Plane hunting

Chapter 223 Asking Wudang Mountain

Huang Shaohong is not the only one in the soft sleeper. He got on the car from Hebei. Before he got on the car, there were three young men and women in the box, two men and one woman. Playing cards for a while, there is no time to stop.

Of course, the young people who took the car together basically looked like this on the train, and they didn't specifically target Huang Shaohong.

These three are students from a certain university in Beijing. This time they went to a classmate's house together during the winter vacation. That classmate's house is at the foot of Wudang Mountain in Hubei.

When Huang Shaohong first got in the car, the three chatted with him a few words, introduced themselves and so on, and then asked all kinds of things, but he didn't bother to answer them. Seeing his indifferent attitude, they didn't have any interest in arguing with him.

However, among the three, a fairly handsome male student was a little displeased with his attitude. He said "what the hell" and immediately asked his classmates to stop him.

Huang Shaohong didn't even care about it. If this matter should be replaced by the small-minded Huajin Grandmaster, he might use his dark energy to teach that person a lesson, so that he wouldn't realize it at the time and suffer later.

But although he doesn't position himself as a "god" like GOD, he also doesn't compare himself to Bodhidharma and Zhang Sanfeng like Ba Liming.

But he is also the master of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and he still has an extraordinary bearing. Naturally, he will not have the same knowledge as these students who still live in the ivory tower and do not know the dangers of human nature, so under his ignorance, the matter is over.

Unexpectedly, he read "Zhan Master Qiuyue's Notes on the Sutra of Washing the Marrow" with fascination, and when he saw the wonderful part, he sighed:
"It turns out that classmate Xiao Ming actually substituted the scales in this scripture into the sound of snoring. He is practicing exercises when he sleeps like this. After a long time, the effect is terrifying!"

He talked to himself like this, which attracted the attention of the three college students. Seeing that he was holding a book in traditional Chinese with yellowing in his hand, and said something about practicing exercises and scary words, they couldn't help but look at him in surprise.

The boy who had an opinion on Huang Shaohong just now suddenly smiled and said, "This is because you have become obsessed with reading martial arts novels. Come on, let me see if your book is "Sunflower Treasure" or "Evil-Repelling Swordsmanship"?"

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand from the opposite shop and grabbed the "Marrow Washing Sutra" in Huang Shaohong's hand.

Naturally, Huang Shaohong couldn't let him grab it. With a slight movement of his arm, the opponent caught an empty shot, but this person seemed not reconciled, so he went ahead and grabbed it again.

Huang Shaohong was a little displeased this time. Isn't this shameless? When the forearm blocked it, the muscles on the arm instantly undulated and collapsed outwards with a 'bang' sound, and the man's arm was directly bounced away.

As a result, the boy couldn't bear the force, and he lost his center of gravity by playing it directly. He leaned back and knocked his head on the partition of the upper and lower bunks, making a 'bang' sound.

The boy said 'Ouch' at that time, and his two classmates, a boy and a girl, immediately stood up and shouted: "How dare you beat someone!"

Huang Shaohong raised his eyelids: "Ask him, did I hit him? He is such an old man, and he is still a college student. He doesn't even know what is polite. My book is hundreds of years old. What if he breaks it?"

The boy whose head was hit also came back to his senses at this time, and said angrily: "You pushed me, I will accompany you if the book is broken, and I got a bag on my head, what compensation do you have?"

When he said this, the other boy followed suit, but it was the girl who kept persuading her classmate.

These three college students are all wearing famous brands, and they don't look like people who are short of money, and they are also high-spirited.

Huang Shaohong was really too lazy to argue with these students, so he simply exuded a little evil spirit in his eyes, and used the method of hypnosis to put some pressure on the three with his eyes, which immediately made the three college students who looked at him feel as if they had fallen into an ice cave.

"roll!"

Huang Shaohong just said one word, and the two boys froze instantly, breaking out in cold sweat. Without saying a word, they picked up their luggage and dragged the girl away.

After getting out of the box and closing the door, the girl put her hand on her chest and panted, "Why did he suddenly become so scary just now, I dare not even take a breath!"

The boy who had been chastised by Huang Shaohong before also panted heavily: "He must be a murderer, my brother is in the court, I have seen such a person, his eyes are more terrifying than those murderers! "

Another boy said: "Let's find a flight attendant to change places, even if I take a hard seat, I don't want to live in the same box with him!"

This made the girl nod her head again and again, obviously she thought so too.

