I am a martial god, proving the way with a sword

Chapter 12
Along the way, Song Boyu was as fast as the wind and in a happy mood.

Not only did he eliminate the villains who were worried about him, but he also rescued the little beggars. He also gained gold and silver coins and a sum of cash and copper coins. He felt that his ideas were all clear.

Taking advantage of this good mood, Song Boyu flew over the eaves and walls while running the second level of the Boy's Kung Fu. Densely packed "flesh worms" appeared under his skin, and the muscles and bones all over his body rang together, making a rumbling thunderous sound.

The policeman who was patrolling the streets heard the voice and murmured: "Is it going to rain? I didn't bring an umbrella. I have to go back quickly!"

Song Boyu noticed the guard. He cautiously stopped and lay down on the fish-scale tiles on the roof, waiting for the footsteps to go away. As soon as he stood up, he heard the rumble of thunder and the pattering of water.

"It's really raining, so that's good! The rain will wash away the smell of blood, and the beggars won't be able to run around in heavy rain. At least they won't have to worry about it tonight."

The thunder of nature resonated wonderfully with the rumbling of Song Boyu's body. He felt that his plasma was like mercury, and his whole body was steaming with heat. Countless strands of life essence were growing in his body. They merged into trickles and poured in crazily. The mass of essence that swims in the internal organs.

Like hundreds of rivers flowing into a lake, the mass of essence expanded rapidly and was already as big as a thumb. The essence gathered together and never dispersed, which was very extraordinary.

“Tong Zi Gong, Ji Yin Yi Qigong and Tiger Shape Jin all have similar records. When the Qi gathers in the finger, it strengthens the internal organs. When the Qi stops, it separates into groups and warms the Yang internal organs.

Now we should guide this wandering mass of essence to stay in one organ, and differentiate into a mass of essence to stay here! "

Song Boyu wanted to scream, but he still held back. He was wearing night clothes and carrying a baggage, hoping that if someone noticed him, he would be extremely happy and sad.

The journey was fast, and before the heavy rain poured down, he finally climbed through the window and returned to his home.

Xiu Niang did not sleep. She knelt on the straw mat with her eyes closed, her hands clasped together, her expression pious, as if she was praying to the gods. Suddenly she heard the sound of opening the window, and she quickly opened her eyes.

When she saw that it was Song Boyu who had returned, most of the worry in her eyes disappeared. She stepped forward and asked in a low voice: "Brother, are you not injured? Are all those people dead?"

At this time, Su Yingning got up rubbing her sleepy eyes. When she saw the dark Song Boyu, she was startled and hugged Zhou Xiuniang tightly.

Song Boyu took off the mask of Hei Wuchang and said with a smile: "It's intact. As for those villains, they have all gone to see the Ten Pillars God."

Xiu Niang was a little scared and said: "Will the government people track us down? Even if they deserve to die, let's not take the risk, okay?"

Song Boyu sighed and touched Xiu Niang's silky hair:

“Those people who kill orphans and make profits deserve to die.

In addition, they want to take revenge on us, so they have no choice but to get rid of them first.

As for the government, they may inquire. After all, he arranged for beggars to keep an eye on him yesterday.

But don't worry too much, no one saw who killed those villains. "

Then Song Boyu took out a jade wrench from his pocket and handed it to Ying Ning, asking softly, "Is this the one you lost?"

Su Yingning let go of Xiu Niang's hand and took the finger, and put it under the candlelight, through the candlelight, there was a word Su on the finger.

Yingning's big eyes showed joy, and her little head nodded vigorously:

"That's right, Mom said that my father's surname is Su and his name is Qiancai. This is the finger ring passed down from my father's family. You can see this word under the light. Thank you, Brother Boyu! You are a good person."

Song Boyu, who was given the good guy card by the little girl, smiled and said, "In that case, put this ring away. Maybe you can meet your father one day in the future."

Xiu Niang volunteered at this time and said, "Yingning, let me help you sew the thumbnail on the inside of your clothes so that it won't be easily discovered or lost."

While the two little girls were busy, Song Boyu also began to sort out the harvest. The gold and silver utensils and jewelry reflected the brilliant color under the candlelight, which made people mesmerized.

Xiuniang and Yingning both opened their eyes wide and covered their mouths.

After a while, Zhou Xiuniang seemed to be overwhelmed by the shock, and asked in a low voice, "All these were found from the houses of those three thugs? How much are they worth?"

Song Boyu nodded: "These are estimated to be worth forty or fifty guan. I also found more than 20 taels of silver and gave some to the beggars. One tael of silver is normal money. In total, we got sixty guan!"

When Xiu Niang heard this, her voice trembled: "My brother gives me five hundred coins a month, which is six coins a year. It will take ten years to earn this money! How can these scoundrels exploit beggars and bully the neighbors to save such a fortune? It's really incredible …”

Song Boyu shook his head and said: "It shouldn't be calculated like this. Although I can earn [-] coins, my martial arts practice requires a lot of food and I need to eat hard. These [-] coins are very tight and I can hardly save them."

These three gangsters must have a lot of money for food and clothing on weekdays, and they can still save this money. They are all exploitative beggars and blackmailed neighbors. "

After listening to Song Boyu's words, Xiuniang thought it made sense. She gritted her teeth and said, "It's just like what the rapper beside the bridge sang, those who do good will suffer poverty and their life will be shortened, and those who do evil will enjoy wealth and longevity! Fortunately, my brother killed me them."

Su Yingning was also very happy at this time. She recalled the days when she was whipped and forced to fish for copper coins in the oil pan. She covered the scars on her hands and said in a childish voice: "Brother Boyu killed well. They should have died long ago, but they are enjoying themselves." It took them so many years to die, which is an advantage for them."

The three of them talked for a while with the same hatred, and Song Boyu finally said:
"These properties cannot be seen for the time being. Let's hide the silver and copper coins first, and use them slowly in the future. The gold and silver are soft, and we will find a way after the limelight passes.

You must remember not to speak out about what happened today, otherwise it will cause great disaster for the three of us! "

Although Xiuniang and Yingning are young, they have experienced many ups and downs. They understand the importance of the matter and both nod in agreement.

Together, the three of them lifted a few stone bricks from the ground, dug the soil with various tools, and then hid these belongings and Song Boyu's mask and night clothes in the ground, covered them with soil and bricks, and cleaned the house.

After finishing all this work, the three of them slept for a while, and when the cock crowed and got up, the rain was still falling.

After breakfast, Song Boyu put on his raincoat and walked towards the Yonghe Grain Store.

After some time, the rain cleared and the sky cleared, Xiuniang and Yingning also walked out of the room and started cleaning the yard.

Around noon, Wu Yang, Song Boyu's tall and strong classmate, found Xiuniang again, bowed and said, "Sister of the Song family, I don't know if I could talk to Boyu yesterday? My cousin is going to open a wing in the Cuiyu Tower tonight, please help." Boyu has some spiritual matters."

Only then did Xiu Niang remember that she was going to discuss the matter with Song Boyu yesterday, but he interrupted her and Ye Xingyi, who was about to kill someone in the middle of the night, actually forgot about it.

His cheeks were slightly red, and he said, "Brother Wu, I was busy cooking and cleaning yesterday, and I forgot about it. I'm really sorry."

Wu Yang chuckled and waved his big palm like a cattail leaf fan: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, everyone is busy and forgets sometimes. It just so happens that I have nothing to do tonight, so I will wait for Boyu here with the teacher and invite him to go to Cuiyu tomorrow night. building."

(End of this chapter)