The Green Shirts in the Martial Arts Rivers and Lakes

Chapter 12 Jinmen Heroes
"Huo?"

Hearing this surname, Chen Zhuo didn't realize it for a moment, but soon regained his energy.

Yesterday Zuo Zongsheng chatted with him a lot about the situation of the Escort Bureau, as well as a few people who can be roughly called the same door, one of them was surnamed "Huo".

There are not many disciples of Wang Wu, and "Mr. Zhuang Fei" Tan Sitong, who died generously in the year of [-], barely counts as half of them.The reason why we say half is because the two have a deep friendship, and they are more friends, teachers and friends. The relationship between teachers and apprentices can no longer be described.

The rest are Wang Wu's son "Wang Shaobin" who has returned to Cangzhou, and several veteran bodyguards of the bodyguard bureau.It's a pity that the child was born weak and sick, so he didn't have the chance to go to martial arts, and those bodyguards established the bodyguard bureau with Wang Wu, step by step to today, most of the boxing skills are taught by Wang Wu, they are regarded as the same school.

In fact, there are quite a few people in Wumen who have been taught by Wang Wu, but there are not many people who can make a name for themselves, like Chen Zhuo, who walks from one place to another, so there are many skills taught, but few disciples , mostly named.

In addition, it is about the "Xingyimen". Li Cunyi and Wang Wu have a close friendship, and they can also call their disciples brothers. Like Cheng Tinghua, who is clearly a "Baguamen", but can be called a master .

As for this "Huo" disciple, it is unusual.

It was none other than the "Heroes of Jinmen" who moved one side, the yellow-faced tiger, Huo Yuanjia.

Before everyone could react, a person walked outside, holding an umbrella and walking slowly against the sky full of frost and snow.

"Cough cough..."

Before people saw it, the sound of coughing came in first.

Chen Zhuo turned his head and looked back, feeling shocked.

It was already dark outside the door, and the cold wind and snow howled and reverberated. He subconsciously took a look, and the person under the umbrella stopped and raised his eyes. The two looked at each other with an unusual aura. Dispersed, blown by the wind and snow, Chen Zhuo suddenly seemed to see a colorful tiger from under the umbrella covered with snow petals, but in a blink of an eye the tiger turned into a sallow-faced man in a gray robe and black coat.

But it is dazzled.

Chen Zhuo took a deep breath of the cold wind, he was amazed in his heart, what a martial artist practiced was nothing more than essence, energy, and spirit, this man showed the spirit of a tiger in every gesture, he was really good, he was afraid that he would be thrown into a group of tigers , with a few tricks, the real one can be faked, and I am afraid that he can already be ranked among the masters.

He was frightened, and the eyes of the people under the umbrella also saw strangeness.

Earlier, I saw that there were three people in the room, but I didn't want one person to turn his head and look back, his anger suddenly disappeared, like a lone wolf in the snow, looking back, he turned into an eagle watching the wolf, the first glance made the back of the hand shudder, the skin shuddered, and the anger Self-alarm.

The man looked thirty, with a sallow complexion, holding an umbrella in one hand, and half-tucking the other in his sleeve, when he entered the door, he said warmly to Chen Zhuo, "Okay, as expected of Master's new disciple, at such an age, he already has such a look, It is really extraordinary, junior brother, Yuan Jia has seen it before."

It really was Huo Yuanjia.

Chen Zhuo subconsciously took a second look at this senior brother. Don't look at his sickly appearance. If he remembers correctly, this man has supernatural power and can carry heavy burdens. His body shape is easy for ordinary people at first glance, with a broad and strong frame. , the marrow is in the bones, and the strength of the whole body has turned from light to darkness, and the muscles and bones are fully developed, like a tiger.

Huo Yuanjia put away his umbrella and shook the snow at the door, and then greeted Cheng Tinghua and Zuo Zongsheng with fists together: "Yuanjia sees Uncle Cheng! Senior brother!"

"Junior Brother Huo, why are you in the capital?"

Zuo Zongsheng was both surprised and delighted, since Wang Wu was arrested and fled Beijing, he, Junior Brother Huo, came to the door frequently and helped the bodyguards a lot.

Huo Yuanjia sat down and said with a smile: "It's a coincidence that I just went to Beijing to deliver a batch of medicinal materials to the pharmacy a few days ago. I originally wanted to come and see you after finishing my work. I didn't want to listen to the guy talking about God when I was eating. Shoumen sent a battle invitation to the bodyguard bureau, and rushed over without even thinking about it."

He took a closer look at Chen Zhuo again, seeing that he was still standing still, he couldn't help laughing and said: "Why? Could it be that you don't like my senior brother?"

Chen Zhuo immediately clasped his fists in salute, "Chen Zhuo, I met Senior Brother Huo!"

"Chen Zhuo? A humble person is not clumsy, and a clever person is not clumsy." Huo Yuanjia smiled, but asked very seriously in an instant: "How sure are you that you can win?"

