Martial Arts: Just Finished the Patrol, the Beginning is Ruthless

While Xie Yanke was speaking, he took out a booklet from his pocket and threw it into his pocket, then turned around and left.

Xia An waited on the spot for a while, and after confirming that Xie Yanke had indeed left, he finally let go of the energy in his heart.

Immediately afterwards, cold sweat gushed out of his body in an instant, soaking the back of his clothes in an instant.

After realizing it, he realized that he was still not safe enough to do things. If Xie Yanke can see it today, others will see it tomorrow.

Xie Yanke prided himself on his status and would not do anything to him, but it was hard for others to say.

At that time, everyone will think that he has some technique that can absorb the internal energy of the warrior's corpse, so he will be hunted down all over the world.

Opening the brochure Xie Yanke gave him, he was stunned after only reading one page.

Although he knew all the words on it, he was completely confused about acupuncture points, meridians, and breathing methods.

This technique is actually a small trick of using breath, which can be quickly mastered by any martial arts practitioner.

But Xia An's current martial arts internal strength is all obtained by golden fingers, and the foundation of martial arts is almost zero, so it is strange to understand...

Chapter 18 Little Beggar? Huang Rong?

Fortunately, these basic martial arts knowledge can be learned in the six doors.

After Xia An arrived at the Weicheng branch, except for the on-duty time, the rest of the day was spent in the martial arts field to study hard and practice hard.

On this day, he was practicing martial arts in the martial arts field, when he heard his boss summon him.

"Xia An, it's been a while since you came to me to work for the Chengcheng branch."

"Returning to your lord, it has been seven days since I joined the Chengcheng Branch."

"Well, you can recognize the head of Ning Ai Leng at the headquarters."

"The humble job has a relationship with the cold catcher."

"That's good." The chief nodded, "This time the cold arrester is investigating a case in Zhongdu, and some people need to be transferred from the nearby branch. Since you are familiar with the cold arrester, then you represent us for Chengcheng." Let's go to the branch."

This kind of assisting in the investigation is a thankless task for all branches.

If it’s done well, it’s someone else’s credit. If it’s done badly, it’s a scapegoat. In addition, he is a cold-blooded workaholic who is well-known among the six doors. people.

But when those guys heard about this kind of thing, they either excused it with the case they were investigating, or something happened at home, and so on, and finally the job fell on Xia An.

Xia An didn't have much resistance to this, he wished for more opportunities to participate in big events, preferably some well-known events, so that he could reap more benefits.

Because Chengcheng is only a hundred miles away from Zhongdu, it can be reached in less than half a day by riding a fast horse.

Xia An simply packed up his luggage, took his official documents and rode on a fast horse towards Zhongdu.

Riding a horse on the road is not a one-stop journey. Horses also need a short rest on the road, eat some forage to restore their physical strength and so on.

The station is where these services are provided.

For Xia An's business trip, he only needs to show his official document registration badge to enjoy the corresponding services. Although it is not as good as those restaurants, it is better than free, and all expenses are borne by the imperial court.

After Xia An rested and had a meal, he just left the station when he heard someone making noise at the door, so he looked sideways.

"You little beggar, my newly baked steamed buns have been squeezed by your dirty hands, who should I sell them to!" A peddler grabbed a little beggar and yelled.

"The left and right are just a steamed bun. When I get rich, my lord, it's okay to pay you back ten or eight."

The little beggar's voice was extremely clear, and his courage was also great. Ordinary little beggars would be so frightened that they would be caught stealing food and begging for help.

This guy is good, not only has no fear at all, but is still arguing with the stall owner.

"It's nice to say, just return me ten or eight like this, just dream, besides, since the steamed buns were touched by your dirty hands, I'm afraid no one will want this box, and these losses have to be counted on your head."

"Your store is a bit unreasonable. Other diners buy steamed buns by themselves. I don't see you saying that you have to buy a box if you touch one."

