Chapter 45 Provocation!
“Yes.”
The disciples left.
Pan Mingzhong glanced at Zhang Lingshan with complicated eyes.
"Have you all gone far?" Hong Zhengdao asked.
"Going far."
"Close the door."
After the door was closed, Hong Zhengdao asked Zhang Lingshan to sit in front of him and asked: "I heard that the Hongying Martial Arts School came to see you. This is not a treatment that everyone has, why did you refuse them?"
Zhang Lingshan couldn't help but be surprised. He didn't expect that Hong Zhengdao even knew this. It can be seen that although he does not go out, he has his own channels for information.
No wonder he said that Zhao Qing has already found a way.
But since he knew everything, why did he bring up the matter of letting Zhao Qing marry Hong Wenjuan? Is it a test or...
His mind turned quickly and Zhang Lingshan said: "Hongying Martial Arts School is not sincere enough. If Zhao Hongying personally invited me to go, maybe I will go there.”
Hong Zhengdao was stunned for a moment, and then laughed: “Hahaha, you are interesting, I thought it was the first time I met you. It really appeals to my taste. How do you feel about the Blood Claw Hand? How many days will it take to get started?”
“If there is the same monster meat as today, I think it won’t take long to get started.” Zhang Lingshan. road.
Hong Zhengdao looked at him deeply: "We all know about monster meat. It seems that you also experienced something at Feng's Pharmacy. But you are wrong. What you eat here is not Monster meat.”
"What is that?" Zhang Lingshan blurted out.
Hong Zhengdao shook his head: "With your current strength, you can't eat more, and knowing more will not do you any good. But if you think the meat is useful, I can provide you with a meal in two days. "
"Thank you, Master."
"No thanks, just like I asked you to move into Hongwu Street, I also have requirements for you to practice the Blood Claw Hand to the beginning before the Lantern Festival. Can it be done?”
“Yes!”
"Very good. After you get started, I will ask Xiao Ming to be your sparring partner and try to make meat directly by the end of the first year. With your talent, as long as you work hard, it shouldn't be a problem."
"Yes, Master."
Zhang Lingshan was pleasantly surprised. It seemed that after his eldest disciple Zhao Qing left, Master Hong planned to help him take over. He would spare no effort to help him, hoping that he could speed up and catch up from behind.
Of course this is a good thing for yourself.
However, it will also make yourself the target of public criticism.
If a tree is beautiful in the forest, the wind will destroy it.
"Little mountain."
Hong Zhengdao suddenly looked serious and whispered: "Pan Mingzhong is petty and jealous. You have to be careful about him."
Zhang Lingshan was stunned.
Jealous?
He looked into Hong Zhengdao's deep eyes and found that he couldn't tell what this sturdy old man with thick eyebrows and big eyes was thinking.
But it is certain that the reason why he asked himself to be wary of Pan Mingzhong was definitely not due to jealousy.
"It's Master, I will be careful."
Zhang Lingshan agreed without guessing too much about Hong Zhengdao's thoughts.
He only knows that when his strength improves, he will naturally know what he needs to know. Instead of wasting time guessing, it is better to seize the time to practice.
"Okay, it's getting late. You should go home and rest. There are banknotes in the desk drawer. Take one and prepare some New Year's goods for your family when you go back and buy a good set of clothes. You are now my disciple, but It can't be as shabby as before."
"Yes."
Zhang Lingshan opened the drawer and saw a stack of one hundred taels of silver notes inside. He was surprised by Hong Zhengdao's wealth, and then he obeyed. After drawing one card, I resigned and closed the door.
He didn’t know.
Not long after he left, Hong Zhengdao quietly sat up from the bed, crossed his legs and held his breath, motionless.
Silently, the clothes on his body were wet with sweat, and then the steam from his body dried the clothes, and then they were wet with sweat again.
After repeating this dozens of times.
Suddenly, a subtle sound came out.
If you listen carefully, you will find that the sound comes from Hong Zhengdao's crippled right hand wrapped in white cloth.
It turned out that it was his right index finger that moved slightly.
"Hoo——!"
I saw Taoist Master Hong Zheng exhaling, as if he had completed a great event. His eyes were deep, and then he closed them silently and started the next round of practice.
......
On this side, Zhang Lingshan returned home and opened the panel.
Name: Zhang Lingshan
Martial arts: Blood Claw Hand (not yet started +), Wind Kick (Beginner), Dingfeng Stake (Beginner), Mountain Ax Technique (Beginner), Red Thread Fist (Xiao Cheng), Hunyuan Zheng Yang Stake (Perfect)
< br>Energy: 26
A thought.
The uninitiated sign behind Blood Claw's hand immediately flashed and changed into "Entered".
At this moment, an inexplicable throbbing came from my heart.
