"The older my master is, the deeper his cultivation level will be... It's just that his body can't keep up with it! Cultivation level, when he is forced to reach the peak, at most he will only throw three or five punches. People can handle it…”
The middle-aged man's words fell in his ears, and in his field of vision, Hong Ti's body rolled on the ground a few times, blood mixed with dust, and the color was dark red. Ning Yi walked over there, with gloomy eyes, and pressed the slightly painful forehead with the palm of his hand. He ran to Hongti's side and knelt down halfway, reaching out to help her, but he didn't dare to mess with her. Over there, Zhou Tong said, "You'd better not touch her.
Ning Yi glanced at Zhou Tong, and there was no joy or anger in his eyes. Not far away, Zhou Tong held his breath with both hands and carried his back behind him: "Oh? Do you want to kill me?"
Ning Yi didn't speak, Hongti's eyes flickered, and she stretched out her hand to grab Ning Yi's arm, she struggled to get up, and vomited out another mouthful of blood. Ning Yi quickly grabbed her back. No matter how powerful Hongti's martial arts are, she is still a woman in her twenties, and her body is very thin even after the injury. Ning Yi hugged her almost as carefully as possible, while Hongti just grabbed his sleeve and had a good time. After a long while, he said, "Master Zhou doesn't want to kill, I, I'm fine..."
"You caught my three punches yourself. It's hard to say that I don't want to kill people." Zhou Tong looked at this side, paused for a moment, and then said, "You're fighting this way in the middle of a battle. I figured it out, but in the face of an old man like me, I wanted to keep my hands, which is very good. It’s not easy to have such a cultivation at your age, obviously there are some adventures.”
Ning Yi didn't quite understand what he said, but Hongti turned his head to look at Ning Yi. Zhou Tong noticed her movement, "Oh?", a little surprised.
At this time, the middle-aged man had also walked over, and Hongti struggled to sit up and teased a little. When she was knocked to the ground, she seemed to be quite serious. At this time, the situation was getting better and better. Zhou Tong waited for a while, and said, "I don't know why you hate Taiwei Gao. This old man used to teach at the Imperial Boxing Academy, and he has a subordinate relationship with the Taiwei's mansion. It's a bit of incense. I also promised them. When necessary, I will do necessary things for the superior. This time I took action at the Taiwei's mansion, using this relationship, but I promised to be the Taiwei's mansion, not necessarily which Taiwei, Gao Qiu looked down on me. , let's leave this matter alone. You all have to be careful yourself. I'm in the county seat in front of me. If your injury is all right, we can go together."
Ning Yi didn't speak beside Hongti, but after Zhou Tong said these words, Hongti let out a breath, stood up slowly, and cupped his hands with Ning Yi's support: "Senior, these three punches inspire Hongti. It’s very big, if you succeed in the future, you must thank the seniors for your teaching.”
"I beat you, but you're still not dead. It's your ability to make breakthroughs, you don't need to care about me." Zhou Tong was about to leave, remembering another thing, and turning his head to look at Ning Yi, "By the way, Young Master Ning is actually You work under the right minister, right?"
"Almost." Ning Yi's tone was cold.
Zhou Tong nodded: "You Xiang is a capable person, you are favored by him, no wonder you can do such a thing..." The voice was not high, and there was a sigh in the words. .
When he became famous all over the world, it happened to be Qin Siyuan's heyday. The Imperial Boxing Hall was affiliated to the Royal Family and the Ministry of War, and Qin Siyuan back then had the official position of the Minister of War, and in a sense, he was also one of his immediate superiors. Zhou Tong was determined to learn martial arts and serve the country. When he was teaching in the Imperial Boxing Gym, he also wrote several times to want to lead the army, but Qin Siyuan was a practical person, and he was not interested in being the best in the world in martial arts. When Ning Yi wanted to study martial arts in Hangzhou, the old man had this attitude.
A person who is devoted to martial arts may not be able to train even if his martial arts are strong, just like Li Bai's poems are heroic, but he himself is not necessarily a capable official. Qin Siyuan used to deal with all kinds of things and was a coach of the Imperial Boxing Gym. Zhou Tong was unhappy in his official ambitions all his life, and there may not be a reason for Qin Siyuan, but when talking about Qin Siyuan at this time, he had to praise "he is a capable person". Ning Yi was able to gain Qin Siyuan's appreciation, and from his side, his mood was probably a bit complicated. These reasons, Ning Yi will soon be able to think clearly.
