The Great Escape of Martial Arts

Chapter 161

Yang Tiexin's eyes blurred, and he saw a Taoist walking up the stairs holding a huge copper jar in his hand. When he looked closely, he saw that he had a long beard like lacquer, a high spirit, and a long sword on his back.

Yang Tiexin was stunned for a moment, then overjoyed and shouted:
"Qiu Daochang, I saw you again today, old man!"

Qiu Chuji's internal skills are profound, and his face is not old. Although 18 years have passed, his appearance is still the same as before, except that his temples are quite gray. He suddenly heard someone calling, and looked closely, but he did not recognize him.

Yang Tiexin shouted:
"Eighteen years ago, Niujia Village in Lin'an Prefecture drank alcohol and wiped out the enemy. Do you still remember?"

Qiu Chuji said:

"Respect is..."

Yang Tiexin said:

"Damn Yang Tiexin, Daoist Qiu is safe and sound."

After saying that, he threw himself on the ground and bowed, Qiu Chuji hurriedly returned the greeting, but he was quite puzzled. It turned out that Yang Tiexin had suffered a serious accident and was in a state of desolation. The wind and frost had eroded him, and his appearance was no longer what it was before.

Seeing his doubts, Yang Tiexin straightened out his flower gun and made a move of "Feng Nod", the red tassel shook, the tip of the gun flickered towards Qiu Chuji's chest, and shouted:

"Qiu Daochang, you have forgotten me, you must not forget this Yang family gun."

The tip of the gun was a few feet away from his chest, and it couldn't get in.

Qiu Chuji saw that his marksmanship was indeed a direct lineage of the Yang family, and immediately recalled the incident of the spear test in the snow, when he suddenly saw the enemy, he couldn't help feeling sad and happy, and shouted loudly:

"Aha, brother Yang, are you still alive? Thank you very much!"

Suddenly he moved away, let out the person behind him, and shouted:
"Brother Yang, look who I brought here!"

But he saw a handsome young man behind him, about eighteen or nineteen years old, dressed in brocade robes, extremely luxurious clothes, and his appearance was dignified, like a rich man, but not like a person from the Jianghu.

Yang Tiexin was trembling all over, with tears running down his face, pointing at the handsome young man, he opened his mouth a few times, but couldn't say a word.

Qiu Chuji shouted:
"Kang'er, you still kowtow when you meet your biological father?"

Seeing that Yang Tiexin's face was full of vicissitudes, skinny and wretched, Yang Kang wanted to deny it, but he didn't dare to disobey his master, so he hesitated for a while.

Qiu Chuji was furious, the veins on his neck were throbbing, and he was about to curse, when Wu Di suddenly stepped forward, stood in front of Yang Tiexin, and said:
"This matter is not urgent. Brother Yang, let's sit down for a while. We, the Seven Devils of the South of the Yangtze River, and Daoist Qiu still have an unfinished business."

Pointing to the empty table in front of the window, he said:

"Qiu Daoist, please!"

Mu Nianci stepped forward, helped Yang Tiexin back to the corner and sat down.

Qiu Chuji was still holding the vat, this copper vat was a common thing in temples, it was used to burn paper ingots and seals, it was more than four feet in diameter, and probably weighed a whopping four hundred catties, the outside of the vat was covered with dark patina, but the inside of the vat was It has been washed and cleaned, full of fine wine, and the fragrance of wine is sent.

Every time he took a step, the floor would rattle, the downstairs was already in chaos, shopkeepers, bartenders, cooks, busboys, and all the drinkers fled the street, fearing that the floor would be crushed by him, It fell down and killed people.

Handling Road:
"18 years ago, I met the Seven Heroes here, and the time is in a trance, are you all safe?"

Ke Zhen'e said:

"The Seven Monsters of the South of the Yangtze River have always followed their word, Daoist Qiu please!"

Qiu Chuji held the vat with his right hand, raised his left hand as a salute, and nodded to everyone one by one. When he came to Wu Zhai's table, he saw a middle-aged beggar sitting between Wu Zhai and Han Xiaoying.

"I haven't asked for advice yet, who is this?"

Wu Zhai stood up and said:

"This is Hong Qigong, the nine-fingered divine beggar, leader of Gang Hong."

