Mang Shusheng's Ink Painting Practice

Chapter 67 The Evil Guest at Night
Even though Zhou Su revealed the darkness in the army in front of everyone, and what they saw was probably just the tip of the iceberg, Zhou Qingzhao, the literary girl, did not retreat after knowing it, but became more determined.

Zhou Su felt a headache seeing the look of him wanting to clear away the darkness and restore justice in this world.

"Alright, it's getting late, so I won't let you stay here overnight, Junxin."

Zhou Su, who was in a bad mood, directly ordered them to leave.

Zhou Qingzhao said puzzledly, "But Dad, it's curfew outside now. How can Senior Brother Junxin go out?"

Zhao Xiangyu patted her shoulder and said, "My dear girl, you really worry about everything. Don't worry, the night patrols in the rotten military camp won't be able to catch this kid."

After hearing this, Zhou Qingzhao recalled what he had heard in the previous class about the corruption of the Mozhou Guards, and actually felt that it made sense.

Zhou Su said: "Okay, go back by yourself."

Zhao Yifu could only clasp his fists and bow, then leave Zhou's house.

To be honest, he was a little afraid that he would be kept overnight.

After all, he had originally planned to go back and pet and bathe the seventeen cats, and he would cry if he missed those kittens.

Zhao Yifu didn't feel the slightest bit of regret for missing the opportunity to stay overnight at Zhou's house. He only cared about the kitten at home.

Well, there are also a few puppies.

He was just about to go home quickly under the cover of night, but his ears moved slightly and he heard some strange noises in the street next to him.

He immediately looked over vigilantly and saw two figures staggering and walking hurriedly in the darkness, heading straight towards the Zhou Mansion.

Seeing this, Zhao Yi Fu immediately went to meet them. No matter who the person was, since the target was the Zhou Mansion, he couldn't ignore it.

His eyesight was nearly times better than that of an ordinary person. When the other party was just wary of his appearance, he had already seen the faces of the two people clearly.

"who!"

A man's voice sounded, a little weak but strong.

Zhao Yifu looked at the short and strong man and said quietly, "Uncle San, it's me."

Zhao Yehe, with blood oozing from the corner of his mouth and a somewhat ferocious expression, asked in surprise, "Jun Xin? Is it really you?"

At this time, a woman beside him said, "Enough of the small talk. Aren't you going to Lord Zhou's house to ask your niece for help? Hurry up, I'm afraid they're about to catch up."

Zhao Yifu quickly assessed the situation in his mind, but said resolutely, "No, you can't go to my mentor's place. Go to my house."

At this moment, the woman grabbed Zhao Yifu by the collar and said, "Listen, we are being hunted by a group of martial arts masters. It doesn't matter if you are poor and come to your house. Your whole family will suffer."

Zhao Yifu shook his head firmly and said, "Then I can't let you bring trouble to my mentor's home. He is a pure scholar and should not be involved in the affairs of the underworld."

The woman pushed Zhao Yifu away again and said, "What a stubborn person, Zhao Junxin, right? Are you going to watch your third uncle die here?"

Zhao Yifu shook his head again and said, "No, Third Uncle will not die."

He took two steps back, straightened his Confucian robe which was a little wrinkled from being pulled, and looked at the dark street corner behind them with burning eyes.

Zhao Yehe understood his nephew's intentions and immediately said, "Don't try to show off. The man chasing us is Zhuo Yanbing, also known as 'Flying Crosser of the Ming River.'"

Just as he finished speaking, a rather cold and arrogant male voice came from behind them: "Sure enough, there are some gains. Your Zhao family is indeed a cunning rabbit with three burrows. But now, this little bastard of the Zhao family will die here with him."

The woman behind Zhao Yifu said, "Now you know why we don't go to your place, right?"

"This old dog Zhuo is known as the 'Flying Across the Ming River'. His lightness skills and leg techniques are top-notch. We are no match for him."

"Yehe doesn't want to implicate you!"

Zhao Yifu was speechless. He looked at the woman behind him. Although she looked like she was almost forty years old with a frosted complexion and her skin was a little rough, her facial features were quite delicate and she looked like she was a beauty when she was young.

Could this be Third Aunt?

Zhao Yifu made irresponsible guesses.

He didn't even seem to care too much about Zhuo Yan.

"Jun Xin, run quickly. Hong Shu and I will stop him for you."

Zhao Yehe coughed and said weakly.

Zhao Yifu said seriously, "I can't let you go to the Zhou Mansion. This is my duty as a disciple. But I won't let this matter go unchecked either, because you are my family."

Zhuo Yan said coldly, "Good ambition, but unnecessary."

As soon as he finished speaking, he took a step forward at lightning speed.

