Two days passed quickly, these two days, the Zhao family brothers and sisters spent most of their time in Zhao Ziming's room, the three of them talked about their own interesting things, they all felt cordial, not half unfamiliar at all, as if they had known each other for many years.

During the discussion, the cultivation of martial arts was discussed, and Zhao Ziming asked the two to put what they had learned into practice. Zhao Zijun played a set of boxing techniques, and his sister played a few sword styles. Zhao Ziming picked out the deficiencies, analyzed them in detail, and gave detailed guidance. The two siblings only felt that it was very helpful.

And the residual poison in Zhao Ziming's body has also been reduced a lot, and his strength has recovered, at least picking up the heavy knife and dancing a few times is not a problem, which makes him feel a lot more at ease.

In the early morning of the third day, the big ship stopped at a wharf, but it arrived in Jiuqu County.

The group got off the boat, Zhao Ziming hung the heavy knife on his back, and said goodbye to Gao Cen and the others with his fists: "Everyone, the green mountains will not change, the green water will flow for a long time, and there will be a period in the future." ”

Gao Cen returned the salute with his fists and said: "The grace of a thousand young heroes to save their lives, don't dare to forget each other, if he has leisure in the future, please come to the shelter, so that Gao can do a little bit of the friendship of the landlord and express his gratitude." He also told him where he was.

Zhao Ziming nodded in response, came to the Zhao family brothers and sisters, smiled at Zhao Zishuang, patted Zhao Zijun's shoulder, and said, "Second sister, third brother, the eldest brother is gone, take care." ”

Zhao Zishuang's face was still covered with a scarf, her eyes were red, and she said with a slight cry: "Big brother, you must come to see us when you have time, my home is in Zhaojia Xinzhuang, Cangnan County, it's easy to find." ”

Zhao Zijun took two steps forward, hugged Zhao Ziming, and said, "Big brother, you are out of the house, take care of yourself, I will definitely listen to you, practice martial arts, and be a real man." ”

Zhao Ziming nodded, said no more, and turned to leave. After walking a short distance, he entered the county seat, found an inn, booked a room, ordered a few side dishes and ate alone.

Now that his martial arts have not recovered, he plans to live in the city for a while, and then rush to Cangnan when the residual poison is completely cleared.

When eating, he thought of the sworn Zhao family brothers and sisters, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but overflow with smiles, and he was slightly strange in his heart, why he had an inexplicable sense of intimacy when he saw those two.

Zhao Zishuang ...... Zhao Zijun...... Cangnan County ...... Zhaojiazhuang ...... Zhao Jia......" He muttered a few words, but he didn't know what he thought, his smile suddenly stopped, and his face suddenly turned pale.

His hand holding the chopsticks froze in the air, trembling slightly, and after a long time, he took a deep breath, put down the chopsticks, and said, "No, it won't be so coincidental." ”

Half a month passed in a blink of an eye, and Zhao Ziming, who had recovered from his body, retreated from the room, put a heavy knife on his back, and rushed to Cangnan County. He followed the official road and only spent most of the day to set foot on the Cangnan realm.

Because he grew up in Sansheng Village since he was a child, he had never been to the county seat, so Zhao Ziming didn't know the road, so he had to find passers-by to ask where Zhaojiazhuang was in Cangnan County.

Zhaojiazhuang seems to be very prestigious here, and when the passer-by heard that he was a relative of the Zhao family, he didn't know the road because he was visiting for the first time, and asked respectfully: "Is the son going to Laozhuang or Xinzhuang?"

Zhao Ziming didn't know why, "Lao Zhuang?"

Seeing that he didn't understand, the man hurriedly explained: "The Zhao family has prospered in martial arts and developed careers in recent years, so they bought an old mansion in the center of the county and built a new Zhaojiazhuang.

Zhao Ziming said: "I don't know about this, but I want to find Zhao Wuchang and Zhao Sanshu." ”

Passers-by: "It turns out that you are looking for the third master of the Zhao family, so you have to go to Laozhuang." "Tell him how to get there. Zhao Ziming thanked him, walked more than ten miles according to the instructions, and sure enough, he saw a Zhuangzi, and there was a plaque hanging on the gate, on which the words "Zhaojiazhuang" were written.

Zhao Ziming pulled the door knocker, and a young guy inside opened the door and poked his head out, looked Zhao Ziming up and down, and asked, "Who are you? What are you doing here?"

Zhao Ziming said: "I'm here to find Uncle Zhao Wuchang and Zhao San." ”

The young man said, "Wait," then retracted his head and closed the crack in the door. After a while, the gate opened with a long creaking, and more than 20 people ran out and surrounded Zhao Ziming.

The leader was a fat man with a fat head and big ears, he crossed his waist with one hand, pointed at Zhao Ziming with the other, and asked, "Is that him?" Standing behind him was the little guy who opened the door just now, and the man nodded hurriedly, "It's him." ”

The fat man waved his hand majestically, "Arrest him for me!"

Zhao Ziming glanced around with heavy eyebrows, those who were about to step forward to capture him, but felt a chill in his heart, and unconsciously stopped.

Zhao Ziming asked, "Why did you arrest me?"

The fat man was also shocked by his gaze, but he still wanted to maintain his majesty, and asked calmly: "What is the relationship between you and Zhao Wuchang?"

