The Xiao family is heavily guarded, with three steps, one sentry, five steps and one post, but these are all useless for the top masters, and the old man in gray is just among them. At this time, he quietly appeared in the room of his apprentice Yu'er, in the elegant and tidy quiet room, her breathing rhythm was even, the internal breath was running smoothly, and the injury was no longer serious. With Xiao's financial resources, even the elixir of the living dead can be found, as long as you rest in peace, the recovery will be very fast.

Since ancient times, the affection can't be retained, the old man knows the only female disciple too well, and he can endure any hardship but can't stand the slightest contempt. She left a tenderness to her senior brother Xiao Jing, and a thousand threads were tied to him, but in exchange for one newcomer after another, she laughed one after another.

Seven emotions and six desires, with ** being the most lingering. How high-spirited he was back then, but he was also trapped by love. Every time I think of this, the old man understands Yu'er's mood of risking to go to Xiaolianzhuang to assassinate Siniang, it is rare that this poor girl has gambled for her feelings, how can the master blame her, who made her fall in love with an unruly prodigal, he is more pity for the apprentice, even if he is as strong as a sword that breaks the sky, he can't cut off the love thread.

Thinking of this, the old man couldn't help but sigh, "Without a blow, there is no fault in infatuation, no regrets, and it should be tossed at the age when it should be tossed!" ”

Although the emotional matter was reluctantly not coming, the old man secretly observed that Xiao Jing was not ruthless to Yu'er, but he was too nostalgic for flowers, and if he could cause the two apprentices to tie the knot, it would be a great joy for the family.

After the people on the third floor of Mingjin moved to Xiao's Qian Zhuang, the inside and outside of the Qian Zhuang were as lively as usual, but this excitement revealed a strange atmosphere, but they all knew each other, as for whether they really understood or not? Who knows......

Half of the guards at the Dongyunmen Wharf were removed, but everything seemed to have calmed down, and even the most eagerly awaited palace was also undisturbed, and there was no movement in Xiaolian Village, and there was no news at all, so that many people waiting to watch the play were confused. These days are getting more and more stiff, and the two sides who are pulling out knives and slashing each other suddenly quieted down, this feeling is like the audience entering the audience on time, the tea is brewed, and the emotions are brewing in place, just waiting for the opening of the big play, only to be suddenly temporarily told that the protagonist of the singing opera has resigned, which is even more uncomfortable and disgusting than eating a dead mouse.

The soaring and domineering eldest son of the Xiao family was supported out of the Mingjin Building in full view of everyone, and the skyrocketing fire on the third floor was like the loudest slap in the face of their imperial merchant Xiao family, which can be endured, and it is definitely not Xiao Jing's style to have revenge or revenge?

The suspects in Xiaolian Village were killed, injured, and unconscious, and there was no need to guess who did it. What's more, the revenge of Cui Hanzhang, the commander of the Ranger Army, and Bai Yanqiu, the Marquis of Lingwu, who were assassinated by cold arrows in the Washe Douhua Shop, if Xiaolianzhuang swallowed this breath like this, I am afraid that there is anyone else in Taikang City who takes them seriously?

However, Xiaolianzhuang is indeed closed today, and there is no abnormal movement, even the entire Doumi Alley is also clear and cold, and from time to time only the north wind howls through it.

Cui Hanzhang was still left in Cui Shangshu's mansion as a guest, if it weren't for Mrs. Shangshu's urging to eat, I'm afraid that the two people who were talking about Zhenghuan hadn't noticed that the sun had set, and it was already dark outside.

Today's beginning of winter, the temperature plummets, the air becomes foggy, the sky is gray, gloomy, and the wind blows white. The people of Taikang City closed the door early and fell asleep at night, only the lantern in front of the door was still lit in the cold night. Different from the hustle and bustle of the previous noisy and lively chatters of soldiers chasing and shouting, the friction of armor, and the sound of spears and swords colliding on the street, the tranquility of the beginning of winter is extremely cold in the cold wave, and even ordinary people are a little uncomfortable.

