Martial arts Dazhutian

Chapter 158 Vigorous Vajra Palm? (seeking subscription)

The time of "Wuhua" entering the city in the previous article was wrong, it has been corrected——
It's more than half the time.

Huang Lin has arrived not far from Xue's manor.

I found a hidden place, sat cross-legged and recited the "Qingjing Sutra" silently.

After the mind calmed down, he began to carefully feel the nearby breath fluctuations.

After making sure it was safe, Huang Lin took out a snow lotus seed and swallowed it directly.

He changed back to the black and white Chunyang robe, took out the Scarlet Phoenix Sword, and walked slowly towards the backyard of Xue's Manor.

Under the moonlight, one could see his hair growing on his bright bald head step by step.

After twenty or so steps, the hair stopped growing, and its length was slightly longer than when it came out in the afternoon.

perfect!

"Xiao Jie'er, is there anyone coming tonight?"

When he returned to the small courtyard by the lake, the lights in the study room were still on, and Shen Jie was seriously practicing calligraphy inside.

"Sir, are you back?"

Seeing Huang Lin coming in, Shen Jie quickly put the brush on the inkstone, got up and saluted, and then continued:

"During dinner, Mr. Xue sent someone to invite you to eat in front. Jie'er said that you were in retreat, so no one came."

After finishing speaking, he stood beside the desk respectfully with his hands down.

Huang Lin stepped forward to pick up the paper on the table, and read the words written by Shen Jie.

Not bad, although crooked, but not wrong.

This little guy might be the most qualified person he has ever seen, right?

If his plan goes well, Shen Jie is a pretty good candidate.

"That's right, it's getting late, go to rest, and I'll teach you "Huashan Sword Art" tomorrow morning!"

When he was in Wangwu Mountain, Shen Jie learned the basic sword style early on, and also practiced more sets of Taizu Changquan.

This progress is much faster than he was back then.

"Thank you, sir!"

Shen Jie was overjoyed when he heard the words, and quickly cupped his fists to thank him, planning in his heart to tell Grandpa Mi the good news tomorrow, so that he would be happy too.

Xue Muhua originally wanted old man Mi to live here, but he refused to live or die, saying it was outrageous, and finally arranged it in a small courtyard in front.

That area is all the stewards of the Xue family manor, Xue Muhua plans to let him do some things after he is familiar with this place.

"Study hard, and when you have learned all the characters, I will let Mr. Xue teach you to know the meridians!"

"Yes, sir!"

Although he didn't understand what the meridian was or what it meant, Shen Jie still saluted respectfully again.

"My Huashan swordsmanship is extraordinary and magnificent, and its loftiness is unsurpassed. Every move reveals the artistic conception of winning by surprise and seeking victory in danger. Acquisition is the word for strange and dangerous in Xiyue Huashan."

"The "Huashan Sword Art" is the root of it. Only by learning the "Huashan Sword Art" well can we better practice the later and more advanced sword skills."

Mao Shi three quarters.

After Huang Lin finished a set of Changquan with Shen Jie, he taught "Huashan Sword Art" by the lake.

Xiao Jin was also waving his wings and gesticulating, but he didn't disturb Huang Lin's teaching.

At first, Huang Lin just wanted to teach Shen Jie Huashan's swordsmanship and mind skills to repay his kindness.

But the aptitude and talent shown by Shen Jie now made him really want to accept disciples.

It's just that he has to wait until his plan goes smoothly before he can arrange the following things. Let's just count him as a registered disciple now.

"Sir, what sect are we?"

Shen Jie raised his head and asked curiously.

"Huashan School!"

Huang Lin raised his chin slightly, looked in the direction of Huashan and spoke softly.

But then, he sighed again, and murmured:

"It's all gone now, and I don't know what happened to them."

Shen Jie was very perceptive and didn't ask any more questions.

Reining in his thoughts, Huang Lin began to teach "Huashan Sword Art".

"Each move in "Huashan Sword Art" has different changes, some are less than three to five, and some are more than seven or eight."

"These days, you first learn the stance of this sword technique, and then I will teach you the changes of each move."

"Look, this is Baiyun Chuxiu."

"This is Feng Laiyi."

I thought it would take Shen Jie two days to learn the basic stance of this set of sword techniques.

But Huang Lin never expected it.

