The day when a bathhouse was opened in Japan

But on second thought, he might as well not develop it. It would be nice to have one more fairyland on earth and one less so-called tourist attraction full of the smell of copper.

"Wow, hot spring! Great, let's take a bath at night!" Xiaoqian said excitedly.

Zhao Wei's ears instantly pricked up, and he began to automatically imagine the evocative scene.

His lewd eyes betrayed him, in exchange for Xiaoqian's contemptuous eyes.

Qin Zheng said: "The water quality of this hot spring is very good. You can only drink this on the island. Natural mineral water."

The three of them continued to move forward, and Qin Zheng was in front of him along a winding path that was submerged in the wild grass and barely visible, with the gurgling hot spring stream beside him.

After walking for a while, a house appeared in front of it, surrounded by overgrown grass. At first sight, Zhao Wei suspected that he had seen the deep house compound transformed by the fox fairy in "Strange Tales from a Liaozhai Studio".

"Okay, it's finally here!" Qin Zheng led the three of them closer, only to see that the dark sandalwood door was mottled and looked very old.

Zhao Wei asked curiously: "Isn't this a deserted island? Then who built this house?"

"The master said that this house existed in ancient times. The disciples at that time found this place, built this house, and hid here to concentrate on cultivation. Later, this house has undergone many repairs, but it is still dilapidated now. It's gone." Qin Zheng stretched out his hand and pushed the door open, only to hear the sound of "creaking", Zhao Wei's goosebumps stood on end, the sound effect was so emotional, if a zombie appeared suddenly again, he would not be at all will be surprised.

Just thinking about it, a zombie suddenly turned out of the front corner!

I saw the zombie wearing a traditional double-breasted centipede buttoned mandarin jacket, tall and thin, with sunken cheeks and fleshless eyes, cloudy eyes, and a pale complexion. When he saw Zhao Wei and the others, the zombie showed a strange smile on his face, and stretched out a Pale and thin, his hands stretched out and walked towards the three of them.

Zhao Wei was shocked, but he reacted fairly quickly. He has been to the underworld anyway, and he still has a little mental capacity for this thing. I saw him throwing his backpack: "Where is the monster!"

After finishing speaking, he rushed up, kicked in the air, and kicked the zombie's face.

But the zombie directly grabbed Zhao Wei's feet, leaned back, and threw it backwards. Zhao Wei was thrown behind by this strange force. Fortunately, he reacted quickly and landed firmly. He rushed up, but the zombie had already turned around, and grabbed Zhao Wei.

Zhao Wei saw it clearly, suddenly he got short, pressed down, and stretched out his foot, which was a sweeping leg, but the zombie jumped nimbly, dodging the blow, and instead kicked sideways in the air, this kick The most important thing is Zhao Wei's weakness in the waist, he is fast and accurate.

Zhao Wei was secretly startled, he lifted his body up suddenly, his hands wrapped around his legs, and he pushed down with this force, his body turned over in the air, and his legs directly entangled the zombie's neck , the two fell down together.

"Okay, okay, stop fighting, it's all our own!" Qin Zheng called to stop.

When Zhao Wei and the zombie fought each other, they already knew that the other party was a big living person. How could the zombie have such flexible joints? I'm really sorry, I didn't hurt you!"

The zombie smiled honestly: "No, but you are so powerful. I really didn't expect that last move, and it ended up being tricked."

Qin Zheng came over and said, "Let me introduce. This is Zhao Wei, and that girl is Akane Hattori. This one's surname is Jiang. You should call him Brother Jiang."

Zhao Wei quickly cupped his fists: "Brother Zombie! I offended you just now, please don't be angry!"

Brother Zombie smiled and waved his hands: "It's okay, you're so strong, I'll ask you for more advice in the future." /> "It's so lively, did you practice right after entering the door?" Turning his head, he quickly called out, "Master!"

Chapter 4 Challenges

When Zhao Wei and Xiaoqian heard Qin Zheng calling "Master", they turned their heads at the same time, wanting to see what kind of person this old slut would be convinced to accept as a teacher.

I saw a kind-hearted middle-aged man walking over. He is not very tall, but his body is extremely thick. It is conservatively estimated that he is twice as thick as Zhao Wei.

The sound was so loud that Zhao Wei and Xiaoqian's eardrums buzzed, what a strong man!

Zhao Wei looked at the middle-aged man in surprise, he didn't expect the old bitch to worship someone so much younger than him as his teacher. He originally thought that the one who defeated the old bitch should also be an old man.

The middle-aged man walked over. Although he was extremely strong, he walked quietly, like a cat with its pads on its feet.

Zhao Wei and Xiaoqian looked at each other, thinking in their hearts: This person is so powerful.