In the end, the other party didn't seem to have murdered, but Ning Yi was not in a good mood. But in the current situation, the people from Liangshan have not yet appeared, and Hongti has also been injured. He will not pay attention to arrogance. Since the other party invites him, Ning Yi will help Hongti and rush into the city with him.
The people in Liangshan did not appear in the end.
Zhou Tong's master and servant took care of Hong Ti's injury and walked unhappily. Not long after, the four who had known each other for a while, and the atmosphere and mood may not be in harmony, entered Yiyuan County. Ning Yi and Hongti stayed at the hotel, and they had a meal together that night. It could be seen that Zhou Tong didn't necessarily have much affection for Ning Yi, but he was quite satisfied that Hongti, a junior in the martial arts, had such skills. In his words, he pointed out Hongti's experience in martial arts.
And when the meal was about to end, Zhou Tong still said something to Ning Yi.
"Young Master Ning, I have something I want to ask you."
His tone was flat, and Ning Yi was not necessarily enthusiastic: "You tell me, I will listen."
Zhou Tong simply finished the request, Ning Yi nodded noncommittally, and left to go back to the room with Hong Ti soon after. He doesn't have a good opinion of the number one master in the world right now. Although he can understand the various bad habits of such masters rationally, and maybe it will be good for Hong Ti, but thinking about Hong Ti's injury just now, it is not necessarily so. What a good mood. It's just that this kind of disgust is not enough to kill him. This kind of master is too powerful. When it comes to Zhou Tong's cultivation level, Qiufeng has not moved the cicada, and if he hates him and doesn't plan to kill him, it is best to be in the future. Don't deal with it as well.
It's just that about Hongti, he also has some opinions in his heart. After sending Hongti back to the room, he grabbed some medicines according to the recipe she gave and sent them to a boil, and then brought her hot water to wash her face, and prepared a towel, etc., before Ning Yi was ready to speak. And Hongti seemed quite satisfied with the disciple's behavior of "respecting the teacher and respecting the Tao". Ning Yi told her not to move, so she also sat on the bed with her hands flat on her lap, watching Ning Yi busy Settle her down, smiling and blushing, like a little daughter-in-law. But then it was missed.
And the first sentence people are said is often "I didn't say you."
"I didn't tell you." Ning Yi said with a frown, "I couldn't help it in the afternoon. I've said it many times, I've said it many times. This old man said he was going to beat you. , I must beat you for the sake of face. You still keep your hands. The old man said that you want to keep your hands. Don't admit it. You are only in your twenties, and you are not invincible in the world. Thinking in front of Zhou Tong Keep your hands, and after you say it out, everyone will say that you deserve to be killed. Do you think you are Fang La or Sikong Nan!"
Since the afternoon, Ning Yi has been thinking about this matter. With his qi-raising skills, he can keep all his emotions in his heart when dealing with others, but when dealing with his own people, he is a little more direct. It's just that after saying this, Hongti also looked at him over there, his smile became deeper, but his tone seemed aggrieved.
"You... really want me to fight Senior Zhou without letting go?"
"I can't keep my hands... Also, don't call me Senior Zhou, I don't like him very much."
"But... you also heard that I am a style of play that is practiced on the battle formation. If I do my best, I will fight for life and death. It's okay to fight against those with lower martial arts skills. To this senior Zhou, if I If he doesn't keep his hand, he won't be able to keep his hand either. If we want to decide the outcome today, I can't stop myself from dying... In that case, I will definitely die today..."
Hongti said at the end, his tone was soft. Ning Yi frowned, his expression froze for a moment before he waved: "That's it... That's it, this guy's martial arts is really too high, he can hit with three punches. Being like that... an old monster..."
Hongti shook his head and said, "No, if he really wanted to kill someone at that time, I could have stood up immediately to protect you and escape..."
Speaking of this, his face turned slightly red, and Ning Yi was stunned: "Then...you...you're a lie..."
The blushing woman continued to shake her head vigorously: "No, I had to get up and fight for my life immediately, and the injury will be hard to heal in the future. If I let it go, after I adjust my breath, it will be fine. Hmm... It's always better..."
After calmly finishing these words, Hongti's face returned to normal, and he glanced at Ning Yi.
"However, the thing that Senior Zhou asked you to do... are you going to promise him?"
Ning Yi's face became serious, and after a moment, he shook his head indifferently: "Let's talk about it..."