Chen Zhuo didn't even think about it, "I haven't fought before, so I dare not jump to conclusions."

Huo Yuanjia nodded, "That's right, victory or defeat, life and death, one horizontal and one vertical, you have to try it to know, when is the battle period set?"

"Ten days later!" Cheng Tinghua interjected, "This kid has never been in a ring before, and he only walks the way of seeing blood. He has fought with people from the Shenshou Sect before, and I am afraid that he has been peeped a bit. Means, we plan to give him some tricks in the next few days, and we can count as much as we can get."

"That's the only way to go." Huo Yuanjia pondered for a moment, then coughed a few times, "Since this is the case, I'm one of them. Right now, I don't want my junior brother to practice our skills to perfection. Life and death in the arena for a moment, don't ask for it." To make meritorious deeds, we only seek ingenuity, and sometimes the difference between victory and defeat is often a thin line, so we only seek that thin line of opportunity."

Several people are people who have mastered martial arts, and their perseverance is very human. Since this battle is inevitable, they can only face the difficulties, and there is no more to say.

……

God's hand door.

The gate is located on Jiurifang North Street, and there are nearly three hundred disciples. Regardless of strength, it is undoubtedly the number one in the Wumen in the capital.

In this current world, although various schools and schools of martial arts are blooming everywhere, most of them cherish their own broom and refuse to pass on lightly.Don't look at the profound foundation of Tai Chi and Bagua, but there are only a few people who pass it on in one generation, and most of them are descendants of the family.

How many people stick to the rules, pass on their relatives but not their relatives, and would rather lose their inheritance than lightly pass it on.

Ao Qing was the one who was rejected back then.

He lost his mother at the age of five, and his father at the age of eight. Before he was nine years old, he was tricked into the black market. With his clever and cute mouth, he was bought by a busker, and he was accepted as his disciple, leading him to travel all over the world, performing wrestling technology.

When he was 15 years old, taking advantage of his teacher's unpreparedness, he wrestled his master to death, and switched to various sects, but he was rejected because of bringing art to the teacher.

At the age of 16, he was a disciple of Prince Tou Yi. Because he sacrificed his life to protect the concubine, he was valued by Prince Yi. He was recommended by Prince Yi to join an old sect of martial arts, and won Yue's Sanshou.

At the age of 23, his teacher died suddenly, and he was promoted to the head of the palace in less than half a year.

At the age of 25, he created the best hands in the sky and established the magic hand door.

The night is getting dark, the wind and snow are getting thicker, and the indoor lights are bright.

"Snapped!"

Suddenly, a whip sounded.

Under the glowing light, Ao Qing sat on a grand teacher's chair, holding a teacup, sipping fragrant leaves, listening to the screams in his ears calmly.

"what!"

The heart-piercing screams came from a woman's mouth.

The body has already been flogged with shocking bloodstains, although the clothes are tattered, but there is no beauty in the spring, and the hands and feet are tightly bound in the air by four ropes, which are extremely tight.

More than this one.

In the huge dark room, there are five bloody, half-dead people hanging, three men and two women, two of whom can still be seen as human, and the rest are almost whipped into rotten flesh. Died for a long time.

These people are the members of the White Lotus Sect they captured today.

Ao Qing's wax-like face showed no expression, narrowed her long and narrow eyes, and asked the trembling woman in a light tone, "Where did the White Lotus go?"

The woman closed her eyes when she heard the words, pursed the corners of her mouth, and a thread of blood snaked down.

Ao Qing watched this scene, drank tea slowly, and said casually, "Throw it away and feed it to the dog."

After finishing speaking, he walked out of the darkroom unhurriedly and came to the study.

Outside the window, the plum blossoms are blooming, and the crown is covered with flowers.

Several disciples were waiting respectfully aside.

Ao Qing patted the cotton sleeves and asked lightly, "Did you accept the post?"

The leader hurriedly replied: "Got it, master, who do you think we will send to the stage to fight?"

Ao Qing chuckled, as if she had heard a joke, her eyes slanted, "Who are you going to go? Or who should go? After two or three years of cat-foot kung fu, you want to learn how to fight and become famous? I have already selected someone for this battle, so come out and show off." Let's have a face."

After the words came out, behind the screen in the study, I suddenly saw a burly man walking out.

In the middle of winter, this man was only wearing a sheepskin waistcoat, his hair was like withered grass, his face was stern, his arms were as thick as a python, his muscles were knotted, and his hands were even more exposed, covered with calluses like pig iron. Under the lamp, you can still see the high protruding temples, and the flesh that looks like copper and iron.

Seeing that there was another person in the room before them, the disciples couldn't help being startled, and their expressions changed wildly.

Ao Qing smiled strangely, and then said surprisingly, "This is the protector of the White Lotus Sect, but he is also your senior brother. He will fight in ten days."

　Don't look too closely at the plot of One Sword, I have made a lot of changes, just follow the plot in the book.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)