Chapter 1: The Mysterious Martial Codex

Wang Ke, who has been an admissions teacher in a technical school for five years, has a dream, hoping to be promoted and raised with his own efforts, become a general manager, become a CEO, marry Bai Fumei, and reach the peak of his life.

But this wonderful dream came to an end with that violent impact.

At this moment, the yellow Lamborghini, the panicked driving boy, the passers-by who covered their lips and exclaimed, the endless flow of traffic, the blue sky, white clouds, green grass, and green trees were frozen at the same time in Wang Ke's eyes, and finally fell into darkness together, and the only thing that could be perceived was that his body was still flying in the air.

I don't know how long it flew, Wang Ke finally fell heavily to the ground, the severe pain made his chest seem to be burning, his throat was sweet, and a mouthful of warm blood spurted out.

"Ahh

An exclamation came into Wang Ke's ears, he opened his eyes hard, and in the haze, he saw a white figure rushing towards him, with long hair fluttering under the high filial piety hat.

"Is it impermanence of the soul, it turns out that I am still dead!"

Wang Ke's mind flashed such a thought, his head tilted and fell into a coma again, and the last picture he saw was a mourning hall with a coffin parked, and a spiritual tablet that read "The position of the ancestor Wang Gonggong Yong".

The figure was a young girl in filial piety clothes, and her red and swollen eyes couldn't hide her beautiful face. She ran to Wang Ke, and when she saw that he was not awake with his eyes closed, she hurriedly helped him up, and scolded angrily while pressing the middle of the person: "Senior brother, in front of the master's spirit, how can you be so heavy-handed?!"

The man who was called the elder brother was in his twenties and looked good. He snorted coldly, moved his wrist, and said, "Senior sister, don't talk nonsense, it was the second junior brother who made the first move just now!"

"Master has already had his last words, the martial arts hall is handed over to the second senior brother, you refused to admit it as soon as you came, and you also ridiculed the second senior brother, if you didn't question the master, how could he attack you?" said the girl.

"Master has a will? I haven't heard of it, you and your second junior brother are childhood sweethearts, so you naturally talk to him. I'm also thinking about the martial arts hall, just his three-legged cat's kung fu, it's no wonder if he doesn't lose all the hard work of the master's life!" said the senior brother and turned to the two people who were watching and asked, "Zhang Jiaotou, Zhao Jiaotou, do you think this is the reason?"

The two looked at each other and didn't answer directly, but said, "It's not okay if the hall owner can't convince the public." In and out of his words, he already recognized the words of the senior brother.

The girl knew that the two external leaders had been bought by the senior brother, and wanted to continue arguing with them, but seeing that Wang Ke never came to her senses, she only glared at them angrily, picked up Wang Ke on the ground, and walked to the backyard.

Senior Brother watched Xia Xueqing's figure disappear coldly, turned his head to Zhang Long and Zhao Hu and said, "Thank you two sect leaders." ”

One of them smiled and said: "Thank you, thank you, they are all from the villagers, how can you not let a foreigner inherit the martial arts hall, right?"

The other person said: "Yes, Brother Shao had better snatch the Xia girl too, and save a flower and insert it on the cow dung." ”

The senior brother smiled lewdly and said, "I have this intention, otherwise I wouldn't have given such a heavy hand." ”

His face straightened, and he scolded the stunned blower next to him: "What are you doing, don't you hurry up and blow it!"

The beaters hurriedly began to blow and beat again, and the funeral music floated through the air again.

The senior brother showed a sad look on his face, and when he came to the mourning hall, he knelt in front of the coffin and cried bitterly: "Master, why do you say that you can leave!" But there was no tear in his eyes.

When he woke up again, Wang Ke found himself lying on a Chinese antique wooden bed. The curtain of white gauze hangs down, dividing the wooden bed and the room into two worlds, and the hollow carvings on the bed are full of ancient charm.

There were faint bursts of music in the ears, which seemed to be dominated by suona, mixed with the sound of gongs and drums. Wang Ke had never heard the tune, but he felt that it was somewhat similar to the sound of folk funeral music on TV.

"I'm not dead yet? Where is this? It can't be the special ward that the rich second generation who hit me arranged for me, but I haven't heard of any hospital with a ward decorated like this, and it doesn't smell of disinfectant at all." ”

Wang Ke was surprised in his heart, and wanted to get up to see what was going on, but he felt that he couldn't use his strength, so he had to continue to close his eyes and recuperate.

After lying down for a while, Wang Ke felt that the pillow under his head was a little hard, which made him very unaccustomed to sleeping on soft pillows. The strength on his body seemed to have regained some strength, so he reached out and touched his head.

It didn't matter if he touched it, but he touched a long hair, and he continued to touch it upwards and touched a bun, which suddenly shocked Wang Ke into a cold sweat, thinking that the white impermanence he saw in a trance just now came again, so frightened that he sat up violently despite his physical weakness.

Wang Ke sat up and found that he was wearing a set of ancient costume underwear seen in movies and television, and the slender hands were obviously not his own, he looked younger and more powerful, and there was a layer of calluses, and the tiger's mouth was still even worse.

He suddenly remembered a possibility and immediately checked his body.

