The Green Shirts in the Martial Arts Rivers and Lakes

Chapter 139 Although the rivers and lakes are far away, only heroes are immortal (end of this volume)

The funeral is over.

In an instant, the two new graves were covered with a layer of frost and snow, which was getting thicker and thicker.

Chen Zhuo stood in front of the grave for a long time.

Drunk and running around, squandering the rest of his life, in a few years, he will be almost half a hundred years old.

"Master Chen, I have your letter!"

Someone greeted him and hurried over.

Not a lot.

Chen Zhuo took a look at it casually, and suddenly felt a little interesting, because the person who sent these letters was interesting.

Two big men.

Dongbei Wang, Mr. Sun,

Without looking at Chen Zhuo, he was able to guess the content of the letter nine out of ten.

Before Li Cunyi and Cheng Tinghua died, they left him a sentence, an old saying.

"The true meaning of the knife is not to kill, but to hide."

Originally, this comment was about why the knife has a sheath; however, today, Chen Zhuo is a peerless sharp weapon, and the world is his sheath, if he hides the knife, everyone in the world will be trembling According to the rules, anyone who wants to be emperor must first think about Yuan Shikai's fate.

He is the sharp weapon hanging over the heads of the warlords of all parties. Everyone is worried that this knife will fall on their necks, and everyone wants to recruit him.

don't go! ! !

Chen Zhuo lit a stick of incense and had someone send it to Third Master Xu's corpse. He immediately picked up Chen Yuechan, looked at Liang Chaoyun and Gu Yu beside him, and said softly, "Let's go too. Children and grandchildren have their own blessings. Let that kid go on his own!"

Gu Yu glanced at Chen Baihu who was not far away with tears in his eyes, and finally nodded.

This time, even Chen Baihu didn't know where his parents went.

He also did not go abroad with Gong Ruomei as Gu Yu wanted, but took Lao Jiang to Shanghai.

In July 1925, Huang Jinrong, Zhang Xiaolin, and Du Yuesheng founded the "Sanxin Company", which specializes in opium.

Before August, all three of them died unexpectedly, and the whole family was slaughtered, leaving no one alive.

In the following year, following Du Xinwu, Chen Baihu became the leader of the Qing and Hong gangs, and became the leader of the White Lotus Sect. With the help of his senior brother Wang Yaqiao, Chen Baihu has become a mafia giant and dominates Shanghai.

Later, he recruited disciples widely. At the peak of his power, there were more than [-] disciples under his command. They spanned both water and land, spread all over the north and south of the Yangtze River, and even overseas had power development. The disciples included all kinds of sects and nine streams, as well as the police, business circles, and warlords from all walks of life. They all have hidden eyeliners and participated in the Battle of Songhu, but this is a later story.

In 1931, Chen Baihu was assassinated by Japanese ninjas in the old house of Fengtian Palace. Although he killed more than [-] people in a row, his left eye was injured and blinded; it is rumored that Chen Zhuo appeared in the Northeast this year, beheading more than [-] Japanese generals and generals... …

Also in the same year, Chen Yuechan was successful in her studies and returned to China from overseas.

And there are more and more rumors about Chen Zhuo.

It is rumored that an old Taoist once strayed into a cave while picking herbs, and it was the place where Chen Zhuo practiced kung fu.There are more than a dozen murals with strange shapes and strange shapes in the cave. The paintings record two shocking martial arts, the so-called method of daily training and the method of monthly training.

Someone lost his way in the mountains and picked up a few pages of boxing books called "Jiulong Hebi". It can store inner strength in the body and hurt the enemy from the air. The name on it is also Chen Zhuo.

There are also sword skills, knife skills, spear skills, arrow skills... every now and then, someone will say that they have seen Chen Zhuo.

There are endless rumors about Chen Zhuo in the rivers and lakes, and the same is true in the world of mortals.

Storytelling, novels, can always see the shadow of Chen Zhuo.

There are also Cantonese opera screenwriters in the south, who call themselves Nanhai Thirteen Langs, and came to Jinlou admiringly. They took Chen Zhuo as the prototype and created several Cantonese operas, which were circulated in Guangdong and Guangxi, and became famous for a time.

Until 1933, someone said that when he was studying abroad in Japan, he saw a figure in Tsing Yi under a cherry tree, which looked like a person in an old photo.

In the same year, all Japanese martial arts masters came out, a total of [-] martial arts masters came together, just like when dozens of masters from the land of China went north to face the Tongxuan old monster, they searched all over Japan, trying to find out who was behind.

Finally, it was found at the foot of Mount Fuji.

They didn't fight each other, but all seventeen grandmasters were defeated, and the two sides interlocked and confronted each other. Under the stalemate, they stood withered for more than a month. In the end, four of them died of mental exhaustion, and the remaining 13 fought desperately, all of them were defeated.

In this battle, with the power of seventeen masters, only a strand of white hair from this man was chopped off.

