"Zhao Feilong? is also surnamed Zhao! ”

Zhao Lin muttered to himself, taking off his shirt and tearing off a large strip of cloth.

Liang Song asked, "What are you doing with your clothes?" ”

"I can't get out of the city tonight, I'm afraid that Beard will find us through the smelling marten. The garment smelled of musk, which should mislead their search. ”

Zhao Lin explained, his eyes looked around the street and saw a wild dog gnawing garbage on the side of the street.

He walked over, slowly approached the wild dog, and suddenly flew up and held it down, wrapping the strip of cloth around it three times, and finally tied a dead knot.

Thinking that they were going to be caught eating meat, the wild dogs barked wildly and turned around and grinned.

Zhao Lin wrapped the strip of cloth and kicked it away.

"Go ahead, run as far as you can."

The wild dog was freed and immediately fled with his tail between his legs.

The two of them did not delay any longer, and walked through the streets and around the city several times, until they were sure that no one was following behind, and then they found an inn near the yamen to stay.

They deliberately chose a room with easy access to the room, which was conducive to escape.

The two discussed, Zhao Lin guarded the first half of the night, and Liang Song guarded the second half of the night.

Liang Song was sleepy and tired, and fell asleep after a while, and Zhao Lin stared at the door, not sleepy at all.

Today was the closest he had ever come to death in his life.

Thinking back to the previous moment of shock, there is a feeling of escaping death, and I still have palpitations at this time.

The incomparably sharp sword always lingered in his mind.

It's too strong!

Senior brother Yuan Cheng is also in the aura, Zhao Lin has compared with him, although he is not an opponent, he does not feel much stronger than himself.

But in the face of the ruthless pillar sent by the beard, he has a sense of powerlessness that is difficult to resist.

No wonder Zhu Huaishan once asked him whether the realm is important or the actual combat is important.

It seems that in the same realm, the strength may be very different.

Yuan Cheng has been practicing martial arts in Liuhemen, and he has not a lot of actual combat experience, but most of them are competitions between the same sects or martial arts halls.

Only the superior, regardless of life and death.

The ruthless pillar Zhao Feilong is a murderer who has been living and dying for a long time.

There is a huge difference between the two in terms of the experience of life and death.

Originally, Zhao Lin thought that he would just run away when he encountered an enemy who couldn't be defeated, but now he realized that he wanted to be simple.

The enemy hid in the shadows and sneaked attack, he had no power to fight back at all, if it wasn't for Liang Song's knife to interrupt the opponent's rhythm, he would probably become a corpse.

Even the speed he was proud of, the speed of flashing and sprinting in a small space, the other party was not weaker than himself.

Unless you also practice to the qi realm......

It's a pity that the realm takes time to grind, and it can't be achieved overnight.

Zhao Lin thought about it, but didn't come up with any good way to deal with it.

"Bang Bang Bang Bang ......"

"Peace and Prosperity ......"

The sound of four watches sounded on the street, and Zhao Lin realized that it was already the second half of the night, woke Liang Song up, fell on the bed, and fell asleep in a daze.

……

"Although the Liuhe stick method is called Liuhe, the number of roads is completely different from the boxing method, paying attention to the offensive force, fast and changeable, the action is simple, and the string is compact......"

In the courtyard of Liuhemen, Zhao Lin and Sun Xiaofan each held a stick that was not short and half long, standing opposite each other, and Yuan Cheng stood aside and pointed out the two.

Originally, according to the rules of Liuhemen, he practiced boxing in the first year of entry, and only began to learn to use weapons in the second year.

Zhao Lin experienced yesterday's assassination, realized the power of the sword, and asked to learn in advance.

Zhu Huaishan understood his current situation, so he asked Yuan Cheng to teach him and Sun Xiaofan the six-stick method.

"Liuhe stick is not only a stick, it can be a knife or a sword in one hand, and it can be a stick or a gun in both hands. The pace should be light, and the strength should be round......"

Yuan Cheng demonstrated as he spoke.

