fake prince

Chapter 2 Su Family Boxing
Although the wild Taoist priest had been prepared for a long time, after receiving this treatment, his complexion immediately darkened, and his mood became bad. To be honest, he actually felt a little pity for Su Ziji, but it was a pity that he had to do this for the promised Dao Jue. , but shook his head.

"If you're so ignorant of current affairs, you deserve to die." Thinking, the wild Taoist gave him a hard look, then turned and left.

When this happened, Su Ziji immediately became vigilant, glanced at the figures on the road in front of him, regardless of whether they were all soldiers or not, he immediately sent Ye Buhui back while it was still daylight.

The store is at the end of the main street, and it takes a while to walk there, and I don't really care about seeing the ancient scenery on the way... The city is covered with snow, and the young women and girls are all bloated in cotton clothes, and there are no flowers to be seen.

However, the county town is not very big, and soon, a willow tree appeared in front of it, and a cloth awning was stretched in front of it. When entering the store, it could be seen that this was a bookstore composed of three rooms. A middle-aged man was looking at the store, coughing from time to time.

"Uncle Ye!"

The boss is Ye Weihan, a middle-aged man with a slightly fat body, and he just yelled, and Ye Buhui twittered about the matter. At the beginning, Ye Weihan listened with a smile, and gradually sank, not knowing what he was thinking , a little lost, he said after a long while: "Zi Ji."

"exist."

"If you are going to take the exam, you don't have to come tomorrow, just study at home... Remember that you can't sell the cemetery, it will be considered unfilial, and it will be a great hindrance to your success in the exam." Ye Weihan took a deep look at Su Ziji, Gave faithful advice.

"Understood, I won't sell it." Su Ziji agreed, and then came to tell the wild Taoist about Feng Shui: "Uncle Ye, I think this is someone from the same way, trying to deceive me."

Ye Weihan frowned and did not speak, Su Ziji asked, "Isn't it right?"

"I haven't heard that your father was in contact with this person. It's a bit strange, but I want to check if he was with a debtor, but this wild Taoist is not simple. He once ordered the Fengshui place of the Ling family. It is a bit strange." A real fortune teller." Ye Weihan's words were surprising.

Su Ziji was stunned when he heard this: "Is it the case that the two big families in Yan and Ling in this county died for a piece of Fengshui treasure land, but the benefits were not realized, and seven of them died?"

"You also know about this? Yes, this is what happened." Ye Weihan glanced at it unexpectedly. The Lingyan family fought with each other for a piece of feng shui land, and seven of them died. This was a major event that caused a sensation in the counties.

"The Yanling family is not an ordinary family. There must be a way to make the two families fight to the death. If you have time, you should visit your ancestral grave to avoid any accidents."

Speaking of this, Ye Weihan showed an expression of hatred for iron and steel: "Also, you want to bury your father generously. Although it is a bit pedantic, it is a filial piety. Why don't you discuss it with me?"

"Why did you hide that we borrowed 15 taels, and it became a usury of 33 taels in three months?" Don't you know that this kind of usury cannot be borrowed, and once you borrow it, you can never lose it again?
How can I feel at ease when I am so impulsive?

"Uncle Ye, I was confused for a moment, and I knew I was wrong." Su Ziji immediately bowed and said.

Ye Weihan may have some family background, but in recent years he has been sick and spends a lot of money on medical treatment every year, and his family fortune has been in decline... Even so, when his father passed away, the Ye family provided a lot of help, and many friendships are difficult to measure in material terms.

Don't look at Ye Buhui's stern face, in fact, she is the one who delivers cakes and meat every time.

Originally, Su Ziji was hypocritical and felt that he owed too much to the Ye family, so he refused to borrow money from the Ye family. Now Su Ziji is naturally not in the second grade, so he immediately admitted his mistake.

"Hey, this is the end of the matter. After March is due, I will come to think of a way. Now there are only a few days before the county exam. You should concentrate on preparing for the exam and don't think too much."

