Squeak~

Jiang Ming pushed the door and entered, standing in the courtyard, the shallow pit under his feet was extremely familiar, which was left by practicing Fuhu Boxing.

In the treetops, cicadas chirped...... At this time last year, Jiang Ming carried the monkey and wine and meat, and the scene of coming here to learn martial arts from Lao Zhoutou is still vivid, but now it is no longer human.

The people in the house heard the movement and hurriedly walked out, and when they saw Jiang Ming, they were also stunned, and then their eyes turned red.

"Brother Ming......"

Jiang Ming looked at Zhou Wenxiu, the once cheerful and immature girl, only a few months have passed...... There is a little more maturity between the eyebrows and eyes, and there are many scars on the exposed arms and wrists alone, which look like they have been whipped ......

Jiang Ming knew that this girl should have suffered a lot in the city, but this is the only way for the bottom people to grow up, and no one can walk for her.

Some people are born in the clouds, and some are born in hell, not only to struggle in hell, but also to endure the ridicule and oppression of those who sit in the clouds......

A thousand words came to his lips, and there was only one sentence left:

"Have you cooked too much, bring me a bowl of ......"

Zhou Wenxiu gritted his teeth and nodded, and hurriedly ran into the house...... It was only after a while that he came out again, and his eyes were red and he served Jiang Ming dry noodle cakes and boiled wild vegetables.

Jiang Ming sat on a low bench, eating and drinking as if he had been hungry for several days, and finally burped to his heart's content.

"You ate all my bread......" Zhou Wenxiu sat opposite Jiang Ming, his elbows on his knees, and he puffed out his head with both hands.

Jiang Ming couldn't help but smile, at this time, Zhou Wenxiu had some of the original aura.

"Anyway, I don't have any money...... Jiang Ming stood up and said with a smile: "Why don't I teach you to practice boxing, and it will be worth your meal...... How is it? ”

When Lao Zhou Tou was alive, he never taught this granddaughter to practice boxing, for fear that she would train herself badly.

But Lao Zhou didn't understand that this world is not afraid of your bad practice, but afraid that you are too weak...... By the time Lao Zhoutou understood this truth, it was too late.

Zhou Wenxiu was also stunned when he heard this, and then bent his legs and was about to kneel on the ground.

Jiang Ming quickly picked her up, shook his head and said, "You cook for me, I teach you to practice boxing, and no one owes anyone...... If you knock me again, will I knock you back again? Playing in the chapel......"

Zhou Wenxiu immediately blushed.

Jiang Ming coughed lightly and comforted her, "Don't be embarrassed...... From now on, as long as I am in town, I will cook three meals a day...... Don't think less about your meal! ”

Zhou Wenxiu's hair is cloudy.

"What's the fuss, let's get started...... The first type, the tiger sits on the mountain! Jiang Ming recalled what Lao Zhou Tou taught him, and said slowly: "This is the fundamental technique of Fuhu Boxing......

A moment later.

The fist wind in the small courtyard is whirring, just like it was back then......

……

Go up the mountain to collect medicine, go down the mountain to teach boxing......

In the blink of an eye, it was three months later.

The yellow leaves are all over the sky, and the cold wind is bleak.

In front of the mountain hut, a somewhat blessed tiger stared at the human by the river, its tail clipped tightly behind him...... The breath of that human being is getting more and more terrifying, and King Ben is a little scared, why doesn't Lord Rabbit take me away and fly high......

By the river, Jiang Ming's fist is full of momentum, and he can do whatever he wants, and he is no longer limited to moves...... But it is still quite orderly, as smooth as flowing water, without the slightest distraction.

"The momentum of the tiger has almost been completed, and the blood and qi are almost the same, but the 'tiger artistic conception' is still untouchable and invisible......" Jiang Ming shook his head lightly, this path of martial arts, the more difficult it is to walk the further you go.

Since the last time he went down the mountain to buy a few large bags of medicinal herbs, he drank three bowls a day, and it did have some effects, which allowed him to calm his mind and concentrate on practicing boxing, which had the effect of getting twice the result with half the effort, and gradually improved the tiger's momentum and blood qi to the extreme.

