Refusing to join the underworld: the days of fighting against bad boys

"Me?" Zhang Yujie was stunned: "For...why?"

"According to Master's description of Drunken Fist." Zhou Ming pointed to the bottom few lines: "I am very sure that the tricks you used after drinking are Drunken Fist!"

"Ah..." Zhang Yujie seemed to be struck by lightning and couldn't even speak.

Zhou Ming read intermittently, and Zhang Yujie listened intermittently. The two brothers, under the moonlight, were fascinated by this long-lost peerless martial art.

"Leaning forward and backward, leaning left and right, stumbling, staggering, there are no rules at all..."[

"The state of Drunken Fist can be divided into the following types: pouring wine, first drinking, slightly drunk, madly drunk, dead drunk and sober..."

"The body is not drunk, the step is not drunk!"

Zhang Yujie also said: "If you are drunk, you will not be drunk, if you are drunk, you will not be drunk!"

"That's right." Zhou Ming nodded, looked at the writing on it and said, "If you can achieve the state of 'not drunk in shape, not drunk in step', it means that 'drunken boxing' has been accomplished!"

"I can't do it yet." Zhang Yujie wiped his hands and blamed himself, "I can't do it yet!"

"You can definitely do it." Zhou Ming patted Zhang Yujie on the shoulder and said, "You have already been able to draw with me before you can do it. If you can do it, wouldn't it be..."

Zhang Yujie's eyes shined brightly: "Yes, yes! When I master Drunken Fist, you and I will be able to kill Honglian with our joint efforts!"

Both of them were very excited. Under the moonlight, beside the grave, beside the corpse, they danced and sighed endlessly.If Zhang Yujie hadn't dreamed of Qingyunzi, and if Zhou Ming hadn't been tripped over by the coffin... Aren't many things in this world arranged by themselves?

The two kept the essentials about Zui Quan in their hearts, then covered the coffin with soil, and kowtowed before leaving.

Back at the thatched cottage, Zhang Yujie couldn't wait to drink, Zhou Ming stopped him and said, "Wait."

"What?" Zhang Yujie stopped his hands and asked strangely.

"I want to know, if you want to practice Drunken Fist, is it useful to drink only the wine from this well, or is it useful to drink other kinds of wine?"

"I don't know." Zhang Yujie said honestly.

"It's better to study it clearly. The wine in this well is not convenient to transport, and it will be finished sooner or later." Zhou Ming walked back and forth a few steps, and said: "Besides, we have stayed on the mountain for a long time. Lian lost her patience. Let's leave here and let Bai Wen go."