Martial arts: A Taoist friend, Li Mochou cried

"Who is the traitor?"

Hong Qigong's complexion suddenly darkened, and he said: "Don't you think I'm a beggar so I can fool you?"

"Disciple dare not!" Several people suddenly showed panic, and fell to the ground one after another.

Hong Qigong sneered and said: "The old beggar is really blind. He actually let this surnamed Peng become an elder. He has done a lot of evil outside, and he is a fish and meat. Don't you guys know it?"

"Returning to Chief Hong, the disciple really doesn't know." Lu Youjiao lowered his head and said.

Hong Qigong looked at the elders of the Clean Clothes Sect again, and said coldly, "What about you?"

Elder Liang and the others looked ashamed, lowered their heads and dared not speak.

Several of them had heard about Elder Peng, but they didn't take it seriously.

Those of the Clean Clothes Sect are not real beggars at all. They are either rich or possess martial arts. They have different reasons for joining the Beggar Sect, but most of them come for the name of the Beggar Sect. .

Although they were not as unscrupulous as Elder Peng, they didn't take ordinary people seriously at all, and turned a blind eye to what Elder Peng did.

Seeing this situation, how could Hong Qigong not understand?

His face was ashen, and he said in a cold voice: "Before coming to An'an, the old beggar checked it out. This man surnamed Peng is rampant outside. Even if others don't kill him, the old beggar will kill him with a slap. Such a person, you Have the face to avenge him?"

Seeing that Hong Qigong was angry, several people trembled and dared not even show their anger.

"Master Hong calm down, the disciple was deceived by Elder Peng, so..."

Lu Youjiao wanted to explain, but seeing Hong Qigong's angry face became even worse, he had to lower his head, not daring to continue speaking.

Hong Qigong took a deep breath, and then said coldly: "You guys, during this period of time, you must strictly investigate the whole gang of beggars. Anyone who commits crimes will be expelled from the gang at least, or beaten to death with sticks, understand? "

"Yes, disciple understands!" Several elders said quickly.

Hong Qigong's expression softened a little, and then he waved his hands and said, "Get the hell out of here."

Hearing this, several elders quickly got up.

"Lu Youjiao stay here." Hong Qigong said again.

When the others left, Hong Qigong looked at Lu Youjiao: "What did you say in the letter, that Elder Peng was killed by a chopstick piercing his neck?"

"That's right, that's exactly the case. This person's profound skill is really rare." Lu Youjiao whispered.

Hong Qigong frowned and said, "When did the Song Kingdom produce such a master?"

This Elder Peng can become an elder of the Beggar Gang, so his martial arts are naturally not low. If this person can kill Elder Peng with a chopstick silently, his martial arts are at least acquired.

Lu Youjiao said in a low voice: "Master Hong, the disciples in the gang have found out the whereabouts of that Taoist nun, and she should be in Lin'an City now. Through this person, we may be able to find someone who makes a move."

Hong Qigong pondered for a while, then waved his hands, and said, "Forget it, this person also saw injustice, I believe he should be a chivalrous man."

"Yes, I understand. I will withdraw the search order after I go back." Lu Youjiao said hastily.

Hong Qigong said casually, "What major event has happened in Lin'an recently?"

Lu Youjiao thought for a while, and said: "There are indeed a few things, such as Murong's intention to rebel, and Zhuge Shenhou led his men to catch them all. I believe that Gangzhu Hong should have heard about it."

Hong Qigong shook his head, and said: "This Murong family is really daring, if it is true that there are swords and soldiers everywhere, I am afraid that my beggar gang will have countless more disciples."

"One more thing."

Lu Youjiao lowered his voice and said, "According to rumors, a few days ago the Western poison Ouyang Feng came to Lin'an, intending to assassinate Song officials."

Hong Qigong was taken aback for a moment, then he laughed dumbly and said: "This old poison is really living and returning, a majestic innate master, to do such a thing."

Lu Youjiao smiled and said, "It's a pity, with Zhuge Shenhou in Lin'an, Ouyang Feng can only return home in defeat."

