Mr. Yu, just say what you have to say. "
After He Sheng finished speaking, the servants in the room... No, according to current terms, they should call the nanny and leave one by one. By the way, he closed the door of the restaurant.
"You are a talented person."
"???"
In response to the question marks on his face, Mr. Yu continued with a smile.
“The so-called talent, according to Buddhism, should be called the root of wisdom. I have checked your information and found that what you were like five months ago is completely different from what you are now.”< br>
After a pause, he said again.
"And I have been looking for talented people." Mr. Yu took a sip of wine, his expression full of memories. "When I was young, traveling around the world, I once met a man who punched through a steel plate with one punch!"
"At that moment, I suddenly realized what my lifelong pursuit was. Unfortunately, that man Said I had no talent and, he told. He told me a secret, a secret about my grandfather.”
“He said that he knew about our Yu family and said that I was the grandson of Jin-winged Dapeng. I had lived with my grandfather since I was a child. I know that this old man has a golden-winged roc. Second nickname.
The man said that my grandfather had two biological brothers. The second grandfather was the Tiangang Tiger, and the third grandfather was the Earthly Heart Monkey. Our family inherited the "Golden Roc Fighting Dragon Picture" from my great-grandfather. The remaining two grandfathers each inherited the "Tiger Evil Sky" "Gang Picture" and "Violent Ape Killing Picture"
Speaking of it, I vaguely remember seeing those two pictures when I was a child. One is a tiger descending from a sky full of stars, and the other is a tiger descending a mountain. The ferocious ape eats people.”
"Then, I had a long chat with the man and learned that our family is a very powerful martial artist. Let's call it the martial artist family for the time being. Grandpa's wealth, or the wealth of our entire family, is all because of three pictures. < br>
The man said this in our family The pulse is considered useless, because he once saw the divine intention in "Golden Roc Fighting Dragon Picture", and it is almost impossible to visualize it.
Whether the visualization is successful or not, it is still necessary. Destroyed. After being destroyed, there will never be another one in the world. Unless, Someone can infuse it with the divine will of the same origin and bring it back to life.
Unfortunately, none of my twelve uncles could inherit this picture. For the sake of family peace. , he personally took action to eradicate all the None of the enemies, men, women or children were left behind.
I vaguely remember that when my grandfather passed away, he said that this might be God's retribution, but if he let go of the old, weak, sick and disabled, he might not let the family go. The inheritance is broken.”
"I asked the man why my grandfather didn't inject the so-called divine will into the picture. He said that a person's divine will cannot be easily released.
If it were injected into the picture, then grandpa would definitely not be able to express his will to the past. Enemies try to eliminate the roots. Originally, Grandpa originally planned to kill all the enemies and inject divine will before his death, so that the "Dapeng Fighting Dragon Picture" could be passed down from generation to generation.
As a result, he miscalculated the strength of the enemies, which led to the mistake. He was seriously injured. He was too serious to inject divine will into the picture.
Before the man left, I asked him how to restore the "Dapeng Fighting Dragon Picture". He told me that if I was lucky, I would find someone with talent. This person can understand the divine meaning, "Dapeng Fighting Dragon Picture" 》It's not destroyed.
So when this person is about to die, it won't hurt the god, and he can naturally rejuvenate the figure. Or, he can make an offer that he can't refuse and let him raise the god. Inject it into it.
However, once the divine will is injected into the "Dapeng Fighting Dragon Picture", the whole practice will be completely destroyed. No one would be stupid enough to agree. "
After Mr. Yu finished speaking, he stared directly at He Sheng.
"I hope Mr. He can help me. If you understand it, when your husband’s life is approaching, you can bring the “Dapeng Fighting Dragon Picture” passed down in our family back to life.
Of course, if it doesn't succeed, it proves that the fate of our branch is such that we cannot force it. Not to mention Mr. He will not be blamed, and a lot of money will be given to him afterwards. "In response, the corner of the client's mouth twitched.
Co-authored, there really are masters in the modern world!
"Mr. Yu, how can you be sure that I can do it? And how can you judge that I am a talented person?" Everything must have some theoretical basis.
You can’t see me working out fast and killing people with one punch, so you think I’m a talented and intelligent person, right? Otherwise, you would be too hasty.
“I once asked that man seriously, and he told me that when a person does something far beyond ordinary people, he is a talented person.
Mr. He, I want to say sorry to you here. Ever since my gym manager said I met a strange guy, I started investigating you.
Let’s not talk about it for a moment, you have muscles but you don’t use any technology. Just the beef you buy from the vegetable market every day will consume at least 200 kilograms a day.
Please tell me, who is a super big eater who can eat two hundred kilograms of beef a day? The world-recognized big eater can weigh seventeen pounds in one meal.
What about you? I heard from your neighbor that when I pass by your door after ten o'clock in the evening, you can smell the aroma of meat. Four meals a day, each meal contains fifty pounds of beef.
