"Look, is that riding a horse the new instructor of the militia Master Liang?"

"Isn't that it?"

"Yes, it's Master Liang, I've seen him. ”

"I didn't expect Master Liang to be not only good at kung fu, but also so handsome. ”

"You said he really defeated the monument opener Zhang Kecheng with one move two days ago?"

"Is this still fake? It's not just me, but the entire Foshan martial arts fellow has seen it!"

"I just can't imagine that Master Liang has such a high level of kung fu at such a young age. ”

"Wasn't it the same with Master Huang back then, when he was a teenager, he made a name for himself in Foshan. ”

......

Hearing the conversation of everyone on the street, the thirteenth aunt who accompanied Baizhu to the beach for morning exercise with her eyebrows curled her eyebrows and jokingly: "Hey, may I ask...... Are you the one who defeated the stele opener Zhang Kecheng in one move?"

"Shaoyun, don't make fun of me. ”

Baizhu hurriedly said goodbye.

"Hee-hee, but what I'm saying is the truth. ”

How could Aunt Thirteen listen to Baizhu's words, and continued to tease: "I also heard that someone wants to protect the handsome and dashing Master Liang." ”

"That can't be!"

Baizhu immediately shook his head and denied it, and then took advantage of the fact that others were not paying attention, and attached it to the ear of the thirteenth aunt and said, "Unless it is for you." ”

"Phew, the dog can't spit ivory out of his mouth. ”

Aunt Thirteen's face was slightly red, and she urged the horse to take two steps forward.

Seeing Aunt Thirteen's shy appearance, Baizhu also laughed.

But smiling and smiling, a look of worry appeared on his face - he suddenly thought that he would be leaving this world in two years.

"What should I do?"

Baizhu was a little undecided.

Intellectually speaking, he should sort out the relationship with Aunt Thirteen as soon as possible now, and even let Aunt Thirteen break off his love.

But not to mention that his emotions are unacceptable, even if he really did it, he is not sure if this will hurt the thirteenth aunt less than his departure two years later.

"It's just that I was hot-headed at the time, and I determined the relationship with Aunt Thirteen in such a vague way. ”

Baizhu thought with some chagrin.

Naturally, he didn't regret liking Aunt Thirteen, he just secretly blamed himself for not keeping his sanity and sobriety at that time.

Of course, these are just the analysis of Baizhu as an afterthought.

After all, how many people can stay sober when love comes?

"Let's take it one step at a time. ”

......

When the two Baizhu came to the beach, there were already hundreds of men in strong suits on the beach.

After seeing Baizhu, they shouted in unison, "Meet the head coach!"

"Well, hello brothers. ”

Baizhu's face was solemn: "Then, let's start training!"

"Yes!"

Everyone hugged their fists again, and then, under the guidance of Baizhu, they started their daily training.

Seeing that Baizhu began to train, Aunt Thirteen sensibly did not go over to get involved, but just watched quietly from the sidelines.

The morning sun is rising, and the sun is shining on everyone, as if covered with a layer of golden light.

In the eyes of the thirteenth aunt, Baizhu, bathed in the morning sun, is more like a god of war, and every action carries a sense of sacredness that people dare not despise.

Half an hour later, Baizhu asked everyone to train on their own, and he came to Aunt Thirteen.

"By the way, Liang Kuan, why did you succeed Feihong as the head coach of this militia group?"

Handing Baizhu a towel to wipe his sweat, Aunt Thirteen asked curiously, "I don't think you like this kind of work with your personality?"

"Hmmm......"

Baizhu paused slightly, glanced at Aunt Thirteen, and said, "Maybe I want to find something to do for myself, otherwise I always feel like an idler eating and drinking in Baozhilin." ”

"Really?"

Aunt Thirteen nodded.

Although there is no loophole in Baizhu's statement, Aunt Thirteen's intuition tells her that the reason why Baizhu is the coach of this militia group should have other purposes.

