The Green Shirts in the Martial Arts Rivers and Lakes

Chapter 25 Nine Gates of Martial Law
Outside the window, the flames shot into the sky, the nine gates were under martial law, and the Qing soldiers shouted loudly, but inside the house it was a different scene.

Chen Zhuo looked serious, took off his underwear, looked at the bleeding wound on his shoulder, walked to the still warm charcoal stove expressionlessly, picked out a piece of red-hot old coal with tongs, and only put it on the wound Press hard, and there will be a "Zi" sound.

After a pause, Chen Zhuo closed his eyes, and his hands increased his strength, as the old charcoal rolled over, he threw the charcoal back into the stove when he could no longer see that it was a scratch.

"I don't know if Sister Lin can escape?"

A low and weak voice came from the Kang.

Sister Lin is the one who wields two swords among the 12 people, and her name is Lin Hei'er.

If Chen Zhuo remembers correctly, this person is the elder sister of the "Red Lantern Photo", unexpectedly she is also a member of the "White Lotus Sect".

"Then Feng Jianqing is the leader of Tianli Sect. He comes from Feng Keshan's lineage. He was originally the great guardian of my holy religion. However, over the years, he has established his own family, his wings have gradually grown, and his means are profound. He wants to replace him..."

The person on the bed showed his head from under the quilt, his forehead was sweating profusely, his face was pale and bloodless, who else could it be if it wasn't the Holy Maiden of the White Lotus.

In the previous internal strife, Feng Jianqing violently launched an attack. He actually wanted one person to monopolize the relic. Dark hand, a group of people have to explain.

The Holy Maiden of the White Lotus lay on the bed, remembering that several guardians of the congregation risked their lives to help her escape, covered her with the quilt, and began to sob.

But after crying twice, the quilt was uncovered.

Seeing the woman's injuries, Chen Zhuo couldn't help but feel a little strange in his eyes. Several people thought that his injuries were the least serious, not because he was the most powerful, but because this woman was one against three, and she was extremely brave. When it was his turn, the pressure was greatly reduced. He should have retreated, but for some reason, he turned around and jumped into the battle circle, and finally carried the woman back.

In order to attract pursuers, Lin Hei'er begged for his pair of knives. If there is no accident, she will never come back.

Fortunately, Feng Jianqing was also seriously injured, and the evil monkey had an arm cut off by him, so the situation must be extremely difficult.

Chen Zhuo knew that the situation had not been eased yet, Gong Baotian had a clear mind, he almost made a move before, but if he thinks about it, he will have to go through it again, if he doesn't come up with a countermeasure in time, this woman will be a big disaster.

Seeing his uncertain expression, the Holy Maiden of the White Lotus was a little disheartened, "Hand me over, I will never hate you, I also..."

"Why so much nonsense, I saved you at the beginning because of my people, who put the word 'righteousness' first. My master assassinated the Queen Mother of the West several times, and every time he was able to retreat, it was all because of the help of the heroes in Beijing. You Nuliu, you have the guts to turn against Tiangang, how can I just stand by and embarrass my master."

Chen Zhuo was a little impatient, walked to the side of the kang and untied the cotton-padded coat with the other party's tacit consent.

"But saving you now is just because I want to save you."

After he finished speaking, he fell into silence, but his eyes changed.

This person was one against three before. Although he was brave, his two fists were no match for four hands, and his injuries were the heaviest.The back was scratched by the evil monkey, the rich man pressed a palm on the upper abdomen, and Feng Jianqing hit the thigh with a whip, it is an eye-opener to be alive.

Shocked by the cold air in the room, the Holy Maiden of the White Lotus shook her body, lowered her tone, and said in a trembling voice: "Light on the lamp...the palm injury is the dark energy of the palm, which cannot be felt this time, if the energy is not dissipated in time , before dawn, my liver and intestines are bleeding, and the gods can't save them."

After saying a word, he let out his breath, and blood dripped from the corner of his mouth.

Chen Zhuo stretched out his hand and squeezed it. The cotton padded jacket he had peeled off was already soaked in blood, his heart trembled, he couldn't hesitate, he turned around and lit the oil lamp, but when the light came on, his eyes changed slightly.

Two bottles of wound medicine were placed on the corner of the table at some point, both small celadon bottles with red cloth plugs.

Surprised, Chen Zhuo opened it, one was an old pill for oral administration, and the other was a wound medicine for trauma, he couldn't help being stunned.

"Who put it aside? Uncle Cheng?"

"Otherwise, who do you think it is? You still want to hide it from Cheng Cheng's eyes. He is a master of martial arts. He is a person who has lived a fine life. How could he not know that you have someone hidden in the bed? If you don't tell the truth, it can be said to be well-intentioned. In the future, you Don’t forget to be respectful.”

The white lotus maiden on the kang slowly moved to the top of the kang, feeling the heat from the mattress under her body, a layer of blush gradually spread on her neck, as if she was drunk, thinking about what she said just now Tone, pale face inexplicably reddened.

