In full view.

There is no need to go into detail about the process, Chen Zhuo made a few noises on the ground, made a big salute, worshiped the patriarch, and served tea, and this ceremony was completed.

"Among my generation, there will be successors!"

Seeing that Wang Wu accepted such an apprentice, many celebrities of the older generation of martial arts couldn't help but sigh with admiration and some envy.

Today's slap of that Wu Tanhua will not be long before it spreads. The name is there, and the face has risen, the key is that the strength of this body is simply evil, if you can find a way, it is enough to ensure the longevity of a sect, which is really eye-catching.

Chen Zhuo didn't like to be lively, he wanted to hide after the ceremony, but he was dragged by Cheng Tinghuasheng, and met a few old-timers in the martial arts, bowed and thanked, and said some good words of compliment.

Even with the brothers and sisters who can get in touch, Cheng Lao also brought it by the way, such as Sun Lutang, the "Tiger Head Shaobao", Li Yaochen of the Huiyou Dart Bureau, and the "Thousand Jin Powerful King" Wang Ziping, and a few Yang family members in Taijimen, which can be regarded as getting acquainted.

But most of them did not stay too long, the Boxers had already converged in Jinmen, and the leaders of all parties also responded one after another with the slogan of "helping the Qing Dynasty to destroy the foreign", and many people rushed to help each other when they heard the wind, and after watching the ceremony, they hurriedly disappeared in the hustle and bustle of the carriage, rushing back and forth in this troubled world.

The inner hall, which was overcrowded before, became deserted in a blink of an eye, leaving only cups of uncooled tea steaming.

Looking at the crowd that had ended, Chen Zhuo leaned on the door and sighed casually: "This time, I don't know how many people are buried in other places and never see each other again." ”

Although it is a meeting in Pingshui, one side of the fate, but as a person who worries about the country and the people, he is willing to contribute to this world, in his eyes, he is a heroic man who is shocking.

"Someone has to go, and you can't let future generations go, let alone let future generations be bullied!"

Chen Zhuo turned his head to look, and the old man Guo Yunshen was eating a bowl of fried noodles.

Chen Zhuo's expression was a little calm, he cleaned up the tables and chairs, and said softly: "It's really strange, I used to think very simply, just eat a full meal and sleep peacefully, no matter whether tomorrow is dead or alive." Later, I wanted to live and live well, but when I could live, I wanted to be happy and revenge, and it was not bad to be a hero. But for some reason, when I saw those two words, and then looked at the determination of these people to go, I suddenly felt that being a hero seemed to be not enough to just seek pleasure. ”

Guo Yunshen seemed to be very good, beckoned Chaoyun to bring him another bowl, and waited for him to purse his lips and take a sip of the sauce on the chopsticks head, squatting on the threshold to pick up a chopstick fried sauce noodles and put it into his mouth, before he spoke: "That pleasure is also divided into sizes." ”

Chen Zhuo pondered.

Guo Yunshen said in a flat tone: "A person's happiness is just a small happiness, but if you zoom in on it in this worldly torrent, it is not a pleasure, and people in the world are happy, then it is really happy." Your master upholds the right path, and you seek chivalrous ways, but it is not easy, and take your time. ”

Chen Zhuo wiped the table, glanced at the sunset outside the door, and did not speak.

The old man's mouth was full of oil, glanced at him, and said while eating, "This court has long been hopeless, and there are few people who can see clearly. It's a pity that you can wake up the people in this house, but you can't wake up the people in the world, if you can wake up yourself, then live a good life. ”

Guo Yunshen finished speaking, finished eating the noodles, put aside the dishes and chopsticks, and went straight out.

"In the future, I will definitely challenge you!"

Chen Zhuo was stunned, and a head suddenly appeared outside the door, his smooth head was glowing, and he was looking at him fixedly, and was held in his hand by Gong Baotian.

It's the little baby Ma San.

Chen Zhuo didn't look at the kid, but looked at the person beside Gong Baotian, "Dare to ask how to call it?" ”

The long-faced man was silent for a moment, and then replied in a deep voice: "Ding Lianshan! ”

"Chen Zhuo!"

Chen Zhuo also reported his name, although the other party already knew it.

Ding Lianshan's eyes shone brightly, and he met Chen Zhuo's knife eyes, "Okay, I remember." ”

Gong Baotian arched his hand with a complicated expression, "Senior Brother Chen, farewell." ”

After sending everyone off, Chen Zhuo re-covered the door of the dart game.

