Roland has been looking for this strange energy for more than a year.

I have searched for temples inside and outside the county town and other people's ancestral temples, but I have gained nothing.

But I didn't expect that I could see it here.

But it’s strange why this energy sticks to other people’s scalp.

And this old man is bald.

It's quite greasy.

It’s not that Roland looked down on the old man. He knew that anyone who is at this age would have greasy skin.

But the problem is that he wants to "eat" this energy, and this thing is hanging on someone else's greasy scalp, which is a bit difficult to deal with.

Can't stutter.

If it were a young and beautiful girl, Roland could still bear it.

But the greasy old man should forget it.

Roland did not hide his entangled expression. After the old man asked, he found that Roland's strange gaze was on his head, and he was immediately displeased.

Most bald people are very sensitive to the eyes of others looking at their heads.

This old man is no exception.

"Young man, I'll ask if you are Jin Wenwen's family. What are you doing when you look at my head!"

Roland smiled apologetically and said, "I looked there unconsciously, sorry. In addition, neither of us is Jin Wenwen's family, and at most we can only be considered to be acquainted."

The old man's face is quite round and looks like a blessed person. He seemed even more unhappy when he heard this: "Do you know her family or have a phone number from her family?"

Roland shook his head, and Qi Shaoqiu shook his head too.

"It's not a lie to us, right?" Some young people behind said with a cold face: "Or they know that this woman likes to cause trouble, so they dare not admit it at all."

This is a bit overwhelming.

Qi Shaoqiu was also an ex-boyfriend after all. He leaned against the wall, staring at the strong young man, and said slowly: "I don't know whether she is provoking trouble, but I know that she is not out of danger yet. No matter who it is, she beats a woman like this, even if she is right, she will ignore it on the police. If you two of you attacked the person, injured her, chased her into the hospital, and even spoke ill of evil words, is there any brain problem?"

"you!"

The young man looked like a rebellious person. He pointed at Qi Shaoqiu and was about to curse.

The old man stopped him, which made the latter's expression quite depressed.

Then the old man looked at Qi Shaoqiu: "Young man, my son has a bit of a sturdy personality, please don't care. No matter what identity you and the injured are, if you know her family, please help me contact us. Let's talk about compensation. No one wants to make this happen in the bureau."

Qi Shaoqiu's face gradually turned colder, from leaning against the wall to standing with his hands on his chest: "You really hurt me."

"But it's not our fault." The old man said helplessly: "We father and son practiced the three moves and two moves passed down by our ancestors at home. She ran to the door and didn't say anything. She actually threw the portrait of our ancestor hanging in the house on the ground. We were so angry that we could only move."

Roland and Qi Shaoqiu were speechless.

In southern Xinjiang, many locals have large pieces of land at home and like to build a "house hall" in their homesteads, which is called the ancestral hall in the north, which is used to worship portraits of ancestors or one or two tablets of ancestors, which is one of the local customs.

Jin Wenwen threw the portrait of her ancestors on the ground when she came up. Even the god Daluo could not bear it.

"I wasn't beaten to death." Qi Shaoqiu felt quite surprised.

Then he felt a little embarrassed and stood leaning against the white wall again, not daring to look at people.

"Even if she had a lot of wrong things, we injured people and almost killed them. This is our fault." The old man seemed to understand the truth: "She was slapped and walked in a hurry, and ran away on an electric bike. We didn't catch up. We thought that she was probably seriously injured, so we came to the hospital to see her, hoping to find her."

"It hurts like this with just one palm!" Qi Shaoqiu looked up and down at the old man: "Do you practice the iron sand palm or the eagle claw skill?"

At this time, the young man stood up and said, "It was not my father who beat me, but I. After learning some Sanda, the little lady thought that it was like on TV. All the Chuanwu was no match for their Sanda and the Free Fighting Sect. Fortunately, I practiced the eagle claw technique. If I practiced the iron sand palm, she would not have the chance to enter the emergency room at all."

So awesome?

Roland was a little unbelievable.

But he subconsciously glanced at the old man's head and believed it again.

If you can use this energy, slap it and kill an individual, it doesn't seem to be a problem.

Qi Shaoqiu glanced at the old man, nodded slightly, and continued to stand.

Roland took the initiative to step forward and asked, "What kind of kung fu are you practicing?"

"Tietou Gong, what, what do you think?" The old man looked at Roland slantly.

The old man didn't like this man who stared at the "Mediterranean" as soon as he saw him.

Iron Head Kung Fu?

Roland now knew vaguely why this ball of energy appeared on the old man's head. He said, "No, just ask."

The old man ignored the two of them again, but the young man's eyes were always on Roland and Qi Shaoqiu.

He could see that these two were practiced.

Moreover, I know Jin Wenwen again, so the possibility of practicing is even greater.

