"Then in a few days, will you lead the army out of the city to suppress the bandits?"
The old man in gray also smiled and continued:
"There have been many bandits rampant in the East Mountain outside the city recently, especially one called the Bandit King Song He, who is particularly rampant."
"A mere bandit dares to claim to be king? What a joke!" Captain Chu nodded and said:
"These bandits must be eliminated! We have to eliminate them!"
"Qiao Mu was known for his bravery, and he had not yet practiced martial arts, so it was natural for him to die at the hands of bandits."
With just a few simple words, the two of them decided Qiumu's life or death.
But they didn't really care too much. After all, Qiao Mu's age and strength were there, so it was easy for him to control him.
"Then let him live a few more days." Captain Chu said.
We can't be too hasty about this matter, otherwise it will easily get into trouble.
Qiao Mu had just entered the city to defend it, but within a few days he died in a battle against bandits. It was too obvious.
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Qiao Mu didn't know the city lord's plan, but that didn't stop him from hanging out in the military camp.
He guessed that the city lord had asked him to join the city defense force not to let him practice martial arts.
It won't take long before the city lord will make his move, and then he will just have to counter it.
He probably won't stay in the barracks for long.
So although Qiao Mu knew that some soldiers looked down on him as a centurion who had not yet trained and had just started to use weapons, he did not care.
After training at the drill ground until dusk that day, Qiao Mu was about to return to the camp to rest when he saw an old soldier in his early forties grinning with a mouthful of yellow teeth, trotting towards him.
"Boss, I heard that you want to buy some martial arts techniques, boxing manuals, etc."
"Yeah." Qiao Mu nodded.
During these days in the Yancheng military camp, he also had a rough idea of the composition of these soldiers.
A ninth-rank warrior is one in a hundred in the military camp and usually serves as a centurion.
Most of the ordinary soldiers were strong farmers, and a small number of them had learned a few farming skills.
Qiao Mu wondered if he could learn some skills from the hundred soldiers under his command.
After all, Qiao Mu is an immortal.
He may live for thousands of years in the future, so he can learn more martial arts and not worry about wasting time and energy, because he has plenty of time.
As long as his body can withstand it, he would like to learn ten thousand of them!
While I am still in the military camp and have not been killed by the city lord, I will try to learn more.
Of course, the main martial art must be the Changsheng Fist, and this will not change.
"Could it be that, Old Huang, you have it on hand?" Qiao Mu was a little surprised.
“Lao Huang”’s surname is actually not Huang, but Bai.
The main thing was that this guy always grinned happily when he met people, and his teeth were quite yellow, so he was nicknamed "Old Huang".
"Yes, it's a difficult skill. Do you want it, boss?" Old Huang asked with a grin.
Hard work
Qiao Mu's eyes suddenly lit up. He hadn't yet developed internal strength, so it would be great if he had an external martial arts skill to protect himself.
Although he is not afraid of death, it is still useful to have some defense.
Of course, Lao Huang is just an ordinary soldier, and Qiao Mu doesn't expect him to have any superior skills.
It doesn’t matter if the grade is low, Qiao Mu is a cheater anyway, he will accept everyone.
Qiao Mu was about to agree when he heard a burst of laughter from the side. They were the other soldiers under his command.
"Boss, you might as well ask what the hard skills that Old Huang is talking about are first." A bald monk soldier nearby said with a smile.
"What is it?" Qiao Mu asked suspiciously.
"It's the Iron Crotch Kung Fu." Old Huang said with a smile.
Qiao Mu: ... ..
"Old Huang, the hard skills I want are not that kind of hard skills." Qiao Mu was a little speechless.
Why don't you just use this to entertain yourself
"Boss, don't look down on the Iron Crotch Skill." The bald monk soldier next to him said:
"Old Huang is already over 40 this year, and he has six children at home. He just had a new baby last year. Tell me, is this Iron Crotch Kung Fu powerful?"
Qiao Mu was immediately filled with awe.
"I, Qiao Mu, love to study martial arts the most in my life. I want this Iron Crotch Skill."
Chapter 15 My second brother is invincible!
The Iron Crotch Skill is certainly not a top-notch hard skill, but for Qiao Mu, it is still somewhat useful.
The crotch is actually one of the weak points of the human body.
Qiao Mu's plan to practice the Iron Crotch Kung Fu has nothing to do with Old Huang's idea of being strong as age increases and being youthful, but is mainly for the purpose of studying martial arts and making up for the weaknesses of the human body.
But then the problem arises.
Qiumu actually doesn't have much money.
However, the centurion's salary has not yet been received, after all, he has just taken office.
Qiao Mu did have the Eternal Life Fist and the Heavenly Demon Disintegration Technique on hand, but these two secret techniques were given to him by Qiao Canxue and were not suitable for exchange with outsiders.
In fact, he didn't expect that one of his soldiers would actually give him martial arts skills so soon.
After all, apart from oddities like the Wu Ji Hui, ordinary warriors still have strong prejudices against their own sects, and they will not easily hand over even the basic hard skills to others.
"Old Huang, please name a price for this Iron Crotch Skill first. When I get the monthly salary as a centurion, I will come to buy it from you." Qiao Mu said.
He would never do something like getting something for free, especially not getting something for free from his subordinates, even if he had only just met them.
But Old Huang shook his head:
"What are you talking about, boss? Money is not a valuable thing."
