Fu Bo trembled and handed a letter to Zhang Chu.

Zhang Chu took it and looked at it, and there were four words written on the envelope: "My disciple personally opened".

As soon as he saw these four words, Zhang Chu endured tears for a long time, and finally collapsed.

He recognized that this was the little old man's words.

He opened the envelope and pulled out the letterhead.

There weren't many words on the letterhead, and he read it at a glance.

"My disciple Zhang Chu, since I see the letter, I should die for the teacher, no matter who kills the teacher, I should ask for the teacher, my disciple should treat him with joy and mourning, don't seek revenge again, have grievances in vain, the gains outweigh the losses, and the teacher must not smile Jiuquan. ”

Zhang Chu teared the letterhead to shreds with tears in his eyes, turned to face the coffin, fell to the ground with a "poof", and kowtowed three times.

Then he got up and hissed: "Master, please redeem the apprentice and disrespect the master's orders!"

"You want to settle a lifelong grudge with your life, and the disciple has nothing to say. ”

"But killing people is not enough. ”

"He shouldn't have cut off your head!"

"It's not revenge, it's revenge!"

"Since he wants to make a feud, then this enmity, the disciple will take it!"

"Whoever he is, within three years, his disciples will take his head and place it before your spirit!"

"If you have any opinions, just come to the dream to scold the disciple, the disciple is waiting for you!"

With that, he turned and strode out.

As he passed by the musicians in the courtyard who were playing the desolate and mournful music, he suddenly stopped again and said with a blank face, "Change the tune!"

A group of musicians stopped mourning and looked at Zhang Chu with tears on his face pitifully, not knowing whether to change the tune or what tune to change to his liking.

"It's a good day, isn't it?"

"Won't?"

"Then I'll teach you!"

"Sing it all with me!"

"Hey, happy gongs and drums beat out the joy of the year!"

"A beautiful dance brings joy every day!"

"The oil paint of the sun has painted today's day!"

"The flowers of life are our smiles!"

"Hey, it's a good day. ”

"Anything you want can come true. ”

"Today is a good day......

Zhang Chu pulled the incomplete broken gong throat and roared hysterically with tears.

He sang "Today is a good day", but his mournful voice only made everyone want to cry.

......

Liang Chongxiao's death ruined Zhang Chu's good mood for a whole New Year.

He locked himself in his home and practiced martial arts in a masochistic manner all day.

From "Tianshuang Knife" and "Golden Cloth Gong", to the Black Tiger Boxing and Reckless Bull Strength that he has long looked down on, he has turned it out, practicing over and over again, practicing day and night, and practicing tirelessly!

The chief helm sent people to come many times, and when he asked him to regain control of the Black Tiger Hall, he sent people to block them.

Even Liu Qiankun came to the door in person, but he didn't see Zhang Chu's people.

But the others didn't show up, but half of the city was shrouded in his anger.

All the Black Tiger Hall gang members are like taking the wrong medicine, they all raise their eyebrows when they see everyone, and they will fight if they don't agree with each other, and they won't stop if they don't see blood!

As long as Li Gouzi was fine, he led his Blood Knife Team out to do something.

From Sihaitang, to the Firewood Gang, to the Bamen Gang, all the gang forces that were a little wrong with the Black Tiger Hall were provoked by Li Gouzi.

More than a dozen people were killed!

But the more unscrupulous Li Gouzi is, the more these gang forces provoked by him dare not act rashly.

They are aggrieved.

But they couldn't say anything.

War with the Black Tiger Hall?

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the state of the Black Tiger Hall is not right.

If you start a war with them, I'm afraid that it will be a decisive battle between you and me.

Big brother, it's just a matter of making ends meet!

There's no need to make you die, right?

No one knows what Zhang Chu is trying to do, and what Black Tiger Hall is trying to do.

Liu Wu knew.

But he doesn't say!

Because it's so embarrassing!

These gangsters in the Black Tiger Hall are doing such a thing, in fact, they want to make a big move, and ask their hall master who has autism to come out and take charge of the Black Tiger Hall again!

