Luo Yan Hu does not return

This group of self-proclaimed "Eighteen Riders" are still struggling at the moment, and occasionally do robbery for a living, but they are desperately poor. They occupy an old abandoned house in Longwei Lane in the east of the city. The roof is in disrepair and dilapidated. It was raining torrentially, and the night was ticking continuously.

The torrential rain subsided, the sound of the water gradually weakened, Feng Liyuan still tossed and turned, and couldn't sleep for a long time, not because he disliked the cramped corner allotted to him, but because he heard a bad news during the day, and after thinking about it, he still couldn't let go.

In the Battle of Dangyin, Sima Yue, king of the East China Sea, was defeated and fled to Xiapi. Ji Shao blocked the sword for the emperor with his flesh and blood.

"People in the world praise Uncle Ji for his talent but his lack of talent. No matter who he seeks, he should be virtuous and loyal. In this troubled world, he should build a peaceful and pure land and devote himself to the people of Li... That day you still Advise me, don't overestimate your own strength, but yourself...that stupid emperor is not a master, why let you lose your life for him..."

Thinking of this, Feng Liyuan became more depressed and unbearable, coupled with being bruised all over his body by Ji Sang and restless, he straightened up and planned to go out to relax, when he suddenly found someone staring at him viciously from behind.

The man had a high nose and deep eyes, and a bushy beard. Feng Liyuan could still tell in the darkness—it was Shi Le who had married him before.

Feng Liyuan waved to Shi Le, inviting him to go out together.

At this time the rain had completely stopped, and the first quarter moon appeared, like a scimitar ready to try, Feng Liyuan walked fast in front, leaving Shi Le's bad comer far behind.

Shi Le was panting after chasing all the way, he thought Feng Liyuan would escape like this, but he didn't expect the two of them to go to a wilderness, Feng Liyuan suddenly stopped.

Without further ado, Shi Le rushed forward with an elbow, and Feng Liyuan folded his backhand, and was actually directly pinched.

"What are you doing, let go..." Shi Le shook it a few times, but it didn't have any effect, but Feng Liyuan's restraint became easier, "This is the 'Eagle Claw Binding Tiger Fist'. Can get away."

"What do you think, if you want to kill or cut, just do it quickly. Grandpa Shi is not a pustule, and you will never let him order it—" Shi Le wanted to say more, but Feng Liyuan let go of his hand and directly threw him aside.

"My Han martial arts, do you accept it or not?"

"Dissatisfied!"

While Shi Le was speaking, he rushed to Feng Liyuan like a bull, trying to hug his lower body, Feng Liyuan took this opportunity, squatted down and swept his legs, and directly threw Shi Le to the ground.

"You Han boy is so vicious and cruel, it really isn't a good thing..."

Feng Liyuan snorted coldly, raised two fingers and poked straight at Shi Le's eyes, Shi Le had no time to dodge, in shock, he could only close his eyes tightly, but he couldn't wait until his eyes hurt.

"You are..." Shi Le opened his eyes, watching Feng Liyuan withdraw his finger, very puzzled.

"Brother Ji Sang is merciful and spares my life. Naturally, he can't hurt his brother casually. Brother, you can see clearly, what are vicious tricks?"

Shi Le glared at Feng Liyuan angrily, and said in a low voice, "I offended you."

"Can you promise, brother, that you will not let others know about what happened tonight?"

"Since the skills are inferior to others, it should be so."

Having said that, the resentment in Shi Le's eyes did not diminish by half, and Feng Liyuan said again: "Brother, if you can promise that you will never break your promise, I will recognize you as the eldest brother. The kung fu that you have shown before can also be dismantled together with your brother." two."

"Nothing to be courteous, rape or steal, what you want to do, you kid, you might as well just say it!"

After half a day of observation, Feng Liyuan could see clearly that besides Ji Sang, the most effective speaker among the 'Eighteen Riders' was Shi Le, the Jie clan man in front of him.