"Is it Zhuge Shenhou who made the move?" Hong Qigong asked.

Lu Youjiao was taken aback for a moment, and then he said unsurely: "It should be? Otherwise, who else can be Ouyang Feng's opponent?"

Hong Qigong nodded.

Although this old poisonous person is not very good, his martial arts are really good. In Lin'an City, probably only Zhuge Zhengwo can defeat him.

Hong Qigong suddenly looked Lu Youjiao up and down, and said, "Have you brought any money?"

"Huh?" Lu Youjiao looked blank.

"What about you?"

Lu Youjiao came back to his senses, then searched all over his body, and finally found a dozen copper coins.

Hong Qigong frowned and said, "Why so little? It's not enough to buy a jug of wine."

"Master Hong, our Dirty Clothes Sect has no money." Lu Youjiao looked helpless.

"Forget it, I'll go find those clean clothes guys."

Chapter 68

Lin'an City, inside an inn in Dengpingfang.

Jiumozhi sat cross-legged, flipping through the Buddhist scriptures in his hand with a serious face.

After a long time, he slowly closed the last page, and then recited a Buddha's name.

"I see, Mr. Zhang is worthy of being a great master." Jiumozhi showed a look of admiration on his face.

At this time, Jiumozhi finally understood why Zhang Chu asked him to read Buddhist scriptures.

It turned out that although the Shaolin 72 stunt he practiced was powerful, it caused many hidden diseases in his body.

These days, Jiumozhi read Buddhist scriptures every day, and every time he finished reading a book, the hidden disease in his body weakened a bit.

Jiumozhi already had great wisdom, now after reading these Buddhist scriptures, his face looks even more solemn, with the air of a high-ranking monk.

After leaving the room, Jiumozhi hurried towards Zhang Chu's yard impatiently.

On the way, when he met the six-door policeman, Jiumozhi hid himself, and did not show up until the six-door policeman left.

When he came to Zhang Chu's courtyard, Jiumozhi suddenly found that there was a familiar person inside, Zhuge Zhengwo.

Jiumozhi knew that he was being wanted, so naturally he didn't dare to show his face in front of Zhuge Zhengwo, so he had to hide quietly outside the wall.

inside the yard.

"Master Zhang, are you sure Hong Qigong has come to Lin'an?" Zhuge Zhengwo frowned.

"It should be, Master Zhuge might as well check it out." Zhang Chu said with a smile.

Zhuge Zhengwo nodded solemnly.

The sudden appearance of an innate master like Hong Qigong in Lin'an City naturally aroused the great attention of the six sects.

Even though Hong Qigong is known as a chivalrous man, he cannot relax his vigilance.

If there are any more vicious incidents, it will be troublesome at that time.

"Young master Zhang, I wonder if you can describe Hong Qigong's appearance in detail, so that I can draw it and pass it on to the arresters of the six sects so that they can inspect carefully." Zhuge Zhengwo said suddenly.

Zhang Chu was surprised and said, "Mr. Zhuge can still draw portraits?"

Zhugezheng stroked his white beard and said with a smile, "I just know a thing or two."

Zhang Chu nodded and said, “then you draw a portrait of a real person first, and I’ll see if it’s right.”

Zhuge Zheng and I were stunned for a moment, then nodded and said: "Alright."

After a while, Yin Li brought a pen and paper.

"Thank you girl."

Zhugezheng thanked me, then picked up the brush and began to draw seriously on the paper.

Just when Zhang Chu was thinking about it, Zhuge Zhengwo suddenly handed over the paper in his hand.

"Mr. Zhang, the old man finished the painting." Zhuge Zhengwo showed a hint of complacency on his face.

Zhang Chu took the paper with a blank face, and saw an old face painted on it, with round eyes and big ears, Taoist hair bun, and a wooden hairpin coiled on it, which looked quite fairy-like.

"Who is this?" Zhang Chu asked inexplicably.

Now it's Zhuge Zheng's turn and I'm at a loss.

