Zhutian: My skills are not serious

Chapter 104 Cheng Yaojia: Chongshi is a fine tradition

Another seven days passed.

Niujia Village, Qusan Tavern.

Cheng Yaojia couldn't help but marvel at the various rare calligraphy and paintings in the secret room.

There was no movement after Chu Pingsheng brought Huang Rong into the kitchen. She had been wondering how someone could be hidden in the kitchen.

I didn't know until today that there was a secret room down there.

"I didn't expect there are so many valuable things here."

Chu Pingsheng said: "This was stolen by Qu Lingfeng from Lin'an Palace in order to please his master Huang Yaoshi."

Cheng Yaojia touched the Tang Dynasty porcelain on the shelf and unfolded a painting: "It's actually Wu Daozi's picture of sending a son to the Heavenly King. It can be worth a lot of money."

Her family ran a pawn shop, so she knew the value of calligraphy, paintings and antiques.

She unfolded another calligraphy and painting, looked at it twice and thought it was ordinary.

"Hey, this painting...isn't it a work by a famous artist? The Story of Cuiwei Pavilion? The poem is quite good."

"Do you know that everything here combined is not as valuable as the painting in your hand?"

"what?"

Cheng Yaojia looked at it again and again, but she didn't know what the value of this unremarkable painting was.

"This calligraphy and painting is related to the whereabouts of Wu Mu's suicide note."

"what?"

"If you don't believe me, just cut open the mezzanine."

Cheng Yaojia took out the knife and gently cut through the interlayer according to his instructions. Sure enough, he saw a few calligraphy characters.

"Wu Mu's suicide note is on the second knuckle of Iron Palm Peak?"

Chu Pingsheng said: "Wanyan Honglie invited Ouyang Feng and Qiu Qianren to go to the palace with him, and finally stole an empty box."

Cheng Yaojia's eyes lit up: "I understand, is this what's in the empty box?"

"That's right, back then Qu Lingfeng almost turned the palace upside down. He just had to lift up the emperor's quilt to see what color underwear he was wearing. He had already emptied everything in the water curtain hole of Cuihan Hall. "

Cheng Yaojia tilted her head, her face slightly red, but she was quickly stunned.

"Since Qu Lingfeng has taken it out a long time ago, Master You said...he took the contents of the box first and told Yang Kangwu that the whereabouts of Mu's suicide note was a trap...this...the time is not right."

"I lied to them." Chu Pingsheng shook his head. This female apprentice was really innocent: "The real Wu Mu's suicide note had long been taken to the forbidden area of ​​the Iron Palm Gang by Shangguan Jiannan, the former leader of the Iron Palm Gang, for safekeeping. After Qiu Qianren's death, I took his head to central Hunan, firstly to resolve the grievances between Duan Zhixing, Zhou Botong, and Yinggu, and secondly, to frighten the leader of the Iron Palm Gang, so that the leader Qiu Qianzhang would take the position of leader, and then leave the forbidden area. Take out Wu Mu’s suicide note.”

There were little stars in Cheng Yaojia's eyes, and her admiration and adoration for her master almost reached an unbearable level: "So, Wu Mu's suicide note is now in the hands of the master?"

"That's right." Chu Pingsheng smiled and nodded.

Oh...

Cheng Yaojia said: "Last time at the Prime Minister's Mansion, Master got General Yue's sword, and this time he got Wu Mu's suicide note. The sky really opened its eyes and allowed General Yue's spiritual successor to be found."

Chu Pingsheng didn't say anything. He walked over and opened a box, took out the soft hedgehog armor and handed it over.

"Master, this is..."

"For you."

"For me?"

Cheng Yaojia looked puzzled: "What... is this?"

"Soft hedgehog armor, ordinary swords can't hurt you if you wear it." After Chu Pingsheng finished speaking, he paused and explained: "This thing originally belonged to Huang Rong. Didn't I help her avenge her father's murder? Just give it to me as a thank you gift. I have a lot of experience in kung fu and don’t need this, so I’ll give it to you.”

"Master, I...I can't take such a valuable item."

Of course she knew how valuable the soft armor that was invulnerable to ordinary swords was.

"You are my disciple. If it were just ordinary things, I wouldn't give them to you." Seeing her refusal, Chu Pingsheng said half-seriously, "Is it possible... that I have to help you put it on as a teacher?"

When Cheng Yaojia heard this, her face turned red.

"Master... I... thank you, Master."

She hugged the soft hedgehog armor, her heart beating fast, thinking about what he would do if he said "ok" just now? Are you scolding her, or are you actually helping her put it on? Otherwise, why would you say such ambiguous words?
"That's right. Your martial arts skills are not high. The people I offend are all masters. What if they can't deal with me and attack my women instead? I will feel more at ease with it protecting you."

Women?

Cheng Yaojia was panicking, he said female relatives? Are you one of them?
"Master, Yaojia only hates that the qualifications... are dull and the martial arts... are low. I can't help you... Alas!" She sighed heavily: "If only there was a way to quickly increase one's skills in this world. good."

"If I say yes, do you want it?" Chu Pingsheng walked up to her and stared into her eyes.

She lowered her head subconsciously, but quickly raised it again and nodded solemnly: "As long as I can help Master, I am willing to suffer any hardship."

"The first volume of the Nine Yin Manual records a healing method. I changed it a bit to quickly restore my skills... You saw Mei Ruohua's entry, but it turns out that it is not only useful for healing, but also speeds up the practice of internal skills. Speed ​​also has a good effect.”

