Martial Arts and Longevity: Starting from the Spiritual Beast Picture

Chapter 87
"Brother Liang, how do you think you can catch a live leopard?"

While patrolling the street, Zhao Lin asked Liang Song.

Liang Song was a serious hunter, and he knew more about hunting than himself, the second knife who became a monk halfway through.

Liang Song gave him a strange look, "Catching leopards is all for that skin, what do you want to do?"

"There is a medicinal material in the prescription for my practice, which is the blood of wild animals. Master said that leopard blood is the best, so I wondered if it was possible to get it."

When it came to his absolute privacy, Zhao Lin made up an excuse.

"The prescriptions for your practice are quite strange."

Liang Song thought for a while and said, "There are indeed leopards in Baitou Mountain, but it's too difficult to catch them, let alone live ones."

"The only way is to sit on the sidelines, use fresh pork and mutton as bait, and then set a trap, or hide and wait for it to appear, and shoot with a bow and arrow."

"However, leopards are very vigilant, they don't want to take risks easily, and they only eat fresh meat, and they have to get new ones every day. They may be busy for ten days and a half months, but they don't get anything, so no one wants to do this kind of loss-making business. .”

"So difficult?"

Zhao Lin was a little disappointed, thinking how could he spend so much time catching leopards in the mountains, and it was Huzi's territory over there, it would be troublesome if they blocked him.

Liang Song suddenly slapped his head, "By the way, we have money now, so we can find someone to do these things."

Zhao Lin's eyes lit up, "You mean to invite someone?"

"Correct!"

Liang Song nodded and said, "In the past, there were often fur dealers and medicine dealers who came to the mountains just to buy a certain kind of medicine or animal skins. Usually they would pay a high price, so that everyone would be willing to do it."

Zhao Lin clapped his hands and said, "That's great. There are so many hunters in Baitou Mountain, it's wonderful to let them work for me!"

"What part-time job?"

"It means working hard."

Zhao Lin did what he said, but it was inconvenient for him and Liang Song to come forward, so he asked He Qingquan for help.

He Qing was old and frail all year round, and he was incompetent as a fast catcher, but he had experience in doing these things.

He went to the pharmacy in Baitou Mountain Town and stated that he wanted to buy live leopards, leaving ten taels of silver as a deposit, and then posted notices everywhere, and quickly spread the news to various villages and towns.

Baitou Mountain, Hejiatun.

"Buy leopards at a high price of 50 taels, don't ask for complete fur, just live, half-dead... also okay?"

"Chongyuan Hall in Lisha Town stays."

In front of the big tree at the head of the village, the village chief He Laokan read aloud to the notice on the tree.

Dozens of men, women and children surrounded the tree, listening to him attentively.

"Old Uncle Kan, is this notice real or fake? Would someone be so stupid as to offer 50 taels of silver to take a leopard?" said a man wearing a sheepskin waistcoat.

"That's right, this price is worth a strange beast." Someone beside the sheepskin vest also said.

He Laokan stretched out his hand and nodded at the end of the notice, "See, here is the seal of Chongyuantang, and it is probably impossible to fake it. What they accept is a live leopard, which is no easier to catch than a strange beast."

The sheepskin vest nodded, "It is true that a live leopard is not easy to catch, but the price is still too high to be real."

"Uncle Jin Bao, isn't it good to have a high bid?" A ten-year-old girl giggled.

The sheepskin waistcoat glanced at her, "You don't understand, what if we spend a long time catching the leopard and people don't recognize it?"

"At that time, a person will appear out of nowhere and say that he is willing to accept it with five taels of silver. Are you going to sell it or not? You will lose money if you sell it, and you will lose it if you don't sell it."

"There have been unscrupulous fur dealers who have done this kind of thing before, why don't you ask me?"

He Laokan stroked his gray beard, and said, "Jin Bao, why don't you go to the town and ask Chong Yuantang to find out."

"Okay, I'll go now!"

Jin Bao left behind a sentence and strode towards the town with big strides.

Half an hour later, Jin Bao hurried back.

Most of the people who were watching under the tree just now were there, and the impatient ones shouted from a long distance: "Jin Bao, how is it? Is it true?"

Jin Bao grinned, "Really! Chong Yuantang said that he even paid the deposit, ten taels of silver!"

Everyone cheered up when they heard it.

"Great! We have to do a big job, and we can't let other villages take this opportunity."

"It's just about autumn hunting, let's take the leopard as the lead!"

"Jin Paotou's surname is Jin, and Jinbao's surname is also Jin, I think it's okay..."

……

This afternoon, Zhao Lin, as usual, picked up the value in advance.

When he returned to Liuhemen, there was a boxing competition in the yard, which was a regular competition among apprentices.

Zhu Huaishan was sitting on the sidelines with a few disciples to watch, when he saw Zhao Lin coming in, he smiled and waved, "Come on, sit down, maybe you will have apprentices next year."

Zhao Lin obediently walked over and sat down, watching the apprentices in the arena compete in martial arts.

He hadn't participated in a boxing match for a few days.

The main reason is that although he is at the second level of strength, the two apprentices at the third level are not his opponents, and the difference in strength is obvious.

Zhu Huaishan simply refused to let him participate, so as not to cause psychological burden to others and damage self-confidence.

Zhao Lin came late and watched the boxing match for a while before it was over.

Zhu Huaishan was quite satisfied with the process, especially for the two new apprentices, he really praised a few words.

After the field was vacated, Zhao Lin moved his body a bit, went to the equipment rack and took a "Zhen Ting".

Zhenting is a short wooden stick made of peach wood and shaped like a rolling pin.

Physicians use it to dredge qi and blood for patients, reduce swelling and relieve pain, and warriors also use it to rub and massage meridians and tendons to achieve the purpose of strengthening bones and tendons.

Zhao Lin held the Zhenting and rubbed it on his body from time to time, and slapped his whole body from time to time. He practiced for half an hour before stopping.

After a short rest, just as he was about to practice the Liuhe stick technique, someone knocked on the door outside.

dong dong dong...

Zhao Lin is used to practicing near the gate, so it is convenient to monitor the movement outside.

Before the knock on the door sounded, he had already heard the steady and powerful footsteps of three people. He speculated that they should be young and middle-aged warriors, most likely men.

But when he opened the door, he realized that he had guessed wrong.

The first thing that came into view was an old man with frosty white hair and long eyebrows, leaning on a faucet crutch in his hand, with a straight waist and a dignified demeanor.

Standing behind the old man is a middle-aged man and woman. The man has a resolute face and is not angry. The woman is petite and has good eyebrows. It can be seen that she was a beauty when she was young.

Zhao Lin's first impression of these three people was: very strong!

They don't have a strong energy, nor a vigorous blood, the breath is continuous, calm, peaceful and upright, but it makes people feel an irresistible thought.

"May I ask who the three seniors are looking for?" Zhao Lin unconsciously used honorifics.

The old man smiled slightly, "Is Zhu Huaishan here? Let him come to see me."

"Those are..."

"Just say that we are from Yanyun Mountain, and he will understand."

(End of this chapter)