Martial arts: A Taoist friend, Li Mochou cried

Zhang Chu smiled and said: "I think Brother Guo Jing is good at martial arts and has a chivalrous heart. He will definitely do something in the future. It would be a pity to stay in Lin'an as a fast catcher."

After all, Guo Jing was a young man, and he had just entered the Central Plains. Hearing Zhang Chu's words, he couldn't help but feel happy and had a good impression of Zhang Chu.

"Mr. Zhang, what should I do?" Guo Jing scratched his head and smiled innocently.

Zhang Chu said solemnly: "Naturally, it is to organize and train a rebel army to defend the rivers and mountains of the Great Song Dynasty."

"..."

Guo Jing said blankly: "Master Zhang, isn't this goal too ambitious?"

Chapter 104 Wu Mu's suicide note

As soon as Zhang Chu heard this, he understood that Guo Jing still lacks pressure and sense of urgency.

He sighed, and said: "Brother Guo Jing, you know that the Jin soldiers have harassed our Song Dynasty border many times, and even almost went straight to Lin'an a few days ago, our Great Song Dynasty is in danger."

Sure enough, Guo Jing was taken aback immediately, and said, "There is such a thing?"

"It's not surprising that you didn't know about your first visit to An'an." Zhang Chu shook his head.

Guo Jing couldn't help but said angrily: "These golden soldiers are really hateful!"

Zhang Chu knew that Guo Jing could not be attracted by the idea of ​​being loyal to the emperor and loving the court. This Guo Juxia guarding Xiangyang was not for the emperor and the court at all, but for thousands of Chinese people.

Now Guo Jing is in the hot blood of a young man, Zhang Chu decided to strike while the iron is hot.

"Brother Guo Jing, today the world is full of wars, if you can train a rebel army to sweep the foreign enemies when you advance, and protect the people when you retreat, isn't that what you want to be a hero?"

Guo Jing was excited when he heard this, and he clenched his fists, wishing he could recruit soldiers immediately.

Suddenly, Ke Zhen'e said, "Young master Zhang, but Jing'er doesn't know how to train and lead troops at all, how can he train a rebel army?"

Guo Jing couldn't help but said: "Master, I have seen Da Khan and them lead troops to fight before, and I know a little bit about it."

Ke Zhen'e was silent for a moment, and then he said: "When I was young, I heard that Yue Wumu's art of war was hidden in the imperial palace. If I can get it, I can train an invincible army."

Guo Jing was stunned for a moment, and said, "Grandpa Yue's art of war?"

"That's right, it seems to be called "Wu Mu's Last Letter", but it's a pity that no one knows the specific whereabouts of this art of war." Ke Zhen'e sighed.

Zhang Chu rubbed his chin, but said nothing.

He did know the whereabouts of Wu Mu's suicide note, but it wasn't in Lin'an at all, but was taken to Tiezhang Peak.

That is the territory of the Iron Palm Gang, and ordinary people have no way to pick up books.

At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded.

"Master!"

As soon as the words were finished, a monk wearing a bright yellow robe walked in with a smile on his face.

Seeing Jiumozhi, Zhang Chu couldn't help but smile.

Good student, you have come at just the right time.

"Teacher, why are you free today?" Zhang Chu said with a smile.

"Amitabha."

Jiumozhi clasped his hands together and said, "Return to Master, this disciple went to the Wudang School a few days ago and wanted to ask Daoist Zhang for advice in person."

Zhang Chu was slightly surprised. This guy actually went to Zhang Sanfeng to challenge him?

Hearing Jiumozhi's words, Ke Zhen'e and Guo Jing were even more surprised.

Although what the monk said was asking for advice, everyone in the Jianghu knew that asking for advice was actually kicking the hall.

At first they heard the monk address Mr. Zhang as their master, and the two thought that the other party was an ordinary monk from Lin'an Temple, but unexpectedly he seemed to be a master of martial arts.

Who is this monk?

"Teacher, have you seen Zhang Sanfeng?" Zhang Chu asked curiously.

Jiumozhi suddenly showed shame on his face, and said: "The strength of this disciple is low, he was defeated by Wudang disciples, and he failed to meet Master Zhang."

"..."

Zhang Chu was stunned. When did Wudang disciples become so powerful?

Seeing Zhang Chu's expression, Jiumozhi was even more embarrassed, and explained: "The disciple was actually defeated by a set of weird formations by Zhang Zhenren's apprentices. Once the formation is used, its power is astonishing."

He paused, and added: "Actually, it's not a defeat, but the disciple couldn't break the formation for a long time, so he had to admit defeat."

Only then did Zhang Chu suddenly realize that it was the real martial arts seven-section array.

If this formation is performed by seven people at the same time, it will be like bringing together the skills of 64 first-class masters in the world.

Even if he was as strong as Jiumozhi, he couldn't easily contend with it.

However, Jiumozhi is probably purely holding the idea of ​​learning from each other, and did not make a ruthless attack. If he used his martial arts with all his strength, without Zhang Cuishan and Yu Lianzhou's real martial arts seven-section formation, it is estimated that Jiumozhi, a natural master, would not be able to stop him. .

"By the way, apprentice, I have something for you to do as a teacher." Zhang Chu said suddenly.

Jiumozhi hurriedly said: "Master, please give me instructions. Even if this disciple goes up the mountain of swords and down into the sea of ​​fire, he will definitely fulfill the instructions of the master."

Zhang Chu smiled and said: "It's not that serious, it's just a trivial matter. You go to Tiezhang Peak for the teacher and bring something back."

Jiumozhi heaved a sigh of relief, fortunately, it was really a trivial matter.

"Master, may I ask what it is?"

Zhang Chuman said casually: "A book on the art of war is called "Wu Mu's Last Letter."

