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Yang Lin had already noticed that someone was approaching quietly.

Because there was no murderous intent, and the mind-eye technique didn't warn of any danger coming, so he didn't care.

At this time, when he heard the other party asking for food, he turned his head.

There is a movement in my heart.

This one came a bit late.

Originally thought that he would find him shortly after the death of Elder Peng of the Beggar Gang, but unexpectedly, he was really patient.

Although the visitor looked very anxious, his eyes stared at the roast chicken, as if he was afraid that he would grow wings and fly away.

However, his face does not make people feel disgusted, on the contrary, he will be respectful and dare not be insulted.

This person has a rectangular face, with a sparse beard under his chin, he looks about forty years old, with thick hands and big feet, his muscles and bones look strong.

Although the clothes on his body were worn out, they were washed gray and clean, and there were many patches on them.

Carrying a vermilion gourd, and holding a green stick in his hand, no material can be seen.

Just standing there, there is a kind of majestic power that looks forward to oneself.

Once this iconic outfit and the aura of a master appeared, Yang Lin couldn't recognize it.

He smiled immediately and said: "It's fate to meet each other. It happens that there is chicken but no wine. Why don't we sit down and eat together."

As he spoke, he winked at Huang Rong.

Although Huang Rong is young, she has traveled half of the Central Plains as a beggar, and she is smarter than a monkey even if she doesn't touch her hair.

She is also used to seeing rivers, lakes and seas, and she is very clear about the news among the beggars.

Hearing Yang Lin's reminder at this time, he looked at the wine gourd, especially at his right hand holding the wine, the index finger was cut off at the root, and of course he knew who the other party was.

"It's rare to meet a senior expert. How much is a little chicken? Let me treat you to eat."

After finishing speaking, he tore off half of the chicken body from the buttocks and handed it over.

The old beggar looked at the two of them, and said with a smile: "It's a perfect match, I, Hong Qi, was ashamed in front of the juniors, well, although I'm sorry, this half chicken is also showing love."

After speaking, he took a sip of the wine, handed the gourd to Yang Lin, and said, "I think you are very pleasing to the eye, please have a sip too."

Regardless of whether Yang Lin drank or not, he ate the chicken butt on his own, eating happily, humming in his mouth, his eyes and face full of intoxication.

Yang Lin looked amused, and was not polite at the moment, pouring a sip of wine into his mouth.

I only feel the taste is mellow, soft and long-lasting, it is indeed a high-quality aged wine.

Can't help but praise: "You can't buy such good wine in the market, even in the inner garden of the imperial palace, it is extremely rare, right?"

"Of course, this wine, but I am always a beggar, and I waited for half a month before I got it from the Imperial Dining Room.

It is said that the Tartars of the Kingdom of Jin are barbarians, living a life of bare hair and drinking blood, but they don't know that they enjoy it very much. "

"Since you can't get used to it, why didn't the old man kill the Tartar emperor and evacuate the palace, and then you can drink whatever you want."

"Uh……"

The old beggar was taken aback when he heard the words, "You are so courageous, the old beggar is not as good as you, I have never even thought about this question.

However, it is not that simple to kill the Emperor of Jin, so it is better to take it easy.Manpower is sometimes poor, this world is really big. "

He took another sip from the wine gourd, and suddenly handed it to Huang Rong, "Do you want some, too, little girl?"

"Don't drink."

Huang Rong smiled and said: "Qi Gong can still eat this chicken to his satisfaction, but in fact it's just a casual cooking. If there are really good ingredients and some dishes are made, the taste will probably be a hundred times stronger."

"Gudu..."

The old beggar swallowed heavily, his eyes stared a little.

It seems that he is really good at this one.

No wonder, there are rumors in the rivers and lakes that the old beggar missed a major event because of gluttony, and in a heartbroken heart, he cut off his index finger, so that he would always remember that gluttony is not a good thing.

