I chatted with the old man for a few words, but it was too late, so Anyang went back.

The old man's name is He Zhiming. His family should be quite rich. He didn't ask about the specifics and was not interested in it.

When he opened the door, there was a jingling sound from the kitchen. He thought it was Ji Weiwei who came, but after a closer look, he realized it was Nie Xiaoqian.

Anyang was stunned for a moment, walked over and hugged her waist, looked at a chicken on the cutting board, and asked, "Where did you get the food?"

Nie Xiaoqian turned her head and smiled, saying, "I went out to buy it after four in the morning to replenish your body."

Anyang was stunned again: "You still know that it is past four in the morning, and it seems that it has grown a lot, but... have you paid for buying vegetables?"

Nie Xiaoqian smiled embarrassedly: "I forgot to bring it."

Anyang's forehead was covered with black lines: "Okay, the cash is all in the drawer of the bedside table, and there are also in the bank card. I will teach you to withdraw money at night. Remember to bring money in the future. It's not easy for them to do it."

Nie Xiaoqian nodded: "Well, I will remember. I know this bank, just like the previous money house."

Anyang praised: "That's right, Xiaoqian is just smart."

When he returned to the room, he found that a pile of clothes had been washed clean, but he didn't dare to take them out to dry them due to the sunlight outside the window. He smiled warmly, closed the bedroom door, and hung the clothes on the bedroom windowsill.

This kind of life seems to be pretty good.

The next day, he came to the park and found that Old Man He was already waiting on the end of the forest path. There was also a radiant old man beside him. He dressed very carefully and looked kind, looking much more serious than him.

The two of them set up a chessboard on the stone table, each holding a small stool and sitting next to them. Old Man He's voice could be heard from afar.

"Here, come, that guy."

Another old man glanced at him and dropped the chess piece in his hand.

"Old He, I think you are becoming more and more unreasonable. There is no Tubo Tantra. Let me tell you that there are many living Buddhas recognized by Buddhism, but a few of them will accept disciples everywhere. You, you are really getting back to life."

Anyang approached and took a casual look. Unexpectedly, the two of them actually played Go, which was much higher than the chess played by ordinary old men.

Old Man He greeted him, and he replied, but his face was a little pale and he was unable to get entangled with the two of them. He walked to the chair and sat down cross-legged, and began to breathe and breathe according to the method described by Kunlun Fight.

After a long time, Old Man He did not bother him again, and the other old man also looked at him with some admiration.

"How is it, Lao Qin, I feel something is wrong!"

"Well, this young man looked pale when he first came, but his expression and steps were not sloppy. He didn't seem to be too indulging in lust or staying up too late. But now his face has completely regained its rosy appearance, and he looks a lot more masculine, and I'm afraid he's really famous!"

Old Man He was stunned. Unexpectedly, the old man observed so meticulously, but he was not at a disadvantage. He said, "This is more than that. Have you seen how many people can sit here and stay motionless for hours? What's more, he is a young man!"

The other old man nodded calmly: "This is true, but I still don't believe what you are talking about Tubo Tantra."

Anyang, not far away, opened his eyes and looked at the two boring old men. He couldn't help but sigh. At this time, a young couple came from the forest path. The man looked at him in surprise.

"Where are you practicing the Sunflower Book?"

Anyang glanced at him and said nothing.

The woman next to the man pulled him and said, "Don't meddle in other people's business. You may be a qigong master. You must know that there are rich and powerful households around here."

The man suddenly smiled: "Haha, you are still smart and can fool each one, right?"

The two left with a smile.

Anyang's face was a little cold and he was about to leave.

The old man next to Old Man He stopped him: "Hey, young man, don't leave. My surname is Qin, just call me Old Qin."

Anyang was stunned and asked, "Do you have something to ask me?"

Mr. Qin waved his hand, with a high-ranking temperament and calmness that ordinary people do not have: "It's nothing, it's just that you're very interesting, we'll know each other."

Anyang could see at a glance that the old man should be a retired cadre or something. He had a strong official voice and could not be doubted about his words, but this was useless to him.

"Hello, Mr. Qin, my name is Anyang."

"Hello young man."

After he left, Old Qin looked at Old Man He, gave birth to a son, and said confidently: "This young man has a unique temperament."

"Haha, we will still play this chess here tomorrow!"

"Where is not going to go!"

So, for several days in Anyang, two old men could see, and the two old men's attitude towards him became more and more subtle, as if they really regarded him as a strange person. Until one morning, Old Qin actually walked out to interrupt him in the cultivation.

"Anyang?"

An Yang frowned, a little unhappy: "It's Mr. Qin, is there anything to ask me for?"

Mr. Qin waved his hand and said, "It's okay, I just want to ask what you were doing just now, and whether you are practicing Qigong?"

Sure enough, he is a boring retired old man!