"Also, the borrower is Zhang Dacuo, the leader of the Black Scarf Society in this county. Although he is just a gangster, he has more than a dozen people under his command. It is said that he has killed someone. When your father was around, he I dare not do anything to you, now, you have to be careful."

"Uncle Ye, I understand."

Su Ziji understood this concern in his heart, but he didn't care about the last sentence. He turned his eyes, suddenly had an idea, and called out half a piece of red sandalwood.

"Four Books and Five Classics Level 3 (1237/3000)"

"Su Style Boxing Level 2 (1758/2000)"

Su Ziji remained calm and looked at Ye Weihan. Although he knew that it was only his own mental state, appearing in the form he most recognized, but when the situation came to an end, he had to check whether others could see it or not!
Seeing that Su Ziji didn't seem to be listening, Ye Weihan said earnestly: "Don't underestimate the ruffians, Dazheng founded the country, and the counties and counties were mopped up. This person has a life in his hand, and he can still be in the present. It is because the target is small, and there is also a reason why he is in the county. The relationship is not shallow, so you can't offend easily."

"I see." Su Ziji responded, staring at Ye Weihan's reaction...and didn't notice it!
This verified one thing I was worried about before, as long as I saw it, I would not be afraid of revealing the secret, and I could use it on various occasions with confidence.

"That's good."

A gleam of coldness flashed in his eyes, Su Ziji sneered slightly, if the legacy of this world is half a piece of red sandalwood, then the legacy of the previous life is Su-style boxing.

This unknown boxing technique has a simple origin. My ancestor was a member of the Qi family army. He killed thieves on the battlefield. After returning to his hometown, he became a deputy hundred household. Essence, excellence.

After entering the Qing Dynasty, even though there was no military position, the ancestral kung fu was not left behind. It was only because of the Qing Dynasty's ban on martial arts that it was transformed from weapons into boxing, but the essence was still kung fu for killing enemies.

For this generation, I have studied seriously. Although I don't know why it is only level 2, maybe it is because of the drag on my body, but a few hooligans are not afraid.

After bidding farewell to Ye Weihan, he went back and returned to his own home. The main room was originally his father's room, but now it has become a study room. Although the furniture is old, it is decorated a bit elegantly. There is a small row of bookshelves next to the south window, and a wooden couch occupies the In the middle of the room, two green quilts were neatly folded, and inkstones, paper and pens were placed on the wooden table.

Su Ziji sat down on a pier under the couch, staring blankly, looking around.

"Although the Su family is poor, it used to be a big family. If you really want to collect debts, wouldn't it be better to ask for my private house? It's worth three or fifty taels of silver."

"Just chasing after the tomb field, it's unpredictable!"

Dazed for concentration, seeing the sky getting late, thinking about it, he stuffed two cold meat steamed buns directly, wanted to leave, took some paper and yellow paper, and ran towards the cemetery.

The cemetery is outside the city.

At this time, the gates of the city were closed. Fortunately, the population of this so-called county town was not large. In the industrial age, it was actually a small town.

Su Ziji was familiar with the terrain since he was a child. When he turned around and arrived at a city wall, he saw a tree. Originally, according to the court law, all these trees near the wall had to be cut down, but no one cared about it. He climbed up the tree and jumped on it. wall, and ran over.

The Su family's cemetery is in a small woodland near the river in the east of the county seat. The snow in February has not yet melted, and it is covered with withered grass. Su Ziji walked across a section of field and saw a few trees.

When Su Ziji arrived, he saw several tombs protruding. It could be seen that there was a circle of stone buildings around the old ones, while the new one had only a simple stone tablet.

"This is the Su family's ancestral tomb." Su Ziji held a general disbelief in Feng Shui, but he didn't say anything when he saw a row of mottled stone tablets. Filial piety from children and grandchildren - no matter what, it is reborn on the blood of the Su family, this basic attitude should be there.

It was only when the fire was ignited that the withered grass was burning. Su Ziji stood up abruptly, staring intently at the earliest circle of stone-built ancestral tombs—this is the great-grandfather of the branch in Linhua County. , the great-grandfather moved here, married a wife and had children, followed by grandfather and father.

