Uncle Jiu refuses to accept disciples, I realize the practice method by myself

Chapter 12 Sending the Coffin to Ren's Mansion, Showing His Power with Bare Hands
Time flies, and it is the third day that Master Ren was unearthed.

It's still early.

Zhao Ying was practicing double hammers in the courtyard, and suddenly heard the loud sound of gongs on the street, sometimes far away and now near.

It seemed that someone was beating a gong and running back and forth.

"There is a murder case in Ren's residence."

"There is a murder case in Ren's residence."

The footsteps on the street are messy and people's voices are noisy.As the sound of the gong faded away, the noisy human voice completely boiled up.

"Go and see."

"Who is dead? Go, have a look."

"Go together."

Zhao Ying listened intently for a while, but didn't go out to see it, and continued to dance the double hammers in the courtyard.With the help of the supernatural powers residing in Mrs. Ren's body, he already knew the trajectory of Mrs. Ren's movement.

Last night, when Old Master Ren broke open the coffin, Zhao Ying noticed that the distance between himself and the consciousness of separation was constantly shrinking.

In other words, Mrs. Ren is constantly moving.

"Ren Fa is dead, and the corpse will change tonight. The old man Ren will also be severely injured by the master and apprentice of the ninth uncle tonight, and he will hide in the cave to heal his wounds. The time for me to start is tomorrow. I will keep all the secrets in him Before everything is resolved, he must not be allowed to roam around the town."

boom.

boom.

The hammer wind bursts, like thunder.There were repeated explosions in the courtyard, and the momentum was extremely overwhelming.

bang bang.

Three quarters of an hour later, his door was smashed.

The sound of knocking on the door was urgent and heavy, as if someone was in a hurry.

"Who is it? Here it is."

Zhao Ying put down his hammers and went to open the shop door. An old man with a long face in a gray robe caught his eyes.

It was the steward of Ren's mansion who came to buy a coffin for Old Master Ren six days ago.

"Boss Zhao, my master was murdered strangely last night, please help me choose a longevity treasure, incense wax paper money ingot, etc., and send it to the Ren residence as soon as possible."

"The price will be settled when the Ren Mansion arrives."

Before Zhao Ying greeted him, the butler rushed to explain his intention.

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Zhao Ying to answer, she walked away quickly with a worried expression on her face.

The elegance of the past is completely gone.

Zhao Ying looked at his back, and after a moment of confusion, she finally came to her senses.

"I'm really confused. They didn't know that Mr. Ren was killed by Mr. Ren who turned into a zombie, so how could they use the coffin ordered for Mr. Ren!" Zhao Ying thought to himself.

Not bad.

Another credit came in.

He quickly let go of his doubts, closed the door, entered the room, and chose a peach wood coffin.

He carried the peach wood coffin by the waist and over his head to the backyard, put it on the cart, took a piece of incense wax paper money, pulled up the cart and went out from the courtyard gate.

Usually, he would need to pay someone to help him do this, but now he has a lot of strength, and his strength alone is enough to carry the coffin.

He pulled up the cart and went straight to the street. The dead people's supplies on the cart attracted many people on the side of the road to stare at him.However, looking at the direction he was going, everyone suddenly realized.

There was a murder case in the Ren's mansion, and the people on this street would naturally not know about it after the previous rounds of beating the gong to publicize it.

There were a lot of spectators.

The Ren Mansion is located on the most prosperous street in the town. One-third of the shops on that street belong to the Ren family, and most of the rest belong to several other wealthy gentry in the town.

Renjia Town is a big town, although there is a large gathering every three days, it is not deserted at ordinary times.The doors of all the shops are open, there are stalls for drinking morning tea, various daily necessities shops, and Western-style pastry shops...

There was even a brothel.

Two quarters of an hour later, Zhao Ying arrived in front of Ren's mansion.

At this time, a group of people stretching their necks to watch the excitement surrounded the gate of Ren Mansion.

"Excuse me."

"Let me send Shoubao in."

Zhao Ying kept yelling, and the crowd slowly parted. The space left was just enough for him to pull the cart.

After finally entering the gate of the courtyard, there are still a group of spectators gathered inside.

All roads are blocked.

The crowd was silent, as if they were completely unaware of the movement at the gate, and all of them listened carefully to the dispute coming from the main entrance lobby.

