Speed ​​Pass starts with choosing a hunter

Chapter 45 Clues

Qinghe County, Zhujia.

"That old man."

The Zhu family's only Yi Jin Guan martial arts master, Wu Lao, had a gloomy face and cursed in a low voice.

He went to Huwei Martial Arts Hall yesterday to inquire in person about the murder of Zhu Huan, but he did not expect that Old Man Xue would not give him any face and drove him out.

After Old Man Xue's realm fell, both of them are now at the Yi Jin Pass.

But Old Wu still felt unsure, because Old Xue had just killed a Yi Jin master a year ago.

Although forcibly breaking through the barrier made Old Man Xue's blood and energy even more exhausted, who knows whether Old Man Xue will become strong again. Old Man Wu is not willing to risk his life to try.

The reason why he wanted to go to the Tiger Mighty Martial Arts School was because of the Iron Knife Gang.

For some reason, the Iron Knife Gang was extremely concerned about the disciple named Bai Yuan. Deputy Gang Leader Han Tie even went to the Zhu family in person to ask the head of the Zhu family to find out Bai Yuan's background.

"What's so special about this kid that he could attract the attention of the Iron Blade Gang?"

The head of the Zhu family frowned.

He has been collecting information about Bai Yuan during this period.

Bai Yuan is indeed a young martial artist with a promising future, but he is still not qualified enough to warrant the attention of the deputy leader of the Iron Knife Gang.

There are many geniuses like Bai Yuan in the Iron Knife Gang, so there is no need to go to so much trouble.

"Did the people sent to follow find anything?"

Old Wu's expression gradually relaxed, and he looked at Zhu Shiping, the head of the Zhu family, without much respect in his tone.

If he was not in charge of the Zhu family, all the wealth in the garden would be just a wedding dress for others.

Zhu Shiping didn't care about Mr. Wu's attitude.

"That kid stayed at Wuwei Building and his home in Baisha Town every day, and nothing unusual was found."

His father, the previous head of the Zhu family, once helped Elder Wu when he was down and out. Later, Elder Wu broke through all the barriers and reached Yi Jin. Considering the kindness in the past and the large sum of money promised by the Zhu family, he was appointed as the great elder.

"Just keep following me. This boy might be hiding a big secret."

Elder Wu spoke calmly.

Naturally, he was also very interested in the secret that even the Iron Knife Gang valued.

"Brother Yuan, this soup is really delicious and warms my body."

Xiao Qiaoniang took small sips of the broth that Bai Yuan brought from Wuweilou.

Bai Yuan is now the second in charge of the restaurant. If he takes some things home, it doesn't count as embezzlement, and no one would dare to object.

Since opening the dyeing workshop, Xiao Qiaoniang has gained a lot of knowledge.

This broth is by no means simple. It actually has the effect of nourishing the body and is no worse than the body-building medicine she made.

"If you think it tastes good, I'll cook it for you every day."

Bai Yuan smiled slightly.

Xiao Qiaoniang's martial arts training is not as good as his. Only with the help of medicine can she break through the barriers faster. In fact, most martial artists are the same.

This is why Zhang Yang would disdainfully call the martial artists from the Iron Knife Gang and the Flying Eagle Fort "medicine jars".

Xiao Qiaoniang has a tough personality and is suitable for martial arts training. With his soup, it is estimated that one and a half years will be enough to break through the skin grinding.

And he can practice the Blood Tiger Sword without any worries.

The more he practiced the Blood Tiger Knife, the more sinister his skills became. After his cooking skills were upgraded to the master level, he happened to know a few recipes that could dispel evil in the heart, and he had asked Liu Qingshan to pay attention to the key medicinal ingredients.

"Sister-in-law, don't go out these days. Just practice martial arts at home."

Bai Yuan gave a few instructions without any context.

Xiao Qiaoniang nodded obediently. Since her husband said so, she would just do it. Deep down, she still had the simple ideas of a Baisha Town person.

The two men practiced until late at night, until they were exhausted and the candle in the east wing was blown out.

Now Bai Yuan and Xiao Qiaoniang are inseparable, and the west wing has been vacant for a long time.

Xiao Qiaoniang had fallen asleep in his arms, and Bai Yuan opened his eyes in the darkness.

After becoming a warrior, he slept very lightly, and the slightest movement would wake him up. "How long will the Zhu family keep guarding?"

Zhu Shiping, the head of the Zhu family, thought he was doing things in secret, but the people he sent to monitor Bai Yuan had already been discovered.

Since his tracking skills were upgraded to master level, his hearing has surpassed that of ordinary people.

Although the Zhu family members hiding in the corner of the Bai family's yard had lowered their voices, he could still hear them clearly.

"Damn it, that boy is sleeping with his wife, and we brothers are sitting here starving."

"Speak less, the boy in the room is being targeted by the Iron Knife Gang, so he can't make any mistakes."

"Boss, how did this kid offend the Iron Blade Gang?"

"How do I know?"

Iron Knife Gang?
Bai Yuan muttered to himself. He originally thought that it was just the Zhu family who refused to give up, but he didn't expect that it was related to the Iron Knife Gang.

He couldn't help but feel alert.

The Iron Knife Gang targeted him, most likely because of the Tiger-Shaped Crane Style and the bearded man who died at his hands.

"Then let them keep watching."

Bai Yuan closed his eyes again.

Killing the few people who are spying outside now will only bring more trouble. Since the Zhu family is willing to follow, just let the people outside endure it.

The wind outside was getting stronger.

The Zhu family members tightened their coats and couldn't help cursing a few times.

The next morning.

Xiao Qiaoniang woke up from her sleep and stretched lazily like a cat.

Since she started practicing martial arts, her sleep has been getting better and better, and she feels refreshed when she wakes up in the morning.

Bai Yuan had disappeared, but the remaining warmth in the quilt proved that he was not far away.

"Brother Yuan has gone out again."

Xiao Qiaoniang thought.

At this time, Bai Yuan was walking towards the Bai family's house carrying a basket of buns, which he bought from Aunt Wang's bun shop at the east end of the town.

The slight chill in the early morning seemed to penetrate into people's bones, but fortunately he was strong and not afraid of the cold.

Just as he approached the gate of his house, he saw several people pretending to talk in the corner.

These people were none other than the Zhu family members who had been waiting outside last night.

There were four people in total, and they all looked quite strong. They should be disciples who practiced martial arts, but it was unknown whether they were martial arts masters.

However, Bai Yuan felt that the possibility of him being a martial artist was low.

Martial artists are not cheap. Even a wealthy family like the Zhu family would not send so many martial artists to come here and blow the cold wind.

Bai Yuan did not make any unnecessary moves.

He just took a look and then pushed the door open and walked into the courtyard.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw Xiao Qiaoniang practicing boxing in the yard with a serious look on her face.

Practice hard in the coldest days of winter and the hottest days of summer. You must persist in practicing boxing and never slack off at any time. Xiao Qiaoniang is very clear about this. Since her foundation is not strong enough, she must practice more.

"Qiaojie, eat something first. These are the steamed buns from Aunt Wang's house."

Bai Yuan raised the bun in his hand as if to seek credit.

Xiao Qiaoniang wiped the sweat from her forehead with the back of her hand and smiled.

"coming."

She picked up a steaming bun and felt emotional. More than a year ago, she would never have dared to imagine that she could wake up every day and eat hot buns with meat filling.

Bai Yuan ate two meat buns and clapped his hands.

It’s getting late, time to kill the chickens again.

(End of this chapter)