"You're going to be poor!"

Zhao Ruolan's face turned red all of a sudden, and after a pause, she asked shyly, "Xiaohuan, do you think Brother Wang will like me like this?"

Xiaohuan said enviously: "Little lady Zhao, you are outstanding and beautiful like a flower." If I were Brother Wang, I would definitely like you and marry you to be the Hun family. ”

Zhao Ruolan's face was flushed, and his heart was like a deer.

"Little lady, there is ......"

Xiaohuan came up and whispered in Zhao Ruolan's ear: "I can see clearly the wound he changed for you, you two already have a skin-to-skin relationship, if you don't marry him, do you want to marry someone else?"

Zhao Ruolan stood up and said shyly: "If you talk nonsense again, see if I don't tear your mouth apart."

Xiaohuan sang and left, and Zhao Ruolan was the only one left on the green hillside, looking at the rolling mountains, alone.

On the mountain road, Wang Feng and Zhai Er are running unhurriedly, full of spring, green trees and red flowers, Qingquan ancient bridge, inaccessible, which is conducive to the long-distance running of the two.

"Second Brother Zhai, pay attention to your breathing, don't close your mouth, and inhale repeatedly!" Wang Feng said to Zhai Er, who was sweating profusely, over and over again.

Since his rebirth, he has found that his body is obviously much better than that of the later generations, his strength is amazing, and his reaction is very fast, which is really a bit surprising!

"Erlang, let you teach me kung fu, don't you run around here, is your method really useful?"

Zhai Er, who was running, was far less relaxed and natural than Wang Feng, and the sweat had already wet his back and chest. But he still ran as hard as he could under Wang Feng's guidance and encouragement.

, "Second Brother Zhai, you had a good foundation and enough strength before, but your durability is a little worse. Did you know that the Jurchen Iron Rider can hit back and forth for hundreds of rounds! You say, if we don't have good stamina, we can defeat the Jurchen Fanzi and drive them out of the territory of the Great Song Dynasty?"

"Erlang, Jurchen Fanzi is so powerful, it's not that the two of us killed 13 people in Tongxu Town, according to this, I don't think Jurchen Fanzi is nothing to fear, it's just used to scare people!"

Zhai Er said breathlessly as he ran.

"That's because we are a sneak attack, and Fanzi doesn't have a war horse!"

Wang Feng said as he ran: "Both of us are good at practicing martial arts for many years, if we are ordinary men, we are not like killing pigs and sheep for Fanzi?"

Zhai Er was a little excited in his heart. In Wang Feng's eyes, he has also become a master. He has been practicing martial arts and studying with Wang Feng since he was a child, but he has more time to play tricks and slippery, and the time to really practice martial arts is less than Wang Feng.

Although Wang Song is a fool, he is not lazy, he perseveres, and in the end he becomes a showman, but Wang Song is more than one and a half stars higher than himself!

Zhai Er even suspected that Wang Song's dead ghost father was deliberately clumsy, and some powerful moves were not passed on to him, but only passed on to his precious son, so that his kung fu could not keep up with Wang Song.

Just like that day in Yichuan County, Wang Song's swiftness and fierceness, and the vicious and novel tricks, many of which he had never heard of, and he had never seen anyone do it.

It seems that Wang Song's dead ghost father really left a hand, and there is too much difference between himself and Wang Song.

So, even though his legs were as heavy as lead, he was still panting and sweating and ran towards the rising sun.

At the western foot of Minggao Mountain, this era has not yet been fully developed by humans. In the spring season, the splashing of green, the flowers are in full bloom, if it is in the future generations, it is at least a 4A-level tourist resort. But in this era, due to the political turmoil and the backwardness of the mode of transportation, it is natural that no one will come except for the recluses.

Wang Feng practiced kung fu carefully, and Zhai Er followed him, every move and every move was carefully studied.

Zhai Er's talent is good, he practiced it when he was a child, his foundation is good, plus his body is strong, his strength is amazing, and he learns very quickly.