"really?"

Of course Cheng Yaojia knew how quickly Mei Ruohua's martial arts recovered. A month ago, he needed the protection of the Quanzhen Six Sons and the Jiangnan Six Heroes. Yesterday, he was evenly matched with Wang Chuyi, who came specially to visit his master.

If what Chu Pingsheng said is true, doesn't it mean... that she can become a master like her former master Sun Buer in a month?

"Of course it's true, but..." Chu Pingsheng looked troubled.

"But what?"

"This healing method requires two people to move their energy and qi together, with their hands and feet touching each other...it may be more intimate, I'm afraid of you..."

"I'm not afraid." Cheng Yaojia clenched her small fist on her chest, raised her head and said, "I can do anything for Master."

"In that case, come on." "Ah? Now?"

"Yes, it's nice that it's secluded here and no one disturbs you. From now on, the secret room in Qusan Tavern will be your and Master's practice room, okay?"

"Master and I... um... good..."

She first said "ok" in a low voice, then seemed to be worried that he couldn't hear clearly, so she repeated "ok" loudly.

"Come on, come on."

Chu Pingsheng took her hand and sat down on the bed with new bedding: "I'll teach you the formula first."

So and so.

Such and such...

Half an hour later.

The two of them, Cheng Yaojia, were wearing cool clothes. They sat with their feet touching each other, their palms intersecting.

Chu Pingsheng suddenly snorted coldly and withdrew his hands to cover his heart.

"Huh? Master..."

"I...it seems...the chronic poison Ouyang Ke gave me has taken effect again."

"What...what should I do? I...I'll go find Sister Mu?"

"That's too late."

"Um...well...Master...Father...I...please be gentle."

……

a few days later.

On the outskirts of Lin'an City, on the official road to the north.

Chu Pingsheng patted the frustrated Guo Jing on the shoulder: "There is no grass anywhere in the world, why should you be greedy for a flower? Huang Rong ignores you, there are still Hua Zheng, please pay attention to safety when going to Mobei."

"Brother Chu, thank you for enlightening me."

Guo Jing looked grateful.

Bao Xiruo, Han Xiaoying and others also said similar words, asking him to help take care of Li Ping after meeting her.

So Guo Juxia, who was dumped by Huang Rong, carried his bags with a heavy heart, climbed on the little red horse, and embarked on a journey to Mobei.

Chu Pingsheng looked at Guo Jing's back, feeling somewhat ashamed of a cat crying and a mouse pretending to be compassionate.

But who said he is not a real hero, but a fake hero?

A few more days passed.

Although there were no telephones or the Internet in this era, there were flying pigeons delivering letters and inns, and good people would bring all kinds of important news to the market and spread it by word of mouth, forming a point-to-point communication effect.

In Kaifeng City, light rain was falling.

The lobby of Risheng Inn.

Several Jianghu people wearing straw hats crossed the threshold with swords in hand, bringing moisture and a sense of chilling, but they were quickly broken by the red-faced man in the lead.

"I told you not to rush, not to rush. There is still half a month left before the Junshan Conference. I am urging you all day long. Why are you going so early? There is no charge for accommodation, no charge for meals? No charge for drinking? Our Funiumen It’s not easy to make some money compared to those big sects.”

The man with a big earring behind the red-faced man said, "Brother, come early to grab a good seat. This kind of martial arts event does not happen often. If you go late, you may not be able to see the excitement."

Another person echoed from behind: "Yes, yes, senior brother, you forgot that we encountered several groups of men with swords on the way here. They should also be heading to Yuezhou."

Perhaps because he heard the conversation between a few people at Funiumen, the one facing the two men in black clothes in the corner cupped his fists and said, "Are you guys rushing to Yuezhou too?"

The red-faced man nodded: "Yes, I'm at Funiumen Ma Yuan. These are my three junior brothers."

"I have the same song as Yangzhou Changle Gang. This is the photo of my brother-in-law."

"I've admired you for a long time, I've admired you for a long time." The red-faced man said politely: "So, your brother is also going to Yuezhou?"

"Yes."

"We are on the same journey, but we can go together. The mountain road is difficult and the road is dangerous. One more person will give us more help."

"That's what I have in mind." The man in Jinyi quickly asked the people from Funiumen to sit down next to him and have a drink together.

"Speaking of this Young Master Chu, he is truly an unparalleled genius. It has only been more than a month since the battle at Guiyun Village, and now he has killed the Sixth Prince of Dajin again. This is really a bad breath for us Song people. .”

"To me, killing the Jinren Prince is nothing. Killing Qiu Qianren, the leader of the Iron Palm Gang, and Ouyang Feng, the Western Poison Gang, proves how powerful he is."

"Not only that, I also heard that he bravely went to Peach Blossom Island alone, broke the Peach Blossom Formation, rescued the uncle of the Quanzhen Seventh Son, and made Huang Laoxie disgraced."

"really?"

"What the Liubaobao disciples of the Beggar Clan said, is that still true?"

"Come on, let me tell you a big secret."

"What secret?"

"Keep your voice down."

"Actually, the young owner of White Camel Villa is not Xidu Ouyang Feng's nephew, but his son and biological child."

"Huh? My biological child? Is Xidu stealing his wife?"

"Yes."

(End of this chapter)