This person's speed was really fast, so fast that even Zhao Yifu felt stunned.

His eyes were able to catch Zhuo Yanbing's trace, but he was a beat slow to react.

It’s not that his reaction is not fast enough, but he rarely encounters such a speed and finds it difficult to adapt.

Warriors may seem to have no status in the world of cultivation, but truly powerful warriors should not be underestimated.

Zhao Yifu saw that the other party had already swung his palm and was about to land lightly on his chest.

At this moment, Zhao Yifu saw the contempt in Zhuo Yanbing's eyes, as if he thought that this palm of his could make him lose the ability to move.

Zhao Yifu's reaction was indeed a beat slow, but then he stretched out his right hand and gently blocked it...

The next moment, Zhuo Yanbing's palm was slapped aside.

He looked over in surprise, obviously not expecting his attack to be so easily resolved.

Zhao Yifu used one hand to display the classic finger shape of Crane Claw Kung Fu, and after slapping the opponent's hand away, he immediately grabbed it back.

This made everyone present's scalp tingle, because Zhao Yifu's crane claw had gone beyond what a crane claw grappling hand should have. It actually looked like a crane's claw, emitting a series of hissing sounds that broke the air.

Zhuo Yan's expression suddenly froze, and he didn't dare to face the sharp attack directly. He quickly retreated a distance.

Even so, Zhao Yifu's claws emitted a burst of air force, leaving five clear scratches on Zhuo Yanbing's chest.

Zhuo Yanbing retreated several steps before saying in disbelief, "Crane Claw Qi? Besides Zhao Yunhe, is there anyone else at Shenhe Villa who can practice Crane Claw to this level?"

However, there is one point he did not explain, that is, generally speaking, those who can practice this kind of air power are all first-class masters.

He didn't say it because he didn't want to believe that there was such a young top-notch master in this world.

In his eyes, Zhao Yifu seemed too young and too incredible.

Zhao Yehe was also surprised. He looked at Zhao Yifu and said, "It seems that when I saw you three months ago, you were just a second-rate expert, right?"

Zhao Yifu shook his head and said, "Uncle San, it's been more than three months."

These words were a bit irritating, but there was no trace of arrogance on Zhao Yifu's face.

Because in his mind, this wasn't a commendable result. He had heard many stories about people in cultivation sects who could open up the Small Circulation in just a hundred days...

Compared with the true geniuses in the world of cultivation, he just took advantage of the fact that he had been practicing martial arts since childhood.

But then Zhuo Yan kicked his feet again and rushed forward.

This time he was not careless, but showed his best skills.

He quickly approached Zhao Yifu, and then his body spun rapidly like a Hot Wheels, kicking out continuously.

Zhao Yifu used his right hand to block the attacks continuously, appearing calm and composed. Indeed, he was calm, as his hand strength, due to his cultivation of Lingxu Finger Power, was far superior to ordinary strength.

Therefore, even though Zhuo Yanbing's attack frequency was very high and his legs were strong enough, he could not increase his attack speed to the maximum in this tit-for-tat power confrontation.

After all, leg skills have one biggest drawback, which is that one leg must always be left to provide support and force.

After a series of exchanges, the woman named Hong Shu turned her gaze and jokingly said, "The Mingjiang Flying Crossing is indeed renowned, but this Crazy Waves Kick couldn't even break through the second young master of the Zhao family's arm. I'm afraid it's more reputation than reality."

Upon hearing this, Zhuo Yan paused and stepped back a distance. Then he took a deep breath, took a big step forward, and jumped up.

He performed a flying kick, which was extremely stretchy and fast, almost stretching his entire body parallel to the ground.

Of course, this is also a leg technique that leaves no room for maneuver.

At the same time, the energy in his legs exploded, appearing extremely fierce.

There is really no need to leave any room for maneuver, because anyone facing this move can only find a way to avoid it or take it head-on.

Zhao Yifu was slightly stunned when he saw this, because he could see the air flow gathering at the toes like a drill through his spiritual eyes.

That kind of energy is extremely lethal, and it can even be said that in terms of offensiveness alone, it is stronger than true energy.

Is this the internal energy of a warrior?

However, the use of these internal energies seemed too crude in Zhao Yifu's eyes. The other party could control it, but his control was not precise.

So at this moment Zhao Yifu's hands moved.

His hands were no longer iron claws that could split gold and stone, but soft webbed feet like water birds paddling in the waves. When facing Zhuo Yanbing's flying kick, he broke the energy gathered in the opponent's toes with a seemingly light tear and a scratch, and then reached out and placed his hand on his ankle.

At this moment, Zhuo Yanbing's face changed drastically and he became extremely frightened.

