Martial Arts and Longevity: Starting from the Spiritual Beast Picture

Chapter 49 Horseshoe Bat

"Zhao Feilong? Surnamed Zhao!"

Zhao Lin murmured to himself, took off his outer shirt and tore off a large strip of cloth.

Liang Song asked, "Why did you tear up your clothes?"

"Can't get out of town tonight. I'm afraid Beard will find us by smelling sables. The clothes smell of musk, and that should mislead their search."

Zhao Lin explained, looking around on the street, he saw a wild dog eating garbage by the street.

He walked over, approached the wild dog slowly, and suddenly flew over to hold it down, wrapped a strip of cloth around its body three times, and finally tied a dead knot.

The wild dog thought it was about to be caught and eaten, so it barked wildly, and even turned its head and grinned.

Zhao Lin wrapped up the cloth and kicked it away.

"Go, run as far as possible."

The wild dog regained its freedom and immediately fled without a trace with its tail between its legs.

The two of them didn't delay any longer, and walked around the streets and cities several times, until they were sure that no one was following them, and then they found an inn near the yamen to stay.

They deliberately chose a room with a convenient location, which was convenient for escaping.

The two discussed it, Zhao Lin stayed in the first half of the night, and Liang Song stayed in the second half of the night.

Liang Song was sleepy and tired, and fell asleep after a while, while Zhao Lin stared at the door, not feeling sleepy at all.

Today was the closest he had ever been to dying in his life.

Thinking back to the shocking moment before, there was a feeling of narrow escape, but I still have lingering fears at this time.

That incomparably sharp sword was still lingering in his mind.

too strong!
Senior brother Yuan Cheng is also in Qi, Zhao Lin has competed with him, although he is not an opponent, but he doesn't think he is much stronger than himself.

But in the face of the cruel pillar sent by Huzi, he felt a sense of powerlessness that was hard to fight.

No wonder Zhu Huaishan once asked him whether realm is more important than actual combat.

It seems that the same realm, the strength may be very different.

Yuan Cheng has been practicing martial arts in Liuhemen, and he has quite a lot of actual combat experience, but most of them are sparring with the same school, or competitions between martial arts schools.

It is only about superiority, not life or death.

The heartless pillar, Zhao Feilong, is a man who kills like hemp and has lived and died for a long time.

There is a huge difference in the experience of life and death between the two.

At first, Zhao Lin thought that he would just run away when he encountered an enemy he couldn't beat, but now he realized that he thought it was easy.

The enemy sneaked up in the dark, and he was completely powerless to fight back. If Liang Song hadn't interrupted the opponent's rhythm with a knife, he might have become a corpse.

Even with the speed he is proud of, the speed of dodging and sprinting in a small space, the opponent is not weaker than him.

Unless you have also practiced to the Qi state...

It's a pity that the realm takes time to grind, and it cannot be achieved overnight.

Zhao Lin thought about it, but couldn't think of any good way to deal with it.

"Bang bang bang bang..."

"Ping An rogue..."

The sound of four-watch clappers sounded on the street, and Zhao Lin realized that it was past midnight, so he woke Liang Song up, fell on the bed, and fell asleep in a daze.

……

"Although the Liuhe stick method is called Liuhe, the number of ways is completely different from the boxing method. It emphasizes aggressive attacks, quick and changeable movements, simple movements, and tight connections..."

In the courtyard of Liuhemen, Zhao Lin and Sun Xiaofan stood facing each other holding a half-length stick, and Yuan Cheng stood aside to guide them.

Originally, according to the rules of Liuhemen, one started to practice boxing in the first year, and only started to learn how to use weapons in the second year.

After yesterday's assassination, Zhao Lin realized the power of the sword and asked to learn in advance.

Zhu Huaishan understood his current situation, so he asked Yuan Cheng to teach him and Sun Xiaofan the Liuhe stick method.

"Liuhe Cudgel is not just a stick technique. With one hand, it can be used as a knife or as a sword. With both hands, it can be used as a stick or a gun. The steps must be light and the strength must be smooth..."

