Chapter 12: Undercurrents
Because of the obstruction of the Sabrana, the time for everyone to set off was delayed by another day. Lu Junyi suffered a lot of internal injuries, but fortunately it did not affect his actions. Take a break. The next day, everyone finally embarked on the return journey.
The big boss was injured, and everyone's mood was stained with gloom. Only Bodhidharma was not affected, and he climbed the trees along the way. When he sees fruit, he eats it. Happy like a fat man of two hundred pounds.
Looking at the heartless Dharma, Zheng Hao was worried at the beginning, and finally reluctantly chose the stocking mode. After all, such a big "child" can't control it, let him go out crazy by himself, and this "foodie" will appear on time as soon as the meal arrives.
Time passed day by day, and there were no regeneration waves along the way. After four days of sleeping in the open, a city that was in ruins appeared in front of everyone's eyes. Yang insisted that the emperor was the queen, in order to stabilize the government. He immediately gave the order and raised troops to attack Nanchen. On the other hand, due to the fact that Chang'an was located in the west and the food supply was difficult, Emperor Wen of Sui, who had long-term ambitions, and Yang Su and Yu Wenkai, who had long-term aspirations, went to Luoyang to build the eastern capital first.
At this time, Luoyang was full of people, and workers moving bricks could be seen from time to time. From time to time, the lively streets can be heard with tinkling sounds.
Yang Su, who was on the city tower, watched the hot scene downstairs from a distance. He let out a cold snort disdainfully, and asked behind him, "Has the dart goods entrusted by the Zhang family arrived?" β
"When I first entered the city, I heard that I had encountered a robber on the road, and there were many casualties. The soldier behind him replied respectfully.
"Heavy casualties? Well, I see. You go and tell that person to do it as soon as possible, so as not to cause any trouble. Yang Su frowned and ordered.
The soldier was ordered to leave. Yang Su stood on the city tower, his clothes blown by the windγγγγγγ
In the conference hall of the Thunder Tiger Hall in the city, a bald man with a short stature but solid muscles was looking at Xue Kuang who was sitting on the side with contempt.
Lei Hutang is a powerful gangster organization in Luoyang City. And the bald man in front of him is the hall master of Lei Hu Hall: Lei Botian. The people in the city who were widely poisoned also dared to be angry because of the cruel methods of the Thunder Tiger Hall.
Xue Kuang was unimpressed by Lei Botian's attitude, and took a sip of the teacup in his hand. As if talking to himself, he said, "You know what that lord meant. Although the goods have now entered the dart game, our operation this time can only succeed, not fail. β
"My actions have always been foolproof, and if they fail, I think there are someone else. After listening to Xue Kuang's words, Lei Botian replied in a strange way.
With a "pop", the tea cup in Xue Kuang's hand shattered instantly, and the porcelain pieces were spilled on the ground along with the tea. Xue Kuang smiled slightly and shook his hand. Pretended to be calm and said: "It seems that this tea can't be drunk." See you then, no need to send it. β
After speaking, he stood up, patted the tea on his body, and left the hall with his head held high.
When the door to the hall closed, Lei Botian put away his cruel gaze. Touching his goatee, he muttered, "That old horseman would be planted in a child's hand." Come on, clean up this place. With that, he touched his shiny bald head, and got up to leave.
"Ahh Zheng Hao, who was resting in the guest room of Wanhe Dart Bureau, sneezed inexplicably. He snorted lightly and continued to study the piece of brocade in his hand.
"Anyway, it's okay, I'll just practice according to it. Then he followed the movements of the Buddha statue, sat cross-legged, and closed his eyes.
After half a burnt incense, Zheng Hao opened his eyes helplessly and fell back. "What the hell, I don't feel it at all. Zheng Hao picked up the Jinpa on the side and continued to talk to himself: "Really, what do you have to do to practice." β
As a novice in martial arts, Zheng Hao has never been in contact with martial arts, let alone unfathomable internal skills. Just when he was at a loss, Yu Wenyan's voice came: "I'll teach you." β
When Zheng Hao heard Yu Wenyan's voice, he immediately straightened up, pointed at himself and scolded: "You are a bad stopper, every time there is something, there is no ghost." Every time I clean up the mess, I clean up by myself. Lao Tzu is here to enjoy happiness, not to suffer!" Looking at Yu Wenyan, who had become accustomed to this, Zheng Hao once again felt that a punch had hit the air. Then he pointed lazily, and Bodhidharma, who was playing with his fingers on the side, described what happened before.