"Okay, then you take out the steamed bun money, if you can't take it out to see, I won't send you to see the official!"

"I…"

The little beggar was about to argue, when suddenly a hand was stretched out from the side, and a few copper coins were placed on the shop's table.

"This is steamed bread money, you can let people go."

The shopkeeper turned his face and saw Xia An's official clothes, and immediately trembled in fright, "No, no, it's just a steamed bun, the official please take back the money."

"You sell things, I buy things, and if you are asked to hold them, you can take them."

"My lord, that's a lot of money. I only need one copper coin for each steamed bun."

"Who told you that I only paid for him."

After finishing speaking, Xia An took out a few more steamed buns from the drawer, casually took a bite out of one of them, "Are your steamed buns steamed well, and I don't see anything getting dirty."

"Not dirty, not dirty."

The stall owner smiled awkwardly and didn't know what to say.

"Okay, I've taken your money, and I've taken the steamed buns too, let him go."

The little beggar who was let go by the stall owner immediately hid behind Xia An and made a face at the stall owner.

Xia An wrapped the remaining steamed buns in oiled paper, thought for a while and took out a few pennies and put them in the little beggar's arms along with the steamed buns.

"It's not good for me to give you too much money, or I will bring you trouble. These few copper coins are enough for you to deal with for a few days."

After Xia An finished speaking, he pointed to the official road towards Zhongdu, "You can walk along this road tomorrow morning, and you will be able to reach Zhongdu in the evening. It is a big city, as long as you work hard, find a place that can fill your stomach. Life should be fine."

The reason why the little beggar was not allowed to set off at this moment was because it was already past noon, and this place was still forty or fifty miles away from Zhongdu.

It would take hours at least to walk that far. If you can't reach the city before dark, sleeping in the wild is too dangerous for a little beggar.

The little beggar looked at the things in his arms, then raised his head to look at Xia An who had a warm smile on his face, and an inexplicable taste flashed in his eyes.

"You don't even know me, why are you being so nice to me?"

"Hehe." Xia An reached out and rubbed the little beggar's grass-covered head, smiled lightly, got on his horse and left...

Chapter 19 Tang Sect Disciple

For Xia An, this was just an insignificant episode.

But it was very different for Huang Rong.

Since she ran away from Peach Blossom Island, she made up as a beggar along the way, and she saw all kinds of cold eyes and indifference.

Although I occasionally meet kind-hearted people, there are very few people like Xia An who give money and steamed buns, and even show her the way so that she can support herself.

In fact, with her martial arts attainments, it is impossible for her to starve.

The reason why she did this is because she grew up on Peach Blossom Island and didn't even have a playmate. Her father was either playing the piano or painting, or playing with flowers and plants all day long.

She disguised herself as a beggar just to enjoy the fun of playing games and the thrill of being chased and beaten.

It gave her a kind of playful joy.

Now, she feels like she's found a new purpose...

Xia An left from the post station and arrived in Zhongdu in less than an hour.

"At the next six gates, Xia An is the iron plate arrester of the Chengcheng branch, and he is ordered to report for duty!"

"Xia An." Seeing Xia An here, Leng Xue was a little surprised, but didn't say much, "You came just in time, and set out with me to handle the case."

Xia An didn't even have time to drink his saliva, and followed a group of six doors to rush out without stopping.

The place Leng Xue led the team to is an inn called Yuelai.

When they arrived, the policeman who came here in advance to watch quickly stepped forward to salute, "Cold arrester, the target is dining on the first floor of the inn, there are three people in total."

"Yeah!" Leng Xue nodded and walked in.

The dining guests at the inn saw so many officials pouring in, they were so nervous that they didn't know what to do.

"The six doors handle the case, no one else is involved, leave immediately!"

As the shout came out, most of the guests escaped from the inn as if they were being pardoned. Only the three men at the table in the southwest corner were still drinking and eating there, looking indifferent.

