Chapter 04: Gaze

Teng Qingshan nodded slightly and said, "Yes, thank you." He then turned his head to look through the window towards the direction of his younger brother Qinghe's home.

Teng Qingshan nodded slightly

"Your eyes resemble those of my wife," Teng Qingshan sighed softly, withdrawing his gaze and taking a sip of tea.

Hmm, these past few days, Qinghe hasn't returned home at all. What's going on?" Teng Qingshan furrowed his brow; this was the fourth day he had come to observe. After several days of observation, Teng Qingshan was quite familiar with many aspects of his brother's home. With a single glance, he could easily discern whether the door had been opened, whether the windows had been opened, and whether the curtains had been drawn.

Your wife? Lin Qing was just filled with anger, wanting to question Teng Qingshan about why he deceived her. However, upon hearing the word "wife," she was completely stunned. "You, you just graduated from university, just stepped out of the university gates, right? How do you already have a wife?"

Teng Qingshan was taken aback; there were not many people in Yangzhou City who recognized him. Teng Qingshan turned his head in confusion and saw a woman with short hair, dressed in black trousers and a white blouse, standing at the staircase—Lin Qing! Upon seeing Lin Qing's eyes, Teng Qingshan's calm heart could not help but tremble violently.

It is considered very impolite to make direct eye contact with a lady.

No change

I apologize for having deceived you all along. Saying that my family lives in the mountains was a deception, and claiming that I just graduated from university was also a deception. Teng Qingshan said with a faint smile, "Lin Qing, I indeed have important matters at hand, and it is not appropriate for you to get involved. Therefore, I have been deceiving you. Many things related to books are complex to explain; the best approach is for you to act as if you have never seen me."

The gazes from both sides of the street had long since become familiar to her; all that showed on her face was a faint sense of desolation

... ...

Little cat

A gentle breeze blows as a Land Rover Range Rover SUV moves through the streets of the old town of Yangzhou. This imposing and masculine vehicle is being driven by a delicate-looking short-haired beauty. The sight of such a woman driving this type of car adds a unique charm, capturing the attention of many passersby who are left in admiration.

Teng Qingshan has finished breakfast and is currently drinking tea while paying attention to his younger brother Qinghe's family

Both angry and anxious, filled with joy yet also with annoyance

... ...

Identical gaze

Teng Qingshan nodded slightly: "In the afternoon, I will be at the café next door for the entire afternoon"

Lin Qing's gaze was a mix of anger and urgency, containing a hint of joy yet also a trace of annoyance. What kind of eyes could hold such a multitude of emotions?

Lin Qingyi was shaken

The Twelve Forms of Xingyi are divided into twelve styles: Dragon, Tiger, Eagle, Monkey, Horse, Swallow, Hawk, Chicken, Bear, Bird Platform, Toad, and Snake

Teng Qingshan still remembers the year he was twenty, when he and his wife "Little Cat" were on a mission in Lebanon in the Middle East. Because Little Cat was shot, he urgently removed her clothing to extract the bullet. At that time, the way Little Cat looked at him was also like this

"Have I never seen you before?" Lin Qing stared at Teng Qingshan

... ...

Teng Qingshan! A slightly trembling voice emerged

When Teng Qingshan executed the Dragon Form, it resembled a dragon emerging from the water, navigating through the towering waves with a speed as swift as lightning. Its spiral shape rolled with vigor, and with a twist and thrust of his fist, a force akin to a power drill surged forth, piercing the air with a sharp whistling sound. The combination of the Dragon Form and the "Drilling Fist" from the Five Elements Boxing was nearly perfect.

Teng Qingshan gazed at the rising sun with a steadfastness akin to rock, unshakeable. Since the death of his wife, Teng Qingshan has had but one pursuit: the martial way. His belief has reached an extreme, which has also led to a continuous enhancement of his understanding of Xingyiquan. With each improvement, Teng Qingshan feels the profound depth of Xingyiquan.

Lin Qing originally felt that Teng Qingshan was mysterious, which was due to Teng Qingshan's astonishing strength and formidable physical abilities displayed in the Greater Khingan Range of Northeast China. Now, Lin Qing feels even more that Teng Qingshan is shrouded in mystery

Habitually turning, he parked the Land Rover in the vacant space in front of the tea house, Lin Qing stepped into the Yangliu Tea House

Lin Qing could sense the indifference hidden deep within Teng Qingshan, as if he was resisting others' attempts to connect with and understand him

University

On the fourth day in Yangzhou City, Teng Qingshan was in the courtyard of the rented residence.

It has been three days, and I have yet to see Qinghe!" Teng Qingshan frowned slightly, then smiled, "However, the 'Dark Hand' is indeed quite inefficient; they only discovered my whereabouts yesterday evening.

It was after that occasion that the kitten and itself took a crucial step and became lovers

Teng Qingshan felt somewhat puzzled, wondering if it was merely to spend a day with himself

Is it busy today at hetushucomcom? Lin Qinglian asked

Very well. Lin Qing nodded with a smile, "My demands are not high. You drink tea here, and I will accompany you nearby. In the afternoon, you go to the café. I will also go to the café, and I can accompany you nearby. If you need to meet any guests, I will not interfere. I just want to spend the day with you. How does that sound?"