"The old pill is useful. It should be the secret medicine of the 'Baguamen'. You melt it with warm wine. After I swallow each sip, you will use your strength to push and rub the injured palm to cooperate with the medicine. It will do more with less, and then only need to remove the blood stasis, then half of the work will be done."

Hearing this, Chen Zhuo warmed half a scoop of old wine with the residual heat in the stove, and put an old pill in it. When the pill melted, the amber old yellow wine turned dark red like blood.

He looked at the woman who was tucked in the quilt on the bed, turned her head, and had averted eyes, "If you say that the first time we were both children of the rivers and lakes, it would be considered a coincidence and we met by chance, but now you and I have lived together through life and death, through tribulations, and intersecting lives." , can you tell me, what is your name?"

The white lotus saintess breathed for a while, but soon returned to normal. Looking back, a blush appeared on her pale cheeks, her eyes met, and the trembling eyes gradually returned to peace, "Then you have to remember, my name is Gu. Jade!"

Chen Zhuo's eyes moved slightly, he lifted the hot body in front of him, and brought the mouth of the bowl to the opponent's mouth.

Waiting for Gu Yu to take a sip of the medicinal wine, Chen Zhuo then gently lifted the quilt, and suddenly saw the cotton padded jacket half open, with the beautiful spring scenery, and a blue bellyband.

Seeing that the palm injury was on the navel, sticking to the right breast, a small black and green palm mark was exposed from under the bellyband, Chen Zhuo's facial features were stiff, he breathed out a hot breath, turned his head and sipped the medicinal wine, spit it into his palm, and rubbed his hands together , The palm of the hand suddenly became hot.

After laying the person flat, he didn't look at the other person's face, and stretched out his hand to lift the bellyband up.

When he saw the palm marks clearly, his eyelids twitched.

Where the cotton palm landed, the palm prints are clear and distinct, except for the lack of palm prints, the five fingers are complete, from the fight to the return, it takes less than a stick of incense, and the appalling bruises are already scattered, and there are very fine bruises on the edges. Red blood lines intertwined vertically and horizontally, and even half of the right chest was exposed to hidden wounds.

He moved his gaze down, and looked at Gu Yu's right thigh again. The cotton trousers were torn apart, and the cotton inside was torn off every inch. The exposed flesh was not whip marks, but the surface of the touch, compared to the palm marks. It's also scary, like a big blue and purple net.

As the opponent's throat squirmed and the medicinal wine entered his mouth, Chen Zhuo had already pressed his hand on the opponent's chest and abdomen, but the flesh under his palm turned from warm to cold, as if his vitality and blood had been severely damaged.

Chen Zhuo took a deep breath, and when he opened his mouth, his five fingers quickly pressed against the palm marks and began to push and knead. When the medicinal wine was ingested, the Qi and blood flowed rapidly. If he couldn't dissipate the congestion in time, he would be self-defeating and suffer instead.

The lights were shining brightly, and no one spoke, except for the sounds of each other holding breath, exchanging breath and swallowing wine, there were only the crisp sound of rubbing and massaging, and the abnormal sound of skin and flesh rubbing.

Feeling the cold body under his palms slowly turn from cold to warm, and then hot, Chen Zhuo exhaled long, and the fire-like breath splashed on the chest and abdomen of the person in front of him, making him tremble in an instant.

It wasn't until half a scoop of medicinal wine was about to bottom out that Chen Zhuo saw that the blue-purple palm marks had almost turned into a normal blood color.

"How is it?"

he asks.

"Okay... better."

Gu Yu was sweating profusely, holding his breath, and there seemed to be a layer of water vapor in his eyes.

Chen Zhuo lowered his eyelids, and said softly: "Feng is a serious problem. He is seriously injured now. I will never let him leave Beijing alive. Otherwise, I will let the tiger go back to the mountain, and there will be endless troubles."

Gu Yu took a few breaths, turned her gaze, and no longer wanted to dodge. She looked at Chen Zhuo's sharp-edged, lonely and cold sword eyes, "Then you have to be careful, that guy is practicing 'beating the gods'." Whip', the strength is like thunder, a whip can smash rocks and collapse mountains, softness can stop people's blood and make them stiff, and with the help of that big horse and monkey, there are not many people in the capital who can restrain him."

"Heh, doesn't Gong Houzi want to make meritorious service? I'll let him make meritorious service."

Chen Zhuo pushed and kneaded for a while, and saw that the palm marks finally turned into normal blood color, which had faded a lot, so he covered the open bellyband, covering the whiteness.

"Where are the legs?"

He looked at the stretched thigh again, and asked mysteriously.

Gu Yu's breath trembled, and the blush that had submerged just now surfaced again, "Cut off your pants, and warm half a ladle of old wine!"

……

In the courtyard, under a bare old tree, Cheng Tinghua put his hands in his hands, his face full of pain. It was an old pill that he had hidden for 60 years, so he just gave it away.

Hearing the noise coming from the room again, his eyes were strange, and his old face couldn't help but blush.

"It's so damn capable of tossing!"

(End of this chapter)