Before he could land on the ground, he had already grabbed the placket of his clothes and lifted it up, Lin Fengsheng took a breath and said with a smile: "You are so fast, you are like a person, no, you are a bodhisattva." ”

Mo Zhen Ha Luha smiled: "You're talking about the Thousand-Armed Guanyin, right? A lot of hands is a curse. ”

Lin Fengsheng only felt his breath and heartbeat, sat down on the steps, and said with a smile: "Just now, there were obviously thousands of palms surrounding me, which is similar to the thousand-armed Guanyin. According to the younger brother, don't call you a lone wine fairy, just call it the thousand-armed Guanyin. ”

Mo Zhen glanced at him with a smile, and said: "You kid is really a good material for martial arts, you can be regarded as having learned this wind palm." But don't be too happy, this palm is easy to learn and difficult to master, and you have to rely on yourself to slowly comprehend. If you hadn't learned the Mei family's magical footwork, let alone a move, you were afraid that I wouldn't be able to catch half of my moves. "It's not a joke about him changing his nickname.

Lin Fengsheng nodded yes, and he didn't dare to gag anymore, and listened with a serious hand.

Mo Zheng said again: "Time is in a hurry, we can't be greedy, wait for tomorrow I will teach you some simple fist and foot kung fu." You are good at practicing, and if you encounter danger in the future, you can barely cope with it. ”

Lin Fengsheng bowed down and said, "Thank you brother for your advice, my little brother is grateful." It's not early, so why don't you go to Taihe Restaurant and have a few more bowls. ”

I was overjoyed, and when I thought of the wine and delicacies, my stomach was already growling, so I walked out of the abandoned garden hand in hand with Lin Fengsheng.

The two came to the restaurant, asked for some wine and food and were about to eat, suddenly heard a few neighing horses, and at a glance, dozens of horsemen and horses rushed into the city, looking at the situation and the people and horses who entered the city yesterday should be the same road.

Mo Zheng said: "It seems that the kid surnamed Duan guessed a little bit of truth, these people are carrying blades, and they are menacing, but I am afraid that they are really here to make trouble." ”

Lin Fengsheng said: "If this is the case, your old martial arts are strong, but you have to help." ”

Mo Zhen said while eating: "They entered the palace to make trouble, and they had their own royal guards and guards to escort them, why are you in a hurry, come, accompany my brother to drink." ”

Lin Fengsheng thought about it and felt reasonable, anyway, with his current martial arts, it would not help, although he was faintly worried, but he didn't think about it anymore, and drank and ate food.

Back at the inn, it was dusk. The shopkeeper sent a note, saying that he was entrusted to hand it over on his behalf. Lin Fengsheng rewarded two coins of broken silver, returned to the room and opened the note, only to see that it read: "Brother Lin Zunjian: I heard that my mother was sick, and I didn't have time to say goodbye. I am glad to know Brother Ren, I am glad to be happy, the mountains are high and the waters are long, and there will be a period in the future. Brother Zhengyu respects. ”

Lin Feng said in his heart: "It turns out that Brother Duan's mother is sick, I don't know if she is seriously ill, will his father force him to marry?" I can only secretly wish for him to meet again one day.

Looking at the note left by Duan Zhengyu, the handwriting is beautiful, and the penmanship is neat, as if it was from a woman's hand, I can't help but think of Mei Ruoxue again, and said secretly: "I don't know where my cousin is now, is it Xizhen or Deng Zheng?"

At night, Lin Fengsheng studied the book of war in the room, and specially ordered the shopkeeper to prepare two more candles. In the past two days, he practiced martial arts during the day and studied the art of war at night, thinking about the future Mongol invasion of the south, and he was no longer as at a loss as before.

After reading each of the marching formations, he repeated them on the table with a teapot and a cup until he had fully comprehended the gist of the formation, and then moved on to the next one. The art of war contained in the book is profound and mysterious, and no matter how clever and witty he is, it will inevitably take time to figure out and study, and it is almost midnight after reading two articles.

I picked the wick with a bamboo stick, and the already dim candlelight brightened again, and I was about to sit down and read again, but I heard a faint shout and the sound of gold and iron clashing in the distance, and I was shocked: "Those barbarian tribes have really rebelled." Hurriedly got up and opened the window to look, only to see torches scattered in the distance, the sound of shouting and killing became louder and louder, crowded with people, and there were many shadows.

Xin said: "Sure enough, Brother Duan said it, this is extremely bad." Although I don't have any skills, if I can wait for the opportunity to affirm the righteousness and turn the war into a jade silk, it will also be a great deed. He blew out the lights and candles and ran to the light of the fire and the sound of fighting.

Lin Fengsheng thought that the situation was urgent, so he stepped on the snow to find the plum step, he studied every day in the past few days, and he practiced his footwork quite skillfully, and he ran very quickly. He ran for a while, only to feel that the sound of the fight was getting closer and closer, and after running a few steps later, he suddenly tripped over something, and when he looked back, he couldn't help but be frightened.

