After returning to the village, start chasing the mountain from binding Emei

Chapter 179 This shouldn’t be considered stealing, right?

"Grass!"

Huang Can screamed in shock, and his head almost flew off.

He jumped to the side suddenly and almost threw the sickle in his hand. When he looked carefully, he saw a person standing in front of him. Who else could it be but Chen Yang.

"it's me."

Chen Yang looked at the sickle he was holding high, and it seemed that he shouldn't be playing this joke on him.

"Fuck, you scared me to death."

Huang Can cursed, and his heart, which had been pounding wildly, finally returned to his chest.

His calves were still trembling. If he hadn't defecated cleanly in the morning, he would have probably been scared out of his bladder and bladder by that blow.

"Are you okay? Why didn't you catch up?" Huang Can asked hurriedly.

Chen Yang shook his head. "Maybe he was bitten by a spider and fainted for a while."

"Grass……"

Upon hearing the word "spider", Huang Can's face turned green and he quickly pulled Chen Yang out.

"Brother, you dare to use cannons to blow up hornets, so why are you afraid of spiders?" Chen Yang wanted to laugh.

"A wasp is a wasp, and a spider is a spider. I have been afraid of those things since I was a child."

Actually, it’s not that I’m afraid, it’s just resistance.

Everyone has something they are afraid of. Some people are afraid of mice, some are afraid of cockroaches, some are afraid of silkworms, and some are afraid of snakes. You can pretend that you are not afraid of anything, but your body is very honest.

……

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When they came out of the cave, the Song Kaiyong brothers had already been sent away, and there were still quite a few people surrounding them.

There is never a shortage of people watching the fun in the village.

When they found out that there was no ancient tomb below but a spider's nest, everyone lost interest.

No one dared to pick up a hoe and dig there anymore.

Chen Guoqiang said a few words and the crowd gradually dispersed.

In the woods, Mr. Song sat on a rock, smoking a pipe, and from time to time he looked up at the temple he had just built, feeling a little melancholy.

What is this thing called?
They were building a temple with good intentions, but in the end, it sank.

It also injured two young men in the village.

"Second Master, don't repair this temple for now. Find a few people to fill the hole back." Chen Guoqiang walked over.

"Ah."

Mr. Song was very helpless, but there was nothing he could do. It was already like this, so why bother building a temple?

He has to go to Huangjia Village and talk to Huang Daogong. It’s a Feng Shui treasure land. What kind of place did he choose?
……

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old house.

In the main room, I was enjoying the air conditioning and drinking iced plum juice.

Chen Yang lay on the sofa, holding his mobile phone, and looked through the photo album for a while.

After a moment, he found Liu Henghu's WeChat, selected two photos, and sent them directly.

This matter must be notified to the caravan.

After waiting for a long time, Liu Henghu didn't reply to my message.

At that moment, he called Liu Henghu again, but no one answered the call.

Is this guy that busy?
Chen Yang shook his head and didn't care.

When he sees the photo, he will definitely look for his own first.

Immediately, Chen Yang started looking through the photos in his phone again.

Thirteen Scouting Styles!
Starting from the first move and studying them one by one, this set of exercises takes an extremely powerful approach and is very particular about the technique of exerting force.

From every big move to every small action, how to use the same strength to unleash greater power is described in great detail.

If the weather wasn't so hot, Chen Yang would have wanted to go to the yard to practice.

This shouldn't be considered stealing knowledge, right?

Doesn't it count?
It shouldn’t count, right?
The words that Ma Santong left on the stone wall can be said to be passed on to the descendants of the Ma Gang by the discoverer.

How can I pass it on if I don’t learn it first?

The technique is indeed profound.

I'm afraid it will take some time to grasp the essence.

Before I knew it, the afternoon had passed and it was getting dark.

Chen Yang had a general understanding of the first to twelfth moves, but it was the last move, the unity of man and horse, that Chen Yang studied for a long time and only understood it two or three times.

You get the form but not the spirit.

Ma San Tong made a note that this last move was the most powerful, but it required artistic conception. If one could master the previous twelve moves, this last move would naturally come to fruition.

I rubbed my eyes and looked at the time. It was almost eight o'clock in the evening.

He is the only one at home, so he is not so particular about meals. A pot of white rice and a few packets of Fuling pickled mustard tubers are enough for him.

After the meal, it was dark.

Chen Yang came to the bamboo forest in the backyard and practiced the Thirteen Scouting Moves that he had studied for the entire afternoon.