"Oh."

Hearing that it was a book on the art of war, Jiumozhi suddenly lost interest, and it was not a secret book of martial arts.

"Master, don't worry, this disciple will bring back this "Wu Mu's Last Letter" for Master." Jiumozhi laughed.

Although Jiumozhi didn't care about "Wu Mu's Suicide Note", Ke Zhen'e and Guo Jing who were on the side looked shocked.

"Wu Mu's Suicide Note"?

Mr. Zhang actually knew the whereabouts of "Wu Mu's Suicide Note"?

But isn't "Wu Mu's Suicide Note" in the Lin'an Palace?Why is it on Iron Palm Peak?

When Jiumozhi left, Zhang Chu smiled slightly and looked at Guo Jing.

"Brother Guo Jing, why not stay in Lin'an for a few more days, and wait for my apprentice to fetch Wu Mu's suicide note, so you can read it carefully."

Guo Jing was taken aback, and subconsciously said: "But I still want to compete in martial arts..."

"What martial arts competition?"

Ke Zhen'e hastily interrupted Guo Jing's words, and said with a serious face: "Jing'er, we will stay in Lin'an these few days, and it is your chance to have the opportunity to witness Marshal Yue's military art, understand?"

Guo Jing scratched his head and said, "What about the martial arts competition?"

"The blind man will just write a book and let your other masters admit defeat on the spot." Ke Zhen'e said without thinking.

"..."

…………

In the name of the Empress Dowager Xixia, Li Qiushui asked the Xixia post office to contact the Xixia Palace quickly and asked them to send 20 taels of gold quickly.

Although Zhang Chu said 10 taels, Li Qiushui decided to give more.

Anyway, the money belongs to the Xixia royal family, so what does it matter to her, Li Qiushui?

During the period of waiting for the gold, Li Qiushui can be said to have lived like a year.

Although the Six Doors provided her with certain treatment, how could Li Qiushui, who had been pampered and pampered for a long time, adapt to the current life of house arrest?

Li Qiushui gritted his teeth with hatred for Zhuge Zhengwo and others.

If it wasn't for Zhuge Zhengwo deliberately deceiving her with false news, how could she come to Lin'an all the way from thousands of miles?

"Mother, but the food is not to your liking?" Li Qingluo asked cautiously.

Li Qiushui put down his chopsticks with a frown, and said, "Ah Luo, I heard from Mr. Zhuge that he let you go, why were you arrested?"

Li Qingluo said in a low voice: "It's not the one with the surname Zhang. I wanted him to help me find Zhuge Zheng and me to get two pass inspections, but he refused, so my daughter had to move out, but she was arrested again by accident. Arrived here."

"Surnamed Zhang?"

Li Qiushui was startled, and asked, "What's his name?"

"It seems to be called Zhang Chu."

"..."

Li Qiushui was silent for a while, before he said: "You mean, you had the opportunity to live in his house, but you gave up, right?"

"Mother, his house is just a small yard, where..."

boom!

Li Qingluo hadn't finished speaking when she suddenly saw Li Qiushui slap the table to pieces.

"Idiot! I was almost killed by you!" Li Qiushui gritted his teeth.

Chapter 105

Li Qingluo didn't expect that Li Qiushui would lose his temper so much, she was at a loss for a while.

Li Qiushui suppressed the anger in his heart, and said coldly: "This person is a great master, if he protects me, let alone Zhuge Zheng me, even the court of the Song Dynasty can't do anything to you. I don't know Mount Tai with my eyes, but I almost got hurt."

Li Qingluo was shocked, and lost her voice: "A master master?"

Li Qiushui said coldly: "Otherwise, you think Zhuge is the head of my six doors, why do you respect him so much?"

"I……"

Li Qingluo's face turned pale, and said: "I thought he was just acquainted with Zhuge Zhengwo."

She really did not expect that Zhang Chu would be a master.

If she knew this earlier, how could she dare to be so disrespectful to Zhang Chu?

At this time, Li Qingluo felt that she would survive the catastrophe. If she had changed to a master with a bad temper, she might have lost her life by now.

"Idiot, you should stay at the six doors and reflect on yourself."

Li Qiushui left with a look of resentment.

…………

Just when Li Qingluo fell into frustration, Li Mochou had already packed her luggage and was about to return to the Ancient Tomb Sect.

"Young master, this horse?"

Seeing Zhang Chu leading a white horse, Li Mochou couldn't help but startled.

"I borrowed it from you, remember to return it intact." Zhang Chu said with a smile.

Li Mochou said softly: "Understood, thank you Mr. Zhang."

"Then we won't see you off, have a good trip."

After Zhang Chu finished speaking, he waved to her, and then went into his room without looking back.

Li Mochou stepped on the white steed, and slowly left the yard with a bunch of prepared gifts.

She turned her head and glanced at the yard, pursed her lips, then shook the reins lightly, and walked slowly towards the gate of the city.

Li Mochou's temporary departure did not affect the lively atmosphere in the courtyard at all.

After all, Li Mochou is usually relatively silent, besides eating and sleeping, she is practicing martial arts.

Only Tianshan Child Elder, without a fellow who has a common topic, feels that life is a bit more boring.

evening.

While eating, Yin Li suddenly remembered something and said with a smile: "By the way, young master, when I was doing laundry today, I met a Persian."

Dai Qisi shook her hands, and the chopsticks fell to the ground.

Zhang Chu laughed and said: "Lin'an is the capital of the Song Dynasty. There are more foreign merchants in the first place. What's so strange about the Persians?"

"My lord, that person seems to be a merchant indeed. He wears gold, silver and jewelry all over his body, as if he is afraid that everyone will not know that he is rich." Yin Li laughed.