Yeji Community is built in the downtown, covering a vast area, with elegant and exquisite architecture, which seems to have a strong artistic atmosphere.
Is this an ordinary luxury art museum?
Is there any secret hidden inside?
Aoki stops for less than a minute, when two men come up to him and block his sight, with a cold look and a threatening tone.
"This is private territory. No approaching!"
"Leave as soon as possible, or we will take compulsory measures!"
Aoki doesn't insist. He looks at them and turns away.
Such vigilance only aroused his suspicion.
However, it's already light, so it's not convenient to start. Come back later in the evening.
Aoki did not return to the Taoist Temple. He went to a hidden place outside the city and began to exercise.
Although he is not in the dojo, his legends are everywhere in the dojo.
One day later, the students of Aoki Taoism Center still remember the brutal and gorgeous "storm".
The two students got together and had a heated discussion.
"After returning home, I tried many times, not to mention being as fluent as Qingcun, even fighting with my own hands and feet!"
"Hey, hey, hey, I didn't expend that effort. Yesterday I asked my elder martial brother, who said that the move required a high level of coordination, flexibility and understanding of Green Wood Flow, and that ordinary people could not learn it."
"Oh, what a pity! That move is so handsome. It's my dream move!"
Suddenly, they both closed their mouths.
Fujita Chengyong walked past with a gloomy face.
After he walked away, the two students looked at each other and their faces became strange.
"I thought he had no face to come to the ashram."
"Don't say that, after all, it was just a training match!
However, I heard another interesting thing. It is said that yesterday, they bet that Fujita Chengyong would 'end the battle within 30 seconds'.
Ha ha ha, he bet right and won a lot of money. However, it is said that when he got the money, his face was worse than eating flies. "
"Grass!"
Fujita Chengyong hit the training dummy with a fist, looking ferocious and angry.
Wherever he went, he could hear someone talking about yesterday's battle.
He felt as if he had been slapped again and again, and his face would be broken.
He wanted to treat that fight as an ordinary training match, but those bastards kept talking, talking and looking at him strangely.
Seeing their faces, he wanted to rush up and trample on them!
Of course, what he hates most is the bastard in Qingcun!
It's all because that bastard hid his strength and used strange moves. He lost so badly! Will become the laughingstock of everyone!
The next few friends looked embarrassed.
Yesterday the cowhide blew too loudly and lost too miserably. Now everything is like ridicule.
A young man with a horse face pondered for a moment and said, "Cheng Yong, do you want to teach him a lesson?"
Fujita Chengyong's face was as gloomy as water: "How can I teach you a lesson? Knock the cudgel secretly? Or fight in groups directly?"
Obviously, he has considered not only this problem, but also specific methods.
The young man shook his head and said, "Tut tut, how boring that is? Of course, we must beat him, but we must beat him openly!"
"Do you have a way?"
Fujita Chengyong's face was still gloomy, but his expression was serious.
Others looked at it curiously.
The horse faced young man said with a wry smile, "Isn't there a legend that ghosts eat people now? Let's just put the shit bowl on the head of Qingcun and release the news that Qingcun is the ghost that eats people!"
Fujita Chengyong frowned and said, "Even if we release the news, I'm afraid few people will believe it, right?"
Ma Lian said confidently, "It's easy to do! Just find more 'evidence'. Do you still remember the eyes of the guy in Qingcun?"
Everyone nodded in succession, not only impressed, but very impressed.
The horse faced young man said, "We say that those eyes are the sign of ghosts! In addition, Qingcun wears hats all day long to hide his identity!"
The man beside him hesitated and said, "I heard that he was wearing a bamboo hat because he had skin disease and could not see the sun!"
The horse faced young man said, "You idiot! I don't care what the real reason why he wears a bamboo hat. How can we say that it is more beneficial to us!
Who can see the truth? As long as someone doubts it!
We don't really want to prove that he is a ghost. As long as the rumor spreads, we can find an excuse to come to him. Whether it's to beat him or something else, it's up to us. "
Fujita Chengyong's eyes gradually brightened.
Good idea!
Not only can I beat that bastard to vent my anger, but also can I disgust him!
Ma Lian's thought also became more and more smooth: "Yesterday's battle can also be an issue. Why is Aoki so powerful? Because he is a ghost!
By the way, Qingcun has just joined the dojo. Why is he so strong? It's all because he is a ghost!
Ha ha ha, there is so much evidence that no one will believe it! "
Fujita Chengyong sneered: "Yes! However, this is not convincing enough. I went to find my uncle, who is the manager of Fujita Steel Company and has a wide network of friends. He asked him to find two policemen for me to help catch ghosts!"
The young man in the horse's face smiled darkly, "Then just put him in prison and give him a lesson that will never be forgotten!"
The man beside him gasped and said, "Hiss! You don't need to be so cruel, do you? I heard that in the present prison, even if you don't die, you have to peel off your skin!"
The young man shrugged his shoulders: "What's the matter with us? He's a ghost. Wouldn't it be better to be locked up?"
……
Keisuke Akiyama frowned, his face was a little ugly, and he hurried towards the dojo.
It's a bit troublesome. He has to inform Shifu of the situation as soon as possible.
When he got to the door, he saw a girl with strange hair wandering in front of the door. He went to ask, "Miss Kanlu Temple, what's the matter with you?"
The honey glass of Ganlu Temple brightened her eyes and said, "Can you call Mr. Qingcun for me?"
Sure enough.
He remembered that the Miss of Ganlu Temple came to see younger martial brother Qingcun yesterday.
Akiyama Keisuke hurriedly said, "Younger Martial Brother Qingcun is not in the dojo now."
"Really?"
The honey glass face of Ganlu Temple shows disappointment.
Akiyama Keisuke added: "In addition, there was an accident in the dojo today, which is not good for younger martial brother Qingcun. Miss Ganlu Temple, if you see younger martial brother Qingcun, please help me tell him not to return to the dojo for the time being!"
The rumor that "Qingcun is the evil ghost" spread out somehow. Of course, he didn't believe it and didn't care about it at first.
However, the police suddenly came and asked for Qingcun by name.
Things got out of hand.
"Please, Miss Ganlu Temple. If you see younger martial brother Qingcun, please tell me! I still have something to do. I'll go back to the Taoist Temple first."
Akiyama Keisuke bowed slightly and hurried away.
"What happened?"
A touch of worry appeared on the face of Mili in the Ganlu Temple, looked into the Qingmu Taoist Temple, turned and left.
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