Zhang Lingshan felt his heart beating wildly, as if it was about to burst out, and lines of blood quickly spread from his chest.
Through the shoulders, to the elbows of the upper arms, then to the backs of the forearms, and finally to the tips of the ten fingers.
“Hiss!”
A heartbreaking pain hit him, his fingers connected to his heart, making Zhang Lingshan take a breath.
Then the blood line quickly retracted from the heart, and warm heat began to flow from the heart and spread to Zhang Lingshan's limbs and bones.
As the heat flow circulated, Zhang Lingshan found that his skin began to swell, as if something was growing under his skin.
He rubbed his skin with his hands.
As expected, new skin sprouted, and the outer layer turned into dirt, which he easily rubbed onto the ground.
"This is copper skin."
Zhang Lingshan felt something in his heart and scratched the skin with a knife, only to see that there was no trace left on his arm.
I made fists with both hands and felt the strength. I found that the increase was not big, probably less than a hundred kilograms of strength.
This is because his power has far exceeded the same level, so he thinks it is nothing, but if other people knew about it, their eyes would turn green with jealousy.
Is it still human to just casually gain a hundred pounds of strength?
Zhang Lingshan didn’t think so much and fell asleep contentedly.
The next day.
Early in the morning, he rushed to the Hong Family Martial Arts School and found Senior Brother Xu Liang.
Xu Liang said that he would stay at Hong's martial arts gym from now on, so Zhang Lingshan was naturally not polite and just happened to practice fighting with him.
Interestingly, Pan Mingzhong had the same thoughts as him, and also entangled Xu Liang.
So the three of them took turns playing each other.
You come and go, allowing Zhang Lingshan to gain a lot of combat experience. The skills he learned are slowly integrated into one, and his strength is improved in an orderly manner.
This day.
Zhang Lingshan came home from the martial arts gym and found that there was an extra person in the house.
He is a handsome young man.
It looks a little familiar and a little strange.
"Xiaofeng?"
Zhang Lingshan was stunned.
Isn’t my younger brother working as a book boy in the Jiang family in the inner city? Why are you back? The Jiang family is so nice, why do they even give them annual leave?
“Brother?”
Zhang Lingfeng was also stunned.
Is this strong man in front of me really my brother? We haven't seen each other for more than a year, and it's incredible that my brother has grown so strong.
"How did you come back? Don't you have to go after the Jiang family puts you back?" Zhang Lingshan asked curiously.
My younger brother said: "No, Master Jiang Shaobai saw that I was homesick, so he specially allowed me to go home for the New Year. It happened that the Jiang family was going to the ancestral hall to pay homage to their ancestors, and there was nothing wrong with me, so I came back. "
"It's good to be back."
Mother Zhang looked relieved and sighed: "It's a pity that your father is not here, otherwise we would be reunited as a family. This year is the biggest harvest year in many years.”
Everyone was filled with emotion.
The family was chatting while having dinner.
Zhang Lingshan said: "By the way, I asked Master Hong and got approval. I can pass on the boxing techniques from Hong's martial arts school to you. Do you want to learn them?"
"I Learn from me!" Zhang Lingyu shouted excitedly.
Zhang Lingfeng shook his head: "I won't learn martial arts anymore. It's useless to learn martial arts. The martial artists of the Jiang family are beaten black and blue every day. It's so pitiful."
"That's not a fight, it's probably a sparring match for the young master of the Jiang family. This is a common occurrence. Practicing martial arts without practicing fighting skills is just a fake move." Zhang Lingshan explained.
Zhang Lingfeng still shook his head: "In any case, this is not suitable for me. I am still suitable to accompany the young master to write, memorize poems and read Buddhist scriptures."
Zhang Lingshan was speechless. .
Not enough words to speculate.
However, it seems that Zhang Lingfeng's body is indeed on the thin side, not as stocky as his previous body, and he has a weak temperament, so if you don't want to learn, don't learn.
"In this way, mother and Xiaofeng, I will teach you Zhuang Kung Fu. You don't have to fight and kill to strengthen your body. If Xiaoyu is interested, then practice boxing like me."
"I will listen to you. "Mother Zhang smiled.
After dinner.
Zhang Lingshan pulled Zhang Lingfeng into the room, lit the oil lamp, and said: "How many words can you know as a book boy?"
"I know all the words."
"So powerful?"
Zhang Lingshan was excited and immediately said: "Then you teach me from the beginning."
"Okay." Zhang Lingfeng agreed immediately without saying a word.
Having been a book boy in the Jiang family for so long, he believes that reading is a basic skill that everyone should know. Since his brother wants to learn it, of course he must spare no effort to teach it.
So, in the next few days, Zhang Lingshan, apart from going to Hong's Martial Arts Hall to eat and practice, spent the rest of his time learning to read with his younger brother.
