Chapter 347: Breaking the Cocoon

When Hong Jin rushed back to Lujiazhuang, Wu Santong had already left.

Even though Wu Santong was unwilling in his heart, Zhu Ziliu did not dare to disobey the orders of the master who brought a lamp.

Hong Jin left abruptly, this is a matter, there is no point in him staying.

Outside Lin'an City, Hong Jin passed by a forest and suddenly smelled a tempting aroma.

Hong Jin was hungry in his stomach, attracted by this fragrance, and involuntarily ran over.

"Tear it in three parts, give me the chicken butt. Suddenly, a familiar voice reached Hong Jin's ear drum.

"Tear it into four parts, and leave me a wing. As soon as Hong Jin's body was straight, he quickly rushed over.

The forest suddenly opened up, revealing a clearing, and a fire rack was erected, and there were already three people standing in the forest, and sure enough, it was Guo Jing, Huang Rong and Hong Qigong.

Huang Rong was holding a fork in her hand, and there was a chicken wrapped in lotus leaves and mud on the fork, which was constantly turning on the fire.

A burst of chicken aroma came out, penetrating through people's internal organs, which was really mouthwatering.

Hong Qigong was so anxious that she couldn't stop rubbing her hands, but Huang Rong was unhurried, and there was a very focused look on her face.

Guo Jing was really surprised to see Hong Jin, and hurriedly shouted: "Brother Hong, it's great that you're here." ”

"Silly boy, that's stupid. What's good, the people who eat chickens, now there is one more. Hong Qigong said unwillingly.

Hong Jin only shook his head and smiled bitterly, he knew in his heart that Hong Qigong was born to love food, and it was normal to have such a reaction.

Finally, Huang Rong roasted the chicken. Peel away the mud and lotus leaves, revealing the tender white chicken inside, and the wisps of aroma are spread out in all directions.

Hong Qigong wiped his saliva with his sleeve, he was so good that he was the leader of the beggar gang, and he couldn't be too cheap.

Huang Rong took out a seasoning bag from her arms and sprinkled it with various seasonings to make the chicken taste stronger.

Seeing Hong Qigong's eagerness to grab it with his hands, Huang Rong smiled, and sure enough, he divided the chicken into four parts. The largest and fattest of them all. Even the chicken butt was given to Hong Qigong.

All four of them were a little hungry, like a whirlwind and clouds, and they didn't have much effort. A chicken was eaten clean by them.

Hong Qigong sighed: "I always call this life. I've never eaten such fragrant chicken. Silly boys are stupidly blessed. ”

Huang Rong just smiled, not speech, her eyes. Turning deftly and thoughtfully.

"Qigong, such delicious chicken, you can't eat it for nothing. Hong Jin saw that Huang Rong was embarrassed to speak, and couldn't help but say.

Hong Qigong snorted coldly: "You are an idiot." I can see that this kid is a practitioner, get up and play a little trick, let me see. ”

Guo Jing stood up, gave a deep salute to Hong Qigong, and suddenly stood with his fists in his hands and played a set of Nanshan boxing techniques.

From the first style of "Nanshan Fighting Tigers" to the last style of "Megatron Nanshan", Guo Jing has fought Nanshan Boxing on the 18th Road, his face is not slightly red, and his breath is not slightly panting.

This is Guo Jing's kung fu that he has practiced since he was a child, it is very solid, and after Hong Jin's guidance, he now has a nose and eyes.

Hong Qigong nodded: "This fist has been practiced to this point, it is considered to be extremely familiar, and when you meet an ordinary master, you may be able to defeat the enemy." ”

Huang Rong didn't follow: "Qigong, what you said is hurting, hurting, or hurting?"

Hong Qigong shook his head: "I'm just talking about boxing, this punch was originally quite mediocre, and it is not easy to fight to this point." Silly boy's skills are beyond my expectations. ”

Hong Jin Zhilu said, this is still because he pointed out to Guo Jing in the desert, otherwise, this set of boxing techniques will definitely be criticized by Hong Qigong as useless.

"Qigong, you have a set of eighteen dragon-descending palms, which are extremely powerful, so it is better to pass it on to Guo Jing. How?" Hong Jin said straight to the point.

Hong Qigong shook his head again and again: "Just for the sake of less than half a chicken, let me teach this kid the skills of gatekeeping, but it won't work." ”

"Then just teach one trick. Hong Jin said: "Didn't your beggar help Li Sheng teach him a trick of dragon tail swinging?"

Hong Qigong thought for a while, and then said, "Okay, I'll teach him a trick." But, Rong'er, you have to make a table of good dishes for me to eat. ”

"No problem, guaranteed to make you eat amazingly. Huang Rong said diligently, she really didn't expect that her wish would be fulfilled so soon.

Hong Qigong walked into the middle of the field and said, "Guo Jing, I'll teach you a trick to regret Kanglong, you take care of it." ”

At that moment, Hong Qigong and Guo Jing walked aside and told Guo Jing the trick of repentance.

A lot of hard work.

Hong Qigong finally tasted the bitterness of the Seven Monsters of Jiangnan, Guo Jing comprehended the ability, and he was so angry that he smoked.

Hong Jin was on the side, and kept hearing Hong Qigong complaining, saying that he had never taught such a stupid person in his life.

The sweat on Guo Jing's face soon came out, half due to hard work and half due to shame.

However, Guo Jing has long been accustomed to this kind of situation, he has been taught like this by the Seven Monsters of Jiangnan since he was a child, and he has long been trained to be cheeky.

