"Old Liu has become a member of Weiye Capital in 10 villas. Have he become so rich and powerful?"

Ma Tai said with a grin, and his big hands like a palm-leaf fan made Liu Dexian tremble all over his body.

"Bund Manor, one million a day, I can live here in this life!"

There were juniors from these families who shouted in a low voice excitedly, and then the elders of the family were glared back.

"I'm not that generous, this is specially approved by Master Jiu.

He said that martial arts inheritance is a thousand-year plan, so the Bund Manor will be provided free of charge to the Bajiquan Association for use in the past month."

Li Qi frowned slightly when he heard this and couldn't help but sigh.

"Oh, poor, rich and powerful martial arts, a boxing technique has been passed down for hundreds of years. There are more than tens of millions of martial artists, all of which are money! Old Liu thanks Jiu Master for us..." Liu Dexian wanted to say that he could not thank Jiu Master if he wanted to thank him, but Ye Wei, but he didn't need to tell these people.

Liu Xuan and Liu Chen, brothers and sisters, took people to the villa to settle down separately. In the next month, they would learn the orthodox ancient Bajiquan around the "boxing book" Zong Cuilian.

Even in the tourist season, the Bund Manor is not so lively. Now there are so many people suddenly coming, and it feels like a bustling feeling.

Ye Wei stood on the top floor of Villa No. 1, looking at the scene of people coming and going in the manor, with a smile on his face.

And someone pointed at Ye Wei's side not far away, "Oh, Sister Liu Xuan, the villa over there is so big!"

"That is Villa No. 1, the home of the owner of the manor. During this time you have been here, you will be more polite when you meet people inside."

Everyone nodded when they heard this and couldn't help but look at Villa No. 1 a few more times.

Some people asked this question on Liu Chen's side, and Liu Chen also answered this way.

At three o'clock in the morning late at night, the courtyard of Villa No. 60 suddenly became bright.

More than a hundred people came here in a scattered manner and slowly gathered outside Villa No. 60.

The yard of Villa No. 60 has been cleared and transformed into a spacious open space.

A middle-aged woman who is not tall is practicing boxing in the open space.

Every move and every move she made was full of wind, and was accompanied by an inexplicable sound.

"The force produces wind and falls into the ground and takes root. It moves like a huge rock and goes down the mountain and is unstoppable. It is as quiet as a rock and as stable as Mount Tai. It turns out that what is written in the book is true!"

Li Qi widened his eyes, afraid that he would miss any details.

The younger generation around him was lying on the fence outside Villa No. 60, holding his cell phone in his hand and filming videos.

Xiao Wenqiu stood in the living room and looked into the yard through the window, feeling very complicated.

He blamed his brother for his own death, let alone being killed by his mother.

Although my mother was very busy since childhood, her family tutoring was very strict.

However, Xiao Wenchun was very rebellious and even more domineering. He didn't go home often since junior high school.

So Xiao Wenqiu became Zong Cuilian’s key training target, but his grandfather loved Xiao Wenchun very much at home.

This made Xiao Wenqiu have the idea of ​​killing his brother more than once.

"God is helping me, so I can't blame me."

Xiao Wenqiu said this, and a sneer appeared on his face.

If the people do not sue the officials, they will not investigate. Even if the murder case is solved, for the sake of the family business, I think the family will still protect their mother.

"I've seen the younger generation over there. Has anyone come up and tried two tricks with me?"

Suddenly, Zong Cuilian shouted loudly in the yard, but no one responded.

Zong Cuilian smiled coldly and said, "Since no one comes out, then we'll be here today."

As she said that, her thin body turned back to the living room, leaving a word before entering the room.

"Come here every day and watch it openly!"

The crowd outside suddenly bowed and shouted the same word, "Yes!"

"Oh, for the first time I know, squeezing, these two types of people actually rely on the explosive force of the legs to achieve the expected effect, and the feeling of exerting this force is so smooth!"

A young man kept making several moves, making a "bang bang" sound on his body, as if a force burst out from his back.

"I have taught you a long time ago. You guy didn't learn it. Now I know!"

A middle-aged man slapped the young man on the head and cursed, "Go back and find some rest. Who dares to go out to a nightclub this month? After you come back, you break your legs!"

Following the group of young people behind him, they all shrank their necks and said in unison, "I understand!"