Originally, he felt that the characters in this world were very similar to the traditional Chinese characters in the previous life, but the glyphs were a little twisted and unpalatable.
But after being taught by Zhang Lingfeng, he quickly memorized these words one by one.
Slowly.
In the booklet he got from Fang Qiuyue, he could recognize 50% to 60% of the characters.
The reason why I didn’t let my younger brother read it was because I was worried that the things recorded in this booklet were unclear. If my younger brother was involved, it would be troublesome.
So we can only continue to learn to recognize characters until we recognize them all.
“Let’s set off the cannon!”
In the yard, Zhang Lingyu suddenly cheered.
I saw the fireworks in the inner city soaring high into the sky, exploding in all directions, dazzling.
Crackling.
Firecrackers sounded from every door everywhere.
New Year’s Eve ends in such joy.
It seems that the evil spirits were also scared away by the firecrackers, and the whole Jincheng passed the New Year's Eve seemingly peacefully and welcomed the arrival of the New Year.
“Brother Shan, something happened.”
The next day, Zhang Lingshan was still resting when he heard a disciple shouting outside the hospital.
Pushing open the courtyard door, he discovered that this was a homeless martial arts junior who was celebrating the Chinese New Year in the Hong Family Martial Arts School.
"What's wrong?" Zhang Lingshan asked.
Junior brother said: "This morning I opened the door and was about to clean. I saw Senior Brother Shi Lei stripped naked and hanging at the door of the martial arts hall. It said debt repayment. If you don't repay the money within three days, you will be punished next time. Brother Xu Liang also saw it and asked me to inform you to see Master Hong."
"Do you know who did it?"
"I don't know. .”
Zhang Lingshan didn't ask any more questions, knowing that this disciple's knowledge was very limited, so he changed his clothes and immediately rushed to Hong Zhengdao's place.
At this time.
All the senior brothers gathered together, and when they saw Zhang Lingshan coming, they all said hello.
The only senior sister, Hong Wenjuan, is also there.
It was only then that Zhang Lingshan saw his senior sister in person. She was a woman with a heroic spirit between her brows. She had no shortcomings except for her large frame.
"Okay, we're all here, let's talk about it. People have already arrived at our door. How do you think we should handle it?"
Hong Zhengdao asked slowly, without any emotion.
Wu Yuanqing, a swarthy man, shouted: "There's nothing to say. If we call, just answer the call. Whoever hangs up Shi Lei, I will hang him up too!"
"Then you Tell me who should be hung up?" Hong Zhengdao asked.
Wu Yuanqing was stunned, hesitating and unable to speak.
Hong Zhengdao snorted: "Reckless! You just scream here without knowing anything. Xu Liang, tell me what's going on."
"Yes. As far as I know, Junior Brother Shi Lei likes to gamble.
"Although he has not been to Sanjiang Casino recently, the money he owed from Sanjiang Casino has not been repaid. The IOU has his own fingerprints and is still in the hands of Sanjiang Casino.
“This time, the owner of the Sanjiang Gambling House came to his house in person, knocked him down and tied him up.
“The owner’s name is Chen Hui, and he is a top copper skinner. , has become famous recently, and is a famous genius character of the Dajiang Gang. This time he comes to challenge us on behalf of the Dajiang Gang. ”
Xu Liang presented the investigation results one by one.
In this short period of time, Zhang Lingshan could not help but admire the fact that he was being recruited by the Hongying Martial Arts School. Could it be that Xu Liang investigated it?
"Now that we know who it is, let's beat him!" Wu Yuanqing shouted excitedly and was about to rush out.
“Come back!”
Hong Zhengdao scolded: “You are just a meat refiner, but you bully others into a skin grinder. If you tell me, won’t you ruin the reputation of my Hong Family Martial Arts School?”< br>
"What should we do?" Wu Yuanqing scratched his head.
Hong Zhengdao was too lazy to pay attention to him, looked at Zhang Lingshan and Pan Mingzhong and said: "Since the other party is sending out the skin-grinding realm, it is natural for you two to fight. Are you confident?"
"Yes!"
Pan Mingzhong immediately shouted, followed closely by Zhang Lingshan.
Hong Zhengdao nodded: "Very good, this is the momentum. Then you two will discuss and see who will appear."
Pan Mingzhong glanced at Zhang Lingshan.
Zhang Lingshan made a request: "You are senior brother, you come first."
Pan Mingzhong coughed and said loudly: "Little Chen Hui is just a kid raised by Dajiang. A dog is not a character at all.
"Originally, as the fifth senior brother, I should have taken action, but I was happy on New Year's Eve yesterday, drank too much and had a bad stomach, and I was really low on energy.
“So this kind of good performance can only be given to Junior Brother Shan.”
He is righteous and strict in his words.
Everyone: "..."
(End of this chapter)