This body is very strong, the six-pack abs and mermaid lines that once made him envious and jealous are clearly visible, and the original round face has also become a slightly pointed chin, and it is completely another person.

He pinched himself hard, it hurt, not dreaming.

"If it weren't for the rich second generation who gave me a brain transplant, then there was only one possibility, and that was me...... Crossed over!"

Wang Ke, who has undergone countless online novels, quickly found the most likely answer - crossing!

Although crossing is better than death, but thinking of his parents who can never see each other again, Wang Ke's heart is full of sentimentality, and he slams his body back on the bed.

"The rich second generation who hit me should pay a lot of money, and my parents can have a happy old age, I hope they don't be too sad and don't think of me from time to time. ”

Although he knew that his parents could not forget him, and the rest of his time would inevitably be spent in sadness, everything had become a fact, and no matter how much he complained, it would be useless, he could only think about the concerns of his previous life in a good place, and then began to think about his next life.

"It's supposed to be ancient, but I don't know exactly when or where, and I don't know if there are any thighs I can hug it. ”

Wang Ke then laughed self-deprecatingly, he is an admissions teacher at a technical school specializing in administrative management, he doesn't know anything about ancient literature and history, even if he knows which dynasty and which generation it is, he doesn't know whose thigh to hug, and as for the high-profit goods of glass wine, he doesn't know how to produce them, and there is really no use in traveling to this ancient world, unless he continues to do his old job of recruiting students.

"This ex is the same, he left me some memory fragments or something, so that I don't even know my identity, it seems that I can only pretend to have amnesia. Fortunately, buddy recruits are doing the job of fooling people, otherwise they wouldn't have to be gangsters. ”

"And these hands...... Wang Ke looked at the calloused hands again, and felt a chill in his heart: "It can't be the legendary unicorn arm, right?"

Wang Ke got up thoughtlessly and lifted the curtain, and everything in the room came into view.

The room is not big, only about ten square meters, but there are all kinds of furnishings such as tables, chairs, wardrobes, etc. There were a few clothes and a filial piety hat stacked on the corner couch next to the bed, and listening to the funeral music from outside, it should be that the owner of this body had some close relatives who had just died.

He was just about to get out of bed to take a look, when his hand inadvertently touched a book next to the pillow, and he picked it up and looked at it, with the words "Hong Fist" written on it.

"It turns out that this guy is practicing martial arts, no wonder the palm of his hand is so rough, it doesn't feel good if it's not a unicorn arm. ”

Wang Ke breathed a sigh of relief and opened the boxing book.

The boxing spectrum is illustrated and written, the record is very detailed, although the text is all traditional characters, it is very difficult for Wang Ke to write, but it is not too much of a problem to recognize, even if you encounter a few rare words, you can guess the difference.

But Wang Ke, who had only practiced Tai Chi as a fitness exercise, was like a book from the sky, threw the boxing book back on the bed after turning it from beginning to end, and sighed: "I really don't have the talent to practice martial arts, I can't understand these thirteen moves, so it's better to abandon martial arts and follow the text as soon as possible." ”

At this moment, a golden book suddenly appeared in Wang Ke's mind, with only two quaint seal books on the cover. The strange thing is that Wang Ke obviously doesn't know the seal book, but he knows that these two words are "martial arts".

The ancient book was automatically opened, and dense words and images quickly appeared on the originally blank pages, which were contained in the Nahong Fist Boxing Book!

However, in an instant, the thirteen moves recorded in the boxing book were all recorded, and then they automatically turned back to the first page and wrote two words on it: Hong Boxing!

When everything was done, the book was closed again, and it returned to its original original appearance again, turning into a golden light and slowly disappearing.

Wang Ke's eyes widened, he couldn't believe the scene just now. Just as he was startled, a wisp of the potion came in, and then he heard a soft footstep, and then the door was pushed open, and the pungent taste of the potion suddenly became more and more intense.

I saw a girl wearing filial piety clothes walk in, and the figure should be the "white impermanence" that she mistakenly thought.

The girl is only fourteen or fifteen years old, her figure has just grown, and her beautiful face has a thick sadness, which makes people feel distressed. Even though Wang Ke comes from the modern era of information explosion, he can't help but move when he sees such a pure girl. She held a porcelain bowl in her hand, and the contents of it were supposed to be the source of the spicy taste.

"The second senior brother woke up, lie down quickly, Hu Langzhong said that you are overly grieved, your heart is depressed, and you were beaten by the senior brother and vomited blood, you should have a good rest. ”

The girl said and walked quickly to the front, first put the decoction in her hand on the bedside table, and then reached out to help Wang Ke.

Wang Ke captured two pieces of information from the girl's words, one is that the girl is his junior sister, and the other is that he was injured by his senior brother before he crossed over, which is probably the reason for the death of his predecessor, but he has just checked it, and he does not look injured at all.

"Are you my junior sister?"

Wang Ke decided to perform the tricks that countless predecessors in the Crossing Realm had tried and tested, and asked directly.

The girl's hand stopped in the air, looked at Wang Ke inexplicably, and said after a while: "Second Senior Brother, what's the matter, do you even recognize who I am?"