Alienated Martial Arts

Chapter 71 Bandits
Half an hour later, everyone came out of the living room, dispersed and began to practice.

Wei Tao was in front of a pawn, practicing his style of play time after time.

He frowned from time to time, as if he was in a daze, thinking about something.

"Seventh Junior Brother is good at acting, he almost fooled me,
If you are setting up a stage to sing an opera, senior brother, I will definitely go there, both for the audience and for the money. "

Senior brother Tan Pan quietly approached, lowered his voice and said with a smile.

"Oh? Senior brother, what does this mean? I can't understand."

He retracted his fist and stood up, picked up the towel put aside to wipe off his sweat.

"If I hadn't seen you smashing the leg of the Iron Legs faction Chen Chengyuan with my own eyes, I would have been tricked by you today."

Tan Pan winked and said with a smile, "You don't have to think too much about it, Junior Brother Seven. Since the Iron Legs Sect wiped out the sect, no one has mentioned this matter. Of course, the teacher doesn't know about it."

Wei Tao said seriously, "Senior Brother Ten has strong energy and blood, and his boxing skills are powerful and heavy. I am indeed no match for him."

Tan Panshen nodded approvingly, "For the teacher to value him so much, Xiao Shi is naturally talented. In addition to being young and aggressive, he is indeed impeccable in his cultivation progress. Our senior brothers are far behind. .”

Wei Tao smiled slightly, and once again made a red line fist, "Young people are not arrogant, so they are still young people. After a few years, just settle down a little bit."

"I hope so, Junior Brother Wei reminded me, when I have a chance, I still have to talk to the teacher, strictly discipline Xiao Shi, and let him not be too flamboyant outside, lest Mu Xiuyu will be destroyed by Lin Feng..."

Tan Pan sighed, and changed the topic to another direction, "Junior Brother Wei, don't take the matter of the rioters and rebels that the teacher just said, don't take it seriously.

The family must make some preparations in advance. In addition to storing some food, it is best to pack up the necessary salutes. In case of any accidents in the future, you can take them with you and leave, and gather in the martial arts hall for refuge. "

Wei Tao listened silently, and suddenly asked, "I haven't gone out for a while, could it be that the rebels from Mozhou have already approached Cangyuan City?"

Tan Pan said, "Mozhou and Qizhou are separated by endless mountains, so it is not so easy for a large group of rebels to come over.

However, there are some small bandits who are making chaos on the ground in Qizhou, and we have to guard against them. "

"I just heard from Jiaoyun last time that Huang Xuzhou's family has been sending people out of the city recently to cooperate with Fenglin Army to suppress these running bandits.

It's just that Junzhen suffered huge losses when encircling and suppressing a disciple of a sect, and the situation that had been stabilized was once again neglected. "

"Just before and after we went to the inner city to participate in the garden party, a black cavalry team from the Zhou family suffered a defeat outside the city. It is said that they have not recovered until now."

Hearing this, Wei Tao suddenly remembered the team of Zhou family martial masters he met on the street that day, and nodded thoughtfully.

After saying a few more words, Tan Pan turned to leave, but turned back after a few steps.

"I was interrupted by the seventh junior brother just now, and I almost forgot the most important thing."

He coughed lightly, with a weird smile on his face, "Seventh Junior Brother, someone wants to treat you to dinner."

"take me Out to eat?"

Wei Tao restrained his energy and blood, with a puzzled expression.

"Senior brother also knows that I am neither famous nor powerful. I really can't think of anyone who would want to invite me to dinner."

Tan Pan blinked, "It doesn't matter if the younger brother is nameless or powerless, but she has someone who is going to treat you to dinner."

"Brother, don't play charades, just tell me who it is."

"It's Mrs. Qu." Tan Pan moved closer, his voice lowered.

Wei Tao was stunned for a moment, and listened to Tan Pan's continuation speechless.

"Yesterday, when I went to the inner city, Mrs. Qu invited me to drink tea with Jiaoyun, and we mentioned Junior Brother Seven to her.
She said at the time, after finishing the work at hand, I will find a day and invite your family to have a light meal. "

cough cough...

Tan Pan was choked by his own saliva, and cleared his throat several times, "I always feel that this matter needs careful consideration."

"Think about it, is there anything worth thinking about?"

Wei Tao sighed, "Isn't it because you, senior brother, took the initiative to mention my name, and people just said it in passing?"

He found that Tan Pan seemed to be a different person after being injured.

Could it be that he hadn't practiced boxing hard for a period of time, so he turned his energy to other areas?
Tan Pan frowned and fell into deep thought, "I've been thinking about what Mrs. Qu really wanted to express in her words."

"Is it the parents of both parties meeting, or does she want to meet the parents of the seventh junior brother?"