Zhao Lin studied extremely seriously and practiced repeatedly according to the stick routine.

He can now only use axe and bayonet weapons, which are difficult to use in real combat.

Sun Xiaofan smiled and said, "Senior Brother Yuan, why do we have to use the stick as a knife and a gun, instead of a real knife and a real gun?" ”

Zhao Lin also had this question, and couldn't help but look at Yuan Cheng.

Yuan Cheng glared at Sun Xiaofan, "What's the matter, it's not hard to use a stick?" ”

Sun Xiaofan grabbed his hair and said, "I think the sword is easy to carry and powerful, hehe......"

Yuan Cheng raised his eyebrows and said, "An ordinary steel knife, two taels of silver, and a double-edged sword, the price is doubled." ”

"If you fight with all your strength, you will be able to roll your blade in one day. If you practice like this, you can afford to pay dozens of taels of silver a month? ”

"Sky-high prices!"

Sun Xiaofan stuck out his tongue, "Then forget it." ”

Yuan Chengzheng said: "Money is one thing, knives and guns have no eyes, and it is easy to miss and hurt people." The wooden stick is strong and durable, and it can't kill people even if it hits the body......"

At dusk, Zhao Lin finished his day's martial arts practice and went to the blacksmith shop to buy a whistle stick.

The whistle stick is the short talisman used by Wu Song in the Water Margin, which is made of cow tendon wood, and it is difficult to cut with ordinary swords.

The head of the stick is wrapped in an iron sheet, and when it is wielded, it can make a whistle sound, and it is called the whistle stick.

Two days passed in a flash.

Zhao Lin and Liang Song went out of the city and did not encounter a beard blockade, which made the two of them feel nervous and felt invisible pressure.

They wouldn't be naïve enough to think that Hu Zi would be able to let the two of them go, and the ruthless pillar Zhao Feilong was like a poisonous snake hidden in the shadows, which could cause a blow to the two of them at any time.

That night, Zhao Lin and Liang Song went out of the city, carrying a wild dog in their hands.

Halfway through, let go of the dingo and throw the chili noodles along the way.

At present, this method is feasible, but it is a bit costly.

The musk of the beard is made by themselves, and they don't know the recipe, so this method can't be used all the time.

Out of caution, the two did not go to the cellar of Zhou Paotou's house for the night tonight.

Always going to a place will inevitably show your feet.

Taking advantage of the night, the two came to the bottom of the cliff of the north ridge of Baektu Mountain.

There are many "death kilns" built here a long time ago, and last year there was a famine, and several old people died here.

It's late summer and early autumn, and the weather is hot, so you just need to spread a layer of hay and spend the night here.

Zhao Lin found a cave that looked fairly clean, and there was no smell in it, and was about to raise his legs and step in, when suddenly three palm-sized black shadows flew out of it.

One of the shadows came straight for his face.

Zhao Lin was startled, raised his hand and punched over.

I only heard a "squeak", and the black shadow fell to the ground.

Zhao Lin looked down and saw that it was a bat.

"What's wrong?"

Liang Song poked his head out of the cave next to him and asked.

"It's okay, a bat."

Zhao Lin replied casually.

The silver light of the stars converged, and the spirit of the bat rose.

Zhao Lin looked at the little spirit and grinned.

This bat is small in size, but the ears are very large, and the nose and mouth are leaf-shaped, which looks like a chrysanthemum.

That's why the locals call them big-eared flying squirrels, or chrysanthemum bats.

The chrysanthemum bat habitually lives in caves, and in summer it preys on nocturnal mosquitoes and moths, especially in the mountains.

Zhao Lin was about to step into the cave when he suddenly felt the spirit beast diagram in his mind tremble violently.

But whenever you encounter a beast spirit with a special ability, the spirit beast diagram will react, and the stronger the specialty, the more intense the reaction.

"Isn't it just a little bat?"

Zhao Lin muttered to himself, and as soon as the words came out, he was suddenly stunned.

Echolocation!