On the thirtieth day, the birds flew in the sky, and the sky was fine.

Jiang Cang in the inn opened the window early in the morning and saw that the streets of Lincheng were lively, men, women and children, dragging families and talking with each other, and they were rushing to the Lincheng market in late autumn and winter.

It's just that when Jiang Cang saw this scene, he 'sonorously' sheathed his double knife, closed the window, and walked towards the street outside the inn, and in the crowd of people, he rushed straight to a martial arts company in the south of the city.

And it was also on this day, twenty days had passed since the incident of his 'one-man slaughter'.

There are basically not many people talking about their deeds on the street.

Anyway, along the way, Jiang Cang also met some people, and occasionally they didn't have a topic, so they would talk about the 'one-person slaughter village' twenty days ago. ’

And during this time, his injuries have also been completely healed, and it will not affect his strength.

In addition, the prompt of the 'Red Bead Mission' half a month ago, "I need to go to the martial arts hall in the south today." ’’

Therefore, Jiang Cang stayed in the city for nearly a month, in addition to recuperating from his injuries, he also inquired about a lot of things about Lin Cheng's martial arts, which can be regarded as knowing himself and his opponent, saving him from failing the task with a black eye.

But the news that I could inquire, or the things that everyone in Lin Cheng knew, the most important thing for him was that Lin Beishou was sixty-two or three, and he had passed the best peak age, and his physical strength was not as good as before.

After all, he is so famous, but he has been famous for too long, and he made a name for himself early twenty-five years ago!

But the years have passed, and now he is indeed a little 'outdated', and it is no wonder that the original Zhou gang leader dared to 'call softly' with them in martial arts. ’

However, although Lin Beishou's strength is not as good as before, and he has 'semi-retired', he can stand so firmly because he has three disciples in his martial arts who can fight.

According to the chats of the martial artists and people in Lin Cheng, Jiang Cang knew that two of the three people were practicing boxing, inheriting the mantle of Lin Beishou's fists and feet, and managing the martial arts hall's internal affairs of boxing. ’

There is also a sword practitioner, who is the number one boxer in Lin Beishou's martial arts, and is in charge of the 'grievance and military affairs' inside and outside the martial arts. ’

Now, according to the task prompts, I found the boxer who practiced swords, and I was ready to complete the task, and I also gave an eyebrow to the incident a month ago.

Because according to the moral rules, the boxer's reputation, strength, and identity as a martial arts soldier are all available, and he can completely follow the rules on behalf of Lin Beishou and himself.

It's better than going to post a battle post by yourself, and let Lin Beishou and them spread out and set up a ring, and it will drag on for a few days and a half months, which is not enough to waste time.

Not to mention that when a group of people are around, he is not talking about things in the past, but going to die.

It's better to start with the simplest charter based on the 'Instant Handwriting Task'.

Kill the 'best' first, and talk about the rest slowly.

Then there is nothing to say.

Jiang Cang followed the prompt, when he passed a few streets and turned south, he saw a martial arts hall on the west side of a street where there were not many passers-by.

There is also a breakfast stall ten meters away in front of the door, and several disciples in the martial arts hall wearing practice clothes are eating and drinking, holding multigrain steamed buns in their hands, and a few stacks of pickles and millet porridge on the table.

"Shopkeeper." When Jiang Cang came here, he remembered that he hadn't eaten yet, so he asked the stall owner for a bowl of rice soup and two multigrain steamed buns.

And a few disciples at the table next to him saw that Jiang Cang only needed soup and steamed buns, and didn't ask for pickles, but got up and came over, took a plate of pickles that didn't move, and put them on Jiang Cang's table.

"Seeing that you carry a sword, you are also a martial artist, right?" This disciple smiled boldly, "When you go out, you have the strength to practice martial arts when you are well fed!" ”

As he spoke, he laughed a few times, hugged his fist and saluted Jiang Cang, sat back in his place, and started talking with several senior brothers.

Jiang Cang turned his head to look at them, hugged his fist in return, put all the pickles in the rice soup, and ate the steamed buns, but he finished eating in a few minutes, walked to the side of the store, threw him a silver dollar, and whispered: "Shopkeeper, I invited these tables." ”

Jiang Cang's words fell, waved his hand and didn't let the store find money, and hugged his fist at the few people who didn't know how to settle the bill, and walked into the martial arts hall ten meters away.

