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In the autumn of 19oo in the capital, it was getting a little late, and when Yang Meng woke up from his dream again, the shopkeeper Li also told him the good news of the city gate.

"Just came from that side of the news, the defense of the city gate is too strict, fortunately, the yellow-faced tiger Huo Yuanjia of Tianjin Wei has excellent kung fu, regardless of the fatigue of entering Beijing alone overnight, taking the opportunity of the people in the martial arts to lure the guards away, climbed up to the city gate with his bare hands, took down the level of the fifth master, and now placed it in the former residence of the fifth master with the body......

Patting Yang Meng's happy face, Shopkeeper Li continued: "The fifth master did not die in vain, your senior brother Ma San heard that you also escaped, so he first arranged for Master Huo to rest in the wing room on the west side, and waited for you and the fifth master's family to go over to collect the body and bury it, you see ......."

Yang Meng struggled to sit up in surprise and shook his groggy head: "Senior Brother Ma San and the master's family also ran out?" Silly Er is going to meet Master Xie Huo, and I hope Uncle Li will help me turn two large bowls of salt water into ......"

The old man nodded, and he valued Yang Meng more and more in his heart.

Handing over the brown sugar brine that had been prepared a long time ago, the palm of his hand moved slightly, and a piece of mountain ginseng the size of a fingernail was stuffed into Yang Meng's mouth again.

"Don't lie to Uncle Li, this is to fulfill your filial piety, collect the body and bury it for your uncle, it is a great kindness, now you go to thank you, it is considered to have a whole time for your uncle and brother, and after seeing Master Huo, come back to cultivate with peace of mind, I will arrange for the two little six sons to carry you over, although the foreign devils outside are scattered, but you still have to be careful......"

A warm current rose from his abdomen, Yang Meng felt a little better, as if he refused Xiao Liuzi's move to carry himself, then he gasped and said: "Uncle Li don't worry, although this walking is not a small drain on the sick body, but Uncle Shi said that the more weak you are, the more you must pay attention to the live horse pile and the inner breathing to cooperate with health and recovery......

Strange to say, Yang Meng, who was still crumbling at first, really regained some strength after stepping on the live horse stake for a while, and although the soles of his feet still looked vague and unstable when he grasped the ground, he made obvious progress from the appearance of falling down at the sight of the wind just now.

"The fifth master's live horse pile is really a must in the capital, I can't imagine that your foundation is solid, so let the little six sons accompany you alone, I have heard that the fifth master and Master Huo have a friendship of half a teacher, I didn't expect Master Huo to worship the fifth master as a teacher at the city gate this time, but let the men in the capital respect the fifth master more and more, your sick body can struggle to pass, and anyone who wants to come will never be picky......"

Shopkeeper Li looks like a scheming accountant, but talking and doing things is the standard style of the martial arts, behind the thick lenses, there is a hidden heart of care for the elderly, after some careful advice and careful reminders, Yang Meng deeply felt his chivalrous style, not inferior to the men in the martial arts......

Stumbling all the way, finally with the support of Xiao Liu, slowly rubbed to the former residence of Wang Wu, Yang Meng touched his forehead, and there was a body of sweat, fortunately the shopkeeper Li gave him the piece of ginseng, and his feet actually regained a little strength, but when he saw the great hero Huo Yuanjia, who was well known to the people of later generations, he was not only admiring and grateful, but also a trace of stunned and inexplicable closeness.

Perhaps because of lung disease since childhood, Huo Yuanjia's complexion was sallow, because when he was working in Tianjin Huaiqing Hall, he had provoked thousands of catties of medicinal materials, so the guys in the foot line and the medicine store called him "King of Thousand Catties", and in the Jinmen martial arts, most of them called him the yellow-faced tiger.

In fact, if it weren't for the support and hype of Huaiqingtang's shopkeeper Nong Jinsun, and Sun Yat-sen and other revolutionaries in the later period, even if Huo Yuanjia's actual combat skills were very strong, it would not be enough to reach the height of the national grandmaster level admired by the whole country in later generations.

Even Yang Meng's predecessor had seen Huo Yuanjia from afar, but he didn't expect that this famous yellow-faced tiger had no resemblance to stars such as Huang Yuanshen and Jet Li, but on the contrary, it was somewhat similar to the face of comedian Xiao Shenyang.

