During these few days in the mountainous area, Mu Qianjun cried almost more often than she had in the previous twenty years combined. The children cried because they ate pig food, and because the children had to climb the ladder every day if they wanted to go to school. They even cried after falling and crying because the only pig and chicken they raised in a certain family died.
It wasn't just Mu Qianjun who cried, everyone who came here cried, except Qin Hao. In just a few days, they saw the suffering of the people, and of course they also tasted many different experiences from their previous lives.
There is no delicious food, no Internet communication, no way to take a shower, and the whole day is dirty, oily, and so on.
However, Mu Qianjun did not back down. She did not back down because of these objective factors. On the contrary, she strengthened her belief in staying. She knew that she could not change the world. She only hoped to change the lives of people here and the lives of those children. destiny.
In this regard, Qin Hao has only one comment: his child has finally grown up.
Exactly one week after arriving in the village, the foundation's follow-up teams and construction teams came to gather one after another. Mu Qianjun gradually adapted to the place. Qin Hao finally retired and left with Qin Tian and Qian Duoduo. Before leaving, , Qian Duoduo and Qin Tian left all the cash they had to the villagers and children. At the same time, they decided to join this fund project in their own names. Two rich people with special status joined. Mu Qianjun simply Don’t worry about funding, just go ahead and do it boldly. For this reason, Lu Siying also specially sent a letter to express her gratitude.
Entering Beijing again, Qin Hao was taken to Ziguang Pavilion as soon as he got off the plane. Everyone in China knew what kind of place Ziguang Pavilion was. Of course, except for a certain fan of a rap star, he was the most powerful person in the entire country. The location is equivalent to the royal palace in ancient times.
After sending Qin Hao to the door, Qin Tian seemed to have no intention of accompanying him in: "By sending you here, I have completed the task assigned by the old man. The person is inside. You can go in by yourself."
Qin Hao nodded. Although Ziguang Pavilion is an important place in the country, the garden does not seem to be as heavily guarded as imagined. Two soldiers were standing guard at the door. Qin Hao squinted his eyes. He knew at a glance that the opponent's firearms were full of bullets. It's in a loaded state, but it's a bit ridiculous to just sit back and relax with just two guns.
Moreover, these two people had no intention of conducting routine inspections, so they just let Qin Hao in as if they didn't see him.
Qin Hao just walked along the road to the depths of the garden. He didn't find any hidden sentries along the way. He checked the posts and continued walking. He didn't see any landmark buildings for a long time, but the scenery along the way was pretty good, very elegant, and the courtyard was deep. I don’t know how to describe it, it’s really good.
Finally, he stopped outside a small courtyard at the end of the road. There was a small attic in the courtyard, and there were three large gilded characters on the plaque.
Walking in, Qin Hao almost thought that he had gone to the wrong place at first glance. If it weren't for the three characters Ziguang Pavilion marked on the attic plaque, he probably thought he had arrived at the vegetable garden or orchard of a farmhouse. , where the lawn should have been, less than a third of the lawn was left in the yard, and the rest had become a vegetable patch.
There is a stone table in front of the stone lion in front of the attic. On the table are a plate of green plums and a pot of wine. There are three people sitting around, an old man with white hair, a monk with a bald head, and a man with a sword in a green shirt.
Seeing these three people, Qin Hao was stunned for a moment. The swordsman in green shirt was an acquaintance. Zhao Guohua was the only one in the whole country of China who could dress as pretentiously as him. The white-haired old man Qin Hao also knew him, not to mention Photos of the leader of a country are shown on the news every day, and you can tell just by looking at Jiangnan standing behind the old man.
It was not these two people who caught Qin Hao's attention, but the bald monk with tattered, dirty and slovenly cassocks. He never thought that he would see this guy here. No wonder the security around them was so loose. There were not even sentries. This old guy is here, what kind of ungrateful thing dares to seek death
"Old bald donkey!"
Qin Hao roared, as if the God of War came to the world, and stepped heavily on the ground, making the whole yard tremble. Logically speaking, with Qin Hao's current cultivation level, even the steel alloy should burst and break when he stepped on it. , but this grass is as hard as nine-day black iron, and when you step on it, it only stirs up dust as fine as sand.
