Horizontal pushing martial arts: starting from the red alchemy bell jar

Chapter 4 The Fireside Party
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Lifting the quilt, the long stick in his hand drew an afterimage, pierced the window paper, and stabbed at the mysterious black shadow like a long spear with a white blade.

With a bang, the black shadow couldn't dodge in time, took a few steps back, shook his red and swollen palm, and took several breaths of cold air in pain.

Turning over and going out of the window, with the faint light, he could vaguely see that the other party was wearing the costume of the martial arts academy. Chu He's eyes flashed coldly, without saying a word, he lifted his stick and smashed it at the black shadow's head.

The shadow of the stick was like a shuttle, full of force, and a fierce wind blew.

If this stick had been hit firmly, his head would have been smashed to pieces like a watermelon, with not a single piece of the skull intact.

Hei Ying was frightened, waved his hands hastily, and shouted: "Junior Brother Chu, stop! It's me, Mao Chen!"

The long stick stopped suddenly, and stopped three inches in front of Mao Chen's forehead. Even if Chuhe stopped the move, the strong wind still blew Mao Chen couldn't help but close his eyes, and his heart felt cold.

"Brother Mao! Is it really you?"

Chuhe said in a confused and puzzled tone.

Staggering the body, under the light and moonlight, an eight-foot-tall young man wearing a square scarf revealed his figure.

He has handsome eyebrows and fair skin, not as rough as a martial arts practitioner, but overall, he seems more like a scholar.

"Junior Brother Chu, you must be too ruthless, right?"

Mao Chen rubbed his swollen palms, and said fearfully, "If I don't make a sound in time, will I become a corpse now?"

"Want to know the answer? How about you try?"

Chuhe stabbed at the other party abruptly.

"Are you kidding me?"

Mao Chen put down his palm, his expression slightly grave.

"Senior Brother Mao, you were the one who joked with me first." Chu He raised his stick and pointed at the other party: "Do you think it's fun to sneak into my yard like a thief without sleeping in the middle of the night?"

Mao Chen knew he was in the wrong, so he couldn't argue with Chuhe, so he could only change the subject: "I came here to tell you something."

"What do you have to talk about in the middle of the night?"

Chuhe was puzzled, but slowly put down the stick.

"What happened today is related to that..." Mao Chen looked around, lowering his voice deliberately: "This is not a place to talk, come with me, the senior brother will tell you in person."

After finishing speaking, Mao Chen turned around and left, leaving the courtyard gate.

Big Brother...

Chu He looked thoughtful, hesitated for a while, and finally followed, and the two disappeared into the long alleyway together.

Under the moonlight, the two turned east and west, walked for a quarter of an hour, and walked out of the alley. The place they went was not the residence of senior brother Han Zhong, but an ordinary house at the west end of the village.

This private house is not big, it seems to be old, the courtyard door is dusty, weeds are overgrown, it looks dilapidated and old.

There are soil embryo fences all around, and most of the courtyard walls have collapsed.

There was a faint light of fire coming from the gap in the door of the inner courtyard, figures moved in the oil-paper window, and the voices of several fragmented conversations came faintly.

The moment Mao Chen and Chen walked into the courtyard door, the conversation stopped abruptly. After a few breaths, the door was gently pushed open, and a middle-aged man came out with a smile.

He was dressed in gray clothes, with a burly figure and a sharp-edged face. Invisibly, a masculinity rushed to his face.

"Junior Brother Mao Chen, you are here!" The middle-aged man glanced at Mao Chen's wrapped left hand, and then smiled enthusiastically.

"Eldest brother, I brought Junior Brother Chu."

Mao Chen nodded and looked at Chuhe behind him.

Chuhe took a step forward and bowed his hands: "Elder brother."

Han Zhong looked at Chuhe, nodded in satisfaction, and said with a smile on his face: "Junior Brother Chu, congratulations for breaking through the first floor!"

"Thank you, Big Brother."

Chuhe said with a smile.

"Come in quickly! It's cold outside, don't freeze." Han Zhong stretched out his hand and led Chu He and Mao Chen into the house.

The room was empty, and a stove was burning in the hall, and the few remaining tables and chairs were placed around the stove. There were three people sitting in it, and they all looked up at the incoming Chu River in unison.