Two days later, Wang Zhang, escorted by Shang Yunxiang and several old dart masters who came from Cangzhou, returned to Hebei, and left a lot of advice and a table of food before leaving.

That night, Chen Zhuo and Zuo Zongsheng got drunk.

The next day, Li Cunyi led Zuo Zongsheng, together with several of his disciples, and hurried to Jinmen. Originally, there were some times, but there was news from there, and the great powers had already intended to invade on a large scale, and they set off before dawn.

A group of people gathered quickly, dispersed faster, and were a little caught off guard.

"Master Chen, this signboard can't be picked up!"

Within a few days, some people saw that the signboard of the dart game was taken off by Chen Zhuo, and they couldn't help but persuade them one after another.

Chen Zhuo didn't say much, just smiled and wiped the dust on it, wrapped it in red silk, and put it away.

Originally, the rangers gathered in the empty field gradually decreased at some point, Chen Zhuo asked, only to know that many people had rushed to Jinmen.

It's getting more and more deserted.

Until mid-June, the Russian army captured the Dagu Fort and invaded Jinmen on a large scale, and the Boxers led by the leader Cao Futian to fight back at the Laolongtou Railway Station. Then there was the "Red Lantern Zhao" led by Lin Heier and a group of martial arts heroes, who fought desperately, and after more than ten hours, killed and wounded more than 500 enemy soldiers, recaptured all the strongholds north of the station, and forced the coalition forces back to the concession.

At this point, the fist chaos began to appear, and the curtain opened.

In the dart game.

As soon as Chen Zhuo finished practicing, a scoop of cold water poured down on his head, washing away the hot sweat on his body.

Cicadas outside the hospital are noisy.

Cheng Tinghua hugged the straw mat and walked into the backyard.

"Boy Chen, what you want is done, let me see what to do."

The old man beckoned, full of interest and curiosity.

But seeing that the straw mat was spread out, there were two pairs of knife bags sewn from muntjac skin, among which there were forty willow leaf flying knives, all of which were five inches long, and the snow was bright and cold.

In addition, there are two curved blade short knives on the side, shaped like an arc moon, the strange thing is that the end of the handle is a convex and a concave can be buckled together, the handle also has a mystery, the inside is hollowed out, and a solid iron pellet is put on each.

Cheng Tinghua is curious about this.

"I've traveled around most of the city, found an old blacksmith, and it took me three days to figure it out."

Chen Zhuo wiped his sweat, reached out and took the scimitar, and with a buckle of the handle, the two knives instantly merged into one.

Listening to the cicadas on the tree, Chen Zhuo's eyes closed, he checked the weight of the scimitar, meditated for a few seconds, and with a sudden shock in his palm, a spiral force immediately penetrated the double knife.

The blade of the knife did not move, and the iron pellet in the hilt was already whirling rapidly.

Chen Zhuo suddenly ran out in a few steps, and for a moment his feet took off into the air, a buzzing sound, and a terrifying knife shadow had already flown away, and in an instant, it had reached the old tree in the corner of the courtyard, and flew back again and again.

On the tree, a cicada stopped at the waist and broke off, and the cicada stopped singing.

Chen Zhuo's eyes were sharply open, and he reached out to take the palm, and the scimitar was in his hand, but it was not a five-finger buckle, but it was quickly swirling in the palm of his hand, as if he was absorbed by an invisible force.

With five fingers and a grip, the shadow of the knife stands.

Without waiting for Cheng Tinghua to react, Chen Zhuo had already hooked up the knife bag, stretched out his hand to pick it up, and the four willow leaf flying knives were already in his hands, and when he turned around, the flying knives broke out of the air in an instant. However, what is unbelievable is that the trajectory of the flying knife is different, some are curved, some are straight, and they shoot straight at the old tree in the corner of the courtyard.

"Tut-tut! Good guy, you actually found another way, using that spiral power on the hidden weapon, and with your stone-hitting technique, it is so wonderful, not bad! Not bad! ”

Cheng Tinghua's eyes were wide open, and he was surprised.

There are not no masters in the world who play hidden weapons, but it is the first one who can play a flower like Chen Zhuo, and the flying knife can actually turn.

"It's a pity, it's just not enough."

Chen Zhuo nodded, looked at the three flying knives on the tree, and one of them missed the target, "I have to practice again!" ”

The two were chatting to themselves, and Chao Yunhu trotted in from the outside, looking at them in a daze, as if hesitating, but still spoke.

"Brother Chen, Master, Jinmen is lost!"