Zhao Ying listened patiently for a while, and figured out what was going on.

The person arguing in the lobby was Uncle Jiu and Master Ren's nephew, the captain of Renjia Town's security team - Ah Wei.

The cause of the incident was the cause of the death of the two masters, and there was a disagreement.

Mr. Ren's nephew, A Wei, is a complete fool, and the case is solved purely on speculation. There is no basis for saying that Mr. Ren was shot to death.After Uncle Jiu retorted, he changed his words and said that Master Ren was killed by a martial arts master with a dart.

The two argued for a long time, and finally Ah Wei asked Uncle Jiu to explain the cause of death.Seeing the mystery of the wound, Uncle Jiu asserted that Master Ren was stabbed to death with his nails, and even used his own hand to gesture in front of Ah Wei.

However, his words and deeds directly trapped himself in it.

It was because he himself had five long nails, and he said that he was stabbed to death by his nails.Taking advantage of the trend, Awei regarded him as the biggest suspect.

suddenly.

The crowd was surging.

Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai squeezed in from the courtyard gate.The two looked anxious, even Zhao Ying, an acquaintance who was close at hand, turned a blind eye and squeezed their heads into the lobby, causing a commotion.

little time.

There were a few arguments in the lobby, and after a while, the crowd separated, and two security personnel with guns on their backs walked out with Uncle Jiu.

Wen Cai and Qiu Sheng followed behind.

As soon as the crowd divided, Zhao Ying who was pulling the cart was exposed.

Standing alone in the middle of the aisle, pulling a cart of funeral supplies, he looked very conspicuous.

Uncle Jiu saw him at a glance, and when his eyes fell on him, he was suddenly taken aback, with a look of surprise floating on his face.

He suddenly turned his head and said a few words to the two security guards on the left and right. After getting nods from both sides, he took Wencai Qiusheng and strode towards Zhao Ying.

"Uncle Nine..."

Zhao Ying opened his mouth to say hello.

Uncle Jiu shook his head, grabbed his arm, and pulled him to the left side of the compound.

The four of them gathered in a corner of the compound, Uncle Jiu looked at Zhao Ying with burning eyes, with a look of surprise on his face.

"The energy penetrates directly to the sky, and the energy and blood are like a furnace. This is obviously the atmosphere that can only be obtained when one's kung fu is practiced to the extreme."

"Weird! There was no such enthusiasm a month ago, how could it be possible to improve so much in just a month?"

Ninth Uncle's eyebrows gathered together, and he opened his mouth and asked, "Xiao Zhao, have you reached the realm of a boxing master?"

He seemed to be asking, but his expression was extremely determined.

Zhao Ying understood the look, knowing that she couldn't hide it from the other party, she nodded immediately.

"Uncle Jiu... how do you know?"

"What? Have you really practiced your boxing and kicking skills to the level of a master?" Qiu Sheng exclaimed, with a look of envy already on his face.

He has practiced martial arts for many years, so he naturally understands the difficulty of this step.

Boxing Kung Fu, also known as martial arts.

At this time, there is no such thing as "national art".

The practice realm of martial arts is different due to the different boxing forms and concepts, and the application is different, and each school also has its own name.

No one has yet raised the idea of ​​light, darkness, and transformation.

The difference between strength and strength also stops at rigidity and softness.

However, when a person who practices martial arts can reveal the spirit of the sky, and his blood is as strong as fire, they all have a common title-martial arts master.

At this time, Uncle Jiu said: "My Maoshan Taoist sect hopes for the art of qi. Your energy is so strong that it penetrates the sky. Even if I don't want to find it... it will be very difficult."

"It must be that you have just become a fire, and your energy is still not completely restrained. If you are deep enough, you can completely restrain your body, and don't pump your blood, I won't be able to find it."

"I see."

Zhao Ying looked suddenly enlightened.

Secretly, but inexplicably relieved.

As long as it can't be seen casually, this feeling of being seen through at a glance is simply terrible.

In fact, it's not that he's not hot enough to hide his blood and essence.Instead, he has been using his mind to transfer blood to stimulate qi and blood, warm and nourish internal organs, muscles, bones and flesh.

This is a kind of internal refining and Chinese refining.

Generating energy and blood slowly, it does not consume much energy, and there will be no violent reaction of martial arts to strengthen the body.

It is the technique of keeping one's health.

