After another hard day's workout.

Wei Tao stepped on the silver moonlight and walked briskly on the long street.

The backs of groups of registered disciples who had left gloomily kept appearing in front of them.

They have been practicing hard in the martial arts hall for more than three months, but they have never been able to meet the entry requirements of Red Line Boxing, so they have no choice but to give up and find another way to make a living.

However, in this kind of world, it is not easy to have a stable livelihood.

In the end, they either fell to the bottom struggling to survive, or joined a certain gang, lived a life of licking blood from the knife edge, and disappeared silently without knowing when.

Although he was not familiar with those registered disciples, and he never said a few words from beginning to end, the departure of more and more people still brought a lot of pressure to Wei Tao.

"If you don't meet the entry requirements, you won't be able to become a formal disciple."

"Even if you become a formal disciple, if you can't improve step by step, you can only go out and be a caretaker and a gangster."

"There is still half a month to go at most, and I will be about to complete the three-month deadline."

"Although I have now taken over the management of the martial arts hall, in this increasingly chaotic world, if you don't have enough strength to be around, it will be all empty after all."

He sighed secretly and looked down at the palms of his hands.

After more than two months of scrubbing, coupled with the addition of the stone lock practice method that reached the level of entering the room, he was only one line away from reaching the entry standard, but the difference between this line and feeling that he could cross it with a slight lift of his feet, but it was like a chasm, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't cross it.

The shops on both sides of the long street have long since closed, only the restaurants and casinos are still lit up, and all kinds of noisy sounds can be heard far away in the night.

If the entire Cangyuan City is divided into several areas, the inner city is undoubtedly a gathering place for the powerful and rich, and ordinary people rarely have the opportunity to enter it.

Even in the outer cities, there are different classes.

Closer to the inner city, it is more prosperous and safe, equivalent to an upscale neighborhood with a high middle class, and the further you go out, the more dilapidated and chaotic it becomes, until you enter the quagmire of the slums at the bottom.

The location of the Red Line Martial Arts Hall is a mansion near the inner city, where various gangs have converged, and there are even night patrols by officials and soldiers, which is undoubtedly much safer and more orderly than the marginal area where Wei Tao lives.

After all, the people who can live on the edge of the inner city either have a certain strength of their own, or they are inextricably linked to the inner city.

Perhaps the shopkeeper of an ordinary pawnshop on the side of the road may be the white gloves of a nobleman in the inner city, and once provoked, he will be suppressed and attacked like thunder.

A few days ago, when he was having dinner in the martial arts hall, he heard that the leader of the Wuyi Gang was chased to the mountains and hacked to death because he had no eyes, which angered the owner of a shop near the inner city, and so far he has not even found his body.

A gust of night breeze blew, Wei Tao gathered his thoughts, quietly clenched the short knife hidden in his sleeve, and became more cautious.

If you go any further, you will enter the chaotic slums, and under the cover of night, there are unforeseen dangers lurking everywhere.

It is the so-called moon and dark wind and high murderous night, when it rains on a cloudy day and kills people.

Passing by the dark alley near the noisy casino, Wei Tao faintly heard the sound of sharp knives entering the flesh.

There is also a very faint smell of blood wafting down the wind.

"Dare to pick up some money in the seventh uncle's yard, it's not a small courage."

"It's still Huang Gongzi's silver money, even if the king of heaven and Lao Tzu comes, he can't save you!"

"Hurry up, Huang Gongzi has just spoken, let's hurry up and bring people back to take a look, which one is not long-eyed, and dares to break ground on his old man's head."

Wei Tao turned a blind eye to this, and just quickened the pace of his journey.

Because of Senior Brother Suo in the inner courtyard of the martial arts hall, he had also heard of the name of the seventh uncle, as well as a lot of deeds about this person, the most famous of which was that he forced the fourth head of the Hidden Sword Society to retire, and he fought to a draw with the main sword master who rushed over, and established his position in the outer city in one fell swoop.

