Chapter 168: Beat the master to death with a stick
"I'll count to three and shoot." Liu Zheng said loudly.
Although his voice was loud, his tone was a little trembling, and his face was clearly shy.
The female disciple saw it in her eyes, her heart moved slightly, and then she looked at the young man in front of her carefully, with upright facial features, well-proportioned figure, fair skin and not feminine, especially a pair of eyes as bright as stars.
What a handsome guy, she had a good impression in her heart, and said warmly: "You count." Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you. ”
The onlookers saw their interaction, and they began to coax, and even the Emei disciples cheered.
Who doesn't like to look at talented men and women, and talented women and men are even more explosive.
Although the Emei faction doesn't like the six doors, it can't be said to hate it, and if it can turn a handsome man back to the mountain, it will also be a good thing.
After all, the Emei faction has been making frequent moves recently, losing a lot of disciples, and urgently needs to be replenished.
Therefore, Senior Brother Emei also looked at the sky, pretending not to see it, but in fact, he stared at the two of them to see if he could make any sparks.
Goldman Sachs also noticed a point, and sneered in his heart, and wanted to kidnap the people who opened our six doors, maybe it was another blue-clothed catcher in the door.
"Three." Liu Zheng shouted loudly and slowly.
The female disciple encouraged him to continue shouting with her eyes, but she was thinking about whether to use the Liuyun Sword Technique or the Chaos Cloak Sword Technique later.
These two swordsmanship are all taken in a feminine way, and they are not easy to hurt people.
She hesitated slightly and decided to use the Liuyun Sword Technique, the chaotic cloak sword technique moves are extremely fast, and often defeat the enemy in an instant, afraid that the self-esteem of the young man in front of her will not be able to stand it.
"Two!" He burst out like a thunderbolt.
Just soaked in a medicinal bath all night, it was the time when the spirit was full, and then there was an internal force, Liu Zheng stepped out of the momentum of riding a horse in three steps.
The long stick in his hand doesn't use those tricks, he directly uses a stick on the head and splits Huashan.
The female disciple was waiting for him to shout three, when she heard a loud shout, and then the wind was fierce.
Fortunately, she was a famous disciple after all, and she still raised her sword to block when she was caught off guard.
Although her sword was also made of fine iron, it was no more than two points thick, how could it be possible to block Liu Zheng's mixed yuan iron rod without internal force infusion, and it was immediately bent into a hook.
The female disciple was feeling unlucky, but the stick stopped abruptly and didn't hit her at all.
"I conceded." Liu Zheng laughed extremely hatefully.
"You despicable and shameless one!" The female disciple said angrily.
She has been favored since she was a child, and most of the people in the back door of the Emei faction are upright, where have you seen a cunning guy like him, and she was so angry that tears appeared in her eyes.
"Soldiers are not tired of cheating, don't trust people so easily in the future. Not everyone is like me, and I'd rather hurt myself than you. He smiled, then shook his hand unnaturally.
The difficulty of stopping the stick just now was similar to holding a startled horse with his bare hands, and Liu Zheng's fingers and arm muscles were a little strained.
Hearing this, the female disciple blinked her eyes twice, and looked at him grinning and rubbing her hands there, feeling a lot better.
"Hmph, you deserve it, who let you lie to me." She pouted.
After speaking, he took out a medicine bag from his arms and said to Senior Brother Emei: "Senior brother, my Emei disciple does not take advantage of others, and he won this battle." In order not to hurt me, this person hurt himself, so I gave Emei gold sore medicine as a gift, should this move be? ”
"As it should be." Senior Brother Emei said.
With a flick of the female disciple's wrist, the medicine bag flew towards Liu Zheng.
He reached out and grabbed it in his hand, but it turned out to tug at the wound, and he grinned again.
The female disciple smiled smugly and said seriously: "Remember, my name is Li Fuchen." Remember to come to Mount Emei to find me, otherwise when I come to you, I will settle today's account. ”
After speaking, she waved her fist in a demonstration and followed the team of the Emei faction.
"Don't, eldest sister, if I can't compensate you for your sword, don't come to me." Liu Zheng whispered.
"Haha, well done. I'll report to the door and give you a credit. Goldman Sachs walked over and smiled.
"Can this still be credited?" He was surprised.
"Of course you can't be an ordinary person, but a disciple of a famous sect like the Emei faction can greatly increase the prestige of my six doors if he wins, and of course he can be a technician." Goldman Sachs said proudly.
"Oh, then remember it on Brother Gao, Brother Gao will just go back and invite me to dinner." Liu Zhengma said.
"No, no, no, this is your own quick wit, how can I rob you of the credit?" Goldman Sachs hurriedly refused.
"Where, if it weren't for Brother Gao's town, I wouldn't dare to go up. This credit must be yours, unless you look down on the younger brother. He pretended not to be angry.
"You kid. Well, then I'll report to the door, how about one person and half of the credit? Goldman Sachs said after thinking.
"No problem." Liu Zheng never thought about being promoted and making a fortune, and it is more cost-effective to use this credit to make a good fate.
Plain got a share of the credit, and Goldman Sachs was also extremely happy.
This kind of merit is extremely rare, because those disciples of the big sect either act in a low-key manner, and those who act in a high-profile manner will not easily clash with the Six Gates, and when there is a conflict, the Six Gates' side will also lose more and win less, so one is worth three credits for other kinds.