While muttering to himself, he turned and left, completely ignoring Wei Tao's astonished eyes.

After Tan Pan left, Wei Tao restrained his thoughts, and once again immersed his mind in the practice of the Red Line Fist.

From time to time, a picture scroll of a long river passing through the mountains appears.

That is the red line fist visualization scroll that Master Zhou showed them, and finally retrieved after painstaking efforts.

When seeing this picture for the first time, Wei Tao didn't feel anything yet.

But at the next moment, he was inexplicably fascinated.

It was as if the picture on that picture scroll was full of magic, and it attracted all his spirit.

The blood in the body also seemed to be inexplicably pulled, and began to speed up along the most basic running route.

In an instant he came back to his senses and secretly observed the rest of the people in the living room.

Only then did I realize that only the senior brother Tan Pan was staring at the scroll, looking out of his mind, while the others did not respond, even the ten new disciples the teacher had accepted were no different.

Perhaps only by practicing to the depths in the blood coagulation state can this scroll resonate.

If the internal training progress is insufficient, it will not be affected in any way.

Wei Tao was full of surprise.

The visualization picture scroll unfolded by Master Zhou is clearly just an ordinary ink landscape painting.

Not to mention anything else, paintings of almost the same level only cost less than a penny at most, and you can find a bunch of painters in Cangyuan City to compete for business, and even break a bone if you ask for a large amount.

So, why can this picture have an indescribable impact on people?

Could it be because of the material of the picture scroll?
Or are there other secrets hidden in it?

Wei Tao was a little puzzled.

However, he still has the blood lotus catalog of the Iron Legs sect in his hand.

When it’s all right, I’ll take it out and rub it to watch.
I never noticed anything unusual about the material.

Perhaps only when the crossing leg also reaches the complete blood coagulation and 100% progress can we find the difference.

Until Master Zhou folded the red line catalog and put it away, Wei Tao was in some kind of inexplicable emotion, and it continued through the whole afternoon of boxing practice.

Time passed little by little.

When Wei Tao finished his practice, the sky had already darkened, and the wind gradually became stronger, quickly blowing away the temperature given to the earth by the sunlight during the day and recovering it.

He ate dinner at the Martial Arts Hall by the way, but instead of going home directly after going out, he turned to another direction.

It was just dark, and there were few pedestrians on the street.

Passing by the meat pie shop that he used to eat, Wei Tao just wanted to go to buy some for supper, but found that the small shop that was originally a thriving business was closed.

It opened inward through the gap in the door panel, and there was no light inside, and no one was seen.

"It's been a few days since I came here to buy meatloaf, don't look, this store is no longer open." Said the old man sitting next to him smoking a pipe.

"Isn't their business always good, why did they quit all of a sudden?" Wei Tao asked.

"The shopkeeper and his eldest son had an accident. The proprietress couldn't support the stall by herself, so she had to take the youngest son back to the hometown."

"What happened?"

"They have saved a lot of money over the years, so they bought a small farm outside the city, hired a few long-term workers to farm the land and harvested grain, and waited until they got older, so they exchanged the storefront and went to the village to support them."

When the old man said this, he sighed and slapped his thigh.

"The problem is in the farm. A few days ago, the store manager went to the farm to pick up houses as usual.

I didn’t realize it, but I was met by bandits fleeing here, not even a few long-term workers survived..."

Wei Tao frowned slightly, "The farm near Cangyuan City can also have accidents, it seems that the situation is indeed getting more and more chaotic."

"Well, I said they were gangsters, but in fact, I think it's hard for these people to say what their identities are on the surface.
Maybe you become a bandit at night and change your clothes during the day to become an obedient citizen of the court..."

The old man was chattering, knocking the cigarette rod on the wall from time to time to shake off a little spark.

Wei Tao silently turned and left, and quickly left the long street and entered the alley,
After turning left and right, it stopped in a remote courtyard.

The two men in Tsing Yi glanced through the crack of the door.

Quickly put away the sharp knife in his hand, and opened the door a gap.

Wei Tao glanced left and right, and stepped in, "Where is that disciple from the Iron Legs School?"

A man in Tsing Yi respectfully said, "Master Hui, he got drunk at noon and is still sleeping in the room."

"Take me there."

Wei Tao was led into the room. In the dark and humid environment, the room was full of alcohol.

A person curled up on the bed in the corner, sleeping soundly wrapped in a quilt.

"He is the direct disciple of the Iron Legs Sect, Shang Bian?"

Wei Tao walked closer and observed carefully, "Why doesn't he look like a martial artist at all?"

"Returning to Young Master, when we found him, he seemed to have suffered serious internal injuries, and he has been like this since he was rescued."

"Wake him up and find me next door."

Wei Tao dropped a sentence, turned around and left the room.

(End of this chapter)