"Oh, I remember, too, it was you, the beggar leader! You chased me three streets that day, and I was thinking about when I would return it!"

When Su Chen saw the most majestic square-faced young beggar in the beggar group, he immediately recognized it, and smiled without the slightest fear.

At the beginning, he had just come to Gusu County from Zhouzhuang, and he was poor and depressed on the streets, and was mistaken by this young beggar for a land grabber, and was chased down a few streets and alleys, and almost ran out of breath.

More than half a year ago, Su Chen was hungry and cold, and he definitely didn't dare to provoke this group of beggars.

However, he has been practicing martial arts for more than half a year in Yaowang Villa, and he has broken through the third-rate realm of the lower dantian, and he is already a real disciple of the rivers and lakes, and three or five strong men are not his opponents, so where will he put these down-and-out beggars in his eyes.

The more than a dozen beggars yelled and pounced, looking like they were fierce and wanted to be beaten.

But Su Chen glanced at it and found that there was no cooperation between them, there was no discipline in their punches, and their feet were even more staggering, and it seemed that they had been hungry for three or two days.

As soon as Su Chen's figure moved, a gust of wind rushed into the group of beggars, and his ears and eyes suddenly became extremely sharp and insightful.

In his eyes, the fists and feet of the beggars seemed to have slowed down several times, and their fists and kicks were as slow as turtles. You don't even need to look at it, just by listening to the sound of the wind, you can know that there are a few random punches around you.

Ugly was plucking up the courage to rush to help, but was surprised to see that the battle was about to end.

Under the siege of dozens of beggars with dozens of fists and kicks, Su Chen actually swam among them as light as a fish, and none of his fists and feet fell on him.

Besides, Su Chen didn't care even if he was punched or kicked.

These hungry beggars with vain feet have no strength of dozens of catties under their soft hands, and hitting him is like tickling, not hurting or hurting.

On the contrary, as a third-rate martial artist, Su Chen's punch strength had already broken through a hundred catties.

Hundreds of pounds of punches with impact power punched the opponent, which was worse than a calf hitting his head, and directly inflicted internal injuries.

Su Chen's fists, each punch hit the abdomen or back of a beggar who was besieging him, and not a single punch missed. He kept some strength under his men, and did not attack to death.

"Bang!"

"Poof~!"

"Oh, I'm dying of pain!"

"Young man spare your life, don't hit my head, I'll become a pig's head!"

Before Ah Chou could rush forward to help, in just a few blinks of an eye, more than a dozen beggars were staggered and fell by Su Chen's fist.

"It's evil, there are so many of us, dozens of punches and kicks, and we can't hit him at once!"

"It's over, our beggar gang is dying!

The beggars were beaten one by one with blue noses and swollen faces, and they were so frightened that they ran away from the outside of the City God's Temple. The square-faced young beggar was beaten the worst, with a blue nose and swollen face, and became a pig's head.

Ugly was stunned when he watched from behind.

Su Chen's punch and kick... It's like flowing water, smooth and unstuck!

He has been in the Heavenly Eagle Gate for more than half a year, and often passes by the martial arts arena and sees the disciples of the Heavenly Eagle Gate learning martial arts.

Most of the low-level disciples' martial arts skills are very clumsy, and they can't reach Su Chen's level at all if they make a move for half a day.

Only a very small number of second-rate seniors can barely use their martial arts so smoothly.

...

The beggars fled from the City God Temple and fled to the official road a few miles away, but they didn't see Su Chen chasing after them, so they stopped panting, looking desolate and dazed, not knowing what to do.

"Helper, the City God Temple has been robbed, what should we do, where will we go to settle down in the future?"

They looked at the young beggar and said.

"Alas, it's not good to be a teacher!"

Zhu Laoba was also full of sadness.

These days, the beggars' days are too difficult.

Originally, I thought that after establishing a beggar gang, there would be many people and a good life.

I didn't expect the strength of the four major gangs in Wu County to be so strong, even a rookie boy from the Medicine King Gang who had only been in the gang for more than half a year beat them and fled for their lives in a panic, how could they still hope to challenge the masters of the four gangs.

"Even a child can bully us, it seems that there is no place for my old Zhu in this Gusu County!

"Gang leader, why don't we also go to the four major gangs? If we don't learn a little real skill, we beggars can't fight those evil people in the rivers and lakes. ”

"However, the four major gangs of Wu County will only admit children who are more than ten years old, who is willing to take in a poor beggar like us!"

The beggars said one after another.

Zhu Laoba shook his head and said with a depressed expression: "The four major gangs in Wu County are not good, they will not accept us." The Giant Whale Gang of water bandits is extremely vicious, and they can't take refuge. However, I heard that there is a White Lotus Sect in Lou County, and the sect leader is merciful and will take in poor and helpless people like us, so let's go to the White Lotus Sect to eat. ”

"Helper, where is this White Lotus Sect?"

"Not far away, the chief helm of the White Lotus Sect, I heard that it is on the small island of Dianshan Lake in Lou County!"

Zhu Laoba dejectedly took the beggars to beg all the way, along the official road of the post road, and went to Dianshan Lake in Lou County.

...

Su Chen drove away the beggar Zhu and a group of beggars, and Ah Chou occupied the abandoned city god and broken temple, cleaned up the broken temple a little, cleaned up the dust and cobwebs in the temple, and made it clean and refreshing.

During the fight just now, the large crockpot that fell to the ground was not broken, and it could still be used to make soup.

"Ugly, give me your hand, check your pulse for you, and see if there are any internal injuries!"

Su Chen found a clean place in the temple and sat on the ground.

