Published at 2nd of May 2021 04:12:48 PM

It was a cold winter night. The sky was black and purple, and the earth was silver and white. Yuan Qi came out of a tavern and walked into a quiet street with some intoxication.

It was his thirtieth birthday.

Yuan Qi, 30, is still a third rate figure in the Jianghu.

In terms of appearance, he is ordinary and not handsome.

As for wisdom, he knows the truth, but he is not intelligent.

As for martial arts, he is better than the average person. Unfortunately, his master, like him, is a third class person. He can only teach him some basic Kung Fu.

In a word, he is a man of mediocre appearance, wisdom and martial arts.

In the Jianghu, people like him will never make an appearance.

If someone said to him at that time, "you can be the leader of the Wulin in the future", he would think this was a joke or even a mockery.

However, someone really said that, he was a blind fortune teller with a stooped body and a sore face.

On this cold winter night, the blind man was still sitting at a shabby square table on the side of the road, holding a long banner, waiting for the guests to come.

Yuan Qi, who was passing by, saw the blind man and went to sit at the table.

"It's dark, sir." Yuan Qidao.

"So what?" the blind man's voice was very strange. It was very hoarse, as if someone was pinching his neck.

"There are no more people on the street." Yuan Qidao.

"I know." The blind man replied, "I can hear that."

Yuan Qi smiled and shook his head: "Sir, I have some loose silver here, you take it back"

"I'm not a beggar." The blind man knew yuan Qi's meaning, and he interrupted him directly.

Yuan Qi left his mouth and felt that the blind man was a bit ungrateful, but on second thought, he also felt that the blind man had some character.

"Then please give me a divination." Yuan Qi thought about the way.

"Yes, what do you want to ask?" asked the blind man.

"Ah" Yuan Qi smiled.

He didn't want to be anything, but the blind man was still blowing on the street. So I want to give him some money to go back.

But at present, he doesn't want to calculate, so yuan Qi casually replies, "then I'll ask about my future."

For fortune tellers. Yuan Qi also knows that this is the skill of speaking. He pays attention to the observation of words, the observation of colors and the specious.

It's not easy to make a living like this. In the face of different people, we should have different ways to deal with them. If you want to eat this bowl of rice, you have to prepare at least a few dozen sets of established sayings; not only do you have to recite them thoroughly. You have to be flexible. If you say it well, it's not hard to earn some money for a living; if you say it wrong, it's light to get no reward, and it's common to be beaten and scolded.

Yuan Qi has been wandering in the Jianghu for many years and has dealt with all kinds of sects. He knows a little about them. At this moment, he doesn't want to embarrass the blind man, so he asks an "entry-level" question. I wish I could hear him boasting a few words.

But

"OK." Said the blind man, stretching out his hands. "This guest, let me touch your face."

Yuan Qi looked at the blind man's rough and thin hands, shook his head and smiled bitterly: "OK."

He is a man of five big and three rough. He is really not afraid of being taken advantage of by the blind man. Just touch him.

So yuan Qi led the blind man's hand and put it on his temples.

In addition, Yuan Qi was surprised that the blind man's hands were warm, not as cold as he thought, and they were also powerful, giving a sense of thickness that was not consistent with his appearance.

Soon. The blind man touched yuan Qi's forehead, cheek, chin, even the top of his head and the back of his ear, and then took back his hand.

"Ah" Yuan Qi looked at the blind man and said nothing, then he concluded that the other side was ready to start mystifying. He smiled. "How about sir?" he asked

"What you ask is the future, then I'll show you a future." the blind man replied in a deep voice, "since today, you have been practising martial arts and wandering in the Jianghu as usual. Within ten years, there will be no more than three people in the whole Wulin who can match you. Then. If you still don't deviate from the right path, the position of the leader of the Wulin is also in your pocket. "

When Yuan Qi heard this, he was stunned for a long time, then he came back and laughed: "ha ha ha ha ha" he couldn't open his eyes. "This gentleman, ha ha, according to you, as long as I practice martial arts diligently and don't do evil, at most ten years later, I will become a tyrant"

the blind man didn't answer his question, but instead asked him a question: "now Day, but your birthday "

" MMM "Yuan Qi was shocked when he heard the words, and then he was a little suspicious. He said," exactly "

he didn't know how the blind man guessed that today's his birthday. He only knew that it wasn't such a mental problem as" what's the trouble in your life recently ", but the fact that the probability of guessing was less than one-third.

"Good" got the answer, the blind man said a "good" word in a high voice, and then said, "it seems that this is providence."

He said two inexplicable words, and then suddenly caught yuan Qi's left arm on the table.

At this moment, Yuan Qi's wine had waked up for the most part. He took a breath of cold air and let his brain wake up for a few times: "what do you mean, sir?"

"since you were 12 years old, you have only worshipped one master and learned four and a half sets of Kung Fu in him, four of which are inferior ones." the blind man suddenly said to himself.

Yuan Qi, on the other hand, was shocked because what he said was no different from the actual situation. So at the age of 12, his father invited an old boxer who was very famous in the county, and asked yuan Qi to bow down to the gate, and then he abandoned Wen and followed the martial arts.

Of course, the boxer's "name" is only limited to the county seat of Yuan Qi's family; when it comes to the Jianghu, it's a third class person. But it's fortunate that the teacher's father is impeccable even though his martial arts are limited. He gave yuan Qi all his money and strict supervision. Before his death, he also handed over half of his master's Secret collection to Yuan Qi.

"Who are you?" Yuan Qi asked in amazement. "How can you know"

the blind man ignored yuan Qi's words, grabbed his arm and said: "the half set of Kung Fu you failed to practice is called life Chen Xuan Kung Fu. It's a kind of miraculous skill that has been lost for a long time. "

While the blind man was talking, Yuan Qi only felt that a stream of heat was poured in from his arm and ran in a specific mode in his meridians. The blind man said calmly, "every year, life chenxuan can only enter the country once, and the time to enter the country must be on the day of the cultivator's birthday.". Once you miss that day. The Xuangong skill that the cultivator had practiced for a whole year before will be lost. "

Hearing this, Yuan Qi heard a buzzing sound in his head, and almost fainted after turning his eyes.

It is obvious that Yuan Qi has practiced "mingchenxuan skill" and studied it very hard. Even though he didn't know it was a kind of peerless magic skill or even what his kung fu was, he still could see that the mental skill in the "half secret collection" was much more profound than some martial arts taught by Shifu.

Anyone who wanders in the Jianghu is ambitious. Yuan Qi is also very clear that, for a person who is still very mediocre at the age of 30, that half of the secret collection may be the last hope for him to stand out.

However, in the past few years. No matter how hard he tried to practice that half set of mental skills, he failed to improve his ability. I feel that it's better to practice those basic Kung Fu. At least I can feel that my strength is getting stronger step by step.

To this day, after listening to the blind man, Yuan Qi finally knows the secret hidden in the half secret collection.

Yuan Qi, the elder, has changed his name for the blind man because he knows that the man in front of him is not a fortune teller, but the only one he has ever seen in his life.

"Speak less." The blind man interrupted him again, "remember the trend of my kung fu with your heart, which is not in your half secret collection"

yuan Qi heard. Close your eyes immediately and remember with concentration.

He is a man with bad luck, so he knows better to seize the opportunity firmly!