Coupled with the metaphysical speed of muscle growth and your record of dodging bullets at close range and then punching the man to death, who would believe you if you say you have no talent?
My secretary told me that the autopsy result of the dead man was that his heart had burst, and the bones on the right side of his body were shattered into pieces. ”
After Mr. Yu finished speaking, he stood up, walked to him, and knelt down with a plop.
“?”
No, what are you doing?
"I beg you, if it doesn't work, just tell me the number, and I will give it to you with both hands. If God favors our family, and if it succeeds, I will give you whatever you want in the future, as long as I can do it.
I will never forget the regretful look in my grandfather’s eyes before he died. None of his dozens of sons were talented, and each one was more miserable than the other. br>
After traveling all over the world for more than ten years, what kind of people have I not seen? No matter how miserable a person's fate is, they never show the kind of despair that will never be forgotten like my grandfather did.
I just want to do this so that one day I can give him an explanation after I go down. As long as the picture is still there, the branches of the Golden-winged Dapeng will not be broken. "
Okay, how can He Sheng refuse after rising to such a height?
" Let's go, I'll go take a look at that picture. Let me state in advance that this may not happen. No, I should say 99% impossible. The man you are talking about has said that there is very little meaning in the picture. "
He Sheng didn't have any expectations at all. The person named Yu was obviously ill and sought medical treatment. What's the difference between finding someone on the street and asking for help?
"Thank you!" Mr. Yu jumped up from the ground with a pop, holding his hand and hurried to the study on the second floor. Arriving at the destination, he carefully took out a safe that looked like it was specially customized to store paintings and calligraphy.
“Didi Didi Didi.”
Enter the password and the box opens, revealing a lifelike painting that looks as if it has just been taken off the machine and is brand new from the factory.
“This picture has been around for at least eighty years. It was so new when I was a child, but decades later, it is still gorgeous.”
“Huh?”
The man named He stepped forward and looked at the picture carefully.
He actually vaguely felt three thoughts from the painting.
In a trance, the world was spinning.
His vision changed!
Below, there is a sea.
However, in his eyes, the huge sea area is just a small lake.
“Have I become a Dapeng?”
If you don’t become a Dapeng, you don’t know how big it is.
Zhuang Zhou said in his "Zhuangzi - Xiaoyaoyou": "There is a fish in the North Ming Dynasty, and its name is Kun. Kun is so big that it is unknown how many thousands of miles it is. It turned into a bird, and its name is Peng. . The Peng's back is thousands of miles away. It flies in anger, and its wings are like clouds hanging from the sky."
He now feels for himself how big the so-called Dapeng is.
"Yin~~~"
The dragon roar sounded, but what caught his eye was a small loach.
It’s not that he belittles the dragon, but from the perspective of the roc, the green dragon is only as big as a loach at best. No wonder, in myths and legends, the roc feeds on dragons.
But immediately, his perspective changed again.
This time, it becomes a loach. Bah, it should be called Qinglong.
He looked up at the bird with its wings spread out, which could be said to cover the sky and the sun, with an innocent look on his face.
The bird swooped down, as fast as lightning. Almost in the blink of an eye, we arrived close. He struck out with both claws, grabbed his head and neck, and pulled him out of the water.
The next second, he seemed to be transformed into the sea, watching quietly, the Peng bird grasping the Qinglong's retreating back. And in the feeling of the sea, endless dragons are swimming on the bottom of the sea.
They seemed afraid to show their heads, full of fear.
In the blink of an eye, the perspective returns to the body.
The "Dapeng Fighting Dragon Picture" in the safe suddenly changed from factory-new to gray, white and black, like a fake fading, which shocked Mr. Yu.
Subsequently, the gray, white, and black pictures began to crumble inch by inch. The tattered and broken pictures, like time accelerating, decayed at a speed visible to the naked eye and turned into dust.
“Bang!”
Mr. Yu locked the safe without saying a word.
Even if it turns into ashes, it must be treasured!
"Alas!"
Mr. Yu looked up at the ceiling and sighed.
"It's God's will."
He didn't mean to blame He Sheng. It was all his own initiative. If anything happens, it's up to others. Can't he afford it? Since childhood, Yu has known that if you can't afford it, don't play.
In response, the person who started everything looked at Mr. Yu in surprise. What a good guy, he has a good heart and didn't get angry and say a few words to himself.
Speaking of which, it was really his fault that "Dapeng Fighting Dragon Picture" turned gray.
Because, he squeezed out all the divine power in the picture.
["Golden Cicada Escapes" (Passive), "High School Knowledge" 3, "Innate Earth Cultivation" 5, "Vajra Fist" 10, "Golden Roc Fighting Dragon Picture" 3. 】
Should it be called Jinpeng?
(End of this chapter)