Talking about it on paper is always superficial. You must practice it yourself to know it.

The twelve techniques are not restricted by form, and include palm techniques, fist techniques, claw techniques, leg techniques, finger techniques, and even swords, spears, and halberds, and you can use them right away.

Except for the last move, after practicing the first twelve moves, Chen Yang felt that they were quite functional and smooth. After practicing a few more times, he was able to do it as he wished.

Strong, indeed it is strong.

For example, in the Scouting Style, a palm is stretched out with great momentum, and the palm force comes out layer by layer, endlessly, like thousands of horses galloping.

Liu Henghu used this move that day. With his physical strength of more than 300, he suppressed Chen Yang's punching strength of nearly 600.

However, when Chen Yang used the same move, it didn't seem as strong as Liu Henghu's.

The palm power did increase, but the increase was not that terrifying.

It seems that these thirteen exercises are not something that can be simply learned, there is a lot of knowledge involved.

If I get a chance, I'll see if I can ask Liu Henghu for advice.

Chen Yang thought so.

His body was already soaked with sweat. He went back to the room and checked his phone. Liu Henghu had not yet replied to his message.

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The next day, Qinzhou arrived.

This old man was quite particular about show and ceremony. He got a convoy of cars, loaded some supplies, and marched into the village in a grand procession.

Banners have been put up at the school.

The students were still on summer vacation, and the school called back all the teachers and students it could from the village.

There were drums and gongs at the school gate and people lined up to welcome us.

The ceremony was quite grand.

This attitude made Qinzhou feel a little embarrassed. He felt that he had donated too little, so he increased the donation amount from 50 to 100 million on the spot.

As for the school, of course, they were grinning from ear to ear.

Principal Xu Yongjian personally received Qinzhou and took him on a tour of the school. As the matchmaker, Chen Yang also went along.

Qin Zhou talked about his relationship with the old principal Chen Jingyun at the right time, and also said that the biggest reason for this donation was also for Chen Jingyun.

Xu Yongjian was deeply moved. He didn't expect that the old principal had such a friend.

Such a rich friend.

One million and so many supplies are not something that just anyone can come up with.

Xu Yongjian was also a smart man, and he immediately started talking to Qinzhou about the old principal.

Xu Yongjian was Chen Jingyun's student, so his words were naturally filled with remembrance and respect.

Seeing that the mood and atmosphere were almost created, Qinzhou asked Chen Jingyun if he had left any relics. He wanted to take a look, to remember this old friend.

The God of Wealth had spoken, so Xu Yongjian had no nerve to refuse, and immediately led them to the school warehouse.

"After Principal Chen stepped down, some of his personal belongings were piled up in the warehouse. We all respected Teacher Chen very much, so we were reluctant to throw these things away." The warehouse is a locked room next to the school auditorium.

Xu Yongjian opened the warehouse.

Dust was flying in my face.

Xu Yongjian smiled awkwardly, "There's no one in school during the summer vacation, so a lot of dust has accumulated. Mr. Qin, be careful not to dirty your clothes..."

Qinzhou nodded and entered the warehouse under the leadership of Xu Yongjian.

The warehouse is about 60 to 70 square meters and is indeed a bit messy.

It's more like a storage room than a warehouse. Tables, chairs, books, and exercise books, some good and some bad, are mostly piled up in a mess.

Xu Yongjian felt a little embarrassed, as if someone had pulled down his underwear and exposed his disgraceful private parts.

"A few days ago, the school was robbed and the warehouse was turned upside down..."

Well, the thief has to take the blame.

Qinzhou just smiled and didn't take it seriously. He was not here to inspect from above. He had only one purpose, which was to find what Chen Jingyun had left for him.

He sent a few apprentices to check on Chen Guoliang's home early this morning.

While no one was at home, I checked the house inside and out, but found nothing useful.

Now, I can only place my hope on school.

If the school doesn't find anything else, then he will have to give up.

Xu Yongjian led them to a corner and pointed to a pile of dusty items in front of him. "These are the things that were cleaned out of Teacher Chen's office. There is also a nanmu desk that was stolen a few days ago. It is now regarded as dirty and placed in the town's public security bureau. I'm afraid it will take a few days to be returned..."

Qin Zhou nodded, looking very emotional.

"Principal Xu, I want to be alone for a while, is that okay?"

"Uh……"

Xu Yongjian paused, then nodded, "Okay, okay, then we'll go out first and come back later..."

