Chivalry Cultivation System

Chapter 57

While he was busy, an old man came in and said to Boss An angrily: "Miss Xiaohui, it's not good, dumb slaves are performing arts in the market, and they are bullied by five hooligans from other places... Hey! Isn't this the head of Yue? Oh, Lady Ning, Miss Yue, and Hero Linghu are all here, this is great, this is great..."

He didn't say anything very good, but everyone knew that the Huashan School has always been chivalrous, and the disciples are chivalrous, let alone the head of the sect?

"Boss An? Miss Xiaohui? An Xiaohui! Hey! Could it be that he is a disciple of the Huashan School, An Xiaohui, a disciple of Huang Zhen, a disciple of Muren Qing University, in "Jade Blood Sword" by Jin Lao? The Huashan sect in the book is gone! But why did she open a shop here? What about the other Huashan sect members, where are they? Where is his husband, Cui Ximin?" Xiao Xiaomo forced himself to restrain his inner excitement, and thought to himself.

On the surface, he put on a look of duty, and promised it with all his mouth.

Under the guidance of the old man, Xiao Xiaomo and his party and An Xiaohui arrived at the market in a short time.

I saw a large group of people gathered in a circle, stretching their necks like a rooster to look inside, with indifferent smiles on their faces, as if they were watching the excitement.

Xiao Xiaomo nodded to Linghu Chong, meaning to let him handle this matter.

The meddling Linghu Chong is exceptionally intelligent, and has already understood what his master means.

Shouting in his mouth, and exerting a little force on his hands, these insensitive ordinary people were pushed away.

When Linghu rushed inside, he saw five sweaty faces beating a middle-aged man non-stop.

The middle-aged man's blue clothes with countless scars were covered with gray shoe prints at the moment, but he kept rolling with five sweaty kicks, making a babbling sound like a baby, Just can't speak.He was indeed a mute. Although he couldn't utter a word, he already showed a begging expression on his face.

Those who bullied him, those who watched the excitement, as long as they were not fools, could see the meaning on his face.

This person is definitely the dumb slave that the old man said, and the five sweaty faces are the hooligans that the old man said.

Linghu Chong rushed to the side of the five khans, and shouted: "Stop, stop beating people."

Before the five hairy-faced sweaters had time to stop talking, the people watching around began to discuss:
"Isn't this the Linghu hero of the Huashan sect? Why did he come to this muddy water?"

"It's happened this time, and I can't drive away this annoying mute."

"Hey! This mute is also true. He just knows a set of Fu Niu boxing, and he dares to come to our town to perform? And he just played this boxing for three consecutive years all year round!"

"Oh! Yes! Does he think this is a charity hall? Or do you think everyone is a fool? Your performance is wonderful and there are many tricks, so everyone is willing to give money! Oh! But my old lady who eats vegetarian food and recites Buddha insists on forcing me to come. Give the dumb man a reward, saying that he is afraid that he will starve to death."

"That's right! If the old ones don't go, the new ones won't come. We simply beg Linghu Hero to help get rid of this trash."

"Ah! Sect Leader Yue, Lady Ning is also here, and who is that handsome young man next to Miss Yue?"

Linghu Chong originally thought that these people were just here to watch the fun, but from these few words, it seemed that these audiences really wanted to drive the dumb slaves out of Huayin Town.

The people around hurriedly knelt down and begged Linghu Chong to show mercy and help them get rid of the annoying god of plague, the dumb slave!
Linghu Chong had seen many strange things, but he had never seen anything like today.

Linghu Chong hurriedly stopped the bombardment of the dumb slave by the five sweaty faces. An Xiaohui had already pushed aside the crowd and came in to check on the dumb slave's injuries.

The leader of the five khans said: "Since the Linghu hero of the Huashan faction has come forward to stop this matter, my brother is also unable to complete the task requested by the fellow villagers. No matter. Let's go!"

Linghu Chong shouted: "Be clear before leaving! What's going on here?"

The leader sweated profusely with a look of disdain on his face.Tell the whole story.

It turns out that the facts are similar to what everyone said just now.Because the dumb slave has been selling martial arts on the street for nearly ten years in Huayin Town. Apart from knowing how to do a set of boxing, he only knows how to pierce the throat with an iron gun, smash boulders in the chest, and step on silk in the air.

At first he was quite popular with everyone, but as time went by and he didn't come up with new tricks, the crowd gradually became bored, not to mention giving rewards, even fewer and fewer people were watching the excitement.

However, there are a few old people in Huayin Town who believe in Buddhism. They are worried that the dumb slaves will starve to death in Huayin Town, so they ask their younger generations to help them all the time. As time goes by, the dumb slaves' performances cannot please the world. burden of the town.The people of Huayin Town couldn't bear it anymore, and today they collectively paid to invite the Five King Kongs of the Xu family to a neighboring town to come here to make trouble, trying to drive away the dumb slaves.

Linghu Chong listened to Xu's Five King Kong's statement, and checked with the people kneeling outside the circle, he couldn't make a decision, thinking: "The 'evil doers' are the people, they have the right not to reward the dumb slaves, I think this entertainer earns rewards by pleasing the audience, if his performance does not make the audience happy, the audience will naturally not give it, it seems that the key to this problem lies in the dumb slave himself."

Linghu Chong said: "Although you were ordered to injure the dumb slave, you should pay for the medical expenses. Otherwise, the five of you will never leave Huayin Town!"

The Five King Kongs of the Xu family were forced to nowhere by him, and they thought they were angry, and ran away with their heads in their arms after paying ten Wenyin's medical expenses.

Xiao Xiaomo and his party walked past the people kneeling all over the ground, and they all entered the circle.

Xiao Xiaomo turned to face the crowd and said in a loud voice: "All the elders, please hurry up, Yue's eldest disciple Linghu Chong and his little daughter Yue Lingshan have created a set of 'Chong Ling Sword Art' together, and it has not been shown to the public yet? They will perform for everyone instead of dumb slaves?"

The martial arts of the Huashan School are used to fight against the strong and help the weak, and to fight for righteousness. As for using it to perform on the street, this is still a bad one.

An Xiaohui had already helped the mute slave to one side knowingly, and everyone took another five steps back. The circle immediately became much larger and there was a lot more space.

We all wait and see this unheard of Chong Ling sword technique.

Yue Lingshan and Linghu Chong held swords in their hands and looked at each other affectionately.

The affectionate eyes of the two interweave into a seemingly endless love network, during which there are interesting stories in childhood, interdependence in youth and reverie for each other now.

It is love as misty as fog, and love as dense as rain.

Xiao Xiaomo felt relieved: "Linghu Chong can finally be with his favorite junior sister, and it also relieves the great regret of many gold fans. In the past, I saw Linghu Chong's pain of losing his junior sister and the tragic fate behind Yue Lingshan. , a small number of people would scold Yue Lingshan for what they should do, and most people still have a sympathetic attitude towards the two of them. But that's all, I am the only one who can really make the two of them together."

(End of this chapter)