"Hanzhang looks at your thinness, your cheeks are fleshless and your cheeks are sunken, and eating a piece of chestnut and winter bamboo shoots stewed old duck leg is the most nourishing." Mrs. Shangshu looked loving, and was busy serving Cui Hanzhang vegetables from the steaming pot, and her tone was mostly dissatisfied.

"Today's Lidong, a pot of mutton and green onion stuffed dumplings is cooked on the stove in the kitchen, you eat more, and bring a box back when you are full."

"It's delicious, it's still my aunt's craftsmanship, and the old duck pot has the taste of my hometown." Cui Hanzhang put a bowl of duck soup into his stomach, and his whole body was warm, and he couldn't help but admire.

"Eat more if it's delicious, come on, come on, and drink another bowl." Mrs. Shangshu saw that he ate without a Sven image, she felt relieved from her heart, tears flowed from the corners of her eyes unconsciously, and she quickly raised her hand to wipe it, she remembered the poor Mingwei again, the good girl is gone like this, God is really not long-sighted.

"Madame is the hardest, eat a piece of duck meat." Cui Shangshu saw tears in the corners of his wife's eyes, and knew that he was thinking of Mingwei again, so he picked up a piece of duck meat and put it in her bowl and patted her back gently.

Although Cui Hanzhang buried his head in eating, he saw the movements of the two old men, of course he understood that the old man could only try to restrain himself in order to take care of his emotions, but he was not restrictive, so he had to bury his head in the bowl, and his wet red eyes shed tears uncontrollably, dripping in the bowl and mixing it in the soup and drinking it into his stomach.

The beauty of the world is the most difficult to stay, and the happiness of the moment can also make him feel a trace of warmth, not all the people in Taikang City are ambitious wolves.

"It's snowing!" Cui Yun shouted in surprise, it turned out that she had just come back from outside, and a layer of snowflakes had fallen on her body, and she shouted in the yard.

When he entered the house, he brought a cold wind, and when he saw Cui Hanzhang burying his head in the rice, he teased; "There is snow in the beginning of winter, and Tanhualang has not improvised a poem."

"Yun'er, come over and drink soup, bring the door on a cold day." When Mrs. Shangshu saw that her daughter was back, she got up and went to pull her down to eat, and did not forget to help her for fear of beating

Snowflakes on the body.

"In previous years, there was no snow in this season, and this year's cold wave is different from the past. Cui Shangshu followed, turning his head to look at the snowflakes falling outside the window.

"Taikang is much colder than Xikou, but it is not as cold as Hejian Fu, and the little nephew encountered it on the grassland in the north is called ice and snow, a cold wave crossed, and all the cattle, sheep and livestock were frozen to death." Cui Hanzhang raised his head and drank the soup without leaving a drop, and then Cui Shangshu's words said.

"I heard that Jiang Yunlang and they are coming back." The casual remark provoked Cui Yun to look sideways.

"Five days at most, three days at least." Cui Hanzhang added another sentence, he didn't dare to say it full, otherwise he would touch the bad head of this eldest lady, and he would be unlucky.

"If I can't get my love back, what does it matter to me?" Cui Yun didn't care about it, but her eyes had betrayed her, the Jiang family in Taikang City had already gotten the news that the eldest prince had broken an arm on the battlefield in the north, which made Mrs. Jiang feel distressed, I heard that crying day and night was to cry presbyopia, and now the other one is also vague and vague, and when it gets dark, I really can't see anything clearly.

Every day, the old man asked people to move a rocking chair and put it in the yard to sit and wait, and he crossed his fingers and waited for his grandson to come home day and night. As the war intensified, all kinds of tragic information came back one after another, and there were fewer and fewer cynicists in the national capital, everyone knew that this battle was difficult, especially after hearing that the follow-up people who rushed to the north to fish for war merits were all dead, and no one could laugh out, and if they could save their lives and come back alive, they would be Amitabha, which was regarded as burning high incense.

