Infinite Brilliant Scroll

Chapter 8 Roster
Guan Luoyang sold the firewood and took the medicine, and when he came back, it was past lunch time.

Tian Gongyu was chopping firewood in the yard. When he saw him, he came up to him, took the medicine, and said, "The rice is in the pot, and the dishes are on the table. You haven't slept for more than ten hours. After eating, you can exercise a little. Go and rest now."

Guan Luoyang agreed, and said, "I think the man's injury is not serious, and these medicines are definitely not enough. Do you want to go to another pharmacy and get some?"

Tian Gongyu unfolded the oiled paper packets, redistributed the herbs, and said, "No need. These medicines are enough, and he is only willing to stay here for three or four days."

Guan Luoyang said: "Oh? Then where is he now?"

Tian Gongyu said without raising his head: "He's resting in my room. I just gave him fire therapy, so I guess it won't be so easy to fall asleep."

Guan Luoyang nodded, and after eating, he went to the house where Tian Gongyu was sleeping and knocked on the door.

Tian Gongyu, who was still sorting medicinal herbs in the yard, heard it, and looked back at him, hesitated to speak, and finally did not speak.

The coach in the room really didn't sleep, and soon opened the door fully dressed.

"It's you, come in and sit down."

The instructor invited him into the room, opened the door, and said with a smile, "I haven't thanked you well yet. Thanks to you, I can reunite with my old friend. If it wasn't for finding Lei Gong, my injury would have dragged on for a while. I won't live long. Brother Guan, accept my respect."

"do not."

Guan Luoyang gave him a hand, sat down with him, and said, "You have friendship with Uncle Tian, ​​and you can be regarded as my elder. These things are what I should do, but no matter what I heard from Uncle Tian, ​​you are only willing Stay for three or four days?"

This is where Tian Gongyu sleeps. Apart from the bed, there is only a bench for putting clothes and pants at night.

Guan Luoyang sat on the stool while the instructor sat on the bed.

The instructor rolled up his coat and said, "You also saw those killers last night. They were not the first batch, and they will never be the last batch. I cannot bring disaster to you."

Guan Luoyang waved his hand and said: "You don't have to worry about this. I have covered up the traces of our coming. I have done a lot of things. I have been here for several years, and I have never been approached by anyone."

The instructor said solemnly: "The background of the people who chased me down is very complicated. It is not comparable to the ordinary government servants around here. Moreover, if the time is prolonged, they may even go to the General's Mansion in Guangzhou and mobilize the entire force of Guangzhou. Search around."

"Ok?"

Guan Luoyang was really surprised by this.

It is not a trivial matter to mobilize troops. Although General Guangzhou can control the military power of a province, if you really want to mobilize the army, you must have enough names.

Guan Luoyang was in three cities and seven townships nearby. He had killed so many criminals in the past three years. Many of them had strong backgrounds and had contacts with the Manchu Qing ministers in Guangzhou, but at most they could only send a small number of elite soldiers to handle affairs.

It's just that those assassins with the brand of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, the people who chased and killed the coach, maybe they really have this kind of skill.

"What did you do to make them go to war like this?"

Guan Luoyang is young, this question is too straightforward.

However, the instructor thought of the deeds he had heard from Lei Gong, and felt that this Guan Luoyang should be trustworthy, so he secretly revealed a little bit: "It's not that I did something big, but something I know has a lot to do with it." .”

Guan Luoyang's eyes flickered, as if he had already made some guesses, but he just clicked on it, and he didn't ask further questions, and said: "I know, then you should take good care of it these few days."

After saying this, he went out.

The coach was prepared to continue to be persuaded by him, but he did not expect him to do things so neatly, which was a bit unexpected.

After a while, the instructor went to close the door and sat back on the bed.

He gently caressed the clothes on his chest, with an unspeakably worried expression.

There is a roster hidden in the interlayer secret pocket sewn into the clothes.

………………

Guan Luoyang went back to his room and took a nap. He only slept for about four hours, but when he got up, he was already full of energy.

Since his success in martial arts, he seems to have a little ability to independently affect the quality of sleep.

When it's time to be alert, even if you were sleeping soundly for the last second, you can immediately feel that someone else is approaching in the room.

But if not disturbed, he can easily fall into deep sleep.

If it were before time travel, Guan Luoyang might be able to brag about it in front of his netizens just because of this ability.

