Out of the medical hall, Xin Han looked at the wound on his leg that was stitched with satisfaction, and I have to say that the medical clinic that the rickshaw driver found was really good, and the combination of Chinese and Western styles could actually stitch up the wound, so that he could recover in a few days.

The young man who attacked the fat man in Japan last night was Xin Han, who had just arrived in this world, he was injured in the leg, but he had no money for treatment, so he could only find something to rob the rich and help the poor.

That Japanese fat man is really worth a lot of money, there is no ocean and yen on his body, a thick pile of pounds, roughly counted more than 20,000, and I don't know what the fat man does, but this has nothing to do with himself, anyway, little Japan deserves to be killed, and the slinger made of stainless steel is not a vegetarian, and it is important to go to Jingwumen to learn art next.

After a night of recuperation, and the wound has been stitched up, walking is no longer so difficult for him, such as walking slowly will not make people see the horse's feet.

Looking at a tattered dress, Xin Han first found a dress shop, slapped a few pounds on the counter under the eyes of the clerk looking at the homeless man, and immediately got God's treatment, and soon changed into a suitable suit.

Looking at himself in the mirror, who was a hundred times more energetic than before, Xin Han smiled with satisfaction.

"Outside, outside, the hero Huo Yuanjia is buried today, and the famous boxer is going to challenge the Jingwumen."

Is it still late, looking at the newspaper in his hand, Xin Han frowned slightly, he originally wanted to stop Huo Yuanjia's martial arts competition, it seems that as soon as he enters this world, the plot begins, and now Chen Zhen should get the news in Japan, and he will return to Shanghai in a few days.

Although it is only a movie world, Xin Han still regrets the death of Huo Yuanjia, a generation of grandmasters can't escape the Japanese plot after all.

I don't know what to give to the funeral in this era, but Xin Han still bought some ingots and candles, asked passers-by about the location of Jingwumen, and chose Huo Yuanjia to visit after being buried.

Huo Yuanjia's death in Shanghai is a big deal, but in addition to his life friends, it can be said that the once prosperous Jingwumen is now full of people.

Because all Shanghainese know that Huo Ye, who was invincible in Jinmen back then, was defeated and lost to the Japanese.

When Xin Han came to Jingwu Gate, there was a white sail hanging in front of the door, and only one disciple stood at the door with his head down, and hurriedly stepped forward when he saw someone visiting: "May I ask who you are?" ”

Xin Han hugged his fists: "In Xia, Xin Han came back from abroad to worship Master Huo to learn martial arts, but I didn't expect Master Huo to have such a thing, so I came to condole." ”

The disciple saw Xin Han in a suit and leather shoes, as if he was a person with status, and he came to mourn the master, so he had a good impression, and politely replied: "It turned out to be Mr. Xin, it's good if you call me Ah Biao, I am a disciple of Jingwumen, come inside, please, I will introduce you to the senior brother." ”

"Senior brother, there is a gentleman from a foreign country who said that he wants to mourn the master." Walking into the Jingwu Gate, Ah Biao asked Xin Han to wait and went to report by himself.

"The visitor is a guest, and the visitor is invited."

Xin Han knew that it must be Huo Yuanjia's son Huo Tingen who spoke, and it was up to him to decide whether he could enter the Jingwu Gate to practice martial arts, so he immediately tidied up his clothes and walked into the hall of the Jingwu Gate with a gift.

In the center of the hall was the portrait of Huo Yuanjia, incense and candles were around, and a young and handsome man stood in the center of a group of disciples, and next to him was an uncle dressed as a businessman who was looking at him with a puzzled expression, he knew that these two people were Huo Tingen and Nong Jinsun.

Xin Han arched his hand: "I have admired Master Huo's prestige for a long time, but I didn't expect to hear the news of Master Huo's death just after returning to China, hey."

"Please also pay your respects." Xin Han rubbed his eyes with his fingers that had been dipped in chili water before, and his eyes immediately turned red, and tears crackled and fell.

His cry immediately infected many people, and many disciples couldn't help but cry together, and at the same time, their impression of Xin Han was very good.

A disciple came up and accepted Xin Han's gift, the gift money: "Hey, senior brother, look." ”

Huo Tingen and Nong Jinsun were stunned at the same time, the things sent by Xin Han were not only complete with gifts, but also rich in gifts, only to see a thick pile of banknotes, printed with an unknown foreign old man.

"What is this?" Huo Tingen was a little puzzled, what kind of gift money is this?

Nong Jinsun gasped: "This is the pound, which is British money." ”

A disciple asked curiously, "Is British money valuable?" ”

"It's worth a lot of money, enough to buy several Jingwu Sects." As soon as Nong Jinsun said, the other disciples also gasped at the same time.

