Lao Mo refers to the Moscow restaurant located outside Xizhimen. The main entrance is a revolving door. Enter through the revolving door, go up the steps, and enter a palace-like world.

A seven-meter-high roof, a gorgeous gilded chandelier, and four large bronze pillars standing in the center like a backbone. A waiter wearing a black "Bragi" dress and a pure white apron stood beside the table, which was covered with

There is a light yellow tablecloth with tall glasses and dark red square napkins.

Even from the perspective of future generations, Lao Mo is both gorgeous and noble, yet simple and solemn.

Zhong Yuemin had been waiting at the door for a long time. When he saw Yang Mu arriving, he immediately stepped forward to greet him and welcomed Yang Mu into a private room. As soon as he entered the door, Yang Mu saw a middle-aged man sitting in the room without anger or authority.

Yang Mu naturally knew that this was Zhong Yuemin's father Zhong Shanyue.

When Yang Mu saw Zhong Shanyue, a word immediately flashed in his mind: Iron-blooded Confucian General.

"Zhong Shanyue has met Mr. Na San." Zhong Shanyue imitated the manner of a Jianghu man and said, cupping his hands.

"Senior Zhong shouldn't be called like this. Senior, let's call him Damao." Yang Mu said.

Yang Mu also thought about how to call Zhong Shanyue. Calling him an official would make him seem too distant; calling him Uncle Zhong would make him look too shabby. Yang Mu finally chose to call him senior, which would neither seem distant nor look too shabby.

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"Okay, then I'll ask you to serve Damao. Damao, sit down." Zhong Shanyue asked Yang Mu to sit down and asked Zhong Yuemin to pour tea. After Yang Mu sat down, Zhong Shanyue asked straight to the point: "What's wrong with me?"

You, the Thirteen Taibao of Forty-nine Cities, are very curious. Dare you ask Damao, is Nan Xiaodu, one of your Thirteen Taibao, the descendant of Du Xinwu and Du Shenwei?"

"No. Senior Zhong must have investigated the Thirteen Taibao of Forty-Nine City. Since Senior Zhong is so straightforward, I will tell you straight away. I made up the Thirteen Taibao of Forty-nine City to deceive people." Yang Mu said directly and straightforwardly.

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In front of Zhong Shanyue, it is better to be more neat and tidy, as using methods that are not on the table will only make people annoyed.

"Pfft~" Zhong Yuemin spurted out a mouthful of water.

"Brother Damao, did you make up the Thirteen Taibao of Forty-Nine City?" Zhong Yuemin asked in disbelief.

"Yes. You were at the scene at that time, and you also saw the so-called Master and Sister Aqiao. Think carefully about the reaction of Master and Sister Aqiao when Liu Heigou's men made trouble for them. If

Are the Thirteen Taibao really invincible enough for me to take action later? Won’t Master and Sister Ah Qiao directly take action and beat Liu Heigou’s men to the ground?” Yang Mu said with a smile.

"This... what you're doing is wrong! If my brothers knew that all this was fake and made up by you, they would be so desperate. They especially admire you, the Thirteenth Taibao." Zhong Yuemin suddenly felt confused.

A sense of hopelessness and hopelessness.

"Only children can tell the difference between right and wrong. Adults only look at the pros and cons! My master, sister Aqiao and I all live in the same courtyard. The master's name is Yan Bugui and he is a primary school teacher; sister Aqiao's name is Qin Huairu and she is a fitter in a steel rolling factory.

"And I, the Third Young Master, named Xu Damao, am a projectionist at the Steel Rolling Factory. Yuemin, are you surprised or surprised?" Yang Mu looked at Zhong Yuemin's expression of hopelessness and couldn't help but smile even more.

Happy.

"The Thirteen Taibao of Forty-Nine City are fake, so Damao's kung fu is definitely not fake, right?" Zhong Shanyue asked quietly.

