A busy day passed like this, Zhao Zheng was lying on the wooden bed, looking sideways at the moonlight outside the window, his heart was up and down, although his body was tired, but the god was still in a state of excitement and could not sleep.

This small room is specially prepared for the shopkeepers, except for the eldest brother in the shopkeepers, Song Kuaizui, the other three shopkeepers all live here and are crammed under the same roof. The other two shopkeepers fell asleep not long after lying down, snoring quite noisily, and only Zhao Zheng was still awake.

Zhao is thinking about stealing the "Nine Veins and Six Yuan Sutra", this task line is divided into several steps, the first step is to become the shopkeeper of the Red Dust Inn, this has been achieved, and it is time to focus on the second step in the future.

If you want to steal the Nine Veins and Six Yuan Sutra from that person in the evil path, the first condition is that the light skill reaches a certain level, otherwise you will not be able to steal it successfully. If you alarm the evil person in the process of stealing, not only will you not be able to steal the cheats, but you will also lose your life, which is really sloppy.

Shen Luoxia, the shopkeeper in the inn, knows a medium-grade light skill called "Luo Yanbu", and only by learning this light skill from her can she meet the conditions for stealing the "Nine Veins and Six Yuan Sutra".

Pleasing Shen Luoxia and learning "Luo Yanbu" from Shen Luoxia is the second step of the task. This step is easier said than done.

Shen Luoxia will not teach others "Luo Yanbu" for no reason, unless she can become her apprentice, or establish a very deep friendship with her, there is no door.

In the game, it is easy to please Shen Luoxia, just complete a few tasks released by Shen Luoxia, and then trigger a hidden plot, but in reality, it is not so easy. Not to mention that Shen Luoxia wouldn't let Zhao Zheng do things for no reason, even if she really asked Zhao Zheng to accomplish something, Zhao Zheng didn't have that strength now, so she had to find another way.

Regarding the matter of currying favor with Shen Luoxia, Zhao Zheng didn't think of any good ideas for the time being, so he could only put it aside for the time being, work here first, and get familiar with the environment here.

Zhao Zheng thought hard about this, and the sleepiness finally appeared, his mind became heavier and heavier, and he sank into sleep unconsciously. In the dream, he dreamed of his former family and friends, as well as his previous living environment, and he wanted to reach out to those familiar scenes, but those scenes were farther and farther away from him, farther and farther away, until they disappeared.

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Time flies, time flies, and seven days have passed in a blink of an eye.

In these seven days, Zhao Zheng went to bed early and got up early every day, busy from morning to night, and was half tired every day. Due to his hard work and hard work, he has been recognized by the shopkeeper Shen and has become the official shopkeeper in the inn.

Although the work of the Red Dust Inn is hard, it is also a good training, plus the food here is very good, there are meat dishes at every meal, these days, Zhao Zheng's body has strengthened a little, and he has gained some weight, and his cheeks have become fuller and ruddy.

Life here is definitely a hundred times stronger than wandering outside, and it's no wonder that so many people sharpen their heads and want to be the second child of this shop.

These days, whenever there is free time, Wang Er or Song Kuaizui will take time to teach Zhao Zheng, talk about some rules in the inn or on the rivers and lakes, and the prices of various dishes. Zhao Zheng studied very hard, and he had memorized the prices of the dishes in the store, and he would recite them in his mind every night to deepen his memory.

However, about the disgraceful things of this inn, Wang Er and Song Kuaizui did not mention it, obviously treating Zhao Zheng as an outsider.

Zhao Zheng knew that it would be a matter of time before these people had a showdown with him, and he was already mentally prepared.

In fact, although the Red Dust Inn is a black shop, it has its own principles, it will not kill innocents indiscriminately, but only kill those who should be killed. In the game, only players with negative values will be attacked, and players with positive values will not be in trouble and will be treated.

Because of this, Zhao Zheng chose to join the Hongchen Inn, not only because of the "Nine Veins and Six Yuan Sutra", but also because the people in this black shop are all righteous people.

In addition to Zhao Zheng's work and study life, there is also something worth saying about this inn these days.

The shirtless man who lit the "Candle Night in the Cave Room" has never come out since he entered the room of the female shopkeeper, and has disappeared since. Now that everyone is gone, the money and luggage left behind are naturally cheaper in the inn, and the room where the shirtless man lived has already been vacated, waiting for the next guest to move in.

The shirtless man was alone and had no companions, and after his disappearance, he did not attract too many people's attention, only a few people mentioned it. Whenever someone asked, Shopkeeper Shen claimed that after that night, the shirtless man left overnight. The other guests had no friendship with the shirtless man, so naturally they would not inquire deeply, and the matter was quickly closed.

