Movies and TV: Starting from a generation of masters

Chapter 216: Get rid of the triple snow in your body

Luo Heng turned over his hand and took out a few silver coins again.

He stuffed it into the hands of the patrol officer and said with a smile: "I just met a friend over there who is also from your patrol team.

"I just asked him to take me there, so I won't bother you to make a trip."

The patrolman looked at Chong Yang.

I would like to remind Luo Heng that this guy is a gambler.

But think about it.

The less trouble, the better.

Feeling the amount of silver dollars in the palm of my hand, I thanked him and left with a smile on his face.

"Let's go. Now you lead the way. First we go to the prison to do some errands, and then we go to find those Qing court killers."

Luo Heng chuckled and gestured to Chong Yang.

Zhong Yang walked in front with a somewhat dazed expression.

Soon the two of them arrived at the prison where prisoners were held by the Patrol Division.

Chongyang just said hello to the red-haired Gurkha guarding the door.

After stating Smith's name, he was allowed to enter.

However, unlike the Foshan magistrate's office, Luo Heng was not allowed to enter the prison cell directly this time.

Instead, he was pointed to the corner of the yard and waited in an open space.

In the corner of the high wall, on the seven or eight meter high sentry tower.

The Gurkha military police moved their guns and pointed them here intentionally or unintentionally.

Luo Heng narrowed his eyes subconsciously.

"Don't worry, as long as you stay within the sight of the ghost guys, they won't care about you..."

Zhong Yang, who had been silent since he learned the reason why his wife left him, suddenly spoke up.

Luo Heng smiled and nodded.

Although the damage reduction has now been increased to 160 points, the body's recovery power and the reduction in damage faced are far beyond ordinary people.

Ordinary swords and arrows can no longer break through the defense of Luo Heng's body.

Luo Heng sometimes felt a little impulsive and wanted to test his body's defense against bullets.

But that's just a small thought occasionally.

Luo Heng would not really seek trouble for himself and let others kill him with a gun.

Soon he was escorted by two Gurkha military police.

Three middle-aged men were brought over.

Two Gurkhas stood in front of Luo Heng.

Zhong Yang glanced at Luo Heng.

Seeing that he made no move, he reminded in a low voice: "Give me some favors, and these two Asans will leave and give you time to talk."

Luo Heng was startled.

It's not that he couldn't bear the money.

It's just that I thought it was because of Smith's reputation that he was just meeting a prisoner.

I have spent hundreds of silver dollars before and after, and I have not spent so much to meet Master Kongkong at the Foshan magistrate's office.

But even if Luo Heng knew it, he could find a random policeman and clear the way for him to meet the leader of the Boxer Boxing.

He wouldn't choose that either.

The biggest difference between going to Smith directly and going to ordinary military police is time.

Luo Heng didn't care about this little money.

Anyway, it's enough to achieve your goal.

Hand over a few silver dollars.

The two Gurkhas immediately left with grins and laughter.

Luo Heng glanced at Chong Yang and saw that this guy had already walked to the side of the courtyard wall.

He took out a box of crumpled cigarettes and started smoking them while talking and laughing with the two Gurkhas.

Then he turned to look at the three altar masters who had their hands tied behind their backs and large iron chains as thick as their arms hanging from their feet.

He smiled and asked, "What do you call the three of them?"

"I am Yuan Long, who are you?"

The thinnest man among the three asked aloud.

Luo Heng smiled and said: "Foshan Luo Heng."

"Foshan Luo Heng? I've never heard of it. What do you want from us?"

It was Yuan Long who was the leader who spoke.

Luo Heng chuckled: "Let's not talk secretly. I am very interested in the magic of the three of you. This time I came to Hong Kong Island to see you.

"I just hope to understand the secret of the magic of magic..."

"Hmph, you are actually spying on the supreme secret of our sect. You are wishful thinking!"

Among the three, the fattest one couldn't help but choked.

Luo Heng didn't take it seriously and only looked at the leader Yuan Long.

He sneered and said: "You are caught by the British and will be handed over to the Qing court for disposal.

"With your status, if you fall into the hands of the Qing court, what will happen to you? I believe I don't need to remind you, right?"

The three people all changed their colors, and Yuan Long subconsciously glanced at the Gurkha military police over there.

He lowered his voice and asked, "What good will it do if we tell you the secret of the Divine Fighting Technique?"

Luo Heng smiled and said: "I like talking to smart people.

"You teach me the magic of fighting, and I'll help you out. No one has a good impression of the Qing court anyway."

Yuan Long said in a deep voice: "Why should we trust you?"