Qiu Chuji was taken aback, and hastily put down the copper vat, straightened his clothes, performed a disciple's salute, and shouted:
"It turns out to be Gang Leader Hong. Quanzhen Qiu Chuji was rude!"

He is a generation shorter than Hong Qigong, so even though he is old, he still needs to be treated as a junior.

Hong Qigong laughed and said:
"You don't need to be too polite, the old beggar is here to watch the fun."

Qiu Chuji bowed again, then picked up the copper vat, came to his desk and sat down, Yang Kang followed him to the window, did not dare to sit, and stood quietly behind him.

Ke Zhen'e raised his head and said:

"Taoist Qiu, the 18-year period has come, please give me some advice!"

Qiu Chuji said:

"Okay, I'll offer a sip of wine to each of the seven of you. Please hold out your hands after drinking."

As he spoke, his right hand sank, he lowered the copper vat, opened his mouth and drank a big mouthful of wine in the vat, and shouted:

"Pindao first offer Brother Ke a glass of wine!"

He threw the copper vat towards Ke Zhen E.

Ke Zhen sat down maliciously, as if he didn't realize it, until the copper vat flew over his head, then he raised his right hand, the iron rod was already on the bottom of the vat, and the copper vat spun quickly on the iron rod, like playing with a plate The old man held the porcelain plate with a bamboo stick and played with it.

Suddenly the iron rod was slightly tilted, and the copper vat was tilted slightly, and it was about to fall down and hit him on the top of the head. Wouldn't his brain burst from the blow?
Unexpectedly, the copper vat tilted but did not fall down, the wine in the vat shot down like a line, Ke Zhen'e opened his mouth to catch it, the wine on top kept pouring down, he gulped down three or four gulps , the iron rod moved a little, and it was already in the middle of the bottom of the vat, and then it was sent upwards, and the copper vat flew up.

He swung his staff and struck horizontally, there was a loud noise, deafening, the vat flew towards Qiu Chuji, and the sound of "humming" continued for a while.

Qiu Chuji caught the copper vat casually, lowered his head, took a sip of wine in the vat, and said:
"Wonderful, wonderful! Pindao respects my second brother."

Zhu Cong smiled slightly, stretched out his fan to scoop it out of the vat, put it in his mouth, turned the handle of the fan upside down, put it against the edge of the vat and sent it out, the copper vat flew back.

Qiu Chuji took the copper vat back, took a big gulp too, and shouted:
"Brother Han, please drink!"

With a shake of his hand, the copper vat flew towards Han Baoju again.

Han Baoju took two steps back, covering his chest with his hands, and when the copper vat flew towards him, he moved his hands outward, and it was like a ball of meat colliding with the copper vat, without a sound.

Then with luck, his belly popped out and blocked the copper vat from flying towards him. He surrounded the copper vat with his hands and hugged the copper vat tightly. He lowered his head and took a big sip of wine in the vat, praising:

"Good wine!"

His hands suddenly retracted and pressed against his chest. Before the copper vat fell, it was already a move of "moving mountains with both palms", and the copper vat was pushed out violently.

Qiu Chuji praised:
"Good work! I respect Fourth Brother Nan!"

He lowered his head and took a sip of wine in the vat, then threw the copper vat towards Nanshan woodcutter Nanxi Ren.

Nan Xiren didn't say a word, and when the copper vat flew over, he raised his shoulder pole to block it in the air. With a sound of "dang", the copper vat was blocked in the air and fell down.

Nan Xiren stretched out his hand to take a sip of wine from the vat, and then ate it. The pole was held horizontally, his right knee fell down, the pole rested on top of his left knee, his right hand was pulled down on one end of the pole, and the other end of the pole supported the bottom of the copper vat. Pull up the copper cylinder and fly in the air again.

He was about to return the blow to Qiu Chuji, Quan Jinfa laughed and said:
"Brothers are doing small business and love to take advantage of small things, so don't bother asking for wine and food."

He rushed to Nan Xiren's side, and when the copper vat fell down again, he also took a sip of wine, jumped up suddenly, pressed his feet against the side of the vat, exerted force in the air, straightened his feet, and shot his body backward like an arrow. The cylinder also kicked out with his feet.

(End of this chapter)