Saying this, it was just an instant change of thoughts in Yang Meng's heart, just when Huo Yuanjia hugged his fists with a solemn face, Yang Meng had already knelt down on one knee under Ma San's mention: "Yang Meng, the ancestor of the Wang family's Zhenyi, thank you Master Huo for his great kindness, the matter started in a hurry, the life and death of the other senior brothers are uncertain, I hope Master Huo will forgive me......"

"I heard from a friend of the martial arts sect that Wang Shixin accepted a registered disciple, who knew that he was so young, Yuan Jia is now also under Wang Shimen, if Brother Yang does not dislike it, he will be the same as Ma San's junior brother, and call Yuan Jia a senior brother......

Yang Meng, who has always been thinking about it, didn't care what to call it, struggled to stand up, and after glancing at Ma San, his eyes were slightly red: "If it weren't for Senior Brother Huo coming overnight, Uncle Huo would be afraid that he would not be able to leave, and this country will hate his master and revenge sooner or later, but the junior brother is seriously injured now, and he can't take care of too many courtesies, and when the senior brother has orders in the future, the senior brother and Senior Brother Ma will definitely be ......."

These words were also carefully checked by the shopkeeper Li, for the sake of the integrity that people in the martial arts value the most, and secondly, the face in the martial arts, although Huo Yuanjia may not care about these clichés, but as a disciple who sent Wang Wu to the end, Yang Meng could not be too rude so as not to break the rules.

People who practice martial arts are full of spirit and spirit, especially a famous person like Huo Yuanjia, whether they are mediocre in appearance or similar to comedians in later generations, their speech and demeanor have gradually possessed the demeanor of a grandmaster, which of course also has the subtle influence of a revolutionary party like Nong Jinsun, watching Yang Meng move hard, Huo Yuanjia gently supported this young man who was a brother of the same family as himself.

"Little junior brother doesn't have to care about clichés, I have Huaiqingtang's secret Western-style wound medicine, now that you are seriously injured, let Brother Wei push the blood in the palace for you, so that you ......can recover as soon as possible."

Looking at the heroic man with a solemn face, regardless of the bandages wrapped around his ten fingers, Yang Meng felt a little heartbroken in his heart, I am afraid that only such an open-minded man can convince so many martial arts heroes who are unwilling to convince people, and offer Wang Wu to the shrine like the stars holding the moon, "Senior brother is good, how dare the younger brother refuse......"

Before he finished speaking, Yang Meng calmly lay down, looked at Xiao Liuzi's stunned eyes, and couldn't help but smile dumbly: "Little Sixth Brother, go back now, Senior Brother Huo and I hit it off at first sight, and it will be okay to have two senior brothers take care of me tonight......"

Maybe it was the childishness on Yang Meng's face that made Xiao Liuzi a little uneasy, but Huo Yuanjia nodded happily on the side: "There are two pieces of Longyang here, please ask the little six brothers to give my brother a few Zhang Luo some food, and after treating Senior Brother Yang's injuries in a while, I'm afraid that my stomach will be a little empty......"

At the end of the Qing Dynasty, prices soared, but the Qing court and the local government minted silver coins Long Yang was deeply loved by the people, a decent banquet, but only a Long Yang can, this man from a reckless foot, knows the self-esteem and preferences of the bottom people, generous, polite words, immediately dispelled the doubts in the heart of Xiao Liuzi, and turned his head out happily.

"Let the senior brother see ...... smile"

"Haha, junior brother, you are young, don't be sour and Confucian, my generation of martial artists is frank and bold, and too much thought is not conducive to cultivation......"

After swallowing the deep breath into his abdomen, his already thick chest suddenly rose, and at the same time as his upper body was weak, his abdomen began to shake slightly, and as soon as his lungs exhaled, a tiger-like sound gradually appeared in his throat......

Roar......

Yang Meng's body shook slightly, obviously he didn't expect that this man, whose strength and fame were still a certain distance from the master, would be so wild, his shoulders and legs trembled, and the flesh and blood around the wound suddenly tensed.

It was only when Yang Meng carefully observed Huo Yuanjia that he realized that his kung fu was a little different from that of his master. With the continuous expansion and contraction of the two palms, a trace of strange ruddy appeared on Huo Yuanjia's sallow face out of thin air, and in the dark heat, it was obvious that there was still a little gap with his master Li Cunyi, but why did his body keep roaring low......