"Hi, I'm Zhao Wei, and she's Akane Hattori. She doesn't speak Chinese, but I can translate. What's your name?" Zhao Wei stepped forward and clasped his fists.

Xiaoqian followed suit, stopped bowing, and clasped her fists together.

"My name is Qin Zhonghai, and I am Qin Zheng's father."

"Ah?" Zhao Wei did not expect that this master was Qin Zheng's father.

"I met a man from Japan before who claimed to be a descendant of Hattori Hanzo. I was very interested when I heard it. Hattori Hanzo is the descendant of Chinese immigrants. His ancestor's surname is Qin, which is my ancestor. Hattori The first-class ninjutsu was developed from the secret books handed down by the Qin family." Qin Zhonghai was very talkative, and he walked with Zhao Wei and the others while talking about the relationship between the Qin family's secret books and Hattori's ninjutsu. Xiaoqian listened to these translations, and these fresh contents made Xiaoqian very amazed that Hattori ninjutsu found its source in the long-established Chinese martial arts.

"Of course, hundreds of years have passed, and Hattori ninjutsu has been developed in Japan for hundreds of years. It is very different from its origin. However, if you want to go further, you need to return to the original." Qin Zhonghai said, "Taketo Hattori fought with me a few times, and I was lucky enough to win, so he wanted to worship me as his teacher and practice ancient ninjutsu. I saw his sincerity, so I accepted him as his apprentice."

Zhao Wei nodded: "So that's the case."

"He has practiced here for a period of time and has achieved great results, so he wanted to go back. Before leaving, he told me that he would let some of the apprentices he accepted in Japan also come to me to practice, that is you .”

Qin Zheng interjected, "However, when he returned to Japan, he found out that you had come to China, so he wrote to us and asked us to find you. That's how it happened."

Zhao Wei was depressed: You old bastard, you will really make trouble for me!

He told Xiaoqian what happened, and Xiaoqian was very happy: "Grandpa finally did something good!"

"..." Zhao Wei was speechless.

Qin Zhonghai led a group of people into the lobby. Although the outside was dilapidated, the inside was very clean. It seemed that someone had been specially hired to maintain it.

I saw Qin Zhonghai sitting on a grand teacher's chair in front of the lobby, behind him was an incense burner, and behind the incense burner was an ancient portrait, probably the legendary patriarch.

"You come here to offer incense to the patriarch. From then on, we are all in the same school. Your master is still Taketo Hattori, but he is in Japan and cannot teach. So during this time in China, you follow your uncle Qin Zheng. Well, she will teach you the basic cultivation techniques of our sect."

No way#paste is really an uncle!

Zhao Wei was extremely depressed. Looking at the girl who was younger than him, this "uncle teacher" really couldn't speak, but Xiaoqian called out generously: "Uncle teacher!"

The pronunciation was pretty standard, seeing that Xiaoqian had already spoken, Zhao Wei had no choice but to follow suit and shout: "Uncle Master..."

A smug smile appeared on Qin Zheng's face, and he deliberately dragged the ending sound "um", which seemed to be very enjoyable.

Over there, Brother Zombie had already prepared sandalwood. Zhao Wei and Xiaoqian lit the sandalwood with their hands, inserted it into the incense burner, and saluted the patriarch in the portrait.

After the ceremony, Qin Zhonghai stood up and said with a smile: "Okay, my martial arts of the Qin family is not decadent after all! By the way, the conditions on the island are limited, so you can live in a room with Xiao Jiang, and that Akane Hattori will live with Xiao Zheng." In the meantime, if there is anything you don’t understand, if you need anything, feel free to find me or Xiaozheng.”

At this time, Xiaoqian chattered something, Zhao Wei's expression changed, and he waved his hands hastily.

But Qin Zhonghai said: "What's the matter, just tell me, it's okay."

Zhao Wei had no choice but to say: "She said that she wanted to compete with you. She wanted to see how strong the master who defeated her grandfather was."

Xiaoqian has a straight temper, she opened her mouth and said, "Please!"

After finishing speaking, he bowed to Qin Zhonghai.

Qin Zhonghai was taken aback for a moment, how could he challenge the master's principles as soon as he got started?But Xiaoqian is a foreigner, maybe there are no such rules and regulations there, he nodded: "Okay, let's use it as an introductory guide!"

Zhao Wei told Xiaoqian that Qin Zhonghai agreed to compete, and Xiaoqian jumped up happily: "Yada!"

In the open space outside the hall, Qin Zhonghai had already taken off his mandarin jacket and was wearing bunt.

He punched at random first, his gestures were really chic and neat, he hit all over the field, the wind of the fist made a "dong dong" sound, steady and precise, and suddenly closed, just like a tiger returning to the mountain.