Zhao Ziming said: "He is my uncle. ”

When the fat man heard this, he seemed to get rid of the shadows, and his courage grew stronger, and he shouted: "Don't hurry up! Catch this person, I will be rewarded for the seventh master." ”

The wealth was moving, and the group of people besieging Zhao Ziming shouted in their mouths, waving wooden sticks, firewood knives and other things, and pounced on them one after another.

It's just that although these people look vicious, they can only put on a few showcases at best, how can they touch the corners of Zhao Ziming's clothes? In a few moments, more than 20 people rolled all over the ground, wailing incessantly.

The fat man panicked, his face was like earth, he was completely unpretentious, his legs trembled, and when he saw Zhao Ziming walking towards him, he trembled while retreating: "You...... Don't come here, I'm ...... But the people of the Zhao family. ”

Zhao Ziming was too lazy to talk to him, so he grabbed the collar in front of the fat man, lifted him up, and asked word by word: "Where is my third uncle?" Take me to see him. ”

The fat man was so frightened that he dared to say half a word, so he quickly led Zhao Ziming into Zhuangzi and went to the depths of the manor. I came to a deserted place, a corner of Zhuangzi, where there were weeds and rocks everywhere, and there were no other buildings except a stone wall and a dilapidated house.

The fat man pointed to the broken house and said, "Young man, the third master is inside." ”

Zhao Ziming's calm heart began to beat faster, he took a deep breath, and slowly walked towards the broken house.

Seeing this, the fat man rolled his eyes, turned his head and ran, ran straight to the main courtyard, summoned the family, gasped, and said viciously: "You two in a team, go to notify the other rooms for me, just say that there is a big enemy to attack, it is about the second grandmother's instructions, the other party is strong in martial arts, let them bring people to help." ”

The family leaders took the order, the fat man's breathing slowed down a little, and after thinking about it, he still didn't feel at ease, so he said to the little guy watching the door: "Xiao Shunzi, you went to Nanshanzhai last time, told the second master and the second grandmother about the things here, and asked them for a way." ”

Let's talk about Zhao Ziming, when he walked into the dilapidated house, a strong smell came to his nose.

The room was poorly furnished, there were two people, one with white hair, lying on the bed, and the other was a middle-aged woman, who was squatting on the side of the bed, taking something out from under the bed, not noticing Zhao Ziming's arrival, muttering in his mouth: "Third master, look at you, why are you so uneasy? ”

Zhao Ziming looked at the old man lying on the bed, only to feel that his heart shook violently, and called softly: "Third uncle?"

The old man was originally looking at it with blank eyes, and he could hear his voice, but suddenly turned his head very slowly, and when he saw Zhao Ziming, his eyes blinked a few times, and then slowly widened, and cloudy tears flowed out of his eyes.

Zhao Ziming confirmed that the old man in front of him was his beloved third uncle, ran to the bed, and called out heavily: "Third uncle!"

Lao Sue opened his mouth, and his throat ho-ho for a while, before he could barely say two vague words, "Paper...... People?"

In an instant, Zhao Ziming's tears burst out of his eyes, he wiped his face, and said to the middle-aged woman who was looking at him with a puzzled face: "I'll come." Get up and lift the quilt to clean up the third uncle's excrement.

After cleaning up, he rinsed the third uncle's body, changed into clean clothes, and took the dirty bedding and pants to the middle-aged woman to wash.

Zhao Ziming saw that the weather was fine, moved two chairs and put them outside, put the third uncle on the chair, sat down opposite him, looked at the third uncle's face, and couldn't stop tears falling again.

Zhao Wuchang also looked at Zhao Ziming, and kept saying his name in his mouth, vague at first, but then the more he spoke, the smoother he became, and he was able to accurately shout "Ziming".

But it only stops there, no matter what Zhao Ziming asks, Zhao Wuchang can't speak, he can only nod or shake his head.

It's only been more than two years, and the third uncle, who used to have six layers of internal strength, has become the old man who can't speak and is half-bodyed, Zhao Ziming knows that this must be inseparable from Long Liying, and his heart is full of anger.

Just when the middle-aged woman returned from washing the bedding and Zhao Ziming was about to ask her, there was a sound of hurried footsteps, but it was the fat man who led more than 100 people and rushed violently.

When the middle-aged woman saw this posture, she was so frightened that she ducked to the side. Zhao Ziming only looked at those people coldly, his body did not move a bit, and motioned to Zhao Wuchang, who was obviously a little uneasy, to reassure him.

The fat man moved to the rescue, and he was much more confident, and discussed a few words in a low voice with the heads of several branches of the Zhao family around him, waved his hand, and ordered: "This person trespassed into my master's mansion and plotted against him, so arrest him for me." ”

In an instant, these more than 100 people approached like wolves hearing the command.

When they approached within three feet, Zhao Ziming slowly stood up, his eyes filled with coldness that was completely different from that of warm spring. He moved suddenly, and in the eyes of those Zhao family members, he seemed to have turned into a bolt of lightning and rushed into the crowd.

With Zhao Ziming's current physical fitness, even if he only uses half of his strength, it is not something that these people can resist, he does not use internal force, with his body, he just crashes into it, and where he passes, people turn over on their backs, wailing into pieces.