Roland has been looking for this strange energy for more than a year.
I have searched for temples inside and outside the county and other people’s ancestral halls, but have found nothing.
But I didn't expect to see it here.
But it's strange why this energy sticks to other people's scalps.
And the old man was bald.
Quite greasy.
Roland didn't look down on the old man, he knew that anyone at this age would have greasy skin.
But the problem is that he wants to 'eat' this energy, and this thing is hanging on someone else's greasy scalp, which is a bit difficult to handle.
I can't speak.
If it was a young and beautiful girl, Roland could still bear it.
But greasy old people, forget it.
Roland did not hide his tangled expression. After the old man finished asking, he noticed Roland's strange gaze on the top of his head, and he was immediately unhappy.
Most bald people are very sensitive to other people's glances at their heads.
This old man is no exception.
"Young man, I asked you if you are a family member of Jin Wenwen, why are you looking at my head helplessly!"
Roland smiled apologetically and said, "I looked there unconsciously, sorry. In addition, neither of us are considered Jin Wenwen's family members. At most, we can only be considered acquaintances."
The old man had a round face and a blessed look. He seemed to be even more unhappy when he heard this: "Then do you know her family, or do you have her family's phone number?"
Roland shook his head, and Qi Shaoqiu also shook his head.
"You can't lie to us." Some young people behind said with a cold face: "Maybe they know that this woman likes to cause trouble, so they don't dare to admit it."
This is a bit much to say.
Qi Shaoqiu was his ex-boyfriend after all. He leaned against the wall, stared at the strong young man, and said slowly: "I don't know whether she is causing trouble, but I know that she is not out of danger yet. Period, no matter who it is, beating a woman like this, no matter how justified, the police will ignore it. If it was the two of you who injured someone and chased her to the hospital, they would still If you speak evil words, is there something wrong with your brain?"
"you!"
The young man looked like a rebellious person. He pointed at Qi Shaoqiu and started to curse.
The old man stopped him, which made the latter look quite depressed.
Then the old man looked at Qi Shaoqiu: "Young man, my son has a bit of a rambunctious personality. Please don't worry about it. No matter what your identity is with the injured person, if you know her family, please help contact her and let's talk about compensation. No one wants to Bring this matter to the police."
Qi Shaoqiu's face gradually turned cold, and he changed from leaning against the wall to standing with his hands folded: "It's really you who hurt me."
"But it's not our fault." The old man said helplessly: "We, father and son, were practicing the three moves and two moves passed down by our ancestors at home. She came to the door and was so arrogant that she even took away the portrait of our ancestors hanging in the living room. Throwing it to the ground, we did it only because we were so angry."
Roland and Qi Shaoqiu were immediately speechless.
Here in southern Xinjiang, many locals have large pieces of land in their homes, and they like to build a 'house hall' in their homestead, which is also called the ancestral hall in the north, to worship the portraits of their ancestors, or one or two ancestor tablets. One of the local customs.
When Jin Wenwen came up, she threw the portraits of her ancestors on the ground. Even the Great Luo Immortal couldn't bear it.
"He was not beaten to death." Qi Shaoqiu felt quite surprised.
Then he felt a little embarrassed and stood leaning against the white wall again, not daring to look at anyone.
"Even if she is wrong in every possible way, if we hurt someone or even almost killed them, it is our fault." The old man seemed to understand: "She walked quickly after being slapped and rode a battery car. She ran away, but we didn’t catch up, thinking that she was probably seriously injured, so we came to the hospital to check on her, hoping to find her.”
"You were injured like this with just one palm!" Qi Shaoqiu looked the old man up and down: "Are you practicing Iron Sand Palm or Eagle Claw Technique?"
At this time, the young man stood up and said, "Dad didn't do it, it was me. That little girl learned some Sanda, so she thought it was like on TV. All the martial arts were not from their Sanda and free fighting sect." Fortunately, I practiced the eagle claw technique. If I had practiced the iron palm technique, this slap would have given her no chance of entering the emergency room."
so smart
Roland didn't believe it.
But when he subconsciously glanced at the old man's head, he believed it again.
If you can use this energy to hit someone to death with a slap, it doesn't seem to be a problem.
Qi Shaoqiu glanced at the old man, nodded slightly, and continued to stand.
And Roland took the initiative to step forward and asked: "Old man, what kind of kung fu are you practicing!"
"Tietou Gong, what, what do you think?" The old man looked sideways at Roland.
The old man didn't like this man who stared at the "Mediterranean Sea" in a daze when he saw him.
Iron head skill
Roland now vaguely understood why this ball of energy appeared above the old man's head. He said, "No, just asking."
The old man ignored the two of them, but the young man's eyes kept falling on Roland and Qi Shaoqiu.
He could tell that these two had practiced well.
Moreover, since we know Jin Wenwen well, the possibility of having practiced is even greater.
He kind of wanted to practice with his peers, but the current situation was obviously not the time to make such a request.