"As the saying goes, cannibals are soft-spoken, but soft-handed. Little girl, you are not kind.

I eat your chicken and you don't drink my wine, tell me, what can I do for you? "

"The left and right are only half chickens, what are they worth? It is our honor to invite old man Qigong.

If he cares about everything, let my father know, wouldn't he blame me for losing his face. "

Huang Rong said with a coquettish smile, and generously handed over the other half of the chicken.

"Haha, the little girl is eccentric and smart, Huang Laoxie really gave birth to a good daughter, I am really envious.

However, even if you keep giving favors, there are still some things that should be done.

You see, your little husband-in-law generously asked me to repay the favor.He doesn't care, what are you afraid of? "

"Of course, who doesn't know that Hong Qigong is called the Northern Beggar, even my father admires it.

The big man is still young, so what's the point of offending you? You are a highly respected old man, so you can make a move if you feel like it? "

Huang Rong smiled sweetly, her face flushed a little, and there was already some worry in her eyes.

Yang Lin laughed: "Rong'er, don't embarrass Qi Gong. If he doesn't come this time, I feel uneasy. If you owe a favor, it's not easy to pay back...

This half chicken is mine. You agreed to invite me to try my handicraft. "

After speaking, he tore off a piece of chicken leg and handed it to Huang Rong, "Let's eat together."

I just took a bite, and my eyes lit up: "It's so delicious, the same method, the same heat, why, some people make it delicious in the world, and some people make it like pig food."

While eating, he watched Hong Qigong swallowing his saliva beside him, feeling really funny in his heart.

"Okay, I've eaten and drank, let me tell you what the old man has to say.

What does your gang of beggars say, since you are acting in your name, the seniors have the responsibility to govern and manage it well, let alone say that the tree has dead branches that cannot be managed.

As long as you have the heart, even a mess can be sorted out. "

"Well said, this man always treats himself leniently and treats others more strictly, so he will inevitably have many problems.

No matter what, there are many disciples and grandchildren, and there are always many bad things...

As for Elder Peng, it was his own fault. If he killed him, he would kill him. I don't blame you.

However, among the five little beggars who were killed by your palm, there are innocent people..."

Hong Qigong put the gourd on his back again, put the green jade stick on the ground, and when he folded his palms, there was a roar of dragons and tigers, and the spirit of swimming and circling rose up from his body.

It rises and falls like a long dragon, which is really amazing.

"The rivers and lakes are dangerous, and there are bound to be casualties. Although those few beggars in clean clothes may have been deceived, they may also be just waving their flags and shouting. They have not taken refuge in the Kingdom of Jin, nor have they committed any evil deeds.

But since he obeyed Elder Peng's order and attacked me, at that moment, he was already an enemy rather than a friend. "

Yang Lin looked serious.

"When the two sides are hostile, they have to care about the character of the other party and whether they have violated the law? Lu is not an official, so how can he care so much?

If you kill, you will kill, there is no reason to shirk, old senior Hong asked me to make a move, it is a crooked attack, please..."

Yang Lin stood up, wiped off the oil stains on his hands, straightened his back, and the blood-red flame rose half a foot, and the grass, leaves and dead branches around him exploded violently.

The breath is soaring.

"Ah...ah, no matter how you say it, swords are on the verge of a fight. Those who don't know think it's a fight between hooligans on the street. It doesn't sound good to say it."

Huang Rong hurriedly stopped him.

When Yang Lin heard this, he smiled and said, "That's right, how can we say that we are considered masters, and when masters fight, there is always something to win.

Rong'er, if you say that if I compete with senior Hong, if I win by one and a half strokes, what kind of prize will I want? "

"It depends on whether Senior Hong can afford to lose, if he can't afford to lose, he may not agree.

Because, I heard from my father that, apart from a set of Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms and the Dog Beating Stick, Senior Hong has nothing in his body.

But the dog-beating stick method is the unique martial art of the leader of the beggar gang, which has been passed down from generation to generation, and there has never been a precedent for it.