These three people were around 27 or 28 years old, dressed in coarse linen, with stern expressions, and they were very different from the locals of Zhongdu just from their appearance.

"Dare to ask the three of you, but they are disciples of the Tang Sect of Bashu." Leng Xue stepped forward and cupped his hands.

"Labor and capital seem to be pulled over, shutting you down like a melon and a hammer!"

The other party spoke with a very strong Bashu accent, which made Leng Xue stunned and couldn't understand what the other party was saying.

"Can any of you understand what he said?" Leng Xue turned to the arresters behind him and asked.

These catchers are all native northerners, and they are as cold-blooded as they are confused.

Xia An, who was standing at the back, could understand, but he was not interested in going up to join in the fun.

"Can you understand what they say?"

Xia An was a little surprised by the female voice that sounded next to his ears. When he turned his head to look, the person who spoke was actually ruthless.

"How will you be here?"

"I live in this inn."

Ruthlessly said it calmly, but only she knows the joy in her heart.

She came to Zhongdu this time to meet these Tang Sect disciples. They had already talked several times before today.

The conditions proposed by Tangmen were already harsh, and in addition, she could not help thinking back to Xia An, so the two parties never came to an agreement.

Seeing people coming from the six doors today, she wanted to remind those people, but after seeing Xia An, she couldn't move her feet immediately.

"You haven't answered me yet, can you understand what the man said?"

"What the man said was, which one is he? It's none of your business."

People from the Tang Sect are used to running rampant in Bashu. When they were in Bashu, even if the officials knew that some cases were committed by people from the Tang Sect, they would not dare to go to the door to stroke the tiger's beard.

Over time, they have developed this kind of unruly personality, so knowing that the cold-blooded people belong to the six sects, they still don't save any face.

Although Leng Xue couldn't understand it, he also judged from the other party's tone that it was not a good word. .

"I advise you not to make mistakes. This is the Central Capital, not Bashu. If you refuse to cooperate, don't blame Leng for not being sympathetic!"

"Ha Ma Pi, oil palms, you seem to be working hard!"

This time there is no need to ask ruthlessly, Xia An translated simultaneously, "Idiot, if you have the guts, try to touch me!"

In the originally tense atmosphere, because of Xia An's translation, Wuqing couldn't help but chuckle.

Xia An turned his head to look, and immediately blushed again ruthlessly.

After that, the two sides exchanged a few words with each other again, cold-blooded could not hold back their anger, and they drew their swords and stabbed.

For a moment, the sword light flickered in the inn like snow.

In the end, what Xia An didn't expect was that Leng Xue didn't use all his strength, so he forced the opponent to dodge left and right, so he was embarrassed.

After a few strokes, those people's bodies were covered with colors, their clothes were messed up and their hair scattered.

The disciples of the Tang Sect didn't expect that the opponent's martial arts were so strong that they couldn't even breathe.

"I'm afraid I'm getting tired of playing wild at this level." Xia An couldn't help but express emotion.

"The Tang Sect of Bashu is famous for its hidden weapons. Other kung fu is just commonplace. Leng Xue is an innate level swordsman. It is normal to have such a situation."

"So that's it." Xia An suddenly realized, "It seems that these guys are going to be unlucky."

"Not necessarily, don't forget what they are best at. If they don't have something to show, how can they call the wind and rain in Bashu."

Before Ruqing finished speaking, one of the disciples of the Tang Sect raised his arms and shot needles flying all over the sky from his sleeve in an instant...

Chapter 20 Analysis, was calculated?

"Dangdangdangdang..."

A series of sparks flickered, the sound of metal collisions continued, and the cold-blooded reaction was extremely fast. Turning the hilt of the sword blocked most of the flying needles.

The remaining ones were also knocked into the air by the policeman standing in front with a sword and iron ruler.

Xia An, who was standing in the back row, was completely unaffected, and even had time to watch those Tangmen disciples escape through the window.

"Chase!"