In the alley, there was a plop...the last rogue fell to the ground like a dead dog.
A tall young man with a slim waist and a slender figure took a step back, glared at the rogue and asked, "Who else is instigating you?"
Of the three scoundrels, two were frothing at the mouth and fell to the ground unconscious. The last one was the unlucky guy whose shoulder was scratched by his brother's crooked scoundrel's hand!
The rogue spit out a few teeth and wailed in reply: "My dear, have mercy on me. It's all the work done by Sabo'er. I just follow him to get some wine and meat to gratify his mouth... I only know that it was the steward of Chunfeng Tower who did it."
For five guan of money, he said he was going to destroy that little turtle!"
A trace of hesitation flashed in Lin Chong's eyes, and he kicked the guy and cursed: "Go away, don't let me see you again in Bianliang!"
The rogue covered his bloody mouth and kowtowed, then ran away with a lot of thanks.
Song Wen walked out of the corner of the alley and sighed: "Thank you for your hard work, dear brother!"
Lin Chong shook his head: "Brother Wen, don't stay in this dirty brothel place any longer. I'll go back and talk to Master Zhou Tong... and ask him to find a way to get your contract back. Even if you leave Bianliang, it will be worse than staying here.
It’s much better to be in a place where people are angry!”
Song Wen smiled and said softly: "Brother, this is the way of the world! Don't mention that there is a girl in Zixuan Tower who was my childhood sweetheart who saved my life... Even if I leave Zixuan Tower, won't I be punished for being poor and lowly?
Bullying? It's the same... I have no ability or status, and I will be controlled by others wherever I go! In this world, you must have strength..."
Lin Chong sighed... "Uncle Li Yan said that there is a tiger in your heart. I don't know what the tiger in your heart is... but I think Brother Wen still needs to get back in shape as soon as possible, and then learn some martial arts to get close to him!"
Song Wen patted the medicine bottle on his chest: "One pill each day. I feel like I've grown up after taking it these past few days! Let's go, let's go see Uncle Li Yan..."
The two people left the city and headed straight for the deserted house. As a result, they met another young man, An Daoquan, at the intersection outside the deserted house.
Song Wen was a little surprised: "Brother Quan! Why are you walking outside by yourself? What should you do if you encounter a bad person?"
An Daoquan frowned: "Aren't you walking outside too?"
"Lin Chong has ordinary martial arts skills and is no match for seven or eight people. I also grew up struggling in the market, so I don't care about this."
An Daoquan replied stubbornly: "Then I don't care about that. Besides... I have been practicing martial arts since I was a child. Although I will definitely not be able to beat Brother Lin, Brother Wen is not my opponent!"
Song Wen rolled his eyes and asked helplessly: "Where is your grandfather, Mr. An? Did he go to the house to have a drink with Uncle Li Yan?"
"No, grandpa went to the Daxiangguo Temple and said he wanted to take shochu to kill Zen Master Zhitong to avenge him... I came over to see how Brother Wen's body is doing."
Song Wendao: "Thank you for your concern, dear brother. It's okay, very good!"
"Your energy and blood are blocked, you seem to have been injured? What's going on?"
"It's all settled. It's okay. I'm taking the pills on time! By the way, is the old gentleman's liquor enough? Do you want me to send him a few more bottles?"
An Daoquan shook his head: "No need, uncle Li Yan brought a dozen bottles of shochu to grandpa, which should be enough for grandpa and Zen Master Zhitong to drink..."
"I'll wipe it! A dozen bottles? One old man and one old monk? This is life-threatening!"
An Daoquan smiled: "It's okay, I have my hangover medicine!"
Song Wen expressed doubts about this...even the fair-weather monks of later generations, I'm afraid none of them can blow ten bottles of Erguotou, right? Even if it is diluted by blending, it is still dangerous!
Lin Chong said softly: "Uncle Li Yan drank more than ten bottles, and now there are still more than fifty bottles left!"
"This old drunkard is dying. His injuries haven't healed yet... He can drink him to death!"
After entering the deserted house, Li Yan and Song Wen carefully discussed the details and taboos of selling spirits. In fact, Song Wen's chosen partner was Ping Niang!