"But I've heard it too, and the news isn't true."

"You!" Cui Yun, who was angry with this sentence, pointed directly at Cui Hanzhang with his finger, and was speechless. As a result, before the meal was eaten, I had to get up and go out again.

"Come back, finish the meal, panic into what kind of system, the old lady of the Jiang family has a lot of ears! But as soon as you go out, it won't take long for the entire Taikang City to know. Cui Shangshu rarely drank Cui Yun who got up and wanted to leave.

Mrs. Shangshu joked, grabbed her daughter's arm and asked her to sit down and eat with peace of mind, "After eating, follow your mother into the palace, the queen mother's old man has held a tea party, and she will let you see the old lady of the Jiang family." ”

Knowing the daughter Mo Ruomu, Mrs.'s words fixed Cui Yun's heart ape, only to see her a red glow from the root of her ear, slowly climbed up her entire cheek, with a dignified posture, and ate in small bites.

Cui Hanzhang did not return to Xiaolianzhuang directly after coming out of Shangshu Mansion, but took a carriage and went straight to the Lin Mansion on Chili Street, but he felt that it was inappropriate to walk halfway through, if he came to the door so rashly, it might be counterproductive.

The red lanterns are hung side by side on Chili Street, and the stone lions in front of the doors of each province are covered with a layer of snow.

Cui Hanzhang ordered: "Go back first." ”

The driving guard turned the horse's head and returned to Xiaolianzhuang, and just happened to meet Bai Yanqiu practicing boxing and kicking in the yard, after a set of long punches came down, the blood was steaming, and the snow fell on the shoulders and turned into mist to linger around the body, looking like a protective body from a distance.

Although he was in a daze and was opened to the governor's pulse, but the internal breath was running like a river, he guessed that there was a master to help, although the great elder closed his eyes and ignored him, Chidi still sat in the wooden barrel and steamed, as if everything was like a dream of Nan Ke, but he knew that the favor of others should be reported, so he got up and hugged his fists to the square and saluted respectively, and shouted loudly: "The predecessors of the dragon see the head but not the end, the younger generations are grateful in their hearts, Xiaolianzhuang and the Lingwu Marquis Mansion are closely related, and Yanqiu and the Hanzhang brothers advance and retreat together." ”

Only the cold north wind responded to him, carrying snowflakes into the wing, and the steaming heat in the room was agitated, Bai Yanqiu felt suffocated in his chest, couldn't help but let out a long howl, and jumped into the school field in one step to open his fists and feet.

The internal breath runs unprecedentedly smooth, a breath of true qi is endless, turning around and grabbing the silver gun on the weapon rack, putting his hands together, grinding and falling, the Lingwu Hou Mansion family marksmanship will be spread, at this time Bai Yanqiu's marksmanship is like a splash of ink, many of the previous stagnant places are smooth and natural, what is commendable is that the gun shadow is heavy but there is no whirring wind, there is no fire at all, but the cold light swayed the killing intent permeated the entire school field, and the gun head was swallowed in the heavy snow, driving the spear dancer to be like a dragon.

Just now, Bai Yanqiu stabbed out three forces with one shot, and the continuous superimposed critical hits were at one point, and the snowflakes in the sky were scattered all over the sky.

"Good!" Cui Hanzhang stood at the door and saw the highlights and applauded.

Bai Yanqiu put away the gun and stood up, with a restrained momentum, and when he saw Cui Hanzhang standing in front of the door and clapping his hands, he pointed a gun at him; "What's next?"

"Your kid's skills have increased greatly, this is to practice with me." Cui Hanzhang waved his hand and was not fooled.

Bai Yanqiu laughed and his confidence increased, and he shook a spear, "Let you see the exquisite marksmanship of my Lingwu Marquis Mansion, which is only a move, not an internal force."