It is said that it was once wider, so it was surrounded by stone buildings, but now below, Heiyou dug a hole and covered it with grass and snow. I didn't notice it for a while until I burned the paper. block of bones.

"Someone really ruined the feng shui of my ancestral tomb!" Su Ziji saw it at first glance. To be honest, he had just awakened, and he didn't have much affection for the relatives who had passed away, but at this moment he was dizzy, and the memories and emotions before awakening surged in his heart There is only a piece of indescribable anger gathered together, and the calmness after the anger reaches the extreme...

Su Ziji's expression suddenly became indifferent.

Originally, although people of unknown origin were eyeing him, but he was not strong enough, even if he passed the exam, he could only protect himself, and revenge would at least go to a scholar!
According to Su Ziji's plan, he had to bear the burden of humiliation, but now, digging ancestral graves was an act that broke the bottom line in ancient times, which means that the other party is not prepared, and there will be someone who will murder him. A young sworn enemy growing up?

This is not going to give yourself a way out!

Neither the old Suziji nor the new Suziji could bear it. With a sullen face, he stretched out his hand and touched it: "The soil is still fresh!"

His eyes immediately focused on the footprints. Thanks to the weather, it has been snowing for the past few days, and this is a cemetery. No one came here except the Su family: "The footprints are fresh, and the people who dug them left not long ago."

It's time to fight!
Su Ziji looked at the snow trail, and went after him without saying a word.

This may be the last snow of this year. The snow is getting heavier and heavier, but the footprints are still clear. Following the past, I saw a shrine from a distance. A piece of the wall has collapsed. Plaque, I can't make out what the word is.

However, there was a red light inside, as well as curling smoke and a tangy smell of meat. Su Ziji held his breath and quietly crawled in from the collapsed place.

This shrine is not too big, with dry grass and thorns in the yard, an incense burner in the middle, surrounded by iron bars, Su Ziji peeped into the hall through the door, and saw a shrine inside, because it was dark, he couldn’t see clearly, but there was a divine veil Hanging down, it seems to be offering a goddess, but the incense is gone.

The ground was in a mess, the bonfire was licking red flames, pork knuckles seemed to be cooking in the hanging pot, exuding the smell of meat, the two sat around, drinking and eating meat, very happy, with a skeleton beside them.

"Second Brother Yan, why did we dig this tomb and take out the bones that have been dead for decades? It's so musty. You need to burn some incense when you go back." A man looked thin and small, biting the flesh, vaguely talking.

"Hey, you and I are both doing the job of licking blood on the knife, and the one in Shentang also has two lives, what are you afraid of?" Second brother Yan is relatively strong, and he is also biting his bones: "Besides, even though it is Zhang who ordered us Brother, the person who really does the work is the Taoist priest of Tongshan Temple, and he wants to use this skeleton method——there is a resentment, and if it is not our turn, the Taoist priest will punish him."

"The Taoist priest of Tongshan Temple? Be good, why did the Su family offend you, and you want to target him like this?" The thin man asked again: "Besides, why don't you use his father instead of his great-grandfather?"

"I heard it's because of Fengshui. His great-grandfather has the best Fengshui. As for how he offended him, who knows? It's none of our business."

"That's right, it's hard to find a job with ten taels of silver."

Su Ziji listened to eating meat and drinking, stopped discussing, and thought: "The Taoist priest of Tongshan Temple? This is a serious Taoist, and there is a dish talisman from the court. Why are you targeting me?"

"Brother Zhang? I heard it's a local ruffian from the county seat, but I don't think it's this person who is messing around."

"No matter what, it's snowing late at night, and it's outside the city. Let's take the two of you first!" Su Ziji thought. Not ruthless, really ruthless, even chopsticks can kill people - at this moment, his eyes were fixed on the iron bars of the incense burner outside.

After a few grinds, it is a sharp short spear!

Sujiaquan, originally a killing technique evolved from a spear!

(End of this chapter)