martial law

"Yingzi, why didn't you say hello when you met your brother?"

"Oh."

Yang Ying swallowed her saliva and responded in a low voice.

She really didn't know how to face this third brother.

The past is vivid.

The third brother who was the most despised at first, actually hid it so deeply.

In comparison, the boxing technique that he is proud of is really nothing to mention.

Back then, if he hadn't arrived in time, the Yang family might have had an accident early because of his reckless actions.

In particular, he also saw the shameful scene that day.

Let her feel ashamed whenever she thinks of this matter.

'You said you are so powerful, why don't you show it on weekdays?It made me and Sister Lan Xin...'

Thinking of Chen Lanxin's family, Yang Ying's heart throbbed again. She realized that she was useless.

In the end, they didn't avenge her.

On the contrary, it was the third brother whom the two of them cared the least about at the beginning, who unexpectedly helped their family to avenge their blood and revenge...

When Bu Chen, the bloody hand, was beaten until his neck disappeared.

Yang Ying was thinking.

Perhaps, if Chen Lan had a heart, she would have changed her mind a long time ago when she thought that her original fiancé-in-law could do this.

Could things have played out differently?

Looking back and remembering the old people, I don't see the current time and the moon.

Yang Ying became obsessed with thinking for a moment, her eyes were red and tears were streaming down.

She couldn't bear the sadness and grievance in her heart anymore, covered her face and ran to the backyard.

"Eighth Junior Sister, Eighth Junior Sister..."

Xiao Hui was stunned, and she yelled twice, with a little embarrassment on her face.

He hurriedly went to the side to pour a cup of tea, and held it up.

"Master Yang, don't blame Eighth Junior Sister when you drink tea, she is in a bad mood, and she suffered a big blow when she went back this time."

"I don't blame her."

Yang Lin smiled indifferently.

This Xiaohui has a dignified and gentle face, and she is very kind when she looks at it.

When doing things, she also has a great demeanor, but she is much more stable than the hot-tempered fourth sister in her family.

Among these direct disciples of Jingwumen, she is the only one who seriously treats herself as a teacher.

Others have their own thoughts.

On the surface, he looks very respectful, but in fact he doesn't take it seriously.

Can understand.

Their master is a Jinmen hero, Huo Yuanjia who is faintly known as the number one martial artist in Shanghai, so he doesn't like the boxing skills of other schools.

Especially since I'm still so young.

"Have you worked hard all the way, Master Yang, would you like me to squeeze your shoulders for you? My craftsmanship is very good, and Master often praises it."

After a moment of silence, Xiaohui said shyly.

She obviously also felt the embarrassment of the atmosphere and wanted to try her best to save it.

"No, I'll go find Master Huo and watch you practice boxing some other day.

When I heard that I could learn the famous Mizong Fist, I didn't want to wait any longer. "

Chapter 072

In the martial arts training hall in the back hall, Yang Lin saw Huo Yuanjia.

The Jinmen hero stood quietly in front of the weapon rack, looking thoughtful, with a loose gray robe wrapped around his body, fluttering gently in the wind.

It can be seen that the outside of the wide frame has actually become slightly thinner.

Because I just took the medicine.

Huo Yuanjia's complexion improved a lot.

However, from Yang Lin's point of view, his face was still sallow, and his eyes were slightly cloudy.

Judging from Yang Lin's familiarity with some simple Chinese medicine, this is a problem with both the liver and lungs.

When the body has reached this point, in fact, I really can’t run around anymore. Instead, I have to stay at home, take some medicines for nourishing the lungs and nourishing the liver, and move less and think less.

"It's okay."

Seemingly seeing what Yang Lin was thinking, Huo Yuanjia turned around and said with a smile: "My hemoptysis is actually a health-care disease. If you care about it, it will torture you to sleep and eat. That's all.

Since I was nine years old, I didn't take this disease seriously. It was time to practice boxing and martial arts.

At that time, my parents were worried that I would not grow up. As a result, I have lived to be more than 40 years old, and I am still physically strong and as strong as a cow...

If there is a day to go, it is God's will, there is nothing to worry about. "

He waved his fist, breaking the wind with a sound.

He said coldly: "On that day, Sasaki from the Hongkou Dojo learned from somewhere that I was sick, and he kept saying "sick husband" in every sentence. Unfortunately, I disappointed him and broke his claws on purpose, hehe. "

Yang Lin couldn't help laughing.

Only then did I know that Huo Yuanjia, who talks about martial arts outside and treats others leniently, turned out to be like this in private, and he would remember every word clearly.

This is life and death, and he will do it if he refuses to accept it. The arrogance of a martial artist is deeply hidden in his bones.

"Master Huo knows a Japanese doctor named Akino who came to prescribe medicine for you?"

I really can't help it, Yang Lin reminded.

"You said Akino, that man is a benevolent doctor. He even checked my body and prescribed some lung-nourishing medicines. He is kind-hearted.

However, Nong Jinsun threw away all the medicines he prescribed, which is a pity. "

Huo Yuanjia didn't take it seriously and said: "Actually, Brother Nong is too worried. I know this disease myself, so why would I take the medicine prescribed by the Japanese? It doesn't matter whether they have good intentions or malicious intentions.