In 1935, a person came out of the mountain gate of the Japanese Shinto Wu Nianliu, known as a genius who would not be born in 300 years, Fujita Takeshi;

Ten days later, someone was surprised to see a figure in green clothes riding on the waves of the galloping river without sinking. He crossed the river, the water was not above his knees, and his feet were spinning like a lotus blooming.

Fujita just heard that Xun came to fight, and fought 23 moves with him, his head was decapitated, and he fell into the river waves without leaving his body.

Since then, it has been said in the world that Chen Zhuo's climate has surpassed the ordinary and became holy, and he has witnessed the realm of immortals and Buddhas.

The following year, the Emperor of Japan was assassinated and killed, causing a worldwide uproar.

The news came out that the assassin did not reveal his true face, but concealed his whereabouts by shrinking his bones and changing his shape. Although he succeeded, he failed to retreat completely, and it was rumored that he died in the hail of bullets.

Four years later, the ancient Buddha reappeared. The first battle was Liu Yubai. In Japan, it can be said that a tiger father has no sons if he continuously kills several mysterious old monsters.

In 1940, Gong Baotian's disciple "White Ape Masan" betrayed his sect and voted for the Japanese.

Seven days later, on Ma San's way back to Fengtian, according to what his disciples said, he met a man in a green shirt with a straw hat and a hat holding a stick, but didn't see how he moved. The top of the three items is empty, and the head is not visible.

Behind him, the man in green shirt also disappeared like a ghost.

Since then, Chen Zhuo's name has reappeared in the world! ! !

……

1936 years.

Foshan, Jinlou.

There was a shower of rain, upstairs and downstairs, the whole house was covered with gold, and the lights were brilliant.

In the rainy atmosphere of cotton silk, there are countless horses and chariots, and the comings and goings are extraordinary. They are not the important masters in Foshan, or the local wealthy merchants, as well as boxers from various families, leaders of various gangs, and Foshan Jingwu Association. All of you are in a hurry, as if you have encountered some serious event.

In the private room, the old god Gong Baotian was sitting on a grand teacher's chair, with no expression on his face. To this day, he still likes to dress in the same old way, and the expression on his face is becoming more and more rigid.

Famous Cantonese opera masters in the building are playing tunes, and he hasn't gotten used to listening to them after so many years.

But personnel affairs have always been like this, there are many things that don't go well in the world, listen more, and you can become a habit if you are not used to it.

The sun flag was planted from the three eastern provinces, and most of the martial arts in the north went south. If it hadn't been arranged by Chen Zhuo early on, most of these old brothers would have been killed or injured, and many inheritances in the martial arts would have been preserved.

He asked in a hoarse voice, "Is the news true?"

One person replied with red eyes: "No mistake, it should be Meng's initiative.

Uncle Deng is old, with white beard and hair, a cigarette in his hand, no joy or anger on his face.

Mr. Rui's facial features were stiff, and he sat quietly.

The third sister was the first to turn red.

News of the assassination of the Emperor of Japan came back.

Shocking news.

Uncle Deng suddenly cursed with wet eyes: "Is this guy out of his mind? It's not worth it!"

The old god Ding Lianshan sat there, closed his eyes and did not speak.

Li Shan pressed his hands on the armrests of the wooden chair, stared straight at the tip of his shoes, his eyes were so red that they seemed to ooze blood, and said in a hissed voice: "It's worth it, my master is worth it, it's worth it!" !"

After speaking, he got up quickly and left the golden building without looking back.

Since that day, no one has seen him in Foshan again.

Eight hundred disciples of the "Shenzhou League" left with him.

Chen Zhuo divided the treasure left by King Chuang back then into five parts, and Li Shan took one part away.

When it reappeared, it was the Battle of Changsha several years later...a different story was made.

Watching Li Shan leave, Gong Baotian glanced at the shrine on one side. The ones standing there were originally longevity cards, but now they were replaced by pieces of spiritual tablets...

"Tattoo..."

The orderly sound of footsteps rising and falling sounded from the rain.

"Miss, why are you here?"

Outside the gate of the Golden Building, an umbrella rushed out of the rain.

Under the edge of the umbrella with the rain thread hanging, a woman in a black dress stood pretty. She didn't wear any makeup. The black coat was taken by the waiter at the side with a flick of her hand.

Next to him is an old man with a black face and a knife. He is black from head to toe, and there is a monkey squatting on his shoulder. He has a cold face and a short mustache on his lips. reveal.

Someone suddenly stopped and said: "Stop, Foshan Jingwu has rules, you are not allowed to bring weapons into the building!"

As soon as these words came out, the eyes of the people sitting in the building were all wrong.

"Damn it, do you have the guts to say it again? Whose rules does Jin Lou want to follow?"

"If it wasn't for Mr. Chen's matchmaking, what's the matter with your Guoshu Museum in these two places?"

"In terms of seniority, Miss Chen's seniority in the Jingwu Association is higher than your father's. You brat dares to talk nonsense. Believe it or not, grandpa will slap you!"

……

"Some words can make things happen, and some words can make things bad. What you said today will damage the work of the seniors for three to five years."