However, the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms can be passed on to outsiders, depending on whether Senior Hong is willing to part with it or not? "

Huang Rong rolled her eyes and said with a smile.

"Tsk tsk, you two, male and female, are really amazing, you want to trick the old beggar's housekeeping skills by singing like this?

However, if you want the Eighteen Palms of the Dragon, you can do it, you can't win with your mouth...

Little girl, if you dare to say it, even Huang Laoxie would not dare to say it in person. "

Hong Qigong was so angry that he laughed.

He waved his hand and said again: "Win or lose is not a bad thing. If I lose, I will offer the Dragon Subduing Palm Technique with both hands. What if Brother Lu loses?

I don't want you to ask for justice, I want your move to surpass Qiu Qianren's old clapper's qi swordsmanship.

From what I've seen, there's only that trick, which is quite famous and catches the eyes of old beggars. "

After saying this, both Yang Lin and Huang Rong understood.

That day Yang Lin finished chasing Yan Honglie and fought with Qiu Qianren, the Nine-fingered beggar was watching the battle not far away.

Moreover, he looked at it very carefully, and he had long been thinking about Yang Lin's way of integrating essence and inner qi.

It's amazing eyesight.

"Okay, then it's settled."

Yang Lin readily agreed.

He didn't know why Huang Rong had so much confidence in him.

He thought he could defeat Hong Qigong, who was as famous as his father.

However, he really wanted the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms on Old Beggar Hua's body.

Not for anything else, just because it fits perfectly.

In other words, Yang Lin spent a lot of martial arts value to upgrade the Jinguan Jade Lock Jue to the twelve-story building.

Moreover, all the essence of the two bodies are fused together to replenish the source.

Speaking of which, his internal strength cultivation base, as well as the basic blood energy of his physical body, have already become immeasurably strong.

On the solid foundation, the world does not think second.

However, the foundation is strong, but it may not be able to be used.

Swordsmanship is just Quanzhen swordsmanship, which can be regarded as basic swordsmanship, and when applied to the peak, the degree of subtlety is also very limited.

The palm technique is Quanzhen School's Walking on Frost and Ice Palm, although it can be regarded as a superior martial art, it is still more than one level inferior to palm techniques that can increase by a huge amount, such as Subduing Dragon Eighteen Palms and Hama Kung Fu.

The biggest shortcoming of this set of palm techniques is actually that it is biased towards the operation of internal force, and there is not a very good way to drive the fusion energy.

As for boxing techniques, such as Plum Blossom Boxing, Mizong Boxing, and Iron Line Boxing, they are basically physical martial arts that circulate Qi and blood and vibrate essence.

He doesn't have much expertise in inner qi movement.

In a real fight, it is tantamount to abolishing half of your martial arts.

At this time, he actually needs a kung fu that can not only fully display his physical body Jingyuan martial arts, but also exert the power of internal martial arts at the same time.

In this aspect of martial arts, after much deliberation, there is nothing more suitable than Subduing Dragon Palm.

This technique is from the outside to the inside, and both inside and outside, while taking into account the fine energy attack of the physical body and the strong internal force attack, it is simply tailor-made for Yang Lin's body at this time.

Huang Rong's proposal was just right.

Of course, he felt that the bet was very profitable.

Hong Qigong also felt that the proposal of gambling was not a bad idea.

The old beggar spent his whole life relying on the subduing dragon palm to conquer the world. His body was polished bit by bit by using his internal force and palm technique, and his internal force was also completed bit by bit by himself.

Speaking of which, he also couldn't find a way forward.

Because, knowing it but not knowing why.

Although he has cultivated his physical body and inner energy to the peak by virtue of his extraordinary talent, he has aspired to be one of the five best in the world.

But for the next step, how to integrate these two forces?No clue.

Indistinctly, he could sense that there must be a very profound concept of martial arts in it, but he couldn't figure it out just by relying on him alone.