In just one morning, this little guy has learned all the basic stances of the thirteen strokes!
Although there are many mistakes and omissions in the last seven or eight moves, all the previous ones have made a good appearance.

Even though he was already prepared, this talent still surprised Huang Lin once again.

There is no comparison between people!

Now he can somewhat understand the mood of his master back then.

The disciple is too good, and he has no sense of accomplishment.

After correcting the remaining mistakes in Shen Jie's sword move, from the corner of his eye, he saw Xue Muhua leading someone to wave to him from a distance, so he said to Xiao Jin who was beside him:

"Xiao Jin, practice sword with Xiao Jie'er, you should hold back a little bit, you understand?"

"Woooooo~"

Xiao Jin flapped his wings and patted the bird's chest, causing the willow branches beside him to shake wildly.

Someone plays with it, and it is very happy.

"Okay, Xiao Jie'er, you can go to eat after practicing two more times."

"Got it, sir!"

After Huang Lin explained, he carried Chihuang and walked over there, looking at the people around Xue Muhua.

This man looked to be about forty years old, with a Confucian scarf on his head, a light blue scribe robe, a jade pendant around his waist, and a folding fan in his hand.

His temperament is not like that of people in the Jianghu, but somewhat like that of an official.

Huang Lin glanced at his feet, and it turned out to be official boots!
He has seen this style a lot.

He couldn't help thinking in his heart, never heard of Xue Muhua having contacts with people in the officialdom?
Could it be that I left something behind last night?
"Brother Xue, who is this?"

Walking closer, Huang Lin asked after a salute.

Although he didn't intend to deal with the royal government in this world, there are still some etiquettes that should be there.

"Brother Huang, let me introduce you. This is Su Zhizhou from Mengzhou."

Seeing him coming, Xue Muhua first introduced the suspected official to him, and then introduced Huang Lin's identity to Su Zhizhou.

This move was undoubtedly a gesture of favor to Huang Lin.

In fact, Xue Muhua was also quite helpless, the parent officer of Mengzhou suddenly came to ask him to go into the city to see a corpse.

It's not easy for him to refuse directly. After all, he is under the rule of others, so he used Huang Lin as a shield.

Unexpectedly, Su Zhizhou even wanted to see his patients.

There was no other way, Xue Muhua had no choice but to bring someone to the backyard, but his heart was really not happy.

So he made a little trouble.

Su Zhizhou has a good temper. Seeing his actions, he didn't even frown. Instead, he laughed and said:
"Sharp claws and star eyes are rare in the world, and skyscrapers are only waiting for shaking sweaters! Mr. Huang, this divine bird is really rare in the world."

"Take the liberty to bother me, it's really unavoidable, forgive me, both of you!"

Su Zhizhou also had no choice but to change his temper in the early years, and he had already left at this moment.

Last night there was a fight outside the city. Although the dead man was a flower picker, so many people saw it. As the magistrate of a state, he at least had to figure out the identity of the monk.

In case Shangguan asked, he knew nothing.

It was only dawn today, and Sun Qingbin, the governor of Mengzhou, reported to him what happened outside the city last night.

It was also confirmed that the monk entered the city from the north gate at [-]:[-] o'clock yesterday, and lived in the Yuelai Inn in the south of the city.

Sun Qingbin saw with his own eyes that Wuhua had demonstrated Shaolin's Dragon Capture Kungfu, but there are no wordless people in Shaolin now!

So Sun Qingbin was not sure about the monk's identity, so he mentioned Xue Muhua, saying that Xue Muhua had excellent medical skills, and he could identify Nahe Wei's identity through the martial arts that the corpse had suffered.

It's just that this person is from the Jianghu, he has a weird temper, so it's not easy to invite him, so he has to be Su Zhizhou himself.

Su Zhizhou came to Xue's manor in order to find out the reason for the monk's identity.

Who knew that Xue Muhua was really difficult to deal with, saying that there was an important patient and it was inconvenient for him to leave.

But this Mr. Huang in front of him has a ruddy complexion, how does he look like a patient?
It is this short hair, like a monk who has just returned to vulgarity.

The dress of the Jianghu people is really weird!

"I don't know what Mr. Su is looking for with Mr. Huang?"

After Huang Lin bowed his hands to Su Zhizhou to salute, he asked.

He didn't know the reason, but he was still wondering if something went wrong when he killed Yun Zhonghe last night.

