Encountering American comics in Super Hong Kong

Chapter 63 Ningcheng
On the way back, the members of the Fangyuan caravan were a little surprised to see that on this bustling street, the Chinese people coming and going, whether they were decent gentlemen and ladies, or simple and simple laborers, or they were in the streets. The passionate young students who advertised the handouts all over the Internet were all beaming, and even most of the shops on both sides of the street were decorated with lights and festoons, as if they were celebrating a festival, which made them stunned for a while.

"Uncle Nong, what a good day it is today?"

A caravan member was very curious and asked the farmer a question.

"It wasn't originally, it will be from today..." The old man laughed.

When the caravan came, it was full of goods, and the speed was not fast. When they returned, they brought some dried seafood. Although it took up space, it was much lighter than the food transported before. The Fangyuan caravan only used less than After two hours, he left Shanghai and arrived at the small town where he stayed before. After a short rest, he officially set off to return to Renjia Town.

only……

"Stinky boy, don't come to see me when you come, at least give me some money! I haven't eaten chicken for a long time..." In a dilapidated building in the suburbs near the Shanghai port, the old man The beggar was holding a big steamed bun, cursing while eating.

a few days later.

"Huh... I'm finally back!"

I went to Shanghai for a trip, and I have seen the prosperity, cleanliness and spaciousness there. The town in front of me looks really small and messy at this moment. You can still smell a very pungent smell when you are nearby, but in Shanghai, there are special personnel who clean it every day to ensure that the streets and alleys are clean. , which makes people sigh.

Despite this, Fang Xu couldn't help but feel a sense of intimacy in his heart, which was something that even the most prosperous Shanghai could not give him.

As soon as he arrived near the entrance of the town, he, the farmer and the members of the caravan saw the head of the family and the mistress standing beside the safety monument at the entrance of the town, and greeted them very happily.

"Slim again..."

As soon as the mother Ren came up, she looked up and down at her son with great distress, scolded him a few words, then pulled him tightly, and walked anxiously towards home.

"Go home, mother has cooked soup for you..."

While Fang Xu's heart warmed, he was also a little speechless, I'm so thin.During these days of travelling, although the improvement in skill is not as rapid as the previous few months, it is still progressing steadily, the muscles and bones are stronger, and the weight is increasing day by day... But it is useless, and he did not talk back, but I let my mother drag me home, isn't there a couple of words...

One sentence is "Your mother always thinks you are thin", and the other sentence is "Your mother always thinks you are cold".

……

After returning home, under the arrangement of his mother, Fang Xu drank all kinds of stews prepared by his mother for several days in a row, which made him have to increase his practice in the past few days to absorb all the surging energy in his body. converted into power.

It's also fortunate that he is a martial arts practitioner, as an ordinary person, he would have to blow himself every day to resolve it, but for a martial arts practitioner who "holds breath inside, trains muscles, bones and skin outside", if such a vigorous tonic can fully Absorption is a great benefit to the skill.

In the early morning of this day, Fang Xu did not go home after practicing. Instead, he detoured to Lin's Village and arrived at Uncle Jiu's Yizhuang, but was surprised to find that the gate was closed, Uncle Jiu and his two apprentices were not there, and the whole village was closed. There was nothingness.

As a last resort, he asked a few old men who played chess at the entrance of the village.

"Oh, you said Uncle Jiu..."

"He went on a long trip with Qiusheng and Wencai to Ningcheng. It seems that a rich family invited him to do a feng shui survey..."

These old masters said something to each other, and only then did the matter become clear.It turns out that Uncle Jiu left the house half a month ago and hasn't come back yet...

Ning Cheng?

In the past, the Sea Whale Gang belonged to Ningcheng. Before, Yang Guo mentioned that Ningcheng was a place where martial arts were practiced, a branch of Baguazhang flourished, and hundreds of years ago, it shocked the entire martial arts world.Even today, there are many folk masters near Ningcheng, not inferior to the second-rate masters in today's rivers and lakes, just like Lu Xiongshan, the leader of the Sea Whale Gang. One of the most prestigious branches of Baguazhang.

Of course, there are also people in the world who say that this slamming stele has nothing to do with Baguazhang at all, but a branch of Neijiaquan. It was just that the person who created this powerful and fierce palm back then, in order to spread his own martial arts, Forcibly dragging Baguazhang...

Of course, there are many rumors about this palm technique in the arena, and the truth is nothing more than listening to it.

Ningcheng.

Fang Xu is no stranger to this place. When he went to school in his teens, he was in Ningcheng. At that time, their Fang family’s business shop was also in Ningcheng. It’s just that his father Fang De’s business grew bigger and bigger, and he went back and forth. In Hangcheng, he had only stayed in Ningcheng for more than two years before transferring to another school there.

Then go to Ningcheng for a walk, see what Uncle Jiu is doing there, and walk around by the way, maybe you can meet some experts to discuss and exchange ideas.

Back home, during breakfast, Fang Xu said that his old man Fang De didn't say anything, but his mother, Mrs. Ren, babbled a few more words, saying that he was going out after coming back, and that his uncle had been transferred to Ningcheng a few days ago. , remember to visit your uncle, Yunyun...

As soon as he said it, he left. After breakfast, Fang Xu casually packed up some clothes, took some bank notes with him, and set off.

Ningcheng is close to the Yangtze River Basin, with well-developed river transportation, and is very prosperous.This city is located in the northwest of Renjia Town, about a hundred miles away. Even young people with good feet will have to walk for about a day to get there.With Fang Xu's current foot strength, he arrived in Ningcheng in less than half a day.

"what?"

As soon as he arrived in Ningcheng, he was puzzled to find that there were quite a few Taoist priests in Taoist robes on this street, and it is rare for so many Taoist priests to appear in one place...

It seems that something happened in the boundary of Ningcheng to attract so many Taoist priests to appear.

When passing by a tavern, Fang Xu's heart moved, and he walked in. It was just noon, he ordered a lot of food, sat down and waited quietly for the waiter to serve the food.

"Oh, have you heard, it seems that there are more than 100 people in Mr. Ye's family in the west, and they all died overnight..."

"People from the police department went to investigate the scene that night, pulled the corpse out of the city and burned it in a hurry. I think there must be something tricky in it!"

(End of this chapter)