Now Wang Feng is playing this set of boxing, which is a very famous Taizu long fist in Chinese history, and it is called Hongquan by many people in later generations.

In later generations, Wang Feng was congenitally insufficient, and studied with Uncle Niu Wa for more than ten years, although he was familiar with this set of boxing techniques, but due to his own physical reasons, he has not been able to exert the power of this set of boxing techniques.

Legend has it that Taizu Changquan is an original routine created by Zhao Kuangyin of Taizu Zhao Kuangyin in Shaolin Temple when he studied art, and the boxing was popularized in the army of the Song Dynasty, and it shined and had a reputation in the Ming Dynasty.

Qi Jiguang in his "New Book of Ji Xiao", listed Taizu Changquan in the first place in the practice of martial artists, and the historical status of Taizu Changquan can be seen.

Taizu's long fist moves are strange and powerful, especially in melee hand-to-hand combat. Taizu's long fist is long and short, rigid and soft, and has the title of "mother of a hundred fists", Wang Feng is now fighting, it is this set of 32 fists in the box.

It's a pity that Song Taizu relied on his own stick kung fu to lay down the thousands of miles of mountains and rivers in the Great Song Dynasty, and created this Taizu long fist, but he put the cart before the horse, Yang Wen suppressed the martial arts, although there was the enchantment of Song Ci, but it made the reader a sick man who couldn't help but be weak, and finally couldn't avoid the shame of Jingkang and the pain of the cliff mountain.

The sentence "Outside the Donghua Gate, the one who sings with the champion is a good child", made the Northern Song Dynasty weak, the Southern Song Dynasty Gou'an half of the wall, and the Han people had no blood, leaving only the helplessness of "but the 10,000-character Pingrong policy was replaced by the owner's tree planting book".

Wang Feng stood in a good position, sank into the dantian, hugged the moon in his arms, straightened his knees and elbows, lunged and punched, and practiced to get up. A set of Taizu long fists made the body of the possession come out, and the end was heroic and unrestrained, tiger and tiger, beautiful and powerful, and surging.

Only now did Wang Feng understand the subtlety of this set of boxing techniques, no wonder Uncle Niu Wa admired him.

Wang Feng became more and more familiar with the fight, his qi penetrated his whole body, and he couldn't help but let out a long roar, his body became more and more free and easy, and his strength became bigger and bigger.

Zhai Er's heart shook when he saw it, and he couldn't help but cheer loudly. Wang Feng hit the end, a cannon hammer, but it was a free fighting move in later generations, and his two fists hit a thick tree next to him.

The branches shook violently, and the skin on the tree flew wildly, sinking deep into a piece. Wang Feng slowly withdrew his fist, exhaled and breathed, and retracted his body.

Zhai Er was very excited, practiced carefully, Wang Feng also gave serious guidance, the two practiced for about an hour, and when they saw that the sun was high, they turned back and went to the cave.

"Brother Wang, Second Brother Zhai, take care all the way!"

All good things come to an end. Zhao Ruolan rode on the horse, holding back the tears in his eyes, and the red clothes on his body had already been changed to a cyan.

"Sister, now that the two sides of Hedong Dao and Song and Jin are at war, you must pay attention to safety!"

Wang Feng also stood on the official road and solemnly explained.

He also changed his clothes at the moment, naturally for the sake of insurance, so as not to arouse the suspicion of the government.

After staying in Mingao Mountain for more than a month, the beard on his face has grown a lot, and his appearance has changed completely, and ordinary people really can't recognize the two of them.

"Brother Wang, if you are free, you must come to Hedong to see me!"

Zhao Ruolan was full of tears, turned his head frequently, waved his hand and shouted loudly: "Big brother, you must come to Hedong to see me!"

Wang Feng waved his hand frequently, and only then did he turn his head until Zhao Ruolan and the two disappeared into the distance.

"Erlang, Little Lady Zhao has taken a fancy to you!"

