The tall man's voice was loud, and he struck the gong in his hand loudly, which immediately attracted many passers-by. The ancients had a poor life of humanities and entertainment, and naturally refused to let go of this kind of liveliness.

The moth beside Liang Wu Jie also stared curiously.

The teahouse is located right next to the tall man, the terrain is quite high, and when you look down, you can see it clearly, but you don't have to squeeze into the crowd.

Seeing that there are more people, the man doesn't talk nonsense, and he probably can't say too much nonsense. Immediately pulled out an ash pole and came out, shook a stick flower, and danced one move at a time.

As the saying goes: a gun pierces a line, and a stick hits a large area.

The stick method pays attention to the speed and the range of attack should be large, and it is a huge fan when swept out, and it will not show its power if it does not make a whirring wind.

But this man's stick method is a little strange, but the amplitude is not large, the moves are very restrained, one move and one style are short and fast, and the body does not move and jump without any movement, so it seems very orderly to advance and retreat step by step.

Although Wu Jie doesn't know martial arts, he has watched a lot of kung fu movies in modern society, and he seems to understand a little after watching it for a long time, this guy is using real battle array kung fu, which is used to kill people, and there are no fancy actions at all. It seems that this man has been on the battlefield.

Anyone who has been on the battlefield knows that thousands of troops and horses are crowded together on the battlefield, and there is no false move at all, a knife is a knife, a shot is a shot, and the enemy needs to be dealt with in the shortest possible time. Anyone who tries to play tricks, don't die too quickly.

The kung fu of killing people is certainly a real skill for making meritorious achievements on the battlefield, and it can be used to buy solutions, but it is inevitably a little unattractive. After getting used to watching modern martial arts movies hanging tightropes and flying high wires, and the special grade of Foshan without shadows, Wu Jie naturally lacked interest, and even the moth around him couldn't help yawning and muttered: "It's not good-looking at all, it's boring." ”

Wu Jie smiled and grabbed a handful of fried melon seeds and handed them over: "This person has martial arts, and it's a pity to use it for performance, I guess he was born in the military." ”

Mozi was used to Wu Jie casually, took a few melon seeds, and asked curiously: "Young master, how did you tell that he was a soldier?" ”

Wu Jie pointed to the man and said, "You see that his tiger's mouth is full of calluses, and he can't sharpen it so thickly if he doesn't hold a knife and a gun all year round." ”

Moth disagreed: "The farmer who farms the land also has such a thick cocoon." ”

Wu Jie shook his head: "Of course, holding the hoe for a long time can also grow thick calluses, but they are only concentrated in the tiger's mouth, and you can see that the man's index finger and middle finger also have thick calluses on the inside, which is different from ordinary farmers." ”

Moth looked fixedly: "Sure enough, it really has a thick callus." But what does this mean? She looked puzzled.

Wu Jie: "When drawing the bow out, you need to use the index finger and middle finger to hold the arrow, and use the ring finger and little finger to open the string. ”

Moth suddenly realized: "I see, but it's still not good-looking." She was also strange in her heart, the young master had never seen a military man before, and where did she know this. Could it be that I saw it from the book, Xiucai doesn't go out, and can know the world, and that's the case.

"There's really nothing to see." Wu Jie also felt bored, threw away the melon seed skin in his hand, clapped his hands, and asked Xiao Er to come over to settle the bill and prepare to go back to the inn.

Outside, the soldier was still using the stick method one by one, but because it was too ugly, soon a large number of onlookers dispersed.

Another good deed person shouted: "What are you dancing, you are really ugly, man." There is a wonderful quick out, grandpa still has something important! Don't rub it off, what kind of silver gun pierces the throat, crushes boulders in the chest, and opens the blue bricks of your brain? “

"Yes, delay grandpa's work, come and have something wonderful."

Everyone was clamoring.

When the man heard what everyone said, his black face turned red, he nodded crampedly, and hugged his fists again: "Since you folks and elders want to see the wonderful, let's not hide our selfishness, so let's take a trip to the boxing method to give everyone fun." ”

He probably wanted to say something about the scene, but after thinking about it, he really couldn't hold back anything, so he had to stop. Shut his mouth, threw away the ash pole in his hand, and played with a fist and a kick.

With this punch, Wu Jie stood up suddenly, feeling an ordinary place.

It turns out that it is impossible for ordinary people to make any sound when they box, and the whirring wind in modern TV movies was just a movie stunt in the past.

But as soon as the man's fists and feet moved, he let out a crisp whistling, as if a leather whip sticking to the dew in the early morning exploded in the air, showing great strength.

Wu Jie's face was shocked, what a lot of strength this is, if it falls on a person, he is afraid that he will be beaten immediately.

Could it be that this is the legendary martial arts master?

