God level cultivator cemetery

"It's okay, it's not a big wound." Wei Ziheng said indifferently.

When the knife came over just now, he dodged for a while, the wound was not deep, but it looked rather scary, and he would recover within ten days and half a month.

"No, I have to bandage it, shed so much blood." Zhao Yuan'er felt a little sorry, after all, Wei Ziheng was injured to protect her.

"Yeah, it's better to bandage it." Yao Shiyu also felt that Wei Ziheng was seriously injured.

Zhao Yuan'er thought for a while and said, "My martial arts gym is nearby, why don't you go to my house for a bandage, there are doctors in the gym."

Wei Ziheng had no choice but to say: "That's fine."

He also wanted to go to Zhao Family Martial Arts Hall to see if he was Zhao Feng's descendant, he also had to confirm.

When thinking about those hooligans again, they all ran away and disappeared, Zhao Yuan'er snorted and said, "They ran pretty fast."

The boss and the proprietress came to express their thanks, but they insisted on not accepting their money. Yao Shiyu felt a little embarrassed, saying that it was her treat, but he didn't spend the last dime, thinking that he would invite him again next time when he had a chance.

The Zhao Family Martial Arts Hall is at the end of this street, and it will be there if you walk along the road. The only building in the dead end is the Zhao Family Martial Arts Hall.

However, it is a bit different from the martial arts gym that Wei Ziheng imagined. It looks a bit too dilapidated, and it is better than the place where the recluse masters live in TV dramas.

It is really out of place in the surrounding modern buildings.

Zhao Yuaner explained: "Our martial arts gym was built many years ago, because my grandfather likes ancient buildings very much, so the outside has not been renovated, but the inside is still good."

Wei Ziheng followed Zhao Yuan'er and walked in. It really looked like a modern martial arts gym, and the sound of hitting wooden stakes could be heard from time to time.

Zhao Yuan'er took Wei Ziheng directly around the place where the martial arts was practiced, and went to the consulting room to say hello.

"Uncle Wang, one of my classmates is injured, please help me."

Uncle Wang was a tall, thin old man with protruding cheekbones, as if he could poke people. He sat hunched over the table, holding a teacup in his hand. His eyes fell from the newspaper when he saw Zhao Yuaner come in.

He said to Wei Ziheng, "Sit here and take a look."

Wei Ziheng sat on the stool in front of Uncle Wang, and then put his arms on the table.

Just glanced at it, "Sword wound, where did you go wild again, girl?"

Zhao Yuan'er smiled awkwardly and said, "Uncle Wang, you have wronged me this time. I didn't go to play, but I encountered injustice, and Jiang Hu rescued me."

Uncle Wang didn't say anything, but obviously he didn't believe it, so he disinfected and bandaged Wei Ziheng, and stared at Wei Ziheng for a while.

"Young man, are you also a martial artist?"

Wei Ziheng nodded and said, "I've learned a little bit."

Only then did Uncle Wang grin and smile with a lot of sincerity, but his cheekbones looked higher, a little scary.

"Learning martial arts is great. It can strengthen your body, support justice, and protect your family and country." He patted Wei Ziheng on the shoulder, looking very satisfied.

Wei Ziheng didn't know what happened all of a sudden, Zhao Yuan'er said: "Okay, Uncle Wang, even if he is practicing martial arts, he won't sign up with us."

"What are you talking about? I'm talking about righteousness." Uncle Wang waved his hands unnaturally, telling them to leave quickly, and don't delay him from reading the newspaper.

After coming out of the door of the consulting room, Zhao Yuaner said: "We don't have any business in the martial arts gym. Uncle Wang is an old man here, so I hope more people can come to learn martial arts."

"It's also a good thing. I just came here and I'm looking for a place where I can practice martial arts. I think this place is suitable and it's not far from the school."

Wei Ziheng's words surprised Zhao Yuan'er. Looking at Wei Ziheng's famous appearance, what kind of martial arts gym can't be found, so he insisted on coming here, thinking of Wei Ziheng's desperate efforts to protect her before ,Yes or no……

Thinking of this, Zhao Yuan'er felt a little unnatural, pinched herself and took Wei Ziheng to grandpa's place to sign up.