Seeing him say this, Cui Hanzhang took out the steel knife of the personal guards around him, flew into the middle, and slashed down with a knife, and the knife light melted into the sky and snow.

Bai Yanqiu's face was overjoyed, he stepped back and kicked his legs, dragged the gun and left, and the hand holding the gun changed from left to right halfway, and suddenly turned around and stabbed out, "What a move to return the carbine!" ”

Even the people who were watching the battle couldn't help but cheer for Bai Yanqiu, and this move back to the horse pistol was smooth, and it was exactly the same, and it stabbed at the throat of Cui Hanzhang's falling body.

It is taboo to change moves in mid-air, but Cui Hanzhang has been tempered by life and death in the Northern Expedition battlefield, and he is keen on the ability to grasp the precise response of the fighter, and the blade is slightly oblique, and the chopping becomes oblique

At the same time, he raised his right foot and kicked at the position of the red tassel at the head of the gun, swinging the body of the gun, and the person had already rushed into the range of Bai Yanqiu along the horizontal knife.

"Good time!" Bai Yanqiu shouted, let go of his hand and turned into a palm, one palm was held on the barrel of the gun, the entire silver gun drew a semi-circular arc, and smashed it down with a gun as a stick, Cui Hanzhang really didn't expect that the marksmanship could be used like this, and he was forced to roll to the side helplessly, hoping to avoid this blow.

Bai Yanqiu used both hands and feet, the silver spear had not yet landed, it was provoked by the right foot, and after it bounced back into his hand, it was a sweep of thousands of troops, bringing up a large patch of snow on the ground, Cui Hanzhang blocked with a horizontal knife before he got up and was half-squatting, and was shocked and slipped out a foot away.

Although the person was forced to retreat, he couldn't help but praise: "Good snow!" Good marksmanship! ”

"Come again!" I saw him rubbing his body and pounced again, as the so-called inch long and strong, inch short and dangerous, he couldn't give Bai Yanqiu room to show his marksmanship freely.

The first snow was as big as a cover, and the two were silent in the school field, and the two fought heartily, which made the onlookers fascinated. In terms of the subtlety of the moves, the superb body technique, or the spirit snake marksmanship is better, especially Bai Yanqiu's gorgeous python robe is agitated in the wind, dancing like a dragon snake in the wind and snow, and he looks wonderful. After all, Cui Hanzhang's knife learning comes from the army, and he is only good at killing enemies, abandoning all ineffective moves, pursuing a fast and accurate ruthlessness, and the ornamentation is naturally insufficient.

"This set of snake marksmanship is my grandfather by accident, it is said that the founder was in the deep mountains and old forests to see the python hunting and enlightenment, the most pay attention to a dexterous change, when strong is strong, the most suitable for melee." Bai Yanqiu affectionately stroked the body of the gun and said leisurely.

"The giant python twisting force and sweeping force is the most domineering, this set of marksmanship pays more attention to the internal force cultivation of the gunner, the snake head is dexterous and clever to confuse and lure the enemy, in fact, the snake body and tail are used to break the enemy, if your internal strength is insufficient, can not be poured into the body of the gun to connect one, no matter how ever-changing you are, it is difficult to kill with a blow, it is a pity that this set of marksmanship kills, the spirit snake spit letters." The Great Elder's voice came from the chamber, and he had already understood the mystery of this set of marksmanship with the method of reflection.

Bai Yanqiu was horrified in his heart that the Great Elder could analyze it so thoroughly just by hearing, and even pointed out one of the three major killing moves, the spirit snake spit out the letter, which was simply unpredictable.

This trick of the spirit snake spit out the letter to the peak, can instantly stab out nine gun heads, and the nine gun heads have gun gas spit out, just like the hydra spit out the letter, the guns and guns are put to death.

