Two Realms: I use martial arts to ask for longevity

Chapter 6: Recruiting nursing homes, but exhausted

As soon as he got closer, a tall, strong man squeezed out cursing.

His face was swollen red and looked very ugly.

"With the ability to lift a hundred kilograms of stone locks with one hand, why should I come to the Lin family to be a servant? Even if I join the Black Wolf Gang, I can still be popular."

There was a commotion among the onlookers, and some people wondered: "Isn't it a nursing home? Five taels of silver per month, including food and accommodation, and even the Fubo Sword Technique of Shangcheng Martial Arts."

"Yes, I heard Lin Ziqi personally promise from the Lin family [Breaking Wave Sword] that as long as he is selected, he will teach martial arts and give the children from poor families in the world a chance to get ahead."

"Not only that, he also said that if there are really talented people, Miss Lin San will personally teach and give guidance..."

"Miss Lin San!"

Speaking of Miss Lin San, the topic immediately turned to another direction.

There were loud hehe, hehe, hehe sounds all around...

As for what they were thinking, everyone knew it.

Even Zhou Ping'an couldn't help but feel a little moved.

Not to mention the young man with thick eyebrows and phoenix eyes, who couldn't even move his legs. He grabbed the tall man who was cursing and said with a smile: "Brother, don't leave in a hurry. Can you really pass on martial arts if you lift a hundred pounds?" "

"go……"

The tall man was feeling depressed. He stretched out his hand and found that the opponent's five fingers were like steel hooks, grabbing his wrist. He couldn't use half of his body. His face couldn't help but change color: "There are naturally good martial arts. Although the Lin family has Not long after arriving in Qingyang County, the herbal medicine shop I opened was considered honest and had a good reputation...

However, it is an advanced martial art. Can one person learn it? When you really practice it, it's not as effective as inferior external skills. "

"It's good if you can pass it on."

The young man with thick eyebrows smiled and let go of his hand with satisfaction: "How can I pass the test other than lifting the stone lock?"

"Now, under Wei Dazui's hand, you can survive ten moves."

The tall man pursed his lips and looked uneasy. Obviously, he had tried.

However, he couldn't even lift a stone, and he wasn't given a chance.

Zhou Ping'an looked up and saw someone in the circle raising one arm and pressing it down.

boom……

With one move and one press, a strong man was slammed to the ground, causing dust to fly.

"next."

The big-mouthed man, who was as strong as a black bear and as powerful as a black bear, shouted and twisted his neck, looking very unhappy.

Ouch.

There is a feeling called pain even just looking at it.

Zhou Ping'an took a deep breath, looked at the man who was thrown to the ground, and couldn't get up for a while with gaping teeth, and suddenly asked: "What will happen to those who fail to survive ten moves?"

"She must have been recruited as a servant... After all, being able to lift a hundred kilograms of stone locks with one hand is considered a good hand. With a little practice, you can go into battle and kill the enemy."

There is a difference between a servant and a servant.

Generally, a servant of a wealthy family might just be a servant...

However, being a servant of the Lin family is different.

Don't talk about it in your free time, you have good food and good meat to feed you. During the war, you should be Miss Lin San's personal soldier.

No matter how bad the treatment is, it's not much worse.

Otherwise, if you really want to recruit servants and handymen, why not set a threshold for lifting a hundred kilograms of stone with one hand?

Isn't it because I'm full?

Although the cursing tall man failed to pass, he was also deeply dissatisfied with the Lin family in his words. He just said sour grapes when he couldn't eat grapes, but he would not belittle the applicants casually.

I understand, this is a show of force.

Zhou Pingan took a closer look at the fat man named Wei Dazui.

This man was wearing a short coat and trousers with fat legs. He looked like a hill standing in the field.

Not only is his body broad and waisted, his arms are as thick as an ordinary person's thighs.

The most powerful thing is that this ugly man with a big mouth is not ugly at all, and his movements are so weird that he gives people a sense of agility.

Taking root step by step, his waist twists like a snake, and there is a strange sense of beauty in his movements.

Moreover, when he raised his opponent and smashed it to the ground, his strength was just right...

It hit the person so hard that he couldn't move, but he didn't get hurt much.

"I probably can't beat him."

Zhou Ping'an felt very anxious and carefully evaluated the strength comparison between himself and the other party.

The guy's arms swayed, and he probably didn't have a strength of four to five hundred kilograms.

Moreover, I have practiced.

It turns out that the admission quota for nursing homes is just a carrot hanging in front of the donkey.

On the one hand, he is supported by superior martial arts and generous treatment;

On the other hand, the people the Lin family wants to recruit are just servants from beginning to end.

Since he is a servant, there is no question whether the Fubo Sword Technique promised earlier will be passed on or not.

He can be fooled by just passing on his hard skills.

The tall man is angry because he is not even qualified to be a servant. It hurts his self-esteem.

……

Wei Dazui in the field stunned five or six more men who raised stone locks, and finally met a middle-aged man in gray clothes with a little girl on his back and a weathered face.

The middle-aged man did not put down the girl on his back. He just walked to the stone lock and raised his toes slightly... The stone lock weighing a hundred kilograms flew above his head with a "whoosh".