He wanted to practice with his peers, but the current situation was obviously not the time to make such a request.

None of the four spoke. Not long after, the door of the emergency room was opened. Two nurses pushed the unconscious Jin Wenwen out and sent them to another hospital area.

Two other doctors came out with them.

One of them stopped, looked at Roland and asked, "Who is her family?"

After a while, Qi Shaoqiu sighed slightly and said, "I'm right."

"Yes, no, no, no, there is no reason to be considered." The doctor seemed quite unhappy.

"I haven't contacted her for several years. I just came to take care of her after seeing her injured."

The doctor was stunned for a moment, and his expression became quite strange. Finally, he said: "There are two ribs on the right side of her chest that were broken and pierced directly into her lungs. Although it was not deep, it seemed that she had been dragging it down for a long time and had not come to the hospital directly. She has become quite outstanding in her physique until now. In addition, her upper esophagus also has serious contusions, and it seems that she was beaten like this. If you think it is necessary, you can call the police to deal with it."

Hearing this, the old man and the young man immediately became nervous.

Qi Shaoqiu said lightly: "I understand, how is her situation now?"

"I've settled for the time being." The doctor replied, "But to be more secure, I'll stay in the ICU for two days to observe the follow-up situation. Now go to the counter to pay the ICU hospitalization deposit."

Qi Shaoqiu nodded.

The doctor then left, and there were quite a few patients in public hospitals, so he couldn't stay for too long.

Qi Shaoqiu said to the old man and the young man: "I don't want to pay too much attention to her affairs anymore. Helping her is just to do her best. If you have time, you can wait here. After I pay the money, I will go to the Sanda Pavilion to notify her relatives. At that time, you will talk to yourself."

Then Qi Shaoqiu went to the counter to pay the fee.

Roland looked at the old man and stared at the other party's Mediterranean again.

This little secret action was discovered by the old man, and he became even more unhappy.

After hesitating for a while, Roland asked, "Old man, will your hair lose when practicing iron head skills?"

The old man looked even more unhappy, and he was a little angry: "No! I'm just a genetics."

The young man stood two steps forward and looked at Roland quite unevenly.

He knew that his father was very sensitive to this matter. Ten years ago, his father still had more than a dozen hairs on his head. At that time, his father took care of these dozen hairs every day, and he was too caring for his family. He was not so careful when taking care of his family.

But there is no way for the flowers to fall, the hair will fall, and the head will be bald. This is God's will, and it is useless to care for it.

The hair falls off one by one, almost one falls every year. Now, ten years have passed, and the hair on the top of the head is gone.

Some people have a good mentality and are happy with a bald head, but some people can't do it. This old man is the kind of person who becomes irritable if he has a bald head and has a bad temper.

Seeing that both father and son were angry, Roland was not afraid.

He felt that these two people were not their opponents when they fought together.

"Don't be angry, I don't mean to mock you." Roland Yun said lightly: "I just want to learn Tietou Gong from you and can pay the tuition fee."

Roland was wondering if the old man had a ball of energy on his head, did he practice the iron-headed qigong?

At this time, Qi Shaoqiu happened to come back from paying the fee. He said unhappily: "Roland, I am not satisfied with learning Sanda and Miaodao techniques. I actually want to learn Iron Head Kung Fu? This is too greedy."

"Isn't it too good to suppress my body?"

The old man was not so angry when he heard that Roland wanted to become a disciple, but he still looked at Roland with his eyes slanted: "In this situation, let alone the Iron Head Kung Fu, even the Toad Kung Fu, I don't have the heart to teach you."

Roland smiled and said, "Then I have the chance to come to you again."

Then Roland and Qi Shaoqiu left.

When they left the hospital, both of them swept a shared bicycle and were about to ride it. Qi Shaoqiu asked, "I'll go back to find my little pickup truck first. By the way, do you really want to learn Iron Head Kung Fu?"

“A little interested.”

"Actually, this is popular kung fu, and I know how to practice it. You might as well continue to come to the sword museum. I will teach you, and I won't charge you money."

Roland shook his head: "It seems that you are not professional. People have no hair practiced, and yours is still black and thick."

"I'm not going to do anything at this moment... Forget it, I won't talk to you, idiot." Qi Shaobao suddenly became very frustrated: "Although you have started your education, you are a student of our Qi family. If you have time, come to our swordsmanship more often and chat."

“Yes.”

"Don't respond, but people won't come."

Qi Shaoqiu waved to Roland and left first on the shared bicycle.

Roland was very happy to find a new energy group, or perhaps even the reason for the energy group to be produced.

So, luck is very strange. I thought about it and took time to find it, but there was no clue at all.

I just wandered around and relaxed, but when I encountered something, I ran into it.

Very strange.

Roland walked on a shared bicycle and returned home with a smile. After lunch, the news popped up as soon as he opened the communication software.
Chapter completed!