No matter how Hong Qigong complained, Guo Jing was not careful, he always had a smile on his face, and repeatedly asked Hong Qigong for advice on what he didn't understand until he understood.

Just after telling the trick, it took half a day's work, and he almost didn't exhaust Hong Qigong to death.

"Don't teach, don't teach, keep teaching. If I don't get tired to death, I'll be. Hong Qigong waved his hand, looking extremely depressed.

Suddenly, a burst of aroma of wine and food came, even though it was far away, it shocked Hong Qigong's spirit, and he was full of vitality in an instant.

Huang Rong carried two food baskets and walked over from not far away, she kept humming a little song, her expression was really indescribably happy.

Taking advantage of Guo Jing's practice, Hong Jin used his palm power to cut wood, built a table, four chairs, and sat down on the table in groups.

Huang Rong took out the dishes from the food basket as if by magic.

Hong Jin and the others couldn't help but gasp, and their expressions were all shocked.

What kind of dish is this, it's just a miracle. Every dish is exquisite.

Bursts of aroma kept coming, making Dehong Qigong's index finger move.

Hong Qigong didn't care about using chopsticks, so he directly scooped up a jade shrimp ball, put it in his mouth, and tasted it carefully.

"There are four flavors of meat in this shrimp ball, beef, pork, chicken, um. There is also a kind of ......" Hong Qigong narrowed his eyes. Savor it carefully, with a thoughtful look.

"Guess you're amazing?" said Huang Rongjiao with a smile, the sun shining on her face, looking delicate and incomprehensible.

"It's lamb shank. Hong Qigong chewed slowly. Suddenly.

"Wow. It's amazing. Qigong, you are really the champion among the diners. ”

Huang Rong raised her thumb and praised, her expression full of admiration.

This meal. Hong Qigong only ate smoothly and with oil, praising while eating, and was elated.

As a guest, Hong Jin just tasted the dishes made by Huang Rong, and this meal was very refreshing.

Since he was a child, Hong Jin has never eaten such a delicious dish, and he almost swallowed his tongue.

A meal was spent in a happy atmosphere, and everyone's face was full of smiles.

Hong Jin obviously felt that he had eaten a lot, and he had chopsticks for every dish, but he didn't feel a little full, so he couldn't help but praise himself.

Hong Qigong ate and drank to his heart's content, and went to sleep, in addition to eating and drinking, his other biggest characteristic is laziness.

Hong Jin began to practice cross-legged, and the Nine Yin True Qi and Nine Yang True Qi in his body were constantly shuttling in his body, hovering like a dragon.

But on the surface, Hong Jin did not have a little different color, his face was very calm, and he was calm in the moonlight.

Huang Rong's gaze swept over Hong Jin's face, sighed slightly, and then turned to Guo Jing, and immediately had a satisfied expression.

These days, Huang Rong has enjoyed Guo Jing's love for her, and the relationship between the two has heated up sharply, and it is already inseparable.

Hong Qigong leaned over slightly, glanced at Hong Jin, this glance was as sharp as a knife, as if he could see through the world, and turned around to sleep.

Guo Jing slowly turned over and got up, quietly went to the forest, and began to figure out everything he had learned during the day.

Unconsciously, Guo Jing was infatuated, and he completely fell into a fanaticism for martial arts.

Guo Jing could really feel that this set of eighteen dragon-descending palms was simply tailor-made for him.

If one day, he can learn this skill, he will definitely turn from a fish into a dragon and become a very powerful master.

As soon as he thought of this, Guo Jing felt that his heart was full of enthusiasm, which made him full of energy.

In Guo Jing's heart, there is a dream that one day, he will become a big master.

Even, Guo Jing wants to surpass Hong Jin, he wants to rely on his skills to roam the rivers and lakes and leave a great reputation.

Guo Jing wanted to understand every trick thoroughly, but unfortunately his qualifications were too poor.

Therefore, Hong Jin looked at it from a distance and could see Guo Jing scratching his head incessantly, and his heart was full of distress.

Hong Jin was completely able to comprehend Guo Jing, once upon a time, he was secretly annoyed that he couldn't comprehend Jiuyang's divine skills, and that kind of frustration was simply maddening.

However, with his extraordinary qualifications, Hong Jin finally overcame all obstacles and became a rare master in the rivers and lakes.

In this regard, Hong Jin believes that with Guo Jing's diligence, he will be able to break out of the cocoon after all, but this process may be more painful and long.

It was getting dark.

Hong Jin woke up from half a sleep, and he was surprised to find that Guo Jing was still in a daze.

This time, even Hong Jin couldn't help but be surprised, he didn't expect that Guo Jing didn't sleep all night.

What kind of enthusiasm is this, and with this enthusiasm, there are still troubles that cannot be overcome, and what obstacles cannot be climbed.

I waited a long time.

Hong Qigong finally stretched his waist and woke up, he was awakened by the aroma of the dishes, and his sleepiness disappeared immediately.

Huang Rong did it early, and it was quite hard work in the plain, and it really reached the point of being superb.

Guo Jing didn't sleep all night, but he was still in good spirits, just like being beaten with chicken blood.

Although Huang Rong was a little distressed, she knew that this was related to Guo Jing's future, so she could only support it silently.

"Come on, Guo Jing, use the tricks I taught you to punch this tree hard. ”

Hong Qigong ate and drank enough, and suddenly had a spirit, looking at Guo Jing, it seemed to be much more pleasing to the eye.

Guo Jing agreed loudly, walked in front of the pine tree, put on a posture, and slammed his fist on the pine tree.

With this punch, the verdant pine needles fell like rain. (To be continued......)