"Since Brother Heng'er, you have officially started to practice martial arts, then your third uncle and I can't hide it, you can take this book! If you don't understand, you can ask me or ask the masters in the house!"

As he spoke, the third uncle went back to the house, took a book that was a little crumpled, and handed it over.

After taking the book, the first thing that caught my eye was a few big characters "Blood Line Fist".

"What is recorded in this book is a first-class martial arts book I got in my early years, "Blood Line Fist". Although it is only a first-grade martial arts, if it is practiced to a great extent, it is barely as long as the second-grade martial arts. And the last move of this fist method is a desperate and ruthless move that sacrifices his life, even if it is an ordinary second grade, it is far inferior!"

The third uncle said that his stunt, that can be described as full of praise, and there was a faint pride on his face, although this boxing method is only a product, but it is on the basis of the original integration of dozens of one-product boxing methods to learn from each other's strengths, and finally completed it, which is also his stunt in the survival of the dart.

"Brother Heng, since you have made up your mind, practice hard. If you practice boxing, you can get twice the result with half the effort when you practice anything!"

Jiang Heng nodded, it turned out that this was the third uncle's unique stunt. However, when I heard that it was a product, I was still faintly disappointed in my heart, but I didn't show it, after all, no matter what you do, you can't become a fat person in one bite, and everything needs to be done slowly.

The third uncle explained some of his experience in boxing, and told Jiang Heng to study hard, and if he didn't understand, he could come and ask him.

After talking for a full hour, the tea cup on the table next to the two of them was changed again and again. It wasn't until Jiang Heng saw that the third uncle's words were a little exhausted, so he said goodbye.

Returning to the small courtyard outside his bedroom, Jiang Heng drank the medicinal food under Xiaorou's service, and took a long breath of relief.

After practicing all morning, Jiang Heng felt that his condition was better than ever. The feeling of being refreshed after the pain is very refreshing.

No wonder in my previous life, I saw some people in the fitness circle say that iron is addictive.

Back to your own room.

In the room, I flipped through the boxing book I had just gotten, and immediately remembered the calligraphy and painting I saw on the street. After muttering for a long time, Jiang Hengxuan immediately turned towards Xiao Judo.

"Xiaorou, do you know where the place in the city sells calligraphy and paintings?"

"Young master, what the slave knows, it's in the south of the city, and the young master wants to learn calligraphy and painting?" The girl looked at her young master suspiciously, and her big eyes seemed to say, young master, are you kidding?

"No!" Jiang Heng shook his head, he didn't have enough time to practice martial arts, how could he have time to learn these vassal and elegant things.

"Take me to see it!"

As soon as Jiang Heng and Xiao Rou went out, before they got into the carriage, at this moment, two Confucian scholars dressed as scholars were shaking their fans and talking as they walked.

"Brother Liu, are you still going to Miss Xiaoyan's painting boat today? Tsk, I heard that Miss Xiaoyan is a master of the piano!" The two scholars were hurrying on the road, and one of them, a slightly shorter and more obscene-looking scholar, was chatting.

The Confucian student, who was called Brother Liu, frowned when he heard this, and turned his head to his companion and said a little strangely.

"Brother Li, don't you know?"

"What do you know?" said Li Shusheng with some doubts.

"Didn't Miss Xiaoyan die of drowning in the middle of last month?"

"Die... Die... Dead?"

The scholar surnamed Liu was obviously frightened, trembling in disbelief.

"Brother Li, don't be joking! Brother Zhang and Brother Zhao were still on a cruise at Miss Xiaoyan last night!" As if remembering something, the scholar surnamed Liu hurriedly retorted.

"Brother Zhang, Brother Zhao?" the scholar surnamed Li looked at Brother Liu in front of him even more strangely.

"Brother Liu..... The corpses of Brother Zhang and Brother Zhao had been fished up by the people in the yamen early this morning. ”

"What ?!!"

The scholar surnamed Liu was really frightened at the moment.

"Brother Li, you.... Are you lying to me? Yes! You.... You're lying to me!"

The scholar surnamed Li shook his head slightly, "Brother Liu, you can go to the yamen to take a look, and now the body is still placed there." I just helped the yamen transcribe the documents this morning, and that's where I came from. ”

This scholar surnamed Liu obviously knew the details of the scholar surnamed Li, and his face turned even paler when he heard this.

"Brother Li, I... I... There's still something about it.... That's it!"

Saying that, the scholar surnamed Liu said that he hurriedly turned around and left.

"Alas, Brother Liu!"

The two left almost one after the other.

Looking at the two figures leaving, Jiang Heng's face was already gloomy.

If it was a day ago, he didn't think he would believe these grotesque things, but after last night's incident, Jiang Heng no longer maintained 100% disbelief in this matter. Rather, there are doubts!

Suspicious because after all, I haven't really seen the sneak yet!

"I don't know if I'll survive if I meet that kind of thing. ”

Thinking secretly in his heart, Jiang Heng already had a sense of urgency in his heart.

Be strong!

Be sure to get stronger!

Thinking of this, Jiang Hengxin became more and more upset and irritable, but what he lacked most now was time, so he just urged the carriage to hurry up.

Thinking that there might be something wrong with the world he might be in, the sense of urgency in Jiang Heng's heart began to gradually increase.

The calligraphy and painting shop in the south of the city, the storefront is not small, it is a two-story storefront called 'Art Painting Zhai', because of the prosperity of Dayan's literary style, there are many literati, and naturally these vassal elegant things are also very many.

This 'art painting shop' is in the city, the business is not bad, it is said that there is a collection of some famous works in Cangzhou, there are famous paintings of Danqing everyone, there are calligraphy calligraphy of everyone's calligraphy, but the price is also extremely high, ordinary people can only look at it.

Jiang Heng shook off his robe and took Xiao Rou to take the lead in the store, while Laifu was waiting outside.

Today, Jiang Heng's dress is different from the past, because of his martial arts, he no longer likes the dress of the weak boy in the past, and now he is dressed more capable and concise, although the appearance of this handsome boy is still the same as before.

Jiang Heng's style has completely changed and has become lean, and the temperament of the old sassy boy is gone.

"Yo! this son, but do you want calligraphy and painting?" The shopkeeper saw Jiang Heng coming in and followed by a maidservant, who wanted to come to the house and had a lot of money, so he hurriedly leaned over and arched his hand and smiled.

"Hmm!" Jiang Heng didn't waste any time, and said directly: "Do you have famous paintings here?" and take them all to see, if they are really genuine, the silver two will not be missing you!"

Hearing Jiang Heng's domineering words, the shopkeeper's eyes lit up, and the owner of the heart hurriedly showed a brighter smile and said: "Hey, the son can be regarded as coming to the right place, I don't have much else in the art and painting room, but there are countless calligraphy and paintings in this famous family!"

"Son, you can do it for a while, I'll get it for you, Wenzhi shouldn't hurry up and serve tea to your guests!"

Saying that, the shopkeeper staggered to the second floor.

Jiang Heng was also bored sitting on the seat in the middle of the store, Xiao Rou stood behind the young master, she actually didn't understand why the young master was suddenly interested in calligraphy and painting.

Jiang Heng looked around, but saw that there were a lot of calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall on the first floor of this art painting studio, all of which looked very good, at least to laymen.

Hey!

When he saw a certain pair of calligraphy, Jiang Heng was stunned, because he felt a faint wisp of warm breath flow down his eyes into the dantian in his abdomen.