In fact, the last two generations of Lingwu Hou were limited by qualifications, and their internal strength cultivation was mediocre, and their marksmanship was never able to break through the third-layer realm, so the Lingsnake Marksmanship was not well-known in Taikang City, and it was silent for too long so that it was gradually forgotten by people.

Bai Yanqiu's mind was lively, and he hurriedly turned around and saluted to the wing, "Yanqiu has been taught, and he will work hard in the future to live up to the cultivation of his predecessors." ”

First of all, he worked with Lou Yueshan to open up Bai Yanqiu's vein, and even sorted out his internal breath operation by the way, and naturally he was already familiar with the internal strength of this Lingwu Hou's family marksmanship.

The Great Elder seemed to be unsatisfied, and spoke again: "Commander Cui's internal injuries have not healed, and you can't control the galloping internal breath, he suffered a lot from the competition just now, and the Spirit Snake Marksmanship still failed to play to the fullest, so let Chi Di accompany Hou Ye to feed the gun a month later." ”

After Bai Yanqiu heard this, he looked at Cui Hanzhang's face with a slight apology, after all, he was taking advantage of people's danger, his marksmanship was far from reaching the state of freedom and harmony, and he really couldn't control his strength.

Although the Great Elder commented on Bai Yanqiu's spirit snake marksmanship, he was also quite inspired by Cui Hanzhang, and there was also a snake shape in the ten styles of the kiln, and the fist scripture said: "Entangle along the road, and don't panic." Move all at once, practice every step. ”

Take off the gun for a fist, the arm is like a snake body, and change "throwing" to "entanglement", but where it is entangled, it is like an old tree rooting, and a giant python hunts for food; The hands are like palms and claws, and when they bite and tear, they make this finger wrapping soft instantly become a snake spitting letters.

All the laws are the same way, and he couldn't help but smile when he figured out the boxing theory, which made Bai Yanqiu laugh at him: "What are you standing in the snow and smirking?" ”

Cui Hanzhang threw the knife to the guards behind him, strode forward and grabbed Bai Yanqiu's neck with his arm, and dragged him to the house: "I brought you dumplings with mutton and green onions, and after eating, accompany me to visit the mansion of Lin Siquan, the former general of the palace." ”

"Oops, it hurts! Hurt! Hurt! ”

"Ben Hou doesn't want to lose face, let go!" The two frolicked all the way back to the main hall, the red clay stove was burning, and the green ant wine was already hot in the tin pot.

"Dumplings are wine, the more you drink, the more you have!"

"This really suitable situation under the snow is just a Northern Expedition army that has suffered for half the march." Bai Yanqiu took a sip of dumplings and a sip of wine, like a starving ghost reincarnated.

Cui Hanzhang poured a glass of green ant wine and sipped it slowly, calculating the distance in his mind, the two warships of the sailor division were smooth sailing at this time, and it should be back in a day and a half.

"We don't need to think about the affairs of the Northern Expeditionary Army, what do you think of Lin Siquan and Kun Baichuan?" Cui Hanzhang asked with a smile.

"One is the former general of the Yulin Military Palace, and the other is the commander of the Ouchi Golden Feather Guard, and the wind and grass inside and outside Taikang City are all under the control of these two local snakes."

Bai Yanqiu slapped the chopsticks on the table abruptly, and said angrily: "Kunbaichuan is an old fox, and he is the most intelligent and good at protecting himself." ”

"As for Lin Siquan, I heard that it was one of the gentlemen in Taikang City back then!" He gave a thumbs up as he spoke.

"Later, he was thrown by his father to the southwest border army to temper, from a big-headed soldier to climb all the way to the vanguard general, and what is even more ruthless is that this master really married a wife and had children in the southwest, and the father in Taikang City jumped to his feet angrily, and he couldn't help but recognize his grandson who came to recognize his relatives, and the father and son were a pair of enemies back then."

Tiger fathers have no dogs, they are all difficult masters.