None of the four people spoke. Not long after, the door of the emergency room was opened, and two nurses pushed the unconscious Jin Wenwen out, and then sent her to another hospital area.
Walking out with them were two other doctors.
One of them stopped, looked at Roland and the other four, and asked, "Who are her family members?"
After a while, Qi Shaoqiu sighed slightly and said, "I guess so."
"Yes, it means, and if it doesn't, it means no. There is no reason to say it is." The doctor looked quite unhappy.
"My ex-boyfriend, I haven't contacted her for several years. I just saw her injured accidentally and came to take care of her."
The doctor was stunned for a moment, his expression became quite strange, and finally said: "Two ribs on the right side of her chest were broken, and they were directly pierced into the lungs. Although it was not deep, it seemed that it took a long time and she did not come to the hospital directly. , the fact that she has been able to hold on until now is because her physique is quite extraordinary. In addition, her upper esophagus also has severe contusions, and it seems that she was beaten like this. If you think it is necessary, you can call the police."
Upon hearing this, the old man and the young man immediately became nervous.
Qi Shaoqiu said calmly: "I understand, how is she doing now?"
"It has settled down for the time being." The doctor replied: "But to be on the safe side, I will stay in the ICU for two days to observe the follow-up situation. Now go to the counter to pay the ICU hospitalization deposit."
Qi Shaoqiu nodded.
Then the doctor left. There were quite a lot of patients in the public hospital, and he couldn't stay too long.
Qi Shaoqiu said to the old and young people: "I don't want to care about her affairs anymore. It's just a matter of helping her. If you are free, you can wait here. I will go after I pay the money." The Sanda Center will notify her relatives to come over, and you can talk about it yourself at that time."
Then Qi Shaoqiu went to the counter to pay.
Roland looked at the old man and then stared at the other person's Mediterranean Sea.
This little secret move was discovered by the old man, and he became even more unhappy.
After hesitating for a while, Roland asked: "Old man, will your hair fall out if you practice Tietou Gong?"
The old man looked more and more unhappy, and he was a little angry: "No! It's just heredity."
The young man stood two steps forward and looked at Roland quite steadily.
He knew that his father was very sensitive to this matter. Ten years ago, his father still had more than a dozen hairs on his head. At that time, his father took care of these more than a dozen hairs every day. He took care of them so much that he didn't even take care of his family. So attentive.
But there is no choice but the flowers will fall, the hair will fall out, and the head will become bald. This is God's will, no matter how much you care for it, it is useless.
Hair falls out one by one, almost one every year. Now ten years have passed and all the hair on the top of my head is gone.
Some people have a good attitude and are cheerful despite having a bald head, but some people are not. This old man is the kind of person whose temper becomes irritable when his head is bald.
Seeing that both father and son were angry, Roland was not afraid.
He had a feeling that if these two people acted together, neither of them would be his opponent.
"Don't be angry, I didn't mean to ridicule you." Luo Lanyun said calmly: "I just want to learn Tietou Kung Fu from you. I can pay the tuition."
Roland was wondering if the energy mass on the top of the old man's head was due to his Iron Tou Gong practice.
At this time, Qi Shaoqiu just came back from paying the fees. He heard this and said unhappily: "Roland, you are not satisfied with learning Sanda and Miao Dao skills. You actually want to learn Tietou Kung Fu? This is too greedy."
"Isn't it too stressful to have many arts?"
When the old man heard that Roland wanted to become a disciple, he was not so angry, but he still looked at Roland sideways: "In this situation, let alone Tietou Kung Fu, even Toad Kung Fu, I don't have the heart to teach you."
Roland smiled and said, "Then I will come see you again when I have the opportunity."
Then Roland and Qi Shaoqiu left.
When they got out of the hospital, they both checked out a shared bicycle and prepared to ride on it. Qi Shaoqiu asked, "I'm going back to find my pickup truck first. By the way, do you really want to learn Tietou Kung Fu?"
"Somewhat interested."
"Actually, this is a popular Kung Fu, and I know how to practice it. Why don't you just keep coming to the sword arts studio and I'll teach you without charging you any money."
Roland shook his head: "At first glance, you are not a professional. I have even shaved off my hair, but yours is still black and thick."
"What's the matter with this? I'm not here to... forget it, I won't talk to you idiot." Qi Shaobao suddenly became very frustrated: "Although you have graduated from school, you are still a student of our Qi family. If you have time, , you might as well come to our swordsmanship studio more often and chat."
"Will do."
"Don't say yes but people don't come."
Qi Shaoqiu waved to Roland and left first on the shared bicycle.
Roland was very happy to have found a new energy group, and maybe even found the cause of the energy group.
Therefore, luck is a very strange thing. I have been thinking about it and taking time to look for it, but there are no clues at all.
I was just wandering around to relax, and something happened, but I bumped into it.
Very strange.
Roland rode the shared bicycle and returned home with a smile. After lunch, he just opened the communication software when a message popped up.
O'Neill: All personnel have been contacted, and we can start work after entering the game in the evening.