Luo Heng nodded: "Indeed, it's empty talk, otherwise, as long as you agree, teach me the magic of magic without reservation.

"I'll find a way to get you out of here first."

The three brothers looked suspicious.

The tallest among them, the one who had been silent all this time, couldn't help but ask: "Aren't you afraid that we will regret it after we go out?"

Luo Heng seemed to have heard some joke.

He looked at the three of them jokingly: "I will give you an offer you cannot refuse. I believe you will not regret it."

The man's eyes flickered and he turned to look at the other two people.

Nodding slightly: "Okay, it's settled, Yuan Hu, this is my third brother Yuan Bao, we promise you.

"As long as you can help the three of us get out of here, we will teach you the magic of fighting and we will ensure that nothing is hidden."

Luo Heng nodded with satisfaction.

This time the goal was achieved.

In fact, he originally wanted to use some means to force the three of them to confess directly in prison.

But I changed my mind temporarily.

Since the world is as dark as crows, these Gurkha military police are as greedy for money as the people of the Qing court.

It wouldn't be a bad idea to spend some money to fish these three people out.

Based on what he had done in Shahe Town, he had already become the prefect of Foshan.

But it can't be hidden for long.

When the Qing court notices Shahe Town, trouble will inevitably come to their door.

It's better to find other fun for the Qing court.

Divert your attention.

But there is no need to think about these too much for the time being.

Consider it a casual move.

"Then it's settled. The three of you can wait peacefully for two days. I believe you will be free soon."

Luo Heng chuckled and dropped the sentence.

Greetings to the heavy sun.

get out of prison.

Let Shen Chongyang continue to lead the way, go to the place where he lives and wait.

In fact, Luo Heng had already remembered it at this time.

Yan Xiaoguo brought three hundred elite killers assigned to him by Cixi.

It should be hidden in Kowloon City.

It is worth mentioning that according to the treaty signed between the Qing court and the British.

When Hong Kong Island was leased to the British, Kowloon City retained sovereignty.

In other words, Kowloon City was still nominally managed by the Qing court.

It's just that old lady Cixi, who agreed to transfer the entire Hong Kong Island to others without blinking an eye.

Cheng Rang is such a sesame seed place, so I don’t care at all.

No officials were dispatched to manage it.

As a result, it has essentially become a state of anarchy.

Many films and TV dramas on Hong Kong Island in later generations have depicted that place, and the city is the most chaotic area on Hong Kong Island.

Moreover, Kowloon City still retains its city walls and piers in these days.

It can be said to be a realm within a realm.

The entire city has such a large area, and the houses are not planned and built in a mess.

Yan Xiaoguo took 300 people and hid in the city.

Luo Heng wanted to find out, but it really wasn't something he could do in a short time.

It's better to wait and see.

Chong Yang led the way.

Luo Heng followed him leisurely.

Walking on the streets of Hong Kong Island, I look at people with braids or traditional clothes.

Or get a new haircut and wear a student uniform.

Or there is a ghost foreigner wearing a long gown but with golden hair.

The entire Hong Kong Island is a hodgepodge of four different things in this era.

Luo Heng was quite sentimental.

This city is a small microcosm of today's China.

A revolution in heaven and earth is imminent.

What follows is the half-century-long copper furnace of troubled times!

I was walking and looking at the scenery on the street.

Suddenly, an unkempt beggar on the ground in the corner caught Luo Heng's attention.

Subconsciously, he stepped forward and walked to the beggar.

Luo Heng lowered his head and took a look.

However, there was an unpleasant smell on the other party's body, which made Luo Heng frown subconsciously.

It was discovered that Luo Heng did not follow.

Zhong Yang subconsciously walked over and opened his mouth to speak.

Luo Heng raised his hand to signal him to be quiet.

He looked at the beggar on the ground with interest.

This guy's clothes are shabby and dirty.

The smell of fermented stinky tofu went straight to my forehead.

Pedestrians passing by would avoid his corner.

Swarms of flies were surrounding it, and it felt like they were treating this beggar as a breeding ground.

But Luo Heng noticed keenly that all the flies just landed on his clothes.

Not one of them would fall on the beggar’s exposed hands, feet, or face.

The fly didn't land directly on his skin at all...

There has always been a saying in the martial arts world that mosquitoes and flies cannot fall, and the feathers do not attach to the body.

This sentence actually means that Master Hua Jin’s Qi Jin penetrates the whole body.

The skin all over the body is extremely sensitive.

When flies and the like fall on the skin, the energy in the body will automatically react, even without deliberate control.