Looking at it closely, the man's kung fu is still clumsy and ugly, the amplitude is very small, it is a few tricks to come and go, and the ornamental surname is still not strong, but Wu Jie does not have the slightest contempt.

"It's ugly."

"What the hell!"

The audience was heckling again.

In a moment, a set of punches was completed. The man blushed and picked up the gong, and before he could speak, the audience dispersed.

Bai was busy for a long time, but he didn't receive a penny.

The man stared blankly at the gong in his hand, and his eyes were sad.

Wu Jie felt a little sympathetic to this person.

However, there were two brocade guards guarding on the opposite side, and Wu Jie was not in the mood to throw a few copper plates over.

After meeting the tent, he was about to leave, but the two brocade guards on the opposite side walked towards the man.

The man at the head patted the man's shoulder and shouted in an unkind voice: "Even the third child, have you tossed enough, when will you pay back the silver?" ”

"It turned out to be Brother Guo, let me give me a few more days, just three days, and then I will send the money I owe you to the house." The man named Lian Laosan saw Jinyiwei coming, and tried his best to squeeze out a smile on his bitter face.

"Three days, three days, you fucking fart. Even the third child, let me tell you, grandpa also saw that you and I were in the same vein of the Shaanxi border army back then, and remembered the love of incense between the robes, so I gave you a charcoal in the snow, and I borrowed a few words when I said it. But ** brought me a hob meat, which was cut and chewed, and the dead skin was dragged on the face and not returned. Grandpa's money is not born for nothing, he has a family and a mouth. Without further ado, pay back. Jin Yiwei, who was surnamed Guo, grabbed Lian Laosan's neckline, but he didn't follow.

The two Jinyi guards probably thought that their hiding had not been discovered by Wu Jie, besides, they were also arrogant, do the Jinyi guards need to be sneaky to follow people, even if they stand in front of you generously, what can you do?

Tracking Wu Jie is just a trivial matter, but it is important to collect the accounts.

It's strange to say that even Lao San, a martial arts master, fell into the hands of the surname Kuang, but he didn't dare to resist, he just stood there with his head bowed and whispered: "Brother Kuang, let's give a few more days, and when I have enough money, I'll ...... I'll pay you back. ”

He spoke with some hesitation, probably knowing that he couldn't pay the money back up.

Another brocade guard suddenly sneered, and also stretched out a hand to grab Lian Laosan's chest: "Pay back the money, just because you buy art on the street every day?" He turned his head and smiled at the man surnamed Kuang: "Brother Gui, doesn't even the third child have a daughter, or just use his daughter to settle the account." ”

"Ah, how dare you!" Even the third child was excited, and with a wave of his right hand, he swept it into the man's hand.

"Ahh The brocade guard couldn't help but scream, was furious, and punched Lian Laosan on the head: "It's natural to repay debts, ** dare to do it, it's against you." ”

Then, the fists and feet rained down on Lian Laosan.

Poor Lao Sankong has all the ability, but he didn't dare to fight back, he only squatted on the ground with his head in his hands and didn't say a word.

After a long time, the brocade guard was probably tired, and glanced back at the lively situation on the side: "Big brother, why don't you catch him back, and then take his daughter to the account?" ”

Guo Gui shook his head: "Forget it, wait a few more days, after all, they have all worked together in the Shaanxi army, and they can't do it." ”

"Hurry up and get some money." Before leaving, another brocade guard was probably still ruthless and snatched the gong.

Besides, the two brocade guards were both dressed in civilian clothes, and they were having a lively fight just now, and the idlers next to them were also watching the excitement, but they didn't know their identities.

When the two brocade guard spies left, Wu Jie shook his head and took the moth back to the inn.

He lived in Yang Zongzhi's house for a while, but now he has nowhere to go, so after thinking about it, he decided to go to the inn where he stayed before.

Anyway, there are still a few days before you should enter the examination room, and when the exam is over, you can stay in Chengdu or return to Xinjin. I just got a hundred taels of silver, and at least in the next three or five years, I don't need to worry about life, and I can live a very nourishing life. In three or five years, I am afraid that I will have already entered the ranks of high-ranking officials.

It's strange to say, Wu Jie took a step, and the person named Lian Laosan followed behind, which made the moth a little nervous, and whispered to Wu Jie: "Young master, that soldier seems to be following us, wouldn't he want to take a risk and rob us?" ”

The little girl fearfully held the package, which contained a hundred taels of silver, and a large bag of bulging bags.

Wu Jie also began to get nervous.

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ps: Today is the shackles of the ring finger, I wish Xiao Wumm a happy life, and recommend her book "Happy Fields" - Happy Farming, Melon Fields and Plums, Childhood Sweethearts, Marry or Not to Marry?

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