Hearing Wang Jingzhe's words, do you want to die? Han He didn't respond. He said with a smile: "I definitely don't want to die, but it's hard to say about you. I heard that in the manor in the suburbs of Beijing, you led Yao Que to block the slaves in my family. There is something you may not know. Those slaves were trained by my boredness when I was free. Now that the slave is not here, the master is here, can you still lead Xiang Que? You think it's useless, because Han Guanhai was so crazy that he gave you the opportunity to use God to beat him. Of course, I won't do such crazy things. You don't have a chance. From now on, whenever you move your fingers and toes, I will interrupt you wherever you move. I'll see how you can hit you."

Wang Jingzhe's face turned gloomy. Although this guy who was like a white roe deer couldn't tell that he had any master style, he definitely didn't think that the other party was bragging about anything else, just because he dared to block the gate of Gujingguan.

"Are you going out to tie your hands and wait for death, or will I go in and take you out? You can be more proactive and avoid some physical pain. If you passively, I will be more promiscuous. If I am unhappy, I will naturally have to vent my anger on you."

Wang Jingzhe remained silent for a moment, but his confidence came from nowhere and said, "Then come in."

Han He looked up at the three words "Auntie Guan at the gate", frowned with his hands behind his back, and said, "It's said that the Gujing Guan was like this more than 20 years ago, but I didn't feel anything special. The mountain gate was broken like this, and the disciples in this temple didn't feel embarrassed..."

After Han He said that, he stepped on one leg, raised his right leg over the threshold under the gate, and was about to step in. Suddenly, a faint voice came from the hall.

"go out!"

Han He's legs paused, his eyes drifted to the hall, and he saw a man wearing an old Taoist robe with black and white hair walking out, and walked a long way away and said while walking: "There is no saying that the visitor is a guest. If you don't ask, you will be considered as stealing, and if you don't ask, you will be considered as a thief. The treatment of the thief in Guanli is to break your legs, so you have to think of whether to step in the leg, and if you step in, you want to take it back, but it's too late, you don't have the chance to take it back."

Han He's legs were stiff in the air, neither retracted nor fell, and he just stood still. He squinted his eyes and asked, "Who are you? As far as I know, there are no one in Gujingguan."

"You don't have to worry about who I am, I just care whether you come in or not..."

Han He felt a little hesitant in his heart. There were many guys who pretended to be a master, but it was the first time he saw that the Taoist priest in the view looked even worse than the scammers who dressed up in the streets and alleys outside. He was too ordinary, like a down-and-out Taoist Taoist priest who was in a dilapidated Taoist temple without incense and then waited for death in his twilight years.

Where do so many seniors come from in this world? They don’t exist at all.

Han He just hesitated for a moment and then let go of the hesitant thoughts in his heart. He stared at the other party with his right leg "splashed" and landed on the ground, just passing the threshold.

It was quiet inside and outside.

Han He waited for a few seconds, and saw that nothing was wrong, he became a little annoyed by his carefulness just now. He stretched his neck and said, "You are scaring me?"

The eldest gentleman ignored him and came to Wang Jingzhe with his hands behind his back, whispering: "You can learn without a teacher by reading a book a hundred times, but it may not be possible to understand it all, so if there are any problems, you have to take a closer look."

Wang Jingzhe felt that this sentence seemed familiar. After thinking about it for a while, he remembered that this was the inexplicable sentence that the eldest gentleman explained to him earlier when he had dinner.

Wang Jingzhe didn't understand why, but he nodded and said, "Thank you, Mr., for your teachings, I know."

"Okay, look carefully." After the big man finished speaking, his right hand, which was behind him, was casually stretched out, and his left hand was still on his back.

"The nine characters of Taoist Mantra come from Ge Hong's "Baopuzi Nei Chapter·Dengshe", saying: When entering the Jia Jia, you should know the secret blessings of the Six Jias. Those who are fighting each other will move forward in an array. All nine characters should be secretly prayed for them, and everything is ok..." As the eldest Mr. said that, a handprint slowly formed on his hand. The slow motion that seemed to be lowered by the camera, the traces were clearly visible. Wang Jingzhe immediately widened his eyes, his pupils contracted and stared at Mr. Big's gestures.

"It means to be a wise king's hand seal, which means not moving and not moving when things happen, not moving and not confused. The soldier is the Great Vajra wheel seal, and the action is as fast as a dart in the Three Worlds, and pinch the heart mantra of the Ming king... Acting for the treasure bottle seal, reciting the heart mantra of the Morizhitian." "You have a good eye on these nine hand seals. It is important to the body and mind, and sign language is the same." The last word of the Great Mr. Da fell, and Han He had already stepped in with another leg. He happened to hear the Great Mr. Da say again: "In addition to being happy, the most important thing to pay attention to is to do it. For example, if I say that breaking his legs, you must never break his arms."

"Swoosh"

"Swoosh"

Wang Jingzhe clearly felt two strong winds blowing from his body, and two waves seemed to ripple in the air in an instant, extending an invisible straight line and sweeping towards the Taoist temple door.

Han He's feeling was particularly wonderful and puzzled at this time. He first heard two crisp "cracks" sounds coming from under him. Then he felt that the person's body shortened, and his body involuntarily fell into the front, and then he hit the ground hard.

Han He, who was lying on the ground, raised his head blankly, thinking about getting up from the ground, but he found that his legs suddenly became out of control and could not use any force, so he subconsciously looked down.

Han He saw that his pants were torn and two holes were poked.

Han He saw two of his calf bones sprouting out of his flesh, revealing the white bone stubble.

Han He rarely saw blood on his legs slowly flowing to the ground.

Only then did Han He realize that his legs were really broken.
Chapter completed!