Yuan Cheng demonstrated while talking.

Zhao Lin learned very seriously, and practiced repeatedly according to the stick method.

He only knows two types of weapons, the throwing ax and the lance, and it is difficult to use them in real fights.

Sun Xiaofan smiled and said: "Brother Yuan, why do we have to use sticks as swords and guns instead of real swords and guns?"

Zhao Lin also had this question, and couldn't help but look at Yuan Cheng.

Yuan Cheng glared at Sun Xiaofan, "Why, you don't have much energy with sticks?"

Sun Xiaofan scratched his hair and said: "I think the sword is easy to carry and powerful, hehe..."

Yuan Cheng raised his eyebrows and said, "An ordinary steel knife costs two taels of silver, and a double-edged sword costs twice as much."

"If you fight with all your strength, you can roll your blade in a day. If you practice this way, it will cost tens of taels of silver a month. Can you afford it?"

"The price is sky-high!"

Sun Xiaofan stuck out his tongue, "Forget it."

Yuan Cheng said sternly: "Money is one thing. Swords and guns have no eyes, and it is easy to miss and hurt people. Wooden sticks are strong and durable, and they can't kill people..."

At dusk, Zhao Lin finished his day's martial arts practice and went to the blacksmith's shop to buy a whistle stick.

The whistle stick is the short stick used by Wu Song in the Water Margin. It is made of beef tendon wood and is difficult to cut with ordinary swords.

The head of the stick is covered with iron sheet, and it can make a whistling sound when swung, so it is called a whistle stick.

Two days passed by.

Zhao Lin and Liang Song didn't encounter beards blocking them when they went out of the city, which made them feel uneasy and felt invisible pressure.

They wouldn't naively think that Beard could let the two of them go. The heartless Zhu Feilong Zhao Feilong was like a poisonous snake hiding in the dark, and could strike the two of them at any time.

That night, Zhao Lin and Liang Song left the city with a wild dog in their hands.

Walk halfway, let go of the wild dogs in clothes, and sprinkle chili noodles all the way.

At present, this method is feasible, but it is a bit expensive.

Beard's musk is made by himself. They don't know the formula, so this method cannot be used all the time.

Out of caution, the two of them did not spend the night in Zhou Paotou's cellar tonight.

Always going to one place will inevitably show your feet.

Taking advantage of the darkness, the two came to the cliff of the North Ridge of Mount Baitou.

There are many "death kilns" built a long time ago. There was a famine last year, and several old people died here.

It was late summer and early autumn, and the weather was so hot that it only needed a layer of hay to spend the night here.

Zhao Lin found a cave dwelling that looked fairly clean, and there was no peculiar smell inside. He was about to raise his legs and step in, when suddenly three black shadows the size of palms flew out of it.

One of the shadows came straight to his face.

Startled, Zhao Lin raised his hand and punched him.

There was only a "squeak", and the black shadow fell to the ground.

Zhao Lin looked down and saw that it was a bat.

"what happened?"

Liang Song poked his head out from the nearby cave and asked.

"It's all right, a bat."

Zhao Lin replied casually.

The dots of silver light gathered, and the spirit of the bat rose.

Zhao Lin looked at the little spirit and grinned.

This kind of bat is small in size, but its ears are very large, and its nose and mouth are leaf-shaped, which looks like a chrysanthemum.

So the locals call them big-eared flying squirrels, or chrysanthemum-headed bats.

Chrysanthemum-headed bats are used to living in caves, and they hunt and feed on nocturnal mosquitoes and moths in summer, especially in mountains.

Zhao Lin was about to step into the cave when he suddenly felt the spirit beast picture in his mind shaking violently.

Whenever encountering a beast spirit with a special ability, the spirit beast map will respond, the stronger the special ability, the more violent the reaction.

"Isn't it just a little bat?"

Zhao Lin said to himself, and suddenly froze as soon as the words came out.

Echolocation!

(End of this chapter)