Zhao Yifu suddenly exerted force with one hand, this time showing no mercy and crushing the ankle directly.

"what!"

Zhuo Yan, whose ankle was crushed, screamed in pain and was then thrown aside by Zhao Yifu like garbage.

He said, "You hurt my uncle, this is your reward."

His expression was calm, but in the eyes of Zhuo Yan, Zhao Yehe and Hong Shu, Zhao Yifu seemed extremely cold.

Zhao Yehe was stunned for a moment before he burst into laughter. "Haha, you crushed his ankle, which is equivalent to destroying his leg skills... Well done, this is a good opportunity to show people what happens when you provoke my Shenhe Villa."

Zhao Yifu thought for a moment, then pointed his finger in the air, hitting the other person's neck artery.

The man immediately lost consciousness and passed out.

Then Zhao Yifu turned to the two of them and said, "Okay, can you come home with me now?"

Hong Shu was stunned for a moment, but Zhao Yehe said cheerfully, "Okay, let's go to your house. It's bigger and I can live more comfortably there."

He didn't know how to be polite and was in a very good mood.

There was no way around it. After all, Zhao Yi Fu could be said to be his closest nephew in the family. Now he seemed to have made great progress, and he was only happy in his heart.

At this time, there was a sound of footsteps at the corner of the street. Zhao Yifu said without looking up, "The night watchman is here. Let's go."

As he spoke, he suddenly raised his left hand, which had been folded up, and a beautiful and agile black cat jumped out from his sleeve and leaped onto the top of the wall.

He said, "Keep an eye on the surroundings for me."

Yiyi responded softly: "Meow~"

Like a girl's confession.

Zhao Yehe scratched his head and said, "You little cat is almost becoming a spirit."

Zhao Yifu did not respond, but picked up the person he had knocked unconscious with one hand and walked back quickly.

Along the way, Yiyi ran on the wall above.

Occasionally, with a meow, Zhao Yifu would take the two of them to another route.

It seemed that the night watchmen knew there was trouble and had stepped up their patrols. Twice, they were only a corner away from the patrolmen...

At this time, Yiyi would take the initiative to run to the other side and make some loud noise to lure people away. Zhao Yifu didn't even need to say anything, it would do it on its own.

In this situation, Zhao Yehe could only sigh: "This kitten is so smart. If I had known earlier, I would have come here to raise it myself while it was still young."

Yiyi heard it and immediately came to the wall above his head and meowed in a rough voice, as if to say, "You are dreaming!"

Zhao Yifu was very happy and thought his little cat was so cute.

Zhao Yehe also laughed twice, but then he started coughing again.

It looks like he has serious internal injuries.

Zhao Yifu said no more and led the two of them, with the help of Yiyi, to return to his mansion safely, bypassing all the patrolling guards.

Before they entered the door, Yiyi let out a "meow" and the door was opened from behind.

Zhao Yifu carried Zhuo Yan and walked in first, and the moment Zhao Yehe and Hong Shu followed them in, they both broke out in sweat on their foreheads.

What did they see?
They saw that the people standing guard at the door were not servants, but two big cats!

Even after they came in, the two big cats pushed the door together and closed it again.

Hong Shu grabbed Zhao Yehe with one hand and winked at him frantically.

Zhao Yehe turned around helplessly and asked, "What's wrong with you? Is your eye cramping?"

Hong Shu said helplessly: "Don't you think there is something wrong here?"

She almost said that this was a demon's lair.

Zhao Yehe said nonchalantly, "What's the problem? I was the one who chose this house for Jun Xin. There were many wild cats in this yard back then..."

Zhao Yifu smiled and nodded, saying, "Yes, I just found a way to live in harmony with these wild cats."

As he said this, he threw the person in his hand to the ground.

A group of big, sturdy cats immediately gathered around, baring their teeth and vigilantly circling around the still unconscious Zhuo Yan.

At this time, Wu Zhong walked out quickly and asked, "Master, what happened?"

Then he saw Zhao Yehe and Hong Shu, and hurriedly said, "Third Master, what are you doing..."

Zhao Yehe breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Wu Zhong. He took two steps forward and said, "He's a little injured, but it's not a big deal. How's the yard doing?"

Wu Zhong said, "There are only two large rooms left to clean up, but the rest are ready for living."

Zhao Yehe waved his hand and said, "Just arrange a room upstairs for my friend to rest."

Wu Zhong looked at Hong Shu and bowed, saying, "Okay, guest, please follow me."

Hong Shu didn't move. She said with a firm look, "No, I'm fine with Ye He."

Wu Zhong was stunned, and then he and Zhao Yifu exchanged a glance, both becoming cunning...

(End of this chapter)