Today's Jiang Ming can be regarded as a third-rate masterpiece, coupled with his characteristic of not being afraid of cutting and stabbing, if he fights to the death...... Unless a second-rate martial artist like Guan Feng makes a move, he will have no opponent in Dayun Mansion.

However, from the third rate to the second rate, it is more about precipitation and understanding, and it is no longer something that can be broken through by hard training, and I don't know how many third-rate martial artists have been stuck here all their lives.

Jiang Ming has been prepared to be stuck in this bottleneck in three or five years or even longer......

"Calculate the time, it's time for them to go into the mountains and join in the fun......," he said to himself.

In the past few months, although Jiang Ming has not been involved in the affairs of the Tiger Hunting Village branch, he will sometimes participate in the hunting led by Guan Hunting.

The founder of the cowhide tiger bone recipe is to imitate the posture of the bull and the fierce tiger and create this method, in the fight with the fierce tiger, it is also very beneficial to understand the meaning of the tiger......

"Hey, it's a pity that although there is one at home, it can't be used to fight, and it has to be kept to guard the door......" Jiang Ming glanced at the fat tiger under the eaves, shook his head, picked up a fine iron short knife and left the wooden house, and went deep into the mountains and forests.

"What do you think I'm doing...... that human being" The fat tiger who had not yet opened his mind was dazed, and suddenly felt the chrysanthemum tighten.

……

Deep in the mountains of Yunmeng.

Jiang Ming was at a rest point, converging with Guan Feng and the others.

"Huh? Huang Xiaoying didn't come today? Jiang Ming raised his eyebrows and said, he remembered that the girl had never missed every hunt since she passed the assessment of the Tiger Hunting Team.

Fang Lie shook his head and sighed: "She just sensed the blood qi a few days ago, I was happy for her, but I didn't expect her to pack up her baggage and leave the next day, saying that she couldn't live with everyone, her only purpose here was to learn martial arts for free, and now that the purpose has been achieved, she will leave......"

Jiang Ming was puzzled: "Since you are learning martial arts, why don't you continue to learn it, and you will be satisfied by just sensing your blood qi?" ”

Fang Lie shook his head, indicating that he didn't know.

Guan Feng was sitting under a big tree and closed his eyes to recuperate, and suddenly said: "The only requirement of the Cangshan Army's city-breaking team is to sense blood qi. ”

"Cangshan Army?" The crowd was shocked.

Jiang Ming was also stunned, a little incredulous.

The Cangshan Army is the rebel army in the north that broke through the land of the three prefectures, and now the leader is the self-proclaimed king of Cangshan, and the momentum is like the sky, and he continues to conquer the city......

In the Cangshan army, a city-breaking team is the most famous, which is terrifying, and has set a record of breaking through the city in three hours.

In the city-breaking team, they were originally composed of people who practiced martial arts, but later their power grew, and the standard was raised to the point that they had to sense blood qi......

It's just that everyone, including Jiang Ming, can't believe that the low-key and honest Huang Xiaoying is going to join the rebels?

"She came to me the day she left...... Guan Feng said lightly: "Her home is in Qinglin Mansion in the north of Dayun Mansion, and the family offended the official master and was killed cleanly, not even letting go of the seventy-year-old woman...... Only she escaped with her life and arrived at Dayun Mansion. ”

"She has only one obsession in life, that is, to kill into Qinglin Mansion and slaughter the official master who killed her family......"

There was silence.

After a long time, someone sighed: "This damn world ......"

Suddenly, a voice sounded from the front:

"yes, this damn world!"

Several figures slowly walked out of the jungle and appeared in front of everyone.

"Who are you?" Peng Luteng stood up, looking guarded.

On the opposite side, a young man who looked to be only about twenty years old walked slowly to the front and said with a light smile:

"Wei Yan!"

"What? Are you the ...... Hundred people slaughtered? ”

On the side of Tiger Hunting Village, there was an exclamation of surprise.