Chapter 397: All beings are equal

The four Qin Yang sat in the room, waiting quietly.
Qiao Wei looked at Qin Yang with a strange look, her eyes flashing for a while, as if a flower had bloomed on Qin Yang's face.
Although Falcon and Peony were surprised at two points, it was only for a moment. They knew Qin Yang was a cultivator, and they were only surprised by the word hidden door.
They had been with Qin Yang for several years, and they didn't know how many times they had lived and died together, and they knew Qin Yang's superb abilities early. They just didn't know the specific origin of Qin Yang.
Qin Yang was very uncomfortable being stared at by Qiao Wei, and smiled helplessly: "What are you doing looking at me like this? There is no flower on my face?"
Qiao Wei snorted coldly: "You hid it deep enough, did you finally say it today, Hidden Gate, what's the origin of that? It sounds amazing?"
Qin Yang was a little helpless, but when he said this, he was not prepared to conceal Qiao Wei again, and his identity as a practitioner is actually not a shameful thing. He kept a low profile in school, but didn't want to be stared by tens of thousands of students with strange eyes. That's it.
Qiao Wei is Wen Yuyan's best friend, and sooner or later she will know her identity, so Qin Yang didn't avoid her just now.
"Do you know the practitioners of China?"
Qiao Wei was stunned, her eyes lit up suddenly: "Are you a practitioner?"
Qin Yang gave a hum, and then smiled bitterly: "You think that an ordinary person who can fight a long street with a knife and a stick with rich experience in fighting, even if he has practiced fighting skills, his double fists are hard to beat four hands. "
Qiao Wei was stunned, with a regretful look on her face: "Yes, why didn't I think about it? I was still shocked at the time. How could this guy hit so much? He was hit by a steel roller on his back. It turned out to be just a little bit of trauma, some redness and swelling, which is totally unreasonable, I am really a pig head!"
Qin Yang was amused by Qiao Wei's words and couldn't help laughing.
Qiao Wei was ridiculed by Qin Yang, and she suddenly became a little bit irritated: "Smile, you guy, you are not honest at all. You keep keeping me in the dark, so you are ashamed to laugh!"
Qin Yang raised his hands and forcibly reduced the smile on his face: "Okay, I won't smile, don't smile...haha..."
Qin Yang couldn't help but laugh again before he finished speaking. Qiao Wei was so angry that she stretched out her hand and slapped Qin Yang's arm hard: "Don't laugh, tell me what the hidden door is. ?"
Qin Yang narrowed his smile and explained: "The practitioners have many families or sects, and their practice methods are different. Well, you can understand it as the ancient sects of the rivers and lakes. Each sect has its own unique martial arts. Learning, the hidden door is a very unique one, and the hidden door can be summarized in eight characters."
Peony, who was listening to the side, couldn't help but interject and asked, "Which eight characters?"
Qin Yang raised his chin slightly, his face showed a bit of pride that could not be concealed: "Eternally hidden door, a single pass!"
"One pulse single pass, what do you mean?"
Qin Yang explained: "That is, there is only one disciple in each generation, one by one, and so on."
Qiao Wei's eyes widened in surprise: "Just one, then I'm not afraid of some accidents that will cause the inheritance to be broken."
Qin Yang smiled and said: "Naturally there are other ways to prevent the inheritance from being broken. In history, there have indeed been multiple deaths of hidden disciples that caused the inheritance to be interrupted, but in the end they were all continued."
"That's really amazing. By the way, your master is a practitioner, so are Yuyan's parents also practitioners?"
Qin Yang smiled and said, "Aunt Qiu is, but Uncle Wen is not."
Qiao Wei let out a cry, and suddenly her eyes lit up: "You are so powerful, then I will ask you for help if I have any difficulties in the future."
Qin Yang smiled freely: "Okay."
While chatting, Qi Hong walked in, sat down opposite Qin Yang, and said politely: "Mr. Qin, don't you know if Master Ling is okay?"
Qin Yang smiled and said, "I worry about it. My master eats well and sleeps well. Everything is worry-free."
Qi Hong sighed: "Twenty years ago, Mr. Mo entered Zhonghai alone, and he was in the same limelight. That kind of tolerance has made countless people feel disappointed. I once had a deal with Mr. Mo, although it was only a one-sided relationship. But I have always kept it in my heart and dare not forget..."
Qin Yang asked curiously: "Can you ask Lao Qi what is your dealing with my master?"
Qi Hong's eyes showed a look of reminiscence: "Back then, I was just an outside disciple who was insignificant. Mr. Mo came to our elder to talk about things. I was helping to run errands. I had an accident. My feet have been lame. I took Mr. Mo to work. After about a long time, when the matter was over, I left, but Mr. Mo stopped me, took the initiative to look at my feet, helped me with acupuncture, and gave it back I prescribed medicine..."
Qi Hong’s face showed a look of admiration and excitement:
I’m just an insignificant disciple of the thief, but because I led Mr. Mo to do some trivial things, Mr. Mo estimated that seeing my lame, he helped me heal my feet. In order to collect money, you must know that at that time Zhonghai regarded Mr. Mo as the reincarnated Hua Tuo. I don’t know how many high-ranking officials were willing to spend a thousand dollars to ask Mr. Mo to treat his illness once, but he was willing to treat me as an unknown soldier."
"Perhaps Mr. Mo is doing whatever he wants, or it seems that I am too pitiful, maybe it is just a matter of effort, but anyway, to me, Mr. Mo is like the sun in the sky, and I am just an ant on the ground. , But he talked and laughed with me during that half day, did not look down on me at all, and finally took the initiative to help me heal my injuries, this kindness I dare not forget for the rest of my life!"
Qin Yang smiled and nodded: "So, in the eyes of my master, there is no distinction between high-ranking officials and ordinary people. They are all equal, but whether they are willing to take the initiative to treat the disease depends on his mood, and has nothing to do with others."
After a short pause, Qin Yang asked, "Old Qi, what position are you in the thief right now?"
Qi Hong said with a shame on his face: "I am not talented enough to become a practitioner, so I have never entered the inner gate, but because of my age now, I am mixed with the position of the master of the Zhonghai Branch of the Pirate Sect..."
Qin Yang smiled and said, "That's not bad. How many apprentices are offering you~EbookFREE.me~ Qiao Wei snorted coldly. She is a policeman, and the Qi Hong in front of me is from Zhonghai Thief. Thief ancestor, how does this make her look at him pleasing to the eye?
Qin Yang naturally noticed Qiao Wei's reaction, but he ignored her. In this world, there are three schools of thought, each with its own way of life. Even if you want to manage it, can you manage it?
Anyway, you are responsible for paying for what you do yourself, that's fine.
The thief steals money, the police catch the thief and do their own things.
At this moment, the 30-year-old man who opened the door came in with two young people. Those two young people were the two people Qin Yang and others met on the road before, but both of them had two on their faces. The points are unnatural.
Qi Hong saw the two of them and turned his head and smiled: "Sneer, you stinky kid doesn't have eyes when stealing things. Get them out quickly. Mr. Qin said, as long as you return to the original owner, you will not be held accountable. "
When the two young people heard Qi Hong say this, they looked at each other, and the sneered young man in the lead scratched his head and said embarrassingly: "That thing...that thing, we broke it..."