An Yang looked at him helplessly and simply admitted: "That's right."

Mr. Qin then asked, "Where did you learn this qigong?"

Anyang made a fuss: "It was passed down from ancestors."

"Oh...so, I think you practiced it very seriously. What's the use of this qigong?"

"Prolong life, strengthen the body, beautify the skin, and nourish yin and yang, which is equivalent to Dali Jingang Pills!"

Mr. Qin was stunned and asked again: "Can you cure someone?"

Anyang stopped and said speechlessly: "Do you want me to perform an empty pot and turn into a snake?"

Mr. Qin was a little disappointed: "Well, let it go."

Old man He walked over and said, "Anyang, that's right. Someone in Lao Qin's family is critically ill. The best doctor in Jinguan City said it's not possible. If you know, don't hide it. As long as the Lao Qin's family is cured, it will be easy to do whatever you want in Jinguan City in the future!"

Hearing this, it seems that Mr. Qin is very powerful, but he really has no choice but to seek development by treating others.

Old Qin looked at Anyang with a look of hope. He was an absolute materialist, and he still became anxious and went to the hospital for treatment. He did not let go of a glimmer of hope. But when he saw Anyang shook his head, he had to withdraw his gaze in disappointment.

"Oh, forgot, life and death are destined."

Old Man He also sat down silently and set up the chessboard.

Anyang is the most helpless.

It is not easy to find a place in the city to practice, and he doesn't care whether anyone can see it. After all, there are not many people who believe in this these days. He thinks that at most people regard him as a liar and are crazy, but he didn't expect to meet two boring old men and force him to hook him with the living Buddha of Tantric Buddhism and Qigong masters.

Are the elderly so superstitious, or are they the only ones?

The next day, Mr. Qin did not give up and continued to ask him if there were any elders in his family who could cure diseases and if there were any strange people who could cure diseases.

He was originally from an official family and was the most accurate in judging people, but the more time he had passed, the more he could experience the extraordinary temperament from Anyang. Especially Anyang's refusal to see him, which further shows that he was not a liar in the world.

On the third day, two young men followed Mr. Qin, one man and one woman, and two bodyguards. The man was a little more mature, while the woman was in her youth.

Old Qin and Old Man He greeted Anyang and sat down to play chess. At first, the two young men were still standing behind Old Qin, but later they walked to Anyang with two bodyguards.

The man spoke first, the woman then.

"My name is Qin Gang, and I am the grandson of Mr. Qin as you call me."

"My name is Qin Zhu, and Qin is always my grandfather."

Anyang glanced at the two of them, frowned and said, "My name is Anyang."

The two of them were arrogant and condescending, and he didn't like them very much, especially the actions of bringing bodyguards to people, which gave people a sense of oppression.

Qin Gang asked: "Are you the Qigong master my grandfather mentioned?"

"no."

Anyang answered very straightforwardly.

Qin Gang was stunned, his eyes were low, and he asked again: "Are you sitting here practicing qigong?"

"no."

Qin Gang's face looked a little ugly: "Then what are you doing here?"

Anyang glanced at him with a hint of sarcasm on his face.

“Fork.”

Qin Gang took a deep breath and stared at him and said, "No matter what your identity is, or what you are doing here, I just want to warn you that not everyone is easy to cheat. My grandma is lying down seriously ill now. I don't want anyone to make some messy tricks on her for money. Do you know?"

Anyang looked at him calmly, as if he saw two young men who were indignant when they saw the elders in their family being deceived, and also saw a pair of brothers and sisters who were caring and impulsive, saying: "Your grandpa wants me to go over, but it's a pity that I don't have this plan."

Qin Gang said: "That's good. In addition, you'd better stay away from my grandfather. He is not that easy to cheat."

Anyang sneered: "Haha, I'm fine sitting here. You guys come to disturb me. I did nothing from beginning to end. Not only did you come to question me, but you also said righteously that I am a liar. Don't you think it's too much?"

Qin Gang narrowed his eyes: "I don't care about what I'm too swearing. If I see you again next time, I will make you look good!"

A cold light flashed in Anyang's eyes. He had killed anyone!

"What if I don't leave?"

Qin Gang sneered: "Then I don't mind seeing what your Qigong is useful."

Anyang's eyes were even colder: "It's not very useful, you can kill people!"

The two bodyguards felt something was wrong and walked up to protect the brother and sister behind them.

Qin Gang glanced at him and said, "Brother Hao, you are here just in time. Let me see the ability of Qigong masters to kill people!"

"Okay!"

A bodyguard took a step forward and grabbed Anyang's shoulder with one hand.

Anyang is 1.8 meters tall, taller than many ordinary people, but it is nothing to him, and his physique is even worse. Not to mention that he is a veteran from the army, he can beat several like Anyang without training.
Chapter completed!