Sword from Hengshan

Chapter 17 Enemies (Please recommend~)
The stars and moon are bright, the bright river is in the sky, there is no sound around, the sound is among the trees.

Zhao Rong returned to his residence in the evening, feeling very good.

Not only the chirping of insects is pleasant to the ear, but also the strange cry of "krypton krypton krypton" made by the barn owl is soothing.

While letting go of a big problem in my heart, I also thought about my promise with the little girl tomorrow.

Although we have not met the great master, Elder Qu Yang, it seems that it is not a pity.

In the early morning of the next day, Zhao Rong came to the escort agency early.

Today, the Changrui Escort Bureau has a completely new look. The reception hall can accommodate more than a hundred people. The window lattice, door eaves, and wall corners are spotless. The tabletop is as bright as a mirror, and several imperial chairs are arranged neatly in the center.

In the corner, Zhao Rong was on duty in front of the warehouse.

Use the feather duster in Lao Zhou's hand to draw the "Flying Goose Knife".

"Brother Zhou, the trick of hiding flowers under leaves seems to be related to wild birds throwing themselves into the forest. One is twisting the body to hide the knife under the armpit, and the other is twisting the body violently to pick out the stab."

"Stagger the wild geese in the middle to fall down the mountain. You can also use the sword to perform these two moves together."

Lao Zhou crossed his legs, praised him for his spirituality, and said:
"That's true, but the timing of the attack changes accordingly."

"The moves are the same but the strength is different, and the power is very different."

The implication is to warn him not to be too ambitious.

Zhao Rong accepted it happily and asked for advice with a studious attitude:
"There is a barrier between the sword and the sword. It will inevitably become stiff when using the sword. Is there any solution?"

Lao Zhou grinned, looked at him like a rookie, and said proudly:
"You've asked the right person. I've been immersed in this sword technique for decades, and I'm already able to use my strength freely. It's not difficult to change the strength technique into a sword stance."

"If you practice for more than ten years, you will be able to reach Zhou's level."

Zhao Rong looked forward to it and solemnly took off the sword and handed it to him.

did not expect.
After practicing and studying for more than half an hour, Lao Zhou felt dizzy and his eyes wandered.

"Brother Rong, creating moves is almost the job of a master craftsman. Zhou's job is to guard the warehouse. After thinking it over, I decided not to get involved in this for the time being."

Haha, Bao Datong is not the only one who is very talkative among martial arts people.

Zhao Rong smiled sinisterly and would never point it out to his face.

It just so happened that Lu Shilai came from the corridor leading a gangster. Seeing his savior, Lao Zhou hurriedly got out of the quagmire of changing his tactics.

"The escort wants to pick up the goods?"

"No."

"Yesterday Pu Kui and the others brought eighteen kinds of weapon racks here."

Lao Zhou heard the sound and pointed to the warehouse: "Are you going to carry it out again?"

"Yes." Biao Lu looked depressed.

"Isn't it that there are so many visitors that the hall is not open enough?"

Lu Shilai shook his head: "It has been changed. Now it is placed in the courtyard outside the hall, with one row on each side. There are no weapons such as swords, guns, swords, hammers, axes, hooks and sickles."

"Have you heard the noise outside? Lao Jin is arranging for someone to bring out the whetstone, and the weapons are all polished and placed on them."

There was a smell of gunpowder hidden in his words, which almost choked Zhao Rong's nose.

Nainaidi, what's the trick?

Aren't you inviting someone to dinner?
In the blink of an eye, it became the Hongmen Banquet?
Seeing Lu Shilai glance at him, Zhao Rong had no doubt that Lao Lu wanted to become an axeman.

"Guard head, who do you want me to kill?"

Lu Shilai was amused, "Don't be too busy chopping."

"Brother Rong, come here to help first."

"okay."

As the two men moved the weapon racks out together, the "humming" sound outside the hall became louder and louder. A large group of men sharpened their weapons and rubbed the whetstones with sparks.

It wasn't until a spring and autumn sword as tall as a person was displayed in a conspicuous place that Zhao Rong had time to ask Lao Lu what was going on.

"When friends come, have good wine; when enemies come, bring swords and guns."

"Some guys who are asking for trouble have given me invitations to come and discuss this batch of lost escorts."

Zhao Rong listened to his tone and guessed: "Is he the enemy of Changrui Escort Agency?"

"Yes."

"It's the Sanhemen of Qingzhou Prefecture, and the Zhenyuan Escort Agency who wears the same pants as them."

"Qingzhou Mansion is thousands of miles away from us, how can it conflict with Sanhemen?"

"It's normal for you to be weird. It's all old news."

It was only when Zhao Rong asked that Lu Shilai had the patience to mention a few more words: "Chi Zhengsong, the leader of the Sanhe Sect, is the uncle of Chi Baicheng, a disciple of the Taishan Sect. They were in the business of escort bureaus and martial arts schools in Qingzhou Prefecture and Yanzhou Prefecture."

"Because there are demon sects in the north, Huashan and Songshan forces in the west, and Japanese pirates from the Salt Gang in the east, they developed southward."

