Waste phase tracking handwriting

Chapter 112 Chishui Capital
We walked non-stop all the way through the snow-capped mountains and arrived at Chishui City.The horses walked around the White Rock Desert. Although they didn't go in, they were still very tired.

Ji Pu jumped off the horse first and led the horse to feed it water.

Gou Yue was afraid that it would be inconvenient for the two of them to walk. Chishui City was already close to Ruozhi and there were many fewer Yan people. Moreover, the Ruozhi people hated the Yan people even more than they hated the Chu people.On the way, she used the art of disguise to quietly change their appearance.

When we arrived at Chishui City, there was no snow at all. Although winter was not over yet and early spring had not yet arrived, the days here were not wet or cold.

The three of them took their luggage and settled in an inn.

On a broken cart on the street, spread with messy hay, there was an old beggar with gray hair covering his face with a bamboo hat, basking in the sun.

While he was sunbathing, a basin of dirty water was suddenly poured over his head, making the old man wet all over. He did not move his position and continued to doze half-relying on the trolley, as if there was no one there.

Ji Pu looked at it for a while and couldn't bear it. He took out a piece of clean clothes from the bag and gave it to him, and put a banknote in the bag.

As he walked over, the old man sat up and stared at him.

This man's face was really scary. It was full of tumors. There were cuts all over his face. The areas that had not healed properly were all covered with tumors. There was no visible part of his face. Ji Pu was also shocked by his face. He almost dropped his clothes to the ground.

The old beggar stretched out a hand.

Ji Pu thought he wanted clothes and handed them to him.

He shook his head.

Gou Yue was worried that there was something strange about this man and stepped forward to persuade Ji Pu, "He has a knife wound on his face. Look at the old wounds on his arms. They are also knife wounds. He might be a vicious gangster."

The old man was a little impatient and stretched out his hand.

Ji Pu didn't understand, "What do you want?"

But Gou Yue knew it in her heart. She put the banknotes in his clothes into the old man's dirty hands and said, "Respect."

"You're still smart."

She stepped forward and handed it over, and suddenly felt a strong force grabbing her wrist tightly. Gou Yue hurriedly pushed Ji Pu back and told him to stay away.

She reacted quickly, turned her palm outward, and an internal force collided with the internal force in his palm. With a turn of her arm, she was freed from his shackles like a swimming fish.

"Good boy." The old man said, throwing the bamboo hat far away, just in the direction of Wen Yuanzhi, who was standing in the distance watching the show.

With quick eyes and quick hands, Ji Pu flew to kick away the bamboo hat and protect Wen Yuan in front of him. "I'm destined to meet you. I'll give you some tips." The old man said.

Gou Yue didn't dare to relax. She saw him taking a handful of hay from the cart behind him, and it shook suddenly. The handful of hay had already touched Gou Yue's shoulder, and she dodged to avoid it.

The handful of hay was like a whisk in his hand. Even when the storm hit her, she was not timid. She did not slow down, and each move was better than the last.

After ten moves, she used all her skills to catch his moves with great difficulty. She saw that he changed his moves even more, and she could see the shadow of her own fists and kicks in them. It seemed that he was using them to deal with her while learning, and also used them. The other body used it so cleverly.

Gou Yue secretly scolded Ji Pu in her heart for being a troublemaker and meddling in other people's affairs while away from home.

If she hadn't been distracted from cursing, she would have turned around and started scolding Ji Pu now, but she definitely wouldn't dare to scold the old man in front of her.

Not long after, Gou Yue was so suppressed by him that she had to use Chang Ning.

The handful of hay in his hand flicked faster. Gou Yue slowed down, and a handful of twigs from the hay came out, making a small cut on her chin.

Ji Pu had seen Murong Wen's moves, and among Liangzhu, he was the fastest in swordsmanship, but Gou Yue could still fight him with several moves when her inner strength could not flow out. Now that she had learned how to mobilize her inner strength, she could not He only has the power to parry, and has no room to fight back.

After fighting fiercely for a stick of incense, Gou Yue was already covered in sweat. His offensive continued unabated, and a bunch of hay went straight towards Gou Yue's throat. Gou Yue hurriedly blocked it with his sword, and heard the bunch of hay hitting the sword. The sound of grass and trees actually made the sound of metal and stone, so horrified that Gou Yue couldn't recover for a long time.

The old beggar seemed to be tired of playing. He threw away the handful of grass, patted the grass blades on his body, yawned and walked away.

Gou Yue sheathed her sword and returned to Wen Yuanzhi and Ji Pu, "What a weirdo."

Wen Yuanzhi saw that he had no murderous intention, "What did you think he wanted to do just now?"

"It seems to be testing my skills."

"I feel so too."

Ji Pu responded, "It must be, otherwise that senior's martial arts would have knocked you down."

"You also said that if you hadn't provoked him, he would have fought with me?"

"This is an opportunity for you to practice. Don't you be ignorant?"

She was so angry, "If he had murderous intentions, you wouldn't be able to see me now."

(End of this chapter)