Except for this shirtless man, no one else has disappeared from the guests staying in the hotel these days, and the soft female shopkeeper has also stopped, and has not hooked up with the customers in the store again. It can be seen that there is an interval in the frequency of crimes committed by this black store, and only once in a while will a single customer be selected.

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In the early hours of the morning, it was not yet dawn, and even the rooster, which had always been diligent, had not yet crowed.

After a night of washing, the heat in the air has subsided a lot, with a slight coolness. The night sky was clear and cloudless, the waning moon hung over it, quietly shining brightly, the earth was silent, and the light of a few fireflies in the distant forest flickered on and off.

The night in this world is clean and pure, without the slightest hustle and bustle.

Zhao Zheng opened his eyes in a daze, he was awakened by the urge to urinate, and planned to go to the thatched house for convenience. He sat up in the dark, grabbed his clothes and draped them over his body, and by the dim moonlight, walked to the table, and picked up the bamboo tube-shaped fire fold.

Zhao Zheng opened the lid of the fire fold and blew on it vigorously, and sparks immediately ignited inside. With this spark, he lit the celadon oil lamp, and a larger flame lit up the small room. In the other two beds, the two shopkeepers were still sleeping like dead pigs, snorting and snorting.

Zhao Zheng held a simple and unpretentious celadon oil lamp in his hand, and by the light of the light, he went out of the house, through the corridor, and arrived at the backyard from the back door. As soon as he walked out the back door, he saw a figure in the open space in the courtyard.

The man squatted in the night, motionless, with several small sandbags hanging from his arms, dangling in mid-air. Because it was too dark, I couldn't see his face, and I could only vaguely see that he was wearing a small hat on his head.

There are only four shopkeepers in the Hongchen Inn, in addition to Zhao Zheng, there are two who are sleeping, and the rest is only the eldest brother in the shopkeeper, Song Kuaizui.

Judging from the posture, Song Kuaizui should be in Zamabu.

Martial arts are all practiced hard, and it is normal for people who practice martial arts to get up early to practice, and it is not unusual to see Song Kuaizui practicing at this time.

Song Kuaizui had obviously found out that someone was coming from the courtyard, but he ignored it, he was still practicing his own, and he didn't even look back.

Zhao Zheng looked at Song Kuaizui, who was walking in Zamabu, and immediately started the idea of learning from Song Kuaizui. Whether it's to activate the sleeping system in your mind, or to learn the Nine Veins and Six Yuan Sutra after rì, you have to work hard to learn martial arts. For him, martial arts is the most urgent need at the moment.

In the game, the release of martial arts can be done by simply clicking the mouse and keyboard, although Zhao Zheng has played "Horse Riding Jianghu" for several years, but in fact, there is no martial arts attainment, and if you want to learn martial arts, you can only start from scratch.

Among these people in the inn, Song Kuaizui is cheerful and talkative, and he is relatively easy to talk to, so it is a good choice to ask him for basic martial arts. If you ask other people for advice, I'm afraid you'll hit a nail.

After making up his mind, Zhao Zheng held the oil lamp, hurriedly went to the thatched house, solved the three emergencies, and then went straight to the backyard to find Na Song Kuaizui to talk.

Since Song Kuaizui practiced in such a public place, he was naturally not afraid of being seen, and it was not considered stealing skills if he got up, and he would not break the rules of the rivers and lakes.

Zhao Zheng carried the oil lamp and walked to Song Kuaizui's approach, only to see Song Kuaizui walking on a horse, his body shaking slightly, and a lot of sweat beads overflowing from his forehead sideburns.

Song Kuaizui is about forty years old, he is straightforward and fast-talking, he is a talkative, and he is the person who talks the most in the inn. These days, he has taught Zhao Zheng the most things, and he is already quite familiar with Zhao Zheng.

Zhao Zheng put the celadon oil lamp on the ground, stepped forward and greeted: "Brother Song, look at your posture, you must be practicing, right?" ”

"It's not practicing, do you think I'm?" Song Kuaizui is worthy of being Song Kuaizui, and he is unforgiving when he speaks.

Zhao Zheng knew that Song Kuaizui had always spoken like this, so he didn't care, and his smile didn't change: "Hehe, then I will also practice with you." My current body and bones are not as good as yours, if I can train my body better, I think I can also share some chores for you, Brother Song. After that, he also learned Song Kuaizui's posture and half-squatted down and stretched out his arms forward.

Zhao Zheng kept saying that he wanted to share chores for Song Kuaizui, and this kind of words fell into Song Kuaizui's ears, of course, he would feel that he heard it.