However, although Wen Lian was gentle, his qi and blood surged in a real way, so it's no wonder that Uncle Jiu saw the root of it.

"Xiao Zhao, do I need your help?" Suddenly, Uncle Jiu said in a deep voice.

He had a serious face, and there seemed to be anxiety on his deeply furrowed brows.

Zhao Ying was startled when he heard this.

But soon he realized that Uncle Jiu would ask him for help in this situation.

Old Mrs. Ren has turned into a zombie, and Mr. Ren's dead body has poisoned his heart. He will turn into a zombie at night, and Uncle Nine is in prison, unable to take care of the Ren family.

"Nine times out of ten, it's because I'm afraid Wencai won't be able to protect Ren Tingting, and she wants me to help." Zhao Ying secretly said.

"Alright, let's go through the motions. Old Master Ren will face Uncle Jiu tonight. If things change, I'll be here, and maybe Old Master Ren will have another way out."

He remembered very clearly that in the plot, if it wasn't for the members of the security team who suddenly fired sniper guns to block Uncle Jiu and Qiu Sheng's path, Mrs. Ren might not have been able to escape from Ren's mansion.

Zhao Ying immediately said: "Ninth Uncle, but it's okay to say, if you can help, Zhao Ying is obliged."

"Okay." Uncle Jiu's complexion suddenly became brighter.

"To make a long story short, Old Master Ren who was buried in the coffin has turned into a zombie, and Master Ren was killed by him. The zombie was born to absorb the blood of blood relatives to evolve, and when Master Ren is killed, it will be Ren Tingting's turn next.

I need you to protect Ren Tingting tonight, and you must not let Mrs. Ren suck her blood..."

Uncle Jiu's tone suddenly became serious: "Once Old Master Ren finishes sucking the blood of his blood relatives, he will evolve into a frightening flying zombie. At that time... the entire Renjia Town... I am afraid that there will be no more living things."

"Uncle Jiu, don't worry, I will try my best."

"It's just... I've never fought against zombies before, I don't know the abilities of zombies, and I can't guarantee that I will be safe."

Zhao Ying wanted to gain some benefits.

Hearing this, Uncle Jiu pondered for a moment, then turned to Wen Cai and said, "Go back and show Xiao Zhao my zombie atlas. Remember, you must protect Ren Tingting tonight."

At this time, a rather arrogant voice came.

"What are you doing there? Could it be that you want to tell your friends to run away?"

While talking, a young man wearing a security team uniform, holding a bastard box in his hand, and wearing round eyes walked over in a grandiose manner.

This person was slightly fat, and looked a little foolish, but those small eyes were full of treachery.He sways left and right when he walks, exuding a majestic air.

Uncle Jiu turned his head and said calmly: "Boss Zhao is here to deliver birthday materials to the Ren family. When did he become my accomplice?"

"It's not your accomplice, what are you going to say to the criminal?"

The man cast his eyes at Zhao Ying indifferently, pointed his finger with the gun, and said unceremoniously: "Say, what is your relationship with him? Did my cousin's murder be caused by you?"

After all, Renjia Town is not a small town. Although Zhao Ying knows that this person is Awei, the captain of the security team, he has never had any interaction with him in this life.

"Captain Awei, keep your hands steady, this thing is not a joke." Zhao Ying frowned, and a pair of sharp eyes grew cold.

He was a brave man, now that he is skilled in martial arts, he may not be unqualified to travel the world, and he would be afraid of a mere foreign gun.

Not to mention such a short distance, even if it was farther away, before Awei shot, he could dodge and grab the gun, and punch him to death by the way.

The only concern is the other members of the security team.After all, the entire security team has more than [-] guns, and his current physical body can't hold the bullets.

"Hey, the kid is quite arrogant, the captain still needs you to teach me how to do things?"

Awei had a domineering face, and raised his hand to put the gun on Zhao Ying's forehead.

Snapped.

Just heard a crisp sound out of thin air.

Awei suddenly felt an inexplicable pain in the back of the hand holding the gun, the muscles and bones of his five fingers suddenly became soft as mud, and his hands were inexplicably empty.

"Ouch."

The pain passed through his mind, and Ah Wei suddenly let out a scream. Immediately, he saw a short black tube magnified in front of his eyes.

This is...the barrel.

As soon as he had this thought, he felt a chill on his forehead for no reason.The chill spread instantly, and even spread to the back.

