Chapter 18
Chapter 18: Weird Martial Art
Chapter 18 The inexplicable martial arts hall
Ren Qing silently took out the purse from his arms. There were at least dozens of taels, enough for a family of three to live for several years.
Although there are many things in the yamen, and it is easy to die in the line of duty if you are unlucky, the monthly salary is real.
Liu Hu took the money bag and weighed it, took some of the money and threw it to Ren Qing, then nodded with a flat face: “Enough, take the knife in seven days.”
Ren Qing turned around and left, but Liu Hu stopped him as soon as he opened the door of the blacksmith shop.
“What’s the hurry?”
“Your so-called Damiao sword, I haven’t seen anyone use it in Sanxiang City, so how do you practice the sword on weekdays?”
Ren Qing frowned, do you still need to practice the knife?
Liu Hu sighed when he saw this: “Wait for me a little longer.”
He walked into the yard outside the blacksmith shop, and returned to the house after a while with a sturdy tree trunk.
“This weapon must be adapted to the body as soon as possible, otherwise it is easy to injure yourself when practicing with a real sword.”
“I……”
Ren Qing just wanted to explain, but saw that Liu Hu took an axe and directly split the tree trunk, and then cut out the vague shape of a sword.
He wisely closed his mouth, waiting for the wood to gradually take shape.
After more than half an hour, the wooden sword in Liu Hu’s hand was already vivid, he simply waved it, and the result almost hit Ren Qing.
“This is iron wood. It can be used as a weapon in a short time, but your Damiao Dao is indeed not invented, but it is difficult to use it flexibly.”
“Brother Liu, let me try.”
Ren Qing took the wooden knife, squinting his eyes and turning his pupils.
He slashed violently, then retracted it instantly.
I saw that the candle on the wooden table not far away was extinguished under the action of the knife wind, but the paper on the side did not move at all.
Liu Hu was stunned, saying that his swordsmanship is not considered to be superb, but there is a…how to say, a natural taste.
He watched Ren Qing leave the blacksmith shop, and when he came back to his senses, he couldn’t help laughing.
I felt that Ren Qing underestimated himself, but he didn’t.
The sound of hammering sounded again, and smoke slowly drifted out from the gaps in the doors and windows.
Ren Qing walked to the street, and the appearance of the wooden dapiao caught the attention of passers-by.
He walked in the direction of Chen’s Baji’s leg in the martial arts hall, and turned east and west through a few alleys to reach his destination.
The martial arts hall is located in a small area, even too remote.
According to Ren Qing’s investigation, there are no more than a dozen disciples in the martial arts hall, all of whom are orphans raised by Chen Yongxing since childhood. The latter also has a daughter named Chen Lihua.
It is strange to say that the martial arts hall rarely recruited external disciples, mainly beggars and orphans.
is obviously an affiliate of the Blood Dog Gang.
It was not until a few days ago that the martial arts hall began to recruit one after another, but the owner of the hall, Chen Yongxing, suffered a serious illness, which caused the business of the martial arts hall to be deserted.
Ren Qing walked straight into the yard, and there were more than a dozen people practicing legwork in the open space, constantly kicking the stakes.
Everyone looked at Ren Qing with indifferent expressions, and their movements couldn’t help slowing down.
Ren Qing was wearing ordinary cotton and linen clothes, and he came to practice martial arts on the bright side. As long as he mastered the nerves and feet, he ran away immediately.
His peripheral vision swept across, but there was no trace of a monk in the courtyard.
Ren Qing just wanted to ask, when he suddenly noticed that the body proportions of the martial arts disciples who practiced leg technique were very strange.
The legs of the disciples of the martial arts hall are extremely thick, covered with strong muscles, and without exception, they occupy more than 50% of the body.
It might be a coincidence if a similar situation happened to a single person, but since a group of people is like this, why does it feel a little wrong.
The older martial arts disciple stepped forward and asked, “Are you… here to apprentice?”
Ren Qing clasped his fists and replied, “I heard that Master Chen’s kung fu is good, so I plan to follow him to study for a while.”
“Okay, just come with me.”
The disciple of the martial arts hall nodded slightly, and he led Ren Qing into the house.
The more Ren Qing looked at the opponent’s movements, the more twisted he felt, so he deliberately touched it with his body, but the information did not show the spell.
The legs seem to be alienated, but they don’t seem to be practicing magic.
Ren Qing came to a certain room with doubts, and the disciple of the martial arts hall made a gesture of please after opening the door.
He stepped into it, smelling a faint herbal smell on the tip of his nose.
The interior of the house is rudimentary, and the frail man lying on the bed is Chen Yongxing.
His breath was a little unstable, as if he would die at any time.
A 15- or 16-year-old woman served Chen Yongxing to drink the herbs, but the latter tried to push it away with her arms, but her strength was slightly insufficient.
After the woman had fed all the herbs, she said softly, “I am Chen Yongxing’s daughter Chen Lihua. Because my father is ill, I have to come forward.”
“Could Master Chen speak?”
“Sorry, my father can’t take care of himself anymore. If he still wants to learn Baji Legs, he has to be taught by my senior brother.”
“It’s fine.”
Ren Qing is extremely plain on the surface, but his heart is full of unspeakable oddities.
He had met Chen Yongxing a few days ago, and he couldn’t see anything wrong with him, and his lifespan still had seven or eight years.
Moreover, as a warrior, minor injuries and illnesses cannot have such an impact at all.
Chen Lihua looked at Ren Qing, and said with satisfaction after a while, “Thirty or two silver coins a month, one class every three days, but you are not allowed to leave the martial arts hall if you have nothing to do.”
Ren Qing agreed, it won’t take long if it goes well anyway.
“Woooooo…”
Chen Yongxing let out a cry, he seemed to want to say something, but was forcibly pressed by Chen Lihua on the bed and could not move.
Ren Qing felt that the martial arts hall was full of strangeness, but he didn’t notice the cultivator in the half-corpse realm, so it was not a big problem to protect himself.
And it’s more chaotic, and it’s easy for him to get nerves.
Ren Qing walked out of the room and was immediately taken to the martial arts hall by the previous martial arts disciple.
There are all registered disciples who paid money to practice martial arts. There are six people in total.
All of them sat cross-legged on their futons with some bruises on their bare skin.
taught them a handsome young man. After seeing Ren Qing coming in, he asked the disciples of the martial arts hall about the situation.
Ren Qing found two martial arts disciples standing in the shadows in the corner, as if monitoring every move of the martial arts hall.
“In Xiajinping, what is the name of Junior Brother?”
“Ren Qing.”
“Junior Brother Ren, rest for a while, we will start teaching later.”
Jin didn’t seem to be very polite, and even took the initiative to pour some tea for Ren Qing, it seemed that he was used to it.
Ren Qing found a futon and sat down at random. The rest of the named disciples looked at him vigilantly, but did not speak.
In an inexplicable atmosphere, more than half an hour passed.
Someone knocked on the door outside the martial arts hall, and Chen Lihua’s voice came: “Get ready, it’s time for dinner.”
Kinami’s expression became fearful, and the two martial arts disciples were greedy, and those named disciples had different expressions.
Fear, ruthless, helpless…
Ren Qing didn’t know what was going on, but the development of the situation seemed to exceed expectations.
Chen Lihua continued: “Brother Jin Bing, choose one person to eat with us.”
Jinjing trembled after hearing this, he couldn’t help retching a few times, as if he had lost his strength, and said, “You can choose for yourself.”
(end of this chapter)