"You kid can talk, and when you come to the front hall in the future, you will definitely be able to be a good shopkeeper." Song Kuaizui maintained the posture of Zama step and said.

"Hehe, I can't remember the price of the food now, and when I remember it all, I will definitely go to the front hall to help you."

"It's not difficult to keep track of the price of food, you can memorize it with a little effort. Your biggest problem now is that your arm strength is not enough, when the second junior is responsible for serving dishes, it is nothing to serve a dish, and it will be difficult to serve too much. With your small body and bones, you must not be able to bear it. Song Kuaizui glanced at Zhao Zheng beside him, revealing disdain.

"I don't have enough arm strength, how can I exercise? Please also ask Brother Song for advice. Zhao Zheng took back the flower shelf and made a long gesture at Song Kuaizui.

"Alas, if you open your mouth and shut up, you call me big brother, and I can't let you scream in vain, so I'll teach you the rough kung fu of both hands." Song Kuaizui shook his arms, collected the sandbags on his arms into his hands, and then stood up.

"Thank you Brother Song for your advice." Zhao Zheng raised his eyebrows and made a long bow.

"Let's say practice and practice, you put on a good posture again, I will tell you how to practice, the posture you just put on is full of loopholes, it is not right at all." Song Kuaizui put ten sandbags on his shoulders and waved his hand at Zhao Zheng.

"Yes!" Zhao Zheng is thirsty for knowledge of martial arts, even if he learns some superficial kung fu, he feels quite happy. He once again put on the posture of Zama Bu as he said, although it looked decent, but there were many mistakes in the details.

"The kung fu I practice is called 'Zama Gong', which is the most superficial inner heart method on the rivers and lakes. Don't look at this internal martial arts method as simple and superficial, everyone can do it, but if you work hard to cultivate, you can still achieve great achievements, and you can't underestimate it. Moreover, the cultivation method of this mental method is very stable, and there will be no danger when cultivating, unlike those evil spiritual methods, which will go mad at every turn when cultivating. ”

Song Kuaizui shook his head, explained Zama Gong, circled around Zhao Zheng, and picked up the teacher's shelf.

"When practicing Zama Gong, the most important thing is to stand, and there is a set of tricks in this regard, which are 'head hanging', 'zhongzheng', 'back pulling' and 'chest', according to these tips to pose, the posture will not be wrong."

Whenever Song Kuaizui said a trick, he stretched out his hand and tapped it violently on Zhao Zheng's body, and his fingers fell on Zhao Zheng's head, neck, back and abdomen respectively.

After Song Kuaizui's pointing, Zhao Zheng's posture suddenly became much more standardized.

Zhao Zheng didn't squat for long, and then he felt the peculiarity of Zamabu, his legs vaguely felt strained, and his waist began to heat up in a tense state.

Song Kuaizui looked at Zhao Zheng, who was half-squatting, nodded and said, "Well, this posture is basically right, but there is still one thing missing." ”

"What's missing?" Zhao Zheng asked.

"Two punching bags!" Song Kuaizui said and hung the two sandbags on Zhao Zheng's arms, increasing the difficulty of Zama Bu, he explained, "Practicing Zama Gong can only improve the fading strength, and it has little effect on the improvement of arm strength, so you have to tie sandbags on your arms additionally, only in this way can you exercise your arm strength." You've just cultivated, step by step, so I'll tie you two one-pound sandbags first. ”

The weight of two catties may seem inconspicuous, but if it is hung on the flat arms for a long time, it will become a heavy burden. After a while, Zhao Zheng's arms began to sway up and down, and beads of sweat were seen on his forehead.

As an internal strength method, Zama Gong not only has a doorway in the cultivation posture, but also has skills in breathing and breathing, otherwise no matter how long the horse is tied, it will not be able to make an inch of internal strength.

Song Kuaizui walked around Zhao Zheng, explaining the method of breathing and exhaling as he walked.

Zhao Zheng adjusted his breathing according to this method, and at first he didn't feel anything, but after a while, he found that there was an extra trace of strength in his body, and the burden on his arms was also reduced, and the shaking amplitude did not increase but decreased. Martial arts is such a thing, it's really magical.

Zamagong is a hard work, there is no shortcut, and if you want to achieve success, you can only study and practice hard step by step. Song Kuaizui spent half an hour teaching all the Zama Gong to Zhao Zheng, after which he continued to practice, hanging the remaining eight sandbags on his arms and squatting side by side with Zhao Zheng.

The two of them, one elder and one young, started hard training in the yard, and time passed quietly in the process of sweat dripping.