Comprehensive martial arts: Inherit the weak chicken sword god at the beginning

Chapter 120
After entering the temple, Tang Bohu began to spy on Qiuxiang furtively.

Seeing that Qiuxiang was burning incense and begging for a lottery, he stepped forward cheekily and knelt on the cushion next to Qiuxiang.

Immediately afterwards, he pretended to be nonchalant and asked, "Girl, you also come to worship God."

"Ah."

Qiuxiang nodded, but she didn't recognize the young man in brocade clothes in front of her at all, the down-and-out beggar who just hugged her thigh.

Tang Bohu hit the snake with the stick, and then said: "It's good to worship the gods, there are many gods to worship, and the gods will bless you."

Qiuxiang glared at him, as if she had seen through his intentions.

After that, he didn't talk to him any more, but closed his eyes and shook the lottery to himself.

"Clap~"

A wooden stick fell from the stick and fell lightly on the ground.

Just as Qiuxiang was about to pick it up, she picked it up with one hand before him.

Tang Bohu who picked up the wooden stick did not hand it to Qiuxiang, but said with a smile:

"Girl, I have also learned the method of unraveling lottery, why don't you let me explain a thing or two to you."

Embarrassing, too embarrassing.

Han Fei felt that whoever used this method of flirting would have to be single for at least another 20 years.

Sure enough, after hearing Tang Bohu's words, Qiuxiang frowned, very annoyed.

Just when she was about to yell at her, she suddenly covered her mouth and laughed.

Tang Bohu didn't know why, and thought that his strike-up skills had yielded results.

Just as he was about to speak again, a slightly dark hand patted his shoulder.

Immediately, a rough voice came:

"Benefactor, is there something wrong with what you have done?"

Tang Bohu turned his head stiffly, and saw a monstrous monk with thick and dark skin.

He thought that he was going to help Qiuxiang undo the lottery and rob the monk's job, that's why the other party was so angry.

Tang Bohu quickly explained: "Master, I just mentioned it casually, and I didn't intend to grab the master's job."

I thought that after the explanation, this misunderstanding would automatically dissipate.

Unexpectedly, after hearing his explanation, the monk became even more angry: "Donor, what I'm talking about is not about releasing the lottery."

Tang Bohu was at a loss, since it wasn't about releasing the lottery, how could he have offended this monk?

Seeing that he was so obsessed with obsession, the monk was furious.

"A prodigal son, how dare you pretend to be deaf and dumb!"

After finishing speaking, he kicked Tang Bohu with a direct move and sent him flying.

Tang Bohu, who fell outside the door, looked puzzled, why he was beaten for no reason.

Immediately afterwards, the monk's voice came out:

"Before Zhuang Yan Baoxiang, how could you be allowed to molest a woman from a good family!"

"Hahahahaha."

Han Fei, who was hiding in the dark, was about to burst out of laughter. He clutched his stomach and kept trembling, almost unable to hide his figure.

It's really you, and you were beaten out when you were a hooligan.

On the other hand, Tang Bohu still refused to give up.

After waiting outside the door for a while, he sneaked into the temple again.

Looking around for a week, he didn't see Qiuxiang.

It turned out that just now Qiuxiang was frightened and had already left early.

Seeing that Qiuxiang could not be found, Tang Bohu had other thoughts.

A monk can run away, but a temple cannot be run after all.

If you can't find it here, go to Washington to find it.

Just do what he said, he immediately got up and left, and he was about to go to Washington.

Looking at his back, Han Fei nodded affirmatively.

You are the ancestor of dog licking.

Next, came the famous scene.

Tang Bohu came to the lake in a hurry, and then found the fastest boatman.

And it is required to be able to reach Washington in the shortest possible time.

Unexpectedly, the fastest boat is not rowing fast, but sinking fast.

As soon as it reached the middle of the lake, the boat began to leak water crazily, and then sank at an extremely fast speed.

Sure enough, this is the "fastest" boatman in the entire Jiangnan.