Although Zhao Yuan'er's grandfather has gray hair, he looks strong and energetic, and he is more energetic than some young people. Hearing that Wei Ziheng came to sign up, he directly took out the flyer.

I don't know how many people have seen it, the wrinkled one has not been replaced, Wei Ziheng glanced at it, he has no interest in learning at all.

"I don't need this..." Before Wei Ziheng finished speaking, he felt that something was wrong with the atmosphere. Zhao Yuan'er's grandfather stared at him, as if he wanted him to sign up immediately.

"I just come here to practice martial arts, I don't need to learn." Wei Ziheng bit the bullet and finished speaking.

"Oh? Practicing martial arts directly, you mean that our martial arts gym has nothing to teach you?"

This is the self-esteem of a warrior, Wei Ziheng thought to himself, his grandma's, is that what I meant?Did you graduate from primary school?

But he still said: "No, no, what I mean is, what I need is a place to practice martial arts, these courses are not suitable for me."

"Are you also a martial artist?"

"I've learned a little bit, but I don't dare to be lazy."

Zhao Yuan'er swallowed aside, she could already think of what grandpa would say next.

"Grandpa, Wei Ziheng was injured just now, so he can't fight with you."

The old man seemed a little disappointed, the beard around his mouth turned up a bit, but he couldn't force himself to be injured, so he could only say: "Then we will do a few tricks next time we come here."

"must."

Wei Ziheng paid the money, and he will be able to practice martial arts here for the next six months.

Yao Shiyu snickered next to him, Wei Ziheng looked straight at it, and he also hooked the corners of his mouth.

"What are you laughing at?"

"I didn't expect Yuan'er's house to be so interesting. I haven't been here before, and I thought that people who practice martial arts are more upright. I didn't expect that they also have a pure side."

Wei Ziheng couldn't help laughing after thinking about it, "Maybe this is the family tradition."

"Hey, are you talking bad about my family? Be careful, this is a martial arts gym." Zhao Yuan'er floated over from nowhere and gave Wei Ziheng a student card.

"Come and bring it with you in the future, and you can come in directly."

Wei Ziheng put the card away, then looked at it casually, but did not find any information about Zhao Feng, and still needed to work on Zhao Yuan'er.

"How long has your martial arts school been?" Wei Ziheng asked.

Zhao Yuaner seemed to be a little confused, she counted with her fingers for a while before saying: "It should be more than 300 years. I didn't know before, but after that they all opened martial arts halls."

"Wow, that's really been a long time, the legendary century-old shop." Yao Shiyu said in surprise.

"The earliest patriarch, do you know who it is?"

"I can't remember this clearly. Oops, there are too many names and I can't remember them all. Come and have a look."

Zhao Yuan'er brought Wei Ziheng and Yao Shiyu into a room, which was talking about the history of the Zhao Family Martial Arts School. There were not only photos but also books and newspapers, all of which were anecdotes about the Zhao Family Martial Arts School.

Wei Ziheng looked at the biggest portrait inside, and the name of the person in the painting was Zhao Feng!
I found it, and it was exactly what he thought.

"This is our patriarch, but there was no Zhao Family Martial Arts School when he was here, and the Zhao Family Martial Arts School only existed a few generations later." Zhao Yuaner explained to the two of them.

Wei Ziheng nodded, it made sense, why Zhao Feng didn't tell him to go to the Zhao Family Martial Arts Hall, I don't know why.

However, it has been passed down for 300 years, even if it is interrupted in the middle, it is also possible, and knowing it does not seem to have much effect.

After confirming this matter, Wei Ziheng had no other interests, just browsed casually and left the Zhao Family Martial Arts Hall.

Walking back to school with Yao Shiyu, Yao Shiyu said: "Today is not considered my invitation to you, how about I invite you again when you are free?"

"If you didn't tell me, I would have forgotten that today is your treat. I'll treat you next time, as long as you show your face."

Wei Ziheng tactfully refused to let Yao Shiyu treat him next time, and walked forward with his hands in his pockets without looking sideways.

Yao Shiyu felt that Wei Ziheng was different from before. He was not as annoying as he imagined. He was actually a nice person, brave and optimistic.

Before the atmosphere could be maintained, there was a sudden snap, and the street lights went out. Yao Shiyu let out a small exclamation, and followed closely behind Wei Ziheng.