He caught it with one hand and danced lightly.

Then, he took out the short wooden stick from his waist, weighed it, and said with a smile: "I, Wang Yaozu, have all my skills on the stick. I wonder if I can use weapons?"

As he spoke, he gently and deftly took the stick and pointed it, making a small "chi" sound, and white ripples seemed to flash in front of the stick.

"Lianjin martial artist."

"There is actually a strong martial artist who is applying for the job. The Lin family is really worthy of the job this time. Is superior martial arts so attractive?"

"Nonsense, so many masters have no way forward...

This time, it is rare that Miss Lin San is so generous and dares to promise to pass on the family's superior martial arts. Who wouldn't be tempted?
In peacetime, such an opportunity would not be found even with a lantern. "

This makes sense.

Nowadays, the world is in chaos, and many of the rules that were agreed upon in the past are gradually beginning to loosen.

Not limited to martial arts inheritance...

Even ordinary bandits and farmers dare to shout, "Princes, generals, Xiang Ning, you have the guts!"

For some, this is the worst of times and the best of times...

Just see if you dare to give it a try.

"What is a martial arts master?"

Seeing that the young man with thick eyebrows and phoenix eyes was deep in thought and his eyes became more eager, Zhou Pingan came forward and asked in a low voice.

"Exercise the muscles and bones to achieve great results, train the strength to generate strength, control the strength to hurt people, it should be the fourth level... Brother, you have a good face." The thick-browed young man answered smoothly, but suddenly stopped talking and looked at Zhou Ping'an.

"The road faces the sky, each walking half way, brother half way, look up to you for a long time."

Zhou Ping'an bowed his hand.

He finally figured out that this guy had actually recognized him a long time ago, but he pretended not to know him.

Obviously he wanted to cover up the "black history" of being in the Red Lotus Army.

But how is that possible?

It's rare to meet an old friend who "knows the root and bottom". How could Zhou Ping'an not establish a relationship?

We are both fallen people at the end of the world, how wonderful it is to protect and support each other.

Therefore, he decided to take the initiative to expose himself and come forward to make friends.

The thick-browed young man gasped, feeling like he was being stuck by brown sugar, and felt uncomfortable all over.

He wanted to get angry, but he didn't dare to. He just smiled and said: "It turns out that we have met each other before, brother, you have changed your skin again. I really don't know you anymore. I admire you."

The word "you" is used well.

The thick-browed young man spoke casually, but he pointed out lightly and skillfully, I remember you, the one who pretended to be dead while naked...

The eldest brother, not to mention the second eldest brother, is all a Honglian thief. Once they get through the water, everyone will die.

"Haha, we are all from the same hometown, we grew up naked together, why are you so exposed to outsiders?"

Zhou Ping'an didn't care at all when the other party pointed out his identity, and hugged his shoulders with a smile: "Er Gou, the world is difficult. Our village was destroyed by the Red Lotus Thief. We finally escaped, no matter what, we must live well. …”

The thick-browed young man's face twitched wildly twice, and he suppressed the desire to fall out, and forced out a smile and said: "Daniu, stop making trouble, the supporting village has been burned down, it is useless to talk more.

When you go out, from now on you will call me Tang Lin'er, Ergou, etc., and never mention it again. "

"Well, then call me Zhou Ping'an."

Zhou Ping'an agreed with a smile, thinking that this guy's mind was spinning very quickly and he caught the conversation smoothly.

Of course, titles such as "Two Dogs" and "Big Bull" are not important.

The important thing is that within a few words, the two of them had already agreed on an innocent identity.

The two of them are villagers in the backing village and grew up together. This time, the village was massacred by the Red Lotus Bandits. They finally escaped and went to the county town to find a way out.

"If you are not strong enough, then the martial artist wins. I will try first."

Tang Lin'er twisted slightly and broke away from Zhou Ping'an's arm like a fish, and went to the stone lock.

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Ping'an saw a middle-aged man with a short stick like the wind, hitting Wei Dazui, shoulders and lower abdomen at three places, so fast that he couldn't see the shadow of the stick.

Wei Dazuo shouted loudly, his hands slightly staggered to cover it...

He was blocked, but his body felt like an electric shock. He stepped back seven or eight steps in a row, and kept shaking his hands, as if he was in severe pain.

"Pass the customs. Master Wang, please come this way."

Immediately, an old man dressed as a butler stepped forward with a smile and greeted the middle-aged man who was carrying the little girl on his back.

At the top, a tall young man with stern eyes nodded slightly and released his right hand from the handle of the knife.

"What a good eye."

Zhou Ping'an didn't pay much attention to the young man holding the sword and wearing armor.

He had seen this person when he was lying on the battlefield pretending to be dead. He once rode a horse to guard Miss Lin San, chasing her northward, and a broad knife set off a wave of blood, which was very scary.

What he was sighing about was his newly recognized "old friend" Tang Ergou. With just one glance, he could roughly know the details of the other person. In terms of his vision, there was really nothing to say.

Why rely on the villagers to coax ghosts?

However, everyone wants to sneak into the Lin family and learn martial arts...

What the identity is, it doesn’t actually matter.

Just achieve the goal.

……

(End of this chapter)