However, Qin Hao had no intention of wondering about these anomalies now. His body was like lightning and he rushed towards the three people sitting around the stone table. His whole body's strength was concentrated on his arms, his muscles were swollen, and even his sleeves were covered by It exploded into strips of rags, and the energy ripples of the punch spread out, and he attacked brazenly!
The whole audience was shocked. The master and apprentice were fighting with all their strength in their first meeting in a long time. Zhao Guohua wanted to take action immediately, but he didn't want to be pressed by the old bald donkey. He only felt an irresistible force spread out from his shoulders. Every muscle in his body was instantly distributed, making him unable to move, as if his hands and feet were tied and a huge mountain was pressing on his body.
The old bald donkey seemed to have thought that Qin Hao would have such a reaction. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and a joking smile appeared on his face. His back was facing Qin Hao's direction. His body had not moved at all. The void in his right hand vibrated, like Tai Chi lifting a thousand pounds with a slow palm. Slowly shooting out, it hit Qin Hao's unstoppable fist.
Bang!
Palms and fists clapped together, and the energy in Qin Hao's body poured out crazily towards the old bald donkey. However, the old guy's arm only vibrated slightly, and the frequency was similar to the frequency of Qin Hao's energy pouring. The two resonated. Qin Hao gathered all the energy in one blow and it was like a stone sinking into the sea without making any waves.
Qin Hao's expression changed, and in the next second, a wave of energy even more powerful than his just now came overwhelmingly. With a hiss, Qin Hao flew into the air, drew a round arc, and swept the courtyard. A human-shaped hole was smashed out of the wall, and it flew outside the courtyard, a full twenty or thirty meters away.
Defeat in one move!
This is Qin Hao who has entered the Dao Palace of the Divine Transformation Stage. He is not the same person who was able to step into the Divine Transformation Stage back then. A full blow was easily deflected by the old bald donkey's palm and flew away. It is conceivable that You know how terrifying this old guy’s cultivation is!
Moreover, from the beginning to the end, the old bald donkey did not move his body at all. It was as if his buttocks were growing on the stone bench. To say that he could defeat the enemy with one move seemed a bit exaggerated. It should be as simple and easy as an adult playing with a child. .
Everything happened between lightning and flint. Zhao Guohua had fought against Qin Hao and knew how strong he was, but he didn't expect that this Emperor Master, whose reputation was unknown and few people knew about his existence, could be so terrifying. This was his first time. It was truly terrifying to see him take action once.
"Old man, I'm sorry. I want to teach my apprentice a lesson, but I don't want to destroy your ancient wall." The old bald donkey said apologetically.
The king shook his head slightly, picked up the pot of wine on the table, and laughed loudly: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, it's just a wall. This pot of monkey wine is enough to make amends!"
boom!
The rocks collapsed, and Qin Hao crawled out from under the pile of rocks with a disgraceful face. He patted the dust on his body, spit out the dust in his mouth, and rushed into the yard aggressively: "Old bald donkey, you still know that I am your apprentice. Are you so cruel? Why don't you slap me to death?! Bah, bah, bah... "
The old monk glanced at Qin Hao: "You are such a rebellious boy and you still know that I am your master? Do you want to hit someone to death with your fists when you come up?"
"Isn't this just a slap in the face for you? I really don't understand. What kind of cultivation level do you have, old guy? Ever since I was a child, every time I fight you, I'll slap you away with one move. How unreasonable is that. It's gone!" Qin Hao touched his nose unhappily. This was a required course for him and Lao Ballu every time they met. It was also a way for the master to test the apprentice's cultivation. As he said, every time he made a move, he would hit him with one move. Flying so fast that he still doesn't know where the old bald donkey's limit is.
"You have only been practicing for twenty years. If I can let you go through one trick, it would be really unreasonable!" the old monk said angrily.
The king laughed and said: "Sure enough, heroes come from youth. At such a young age, I can take a move from an old guy and still get away unscathed. I have only seen two people in my life. Now, don't stand and talk. Jiangnan, go and move a stool for Master’s disciple to sit down.”
With that said, the old man personally picked up the jug and poured Qin Hao a glass of wine. (To be continued)