However, since Baizhu didn't want to say it, Aunt Thirteen naturally wouldn't ask more.

Seeing that Aunt Thirteen believed her answer, Baizhu breathed a sigh of relief.

As she guessed, Bai Shu was naturally not the coach of this militia because he wanted to find something to do - he was the coach of the militia for the thirteenth aunt!

Or to be precise, to think about the thirteenth aunt after he left.

With his kinship with Huang Feihong, Baizhu was not worried about the safety of his thirteenth aunt after he left, so he was more concerned about leaving some material property for his thirteenth aunt.

Of course, a box of gold bars obtained from Ji Shan is enough to ensure that Aunt Thirteen will live comfortably in the second half of her life, but Baizhu found that unlike those wealthy businessmen in film and television dramas, who often use gold to smash people, in this world, even those rich families mostly use copper coins or silver dollars when they go out, and basically do not carry gold.

If you want to spend the box of gold obtained by Baizhu, you must first find a reasonable way to realize it.

After thinking about it, Baizhu finally set his sights on the militia.

You must know that the militia in the late Qing Dynasty was not just a kind of civilian armed force to protect the township, strictly speaking, their status was equivalent to that of reservists.

Zeng Guofan's Hunan army and Li Hongzhang's Huai army all started from the militia.

Becoming the head coach of the militia group, Bai Zhu can use this status to buy equipment or other means to turn the gold into legal property in a reasonable and unobtrusive way.

......

A month passed in a flash.

On this day, as soon as Baizhu returned from morning exercise on the beach, he met Aunt Thirteen.

"Liang Kuan, do you have time for the past two days?"

Aunt Thirteen asked.

"No, I have time except for training in the vigilante group. ”

Baizhu asked, "Is there something wrong?"

"That's right, I plan to go back to my hometown to visit relatives, but when I told Feihong, he felt that the world was too chaotic, and I might be in danger alone......"

Aunt Thirteen looked at Baizhu and asked expectantly, "So, can you accompany me back to my hometown to visit relatives?"

"Of course I can do anything. ”

Baizhu smiled: "When are we leaving?"

"Tomorrow, if you can. ”

Seeing that Baizhu promised herself, the thirteenth aunt smiled like a flower.

Next.

Railway station.

"Shaoyun, your hometown is in Yuezhou?"

Seeing that the train ticket in his hand was going to Yuezhou, Baizhu looked stunned.

"Well, yes, it's Yuezhou. ”

Aunt Thirteen nodded: "What's the matter, your face doesn't seem right." ”

"Oh, I'm fine. ”

Baizhu smiled and shook his head.

said that it was okay, but in his heart he remembered that the plot of Huang Feihong's second movie didn't take place in Yuezhou?

"Could it be that I will meet the White Lotus Sect this time?"

Bai Shu thought to himself.

He guessed wrong.

Until three days later, the thirteenth aunt visited her relatives, and there were no accidents along the way.

"Liang Kuan, tomorrow we have to take an early train back, don't rest too late. ”

After instructing Baizhu, the thirteenth aunt returned to her room.

Just as Bai Zhu was about to go back to his room to rest, he heard a commotion in the street.

Coming to the window, Baizhu saw a group of White Lotus Sect members walking by on the street.

In the past three days, he has seen a lot of such scenes, but because of Baizhu's special instructions, Aunt Thirteen did not appear in a dress like in the movie, so she did not conflict with the White Lotus Sect.

"Heh, this White Lotus Sect is really rampant, just so blatantly collecting protection money. ”

Looking at the behavior of this group of White Lotus Sect disciples collecting protection money by asking for peace charms, Baizhu sneered slightly.

However, although he couldn't get used to the behavior of these sect members, Baizhu didn't want to make a move, and in the next ten months, he didn't want to provoke any right and wrong, he just wanted to spend it peacefully.

But just as he was about to close the window and come out of sight, he suddenly felt that the internal qi of his dantian suddenly boiled and surged.

"What's going on?!"

Atractylodes was shocked.