"Is it fun?" At this moment, a cold voice blew into my ears like a cold wind.

Awei's consciousness instantly recovered.

Then he saw that the barrel of a bastard box was straight on his forehead.

The gun is your own gun.

But in the hands of others.

The person holding the gun is the one who makes himself more careful.

Awei couldn't believe that his own gun would somehow get into someone else's hands.

The person who should have been pointed at by himself with a gun is now pointed at himself with his own gun.

But the sharp pain on the back of his hand and the chill on his forehead all told him that this was an undeniable fact.

Awei's complexion suddenly collapsed, wanting to cry but no tears.

"No, no... fun."

At this time, the crowd watching from afar and the members of the security team seemed to be dumbfounded, and they didn't come back to their senses for a long time.

They were also as inexplicable as Awei, and they didn't find out why the gun in Awei's hand ran into the opponent's hand at all.

"Then let me show you something fun."

Zhao Ying took back the bastard box, held the gun barrel in one hand and the butt in the other, and tried to break it. Under the astonished eyes of everyone, the straight gun barrel was directly bent to [-] degrees.

Immediately, he took Awei's hand and put the useless gun in his hand.

"Take it."

"Forehead."

Awei struggled to squeeze out a word from his throat.

Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai, who were also at the side, were so surprised that they couldn't keep their mouths open for a long time.

The unsmiling Uncle Jiu showed a pleasant smile at this time.

At this time.

The steward of Ren Fu came out from the crowd.Walking this way, he said repeatedly: "Master Wei misunderstood... Misunderstood, Boss Zhao is here to give the master birthday gifts."

While speaking, he kept looking at Zhao Ying from the corner of his eye, and couldn't hide the horror in his eyes, as if he couldn't believe it.

He was also a witness to this incident, and he had already squeezed out of the lobby when there was a conflict in the courtyard.It's just that it happened before he could say anything.

Awei didn't answer, his face was bitter, he stared blankly at the useless gun in his hand, unable to recover.

The atmosphere fell into silence for a while.

Uncle Jiu glanced left and right, walked up to the housekeeper Ren and said, "Butler Ren, please take a step to speak."

Steward Ren saw that Ah Wei hadn't moved for a while, knowing that he was out of his mind and unable to start a conflict for the time being, so he nodded and followed Uncle Jiu to the side.

Zhao Ying didn't care about their movements, Uncle Nine and the others were talking about the old man Ren and asking him to protect Ren Tingting.

Taking advantage of Uncle Jiu's absence, Zhao Ying stretched her neck and whispered in Awei's ear: "I don't want to mess with you, and you'd better not mess with me either. If you end up with a deep hatred, then you'd better keep your eyes open for the rest of your life." sleep."

The cold voice is like a blade.

"what!"

Awei exclaimed subconsciously, then shut his mouth suddenly.

He acted as if he hadn't heard anything, and looked around, not daring to meet Zhao Ying.Pretending to look around, seeing pairs of eyes looking straight at this side, he burst out laughing.

"Ha ha ha ha."

"Boss Zhao and I are old acquaintances, just kidding, what are you looking at? It's gone... It's gone."

Ah Wei took three steps and made two steps at the same time, holding the waste gun and walking away from Zhao Ying as if fleeing.He rushed to the crowd and waved his hands to drive away the crowd.

"Li Hu, what are you doing to eat? Hurry up and drive these people out, blocking the way, how can Boss Zhao send my uncle's birthday materials?"

"And you, Wang San, don't take someone to carry my cousin out. When the real murderer pleads guilty, I can send my uncle back as soon as possible, so that he can rest in peace."

A group of people, like wolves and tigers, drove the crowd out of the door in twos and twos, and Ah Wei shouted loudly to Uncle Jiu again: "Have you finished talking? Come here quickly when you are finished, the captain is in a hurry to go back to the yamen Woolen cloth."

His eyes were stunned and he didn't look at Zhao Ying again.

Soon, Uncle Jiu and Butler Ren walked over.

Uncle Jiu walked towards Qiu Sheng and the others, stopped and said, "Remember what I told you, don't make any mistakes."

After finishing speaking, he strode towards Awei.

At this time.

Zhao Ying's voice sounded from behind: "Uncle Jiu, what about Xishan...?"

(End of this chapter)