Since Ning Yi and the others were staying in the inn, people from the government and people from Dulonggang who were scattered in the surrounding counties looking for him soon came to look for him. After Ning Yi settled down with Hongti, he contacted and made arrangements one by one. Since he had nothing to do, there were Hongti and Zhou Tong in the inn, as well as the servant named "Fu Lu" beside Zhou Tong. , is the large-scale cleaning of Zhuxi and Anping counties by officers and soldiers and Dulonggang. On Ning Yi's side, there is not much follow-up trouble.
When he approached these people, Zhou Tong also looked around, and then he could only sigh at the ability of this young man. The catastrophe of Qilu Lulin seemed inevitable. Just based on his mood and thoughts at this time, he is too lazy to stand up for these green forest people. In a sense, on Zhou Tong's side, there is probably a feeling that "poor people must be hateful", some things , it's really self-defeating, no one to blame.
In this inn in Yiyuan County that day, Ning Yi and Hongti lived in two upper rooms, and Zhou Tong, due to his relationship with the boss, lived in a small independent courtyard at the back of the inn that originally belonged to the boss. I don't know if it was because of habit or what. When the night was getting dark, Zhou Tong didn't fall asleep. He slowly practiced a set of boxing in the courtyard, then sat and drank tea, lighting an oil lamp to write martial arts scriptures until late at night. After midnight, he took a wooden stick in the courtyard and practiced simple stick techniques. Soon, the night watchman struck the gong. Outside the back door of the courtyard, a figure hesitated on the dark road. He had been wandering for a long time. When he finally summoned up a little courage, the courtyard door opened, and the light came out. The one who appeared at the door was Zhou Tong's servant. The middle-aged man Fu Lu, with a smile on his face, stretched out his hand to the man outside.
"Little brother Lin Chong, don't think about it, just come in."
"Elder Brother..." At this time, it was Lin Chong who was standing on the street outside the door, with tears in his eyes, "I saw Master coming today... Master, his old man..."
"Shh, don't make a fuss. Master he knows."
Lin Chong nodded, walked inside, entered the courtyard gate, and saw an old man standing in a corner of the courtyard waving his stick slightly. With heat in his eyes, he knelt down and bowed his head.
"Master..."
As if there were thousands of words stuck in his throat, Lin Chong was choked up, but he couldn't speak. He only kowtowed three times.
Time passed minute by minute. In the courtyard, in the night, there was only the occasional sound of Zhou Tong swinging his bat. Under the eaves here, Fu Lu, with his sleeves wrapped around his sleeves, stood there watching silently. After nearly half an hour, the stick in Zhou Tong's hand stopped, and an old voice sounded.
"What are you... doing?"
"...what are you doing?"
The almost suffocating atmosphere in the courtyard was relieved a little at this time. Lin Chong knelt there, his body trembling slightly. He had practiced martial arts since he was a child, and Zhou Tong in front of him might not be the closest master to him, but he was definitely the most important one. All of this is also because the Yuquan Gym is not a private martial arts gym. Even if Zhou Tong accepts disciples behind closed doors, the number of disciples is not small.
For Zhou Tong, Lin Chong respected him. But for this reason, after Zhou Tong left from the Yuquan gym a few years ago, there was no contact between the master and the apprentice. That's why, when I had an accident, I couldn't find it and didn't think to ask the master for help. And Lin Chong, who knew Zhou Tong's upright personality, knew that there was no turning back. He never thought that he could meet this master who has been idle since he left, but since he met today, he had to come
In fact, in his heart, let alone not expect the understanding of these less and less relatives and friends
"The disciple, the disciple is helpless, knowing that the master will punish him, but..."
"Punishment?" Before Lin Chong finished speaking, the old man over there had already laughed, "Punishment... Why should I punish you? Lin Chong, I'm old, and you've turned against it.
What is the opposite? The world, the family, the relationship between teachers and students, it is difficult to use it to bind you, why should I punish you, punish you... But is it still useful? "
Lin Chong's forehead slammed down: "Only Master's teaching, Lin Chong has never dared to forget it, but... he really encountered an unspeakable grievance..."
"I know!" The old man raised his voice and nodded, "I know what you've been through, I've heard about it! Your wife in the family was attracted by that Gao Yanei, and you hated Captain Gao because of it, and one of the younger ones. People are stalking, framed! You have nowhere to go, and you are a thief. I have heard about these things! But I just want to ask you one thing."
Zhou Tong stood in front of the courtyard and placed his stick on the ground. Lin Chong raised his head slightly: "Master..."
"I only ask you! Why do you want to be a pirate!?"
The words echoed in the courtyard, and Lin Chong had a little hesitation and confusion in his eyes: "Disciple... there is no way out..."