Qi energy will also drive away flies and insects that are close to the skin, so that they cannot get close to the body.

Luo Heng knows this very well.

Now he was standing next to the beggar.Those flies can't land on him either.

The streets are bustling with people coming and going.

Almost everyone avoids the beggar in the corner.

Who knew that the person lying here would actually be a master of Huajin who could be regarded as the best in the world?

"Master Liu?"

Luo Heng slowly squatted down and chuckled.

The beggar opened his eyes a little and looked at Luo Heng again, a trace of doubt flashing in his eyes.

"who are you?"

The voice is rich and full of confidence.

Later Luo Heng once read some comments on the Internet.

Many people speculate that the eldest son, Liu Yubai, spent ten years in a muddle-headed state and smoked opium, which destroyed his body.

Otherwise, with his skills, he would be at his peak.

He can definitely crush the entire crowd by himself.

Luo Heng also thought it made some sense before, but it was only after he truly broke through the energy that he realized how shallow and ridiculous these perceptions were.

The reason why a warrior can be called a master is after he breaks through the transformation of energy.

The biggest reason is.

After transforming the energy, the power comes from the heart.

In a sense, Kung Fu has transcended the realm of ordinary people.

Entered another level.

It no longer relies on physical strength.

Instead, the mind and thoughts control the body.

To put it simply, before turning into strength.

Whether it is bright energy or dark energy.

When you punch out, it's the bones, fascia, and muscles that exert force.

The power of Baji starts from the root, and the power of Tai Chi is perfect.

In fact, in the final analysis, it is just a means of mobilizing the body structure to exert maximum strength.

But after reaching perfection and breaking through the energy.

Power comes from the heart, but it does not come from the heart.

The human heart is only the size of a fist, and it’s full of muscles. How much power can it produce?

This heart refers to thoughts.

Or it would be more accurate to say that it is martial arts and divine will.

The reason is that after the Ming Sutra and Dark Jin are perfected, you must realize your own martial arts will before you can step into Huajing.

Because of that.

With a thought, power comes from the heart.

After becoming a master of Huajin, one can be disease-free and live over 50 to [-] years.

Even if the body is broken into a sieve.

As long as the martial arts will is not broken, peak combat power can still be unleashed.

In other words, as long as the transformation strength is reached, the combat power will always be at its peak, as long as there is no fatal blow and death on the spot.

The combat effectiveness is solidified!

The only difference is.

Some people have good health and can support martial arts for a long time.

In a situation like Liu Yubai's, if he could only hold on for a dozen breaths at most with all his strength, he would probably use up all the remaining energy in his body.

At that time, there is no need for the enemy to take action, he himself will fall...

Seeing Liu Yubai looking indifferent to him.

Luo Heng waved and called Zhong Yang over.

Hand him a silver dollar.

He chuckled softly and said, "Go to the front and buy me two bottles of wine."

Zhong Yang looked at Luo Heng strangely, and then at Liu Yubai on the ground.

Holding the silver dollar, he turned around and walked to the liquor store at the corner of the street.

Luo Heng's slight mysophobia made it difficult to bear the smell of Liu Yubai's body.

He simply walked across to him, found a clean-looking stone, and sat farther away from him.

He chuckled and said, "Mr. Liu, do you mind joining me for a drink?"

Liu Yubai finally slowly raised his head and looked at Luo Heng.

After a few seconds, he said, "What do you want?"

Luo Heng chuckled: "What can you give me like this?
"It's just a meeting in the rivers and lakes. It's rare to see friends who are in the realm of masters. It's just a drink and a chat."

Liu Yubai was stunned.

The corners of his mouth twitched and he smiled casually.

"You're right, I'm nothing coveted in my current appearance."

At this time, Zhong Yang walked back quickly holding two small wine bottles.

"The best sorghum wine, this is your money..."

Passing the wine to Luo Heng, Zhong Yang spread his hand and handed the change to Luo Heng.

Luo Heng waved his hand and chuckled: "You can keep it..."

Without looking, he threw a wine jar directly towards Liu Yubai.

Liu Yubai lay on the ground, stretched out one hand, and accurately caught the wine jar.

I didn't see any movement from him.

With a bang, the cork at the mouth of the jar popped out.

He took a big gulp at the mouth of the altar.

Luo Heng also imitated his example and spat out some strength in his palms.

Popped the cork and took a sip of wine.

He raised his eyebrows and put the wine jar aside on the ground.

He asked with a smile: "Master Liu, would you like to lend a hand? Can you prove your kung fu?"