"Xiao Chen, please stay with me."

Qinzhou sighed and called Chen Yang's name.

Xu Yongjian gave Chen Yang an encouraging look, seemingly asking him to keep the guests company, and immediately left with the others.

……

Qinzhou and Chen Yang were the only ones left in the warehouse.

Qinzhou picked up a photo frame and wiped the dust off it.

Under the sunglasses, the pair of old eyes seemed to be shining with a layer of water.

"Everyone has left, stop pretending."

Chen Yang couldn't tell whether he was really reminded of someone by the sight of the object or was just pretending to be serious.

"Hey."

The person in the photo is an old man, and it is Chen Jingyun.

Qinzhou let out a long sigh, unable to hide the depression in his heart. He hoped that he was pretending, but emotions could not deceive people.

Looking at the pile of things in front of him, at this moment, he felt no joy in his heart, but instead an inexplicable sadness.

I feel so sad and want to cry.

After so many years, I have money now, but it seems that I have lost more.

"Hurry and find something."

Qin Zhou took a deep breath, calmed himself down, and then gave an order to Chen Yang.

The two of them immediately began to search through the pile of relics in front of them.

Among these relics, books, pens, ink and other items are the majority.

I found a few notebooks, but when I opened them, they were all filled with teaching-related content.

For more than ten minutes, the two of them turned over the pile of things in front of them, but did not find anything useful.

Qinzhou's face was wrinkled like a bitter gourd.

He turned and looked at Chen Yang.

It's all this guy's fault. What a bad idea he came up with. I spent a million dollars and wasted a lot of money and effort, but in the end I found nothing.

"On second thought, maybe there's somewhere else."

Chen Yang saw that he looked unhappy and knew that he was concerned. "Donating to support education is a blessing."

I don’t know how many people this old man has buried. It’s time for him to do some good deeds.

Where else?
Qinzhou is a bit decadent.

Seeing these relics left by his old friend, he felt emotional. He took the photo frame and left the warehouse.

"Mr. Qin, are you looking for something?"

Coming out of the warehouse and arriving at the principal's office, Xu Yongjian asked Qin Zhou with some confusion.

He is not a fool. To be able to sit in the position of principal, he must know how to read people's expressions.

Qinzhou glanced at Chen Yang. Was my expression so obvious?

But Xu Yongjian had already said what he wanted to say, so Qinzhou continued speaking.

He sighed.

"To be honest, before Brother Jingyun died, he wrote me a letter, asking me to come back because he had something important for me..."

"Alas, it was a long time later when I received the letter. When I came back, it was too late..."

Qinzhou's words were sincere, but basically true.

Xu Yongjian paused, "Teacher Chen did give me something before he died..."

"Oh?"

Hearing this, Chen Yang and Qin Zhou's eyes lit up.

Any unexpected gains?

Xu Yongjian said, "Teacher Chen said that if someone comes to pick it up, I should give it to him. If no one comes, forget it. I can do whatever I want with the things..."

"Where is the stuff?"

Qinzhou's voice became louder as he became excited.

Xu Yongjian was even startled by his loud voice.

"and many more!"

Xu Yongjian left a message and went out, and no one knew where he went.

It took about ten minutes before I returned to the office.

Holding a suitcase in his hands.

He put the suitcase on the desk, and Chen Yang and Qin Zhou both stood up and came over.

Xu Yongjian said, "This thing has been placed under my bed in the dormitory. I have never opened it and I don't know what is inside..."

Only he himself knows whether he has opened it or not.

Qinzhou didn't care at all and immediately reached out to open the box.

The box has no lock, only two buckles. It opens easily by pushing them to the side.

Chen Yang stood at the back of the box and couldn't see what was inside, but he smelled a familiar smell.

Qinzhou was frozen in place, as if he had seen something incredible.

Chen Yang hurriedly turned to the front of the box.

The contents of the box shocked him.

Snake slough!

Another snake skin!
Inside the box, there was a plastic bag, and inside the bag, sealed, was a huge snake skin.

At this moment, Chen Yang didn't know what to say. It was the same suitcase and the same snake skin, but he doubted whether these things were wholesale.

Qinzhou took out the snake skin. At the same time, there was a file bag under the box.

He picked up the briefcase, which was bulging, and must contain a lot of things.

At this time, Qinzhou was also a little confused. Chen Yang had shown him the same snake skin.

almost exactly the same.

(End of this chapter)