Not to mention that there were no casualties on either side, and there were no civilians affected, and the "Jianghu Monthly" could be distributed openly in the door.
The paper and printing industry in this world is relatively developed, and there were official newspapers for an early age.
One is the Di newspaper, which is distributed by the marching officer stationed in Chang'an from Zhudaozhou County. They report daily, every fifteen, every ten days or once a month, according to different rules for each period.
Before the report is issued, the ministry is responsible for reviewing the matter, which is called "judgment".
The contents of the newspaper are mainly the emperor's edicts, daily words and deeds, government decrees and bulletins, chapters and regulations of ministers at all levels, work reports of provincial and ministerial supervision departments and other institutions, and war reports of border garrisons.
The first is the Chang'an newspaper, which is managed by the Ministry of War, and the six departments jointly send people to review and report it every half month or once a month according to actual needs.
The content of Chang'an Daily is mainly the work dynamics of the six departments and some recruitment and bidding information, and occasionally publishes the political achievements and current affairs of the local government.
Because the six doors were established not long ago, and the six departments were faintly crowded, they simply cooperated with the No. 1 intelligence organization in the rivers and lakes to jointly run the "Jianghu Monthly", which is half official and half private.
Generally, Six Doors doesn't publish much in the "Jianghu Monthly", unless it is a monthly work summary or a major case cracked.
However, things like patrolling the streets and defeating Emei disciples in blue clothes are still worth getting a page as big as a tofu block.
What the? Isn't it a big win, you say?
One move to defeat the enemy, unharmed, the other party is convinced to give away the wound medicine, why is it not a big victory?
Goldman Sachs accepted his affection, so he asked Liu Zheng to go back to rest first on the grounds of injury, and he found someone else to take the shift.
He didn't shirk either, although there must be a master of the six doors to protect him secretly, but it was better to ask for others than for himself.
I bought some lo-mei and salad at the stall and returned to the gathering.
knocked on Ge Baoshan's door, but no one answered, Liu Zheng shrugged his shoulders, pushed the door in, put the food on the table, and went back to his room.
As soon as I entered the door, an indescribable smell came to my face.
The steward really didn't lie to him, this house must have been uninhabited for at least half a year, and the yard was full of fallen leaves, dust, and feces from small animals.
Fortunately, his sense of smell was not strengthened much, otherwise he would have rolled his eyes.
I went to Ge Baoshan's house to borrow cleaning tools, and I was busy until the afternoon when I could barely live in the house.
Throwing down the rag in his hand, Liu Zheng's stomach rang.
He rolled his eyes, and then rolled into Ge Baoshan's courtyard, ready to eat the food he had left.
Anyway, Old Man Ge doesn't know when he will come back, so if he breaks it, it will be a waste.
As a result, as soon as his feet hit the ground, a slap slapped him on the head with a muffled sound.
"Ge Lao... Master, you're back. I'm hungry, I've bought you food and put it in the house. Liu Zheng hurriedly behaved.
"Hmph, I saw it, I've finished eating, you still have a little filial piety." Ge Baoshan touched his beard.
"Huh? I'm done. He said disappointed.
"You kid, it turned out that you came over the wall to steal food." Ge Baoshan is old and refined, where can I not see what Liu is thinking.
"Hehe, I'm not still growing up, I'm hungry fast." Liu Zheng said obediently.
"Okay, okay, don't sell it badly, I'll take you to the cold restaurant for a good meal later." By the way, didn't you patrol the streets, why did you come back so early? Ge Baoshan asked.
So he told Ge Baoshan about the fight with the Emei faction.
"Yes, yes, there is no one who has lost our water line." Ge Baoshan said with satisfaction.
"Master, this is the medicine given to me by the Emei disciples, you can help me see how to use it." Liu Zheng took out the medicine bag.
He'd seen it before, it's not a prop, and he's a little disappointed.
I don't know how the "secret keepers" identify props and non-props, and there is no public opinion on the forum.
Ge Baoshan took the medicine bag, opened it and sniffed it a few times.
"Well, it's really a good trauma medicine. After eating in the evening, I will put a cloth on your medicine, and then force in the medicine, and this little injury will be cured the next day. He said leisurely.
Ge Baoshan originally wanted to teach him the martial arts supporting the Decination Water Divine Skill today, but now he naturally can't teach it.
But it doesn't matter if you teach it tomorrow, thinking about it, Liu Zheng is not the kind of monster who succeeds overnight in the seventh generation of the Yunding Palace, and the Huangshui Han Palm is not the peerless martial arts that can overwhelm one in the Tianxin Finger.
When they had nothing to do, the two went directly to the cold food building, where business is booming all year round, and they may have to wait for a seat if they go late.
As luck would have it, a box was vacant just when I arrived.
The wine and food were quickly served, and Ge Baoshan raised his chopsticks and grabbed a piece of duck wing.
"Master, didn't you just finish eating, why do you look hungrier than me?" Liu Zheng said with a blank eye.
This old Taoist priest looked dry, but the amount of food was not small.
"Nonsense, your master and I went to Tanzhou today to run back and forth, and you said that I was hungry or not." Ge Baoshan didn't have a good airway.
Tanzhou is where the provincial government is located, there are more than 800 miles away from Liuzhou, and the 800 miles of expedited stagecoaches have to run for more than a day.
"Master, what are you doing in Tanzhou?" Liu Zheng was afraid that he would choke, so he quickly poured a glass of wine.
"Not for you kid." Ge Baoshan drank it all.