Su Zhizhou immediately told the whole story, and once again earnestly asked Xue Muhua to take a trip to Mengzhou City.

Hearing this, Huang Lin looked at Xue Muhua strangely.

Does this guy dislike looking at the dead body and lose his status as a genius doctor?

This can't be done, if he doesn't hammer Wuhua's trumpet into reality, he will be wasting his time in vain.

"Lord Su, wait a moment."

Huang Lin smiled apologetically at Su Zhizhou, then pulled Xue Muhua aside and said:
"Brother Xue, you have to show some face when your parents come from one state. After all, they are still under their rule."

Xue Muhua was troubled when he heard the words.

He just felt that people in the government called him to see a dead body, which was too degrading of his status as a genius doctor.

Seeing this, Huang Lin added fuel to the fire.

"Brother Xue, aren't you curious about the identity of Monk Wuhua?"

"Yun Zhonghe's lightness kung fu is one of the best, and he can't even escape. When did such a powerful monk appear in the Jianghu?"

"That Wuhua monk used the Shaolin Dragon Capture Kung Fu, but Shaolin has no wordless generation for several generations. Don't you want to see what martial arts Yun Zhonghe died under?"

With several combinations, Xue Muhua finally agreed to Su Zhizhou's visit to Mengzhou City.

Before leaving, Zhizhou Su invited Huang Lin to go with him, but how could Huang Lin agree.

He didn't change his appearance when he entered the city yesterday, if someone saw his flaws, all his thoughts would be in vain.

Mengzhou City

Accompanied by Su Zhizhou and Governor Sun Qingbin, Xue Muhua came to the morgue.

There was only one body in the morgue.

Xue Muhua stepped forward to remove the white cloth covering his body, and confirmed at a glance that this was indeed Yun Zhonghe.

"how is this possible?"

After several checks, he muttered to himself in disbelief.

"Genius doctor, have you seen anything?"

Sun Qingbin stepped forward and asked softly.

Xue Muhua came back to his senses, suppressed his doubts, stroked his long black and white beards, and said to the two:
"Whether Monk Wuhua is from Shaolin is still unknown."

"But Yun Zhonghe was killed by He Wugong, Xue has already found out."

Su Zhizhou didn't understand martial arts, so he kept listening. Sun Qingbin laughed when he saw this:

"I don't know what martial arts it is?"

After glancing at him appreciatively, Xue Muhua said word by word:

"Vajra Palm!"

"Strong Vajra Palm?!"

Sun Qingbin's eyes widened, he knew this martial art, Shaolin 72 unique skills, and it was not something ordinary monks could learn.

Wuhua is indeed from Shaolin, but the dharma name may be fake, right?
Didn't you say that monks don't tell lies?
"That's right, it's the Great Vajra Palm. This Wuhua's skill is not deep, but his inner power is extremely pure, so he shouldn't be very old."

"It's true that he's not very old. The city gate soldiers told him that this person is only around 20."

Hearing this, Xue Muhua was very satisfied with the results of his examination.

He should be the only one in the world who can see the martial arts received by a dead person and guess the age of the dead person. Right?
Afterwards, Su Zhizhou and Sun Qingbin sent Xue Muhua all the way to the North City Gate and got into a carriage before returning to the Yamen.

"My lord, how should I close the case?"

Sun Qingbin's rank is actually the same as that of Su Zhizhou, but the Song Dynasty emphasized civility over military affairs, and his status was much lower than that of Su Zhizhou.

"Write it as it is!"

"The flower picker Yun Zhonghe committed several crimes in Mengzhou, and was killed by Wuhua, an eminent monk of Shaolin Temple passing by, with his powerful vajra palm."

"At the same time post the list to reassure the people!"

Su Zhizhou said lightly.

"Humble to hear that Yun Zhonghe and the other three are called the Four Great Villains of the Jianghu, and adults are not as good as them."

Sun Qingbin admired Su Zhizhou very much on weekdays. He didn't want him to die unexpectedly, so he wanted to persuade him.

Before he could finish talking, he was interrupted by Su Zhizhou.

Seeing him wave his sleeves, he said proudly:

"Hmph! So what? Am I, Su Ziyou, a fearful person?"

"The old man even dared to attack the late emperor, how many villains would he be afraid of?!"

　Thank you "Jin Wen Yu Yan" for rewarding again!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)