[Comprehensive] Travel to the world of martial arts and raise a boss

From the day he was picked up by the old lunatic, Lu Chongming temporarily lived in the post station and began his life of recuperating from his injuries.

The living conditions in the post station are not good, and there is no reason to raise a seriously wounded person here, and the money spent on medicinal materials every day is a big expense, and the middle-aged man with a strong back and a waist, the post chief, can speak a few words in a strange way , but he didn't really drive him out, maybe it was really like the old lunatic said, he was a knife-mouthed bean curd.

Time passed slowly, and Lu Chongming's injury gradually improved, but because of the upper tailbone, the lower body always felt that he could not use his strength. After reading it, the doctor said that it would take at least half a year to recuperate. If the stab wound on the tailbone was any deeper, Lu Chongming would not be able to stand up in the future. At least he can heal now.

When his wounds began to scab, the old lunatic moved a wooden wheelchair, which he made himself, and then Lu Chongming was finally able to leave the bed where he had been lying for more than half a month, and went out to bask in the sun.

After a few days, he also had a general understanding of the situation of the personnel in the post station. From the post chief to the wounded person who was picked up, there were only six people in total, except for the old madman. , just an old handyman with white hair, plus two younger postmen.

The old lunatic seems to have a good popularity here, because of his relationship, others are still polite to Lu Chongming, and no one comes to disturb his self-cultivation.

The weather is getting cooler and it is already early autumn. The ginkgo tree in the courtyard is lush with branches and leaves, and it rustles when the wind blows.

Lu Chongming was sitting in the wheelchair that the old lunatic helped him make. The sun was warm and warm, and it made him drowsy. His pale face was tanned with a faint blush.

The man with disheveled hair appeared silently. Standing in front of him, Lu Chongming opened a gap slightly, and said lazily: "You are blocking my sunlight."

The visitor rolled his eyes towards the sky and said, "It's windy, you'll catch a cold if you sleep here."

"Not asleep!" He just closed his eyes and thought about something, "What do you want me to do?"

"It's time to eat, I'm here to ask you to eat." The old lunatic stroked the messy beard on his face and said, "You're half healed from your injury, so go out and eat with us, and you can get to know them too. "

Lu Chongming thought for a while and nodded.

The few people in the post station were not surprised by his appearance, they just nodded their heads and said hello and then buried their heads in hard work. To be honest, the turbulent movements of several big men really made him feel a little bit unable to put down his chopsticks.

A large piece of greasy fat was placed in his bowl, and the old lunatic didn't even look back, he just said, "Eat it quickly! Otherwise, it will all be snatched up!"

Lu Chongming was speechless, and suddenly felt that he seemed to have made a wrong choice.

After dinner, some of them left, crossed their legs, and the sturdy postmaster sat like a hill, picking his teeth with a toothpick.

Lu Chongming frowned, and said: "Thank you for your care over the past few days. I have something to ask. I don't know what happened to the destruction of Xiaohan Village? Did the government find anything?" He would be so concerned, naturally not For the villagers who have never met before, but want to know if there are any survivors besides him, his son in this body should not die so easily, otherwise how can the trial go on, the target of the attack They are all dead, he might as well commit suicide quickly so that he can go back as soon as possible!

The postmaster curled his lips in disdain, and said: "The government has a fart! Our county magistrate is more proficient at playing with women than anyone else. If you ask him to investigate the case, does he have the ability? Take ten thousand steps back, even if he investigates He didn't have the guts to arrest him whoever committed the crime, there are mixed fish and dragons on the border, even if he was stuffed back into his mother's womb and raised again, he would not dare to poke this hole."

"Then the more than 200 lives in Xiaohan Village are just like this?!" Lu Chongming said coldly.

Before the postmaster answered, the oldest old man in the post station squatting by the door knocked on Hanyan and said: "This is a bitterly cold place, and more than two hundred people die every day. any idea."

"You are also officials, wearing an official uniform."

The postmaster sneered and said, "What kind of officials are we? We're nothing more than small postmen, little Xiami who doesn't even have a grade. You might as well say this to the county magistrate."

Lu Chongming frowned, and when he was about to say something, he was stopped by the old lunatic with his elbows. He leaned into his ear and whispered, "The post chief used to be the chief arrester of the county, and he just because he offended the county Grandpa was demoted here, and I hate him very much, so be careful what you say, and don't step on his sore spots."

Does he have it?Lu Chongming pinched the center of his brows, but remained silent after all.

There is no delay in finding someone. He can walk a few steps with a cane now, maybe it will be better in half a month?

Lu Chongming calculated the day to leave, because he knew that the longer the time dragged on, the less hope of finding someone, but what he never expected was that something happened that night.

Lu Chongming is a very vigilant person. Whenever there is any movement in the front yard, he wakes up, puts on his clothes, gets out of bed and sits in a wheelchair. As soon as he opens the door, he bumps into the old lunatic who lives opposite. is on.

The old lunatic looked sleepy. Because he got up in the middle of the night, his disheveled hair looked a little more sloppy. When he saw Lu Chongming, he rubbed his eyes and asked, "What's wrong? What happened in the front yard?" gone?"