I miss him Liu Wu, who has been the hall master in the Black Tiger Hall for three years!

And Zhang Chu took over the Black Tiger Hall for less than three months!

Now that he Liu Wuzhong is in charge of the Black Tiger Hall, no one in the hall takes him seriously.

All the gangs stared at Zhang Chu.

Sure enough, it was the back waves of the river that pushed the front waves, and the front waves died on the sand pond!

Shame on you!

......

In the courtyard of Zhang's mansion, there are two cauldrons.

A large cauldron of wide noodles.

A human-tall barrel-shaped cauldron.

The bear stood on a humanoid ladder and used an arm-thick wooden stick to stir the iron sand in the barrel-shaped cauldron.

But unlike when Zhang Chu first practiced "Jinyi Gong", the medicinal soup boiled in the cauldron of broad noodles is no longer a common herbal medicine for treating burns and bruises.

Rather, it is tiger bones, ginseng, strychnine, deer antlers, chicken blood vines, pangolins and other precious medicinal materials.

These herbs are used in different ways, some can be applied externally, and some can be taken internally.

The medicinal properties are also different, some are great tonic to the human body, and some are highly toxic.

But these medicinal materials have a unified name: the medicine of the tiger and wolf!

What is the medicine of tigers and wolves?

It is that the medicine is too strong, beyond the upper limit of the human body's tolerance, and if the dose is slightly exceeded, it may eat good people into patients and sick people into dead people.

However, at this moment, all kinds of medicinal materials tumbling in this wide cauldron are all theories!

The big bear was swinging a wooden stick to stir the iron sand, and Fu Bo suddenly got out of the room, walked to the big bear, and said in a low voice: "Xiong'er, there are seven flavor medicines, and they have been exhausted." ”

Since Liang Chongxiao's funeral was completed, Fu Bo loaded all the belongings of Liang Mansion into a car, pulled the carriage and came straight to Zhang's mansion, saying that Liang Chongxiao had instructed him before his death to let him come to Zhang Chu.

After Liang Chongxiao's death, although the savings left are not much, it is enough for this loyal old servant who has served Liang Chongxiao for decades to enjoy his old age in peace.

But after Liang Chongxiao's death, he still remembered Liang Chongxiao's instructions, and he refused to be greedy for half of his wealth, and this loyalty was indeed moving.

Zhang Chu directly appointed him as the chief steward of the Zhang Mansion, and all the manpower and material resources in the mansion were dispatched by him.

Fu Bo also lived up to his high expectations and managed the huge Zhang Mansion in an orderly manner, which made both Zhang Chu and the Zhang family extremely satisfied.

Da Xiong was stunned, and said suspiciously: "When the medicine runs out, you can send someone to buy it directly?"

In the past, all the things related to Zhang Chu in this family were in the hands of Da Xiong, no matter what he had, he had a number in his heart, but now after handing over to Fu Bo, he is not very clear.

Fu Bo looked at the barrel cauldron in embarrassment, and lowered his voice again: "I'm running out of money." ”

Da Xiong was startled, and said in a lost voice: "Five thousand taels are all used up?"

Fauber pointed to the cauldron of broad noodles, and Big Bear immediately understood.

None of those medicines are bargains, and every time my boss uses them, they are measured in pounds!

Just that pot of medicinal herbs, to say the least, it would cost about three hundred taels to buy it!

And in the past 20 days, his own boss has to fry himself in the iron pot every morning and evening, and the medicinal materials spent have gone to the sea!

"Don't worry, I'll send a brother to inform Brother Meng and Second Brother later, and ask them to ...... this month's money."

"No need to buy these herbs anymore!"

A clear voice suddenly came out of the barrel-shaped cauldron, and as soon as Da Xiong turned around, he saw Zhang Chu grabbing the edge of the pot and slowly emerging from the iron sand

To his surprise, the big guy who was still skinned like a heavy jujube before entering the pot actually recovered his fair complexion at the beginning in just half an hour, """Golden Clothes Gong, I have already practiced!"