Who would have thought that Teng Qingshan, unafraid of death, would linger in the city of Yangzhou

Teng Qingshan shook his head and said, "I have never attended university." In fact, even those glasses were fake, merely a simple disguise.

Stare into her eyes

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"You have been deceiving me all along. Are you not prepared to make amends?" Lin Qing retorted

The waiter brought a steamer of soup dumplings and a large cup of soy milk, and Teng Qingshan began his breakfast while quietly waiting...

"Sir, you have arrived, please come in." The waiter skillfully guided Teng Qingshan to a window seat on the second floor. "Sir, would you like the soy milk and soup dumplings again?" For three consecutive days, sitting in the same spot and ordering the same food, spending the entire morning here, the waitstaff naturally became very familiar with Teng Qingshan's preferences.

Yangzhou City, the old town, Yangliu Tea House

For three consecutive days, Qinghe could not be found. As a member of a special national department, he might be occupied with important matters. Teng Qingshan, as usual, left his residence, took a taxi, and headed directly to the Yangliu Teahouse in the old city.

In a few days, the 'Sharpshooter' Sun Ze and the 'Shredder' Dolgothrov will arrive, and Tu Shu hopes to see his brother before this battle. Teng Qingshan silently thought to himself

"Teng Qingshan, didn't you say you had urgent matters to attend to back home? You also mentioned that your home is in the mountains, and I wouldn't know? So, are you still in Yangzhou?" Lin Qing sat down opposite Teng Qingshan and questioned him in succession. However, Lin Qing noticed that Teng Qingshan remained silent, merely staring at her.

Alright. Teng Qingshan nodded, while Lin Qing revealed a faint smile

When executing the Tiger Form, the speed of the movements is so rapid that it seems like a fleeting illusion. Suddenly, both hands and feet push against the ground, and with a fierce lunge, it resembles a tiger descending a mountain, accompanied by a low growl. The left fist twists and turns in front of the brow, while the right fist is launched forward like a cannonball, producing the sound of a firecracker explosion. ... The left and right fists alternate, with the left fist striking out once more ... . ... The movements alternate back and forth, akin to a tiger descending a mountain, with both claws relentlessly tearing, aiming to shred the prey into pieces. The right fist is again launched forward like a cannonball, producing the sound of a firecracker explosion. ... The left and right fists alternate, with the left fist striking out once more ... . ... The movements alternate back and forth, akin to a tiger descending a mountain, with both claws relentlessly tearing, aiming to shred the prey into pieces.

"What are you looking at?" Lin Qing could not help but ask. Although she said this, there was an inexplicable sense of joy in her heart; Teng Qingshan had finally noticed her charm.

Teng Qingshan originally thought that, given the distance of over 100 kilometers between Yangzhou City and Anyi County, the Dark Hand should be able to locate him within a day. However, to his surprise, it was not until the evening of the third day that they finally tracked him down. This was not entirely unexpected, as the Dark Hand organization believed that Teng Qingshan would immediately flee upon the leak of his whereabouts, thus diverting their search efforts elsewhere

If the other party insists on being nearby, there is nothing one can do to stop them

Facing the rising sun, gather your energy

He frowned at the book titled "Compensation?" by Teng Qingshan

It appears from my observations over the past few days that no one has stayed at the Qinghe residence during this time

By the time the punch was fully executed, the sun had completely risen above the horizon

Miss Lin. As soon as the waiter saw Lin Qing, he warmly approached her, saying, "Miss Lin, it has been a long time since you last came."

Sir, your soy milk and soup dumplings

Teng Qingshan was sitting cross-legged in the courtyard, the night having passed. As the first rays of sunlight illuminated Yangzhou City, Teng Qingshan opened his eyes almost simultaneously, his heart as tranquil as water, his spirit composed. He stood up, facing the rising sun, took a deep breath, his expression serene, and then began to practice the Twelve Forms of Xingyi.

Yangliu Tea House, while not as famous as Fuchun Tea House in Yangzhou, possesses a similarly rich historical heritage, and its prices are significantly lower than those of Fuchun Tea House

You, you..." Lin Qing's mind was completely in disarray

Generally, Teng Qingshan spends his mornings at the Yangliu Teahouse and his afternoons at the nearby Baiyun Café. Within the Baiyun Café, one can also see his younger brother Qinghe's home.

Each style possesses its own intricacies

Lin Qing was driving a Land Rover, moving quietly along the road

I thought I would continue to drift aimlessly, but then I met him... Teng Qingshan, he arrived like a gust of wind, abruptly filling my world with color once again, only to leave quietly like a breeze soon after. Lin Qing's gaze was cold, suddenly landing on a teahouse by the street—Yangliu Teahouse.

"I went on a trip." Lin Qingdan said with a faint smile, and as she spoke, she directly ascended the stairs and went upstairs