The external injuries on Ugly's body can be seen at a glance and are easy to treat. But the internal injuries can't be seen, and he has to take a pulse to do it.

Su Chen was even more worried that Ah Chou would have a hidden danger of hidden injuries in his body, which would have a greater impact on his martial arts cultivation in the future.

"Brother Chen, have you learned to see a doctor?"

Ah Chou's face was full of surprise, and he sat down on the ground and stretched out his right hand, asking Su Chen to help him take the pulse.

"Of course, the main business of the Medicine King Gang is to specialize in prescribing medicine to treat people, which is more powerful than ordinary doctors, and martial arts training is just a side business. I read some medicine books indiscriminately when I had nothing to do in the Medicine King Gang, and I have learned a little bit of skill in the past six months. ”

Su Chen smiled, put his hand on the pulse of Ah Chou's right wrist, and calmed down to take the pulse carefully.

Of course, he didn't really "take the pulse" of the disease.

This is a skill that can only be mastered by senior pharmacists, and it takes up to ten years or more of experience to truly comprehend it, and it is difficult for even pharmacists to learn this skill.

Pharmacist Li Kui did not teach him to take the pulse.

Su Chen won't at all.

But this does not affect him, he intends to use extraordinary perception to directly "look inside" the patient.

This is far more accurate than the pharmacist's experience to "take the pulse", which can "see" the subtle conditions of the patient's bone marrow, muscles, and blood vessels, such as which bones and muscles are injured, and which blood veins are blocked by blood clots.

Su Chen's fingertips just caught Ah Chou's wrist, and he unexpectedly found that Ah Chou's blood pulse was quite strong and powerful, and it should be in the middle of the realm of non-flow. In another year, I am afraid that I will be able to reach the late stage of the realm of not entering the stream.

"Ah Chou, have you practiced martial arts in the Aquila Gate?"

Su Chen couldn't help but be surprised.

The bloodline is strong and powerful, which is obviously the result of the cultivation and strengthening of the lower dantian, which means that Ah Chou has cultivated martial arts for a long time.

"yes!"

Ah Chou nodded again and again, his eyebrows fluttering, full of pride.

"The steward asked me to work hard for three years in the Aquila Gate, but I'm not stupid, I'm not stupid, I'm not just stupid in the Aquila Gate. I went to the Eagle Gate to learn martial arts, even if it was hard labor, without the master's teaching, but I could learn secretly.

Every day I work, I pass by a martial arts arena in the main hall, and I often see other senior brothers practicing martial arts. I don't have a good memory, so I only memorize one trick at a time, and then I go back to my residence and practice hard for three or four hours.

In the past six months, I have learned at least forty or fifty moves. If it weren't for the fact that they often get into trouble with me in a group of people, I would have had to hide everywhere, otherwise I would have learned more. ”

When Ah Chou talked about his stealing martial arts in the Aquila Gate, he was very excited and proud. It was the only thing he was happy about at the Aquila Gate.

He used to work as a young man in the inn, so he worked very quickly and quickly.

Often, all the hard labor to be done in one morning.

Then, in the afternoon and evening, I would find a place to practice hard by myself, often until midnight, for three or four hours.

This is also one of the important reasons why he is often beaten by Wang Shao's shopkeeper and a group of fellow disciples, but he is still reluctant to leave the Tianying Gate.

As long as he remained at the Aquila Gate, he would be able to steal his learning.

"Three or four hours?"

When Su Chen heard this, he frowned deeply.

Ah Chou was not taught by his master, and he secretly learned the martial arts of the same school, but he also knew how to be clever.

It's just that forcibly cultivating for up to three or four hours a day is a big problem.

In the absence of enough quenching herbs to nourish the body, a martial artist cultivating for two hours is already the limit that the body can bear.

Forcibly cultivating beyond the time limit every day will certainly skyrocket in strength in the short term, but it will cause a huge burden of wear and tear on the body.

Such a huge loss is tantamount to overdrawing one's own life in exchange for skyrocketing cultivation.

The disciples of other gangs may not care much about this, often more than two hours.

But the Medicine King helps his disciples and is the best at medicine, so he is very taboo about this.

Ah Chou definitely can't afford to buy quenching herbs to temper his body, such a super-intensive desperate cultivation will only quickly wear out his body, and sooner or later lead to the collapse of his body, until he is paralyzed by illness.

Su Chen didn't speak, and continued to carefully "look inside" at Ah Ugly's bones and flesh.

Su Chen had only "looked inside" at his body's bloodline before.

Now, he is trying to use his extraordinary perception to see if he can "look inside" the blood of the ugly.

Under this vein, Su Chen was surprised to find that it could indeed be done.

This means that by contacting the blood, muscles and bones in the body of the "inner vision" of the ugly, you can completely prescribe the right medicine.

He soon saw that Ugly's bones and muscles were scarred everywhere, and there were all kinds of bruises in the blood, especially the bone marrow was the most seriously depleted.

In addition to being often beaten by Wang Shao's shopkeeper and his group, some of the internal injuries caused by forced cultivation are also caused by forced cultivation.

It seems that it is necessary to use a variety of herbs to nourish blood and muscles and bones as soon as possible, to channel blood bruises, and to heal bone marrow and flesh.

Now Ah Chou is twelve or thirteen years old, and his youthful vigor is nothing wrong for a while. But if it continues, it will start to be sick and painful in another three or five years, and its qi and blood will decline. If it goes on like this, I am afraid that it will be abolished, let alone become a master of the rivers and lakes.

After taking the pulse, Su Chen already knew the injuries in Ah Chou's body.