Zhong Yuemin's eyes immediately lit up and he asked eagerly: "That's right, Brother Damao, your kung fu can't be fake, right? Don't tell me that you climbed a ladder to get to the room that night."

"My kung fu is real." Yang Mu said, thinking to himself: "As expected of a soldier, I just simply go straight to the point."

"Can I have a look at it?" Zhong Shanyue asked.

"Okay!" Yang Mu gently wiped a plate on the table, and the plate instantly shattered into pieces.

Zhong Shanyue's eyes suddenly widened, and Zhong Yuemin's eyes became even brighter.

At this time, Yang Mu swayed, like an elegant crane, drawing a graceful arc, and came behind Zhong Shanyue in the blink of an eye, and stamped his palm on Zhong Shanyue's back.

, and counted the numbers behind Zhong Shanyue.

"No! Brother Damao, please show mercy." Zhong Yuemin was anxious, thinking that Yang Mu was letting his father experience Yang Mu's methods like Liu Heigou.

"Don't worry! Compared to my martial arts, my medical skills are actually stronger." Yang Mu said solemnly.

This sentence is the key point! Everything Yang Mu did was to say this sentence and at the same time, let Zhong Shanyue experience it for himself.

At this moment, Zhong Shanyue's face was flushed, and he felt as if a ball of fire was burning in his body. His whole body was hot, and he felt warm and comfortable that could not be described in words. After a moment, Zhong Shanyue exhaled a breath of turbid air, and felt deeply from his body.

I feel refreshed and refreshed as I have never experienced before, as if my body is back to the state it was in when I was young.

"Comfort!" Zhong Shanyue couldn't help shouting, then stretched his arms, raised his legs, and finally performed a set of military boxing in the room.

"I have never felt more comfortable. It turns out that what Damao is best at is medical skills." Zhong Shanyue praised.

"Traditional Chinese medicine pays attention to seeing, hearing, asking, and understanding. As soon as I entered the door, I saw that the senior looked very good and had no serious health problems. The few minor problems were just hidden wounds left in his youth. The senior just wanted to show off his skills, so I used my true energy without the permission of the senior.

Get rid of the hidden wounds of the seniors, let the seniors experience it first-hand, forgive the sins." Yang Mu said repeatedly.

"Hahahaha, I would rather experience such a sin a few more times." Zhong Shanyue laughed, and then Zhong Shanyue looked stern and winked at Zhong Yuemin. Zhong Yuemin immediately ran out and then ran back.

"There's no one outside the house," Zhong Yuemin said.

"Damao wants to take Yue people as his disciples?" Zhong Shanyue asked.

"Yuemin is a good diamond for practicing martial arts. People say that it is difficult to become a master. In fact, it is even more difficult for a master to find someone who can inherit his own martial arts, culture and philosophy. I think Yuemin has this potential." Yang Mu nodded.

nodded.

"What sect is Damao?" Zhong Shanyue asked again.

"Xiaoyao Sect was founded in the pre-Qin period. Its sect philosophy was inherited from Zhuangzi's Xiaoyaoyou. Our sect acted in a chic and low-key manner, so few people in the world heard about it. We taught medicine, horoscopes, chess, calligraphy and painting, mechanical handymen, and trade and planting.

, drinking and singing, giving orders and guessing riddles, Five Elements and Eight Diagrams, Qimen Dunjia, farmland water conservancy, economic and military strategy, everything is omnipotent, and everything is masterful.”

"I am ashamed that the Xiaoyao sect has been passed down to this day, and only one person remains. Moreover, I have only inherited one branch of medicine. The rest have been lost in the long river of history." Yang Mu said with emotion, pretending to be vicissitudes of life.

"Then Brother Damao's martial arts is so powerful, right?" Zhong Yuemin asked. Obviously, for Zhong Yuemin, martial arts is always the most important.

"You are wrong. The medical school emphasizes medicine over martial arts. My martial arts are just the most basic entry-level martial arts." Yang Mu said.
Chapter completed!