Chen Yuechan glanced at the man's pale face, and there seemed to be more tiredness between the delicate brows.

"Yuechan!"

In the rain, I heard the whisper again.

Gong Ruomei came with an umbrella.

Chen Yuechan's eyes turned red, "Sister-in-law, my father..."

Hearing this call, Gong Ruomei seemed to have gotten used to it, she held Chen Yuechan in distress, and said softly, "Go up first and then talk."

Seeing the second daughter coming in, Gong Baotian said softly: "Yuechan, you and Ruomei go out for a walk more often these days."

Gong Ruomei said with a serious face: "Father, Uncle Chen has gone, the sky in this martial arts world is going to collapse, can those people still hold on? I'm afraid your retreat ceremony will not be successful."

Gong Baotian's eyes flickered, "It's a matter of human effort. It's the thoughts of many people. It can't be ruined by me. The boxer in the south has already been selected. The surname is Ye. This last step is missing. How can we fail."

Ma San on the side hesitated to speak, but seemed to think of something, his face was cloudy, but he remained silent in the end.

Gong Baotian greeted: "Let them all come up, it's time for me to retire, he has done what he should do, and now it's time for a newcomer to come forward."

A waiter walked out quickly and shouted loudly: "Everyone, go upstairs!"

All the people present looked up one after another, got up and climbed the stairs.

For a moment, there was only the sound of hurried and chaotic footsteps upstairs and downstairs.

Men and women, old and young, young and strong, their faces, facial features and body contours are reflected under the sultry light.

If it was normal, they would not be qualified to go up to the third floor. How many people thought about going up, just because there were a few great things discussed here, and for them, this is the holy place in their hearts.

"Originally, today was supposed to be my retirement ceremony, but I received a piece of news that I think everyone already knows."

"Uncle Gong, there is nothing to say!"

A hoarse voice suddenly sounded.

The crowd downstairs separated like water, and a figure climbed up the steps step by step, heavy and slow.

The lights were bright, and the person who came had a resolute face, a head full of black hair as thick as a halberd, a body like lead, an extremely burly figure, his broad shoulders were covered with water droplets, and he was very powerful.

Looking up again, he saw that this person's eyes were different, a pair of strange tiger eyes, one eye was clear in black and white, brilliant, and the other eye seemed to be covered with a layer of white mist, he was the head of the three religions who ruled Shanghai today "God of Tai Sui" Chen Baihu.

"My father said that in this life, he only has the road in front of him, and he has no body behind him. He is gone, and I will continue!"

With one eye turned, Chen Baihu glanced at the red-eyed brothers upstairs and downstairs, his eyes filled with tears, "What are you panicking about? People are gone, God is still here!"

In the next second, his eyes widened, his voice was like a tiger's roar, and he said in a deep voice, "Where are the disciples from the Divine State?"

"Shenzhou Juyi!"

Suddenly, an old man roared hoarsely.

Everyone clasped their fists in respect and shouted in unison: "We will live together and die together, and we will be sympathetic to each other!!!"

……

"To live and die together, with all sincerity!"

……

The sound spread in the rain.

The rain outside the building is misty.

The grey-haired novelist crowded at the door with his students and looked in. When he heard these eight characters, he burst into tears, and hurriedly wrote a pen.

While he was buried in writing, he suddenly heard a light cough in the rain, subconsciously adjusted his glasses, looked for the sound, and saw someone standing on the corner of the street holding a tung oil umbrella, watching quietly.

There were people under the umbrella, and three figures stood vaguely.

One of them was dressed in a green shirt as before, and he was full of quack spirit.

The novelist's pupils trembled, his lips trembled a few times, and he was about to speak.

"Mr. Ye is here!"

Suddenly he was greeted, a rickshaw stopped at the entrance of the Jinlou, and a person got off from the car and squeezed into this gold selling cave and hero's tomb.

The crowd was turbulent, and when the novelist was supported by the students, he hurriedly stabilized his figure and looked again. The tung oil umbrella had drifted away and was hidden in the rain.

The raindrops on the ground are gathering and dispersing, and no one can see that lines of writing have disappeared with the water.

【Operator: Chen Zhuo】

[World: Late Qing Dynasty and Early Republic of China]

【Fate: Greedy Wolf's Fate】

[Luck: Super First Grade]

[Fate: Destiny]

[Talent: Consolidation] (Note: Greedy wolf devours the sky, devours the enemy and consolidates.)
Reminder: Fate changes with luck, luck depends on human effort. (Note: If luck climbs to the first level, you can enter another realm, the number of qi will be reset, and the fate will change; if the luck exceeds the first level, after this body goes to another world, it will be a youthful body and retain its full glory.)
"The luck of the master has surpassed the first rank, and you can choose to enter another world at any time!!!"

……

The novelist grinned suddenly, turned his head and looked back at the people upstairs and downstairs.

The ancestors have gone, but there are still those who come after.

Although the rivers and lakes are far away, the only hero is immortal!
Another new story...

　It's late... If you want to watch the following episodes, I can write them in the extra episode.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)