Horizontal pushing martial arts: starting from the red alchemy bell jar

Chapter 6
Looking at the outstretched hand, Chu He was at a loss.

Did Han Zhong give him anything?

"Take it out quickly, I don't believe he didn't give it to you!" Liu Ci shouted loudly with her fair face twisted.

"Okay, I'll give it to you, what's the hurry!"

Chuhe cursed in a low voice, bending over as if looking for something.

Liu Ci's eyes showed eagerness, and he was about to lower his head to check Chuhe's waist, when suddenly a short stick swept across the air in his pupils, causing a shrill howl.

"Bastard!"

Liu Ci's face was gloomy and cold, and his eyes were burning.

Just as he was about to retreat, there was resistance from his wrist.

Chu He had long expected Liu Ci's next move, and the other hand grabbed his wrist tightly like iron clamps ahead of time.

hum-

It was useless to dodge back, Liu Ci's body surface was covered with golden light, and his right hand blocked the side of his face, and slammed into the attacking short stick.

There was a dull collision sound, followed by a pain like chopping meat in the right arm, and then an unmatched strength!

How is his strength so great! ?

Liu Ci's eyes were reddish, and she was extremely shocked, but when she raised her head, she met Chu He's cold eyes.

"Dog, what are you hiding? Don't you want something? I'll give it to you now!"

Chu He arched his back slightly, raised his foot and kicked fiercely, Liu Ci was not slow to react, and also kicked back.

boom!
The two stepped back together, each with footprints on their chests.

"Pfft!"

Chu He spat out a mouthful of blood and rubbed his chest, only to feel his internal organs rolling and uncomfortable as if they were put in a washing machine.

Liu Ci was not much better, his face was pale, and because he fell behind, he actually suffered a greater loss than Chuhe.

"Chuhe, you dare to do something to me!"

"If I were to face those monsters, maybe I would still be afraid, but you? Hehe, why wouldn't you dare to do it?"

The numb pain stimulated Chuhe's sensitive nerves even more. Instead of being afraid, he geared up and sprinted.

"You're asking for trouble!"

Seeing Chuhe rushing forward first, Liu Ci's eyes were red and his face was furious. A black line actually swam past his eye sockets.

clang!
The short stick came first, Liu Ci blasted out with his left hand, piercing the air, and the mixed red light made Chuhe feel bad.

The next moment, the sound of the gold and stone knocking suddenly sounded, and the short stick was thrown out of his hand. Chuhe felt his arms numb and trembling.

This guy has actually mastered the red line punch!
Liu Ci was fine on the surface, but he took a breath of air behind his back, how did this guy practice so hard!
To say the least, there is a difference of one hundred catties in strength!

No, why is Liu Ci a little weak?
On the other side, Chu He frowned. He was thinking of running away if he couldn't beat him, but Liu Ci didn't dare to do anything to him. Maybe because of this fight, the other party wouldn't dare to provoke him in the future.

Unexpectedly, Liu Ci has used the red line fist, and his strength is only tied with his own, so he is still afraid of a hammer?

"come!"

Chuhe roared provocatively and hit him with bare hands.

Liu Ci raised her brows upside down, burning with anger, an extremely strange sense of tyranny welled up in her heart, and killing intent flashed in her eyes.

He punched down with both fists and clashed with Chuhe's fist several times.

The pounding sound of punches exploded in the air, and after only a few breaths, Liu Ci unexpectedly fell into the disadvantaged position.

Why is this guy getting stronger and stronger! ?

Liu Ci's forehead was sweating, and for the first time there was a trace of panic.

The corner of Chu He's mouth slanted.

It can be seen that there is an obvious gap between the martial arts improved by modifiers and the martial arts breakthrough by meditation. In the future, this gap will become larger and larger, and even form an unimaginable gap.

"Damn! You wait for me!"

Suddenly, Liu Ci uttered a harsh word, stepped on his feet, a pit suddenly appeared, and the whole person flew out like a sharp arrow.