In the middle of the road lay a man with blood all over his face and wide eyes, already dead. When I turned my head, I saw several similar corpses a few steps away. There was a pungent smell of blood in the night wind.

Lin Fengsheng kept patting his chest with his hand, and muttered, "Come back, come back." It is a custom in his hometown that when a person is greatly frightened, his soul is frightened away from his body, so he should pat his chest and shout "come back" to summon his soul back.

Lin Fengsheng calmed down, and said in his heart: "This person is wearing armor, he must be an officer and soldier, it seems that the people of those tribes are really powerful in martial arts." He was so frightened that he just turned around and ran back to the inn to hide, as if he had never been here before, and had never seen these dead bodies.

As soon as he fled a few steps back, he thought, "If I see a dead body and flee in fright, then what is there to talk about going into battle to kill the enemy?" If I don't go, I don't know how many more people will die, and although they may not listen to my persuasion, they must try it better than hiding and being a turtle with a shrunken head." So he strengthened his courage and walked forward slowly.

Turn an alley, in front of an extremely wide avenue, at the end of the avenue overlapping buildings, the building is magnificent, presumably it is the imperial palace of Dali country. Along the way, there were dozens of corpses lying on the ground, some of them were still breathless, writhing and wailing on the ground, and the black pressure not far away was all human heads, shouting and fighting from the east and the west.

When Lin Fengsheng saw such a tragic scene, he felt that he couldn't breathe, his heart was pounding, and when he saw a tall stone archway in front of him, he hurriedly ran over and hid behind the stone pillar to watch. I saw that the officers and soldiers were all yellow-clothed and black-armoured, and seven or eight people surrounded two or three barbarians to fight, and it seemed that the two sides added up to no less than thousands. The costumes of the two sides are different, so it is easy to distinguish. Although there are few people in the tribe, they are all fierce and abnormal, and from time to time officers and soldiers are injured and killed.

Lin Fengsheng was secretly anxious, and said in his heart: "These officials and soldiers are too pustuated, how can they protect the emperor's drive." I couldn't stop looking around, and suddenly saw people from four or five tribes not far away fighting around a person, and I couldn't help but feel a little relieved, and thought: "After all, there are still capable people among the officers and soldiers." "At that moment, I took a few steps closer and wanted to see how the masters of the officers and soldiers bravely resisted the enemy, and I couldn't help but be surprised and happy when I looked closely.

I saw that the man was in a green shirt and scarf, with a long beard fluttering, and a long sword in his hand was like a dragon that was invincible to several people, and it was the book and sword double Yu Sanbai. Lin Fengsheng said in his heart: "It turns out that Uncle Yu is in the palace, so I don't want to recognize him out loud, so as not to distract him." ”

The few people who besieged Yu Sanbai were old and young, all of them were tall and short, all of them were skilled, and they were obviously the leaders of various tribes. Lin Fengsheng was bent on dissuading everyone, but he had no time, so he was in a hurry.

After fighting for another half an hour, the casualties of the officers and soldiers increased, and Lin Feng said in his heart: "If only I could point points, they will no longer be able to fight if they point their points." It's a pity that I didn't let my cousin teach me at that time. Seeing that there was a river on the left side of the avenue, the river was roaring, and suddenly he had an idea, and said secretly: "Although I don't know how to point points, but the snow and plum steps are erratic and fast, why not unexpectedly grab their weapons, and then throw them all into the river, they will not be so powerful without weapons." ”

At the moment, he didn't care too much about stepping on the snow to find plum blossoms, rushing into the crowd like a fly, grabbing them casually, whether it was the officers and soldiers or the tribal barbarians who took the weapons when they saw them, everyone didn't understand what was going on, and the swords and guns in their hands had been taken away by him. He swayed and turned, snatching and throwing, only to hear the sound of plopping and plopping, and all kinds of blades fell into the river one after another, the light ones were washed away by the water, and the heavy ones sank to the bottom of the river. In a short time, hundreds of people had lost their weapons, and both sides had to punch and kick, and the casualties were naturally greatly reduced.

Lin Fengsheng was so tired that he was out of breath, but seeing that this method was very effective, he couldn't help but feel refreshed. Seeing that not far away, a barbarian waved a thick-backed broadsword bravely, and the officers and soldiers were injured and invincible, so he ran over with a smoke, reached out and grabbed the handle of the knife and grabbed it hard, but he couldn't take it down. He was shocked, grabbed the handle of the knife with his left hand, and made a move with his right hand to ride the "wind rises" in the palm of the hand, and struck the man in the lower abdomen. The man was slapped in the lower abdomen, screaming in pain, and was stopped by Lin Fengsheng like this, his body had been slashed by officers and soldiers more than ten times, and the blood in his mouth slowly softened, and his body stood up a few times and did not move.