"That can't be left alone." The boy felt pain at the place where the back of his head was knocked before, and he wanted to take revenge on Huang Shaohong.

Regarding the departure of the three college students, Huang Shaohong was naturally happy to see the results, and he just happened to experiment with the efficacy of the Marrow Cleansing Sutra.

Just as he was studying the syllables in the marrow washing sutra, the door of the soft sleeper box was opened, and two policemen and a flight attendant walked in. One of the policemen said in a slightly blunt tone: "Please show your ID card!"

Huang Shaohong spread out his hands: "I don't have an ID card!"

The two marshals looked at each other, and one of them immediately stepped forward and shouted, "Hands up!"

Huang Shaohong added helplessly: "I really don't have an ID card, is a passport okay?"

The marshal who came over didn't react for a while, and shouted loudly: "I ask you to raise your hand."

Before he finished shouting, he was dragged back by his colleagues, and then said to Huang Shaohong: "Passport is also fine, take it out and let's check it!"

Huang Shaohong took out his passport from the 'pocket' of his jacket, and handed it to the marshal. The two marshals went through their hands and saw clearly that he was an overseas Chinese from the Eagle Country. They knew that the other party should not be a bad person. Smile less.

"So it's my compatriots. Just now, three students said that there are bad people in this box. I think it may be a misunderstanding. I'm really sorry to bother you!"

The marshal put his passport on the table, greeted him and was about to leave.

Huang Shaohong saw that the police and the flight attendant were there, so he asked where the three students had gone just now, and the flight attendant said that they had already moved to the vacant berth.

Huang Shaohong was delighted when he heard it: "That's just right, I like to be clean, and I will also cover the remaining three beds in this box!" After speaking, he directly paid for the flight attendant.

On every train, there will be some vacant shops not for sale, so what Huang Shaohong proposed is not a big deal, and the other party agreed without hesitation as an apology.

This whole night he stayed up all night to study the Sutra of Washing the Marrow. Now that he has cultivated his strength, not sleeping for two or three days will not affect him at all, not to mention that the Sutra of Washing the Marrow is extensive and profound, and he can recite softly according to the syllables above. , he was able to shock the blood, bone marrow, and when he arrived in Hubei the next day, not only was he not tired at all, but he was full of energy.

When he got out of the car, he saw the three college students, but they didn't dare to look at him and left in a hurry.

I chartered a private car and went straight to Wudang Mountain, and arrived at the foot of Wudang Mountain in half an hour.

Although it was winter, there were still many tourists. Huang Shaohong did not look for a place to live, nor did he take the cable car, but relied on his own footwork to visit Wudang Mountain alone.

"Five miles, one nunnery, ten miles palace, red walls and emerald tiles look exquisite, the towers and terraces reflect gold and silver, and Linxiu circles in the mirror"

The palaces and palaces of Wudang Mountain are really picturesque, but the bustling crowds somewhat destroy the tranquility and elegance.

Huang Shaohong's footsteps seem to be slow and fast, and places with few people often go up tens of meters in the blink of an eye. He went all the way from Taizipo to Zixiao Palace, and then up to Jinding. What disappointed him was that even a master Did not meet.

There are some Taoist priests who practice martial arts, but those embroidered fists and embroidered legs, and even the boxing frame are irregular, so they are not masters.

Disappointed, I couldn't help walking down the mountain, feeling that Wudang Mountain in modern society is nothing more than this.

Unexpectedly, not far from the Golden Summit, I saw four young people walking up the mountain, accompanied by a middle-aged Taoist priest, talking and laughing.

Huang Shaohong raised his eyebrows. Among the four young men, two men and one woman were the three college students he met on the train, but the other one had never been seen before. He probably was the classmate they mentioned. He didn't care about it. But it fell on the middle-aged Taoist priest.

The Taoist priest's temples were protruding, his toes were turned inward when he walked, and he was even and steady. He obviously had inner skills. After wandering around the mountain for so long, he finally saw one that was still eye-catching.

At this time, those people had already walked more than ten meters away, and they naturally saw Huang Shaohong who was going down the mountain head-on. The male student who had suffered a loss in his hands before hurriedly said to the Taoist priest: "Uncle Wang, the person I am talking about is him, he Must have killed someone!"

The Taoist stared at Huang Shaohong, then said to the student in a low voice: "Don't worry, Xiaowei, you are my nephew's classmate, so coming to Wudang will naturally not let you suffer, I will teach him a lesson later, let you go out." That's it!"

(End of this chapter)