"Chi Zhengsong's sister is married to Shen Tiantao, the leader of the Jiaolong Gang in Yingtian Prefecture. The Zhenyuan Escort Bureau is originally an industry of the Jiaolong Gang. They partnered with Sanhemen to take the waterways of Ningguofu and Huizhoufu, and then to the southwest to Poyang Lake, radiating to Jiujiang and Yuezhou. , Linjiang three places.”

Hearing this, Zhao Rong suddenly realized.

Aren't these three places where Changrui Escort Agency does the most business?

As the saying goes, peers are enemies.

Nowadays, the business of Changrui Escort Agency reaches Yingtian Mansion, and the reverse invasion reaches the gate of Jiaolong Gang. It is normal for the two sides to have friction.

It's nothing to make fun of someone by sending greetings to someone's door. If the loss of the escorts in Poyang Lake is related to this group of people, then it would be a real quarrel. They might even have to fight on the day of the banquet.

"What excuse did they use to come to our door?" Lu Shilai sneered, "They just said that the goods of Zhenyuan Escort Agency were also lost, also in the Poyang Lake area."

"It's really full of tongue and nonsense."

"Brother Rong, don't worry. Not only are the Jianghu comrades recruited by the chief escort chief to help, Hengzhou Mansion is also the headquarters of the Hengshan Corps! It doesn't matter that he is the number one escort in Yingtian Mansion, he still can't make any tricks."

"But when heroes gather together, a fight with fists, feet, and weapons is indispensable."

"Just go and scout the enemy from the side and see how we can dampen their spirits."

Zhao Rong couldn't help but nodded and said hello.

He understood the principle of a strong dragon not overpowering a local snake, but if he was messed with like this, things would become much more complicated.

We also need to secretly look for the second and fifth sons of the Hengshan sect.

Well, I know too many things.

So tired.

On the day when the escort agency holds a banquet, I can just stand by and broaden my horizons.

Zhao Rong secretly made up his mind.

He was busy until the evening. When Zhao Rong had time, he studied moves with Pu Kui, Lao Zhou and others, and looked at some boxing and kicking skills collected by the escort agency.

Too much to chew.

The most convenient one to use right now is Bao Datong's through-arm boxing technique.

At dusk, Zhao Rong, who did not need to stay at the escort office, said goodbye to Lugui Pukui and headed towards Yanta Street in the west of the city.

There are several teahouses half a mile away from the city gate, where many merchants from the rivers and lakes entering the city from Luosu Wharf rest here.

There was an old man named Sang who opened the teahouse at the far side. The tables and chairs were old and the awnings were simple, so he had the fewest guests.

"It's Brother Zhao."

"Sit down, sit down."

Zhao Rong was passing by here on his way home, and old man Sang put on a smile when he saw his regular customer coming to his door.

"Still the same hibiscus flower tea." Zhao Rong replied, looking inside, and saw the petite figure at a glance.

Qu Feiyan waved to him warmly and called out "Brother Rong."

"Hey, this girl said she was waiting for someone. I was worried that she would be deceived, so I kept an eye on her."

"I was waiting for Brother Zhao."

The old man shook his head, "It seems that my worries are in vain, old man."

It's really no use worrying about it. With this little girl's mind, it would be good if she doesn't deceive others.

"Sang Lao is kind," Zhao Rong praised him. He turned around and was about to walk in. Suddenly something occurred to him and he stopped walking. "I heard that Mr. Sang is going back to his hometown?"

"Yes."

"The old man is almost seventy, and the fallen leaves must return to their roots." The wrinkles on Old Man Sang's face piled up and he looked east. "I still have two old houses in Anren. I have saved a little money for coffins over the years. I want to bury the old bones." Stay there and be pure so that you can go to hell."

"This tea shop old man is ready to sell out."

Zhao Rong asked: "What's the price?"

"Thirty taels together with the shop. If you can't get the thirty taels, just twenty taels."

Old Man Sang spoke firmly.

"When?"

"It's the New Year's Eve."

Old Man Sang responded, looked at him curiously, and suddenly heard Zhao Rong say simply:
"Just thirty taels. I want this shop. Mr. Sang can just go back to his old home and enjoy his old age."

Seeing that he looked calm again, he was not joking.

Old Man Sang looked at it for a moment and was overjoyed: "That's great. I don't have any worries about the tea shop being in Brother Zhao's hands."

"Today's tea is free, free!"

Old man Sang said generously.

"Haha, thank you." Zhao Rong was not polite to him and sat in a quiet place next to Qu Feiyan.

"Brother Rong, what are you doing in the tea shop?" The little girl heard clearly.

Zhao Rong looked like he had seen through the turbulent world: "I decided to quit the world and make a living selling tea here."

"Hahaha, Brother Rong is really funny."

Qu Feiyan's laughter was like a silver bell, "No young man who has retired from the world of martial arts wants to find martial arts secrets. You should listen to the Fourth Secret Book like my grandfather. If you say it like that, I will still believe it."

Zhao Rong smiled and did not treat her like a child during the conversation.

"Let's not mention the tea shop for now. You tell me first."

"Does your grandpa agree to that?"

"How could you not allow it?"

Qu Feiyan said mysteriously, "Good brother, Fei Fei brought everything you asked for."

"Oh, so fast!"

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(End of this chapter)