The boatman is proficient in water, so of course there will be no problems.

And Tang Bohu has been practicing martial arts for a long time, so there is nothing he can do about this little water.

Afterwards, the boatman taught Tang Bohu a trick, in the name of selling himself to bury his father, and then sneaked into Washington.

Tang Bohu was astonished as a heavenly being, and he couldn't help sighing that the great wisdom is indeed among the people.

After talking with each other, the two finally decided on a plan.

Han Fei smiled slyly: "How can I not have a share in this kind of thing."

After some searching, he finally found the man who sold his body to bury his whole family.

With a flash of his figure, Han Fei touched the man's acupuncture points.

Put him gently on the ground, then took out ten taels of silver and put it in the man's clothes.

"These ten taels of silver are considered to be the right to buy your portrait."

As soon as the words fell, Han Fei's appearance changed for a while, and finally turned into this person's appearance.

After that, he pushed the fake corpse prepared in advance and walked slowly towards Washington.

The people on the ground were still unable to move.

In fact, this is also good, and you can get ten taels of silver for nothing after sleeping, which is better than losing your life in a righteous fight...

At the gate of Washington.

At this time, Tang Bohu was holding the sign of selling himself to bury his father, talking with Qiuxiang and Sister Shiliu.

Looking at it like this, it seems that he will be able to enter Washington immediately.

How could Han Fei make him fulfill his wish so easily, so he pushed the wooden cart and cried, "I'm so miserable!"

While crying and yelling, he spat out blood, and slowly pushed the wooden cart over.

Tang Bohu was dumbfounded, why is there still someone coming to snatch it?

Seeing Han Fei's misery, Qiuxiang and Sister Shiliu couldn't help feeling compassionate.

"Let's buy him, he is much worse."

Of course Tang Bohu would not agree. Looking at Han Fei's fair palm, how could he not understand.

This person, like him, came here to act on purpose.

This is a loophole that Han Fei left on purpose, just to let him know.

And women are emotional animals, and they don't notice these at all.

On the other side, Tang Bohu was thinking hard, how can he drive away the opponent in front of him?

At this time, a cockroach on the ground caught his attention.

He quickly shouted: "Be careful!"

Under his exclamation, Sister Pomegranate backed away again and again in fright, and then stepped on the cockroach.

Seeing this scene, Tang Bohu was secretly happy in his heart, but his mouth was filled with grief:

"Xiaoqiang, what's wrong with you Xiaoqiang, why did you leave me?"

He had a sad expression, and he cried out in pain, coupled with sincere words.

It is simply sad for those who hear it, and tears for those who see it.

Han Fei smiled secretly, and then stretched out two fingers to make a little space.

A wave of spiritual energy surged into the cockroach's body and successfully rescued him.

Looking at the fast-moving cockroach in front of him, Tang Bohu's expression froze on his face.

Sister Shiliu hesitated to speak, and the scene was once very embarrassing.

Seeing that this trick didn't work, Tang Bohu simply walked up to Han Fei.

Afterwards, he whispered, "Brother, let me do it once, and I'll give you ten taels of silver."

Han Fei shook his head: "I'll give you 20 taels, you let me once."

Hearing this, Tang Bohu's eyes turned cold: "Is there really nothing to talk about?"

Han Fei didn't speak, but shook his head with a smile.

"it is good!"

Tang Bohu sneered: "Compared to misery, right? I'm going to fight you today."

After finishing speaking, he directly picked up the wooden stick under his feet and hit himself hard.

Dragging his drooping right hand, Tang Bohu proudly said: "My arm is broken, how can you be worse than me?"

Han Fei could tell that he didn't really break his hand.

Instead, he used a peculiar martial art to temporarily soften his right hand, as if it was broken.

Although he was busy making arrangements in his heart, Han Fei still said coldly: "Do you have to play so big?"

　I'm sorry brother, the condition is too bad, I'm already hot, to be honest, I'm sitting on the side of the road typing on my mobile phone.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)