The spring dew is rich.

At a time when fish bellies are not yet visible on the horizon, in the bedroom of Huchao Pavilion, a young man sat up and frowned. He raised his fists and looked closely, but there were deep horizontal and vertical lines on them, most of which were oozing with blood, slightly open.

Okay, I gasped in pain, and I didn't care about anything else. I simply put on my clothes and got up, and groped my way outside to apply medicine, so as not to cause the injured area to become red, swollen and pus-producing, and to delay my boxing and palm training.

Yesterday, the young man came out of the Bamboo Sea and encountered the Wo Niu Stone again. He originally thought that the two bamboo fists would be invincible, but now it was replaced by the Wa Niu Stone, which was as long as a person and waist high, and could only be hit with eight or nine punches.

, even if there is some straight support

Unexpectedly, his fists were trembling, and together with the calluses accumulated in the past few days, they are now bursting open and blooming with countless blood flowers. The body was originally white and lying on the cow stone, but earlier in the early spring, the flowers bloomed full of vermilion. Ling Tengqi's

Yun Zhong can probably figure out his temperament.

It is transparent, and you can make jokes, bicker and drink on weekdays. It is completely different from the elders and spiritual masters who can argue with themselves for just two or three bottles of wine. But when it comes to practicing boxing, the old man will

Kind face,

He couldn't help but become cold and stiff. Even though he saw with his own eyes blood flowers about three to five palms wide blooming on the Wo Niu Stone, he never asked the young man to rest for a while. Instead, he cursed one after another: "Punch out faster, it's so weak and weak, how can you hit it?"

Kill people.

In fact, Ling Tengqi's move was already a bit of a trick. As mentioned before, the energy contained in the fist should first penetrate from the skin into the blood, and then travel into the tendons and bones.

In the season of muscles and bones, only by breaking open monuments and cracking stones can we achieve success. Now Yun Zhong

However, he has only learned boxing for more than ten years, and the power of the boxing can only be practiced into the skin and flesh, but cannot be transformed into the blood. However, the old man lied, saying that at this time of year, he can already crack monuments and crack stones with just two or three punches.

, the most solid bluestone road in the capital must have some cracks.

Yun Zhong had no idea that this old man who always despised lying was actually deliberately deceiving him. He continued to pound stones for two days. In addition to being dyed with a layer of deep vermilion and breaking the cocoon skin, Yun Zhong had no idea that the whole body was smooth.

There is no more movement, the silence is as before, and now I am helpless, unable to move, the frost keeps pouring, drinking wine leads to the autumn lake

For a long time, Yun Zhong was thinking about where the mistake was in the flow of the fist. After all, he shouldn't have lost the courage before he saw the boulder lying in front of him, but he asked himself again, and there was nothing wrong with the flow of the fist.

Even the force of the punch was three to five minutes more than when hitting bamboo, but the lying cow stone didn't move at all.

The young man calmed down and applied the medicinal powder, then boiled a pot of boiling water and sprinkled 10% of the medicinal powder into the pot. He waited until nearly half of the pot of boiling water was consumed before pouring it into a tea cup, holding a cup and opening it.

The pavilion door, then simply sat on the threshold, looking at the long street before waking up, with a calm expression.

The time when the whole capital has not yet woken up, fell into the eyes of the young man. In fact, it was more pleasant to watch than the bustling time. There were no cars, horses, and people, and the birds in the deep forests around the capital finally had a break.

It can fly into the stable or in front of the courtyard door and peck at two

The grains are bouncing and spreading their wings, calling friends with their crisp crows, the bluestone road is covered with spring dew, the lanterns have been extinguished early, and are fluttering in the wind. Just looking at these scenes may not necessarily make you feel a little happy about being in the capital.

For a young man, this is a hard-earned leisure time in the day.

Anyone who practices boxing feels that his muscles and bones are tired, anyone who practices swords always feels that the sword is as heavy as ten thousand jun, not to mention that after drinking, he feels that he is having fun in the autumn lake, not to mention that looking at the scenery like this, it is really uneasy. In the world

There are all kinds of rare things that can be bought without giving money, and there is no extreme state that can be obtained by just wandering around and playing all day long. Everyone knows the truth here, but it is difficult to reach the sky if you really start to do it.

Usually the Huchao Pavilion opens very late in the season, and there is no business at all. Although there are martial arts practitioners in the capital, few can afford the price of the swords in the Huchao Pavilion, not to mention that it is now a Bo

The Yu Gang is the only one in the family, and there are not many martial arts practitioners outside the gang, let alone saving several years of drink money to come to Huchao Pavilion.

The reason for choosing a good sword was because Yun Zhong had always been the only one in charge of Huchao Pavilion. Since the boy learned boxing by himself, he would often go to the bamboo forest outside Lingzi Tower to practice boxing when it was dark, and there was no one to look after him.

It is necessary to be more careful, keep the door locked, wait until noon, then open the store for two or three hours, and then close it again.

But today is different. When the sky was still dark, someone came to Huchao Pavilion to report that several people were attacked in the village outside the city. However, no one was killed, but it was clearly confusing. The most strange thing is that,

Among the people watching the night

, someone saw with their own eyes that Pang Qingfeng was also safe and sound. He had left his thatched cottage early today and went to the tavern with sleepy eyes. He was the same as usual, but his expression was much better than usual, and he was slightly happy.

Ling Tengqi also woke up from his sleep and came together with the person who reported the news. He was obviously very angry. He repeatedly scolded the old thief in Qice Mansion for being such a thing and disturbing people's sleep. He couldn't help but blame Yun Zhong.