Liu Yubai didn't even look at Luo Heng.

Just pretend you didn't hear it and continue to drink heavily.

Luo Heng didn't care.

Zigu said: "Your martial arts are the ancestral heritage of your old Liu family.

"Are you really willing to end it like this and just take it to the earth with you?"

Liu Yubai turned his head sharply and looked at Luo Heng: "Who are you?"

Luo Heng chuckled.

This Liu Yubai is a love type.

A woman who falls in love with her father.

But I can't break free from the shackles of the world.

In the end, his father was angry to death, and he fell into self-blame.

How to say that.

It was also a falling object. Newton thought of gravity, but the official Ximen thought of robbing someone else's wife.

In Luo Heng's view.

There is nothing wrong with Liu Yubai liking women.

It’s not wrong to fall in love with your daddy’s woman.

After all, she is not a real mother, just a little wife.

In fact, these days, although Neo-Confucianism is on the defensive.

But privately, there are too many things that are more scandalous than this in those big mansions.

Liu Yubai's fault was that he was too stupid.

He made the matter known to everyone and thought he was a lover.

In the end, it only harms others and yourself.

"What I just said, Foshan Luo Heng! He's just a martial arts practitioner."

Luo Heng chuckled, looked at Liu Yubai, and shook his head gently.

Even because of his martial arts will, this guy still has some fighting power.

In fact, it has been abolished.

In front of a master of the same realm like Luo Heng, he couldn't stand a few moves.

It's just that when I watched the movie in my previous life, it was so tragic when Liu Yubai died.

The feelings left for Luo Heng were so deep that Luo Heng wanted to use the excuse to prove his kung fu.

Just try to awaken his desire to live.

But Luo Heng is not a virgin after all.

Doing this occasionally is like someone passing by a park and occasionally feeding stray animals.

Luo Heng was really not willing to spend time saving stray animals.

Seeing the wine jar in Liu Yubai's hand rolling down.

It made a crisp sound like an empty altar.

Luo Heng kicked his wine jar with his toes.

Liu Yubai took it accurately again, raised his head and took a big gulp.

Suddenly he turned to look at Luo Heng and asked softly: "Do you want to learn the Liu family's fanning technique?"

Luo Heng squinted his eyes subconsciously.

He smiled and said, "Are you willing to teach?"

A faint smile appeared on Liu Yubai's face, and he suddenly shook his head: "I have already forgotten the Liu family's 72-way fan technique..."

Luo Heng was speechless, isn't Ni Ma sick?
Are you teasing your buddies over here?

But then I thought about it, isn't this guy sick?
Because of a woman, the whole family was ruined.

The dignified martial artist became a beggar on the streets.

Sure enough, smoking is bad for your brain.

But he saw Liu Yubai lying back on the ground again, looking at the sky with blurred eyes.

He took a sip of wine and murmured: "Is it wrong for you to say that a man likes a woman?"

Luo Heng shook his head: "I never ask what is right or wrong when doing things.

"If you like women, that's all. Why bother about what's right or wrong?"

Liu Yubai took another sip of wine, shook his head and said, "You don't understand..."

Luo Heng was amused by this guy.

He sneered and said: "Haha, looking at what you said, it seems that logic can penetrate your brain.

"Isn't love just a minute's worth of hormones rippling? I'm telling you this, but you don't even understand.

"You are now being treated like a ghost by yourself. Do you think you are punishing yourself? Or are you atoneing for your sins?
"Does this make you feel better? Or does it make your troubled father and stepmother feel better?"

Luo Heng finished speaking.

Liu Yubai flicked one hand on the ground, jumped up from the ground, and stepped in front of Luo Heng in just one step.

Eye to eye with Luo Heng.

His eyes were bloodshot and his voice was cold: "What did you say?"

This movement scared Zhong Yang, who had been standing aside, to jump.

He had passed by this area in the past.

This is not the first time I have seen this beggar lying at the door of the opium den all year round.

I really didn’t expect this sloppy beggar.

He actually has such good skills?
Luo Heng chuckled softly: "What? Aren't you so fucking drunk that you have no love in your life?

"You can't stand it even after saying a few words? You look like a ghost. Your self-portrait is like a family portrait. You can eat the reunion dinner alone. Don't you feel that you are very free and easy? Silly..."

"you wanna die!"

Liu Yubai finally couldn't bear it anymore.

He raised his hand and swept towards Luo Heng's face door, obviously wanting to thank Luo Heng for being such a foul-mouthed person, and wanted to give him a big mouth!

(End of this chapter)