Although Western medicine has its own unique features, it can only see the appearance, but not the inner... The real situation is still because my kung fu practice is wrong. "

Having said that, Huo Yuanjia let out a long sigh.

Suddenly changed the subject.

"From my point of view, Master Yang is stepping down with plum blossoms blooming, and his exhalation is frosty, has he already practiced the frost exhalation technique of plum blossom boxing, and now he feels his heart is always cold?

Moreover, you feel alienated from the world and people, and you don't seem to be too interested? "

what……

Yang Lin's heart skipped a beat, that's really the case.

In the battle of Shuangqiao that day, he seemed to have nothing wrong with him, but his indifference was a little too much.

Whether it's frightening, moving, or the people and things I meet, I don't have too many fluctuations in my heart.

Even, Xueshou Buchen and Qinglong Longyi set up a trap, Russell lured people into ambush, and all kinds of things did not stir up some waves in his heart.

Just killed it casually, like killing some pigs.

He originally thought that it was because he had killed too many people in the illusory space and experienced it for too long, which resulted in a different way of looking at the world. Now that he wakes up, he realizes that this is not the case.

A person, no matter how much experience he gains and sees through the world, he will never change his nature along with it.

And, it's getting pretty fast.

You know, these two days, he doesn't like to tease little mushrooms...

Even, for Yingjili's flowery little loli princess, she feels a little restless and ignorant.

Coming from the family-like harmonious world on earth, Yang Lin doesn't have much prejudice against foreigners in general.

As a strong and confident citizen of a big country, he treats everyone equally, neither worships nor hates, and just looks at it with a normal heart.

However, no matter what kind of eyes you look at, looking at the little beauty will always feel pleasing to the eye...

At an age just full of vigor and blood, no matter how calm the mood is, there will be some whimsical thoughts no matter what.

It's nothing else, it's a man's instinct.

The strange thing is that when he looked at Marilyn, he was really calm.

Looking at my parents in this world, they are also indifferent...

I have never considered their safety and fate too much. Is it possible to live in Shanghai?

Next, how will it develop?

If the Qing Gang came to retaliate, how would they respond?

These really haven't been carefully thought about, and it seems that they don't care at all.

'It turns out that something went wrong after I got out of the Martial Arts Illusion. '

After being reminded by Huo Yuanjia, Yang Lin immediately knew what was wrong with him.

It's no wonder that after Zhou Hongyi killed the Tartar Emperor, he quietly lived in seclusion in the barren hills.

On the one hand, it may be to maintain the greatest deterrence, to prevent the Qing court from finding him, and to become the sharpest knife hanging above everyone's head.

On the other hand, it may also be that Zhou Hongyi himself has lost much interest in world affairs, and he doesn't care much about the fate of his disciples' children.

The world is like frost, the heart is lonely...

Maybe that's it.

"So it looks like it's because of the Frost Breathing Technique."

There was a thick frost between Yang Lin's brows, and his eyes fluctuated. The strange thing was that he didn't even worry about himself too much, just like a robot.

Huo Yuanjia frowned, thought for a while, and said: "Actually, there is no need to worry too much. At most, there is a period of discomfort and indifferent temperament, but it will not change the nature."

He shook his head, and sighed self-consciously: "I think back then, in order to practice Huojia Mizong Quan's "swallowing the weather in one gulp", I used anger to make a fire, and my anger was very strong... No matter how strong my lungs are, my strength will improve greatly, and I can fight it all over again." Jinmen Invincible is even worse than your current situation."

Although many years have passed, Huo Yuanjia still seems to be able to remember the pain of that year.

When he was young, he had just developed dark energy, and his Mizong Fist was fast and ruthless.

If you can kill them, you will never injure them. When you are sparring, you don't know how to keep your hands.

After making enemies everywhere, he finally got revenge...

In fact, after he became an adult, hemoptysis has improved greatly.

It's a pity that because of the practice of swallowing the weather, while the strength has improved greatly, the lungs have deteriorated again, and there is no cure for it.

All these years, they have only relied on various lung-nourishing medicines and food to keep them hanging.

This point, he is well aware.

"Could it be that the methods of strengthening internal organs of various schools and schools all have various flaws."

Hearing this, Yang Lin felt cold in his heart.

Huo Yuanjia practiced qigong forcefully, and his liver and lungs were damaged. He suspected that even if there was no so-called Japanese poisoning incident, the other party would not live for many years.

The Frost Breath that I have learned from the Plum Blossom Fist now seems to hurt my heart, and the main emotion is indifferent. According to the Western saying, it is "lost joy".

My heart is full of joy, you don’t even have the people and things you like, so what’s the point of living?

One day, he will become a big devil with no joy or sorrow.

"This actually belongs to the ancient method of practicing qi, using the seven emotions to enter the Tao. In ancient times, it was always mentioned in the classics that someone became a demon after practicing kung fu, and that's what they talked about.

Today's people practice martial arts and Taoism, and they have long since abandoned this method...

I don't know, which plum blossom inheritance did Master Yang get?But to be able to develop muscles and bones at an age of weak crown, and step into the level of dark energy in viscera training, is really no small matter.