He grinned with his big yellow teeth, handed out a thread book from his arms, and stuffed it into Qiao Mu's hand:
"This Iron Crotch Skill is just a gift from me to my boss."
Qiao Mu narrowed his eyes but didn't refuse.
The other soldiers nearby were a little surprised:
"When did Old Huang become so smart?"
"This Iron Crotch Skill is at least a strong skill to protect the shield. Is he really willing to give it up on his own initiative? Why doesn't he want to accept the money?"
"Tsk tsk, Old Huang is so old now, has he finally come to his senses?"
The other sergeants whispered.
Old Huang was just an ordinary private. He was just a farmer before joining the army. He didn't know how to flatter others. Who would have thought that after the new centurion arrived, he suddenly became smart.
Qiao Mu took the Iron Crotch Skill Secret Book in his hand, nodded and said:
"Then I won't take advantage of you for nothing."
"How about this, if there is a war, you will follow me and I will do my best to protect you."
Old Huang smiled and thanked him, but he didn't take it seriously.
However, the bald monk soldier next to him twitched the corner of his mouth slightly, trying hard to hold back his laughter.
The main responsibility of the Yancheng garrison is to maintain the public order in Yancheng, which basically means standing guard and watching the gate. There has been no war for a long time.
Although Qiao Mu is a centurion, he is still in the stage of training his strength. He is also a flesh and blood body, and he is not much stronger than an ordinary soldier on the battlefield.
If a martial artist who has reached a certain level of internal strength said this, it would be worth listening to.
Qiao Mu seemed to realize something and glanced at the bald monk who was trying to hold back his laughter.
This soldier monk was also a warrior monk from a temple. He was tall and strong with strong muscles. However, when there was a famine, he left the temple and became a soldier to make a living.
If ordinary soldiers learned a few farming skills, then this bald monk soldier had actually studied martial arts seriously.
"Boss, don't look at me. My kung fu is actually not up to par." The bald monk soldier said hurriedly.
He had no intention of handing over his martial arts to Qiao Mu, especially seeing that Qiao Mu was not even going to pay for it and was only making empty promises.
Although Qiao Mu is a centurion, it is not reasonable for him to force them to learn their martial arts.
Moreover, the bald monk felt that the gap in strength between the two sides was not that big, and they were both still in the stage of training. If they really went to the battlefield, Qiao Mu's performance might not be as good as his.
On the surface, the centurion Qiao Mu is their leader, but after all, Qiao Mu lacks strength and is one level behind.
Qiao Mu naturally didn't say much. He turned his head and looked at Lao Huang, and said:
"That's right. Although I, Qiao Mu, always keep my promises, just talking about promises is a bit empty."
"How about this, we take a break today, how about I treat you guys to some drinks?"
Although Qiumu didn't have money to buy martial arts skills, he had more than enough money to drink.
When the soldiers around heard their superior say that he wanted to treat them to a drink, they all said yes, and there was naturally no reason to refuse.
Soon, they arrived at the Yunlai Restaurant in the inner city area.
This Yunlai Restaurant is actually not a luxurious place, otherwise Qiao Mu would not be able to afford it. All I can say is that the decoration is quite stylish, with a light sandalwood scent, and it looks presentable.
The other sergeants were fine.
When Old Huang followed Qiao Mu in, his eyes were darting everywhere, like Granny Liu entering the Grand View Garden.
"Old Huang, you can't be that serious. You have been a soldier for several years. How can you make such a fool of yourself in this small restaurant?" said the bald monk soldier next to him.
"The boss is treating us to drinks today, and your behavior is really embarrassing for him."
Old Huang just grinned.
Although he had served in the army for several years, he looked more like an ordinary old farmer.
Maybe the six children have drained the family's wealth, so they might not be able to save much money... Qiao Mu didn't say much, but thought that since this man had taught him the Iron Crotch Skill, he probably seldom came to this restaurant on weekdays, so he treated him to a few more drinks.
After a few drinks, Lao Huang gradually relaxed his original reserve.
"Speaking of the Iron Crotch Kung Fu... Boss, you don't know that I could have had a seventh child." Old Huang sighed as he drank the wine.
Qiao Mu was immediately shocked.
My goodness, he really plans to put together a Calabash Brothers team. If Old Huang were born in modern times, wouldn't he hold a meeting to commend him and select him as a production model
When Old Huang said this, he put away the smile on his face.
"Some time ago... about four or five months ago, my wife got pregnant, so I took her back to the inner city to buy some supplements, and then I happened to run into the city lord's son..." Old Huang lowered his head and stared at the wine in the glass, and said slowly:
"A servant beside him whipped my wife on the belly. Later, the fetus was not saved. My wife has been lying in bed for almost three months. Recently, she was able to get out of bed, but her body is still very weak..."
At this point, Lao Huang suddenly paused:
"Let's not talk about these spoilers, boss. I'll toast you a glass."
The two wine glasses collided in the air, making a crisp sound.
In fact, the two of them had just met, but Lao Huang had drunk too much and started talking, chattering:
"Boss, this Iron Crotch Skill actually has some tricks. It was passed down by a bodyguard from my ancestor."
"The Iron Crotch Skill has many wonderful uses. If you practice it to a high level, you can shrink your penis into your abdomen, just like using your arms and fingers..."
"In Yancheng, when it comes to fist and weapon skills, I'm certainly nothing, but when it comes to crotch skills..."
When Old Huang said this, he grinned, revealing his yellow teeth, and said proudly:
"My second brother is invincible!"