In fact, they were all prepared in their hearts. They were born in the Bajiquan family and practiced Bajiquan since childhood.

There is a legend that there is a "boxing book" every fifty years, but I heard it since I was a child.

These young people were very excited to come here this time. As for going out to drink and play, they wouldn’t be so eye-poor.

When everyone dispersed, Ye Wei's figure appeared outside Villa No. 60.

Zong Cuilian stood at the door and was smiling at Ye Wei.

"Thank you!"

Ye Wei bowed, "You're welcome."

Zong Cuilian made a gesture of invitation, and Ye Wei stepped into the living room.

"Have you thought about it?"

Ye Wei asked directly after sitting down.

"Think about it!"

Hearing Zong Cuilian’s answer, Ye Wei explained.

"There are two ways to heal multiple personality. One is to kill one of the personalities and make the living personality the only personality.

The second type is to reach a consensus between two personalities and integrate them into a new personality.”

"Needless to say, I'll choose the second one!"

Zong Cuilian interrupted Ye Wei's words and said sincerely.

Ye Wei was not surprised at all, nodded and said, "I will use the silver needle to close the five senses, let you enter the inner world, and meet the other one. As for whether you killed her, she killed you, or you become a new person, this is not something I can control."

Xiao Wenqiu was on the side. He looked at his mother nervously and was at a loss for a moment.

He felt that he had two mothers since he was a child, one was the mother who taught him Bajiquan and the other was the mother who raised him.

"mom!"

Before Ye Wei was about to apply the needle, Xiao Wenqiu suddenly knelt down, kowtowed three times, and lay on the ground.

Zong Cuilian touched Xiao Wenqiu's head and said, "I killed your brother because he went wrong. Once the group falls into his hands in the future, it will be defeated in a few years.

And your brother is actually deliberately instigated by your grandfather.”

After saying that, she nodded slightly to Ye Wei. Ye Wei fell down with a needle, and Zong Cuilian closed her eyes and stopped talking.

After several consecutive needles, Ye Wei blocked Zhong Cuilan's five senses.

As for what will happen next, Ye Wei doesn't know.

He didn't know what kind of scene would be like in Zhong Cuilan's consciousness world.

The only thing Ye Wei is sure of is that as long as Zong Cuilian can wake up by herself, it will prove that one of the two personalities has disappeared.

Thinking of the word personality, Ye Wei suddenly recalled a sentence from his master.

"The human nature is destined to a person's luck. Some books unearthed in some ancient tombs are not allowed to be interpreted in modern times.

Among them is the argument of the three souls against the three squares.

That is to say, there are three types of personality, fate, and divine nature. Personality is the master of temper and nature. The master's attitude of dealing with people and their luck is related to their luck. The master of the three souls. To put it bluntly, the divine nature is related to the lifespan of a person."

Speaking of this, Ye Wei remembered that after the master finished speaking, his face suddenly became gloomy, as if he had thought of something unhappy.

At this moment, Ye Wei was standing beside Zong Cuilian. This woman was too short and sat down and was about the same height as a five-year-old child.

On one side was Xiao Wenqiu, kneeling on the ground. The living room was so quiet that time passed by minute by minute.

When the first ray of sunlight spread into the living room, Zong Cuilian opened her eyes and raised her hand to gently stroke Xiao Wenqiu's head.

"Silly son, get up."

Xiao Wenqiu was worried all night, and when he heard his mother's words, his whole body trembled, and he looked up at his mother in confusion.

However, Zong Cuilian looked out the window and said to Ye Wei who was standing in front of her.

"Mr. Ye, I'm sorry! I couldn't do what I said. That personality had collapsed. After I appeared, she actually hanged her.

But I inherited her memory, is this considered fusion or…” Ye Wei pondered for a moment and said with a wry smile, “Theoretically, both are fusions. A dead personality will leave memories, while a living personality will inherit this part of the memory.

The same is true for fusion, so the difference is not too big.

It’s just that if you blend that personality peacefully, your temper will change."

Zong Cuilian shook her head slightly when she heard this and said decisively, "I hate that personality temper. She looks decisive when she is soft inside and hard outside, but in fact she is indecisive!"

Ye Wei bowed slightly and said, "The treatment is over, it's time for me to leave."
To be continued...