Chuhe wanted to chase after him, but Liu Ci's escape speed was really fast. After a few steps, he chased him and disappeared.

"Liu Ci's condition is not right."

Stopping, Chuhe looked at the direction where Liu Ci disappeared, recalling all kinds of abnormalities, he felt like a different person.

Either the things Han Zhong gave him were too precious, or he was really going crazy.

but……

Chu He fumbled for his chin, trying to search for memories.

Did Han Zhong really give himself anything?

Cross the main road of the village road and step into the lane at the entrance of the alley.

Chu He took a shortcut to return home. Halfway through the journey, a kick made of hemp rattan rolled to his feet.

"Hee hee, brother, can you kick him over?"

A little girl with sky braids stood in the deepest part of the alley, speaking crisply.

"okay……"

Chuhe agreed unexpectedly, but the next moment he suddenly covered his head, his face distorted.

The waking consciousness resists the submissive body.

"Brother, what's wrong with you?"

The little girl saw Chuhe bend down and resist patiently, and walked out from the depths of the alley.

"Go away!!"

Chuhe suddenly raised his head and shouted ferociously.

But in the next moment, he trembled all over and broke out in cold sweat.

At this moment, there is no shadow of the little girl in front of my eyes, and even the Cuju under my feet has disappeared like a cloud of smoke.

"Damn it, hell!"

Chuhe cursed angrily, and a haze rose in his heart.

He is now convinced that he is being targeted by ghosts!
"Xiao He, what happened, why are you yelling?"

A window at the corner on the left suddenly opened, with a wooden hairpin inserted, and the fat and bloated Aunt Li poked her head out.

Chuhe stared with wolf eyes and looked gloomyly.

But when it turned out that the other party was a living person, he immediately collected his voice, scratched his head and forced a smile: "Aunt Li is fine, but a dead mouse came from somewhere, which shocked me."

Aunt Li was startled by Chuhe's fierce gaze at first, wondering if she had read it wrong, and immediately teased: "Hey, you martial arts practitioners are still afraid of little things like mice?"

"I don't know about the others, but I just hate this kind of little thing hiding in the dark." Chu He laughed, and when he approached the corner, he found a few wisps of tobacco floating out of the window.

"Aunt Li, did you wash rice and cook so early?"

"What do you mean, whose family is lighting a fire at this time?" Aunt Li waved her hands, staggered her waist, revealing the scene inside the house: "We are worshiping the God of Earth."

Chu He followed the prestige, and his pupils suddenly shrank into needle eyes.

On the sacrificial table in the inner hall, there is a sculpture of an old land god with big legs. In the censer, a piece of black incense is burned, sparks are lit, and the shredded tobacco emitted is half as thick as a little finger.

As a result, the house was filled with smoke, and sandalwood filled the tip of the nose.

"Who gave you this sculpture, and this incense?"

Chuhe moved away from the window with a calm expression.

"Of course the village chief."

Seeing Chuhe's puzzled face, Aunt Li became very interested, and gossiped: "You don't know, do you? It’s already in the courtyard, you can directly worship at home.”

"But the smoke from the burning incense sent here is a bit strong, but it's okay. It smells not only not pungent, but also very pleasant, and I heard that it has the effect of concentrating on the mind. Hey, if you want me to say that there is such a good thing, It should have been brought out sooner."

Just as she was talking vigorously, Aunt Li turned her head to look and found that the audience who were listening had disappeared. She closed the window angrily: "This brat, he didn't even tell Aunt when he left."

Back in the back room, looking at the empty room, Aunt Li's expression darkened. She silently knelt in front of the statue of the God of Earth, clasped her hands, bowed her head and closed her eyes, muttering.

"Blessed by the God of the Land, I must conceive a child this year."

Subtle prayers echoed in the house, and the incense on the table slammed, and the shreds of tobacco scattered were as thick as a little finger.

The stone eyeballs of the God of Earth slowly turned, looking down at the praying woman below, with a strange black line swimming across his eyes.

(End of this chapter)