"The head of Wudang Zhang Sanfeng Zhang Zhenren, didn't Mr. Zhang want to test the old man's portrait skills, so he asked the old man to paint his portrait?"

"..."

What a god! Zhang Sanfeng!

Just when Zhang Chu was speechless, Zhuge Zhengwo's expression suddenly changed, and he shouted sharply, "Who is sneaking around outside?"

"Amitabha."

Jiumozhi recited the Buddha's name, then smiled and poked out a bald head.

"My little monk saw that Mr. Zhang was discussing matters with Mr. Zhuge, so he didn't want to disturb him. I hope Mr. Zhang will forgive me."

Zhang Chu was startled, why don’t you just play Viet Cong’s probe here?

"Jumachi?"

Seeing the person coming, Zhuge Zheng had a look of astonishment on my face.

When did this Jiumozhi get involved with Mr. Zhang?

Zhuge Zhengwo frowned and said: "Why is King Ming here?"

This Jiumozhi, the imperial court didn't want to start a dispute with Tubo, so they didn't really want to arrest him, but in order to maintain face, the imperial court issued a few wanted notices.

Everyone happily put on a show, and when the limelight passes, everything will be fine, isn't that good?

Now that he appears here majestically, he obviously doesn't take the six doors seriously.

"Amitabha."

Jiumozhi clasped his palms together, said with a smile, "I admire Mr. Zhang's Buddhism and martial arts. I have been taught by Mr. Zhang for many days, and I have benefited a lot. I just came to thank you."

Zhuge Zheng was stunned, the old man heard it right, right?

Murong Bo is your best friend, your best friend, why did you start admiring Mr. Zhang in a blink of an eye?

Under the shocked eyes of Zhuge Zhengwo, Jiumozhi suddenly tossed his monk's robe, bowed to Zhang Chu and fell to the ground, and said loudly: "My teacher is above, disciple Jiumozhi, I would like to worship Mr. Zhang as my teacher, and from now on I will only follow my teacher's order." Be obedient, dare not disobey!"

Zhang Chu looked puzzled.

He knew very well that Jiumozhi, a martial idiot, most likely came here for his fencing skills, but this is cheating tricks, which cannot be taught at all.

Don't look at Jiumozhi's filial piety to his disciples now, after a long time, this Jiumozhi's filial piety will probably deteriorate.

Zhang Chu was about to refuse, when suddenly, the long-lost system prompt sounded in his mind.

【Mission Announcement: Take Jiumozhi as an apprentice】

[Task Reward: Greatly improve the host's physical fitness, and be immune to diseases and toxins]

Zhang Chu suddenly showed a hint of joy. After so long, the system finally came alive.

And it sent good things as soon as it came.

Leaving aside the improvement of physical fitness, immunity to toxins means that Zhang Chu will not have to worry about others poisoning him in the future.

To put it simply, this reward is to make him the captain of the Song Dynasty.

Seeing Zhang Chu's happy face, Jiumozhi couldn't help being excited, presumably the master must be overjoyed because he has such a talented and intelligent disciple as himself?

Under Jiumozhi's expectant eyes, Zhang Chu coughed lightly, and then said: "In this case, I will accept you as a registered disciple."

Named disciple.

Jiumozhi felt a little disappointed, but soon cheered up.

This must be Master testing himself.

When one day my performance passes the test, the master will accept me as a formal disciple, and then teach him the amazing method of controlling the sword with qi.

Thinking of this, Jiumozhi had a longing look on his face, and he couldn't help being a little crazy.

Finally, he came back to his senses, quickly grabbed the ground with his head, and said excitedly: "Master, please accept my apprentice's worship!"

Zhang Chu nodded, and then said casually: "Although I accepted you as a registered disciple, no matter how much trouble you make outside, you can't be said to be my disciple, understand?"

Hearing this, Zhuge Zhengwo at the side was suddenly slightly startled.

Why are these words so familiar?It seems to be a storybook novel from the Ming Dynasty, right?