"Why do you want to be a pirate if you have nowhere to go!?"
"Does it have anything to do with being cornered and being a pirate!?"
"Do you remember what I said!?"
These three questions reverberated in the courtyard, ringing in Lin Chong's ears, Lin Chong's eyes were confused: "Disciple... I don't know what Master said..."
Zhou Tong laughed: "I forgot, that's okay, stand up for me! Pull your gun! Do you remember the martial arts I taught you?"
"Disciple dare not forget..." Lin Chong stood up staggeringly and took out the steel gun behind his back. Zhou Tong only heard Zhou Tong say, "Show me a stance!" Lin Chong took a stance of a horizontal spear, and Zhou Tong said, "The spear point is forward!" Lin Chong pointed the spear tip to the front, and Zhou Tong strode away Come over: "Okay! You come and kill me!"
Lin Chong's body was shocked, and the spear in his hand almost fell. Zhou Tong held a wooden stick in one hand and did not make any defensive moves: "Come on! Come and kill me! What are you hesitating about!"
"Disciple..."
"Stop being wordy! Stop hesitating! You're a rebel! You've rebelled against the emperor! You should shoot at anyone! Think about your wife! Think about the grievances you've suffered! You have no choice but to fall for the grass. For bandits! You only survive because you loot others! Eat other people's flesh and drink other people's blood! People like you should let go of all taboos! Since you have fallen, you should kill everyone who stands in your way. I have a pedantic temperament, and you will definitely not be allowed to mess around, what is it to kill a master! Come on! Kill me, stab me here! Here—"
Zhou Tong shouted loudly and came over step by step. Although he held a stick in one hand, he did not have any defensive posture. He grabbed the tip of Lin Chong's spear, aimed it at his throat, and then aimed at his heart. Lin Chong stepped back hesitantly, almost unable to hold the gun. In fact, if Zhou Tong said that he wanted to test his martial arts, he might have dared to take action, but Zhou Tong said "kill me". For Shi Shi, he didn't dare to make a move no matter what.
Zhou Tong let go of the tip of his gun and sneered: "Arrogant! Your master was the number one in the world a few years ago, and if I let you shoot, you can kill me? You don't even dare to shoot? You really are Afraid to kill me!?"
Lin Chong let go of the steel gun and knelt on the ground with a bang.
In the past, there was no friendship between master and apprentice. In the Imperial Boxing Gym, Zhou Tong was strict in teaching martial arts, but when the master and apprentice were not too close, he only knew Zhou Tong's seriousness and integrity. When he came over tonight, he had thought about the various treatments he had received, whether it was scolding him, punishing him, scolding him for understanding him, or even killing him, it was in line with his understanding of this master in his heart. However, after he really arrived, everything that happened was beyond Lin Chong's expectations. It was similar to how you should kill everything when you fall for the grass, but you thought you could kill me. Sentence-punching theory. By this time, he could only kneel down, with a determined look in his eyes.
"The disciple knows that he has a sinful karma, which is difficult to clean up, and it is difficult to get the master's forgiveness. However, although Lin Chong went up the mountain and fell to the grass, his morality and righteousness are always forgotten in his heart. Today, no matter what, if he dares not shoot at the master, the master is going to kill..."
With a decision in his heart, this sentence became decisive. He knelt there, his eyes were clear and firm, but standing not far in front of him, the tall Zhou Tong was already laughing, as if he heard something Ironic nonsense.
"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha…
The number one person in the world stepped forward, and at the moment when Lin Chong raised his head in surprise, he kicked Lin Chong's chest heavily. This kick was so powerful that Lin Chong flew backwards, knocking open the wooden door of the courtyard like a cannonball, and rolled out on the dark street outside the courtyard, not knowing how far he was kicked.
Zhou Tong's voice came from the yard, and there was a sense of frustration in his words when he found that rotten wood was difficult to carve.
"I, Zhou Tong, will not have you as a disciple, coward."
The wind whimpered across the long street, the night was as dark as ink, and in that darkness, only the sound of blood dripping...
Before long someone wobbled up, stood wobbly, walked wobbly...
In the room of the inn at the rear, someone secretly listened to the movement here, but at this time, he shook his head with a sigh.
"Hey, what a good teacher..."
At the door of the courtyard, Fu Lu stood there quietly and watched for a long time, until he saw the figure in the dark coughing up blood like a bereaved dog and leaving, then he silently closed the courtyard door.
I just got home, it's a little late...