I rely on my body to push the weird world

Chapter 8 Two Zhao Xun
"Clang-"

The heavy sound of smashing and smashing echoed on both sides of the street.

Li Ji's messy thoughts were interrupted, and his gradually drifting thoughts were pulled back.

Look up.

I saw that the shops on both sides of the street were smashed open by masked men in groups of three or four. Some of them were burly, some were thin, and all of them were holding kitchen knives, wooden sticks, etc., and their faces were simply covered with a piece of black cloth.

His words were harsh, his actions were fierce, his eyes were bloodshot, and he was filled with the madness that comes with despair.

Some were carrying rice, some were carrying meat, and some were stuffing cakes and fruits directly into their mouths...

The sensible shopkeeper hid under the table and let these people eat, drink, rob and smash things. As for the stupid ones, they roared and fought desperately, and naturally ended up being chopped to pieces by these red-eyed thugs. Not only did they die, but their belongings were also looted clean.

"Is this the beginning of the burning, killing and looting?"

Li Ji felt the pressure in his heart getting stronger and stronger: "It seems that these people know that Qinghe County is under lockdown, so they only took rice, flour and meat, and did not even look at the gold and silver scattered on the ground."

The rest of the frightened people trembled like quails.

A yamen runner came running over. Before people could even get any hope, they saw him skillfully take out a black cloth and cover his face, then walk into the street butcher shop and quickly leave carrying half a pig.

Apparently this wasn't the first riot!
"Damn it, has the situation gotten this bad?"

Li Ji's face changed. He tore off his sleeves to cover his face and strode to the butcher shop next door.

He had already given up all his wealth in exchange for the Eagle Claw Iron Cloth Shirt from Zhao Xun.

I was wondering what to exchange for this trip. When I encountered such chaos and faced this strange world, how could I not consider myself?

The moment Li Ji stepped onto the steps of the butcher shop, he saw a figure flying out of the shop and falling at his feet. Just one glance was enough to make him tear off the sleeves that covered his face.

Because this person is Zhao Xun!

"Beasts! You are all beasts!"

Zhao Xun pounded the ground and cursed in despair.

Blood was oozing from the corner of his mouth, his hair was disheveled, and his body, which was missing a leg, collapsed on the ground. The silver slipped from his hand and fell into the dirty water under the steps.

"Uncle Zhao!"

Li Ji hurriedly reached out to help Zhao Xun up.

"Aji, go save them, go in and save them!"

Zhao Xun interrupted Li Ji's support and spoke urgently as if he was desperate.

"Uncle Zhao!" Li Ji ignored Zhao Xun's eagerness and pressed his hands on his shoulders. "Are you awake?"

Zhao Xun's bloodshot expression gradually recovered. He looked at the broken crutch beside him, and then at the silver that had fallen into the dirty water.

He seemed to have all his strength drained away at once, and dejectedly let go of Li Ji's hand.

"Aji, you...I..."

"Uncle Zhao, let me take you home."

Li Ji said calmly.

He had mastered the Eagle Claw Iron Shirt for a terrifying hundred years, and his ears and eyes were sharp. Naturally, he could hear the heart-wrenching and suppressed cries of the woman in the butcher shop.

I can also understand why Zhao Xun was so furious and uncontrollable just now.

But Li Ji ignored it. This kind of chaos was everywhere in Qinghe County at that moment. Even if he rushed in with anger, it would be of no use.

In this weird and depressing situation, everyone is in danger, even he can't save himself, who can save him?

In the end, it's just everyone minding their own business!
"Thank you, Aki."

Zhao Xun finally faced the reality.

He is no longer the majestic chief constable of the yamen in the past. Now he is just an old and useless man.

Li Ji didn't say much, but just silently helped Zhao Xun away from the chaotic streets.

Zhao Xun said a lot of things along the way.

There was the majesty of youth, and the loneliness of licking wounds... but more of it was self-hatred. I hated the passionate and heroic self back then!
Li Ji did not say anything, but just listened silently and supported her silently.

Even though Zhao Xun hated his past self in his dreams at midnight, when he encountered such a thing now, he would subconsciously lend a helping hand even though he was a disabled person.

This is due to Zhao Xun's personality, and it is also... his fate!

Li Ji admired him, but it was just admiration.

a long time.

Li Ji finally helped Zhao Xun to the shabby courtyard, pushed open the door, and came to the bedroom.

"Aji, thank you for your help today. If you weren't here, I'm afraid I would be beaten to death or trampled to death by those bastards."

Zhao Xun lay on the bed and thanked him sincerely.

"Uncle Zhao, you don't have to thank me. If you hadn't taught me the Eagle Claw Iron Cloth Shirt for self-defense, I would have died long ago..."

Li Ji replied with a smile while sitting on the bed.

But as he was speaking, the smile on his face seemed to freeze a little.

Because his ankle was suddenly grabbed by a dark and cold hand, which stretched out from under Zhao Xun's bed, and it made his spine shiver.

Li Ji stood up suddenly, exerted force on his feet, and then his pupils shrank and his scalp felt numb.

I saw a black shadow being carried out from under the bed by his power, with half of its head exposed.

His gray hair was covered with cobwebs and dust, and his wrinkled old face was full of fear and pleading.

His lips were chapped, dry and trembling, and when he opened his mouth no sound came out, but the words that came through his lip reading were.

--help me!

This is actually... Zhao Xun!!!
"what happened?"

Zhao Xun, who was lying on the bed, asked in confusion.

Zhao Xun under the bed was trembling with fear.

Li Ji smiled broadly, sat back on the bed, and said, "Nothing, I just saw a cockroach."

"You!"

Zhao Xun, who was lying on the bed, joked, "You are just a scholar after all. You lack the courage of a warrior. You are so scared of a small cockroach. How can you practice the Eagle Claw Iron Shirt in the future?"

"That's what Uncle Zhao taught me."

Li Ji spoke calmly, as if he didn't notice Zhao Xun begging silently under the bed.

His heartbeat that was about to jump out of his throat was suppressed tightly by him. His scalp was tingling and his hair stood on end, but his face was calm.

what is this?
How could there be two Zhao Xuns? !
Li Ji asked himself anxiously in his heart, but he couldn't figure it out, so he had to quickly turn the topic back to the original goal.

"By the way, Uncle Zhao, besides Eagle Claw Iron Shirt, do you know any other martial arts?"

Li Ji suppressed the horror in his heart and continued, "The world is in such a mess now. I thought I could learn as much as I could, so I shamelessly came to you to learn from you."

As soon as these words came out.

The harmonious atmosphere of conversation and laughter in the bedroom suddenly changed, filled with an indescribable feeling of embarrassment and oppression.

Zhao Xun on the bed was silent for a while, then suddenly laughed and said, "What a pity, this old man only knows one skill in his life, Eagle Claw Iron Cloth Shirt, I'm sorry to disappoint you."

however.

Zhao Xun, who was sitting under the bed, widened his eyes in disbelief, as if he knew what Li Ji was planning.

His dry, cracked lips trembled.

He spoke silently, word by word.

"I can!"

"Don't... leave... me!"

(End of this chapter)