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The sound of roosters and the starry sky are burning the last of their rays before dawn.

Huang Feihong got up early, acted mysteriously, and came to the street to hang around.

In the east wing of Bao Zhilin, I heard the coulee condition reaction of the rooster crow, and I instantly opened my eyes. For several months, Gu Li has been practicing every day and studying acupuncture and moxibustion during the day, and has fully integrated into this world.

After washing up and walking out of the room, I saw that Huang Feihong's room was dark, and I secretly wondered in my heart.

"The master must have done something bad last night, and he hasn't gotten up before dawn."

Gu Li just glanced at it, and then left Bao Zhilin.

Lin Shirong is a native of Foshan and lives in his own home on East Street. Coulee would come to his home every morning and grab a free breakfast.

"Fatty, is breakfast ready?" As soon as he entered the gate of Lin Shirong's house, a rich smell of meat wafted into the tip of Gu Li's nose.

"Big buckteeth, come over on time every day to eat, I'm about to be eaten by you." Lin Shirong complained like a girl in his mouth, but he had a bowl full of meat porridge in his hand and handed it to Gu Li.

Smelling the fragrant porridge, Gul had a happy smile on his face. The stomach is full, and only in the morning do you have the strength to exercise.

"How did you promise me when you took fifteen taels of silver from me?" Gu Li looked at Lin Shirong playfully.

"Hmph, drink your porridge." Lin Shirong was blocked by Gu Li's words, and he knew that he couldn't refute it.

Lin Shirong picked up the bowl with meat porridge, sat in front of Gu Li, and spoke.

"Just now I saw Master Huang walking down the street, walking in a hurry, I don't know what to do."

"What? The master got up early? Gu Li swallowed the porridge in his mouth and looked at Lin Shirong in surprise. Seeing that Huang Feihong's room was dark, I thought he was sleeping lazy.

"Can't be wrong, that person must be Master Huang." Lin Shirong gulped down the porridge.

"I don't know why the master got up so early, so we hurriedly drank porridge and went to the beach to gather and wait for him." Gu Li drank the only remaining mouthful of meat porridge in the bowl, and pulled Lin Shirong to the training ground.

Huang Feihong did not appear on the beach, but Liu Yongfu, who was dressed in a blue and blue official uniform, stood proudly on the warship surrounded by many black flag troops.

After several months of training, Gu Li had never met Liu Yongfu, the commander of the Black Flag Army. And today, Liu Yongfu, dressed in an official uniform and a black robe, appeared in front of everyone, and eight huge warships were densely packed with black flag troops.

On the other side of the beach, the silver-white warships of the Western powers were docked. Foreigners dressed in modern military uniforms armed with muskets stood by the poles of the ship and stared at each other.

The brothers of the militia came to the beach one after another, looking at the huge Black Flag Army, and couldn't help but talk to each other.

"Ya Cha Su, are we going to fight with the foreigners?"

Guli was resourceful and assertive, and his brothers surrounded him.

In Huang Feihong's movie, Foshan at this time should be peaceful, and there was no major conflict with foreigners. Seeing the momentum and the Black Flag Army's full force, Gu Li thought of something.

"It shouldn't be a war with foreigners, it may be that General Liu was ordered by the imperial court to leave our Foshan."

"Ah, General Liu is leaving with the Black Flag Army? If General Liu is gone, who will protect us in Foshan? ”

"That's right, the foreigner's musket cannon is right in front of you, as soon as General Liu leaves, how can we resist it."

......

The militia brothers were gossiping, and everyone's faces showed fear.

"Don't panic, everyone, everything will wait for the master to come." Gu Li watched the reaction of the militia brothers, feeling helpless. The muskets and cannons of foreigners pose a great threat to their psyche.

"Yes, if General Liu leaves, we still have Master Huang." The militia brothers seemed to see hope, and their hearts were uplifted.

It didn't take long for almost all the brothers of the militia group to arrive, and Huang Feihong also appeared in front of everyone. Behind him, several nimble men, holding lion's heads made of strips of colored cloth in their hands, arrived together.

Everyone followed Huang Feihong until he got on Liu Yongfu's warship. The warship was more than 20 meters long and about 10 meters wide. The rope as thick as an arm is densely wrapped around the mast. Gul and the brothers of the militia stopped and stood neatly not far from the warship.

After Huang Feihong got on the warship, he greeted Liu Yongfu with a fist. Turning around and jumping on the soles of his feet, he stepped on the rope of the ship and clicked on the water, and in the blink of an eye, he leaned on the mast of the warship and looked down on everyone. Looking at the militia brothers below, Huang Feihong's luck was silent: "Today is the day of General Liu's expedition, and I, Huang Feihong, have a special lion dance, I wish General Liu a smooth expedition and return as soon as possible!" ”

The sound was like thunder, and the brothers of the militia clapped their hands one after another.

Liu Yongfu was really transferred away by the imperial court, I don't know if the sentence "practicing medicine can save people, and teaching martial arts can save the country" was said to Huang Feihong.

It turned out that the master got up early in the morning to prepare for the lion dance to practice for Liu Yongfu. A generation of grandmaster Huang Feihong, sure enough, is known as the lion king of Guangzhou.

Huang Feihong and another sturdy man put on a golden lion made of fabric, and shouted loudly.

"Big gongs, big drums, big cymbals, have fun!"

Several middle-aged people on the side beat big gongs and drums, and the horn suona sounded. The two of them landed on all fours, bent over the cloth lion. The pace is violent, the movements are mighty, and the golden lion dances with great charm. All kinds of routines emerge in an endless stream, like a real lion dancing. It is a kind of folk art that integrates dance, martial arts, acrobatics, and strength aesthetics, which makes people dazzled and applauded.

Huang Feihong danced to the upside, poked out his head and said to the person behind him: "Let's step on the rope of the boat and perform in the air, okay?" ”

"Huang Feihong, I can do it." The man nodded.

The two of them changed their shapes, bent their knees hard, and even if they jumped, they stepped on the thick rope in the air steadily.

The musician on the side saw Wong Fei Hung pushing the performance to a climax and lit the prepared firecrackers to cheer up.

There was a "crackling" bombardment, and the foreigners on the other side of the beach thought someone had shot at it. Holding a foreign gun at the golden lion dancing in the air, he fired a shot.

The golden lion dances, unpredictable, and bullets pass by. Wong Fei Hung's lion dance companions were startled by the gunshots, and the soles of their feet did not steady, falling from the sky.

The firecrackers were set off in an instant, and the foreigners on the battleship came to their senses and did not continue to shoot.

Liu Yongfu, who was watching the lion dance on the warship, snorted coldly and glared angrily at the foreigner battleship. Huang Feihong, who danced the lion in the sky, did not interrupt the performance because of the gunshots, but wrapped in a golden lion and performed more and harder.

All kinds of air churning and dodging, difficult and thrilling actions, full of tricks. Let the people watching be amazed and dazzled.