This man was young, because he was kidnapped by a high-ranking official and made a domestic slave, so he was always hostile to the Han people, and he was willing to obey and respect his words because of his kindness and respect. When he came to Fengliyuan, only It's completely distasteful, and Ji Sang still thinks highly of Feng Liyuan, and he's even more jealous, thinking of revenge all the time.

If he wanted to rely on the 'Eighteen Riders' to regain the Yingying Sword, Feng Liyuan had to find a way to smooth Shi Le's knots.

"Brother Shi, you fought with me before, and you only pulled the upper body every time. I think it was because you stayed on the horse for too long and didn't care about your feet, so you didn't pay attention—"

"Hmph, you don't know Grandpa Shi's horseback riding and archery skills. Let's compete again tomorrow. Let's go." Shi Le was about to turn around and leave when he was grabbed by Feng Liyuan.

"Speaking of comparing tomorrow, how do you—" Shi Le said, his arm was stuck to death by Feng Liyuan again, "Brother Shi must have heard of 'use your own strengths to attack the opponent's weaknesses', you have been riding on horseback since you were young. Growing up, it's the same as riding a horse and pressing my legs since I was a child, and it's a skill that I use to eat, why bother to bite the other's job?"

After Feng Liyuan finished speaking, he let go of the restraint again, Shi Le turned his arms, and replied: "What I said... meant something."

"I told Brother Ji Sang that all the brothers are good men, and I admire and admire them. I just want to be a follower, pour wine and serve tea, and pretend to be a brother with Brother Shi. It seems that it is still a tall order... ..."

Hearing this, Shi Le softened his stern expression a little, and said disdainfully: "You have such abilities, Brother Ji Sang will never treat you badly, why bother to pretend to be with me here..."

Although Feng Liyuan got angry, he couldn't bear to wait for Zhang Fang to come to his door for a while, the consequences would be disastrous, he took a step away and shouted: "Brother Shi, it's useless to talk, show you this—"

Feng Liyuan turned around and jumped to the distance, and began to disassemble the move of "Eagle Claw Binding Tiger Fist" just now. Unexpectedly, after one move, there will be frequent tricks. The way of fisting is not very complicated, but it is varied and very subtle. Shi Le Eyes wide open, he watched Feng Liyuan gesticulating back and forth intently, without cursing again.

"Brother Shi, can you see clearly?"

"You... really want to teach me this?"

Shi Le has practiced martial arts for many years. In the past, he relied on brute force to be domineering, especially when he was on horseback. He had few opponents, but when fighting against real masters, his ideas were often too direct, and his punching strength was not as dexterous as Ji Sang's. Feng Liyuan used this set of boxing techniques and came up with various coups one after another, even though he still had some scruples about Feng Liyuan, he couldn't hold back the idea of ​​practicing.

"One word from a gentleman..." Feng Liyuan suddenly remembered that he had told Xue Heng the day before yesterday, "You must believe in your words, and you must do what you do. You are a villain", so he stopped immediately and changed his words: "I just said It has been promised and must be fulfilled.”

"...Well, when we come back from work tomorrow, we will meet here. I will ask you for advice then, please don't hold back."

"My little brother will definitely teach you everything, and I would like to invite Big Brother Shi...to ignore past suspicions!" After Feng Liyuan said, he arched his hands and prepared to salute. Unexpectedly, Shi Le would not give him any face, so he interrupted abruptly, "That step is still worth it!" It's too early, let's wait until Grandpa Shi finds out whether your 'Eagle Claw Binding Tiger Fist' is not a fancy fist or embroidered legs."

Shi Le turned and left, Feng Liyuan followed behind, kicked the stones on the ground vigorously, and thought to himself: "This guy is really difficult to serve, I'd better not delay here, settle this matter as soon as possible, and get out early..."

That day, shortly after Ge Hong escaped from the secret road with Zhu Faku and Xue Heng, he took several herbal medicines for Xue Heng to decoct and swallow. His brain disease was diagnosed by Ge Hong, and it was caused by a small piece of meridian blockage. It is more hidden than the epilepsy of yin and yang imbalance, and the symptoms are much milder, as if something is restraining it, which is weird and abnormal.

