Martial Arts Song

Chapter 43 Buying Medicine
"Yes."

Yang Ming nodded solemnly again and said: "We are already writing to contact Master and Senior Sister. Before they come back, we'd better not act rashly. The people behind this don't know what they want to do. In short, it's better to be careful!"

"Yes, got it."

Chen Qing nodded when he heard this, and his expression became a little more solemn.

Pang Litao is dead. Although the other party kicked him out before, according to the rules, the dead and wounded take care of themselves. With so many witnesses, the police station should not come to trouble them.

But that's not necessarily the case for the three strong men who were escorted to the patrol room yesterday.

Even if you tell the other party that Pang Litao's death has nothing to do with them, they probably won't listen based on their temperament.

Moreover, most of the time the matter will be blamed on him.

Thinking of this, Chen Qing suddenly felt a little troubled.

He wasn't afraid of those three foreigners fighting one on one, but he was afraid of the other party's dirty tricks.

In addition, the people behind the scenes who broke Pang Litao's throat and framed Hu Xingmen must also be on guard.

However, if the other party doesn't directly deal with those of them in the Tiger-shaped Sect, they are probably still afraid of Huang Xunhu and He Xihong.

And if you don't deal with them directly from the beginning, then it's unlikely that you will deal with them directly later.

As long as Huang Xunhu and He Xihong come back, there will naturally be two people behind the scenes to deal with them, so they don't have to worry.

As soon as he thought of this, Chen Qing's attention returned to the three strong men from the north.

"Why don't you ask Mu Dachao's father to see if we can lock these three people up for a while to spend this month."

Chen Qing thought to himself: "This matter is related to Mu Dachao's training plan. He should be able to find a way. Moreover, if these three people are really released, their temperament will only cause chaos for Qianyang..."

Chen Qing spent this lunch break in thought, and did not go to see Pang Litao again, because there was no need, everyone was dead.

After the lunch break, it was time to practice again in the afternoon.

After the afternoon practice ended and the sun set, Yang Ming and Ren Yan said they were dismissed and everyone dispersed to rest. The students once again surrounded Chen Qing.

"Brother Qing, when did you start teaching us 'back-hug wrestling'?"

"Yes, Brother Qing, when will you teach us? I can't wait!"

"Brother Qing, I went back yesterday and tried to imitate your movements yesterday. It felt so difficult!"

Only one day has passed, and today's students are still very enthusiastic about learning "back hug wrestling".

In the crowd, Mu Dachao's eyes widened, looking out of place.

He missed yesterday. Although he asked people about Chen Qing's heroic appearance today, what he heard was naturally not enough to shock him when he saw it with his own eyes.

Therefore, he could not imagine the scene yesterday. He could only stand in the crowd of students and reluctantly agreed with a smile.

Faced with these problems, Chen Qing just smiled and replied: "The action of 'back hugging' is very dangerous. During practice, you need auxiliary props such as soft mats and dolls. In the past few days, I have been asking Supervisor Yang and Supervisor Ren to It will take some time to purchase these auxiliary supplies, so please be patient."

With his comfort, and it was only the second day, the students were not in a hurry. After expressing their understanding, they said goodbye to Chen Qing and returned home.

After everyone was almost gone, Chen Qing stopped Xing Zhaowu, and then said to Mu Dachao: "I'm going to Xing Zhaowu's medicine shop today, so I won't go to your house. In the morning, I have already prepared what you need for today." For dinner, you guys can heat it up and eat it."

Having said this, he leaned into Mu Dachao's ear again and warned: "Also, when your father comes back from get off work, tell him..."

After explaining the details about the three strong men, Chen Qing said to Xing Zhaowu who looked dull beside him: "Let's go to your medicinal shop."

"Oh, okay, Brother Qing."

Xing Zhaowu nodded quickly.

Afterwards, the two left the tiger-shaped gate and went to the medicine store owned by Xing Zhaowu's family.

Xing Zhaowu's medicinal material store is not far from Songshan Road. It is located at the junction of Nanba District and Yunyang District, on a street called Huansha Road.

And coincidentally, during the day, the "Lingmiao Tang" medical center that Yang Ming mentioned was on the next street.

Huansha Road is not the whole street, but most of it is engaged in the business of Chinese medicinal materials. In the low-rise self-built shops with only two floors or one floor, baskets of different heights are used to hold baskets of Chinese medicinal materials.

Some of these herbs look like bark; some look like roots; some look like insect corpses and so on.

And as if to prove the authenticity of their own medicine, there are medicinal herbs shops on the street outside the door, cooking medicinal herbs in small coal stoves that burn charcoal.

When Chen Qing and Xing Zhaowu came here, the whole street was filled with a strong smell of Chinese medicine.

"Have you lived here since you were a child?"

Chen Qing smelled the strong smell of Chinese medicine permeating the street and asked Xing Zhaowu with a slight frown.

"Ah."

Xing Zhaowu nodded, raised his hand and pointed to one of the medicinal materials shops, saying, "That shop is my home."

Chen Qing went as the other party expected and found that it was a store called "Hundred Pharmacy".

This name is unremarkable among the shops on this street, surrounded by the naming styles of Shennongtang, Bailingfang and Qianzhilin.

Like other medicinal materials shops around, there are three small coal stoves cooking unknown medicinal materials at the entrance of Bai Pharmacy. At the door on the other side of the store, a tall and thin man is wearing a gray gown and a Liuhe hat. A middle-aged man was lying on a bamboo chair with his eyes closed leisurely and humming a tune.

"Go over there."

Chen Qing said.

Xing Zhaowu nodded again.

The two of them walked towards Bai Pharmacy.

"father."

Xing Zhaowu shouted to the middle-aged man on the bamboo chair.

Chen Qing on the side felt moved in his heart.

So far, among the students in Huxingmen, although everyone can understand what they say, there are differences in accents and some subtle titles.

Xing Zhaowu's name for middle-aged men is slightly different from the natives of Qianyang. Obviously, Xing Zhaowu's family or ancestral home is not from here.

"Well, you're back?"

The tall, thin, middle-aged man on the bamboo chair slowly opened his eyes after hearing Xing Zhaowu calling him.

When he saw Chen Qing next to Xing Zhaowu, he was slightly startled, looked at Xing Zhaowu, and asked, "Your classmate?"

"Yeah! He's my classmate from Hu Xingmen! His name is Chen Qing, he's very powerful!"

Xing Zhaowu introduced excitedly.

He really admired Chen Qing.

However, to adults, powerful classmates in the martial arts gym are just that.

After hearing this, Xing Zhaowu's father said "oh", closed his eyes again, and said, "Xiao Chen, sit down wherever you want. The house is a bit small, so don't mind. Ah Wu, go get a stool."

Chen Qing saw Xing Zhaowu's father's attitude in his eyes, but he didn't think it was anything. After all, the other party was a businessman, and it was normal for him to be a philistine.

He smiled and said: "Uncle, Xing Zhaowu and I came here to buy some medicinal materials from you."

"Buying medicinal materials?"

Hearing that Chen Qing was here to buy medicinal materials, Xing Zhaowu's father opened his eyes again, looked at Chen Qing, and asked slowly: "What medicinal materials do you want to buy? How much does it cost?"

"It's good for nourishing qi and blood, it's worth a thousand pieces."

Chen Qing replied casually.

As soon as he finished speaking, Xing Zhaowu's father stood up from the bamboo chair, looked at Chen Qing with a smile on his face, and said, "Hey, Brother Chen, you've come to the right place." !”

(End of this chapter)