"Mr. Xin, isn't that too much?" Huo Tingen was a little shocked, not knowing whether the money should be collected or not.

"Eh~ I'll talk about the gift money later, since I'm here to worship Yuanjia, let this brother give Yuanjia incense first." Nong Jinsun stopped Huo Tingen.

Now the Jingwu Sect is a time of crisis, out of the original disciples, there are no people who come to practice martial arts, so there is no financial source, such a sum of money can just help the Jingwu Sect tide over the difficulties, as for whether it can be collected, it depends on the purpose of the young people coming here.

"Please incense!" Some disciples handed over the incense candles, and those who came to worship according to the rules should put on three sticks of incense, bow three times, and then the family members replied before the ceremony was completed.

"Wait, I have something to say before the incense."

Nong Jinsun had a sure look on his face, and he knew that this young man must have something else to say.

"Oh? I don't know what Mr. Xin has to do, just tell me face to face. Huo Tingen didn't think Xin Han was making trouble, but he couldn't guess what Xin Han meant.

"When I was in England, I heard of Master Huo's prestige, and the strong men who defeated Britain and Russia were even more famous abroad, and I have long been yearning for it.

As soon as he told Huo Yuanjia about his life, the disciples of the Jingwu Sect felt that their faces were bright, and Huo Tingen had a great impression of Xin Han.

"There is a reluctant invitation below, I don't know if I can worship Master Huo as a teacher, let me be a disciple and kneel down." Xin Han sincerely put forward the idea of apprenticeship.

"How can this work, my father has passed away, this" Huo Tingen was stunned for a moment, and was about to refuse, but was stopped by Nong Jinsun on the side.

"Why not, I don't think it's easy for this little brother, he made a special trip back from abroad, and he even sold his family property, do you still let the family go back." Nong Jinsun shook his head, feeling that Huo Tingen didn't know how to be flexible.

"But"

"It's nothing, since the little brother is sincere, you can accept the apprentice on behalf of your father and let him stay and practice martial arts in the Jingwu Sect."

Xin Han really wants to hug this old man and kiss him a few times now, it's too powerful, isn't this just a brother with Chen Zhencheng.

He was not stupid enough to borrow a donkey from the slope, so he immediately bowed his hand: "Meet the senior brother." ”

Huo Tingen looked at the pound sterling in his hand, and remembered that the woman he liked was still waiting for money to redeem him, since he came in the name of his father, and his father also said that he had taken in the past.

"Okay, today I will accept apprentices on behalf of my father, and accept you as a closed disciple of my father Huo Yuanjia, and stay to learn kung fu in the future, this gift money is considered tuition."

"Huo Laosi's closed disciple 'Xin Han' stepped forward and bowed." Nong Jinsun, as Huo Yuanjia's friend, was the only elder here, so he drank apprenticeship tea instead of Huo Yuanjia.

Xin Han respectfully kowtowed to Huo Yuanjia's portrait three times, put on three incense sticks, and had no resistance to Huo Yuanjia kneeling down to him, not to mention the national hero, that is, Huo Gong's martial spirit is worthy of his few rings.

"Xin Han has seen all the senior brothers, senior sisters." After the apprenticeship ceremony, Xin Han was considered a member of the Jingwu Sect, and a group of senior brothers were very enthusiastic about him, and arranged a place for him to live.

Xin Han's enthusiasm soon won the favor of many of his fellow disciples, and Huo Tingen and Nong Jinsun also looked at him differently.

Knowing that Xin Han's thigh was injured, Huo Tingen also specially took out the wound medicine of Jingwumen to retreat the wound for him, and the wound basically healed two days later, and he also began to help the brothers and sisters to greet some Huo Yuanjia's old people who came from afar.

On the third day after he joined Jingwumen, the head of Hebei Nijiaquan came to visit.

"Senior Brother Ah Biao, is this Master Ni a friend of the master? How does it look murderous. Xin Han asked in a low voice from the back of the crowd.

Ah Biao pouted: "What kind of friend, it's just a rat who wants to challenge our Jingwu Sect to earn some fame while the master has just gone, okay, you are watching here, I still have to go to the door to wait to receive guests." ”

"This is the person who sent the challenge book a few days ago, and those who are not good at coming will not come." The female disciple Xiao Hui sighed, her eyes full of worry.

"Boy, be clever for a while, let's see how the senior brother teaches him." The person who spoke patted Xin Han's chest.

This person's name is Ah Xiang, Xin Han, who knows the plot, knows that he is the traitor of Jingwumen, and he doesn't have a good impression of him at all, so he just nodded and didn't speak.

At this moment, Xin Han didn't pay attention to what Huo Tingen was talking about with that Master Ni, but swept his eyes over the door from time to time, because he knew that Chen Zhen was coming back.