The "Eight Treasures Zhenxin Pill" that Ge Hong wanted to use before can strengthen the Yang Qi of the heart and open up stagnant meridians, which is more suitable than the impromptu patchwork of herbs. This method caused Xue Heng to have a lot of headaches, and he also contracted a cold due to lack of energy.

Not long after Feng Liyuan left, Ge Hong also dragged Xue Heng back to Luoyang City, saying that he would get rid of the root cause of his illness first, Xue Heng did not refuse, and let Ge Hong drag around.

"Brother Xuan, I saw your brother Zhuzi, let's hide quickly—" The White Tiger Gang set up a stage on the street again, and the "Eighteen Riders" were not far behind. make trouble.

Feng Liyuan changed his attire, with narrow sleeves and short shoes, short jacket and long skirt, and his neat crown and hair looked extremely abrupt. Even though he was not short in stature, he was still like a standout among a group of burly men, out of place.

Ge Hong pulled Xue Heng to hide in the densest place of the crowd, put his arm on Xue Heng's shoulder and said: "You said...what the hell are you doing, brother Zhuzi?"

"...the last time I left, I remember...he didn't seem to bring—"

Ge Hong said before Xue Heng: "Oh, I see, he left the Chengying sword in the cave last time."

Xue Heng's eyes closely followed the looming figure in the crowd, and ignored Ge Hong.

Feng Liyuan was in a dilemma, he couldn't care about the crowd watching the excitement around him, this time the space in the middle was wide open, and no unrelated idlers were hurt, this is because Ji Sang made it clear that he wanted him to stand out. Express your determination to join the gang.

The "Eighteen Riders" want to establish prestige among the common people, and there is not much difference between their sect and the hooligans. Their daily business is to catch someone who is not pleasing to the eye, and immediately gather together in a yelling manner, relying on the strength of the crowd to make a big fuss One meal, even if the so-called punishing evil and promoting good, acting chivalrously and righteously.

Feng Liyuan hesitated for a while, some of the "Eighteen Riders" couldn't bear it, and had already greeted his eighteenth generation ancestors several times, but in desperation, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and rush up, with the White Tiger Gang The leading man twisted together.

Although the man's physical strength is not as good as Ji Sang, he is also much stronger than Feng Liyuan, and he has practiced close body skills all year round, and Feng Liyuan has to hide and hide, so he can't show the dew, so the two fought. After hundreds of rounds, there is still no result.

At the end of the fight, neither of the two took advantage, and Ji Sang saved his face. He asked someone to drag the bruised and swollen Feng Liyuan aside, rolled up his sleeves, and rushed forward to pinch the exhausted man. Beat up.Seeing Ji Sang's fierceness, the rest of the White Tiger Gang packed up their belongings in a hurry and disappeared in an instant.

"Tsk tsk, it's really barbaric. You, brother Zhuzi, are stupid enough to follow such a group of people..." Ge Hong shook his head on the spot where the man died, and stretched out his hand to grab him. Looking back, he found that it was a ferocious old woman. Scared out of his wits, he lowered his neck and hurried out of the crowd.

"Where did Xiao Xuanxuan go?" Ge Hong looked around and saw that there were people everywhere. He was about to crawl back, but when he heard a scuffling sound behind him, Xue Heng jumped to the ground from nowhere, and said in a deep voice: " Zhichuan, let's stop wasting here."

"Brother Xuan, your head... doesn't hurt at all?"

"It's okay, let's hurry up and catch up with that 'White Tiger Gang', the one who was on par with his elder brother just now. It doesn't seem to be the Kung Fu of the Central Plains..."

Seeing Xue Heng's frown, Ge Hong knew that his headache hadn't subsided yet, but Xue Heng was so persistent, there must be something urgent that must be done, so he quickly turned serious and cleared up all the teasing words in his stomach.