In the next few days, Mo Qiu was almost busy and had no time to rest.

There are so many people waiting for his treatment!

Not to mention ordinary gang members, even those with a little power in the hall cannot be ranked for a while.

The hall master Zhong Shan seems to be fine, but in fact he has suffered internal injuries and it takes some time to recover.

The second-end purple-faced lion Yang Hong was in a worse condition. When he was discovered, he fell in a sewage ditch and died without knowing his life or death.

My whole body is covered with dirty and the breath is blocked. I am still unconscious.

After asking for medical treatment, you can only save your life. Whether you can wake up or not is still unknown.

But even if you recover the best, you will not be able to maintain 30% of your strength, and it is inevitable that you will be suffering from tuberculosis in the second half of your life.

The whole person is considered useless!

Feng Yi has a beautiful face and a graceful figure, which is the favorite of many gang members.

Now, an arm has been cut off, with a haggard face and sympathetic.

The three heroes of the Liao family left two, leaving only the youngest, with hatred for the White Horse Bandits in their eyes.

To Mo Qiu's surprise, Cui Hongying, who was whipped by wind and rain, was fine, and now she has recovered.

It is said that when Cui Chuanbai escaped, he hid her under the bed and escaped by chance.

However, the person who fought with Feng Lei Jun Lei Wang that day was gone and I don’t know what the situation was.

all in all.

After this battle, the Black Tiger Hall was hit hard.

Except for the flying tiger Zhong Yunzhao, Guo Xiao and his party, the masters in the hall were almost wiped out by the White Horse Bandits.

In this case, how to deal with the White Horse Bandits who are ready to take advantage of the situation and the yamen with unknown attitudes?

Thinking about it makes people feel troublesome.

However, these are not things that Mo Qiu needs to worry about.

The Black Tiger Hall suffered a severe blow, which was a good thing for him, at least it would help improve his status and gain benefits.

It will be much more convenient when you want to leave.

More than ten days later.

"Um……"

In the corridor, don’t ask to move your sore muscles and bones, moan in your mouth, and move forward along the instructions of others.

Soon, I came to a side hall hidden among the numerous buildings.

This is the inner warehouse of the Heihu Hall.

It is reported that there are many treasures, gold and silver here, and many land deeds calculated by Da Lunda.

Of course, there are also various secrets for martial arts.

"Doctor Mo!"

"Brother Wang."

The manager who guards the inner treasury turned out to be Wang Lao Er.

But when I thought about it, it seemed as if it were a matter of course.

This time, the Black Tiger Hall suffered a severe blow, and there were few masters, Guo Xiao, Wang Laoer and others became the mainstay.

Especially they defected to Zhong Yunzhao early, and were deeply trusted and would arrange leisurely but important chores.

Both of them looked at each other, both smiling.

"Doctor Mo, are you in such a hurry?" Mr. Wang took the key and opened the door behind the room and said:

"I thought you would take a few days off."

"It's just the way, so I can save you a little more." Mo Qiu handed over the note written by the owner, and secretly hid a piece of silver and stuffed it into the other party's hand:

"Brother Wang, I'm fine!"

"What is this for?" Wang Lao Er smiled and shook his head, but did not refuse, and put it in his arms:

"Three ginseng plants, one pound of beef yellow, six liang of sweet red, peony..., select the secret books and copy them if you want."

"Doctor Mo." He spread the note and smiled:

"You are still very interested in martial arts!"

As a doctor, the medicinal materials in front should be the only one who is the martial arts behind. The only one who knows this in Heihu Hall.

"As the saying goes, medical and martial arts are not separated. If you look at more martial arts, it is actually beneficial for the diagnosis and treatment of the disease." Mo Qiu smiled lightly at first, then sighed:

"Also, bandits have entered the city twice in the past two years, and learning some martial arts can help you defend yourself, right?"

"Yes!" Hearing this, Mr. Wang paused his hand slightly and couldn't help but nodded:

"This time, even Mr. Ding and Mr. Mu have had an accident. It seems that the doctor's identity cannot be guaranteed. If it is possible, he will have better martial arts."

"But..." Speaking of this, he looked at Mo Qiu again:

"If you want to succeed in martial arts, you will not make it overnight. Doctors should not give up too much hope. Moreover, martial arts are expensive but not too expensive. Just have one skill to defend yourself. If you are greedy, you will not be able to chew it hard."

"I understand below." Mo Qiu replied.

What Wang Laoer said makes sense, but unfortunately this principle applies to ordinary people, but it is not suitable for him.

As long as the system energy is sufficient, it takes almost no extra time for Mo Qiu to understand martial arts.

On the contrary, the more you learn, the more you save!

"Crack..."

When the door is opened, all kinds of boxes are first seen.

"There will be someone to take the medicinal materials. Doctor Mo will first choose some martial arts." Wang Lao Er stretched out his hand and pointed to the side:

"There are all on that bookshelf, what do you want to learn?"

The bookshelf is about eight feet high and has nine layers. The books placed on it are either thick or thin, so there are probably hundreds of them.

It seems that Heihu Hall has collected a lot of martial arts.

"Light skill!" Mo Qiu had a plan in his mind and immediately said:

"I don't want to hurt people, I just want to protect myself. I heard that light functions make people agile and have amazing speed. I want to choose a light skill to practice first."

"This..." Wang Lao Er opened his mouth and shook his head:

"I'm afraid it's disappointing Dr. Mo."

"What do you mean?" Mo Qiu frowned, subconsciously yelling that something was wrong:

“Not here?”

"It's true." Wang Lao Er spread his hands and said:

"Doctor Mo didn't know that light skills were indeed true, but true light skills can only be used in the acquired realm."

"As for why, it seems to be related to true qi, Wang doesn't know exactly what it is. What we who refine the body learn is called footwork, which relies on qi, blood, bones and flesh to exert force, which is different from light skills."

There is another saying that he did not say that the martial arts placed in the inner warehouse are all big-name goods, and the real exquisite ones are not here.

Maybe the Zhong family has light skills, but there is definitely not.

Mo Qiu was speechless, and he paused before nodding helplessly:

"Just step by step, I don't know what steps we have."

Wang Lao Er picked up a few books and handed them over:

"The dragonfly squints the water, the swallows squints the water three times, the grass flies, and the clouds jumps through the body..., these are all."

Mo Qiu took the maternal herb and flipped it around, and his face became less beautiful.

He is no longer a martial arts rookie, and even what he has learned in body-refining martial artists is extraordinary.

Not to mention advanced road players like Bengquan, dragon and snake power, sky character nine-shaped, and Tianluo Gong can be said to be outstanding in everything.

Even the Seven Star Step is also the footsteps of the Bai family's reputation.

Now, looking at these martial arts secrets, it can be called simple and far less than the Seven Star Steps.

"Brother Wang." Mo Qiu looked up with difficulty:

"Is there any... better?"

"Yes, but there is not much difference." Wang Lao Er shook his head slowly, and then flipped out a book from the bookshelf:

“This step is pretty good.”

Don't ask to take it, look down.

"First Sky"
To be continued...