But for Huang Gongzi, he only knows that he is the little master of the Huang family in the inner city, who likes to gamble in the prostitutes in the outer city, and he will not even frown when he spends a lot of money, and the people who beg for a living in the outer city simply live in two worlds.

Suddenly, the sound of clothes flickering, swords clashing, and muffled snorts came from the alley behind him at the same time.

"Suddenly there was a fight."

"Listening to the voice, it seems that the accomplice who picked up the counting money is coming, and the thugs watching the scene have suffered a loss, and maybe someone has died."

"It's dangerous here, and if you're not careful, you'll get caught up in it, so you have to stay away from it right away."

A few thoughts flashed through Wei Tao's heart, and he immediately ran forward along the long street for a distance, and then plunged into the dark alley on the side of the road, running in the direction of home without any stop.

Click!

Stepping on a dead branch, he stopped in front of a haphazard shack.

The sound of staccato heavy breathing, as well as the faint smell of blood, reminded him that something was wrong here.

Although he could go back home after crossing this alley and turning a corner forward, Wei Tao did not hesitate and jumped directly over the wall into a dilapidated yard.

A moment later, dense footsteps rang out from far and near, rapidly approaching the location of the shack.

There was also the whining of hounds.

"It smells of blood, and people should be hiding here."

"Be careful, be careful."

"Huang Gongzi said, whoever can catch this slut will be rewarded with ten taels of silver!"

Wei Tao hid in the haystack next to the wall, covering his mouth and nose and not moving, listening to the movement outside.

With the sound of Cang Langlang drawing a knife, there was a faint sound of silk bamboo singing quietly in the dark night.

On both sides of the alley, figures dressed in white appeared one after another, surrounding the thugs belonging to the seventh uncle in the middle.

"The gods and Buddhas were born, and the Ming King was born."

"The Holy Maiden descended, and the golden light poured out."

"Those who get the charm water can dispel diseases and evils."

"There is one family in the world, and we share the peace."

"No one is uneven, no one is not well-fed."

"Bliss will be enjoyed forever, and all the people will turn over."

The sound of chanting lingers, breathtaking, and people can't help but indulge in it when they hear it, and they don't know what year it is.

Wei Tao's brows furrowed, trying to maintain the clarity of consciousness.

It's just that deep down, it has already set off waves.

He had heard the first three verses of the chant during the day, but they could be classified as ordinary worship and preaching, and they were normal in the current chaotic world.

However, the last three sentences that I have just heard are different, and they can definitely be called undisguised rebel slogans.

Whether it is in prosperous times or troubled times, as long as the imperial power still exists, it belongs to the situation that will be bloodily suppressed once discovered.

So, now it's a big deal.

From stealing money and fighting in the rivers and lakes, he suddenly fast-forwarded to secret societies and plotting rebellions.

"Pretending to be a ghost!"

"Kill them, go back and report to Uncle Seven and Huang Gongzi, and extinguish this god-chattering red lantern society!"

The thug leader shouted in a low voice, and took the lead with a knife forward.

The two sides collided violently, and a bloody and brutal battle began in an instant.

A figure flew high and smashed into one side of the wall, and a large amount of earth and rocks fell and smashed on the haystack, making a mess around it.

The fierce battle lasted only a few breaths before it ended, and then only the movement of dragging the corpse and cleaning up was left, Wei Tao cowered in the haystack and did not dare to move, even if the last footsteps faded away, he did not make a sound.

Before I knew it, another quarter of an hour had passed, and a woman suddenly said outside the wall, "These people should have no other back-up, check the surroundings carefully, and then you can retreat." ”

"Master of incense, what should I do with this pair of men and women?" A man asked.

"Bring people back, and make sure to find out if the appearance of these people has anything to do with our secret gathering tonight."

"My subordinates understand."

Poof!

A figure jumped into the courtyard.

Wei Tao held his breath and clenched the short knife.

Fortunately, the man did not even examine the haystack that was hidden by the large pile of earth and rocks, and he would not have known that there was a living person hidden inside.

After another period of time, Wei Tao slowly came out of the hay pile, looked left and right at no one, and soon disappeared into the dark night.