Pushing him back into the house, he went to investigate on his own, and by the way, he attached the second volume of the formation to Pang Qingfeng, which allowed Yun Zhong to have a good rest, warm up his injuries, and postpone his boxing practice for a day.

It's time to rest.

Therefore, it was rare for Yun Zhong to sleep peacefully. It was not until this scene that he remembered that the civet cat on the wall across the street from Lingzi Tower had not been fed yet, so he opened the door of the pavilion wide and sat at the threshold with the soup in his hands to wait.

Somehow, maybe before practicing boxing these days, the young man would start early and wait in front of the Lingzi Building. The old cat is also smart. Whenever he sees Yun Zhong's figure, he can always stretch his waist and jump off the wall.

, come to the young man’s knees

He rubbed his fat cheeks, begged for a few fish, ate and drank enough, jumped on the young man's knees, and had a good nap. He stayed there until Yunzhong and Ling Tengqi went to practice boxing, and then he lazily got up.

, continue to move in twos and twos and jump back to the low wall to rest.

It was the same today. The young man didn't arrive, and the civet cat was tired of waiting, but he came to the door on his own. He happened to see the young man sitting on the threshold with a few fish beside him. He squawked happily twice and then went to eat.

After getting up, the young man freed up his left hand to stroke the fur, but he didn't show any resistance at all.

"It's not a bad thing to have an acquaintance in the capital." Seeing the civet cat eating happily, Yun Zhong also smiled slightly. When he looked at the long street again, his expression was stagnant.

Yesterday, Yan Jiaqing sent Qingque to deliver a letter. There were four simple words in it: Don't mess with red clothes.

The woman was dressed in red, and she looked like a rolling fire. It was clear that there were no lights on the street, and the sky was still dark, but it was still dazzling. The sound of horse hooves was scattered, and it stopped just ten feet in front of the young man.

"The plaque on this store is very well written. May I ask what kind of items it sells? The capital will be ignorant for a long time, so please forgive me for speaking bluntly." The woman got off her horse, tied the horse herself, and stepped forward with a knife.

"The sword is like the tide of a lake, calm when it is still, and like a tide when it moves." Yun Zhong still held the tea cup, his expression unchanged.

Hearing this, the woman nodded slightly, stopped talking, and walked straight into the Huchao Pavilion.

"Business is coming, will you always come with me, or will you go back to rest on the low wall?" Yun Zhong rubbed the civet cat's forehead and asked with a smile. The civet cat had no intention of leaving, but also strutted over the threshold.

, went to the seat in the middle of the Huchao Pavilion and looked at it curiously.

Although the sword in the pavilion has never been sold to this day, and it faces the official road and often collects dust, Yun Zhong cleans it carefully every three to five days, and it still looks like new.

Du Ruhui picked up the long knife facing the main entrance of Huchao Pavilion, pulled the knife out of its sheath, and looked at the light that Yun Zhong had just lit. The cold light of the blade never disappeared, and it was even colder. Everyone in the world speaks of the brilliance of swords.

It's better to be like water, but this long sword with a plain white scabbard has an edge as cold as ice.

"My guest has extraordinary eyesight. This sword is called frost. It is better because of its sharp light. During the frost season, it is sometimes much colder and quieter than the middle of winter." I don't know when Yun Zhong had already lit the lamp and sat on the chair in the middle of Huchao Pavilion.

, picked up the raccoon cat, kneaded the latter's soft skin until it became crooked, and took a moment to say something while busy.

"It's too cold, so Xia Shi took advantage of it." Du Ruhui put the knife back into its sheath and shook her head. Then she pulled out the knife closest to the young man, but she didn't take the sheath. Instead, she drew the knife straight, and the light of the knife flashed.

, the civet cat barked twice suddenly, seemingly slightly frightened, and stared at the ungrateful woman in red.

Yun Zhong did not move, his expression was still as if he was just waking up from a dream, quite lazy. When he saw the woman pulling out the knife, he smiled bitterly, "The guest officer saw that the right hand of the knife was calloused, but the left hand was like an ordinary person's.

, I think I can’t use this knife anymore, so I might as well try another one.”

Du Ruhui was puzzled, but Yun Zhong suddenly lowered his head from the scabbard and took out the short sword. Even compared to the long sword, the light of the sword was still more eye-catching, but when he swung it, it was as light as a swallow, which did not add to the eyesight.

, it is actually difficult to distinguish the number of sword techniques.

"The long sword is called the abandoned horse, while the short sword is called the soldier noble. On the surface, the abandoned horse has the most power and the brightest sword light. In fact, the killing move lies in the soldier noble. If the guest is good at using two-handed swords, these two swords

This sword is considered to be among the top three good swords in Huchao Pavilion. Although it has only been newly forged for more than half a year, it is still quite handy."

Du Ruhui looked at this ordinary-looking young man again.

"I didn't expect that the master of the Huchao Pavilion is so skilled. I heard that he often goes to the dilapidated tavern near the official road to drink. When we meet in the future, we have a good drink." She is clearly a woman whose appearance and figure can surpass most of the oirans in the capital.

The coldness in the words made the young man frown. However, Yun Zhong did not become angry and handed over the short knife.

"To say it is suitable, the knife on the guest officer's waist is much better than the best in the shop. But since I want to come here to buy a knife, I must feel that the word "suitable" is not necessarily the best. There is always a pawn who is more expensive, and there is always a knife.

The clothes are light, and this set of knives is free."

Du Ruhui looked at the young man, only to find that the latter's fists were covered with a thick layer of medicinal powder, and hanging on his waist was a long sword that looked like water and fire. It looked strange.

When the woman left, Huchao Pavilion lacked a set of good knives called abandoned horses, and there was a bag of silver in front of the door.
Chapter completed!