Taoist master wants to ascend

Gaoliu County is divided into inner and outer areas, each with eight urban districts.

Separated by a city wall, the layout of the inner and outer cities is quite different. Shops that can be opened in the inner city can also be opened in the outer city, such as Yiqi Inn, Blacksmith Shop, Four Seasons Medicine Hall, etc.

However, martial arts schools are an exception.

The poor were poor in culture and rich in martial arts, so martial arts schools only catered to wealthy households. They were not open to the outer city, but there was no shortage of people from the outer city who came to be apprentices with the money they had accumulated over the years.

Although most of them ran out of money and returned sadly, there is still an endless stream of latecomers.

"Qiu Da is gone."

In the Lihe Martial Arts Hall, one of the three major martial arts halls in the inner city, in a small courtyard, Liang Ashui bowed to the stout man who walked in and said gratefully:

"Thank you, Fourth Senior Brother."

"My family, what's the point of thanking me? It's just this matter, I'm afraid it's not over yet. I heard that even Qiu Long was summoned by the county magistrate..."

Miao Feng, a rough man, frowned, walked back and forth for a few steps, then looked back at Liang Ashui:

"Ah Shui, tell the truth, did you kill the person?"

"..."

Liang Ah Shui's face turned black and she was extremely helpless:

"Fourth Senior Brother, killing an entire family just for a boat, how could I possibly do such a thing?"

Miao Feng's expression softened slightly and became angry again:

"Those families must have framed you for the entrance spot in the Divine Weapon Valley! I will definitely report this matter to the master, and I will not stop until I find this person!"

After that, Miao Feng left in a hurry.

"hateful!"

Liang Ah Shui slapped the gravel table and gritted his teeth.

In the clear water lake in winter, even an experienced fisherman could not catch fish, but he was not afraid and wanted to have a good harvest.

But now, he is being stared at directly!

"Who killed Liu Lezi?"

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when!

Late at night, the watchman rang the gong.

The cold wind blew the snow off the eaves, and pieces fell.

Not far from the blacksmith's shop, in a dilapidated house, a beggar with disheveled hair shrank into the shadows. Outside the door, a policeman patrolling the streets was walking by.

"The tiger fell flat and was bullied by the dog!"

Under the disheveled hair, there was only one eye. He was a middle-aged man with a sallow complexion. He looked fiercely at the trembling mangy head in the corner:

"You bitch, it's not enough to take off my clothes, you even took away my shoes..."

The more Nian Jiu thought about it, the angrier he became. He stretched out his hand and slapped her a few times, but held back, fearing that he would kill the remaining dry food.

"Qiu Long, Wang Luan, Cao Yan, Yu Zhen, Lin Jing... When I recover from my injuries, you will be in a dilemma of life and death!"

The wind blew the broken wooden door, and Nian Jiu's one eye glowed with a faint red light, staring closely at the forging shop not far away, which looked like a creeping beast in the night.

"Dare to take my things..."

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In the next few days, Gaoliu County was still in turmoil.

The murderous maniac and the cold weather have forced most people to stay at home and not go out.

Li Yuan naturally didn't go out either. Fatty Sun went shopping by himself a few times. While he was practicing, he also asked the apprentice helpers in the shop about what was happening outside.

Most of the entertainment in Gaoliu County had nothing to do with them. Not everyone was talking about such a big matter. Without any effort, he got a lot of information that was unknown to be true or false.

For example, Liu Lezi's body has not been found yet, how miserable the stall owner died, Liang Ashui almost went to jail, the city guards patrolled the streets, Liu Lezi escaped from murder and robbery... and so on.

At night, Li Yuan tossed and turned, unable to sleep, and kept analyzing the information he had learned.

"Am I not suffering from delusions of being persecuted?"

Li Yuan smiled bitterly.

After lying there for half an hour, he really couldn't sleep, so he simply got up, wrapped himself in cotton clothes and went out.

