"What are you doing?"

A lazy voice sounded from behind him, startling Cheng Jingling!

Cheng Jingling turned his head suddenly, only to see that in the shadow behind the gate, a young man in a black military guard uniform was leaning on the corner of the wall with his hands clasped on his chest, looking him up and down.

The young man has a slender face, a large hooked nose, squinting eyes, and a somewhat lazy and gloomy demeanor.

When Cheng Jingling saw this person, he hurriedly bowed and saluted, and said respectfully: "This lord, in the next Cheng Jingling, I want to participate in the martial arts test, join the anti-military guard, and serve the country." ”

"Oh? Are you here for the martial arts test? I thought you had encountered an injustice and came here to avenge your grievances. The young man's expression was a lot more serious, his eyes opened, and after carefully looking at Cheng Jingling, he frowned and asked, "Do you know that the martial arts guard is not just anyone, you are a beginner in martial arts?" ”

"Got started, sir." Cheng Jingling hurriedly replied.

The young man waved his hand: "You don't need to call me Lord, I'm just a gatekeeper." ”

"That'...... Don't know what to call it? Cheng Jingling hesitated for a moment and asked.

"King Snake." The youth reported their names.

"Hello Brother Wang." Cheng Jingling hit the snake with the stick and hurriedly called his brother.

Wang Snake just glanced at him lightly, and said indifferently: "You don't have to call me brother, just call me by my name." I said, I'm just a gatekeeper, since you have already entered the martial arts, then I will take you in the martial arts test. If the strength is enough, it will naturally pass smoothly. The strength is not enough, and it is useless to call me dad. ”

"Yes." Cheng Jingling responded obediently.

Seeing that Cheng Jingling understood, Wang Snake turned around and walked inside, and at the same time raised his hand, hooked his hand with his back to Cheng Jingling, and motioned for him to follow.

Seeing this, Cheng Jingling hurriedly followed behind the king snake.

Beyond the stone screen, there is a wide courtyard at the back, connected to several porticoes.

The king snake picked the second porch on the right and entered, twisted and turned left slowly, and walked for nearly a cup of tea before reaching the place.

Along the way, I met a lot of people who were sent by the anti-military guards, some of whom wore gray and white clothes, and some of whom wore the same black official uniform as the king snake.

Cheng Jingling has long understood that in the anti-military guards, in addition to supernumerary helpers, errands, informants, and hidden stakes, the lowest position is the cloth-clothed guards in white, and above them are the iron-clad messengers in black, and then the silver-clothed detectives and gold-clothed officers in silver and gold satin official robes.

On top of that, there are also jade-clothed detectives, purple-clothed commanders, deputy commanders and commanders, which constitute a huge power system of anti-military guards layer by layer.

But these are not things that Cheng Jingling can understand, let alone him, even Liu Yuan, the head of the Liu family, is not qualified to leave his name in front of the Yuyi investigation.

And just now, the reason why Cheng Jingling behaved so respectfully as soon as they met was precisely because he recognized the black iron coat on King Snake's body.

The anti-military guards usually go out on missions in small teams, and an iron-clad detective, although it sounds like only the second-to-last official position in the anti-military guards, it is not inconspicuous. However, his subordinates led four cloth-clothed guards, and they already belonged to the characters who were the leaders of the squad.

When he is out on a mission, in the face of the people in the rivers and lakes, he has the privilege of making decisions on the spot and cutting first and then playing, which is the "black dog" that attracts the fear of the people in the rivers and lakes.

Dressed in black, he was looked at by people wherever he went, and he was a little scared.

Now looking at the attitude of other anti-military guards towards the king snake, even if the king snake is in the iron-clad guards, it is not an ordinary person, and it belongs to a very prestigious figure.

Cheng Jingling followed behind the king snake and walked inside, turning his head from time to time to look left and right, curiously and secretly looking at the internal scenery of the anti-martial guard.

After walking for a while, I finally came to a small courtyard, and the plaque on the door of the small courtyard was written with the words "Ask Wutang".

The king snake didn't knock on the door, raised his hand and pushed the courtyard door open, strode in, and shouted as he entered: "Old bones? What about people, where are they hiding to read the little yellow book? Come out and pick up the guests! ”

"Little loach, you're fucking making up Lao Tzu here!" As the words of the king snake fell, a very old-sounding but neutral voice sounded from the inner room.

Then Cheng Jingling saw a burly old man come out of the room, the old man had white hair and wrinkled face, and he looked at least too old. But its skeleton is extremely large, and its muscles are solid, and it straightens up and goes to that station, like a hill.

The old man came out and saw the king snake, and then looked at Cheng Jingling who was standing aside, blew his beard and glared: "You kid is fishing in troubled waters again, right?" Li arrested and punished you to look at the gate for three days, you seized the opportunity to run away, be careful that Li arrested and got angry, picked off your black clothes, and let you guard the gate for a lifetime! ”

"How can this be considered fishing in troubled waters?" Wang Snake rolled his eyes, put his hand on Cheng Jingling's shoulder, and said with a smile: "Old bone, this little brother wants a martial test, if I don't bring him here, he can find your broken question martial arts hall himself?" ”

Then, Wang Snake put his eyes on Cheng Jingling, pointed at the old man and introduced: "In ancient and modern times, the person in charge of the martial arts examination can just call the old bone like me." ”

As soon as this ancient and modern came out, Cheng Jingling noticed that he was a cripple and limped down the aisle.

Looking at the way he talked to Wang Snake, and the awe-inspiring momentum exuded from his body, Cheng Jingling guessed that he was likely to be the senior master of the anti-martial guard, and he should have suffered some serious injury that caused him to be lame, so he would ask Wutang to retire here.

Although Wang Snake said casually, Cheng Jingling didn't dare to be rude, and hurriedly bowed to Gu Jinlai and said: "I have seen the ancient seniors, the younger Cheng Jingling, I want to join the anti-military guard to serve the country, and I am here to participate in the martial arts test." ”

Being able to come to this point and come to Wenwutang to start the martial arts test is already the limit that Cheng Jingling can plan. Whether the next martial arts test will be successful or failing, Cheng Jingling is not the slightest sure.

Because there are only less than ten days left before Cheng Jingling becomes an adult, if the Liu family does not transfer his deed of sale at that time, then he can only automatically become a serf, and he must immediately go out of the city to work on the farmland of the Liu family.

But it's easy to get out of this city, but it's hard to come back.

Time doesn't wait for me, Cheng Jingling doesn't have time to think about the best way to do it, so he can only come to the anti-martial guard.

How can the success or failure of the world be as expected, and you need to give it a go when things come to an end!

Gu Jinlai limped slowly in front of Cheng Jingling, looked down at his eyes, and only raised his arm after a while, and said in a deep voice: "Seeing that you are young and poor, you have already stepped into the martial arts and become a martial artist?" If this is the case, it is still a good seedling. Put your hand on my arm, gather the power of qi and blood, and push hard! ”

At this time, Cheng Jingling raised his hand only to find that there was a big scar on his wrist, the entire palm was very weak, and his fingers could not be clenched and would tremble unconsciously, obviously the tendons had been broken.

There was no time to guess what story had happened to this old man in ancient and modern times, Cheng Jingling took a deep breath, put his right hand on his arm, first secretly cast a tiger shape, and then condensed the power of qi and blood in his right hand and pushed hard!