And when these disciples saw Jiang Cangjin in their own martial arts hall, they were not surprised, because their hall owner 'Zhang Zi' was originally in charge of the foreign affairs of Lin Cheng's martial arts, and every day the martial artists would come over to chat, or something.

Therefore, they also thought that Jiang Cang had come to find their owner, so they would politely let a plate of worthless pickles.

But as soon as Jiang Cangcai entered their martial arts hall, he looked at a few disciples who got up early to practice boxing around him, and didn't chat with anyone at all, but directly followed the prompts, walked a few steps closer, and walked towards the hall where he was standing on the west side of the martial arts hall.

"Master Zhang. Jiang Cang came to visit. ”

"Jiang Cang?" Zhang Zi fisted for a moment, looked at Jiang Cang, and suddenly asked, "You killed my junior brother?" ”

"The wind cottage is also cleared by me." Jiang Cang was noncommittal, "I killed this person, and the matter is very clear." When I came here today, I also heard that Master Lin was looking for me, so Jiang Cang came uninvited, wanting to clear up his grudges. ”

"My master is inviting you, not chasing you." Zhang Zi denied it, and then hugged his fists and said: "But my master also said that if you admit it quickly, the hatred can be resolved." But I need you to fill the eighteen martial arts halls in my Lin City, as long as you live, whether you are injured or not, we have a grudge against each other. From then on, Lin Cheng Wuxing and your well water do not interfere with river water. ”

"A martial arts gym fights a boxer?" Jiang Cang replied and asked, and when he saw Master Zhang nodding and seeing the nearby disciples boxing around, he asked again: "One-on-one is indeed fair to Jiang Cang." But if I'm lucky enough to defeat a master and get hurt because of it, what do I say? Is it injured and continues to fight? Or are you besieged by your masters? ”

"It's all about within a year." Zhang Zi waved his hand to let the disciples who gathered nearby disperse, "And when you are recuperating from your injuries, our martial arts hall will protect you and prepare medicine for you." ”

"A year.." Jiang Cang shook his head and said with some regret: "Thank you Master Lin Beishou for your kindness." But Jiang Cang didn't have enough time, so he could only live and die happily, thinking that these things would be cleared up in the past few days. ”

"Then you need to wait for my master." Zhang Zi clenched his fists towards the east, "When my master comes, let's make another charter to talk about things." ”

"No, you don't." Jiang Cang smiled, "Jiang Cang only fights twice, you one, and Master Lin one." And in the first game of the day, you and I can just fight. ”

Jiang Cang pulled out the double knives from the sheath, "Especially if Jiang Cang guessed correctly, Master Lin Beishou should be more than sixty years old, right?" As the old saying goes, the fist is afraid of the young. In Jiang Cang's short-term opinion, and the words passed down by the warriors of the people of Lin City, your ability should be higher than that of Master Lin Beishou. So, let's just set the rules. And if I am lucky enough to win you, Master Lin, I will visit you in person in the next few days. If I fail, you can bring my head to see me, and the matter will be clear. ”

"I'm far worse than Master." Zhang Zi shook his head and took a long sword from his apprentice's hand, "Master Jiang can win me, but it is not enough for my master." And your charter, I took it. For my junior brother, personal vendetta. Even more for my master, you are talking about him as an old man. ”

"You are a man of moral loyalty." When Jiang Cang said this, he hugged his fist with a knife and said, "It's a pity." We can only use weapons today, and we can't drink and talk. ”

"You and I will finish the martial arts competition, and we will pay tribute to the bar in front of the tomb." Zhang Zifu's long sword slanted, "But Master Jiang has to think clearly, my master is not down, as long as you kill me, if you are injured, you may not be able to get out of this martial arts hall today." Outside the street. ”

"That's after I can win you." Jiang Cang's double knives were erected one after the other, "Jiang Cang is short-sighted, just seeking the present." Master Zhang, please. You and I are both martial artists, talking with fists and swords as bars. ”

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