"I don't know." Lu Chongming was also at a loss.

The old lunatic scratched his head, "Let's go and have a look together." Then he came over to push his wheelchair.

The entire front yard was brightly lit, almost all the people in the station were there, and there was one lying on the ground, whose face could not be seen clearly from the direction of Lu Chongming and the two of them.

The old lunatic moved his nose, and could easily smell the smell of blood in the air. He was taken aback for a moment, and said seriously, "What happened? Who was injured?"

His sharp eyes scanned around quickly, and after confirming that the person lying on his stomach was not someone he knew, he breathed a sigh of relief, "Who is this person?"

"Old lunatic..." Xiao Qin is the youngest in the post station, and also the least courageous. At this moment, his dark eyes are wide open, full of panic and fear, and his body under the robe is trembling even more. .

The postmaster's ferocious face was tense, he waved to the old lunatic, and then handed him a sign the size of a palm in his hand.

It was a black token with a scarlet silk ribbon hanging from it. There seemed to be words engraved on it, but because of the distance, Lu Chongming could not clearly see what words were engraved on it. He only saw , when the old lunatic took the token and lowered his eyes, his complexion changed, pale and ugly.

"Jin Yiwei?!" He said word by word.

These three words seem to represent an extremely terrifying existence, because Lu Chongming clearly saw that when the old lunatic said these words, the other people trembled obviously, and Xiao Qin, who was the least courageous, was almost about to cry. Even the flesh on the postmaster's face twitched violently.

"Why did Jin Yiwei appear here?!" The old madman lost his voice: "He died?"

The postmaster handed him a secret letter and said, "Look at this again, I found it from this person."

The old lunatic narrowed his eyes, and a bad premonition suddenly came to his heart. He quickly opened the secret letter, scanned it three times, and although he was mentally prepared, he finally said in surprise: "Tartar knocks!" close?!"

This matter is no small matter. Although the Tatars harassed and plundered the border a lot, due to the power of the Ming Dynasty and the internal struggles of the Tatars themselves, they did not dare to confront the Ming Dynasty openly. !It can't be fake news!

Xu Shi saw the suspicion on his face, the postmaster shook his head and said: "It's better to believe it or not, this matter is related to the safety of Ming Dynasty, so it cannot be neglected."

The old lunatic took a deep breath and said, "Then what to do."

The postmaster put his hands behind his back, turned around a few times, pondered for a moment and ordered: "Huzi, you are good at riding and fast on your feet. I will write a letter later, and you will send it with the token and the secret letter." Datong Commander Wang Xun is in the hands, let’s go now, leave overnight.”

Huzi also knew the seriousness of the matter, he nodded fiercely, and agreed.

After sending Huzi away, several people didn't even have time to bury the body, so the postmaster took the old lunatic and asked him to take Lu Chongming away.

This is the border gate, the first place to suffer in the event of a war, the old lunatic and Lu Chongming are not postmen stationed at the post station, so there is no need to stay here.

The old lunatic didn't want to leave at first. According to him, he was a person who was greedy for life and afraid of death, but the other party blocked him back with a word.

"The one surnamed Dongfang was picked up by you. He is still wounded. Do you want to leave him in this dangerous situation?!"

The old lunatic fell silent all of a sudden, and he said, "Then you two should go together too."

"Fart!" The man scolded, "If I leave, I will be AWOL. Do you want me to lose my head?"

The old lunatic said viciously: "Whoever dares to chop off your head, I will chop off his head first!"

The man slapped him, "Damn it! Do you think I'm a coward?! If I leave now, I will look down on myself!"

"Get out of here! What a jerk, you think of yourself as a bitch!"

The postmaster was too powerful in fighting, and the old lunatic was defeated, so he had to take his people and left that night. Xiao Qin was on the road with them. The ten-year-old boy had a bitter face, and he was so panicked that he almost shed tears. down.

Originally the postmaster also wanted to persuade old man Huang to leave, but the old man said calmly, "I'm already half buried in the ground, but I can't run that far, so it's better to be quiet here." Just stay there, please do me a favor, let this old bone of mine live a little longer."

The night was getting darker, and there were bursts of chill. The old madman's old horse finally used the speed that suited its status, and pulled the car and galloped forward.

Xiao Qin sat on the side trembling, his young face paler than the crescent moon in the sky.

Lu Chongming stretched out his hand to hold his, but felt a coldness in his palm, "Are you scared?" He asked.

Xiao Qin trembled even more, not knowing whether it was from cold or fear.

Lu Chongming pressed the back of his hand and said calmly: "Don't be afraid, no one around you is timid, so you shouldn't be afraid either."

"Maybe we can chat?"

"T-Talk about what?" Maybe his calmness infected him, or maybe what he said gave him a little courage. Xiao Qin finally calmed down. Although he was still panicked, he was much better.

"For example, what's your name as the Postmaster?"

"Gao Dazhuang, his name is Gao Dazhuang..."

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