Chapter 16: The Man Who Pulls the Wind
See Nalong again, different places, different people, but the same shock.
Cao An was covered with frost, "Why don't you use a puppet?" ”
"I don't think I'll use it, it's a bit wasteful to use it on the two of them." Shen Zhong told the truth, if it weren't for the fact that this guy's true qi caused his old injuries, he really wouldn't need a puppet, and he would have been able to solve these two by himself.
"Sooner or later, you will be stricken by your money-loving disease." Cao An scolded out loud, he really couldn't understand Shen Chong's obsession with Qian Yin.
On weekdays, it's just a little habit of his, but I didn't expect this kind of thing to happen in such a situation.
"I can't do it again next time, although I don't have medical skills, but I'm so good at it, your body, if you do it again like that just now, you won't be able to go to Baicaozhai at all, then our line of work will be meaningless, you might as well get out of here as soon as possible, find a good place to bury yourself, and save yourself trouble."
Shen Zhong took out a pill that he had rubbed earlier from his arms and swallowed it.
He is not afraid of anything else, he is a little afraid of death now, and he is afraid that Cao An will give up on him, his face is straight, "There will be no next time!" ”
Cao An waved his hand, "Clean up and see if you can find any information, my side is not over yet, wait for me to find you when I come out." ”
"Okay, Brother Cao."
The door was closed again.
Cao An meditated for a whole day, until he felt that his spirit and spirit had fully recovered to the peak, so he prepared everything on the desk, lifted the brush, dipped it in cinnabar, and drew inscriptions on one part after another.
A carelessness is a terrible disaster for Yanshi, but now he doesn't seem to be qualified to understand them, and the original body died on it.
He was almost engrossed, without distractions, unaware of the passage of time, at this time, a rescue from downstairs almost forced Cao An to retreat from the state of being in a state of trance, but fortunately, his control was enough, until the last stroke fell, then he retracted his mind and put his attention outside the house.
He can also roughly perceive the realm of these people, and Cao An is not worried at all about the heaviness of the Golden Wheel Dharma King in his hand, he just wants to wait for the farce outside to end before continuing.
However, what he didn't expect was that Shen Zhong had an accident without accident, and he didn't care about anything else at the critical moment, so he dodged out, grabbed the other arm of the black shadow, and used the dragon again.
This time, no longer keeping his hand like he did before against the fat man, the force went directly from the left arm to the right arm, and the power of the aftershocks penetrated deep into the viscera, killing him instantly, and the dead could not die anymore.
Cao An, who returned to the room, did not start drawing immediately, he gathered his mind, silently recited the Taoist scriptures, restored his spirit, and emptied his distracting thoughts.
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Outside the door, after the fight ended, some people began to be active one after another, and the bold ones even opened the door to watch.
The shopkeeper came out tremblingly, let the little guy carry the lamp, laboriously buckle the ingot of silver, and rolled it into the sleeve tube with a precious heart, and then looked at the destroyed store door with a bitter face.
Heavily searched for the information on the two black-clothed people, including two taels of silver.
There is no identity card, and there is nothing that can lead to their identity from the side, some helplessly shook their heads, Xiao Er came with the lamp, and glanced at him solemnly, he had never seen such a Jianghu guest who picked the door, which Jianghu guest would kill people and touch the corpse in front of everyone, shouldn't this kind of thing be left to himself as a coolie who cleans the scene?
But Shen Chong, who had just carried the pig-killing knife, still looked at it through the window grille, and didn't dare to make a mistake.
The lamp shone on the face of the man in black, and Xiao Er exclaimed, "Isn't this the Feng family's nursing home?" ”
Shen Zheng's face tightened, "Feng family? Is it the Feng family who posted the bounty? ”
Xiao Er was about to speak, but was slapped by the shopkeeper, "Nonsense, these are all Jianghu guests who lick blood from the knife edge, you know a bird as a running Xiao Er, why don't you go to the yamen to tell the adults to catch fast?" ”
Xiao Er received a slap on his face, with a red mark, but he didn't dare to say anything, just smiled, "Guest officer, I just remembered wrong, I'll go to the yamen." ”
The shopkeeper walked up with a smile, "The one who ran the hall just now is not sensible, please forgive me, if there is nothing else, the guest officer will go back to the house to rest, and leave it to us here, there are a lot of disputes in the rivers and lakes that occur here on weekdays, we are no better than other places, there is an unwritten rule, the rivers and lakes are in the rivers and lakes." ”
"No matter who it is, as long as you practice martial arts, if you die here, one will be counted as one, it is your own business in the rivers and lakes, and the fast arresting adults of the yamen are just routine and will not disturb you."
Shen Zhong squinted slightly, nodded, turned around and went back to the room, but he was secretly vigilant in his heart, the words of the shopkeeper of this inn could not be nonsense, which proved that this inn was not ordinary.
As for what is going on in the rivers and lakes, it's not all about your mouth, the guy who just died and was taken away by someone is just an ordinary person, and I don't see you care.
He lay down with his clothes, and soon heard dense footsteps, and soft conversations, but a little far away, and could not hear clearly, but he did not come to trouble himself, and by the time he went out the next day, the inn had been restored, and even the door that had been broken had been repaired.