"The master has ended up in such a field. After listening to this, Yu Wenyan said with some embarrassment, he looked at the Jinpa in his hand, and continued: "I don't know if this martial art can help the master." β
"Don't think about it, he doesn't even know himself now, and he still wants him to practice martial arts?" Zheng Hao looked at Bodhidharma, sighed and continued: "I see, he should have been hit the head, causing blood pressure to reach his brain. If you want to treat, you have to do a craniotomy. But this is not possible in this day and age. If this continues, he may be stupid for the rest of his life. β
For Yuwen Xuan, who looked dazed, Zheng Hao didn't bother to explain. Pointing to Jinpa, he couldn't wait to say, "Teach me quickly, my head is too big." β
The two of them didn't talk nonsense, sat cross-legged, put their hands on their knees, and became a meditation seal. Zheng Hao, who closed his eyes, heard Yuwen Yan's voice in his heart: "An Jinpa showed, this skill divides the body into two weeks, one yin and one yang. I am yin, you are yang. You listen to my instructions, breathe out of the dantian, and pass through the 'perineum', 'earth machine', 'three yin jiao' in turn. β
"Speak human words!! Zheng Hao's angry roar interrupted Yu Wenyan's teachingγγγγγ
"Doesn't that seem to be difficult? After a stick of incense, Zheng Hao, who opened his eyes, exhaled a breath of turbid air and said proudly.
"It's not difficult for you, it's me who is difficult. Yuwen Yan's depressed voice came.
But isn't it, in order to let Zheng Hao know how to do it, Yuwen Yan also taught him the human body acupoint diagram by hand. This can be tiring Yuwen explained.
Zheng Hao ignored Yu Wenxi's complaints, stood up on his own, and punched the air twice decently. Clenched his fists and felt it, Zheng Hao said suspiciously: "Why hasn't there been any change at all, it's still as weak as before." β
"You think it's so fast to eat the elixir. And who do you say is powerless? Yuwen said indignantly. Since Zheng Hao moved into his body, Yuwen Yan found that he couldn't control himself more and more. If he could, he really wanted to beat up this nasty fellow.
"No, no, you're the best. Mo Da~" Zheng Hao sighed and replied perfunctorily. He rubbed his eyes and continued tiredly: "Anyway, I'm not sleepy now, I'm going to sleep for a while." I'll leave my body to you. Be nice to him. After that, there was no more sound.
I felt that this mourning star had finally left my body. Yuwen Yan let out a sigh of resentment. He looked at the Jinpa in his hand and decided to try his own cultivation.
But after a while, Yu Wenxian opened his eyes. He looked at Jinpa in front of him suspiciously, he had practiced smoothly before, but now that he practiced alone, it suddenly became difficult to climb to the sky. He couldn't control the two forces at all, and he completed the two weeks of reversal at the same time. Now it seems that this martial art is as if it was tailor-made for them, and it is indispensable.
Slightly frustrated, Yuwen stretched his body and pushed the door out. happened to run into Ling'er and Lu Xunhuan.
"I said Ling'er, you didn't see the situation at that time, I wanted to come back and move the rescuers. Besides, didn't you come back well? Lu Xunhuan chased after Ling'er and kept talking.
Ling'er suddenly stopped and clenched her fists. Turning around, he said emotionlessly: "Are you back well? Look at that group of brothers, are you back well? They survived by luck, but they will never be able to live like normal people in the future." Did you know!"
"Isn't it the same with me, just one more injured person at most. Lu Xunhuan said scoundrelly.
Yu Wenxian, who happened to bump into someone else's family, scratched his head, and silently turned around and prepared to go back to the room to avoid it first. But he was pulled by Ling'er.
Ling'er grabbed Yu Wenxian, who wanted to escape, and gritted her teeth and said, "Little brother Ritian, when you first arrived in Luoyang, I'll take you for a walk." β
Yuwen Yan has one head and two big, why did the two of you quarrel and pull me here as a shield. But looking at Ling'er's slightly threatening eyes, he could only give up the idea of escaping, and nodded helplessly: "Okay, okay, then there is Miss Lao Ling'er." β
Ling'er didn't talk nonsense, and pulled Yuwen Xian and walked out. Lu Xunhuan behind him wanted to follow, but was stopped by a shout.
"Huan'er, come here, I have something to discuss. "It was his father who stopped Lu Xunhuan, the second leader of Wanhe Dart Bureau: Lu Yiyi. Looking at Ling'er, who was drifting away, Lu Xunhuan reluctantly walked up to his father and said respectfully: "The child greets his father." β
Lu Yi didn't see the scene in front of him, he stroked his beard, and looked thoughtfully at Yuwen Xian, who was going away with Ling'er...