Zhai Er shook his head and said loudly: "Speaking of which, both of us have credit for saving people, why did Zhao Xiaoniang only thank you and let you go to Hedong to see her?"

He let out a long sigh, shook his head, and said, "People are more angry than people!" Let's resign ourselves to our fate!"

Wang Feng also shook his head and said, "If I say goodbye today, I don't know if I can see you in the future." In the turbulent autumn, the wind and rain, who knows what tomorrow will be like. ”

Zhai Er looked at Wang Feng in surprise and said in surprise: "Erlang, when you speak now, you have more and more the smell of those big turbans."

On the various official roads and mountain roads in Henan Province, the mountains are full of wilderness, and there are refugees from Hedong Road and Henan Province who are dragging their families and mouths and going south. The hardships of the people and the difficulties of the road are truly shocking.

"Uncle, what happened, how could so many people go south? How's the war going on east of the river?"

The two stumped the family, and asked about the war in Hedong and the southward movement of the people.

"The imperial court and the gold thieves fought fiercely in Hedong, the imperial court wanted to recapture Taiyuan City, and the Jurchen Fanzi not only wanted to seize Hedong, but also wanted to destroy my Great Song Dynasty. The Jurchen fanzi went on a killing spree and plundered everywhere. The people of Hedong had no way to live, so they could only cross the river and go south to find a place to live. ”

The old man had obviously read for a few years, and his speech was also methodical, but his words were quite pathetic.

The old man and his family supported each other and headed south. Wang Feng and Zhai looked at each other, both with heavy hearts.

The situation is turbulent, thieves are everywhere, and no one cares about Wang Feng and Zhai Er's things anymore. Zhao Ruolan's injury was almost healed, Wang Feng and Zhai Er discussed it, and everyone said goodbye.

The two of them hit the horse forward, and Zhai Er said to Wang Feng: "Erlang, it's not early, it's better to hurry early, the family doesn't know how much to worry about us!"

The spring is infinite, and the two of them hit horses and go all the way to the south.

Everywhere you look, it's a mess, dead bodies are everywhere, and burned houses can be seen everywhere along the way. When the two of them saw it, they couldn't help but be secretly frightened.

Zhai Er shook his head frequently, he couldn't imagine that in just over a month, the situation would change so much.

At dusk, the two finally arrived at Daxindian, and when they rode past Zhai Xing's Zhuangzi, they were greeted by a few Zhuangzi with long knives, and it seemed that they were going out to do something.

When he saw that it was Wang Feng and Zhai Er clearly, a Zhuang guest shouted loudly: "Second Brother Zhai, Zhai Xiaoguan asked you to go over, and if you want to exterminate the bandits at night, you will be left alone in the village."

Another dealer saw that it was Wang Feng who was sitting on the horse, and couldn't help but say: "Isn't this a second fool, how can you have such a good horse?"

Zhai Er ignored a few Zhuang guests, and said to Wang Feng: "Erlang, you wait for me here, I'll go in and talk to Zhai Xiao's big officials to see what the hell is going on."

Wang Feng nodded, got off the horse, and said to Zhai Er: "Second Brother Zhai, you bring both horses in, maybe Zhai Xiao's big officials can look at it!"

Zhai Er entered Zhuangzi, and soon hurried out again, and said to Wang Feng: "Erlang, I'm afraid I can't go home." Zhai Xiaoguan said that he was about to set out to suppress the bandits, and this person was strong and strong, and there were thousands of people under him. Zhai Xing and General Zhai Jin, including Zhai Xiaoda, all had to go. ”

He glanced at Wang Feng and hesitated: "Zhai Xiaodaguan said, after the bandits are suppressed, give me the silver taels of the horses." Jiro, are you going to go home by yourself, or are you ......"

Wang Feng interrupted him and said, "Second Brother Zhai, naturally you and I will go together."

Zhai Er was overjoyed and said: "Erlang, as long as you go, we will definitely be able to destroy this group of bandits!"