The inn is still lively, there are four tables of guests sitting early in the morning, the shopkeeper and Xiao Er are still hiding behind the counter, smiling and welcoming people, if it weren't for the bloody gas in front of his door has not dissipated, Shen Chong almost wondered if he had a dream last night.
After going out of the door, I didn't go far, I communicated with a few stall owners nearby, and after I got to know the Feng family, I didn't take the lead, and went back to the room with peace of mind, waiting for Cao An to come out.
For a whole day and night, Cao An called Shen Chong to enter the door with dark circles under his eyes, and called Xiao Er to deliver food to the room.
The ground has been cleaned up, only a two-inch-tall puppet is placed on the table, a man with a sneer, a red robe draped over his body, the belt of the red and gold Buddha hat seems to be fluttering in the wind, holding the dust in one hand, holding a Zen staff in the other, and the flesh mole in the center of the eyebrows is even more conspicuous.
Strong, domineering, as if anything that stands in his way will be split by him.
It's the man who pulls the wind!
With a slight shock, he looked at Cao An, "Brother Cao, who is this?" ”
"Fahai! Didn't you look at the name on the pedestal? Cao An endured a throbbing pain in his head and turned his head to ask.
"What can you see from those two people?"
Shen Zheng's face was straight, and he walked up to Cao An, and told him what happened at night and what he had heard.
"In other words, those people in black are actually from the Feng family, it's strange, didn't something strange happen to their Feng family? At this time, you should be too busy to take care of yourself, how can you still have the leisure to put aside and shoot at an ordinary person? As soon as Cao An's voice fell, Shen Zheng was about to speak, but the two suddenly tacitly agreed not to speak again.
Cao An wrapped his sleeves around the puppet and rubbed the blood of his fingertips on the puppet.
The sound of footsteps came from far and near, stopping at the door, "Guest, the dish you want is ready." ”
"Send it in!"
It wasn't until Xiao Er was far away that Shen Zhong lowered his voice and continued: "It's none of our business anyway. ”
"No!" This time, Cao An changed his mind, with the puppet in his sleeve, he is now at peace in his heart, not to mention, the recurrence of Shen's serious injury is just around the corner, he is not so forgetful, if he can't find someone, forget it, if he finds it, he has to suffer this dumb loss.
"When I have a good rest, we will go to Feng's house early tomorrow morning."
Shen Zhong didn't speak, just nodded, and went down to pay after eating, this time paying very happily.
Early the next morning, the two led the donkey to Feng's house, the vermilion gate was open, and a scribe-like servant set up a square table at the door, and on the other side were eight racks of weapons neatly placed.
Before Cao An could get closer, the scribe's sharp eyes swept over, and then he got up.
"You're here for the bounty, right?"
"Exactly!"
The scribe held up his sleeves and hovered his pen above the book, "Please also inform the two of you your name and cultivation, so that I can make a record." ”
"In Xia Cao'an, the two scenes of blood and qi realm, this is the heavy of the younger brother, and the first scene is the realm of fusion technology!"
"I've finished recording, my lord has ordered, you can come to the Feng family to help with your fist, the whole house is very grateful, don't chill you, the Feng family doesn't have many other things, but there are still blades, no matter what the final result is, everyone who comes to the house can choose a blade to take away."
As he spoke, the scribe pointed with his right hand to the weapon rack on the side.
Cao An smiled slightly, "Master Feng is magnificent, so we are welcome, Xiaopang, your pig-killing knife can also be replaced." ”
A trace of disdain flashed in the scribe's eyes, but there was still a smile on his face, this was just a blade made of ordinary materials, for ordinary people, it may be expensive, but for the Feng family, it is nothing at all.
As soon as Cao An raised his hand, he picked an eight-sided sword, straight and upright, the sword body was straight, and the blade was stretched out by two arcs, majestic and simple, but this is not the point, the point is that the eight-sided sword is the best choice for Cao An to practice swords.
It's just practicing the sword, not as a means of killing, with his current cultivation, the power of the sword may be the lowest, but the weapon is an extension of the hands and feet, this is not only a definition, but also a way to practice the sword.
To achieve this level, you need to make your body familiar enough with the sword, whether it is to play or to set moves, in beginners, the fundamental purpose is not to kill, but to make the body familiar with it, to cultivate a 'tacit understanding' with the sword, after reaching this level, it can be regarded as a real entry.
Otherwise, the jerky dancing long sword, no matter how powerful the killing move, is full of flaws when used, and the tacit understanding between the sword and the person is not enough, and the power of the sword move cannot be exerted at all.
The relationship between man and sword needs to be connected with tacit understanding, and it is completely connected with the body, just like hands and feet, without barriers and obstacles, and becomes a real extension of hands and feet.
Shen picked out a spear.
Seeing that the two were about to lead the donkey into the gate, the servant hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed him, "The horses of the two...... Well, the donkeys will be handed over to us, there is a special place for them to rest, and there is a good forage, there is a special person to greet them, there will be no problems, as for the luggage of the two, it is better to take care of it together, and the two of them will not need to come to the house. ”
The minions didn't laugh at the two, and their professionalism kept them smiling and polite throughout, but there was mockery between their eyebrows!
Shen tilted his head, and he was not polite, "Then you have to take care of it, otherwise you will break your leg!" ”