The winter night was very cold, so he performed several sets of Hammer Techniques to summon up the vitality, and then he could barely stand still, but the Breathing Technique still couldn't get into the state.

He suddenly came to this strange world, and all his relatives, friends and familiar environment disappeared. It took him two months to gradually adapt to and suppress the huge emptiness and tension.

At this time, this feeling of uneasiness emerged again.

He wasn't paranoid, it was just the unfamiliar environment that made him uneasy, and the slightest disturbance would make his nerves tense.

"No one in their right mind would kill someone for a broken shoe, right?"

Li Yuan was a little annoyed.

If he really got into trouble because of buying these shoes, he would really vomit blood.

But thinking about the murdered Liu Leizi and the hawker, I feel that it is not impossible. The only connection between the two people is this Liuhe boot...

It was so cold tonight that Li Yuan couldn't bear it after standing for half an hour. He turned around and went back to the house. He was still thinking about it until he lay down.

"It's impossible to kill people for boots. Could there be something hidden in these shoes?"

With a flash of inspiration, Li Yuan turned over and sat up again.

He glanced at the room with his peripheral vision, and there was nothing but snoring. However, he still put on his shoes and went out. After entering the latrine, he opened his clenched palms.

As long as the weapon on the gray stone platform is not controlled, he can still take it out.

"These shabby shoes..."

Looking at this Liuhe boots, Li Yuan hesitated again. This was the first advanced item he got. Was it too reckless to destroy it just for a guess?

Stab!

Hesitating in his heart, Li Yuan's hand did not stumble. With a strong force, he tore off the shoe upper with two big holes.

"Nothing?"

Li Yuan looked at the uppers of the shoes and even pulled apart several layers stacked together, but found nothing.

But when he pulled off the thick layer of leather from the soles, his body couldn't help but tremble.

There is something!

There was no light in the latrine, and Li Yuan almost put the sole of his shoe on his face before he noticed the densely packed small characters on the inner sole of the boots.

"Bing Dao Fighting Hammer?!"

Martial arts secrets!

Li Yuan took a breath of cold air and almost got kicked. He hurriedly stuffed his tattered boots into his arms, left the hut, and found a corner to squat down.

"Is it true that someone carved martial arts secrets on the soles of their shoes?"

Squatting in the corner holding the worn shoes, Li Yuan looked like he had a toothache.

"The art of fighting and hammering, the secret martial arts of the Divine Weapon Valley, ranked 18th on the Zhelong Mansion's top martial arts list?!"

The secret superior martial arts of the Divine Weapon Valley!

Li Yuan almost gasped again, his face was actually a little numb.

"Excellent martial arts! White Ape Cloak Hammer, is it average or inferior?"

Li Yuan's expression was very exciting, and he didn't know what to say for a moment.

Good luck or bad luck?

But whether it was good or bad, he was already sure that the people who killed Liu Lezi and Liu San must be because of this Liuhe boot!

It is also certain that that person must already know that the shoes are in his hands, and may even be targeting him...

"Trouble!"

He reluctantly pieced together the boots that had half of them written on them and put them back on the gray stone platform. Li Yuan was not happy to find that he could still control the broken shoes.

However, after confirming where the trouble came from, he felt a little relieved for no reason.

The unknown is more terrifying than a murderous maniac!

"How to deal with it?"

After rubbing his cold hands, Li Yuan returned to the house and found that Niu Gui had climbed up and was staring at him with a look of shock and disbelief.

"So you practice till so late every day?!"

Ignoring the stupid boy with a shocked look on his face, Li Yuan fell down and fell asleep.

This time, he slept very soundly. When he woke up, it was already bright. He was the only one left on the big bunk, and in the courtyard, the sound of hammer blows could be heard.

Tsk, it’s rolled up again.

Li Daoye, who had woken up a month early, didn't think about it. He was leaning on the bed, eyes half-squinted, seemingly in a daze, but in fact he was looking at the worn shoes on the gray stone table.

To be precise, it is the martial arts above, the fighting hammer with the sword.