After all, entering deep sleep at any time means that you can have more time to stay up late and do things such as surfing the Internet, surfing the Internet, surfing the Internet and so on.

But now, even if he shortened his sleep time, he still used this time to practice boxing.

The Internet will naturally fascinate people, but the kind of life that feels the heat in one's body is surging, and the strength is raised heartily, is also fascinating.

Outside the courtyard, a large waist-high roughly spherical stone was rolled up and down by Guan Luoyang. The surrounding land had been compacted long ago, and there was a soft rumbling sound when the stone rolled.

His posture is like that of an old ape, he scoops up stones, leans against them, rubs them, and rolls them. His steps are light and slow, and his feet are not far from the ground three feet away. He just stretches his arms as far as possible, leans over to push farther and closer, and turns to the left and back.

The dull pain and discomfort in the chest caused by Zhu Changshou's punch were relieved in this process.

"Uncle Tian, ​​among the hard ideas I encountered last night, there was a bald head, saying that in the Boxers, there were dragon-headed swordsmen, Luohan Dianmu, instructor Lei Gong, Dai Haichen Li Sutang. I saw the instructor, Lei Gong, is it you? "

Tian Gongyu was squatting outside the door to choose vegetables, he raised his head suspiciously when he heard this, and said: "You are going to assassinate, what kind of guts do you have to talk to you for no reason?"

Guan Luoyang argued: "There is really an old bald man who said that. I definitely didn't ask the coach. If you don't believe me, you can ask him."

"Forget it, no matter where you heard it from, there is nothing to mention about these old sesame seeds and rotten millet."

Tian Gongyu put the vegetables in a bamboo basket and went to the stream to wash them, "Anti-justice and regiment are gone, and these real or fake names have long been meaningless. If you want to hear the story, you can ask the teacher yourself. Didn't you go to see him this afternoon?"

Guan Luoyang said: "I tried to persuade him to stay, but he refused."

Tian Gongyu straightened up, drained the water in the basket, walked into the kitchen, and shouted: "Stop practicing, come in and help prepare the soup and serve the dishes."

"okay."

Guan Luoyang pushed the stone back to its original position. After entering the kitchen, just as Tian Gongyu lifted the lid of the pot, a delicious smell of chicken soup came to his nostrils.

Throw those handfuls of green vegetables into the pot, stir them twice, and they will be out of the pot in a short while.

Guan Luoyang served the rice by the side first.

Tian Gongyu held the soup spoon in one hand and propped the other hand on the pot lid, counting the time until the vegetables in the pot were cooked, and asked, "You only went in for a while in the afternoon, and you didn't persuade him much?"

Guan Luoyang said: "I think he has decided to go."

"I'm not talking about him, I'm talking about you, you are such a nosy person, even if he really wants to go, you won't stop him?"

Tian Gongyu's voice became serious, "But you didn't persuade him much. What do you want to do? Do you want to go with him?"

Guan Luoyang had already filled the three bowls of rice, and looked up calmly: "Uncle Tian didn't let me call you master, didn't he just know that I was going to leave anyway?"

The two of them faced the door sideways, the sun was setting outside the door, and it was twilight, dyeing the world and the wilderness orange red.

"People who practice martial arts, after all, have to go out to make a living, not to mention this world, of course I won't stop you, but I know the instructor's prudence and kung fu, even he will be injured like this... Why did you get involved in such a situation in the first place?" Dangerous things should at least be done step by step."

"I have practiced boxing for six years and swordsman for three years, isn't it enough to progress step by step?"

Guan Luoyang looked squarely at the old man in front of him and said, "If I had a choice, I would also like to live in a small, peaceful world forever. If I had a choice, I might not even come here."

"But here I am, I met you, I met those disgusting things that I can't get used to, and I also met the instructor. Now that I have met, if I don't do some things, I will feel uneasy."

"Don't you support me?"

With clear words and bright eyes, he shouted respectfully, "Master."

There was a long silence in the room.

"Could it be that I, Lei Gong, will hold back my apprentice?"

The spoon in Tian Gongyu's hand tapped on the lid of the pot, "The vegetables are all boiled, hurry up and ask the instructor to eat!"

The setting sun shone on Guan Luoyang's face, and there was a bright smile on that young brow.

(End of this chapter)