This woman has a delicate mind and is highly skilled in martial arts. Ordinary playboys would not dare to provoke her. If she wins, she will be embarrassed, and if she loses, she will be embarrassed by her ancestors... In addition, after Ping Niang and Zhao Shenyan were both officials, in Bianliang, Tokyo
There is still some strength among the second-generation subordinate officials.
As for roping in Gao Yanei, it was also part of Song Wen's plan. Although the timing was helpless and a bit hasty, Song Wen would never simply trust any party! Including Ping Niang... all parties check and balance each other, which is only possible in this wine shop.
His living space!
An Daoquan checked Song Wen's wound, and changed some golden sore medicine before bandaging it. Li Yan tilted her head and began to bury Song Wen... "Tsk, tsk, ugh... With such virtue, he still has to do something grand and grand."
!Two unscrupulous scoundrels chased you to the sky and made you pee on the ground. If this is a real practitioner...you still have to kneel down and kowtow?"
Song Wen covered his shoulders and said: "Is it embarrassing to kneel down and kowtow? A gentleman's revenge is never too late in ten years. Isn't Han Xin's crotch humiliation also a good story for the ages?"
"Forget it, I can't defeat you! Chong brother, let him play a set of five animals!"
It was Lin Chong who taught Song Wen Wuqinxi. Although he learned it very quickly, Song Wen was never very proficient in playing, and his breathing techniques were also stumbling.
As soon as she saw Song Wen's slow and turtle-like movements, Li Yan started to curse... "Look, the little turtle can do the turtle fist... he is as slow as a maggot. I want to punch him when I see him."
Give me a break! Can't you go faster?"
Lin Chong frowned and said nothing, but An Daoquan seemed to have some clues... "Brother Wen, why do you wrap your arms around each other when you finish some of your movements?"
Song Wen, who had practiced Tai Chi a little in his previous life, replied: "I think my master once practiced such slow boxing techniques, but I didn't learn them all, I only remembered them roughly! I also forgot all the breathing techniques..."
An Daoquan turned around and said to Li Yan: "Uncle Li, the boxing technique that Brother Wen mixed in Wu Qinxi must be the internal boxing! It's just that he lost the method of breathing and exhaling, so it looks nondescript. But if this boxing technique is
Combined with the Qi Guiding Technique, I’m afraid it’s also a unique skill!”
Li Yan asked Song Wen to do a set of Tai Chi directly and nodded... "It's really interesting. It seems to have the charm of Taoism in it. This master is probably a real Taoist who is playing in the mortal world... It's a pity, it's a pity.
! This guy didn’t learn any real skills, but instead learned the tricks of a brothel, brewing, and cooking... Do you think this guy deserves a good beating?"
An Daoquan enthusiastically learned a rough outline of the Tai Chi routines and postures from Song Wen, saying that he would go back to his grandfather to find the masters of the internal boxing to study it... and that this health-preserving boxing method would not be buried in the future.
Li Yan thought for a long time and said to Song Wen: "You are too weak to practice martial arts. But how can you not have any way to defend yourself in this world? Do you have any hidden skills?
"
Song Wen thought for a while and started to take out things from his arms...a small dagger, a few iron nails, and a pack of quicklime...a breast goggle, and a pack of laxatives!
Li Yan was about to cry but had no tears... "What the hell...even the most shameless scoundrel wouldn't walk around like this! This is too despicable..."
Song Wen curled his lips: "Surviving is victory, no matter what method he uses!"
An Daoquan thought for a while and said softly: "Actually, the Tuan Shen Jin passed down in my family is suitable for Brother Wen to practice, but the method is not taught lightly, and grandpa seems to be a little worried. But... Brother Wen took this unknown family member
The boxing has been passed down to me, so it’s not too much for me to give back the family’s boxing skills to you!”
Li Yan's eyes lit up: "Tuan Shen Jin? It seems to have something to do with the Buddhist tendon rubbing technique, right?... Brat, you won't lose on this deal!"
Since the two were exchanging skills, there was no red tape. An Daoquan taught Song Wen the twelve-way boxing technique of Tuan Shen Jin one by one. In addition, he also quietly taught the breathing technique of the internal boxing.
Lin Chong and Li Yan naturally stepped aside... This is the rule of the world. The moves are not hidden, but the essence cannot be easily revealed.