"We all know each other, so I don't need to introduce you. Brother Chu, sit down wherever you want. We are all your brothers, so don't be restrained."

Han Zhong chuckled, his words and deeds were quite bold.

Chu He nodded, sitting on a chair by the fire, his eyes casually glanced at the faces of the remaining three people, thoughts rolled in his mind, and he had a preliminary guess about the nature of the party.

Everyone sitting here is a person who has broken through the first layer of the golden bell. Among them, the senior brother Han Zhong has the highest cultivation and has reached the peak of the second layer, and the others have only cultivated to the first layer.

Of the nearly thirty disciples in the courtyard, only six broke through the first layer of the golden bell cover. It can be seen that without the aid of medicinal baths, it is very difficult to break through the realm through meditation alone without any talent.

"Okay, now that we're all here, big brother, tell me about calling us up, what do you want to tell me?" Liu Ci on the left glanced at Chuhe indifferently, then turned and asked.

"That's right. I heard from Junior Brother Mao that it was related to the destruction of Li Village. Did Senior Brother get any inside information from Master?" Li Zhi, who was lazy by nature, couldn't help but ask.

"There is indeed some relationship, and the news I know is likely to affect us in the future..."

Han Zhong's smile faded, and he pretended to be in a hurry: "However, there is no rush for this. I want to discuss a few things with you first."

"Elder brother, what you ordered is what you want, why do you need to discuss it?"

With trust in his eyes, Mao Chen spoke.

Chuhe raised his head and silently glanced at the two of them.

It was obvious at a glance that the two were wearing a pair of trousers.

Han Zhong waved his hand, did not answer, but said seriously: "Master will go to Li Village tomorrow to investigate the truth, and also go to Heishui Town to report the matter. It will take about three days to go back and forth. Be vigilant, don't let other things approach the village, do you understand?"

"understood."

The other four replied in unison.

"It just so happened that Junior Brother Chu made a breakthrough. The six of us form a team of two and two, each with some manpower, and patrol once in the morning, noon and evening, how about it?"

After Han Zhong finished speaking, he looked at the people around him.

"Didn't you always lead a small team to patrol once before?" Li Zhi slumped his hands, leaned back on the seat, and said lazily: "Not to mention patrolling three times a day, but also a team of two, isn't that right? A little too excited to mobilize the crowd?"

"Indeed, it's a bit of a waste of energy."

Liu Ci frowned, and added lightly.

"Brother would say this, there must be a reason for him. Besides, when it comes to the destruction of Li Village, it's not wrong to be more cautious during this period, right?" Mao Chen argued hard and stood on Han Zhong's side independently.

Li Zhibai glanced at Mao Chen, knowing the character of this guy.

"I still think it's a little redundant to do this. The disaster in Li Village may not affect us. And to put it bluntly, even if that disaster comes, we may not be able to stop it. It's better to lie down ..."

Mao Chen interrupted Li Zhi: "Doing and not doing are two different things. Why do you say such frustrating words as soon as you come?"

Chuhe looked at them silently, only feeling noisy.

If he was a senior brother, these guys would never have the chance to speak, and even if they did, it would depend on who had the biggest fist.

"Old Wu, what do you think?"

Seeing them arguing endlessly, Han Zhong suddenly turned his head to look at a person in the corner. As soon as he spoke, the arguing stopped immediately.

Everyone looked at Wu Feng who had been silent all the time.

Chuhe also looked curiously. The other party was a middle-aged man who looked almost the same as Han Zhong, but his skin was rough and his cheeks were vicissitudes, just like an old farmer on the ridge.

From coming in to now, Chuhe has never heard this person say a word, just silently looking at the burning stove.

"Why ask my opinion, we are both insiders, so don't tease these little juniors, tell them the truth." Wu Feng said without turning his head while picking firewood.

"Oh, that's what I said."

Han Zhong rubbed his nose, and said to the bewildered crowd, "Let me tell you this, the weird one that destroyed Li Village actually has a lot to do with our Tutou Village."

Speaking of this, he showed a wry smile: "Because it was our master who joined forces with the court to suppress it under the Earth Temple in Li Village. Now that he is out of trouble, he will come to take revenge in all likelihood, so do you think it should be done?" Should the defense be strengthened?"

(End of this chapter)