Martial arts become stronger by eating

After arriving at the boundary of Mount Heng, Lin Zhennan and his wife obviously felt much better.

Even along the way, his expression slowed down and relaxed, and he would walk around some cities from time to time, which was very unpleasant.

And Lin Pingzhi was not idle during this time.

Every time I go to a larger town, I will go to the largest local pharmacy and ask some pharmacists about the connection between tendons, qi and blood, and relevant knowledge about acupuncture points.

Of course, the most important skill points are also constantly accumulating.

After all, this is the foundation of his life.

As he got closer to the Hengshan area, he met more and more people from the rivers and lakes along the way.

Especially when they were dozens of miles away from Hengshan City, most of the pedestrians on the road were people from the Jianghu in disguise, all of them were holding swords and knives, and their faces were full of flesh.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that these guys are not good characters.

Compared with them, Lin Pingzhi's family of three seemed to be out for an outing.

In such an environment, it is naturally very conspicuous. Many people in the world are looking at their wrapped horses, their eyes are wandering, and they don't know if they have a bad idea.

However, the Hengshan School is one of the Five Sacred Sword Schools.

Although it has declined in recent years, ordinary Jianghu people dare not make trouble in the Hengshan faction's territory, which relieves Lin Pingzhi a lot.

The summer is hot and the sun is shining brightly.

The family of three rode for a long time before they finally found a tea stand beside the official road.

The three got off their horses, put the horses and packages away, and then walked over.

The tea stand is very simple, with a few wooden sticks to build a sunshade, a small counter, a few dilapidated tables and stools, a few iron kettles steaming from the stove on one side, and a drowsy old man, an immature boy.

There are still a few passers-by in the tea stall drinking tea to cool off.

Seeing the three of them, the boy Xiao Er immediately stepped forward to greet them warmly and said, "The three guests are welcome."

Following Xiaoer, he found a table and sat down.

"We have tea here, some sour plum soup to relieve the heat, and some food. I wonder what the three guest officials want?"

While talking, Xiao Er wiped the table again, and introduced in a rambling manner.

This season, at the turn of spring and summer, is a sultry time.

After riding a horse for a morning, Lin Zhennan was already thirsty. He threw a dime over and ordered, "Give us a portion of tea and sour plum soup. As for the food, you can figure it out yourself, and give us a whole meal." Some hot food."

Xiao Er quickly took it, weighed it, and suddenly his eyes lit up.

"Okay! Guest officials, wait a moment, we'll be here soon."

I saw Xiao Er rushing straight to the counter and said something to the old man.

After a while, almost trotted over with a few small plates and bowls filled with simple fruits and vegetables, and poured a bowl of sour plum soup for everyone.

The old man wobbled over with a pot and made a pot of hot tea for them.

"what!"

Lin Zhennan picked up the bowl, drank it all in one gulp, then smacked his mouth when he finished drinking, and said to Xiaoer, "Give me another bowl."

Taking a sip, Lin Pingzhi looked at the old man and the young man who turned to prepare hot food.

"Pingzhi, why do you think there are so many people from the Jianghu in this Hengshan faction? This is rare in our city of Fuzhou."

After cooling off from the summer heat, Lin Zhennan looked at the passers-by with great interest.

Lin Pingzhi was holding a medical book, flipping through it from time to time. It was bought from an old doctor in the last town, and it recorded some methods of checking the pulse and acupuncture points.

Hearing Lin Zhennan's words, Lin Pingzhi turned the pages of the book without raising his head.

"Liu Zhengfeng of the Hengshan faction announced the news of the Golden Basin washing hands to Jianghu some time ago. These people all came to participate in his Golden Basin Handwashing Conference."

"What! Liu Zhengfeng is going to retire?"

The eyes of Lin Zhennan and his wife were attracted, and they stared at Lin Pingzhi with wide eyes.

"Liu Zhengfeng is the second-in-command of the Hengshan Sect. He is in his prime. Even the leader, Mr. Mo Da, respects him very much. How can he be so good? If you say that the golden basin washes your hands, then the golden basin washes your hands. Isn't there something hidden in it?"

Being interrupted one after another, Lin Pingzhi simply closed the medical book.

He explained: "There's no secret, it's just that Liu Zhengfeng has been obsessed with rhythm these years, to the point where he forgot to eat and sleep. Naturally, he no longer wants to have too much contact with things in the Jianghu."

Thinking of Liu Zhengfeng and Qu Yang's piano and flute ensemble, this is a masterpiece in "Swordsman".

If Lin Pingzhi hadn't intervened, it is estimated that Liu Zhengfeng in this life would still be the same as in the original book, together with Qu Yang, he would die from the cessation of his meridians.

"Unfortunately, Liu Zhengfeng wanted to quit the arena so easily, but it is not so easy."

Lin Pingzhi shook his head.

"Oh, how do you say that?"

Before he had time to speak, at this moment, the sound of horseshoes suddenly came from the east, and a fast horse galloped towards him, and arrived in front of the tea shed after a while.

Rein in the reins, come down.

Lin Zhennan took a closer look and couldn't help making a soft 'huh' sound.

The person who came was a fat, short and ugly hunchback, it was the 'Saibei Ming camel' Mu Gaofeng.

With a flick of the rein, Mu Gaofeng hung it precisely on a wooden post, then hunched over, leaning on a long cane, and walked slowly towards the shed.

Seeing Mu Gaofeng's appearance, Xiao Er was a little scared, so he only dared to greet him in a low voice.

Namu Gaofeng looked around the tea shed for a week, and finally his eyes fell on Lin Zhennan.

With a flash in his eyes, he walked slowly to an empty table beside Lin Pingzhi and the others and sat down.

"Bring me a pot of tea."

He gave instructions to Xiaoer, then turned his head and smiled at Lin Zhennan, "I didn't expect to meet Mr. Lin's escort here. It's a pleasure to meet you."

The Fuwei Escort went all over the world, so naturally they had contact with Saibei Mingtuo, but the two of them were no more than acquaintances.

Lin Zhennan stood up and cupped his fists, and said with a smile, "Brother Mu, I haven't seen you for many years, but you still have the same demeanor, even more so than before."

But Mu Gaofeng didn't accept Lin Zhennan's overtures at all, and just sat on the chair and nodded coldly.

For Lin Zhennan, Mu Gaofeng didn't take it seriously.

If it weren't for Lin Yuantu's prestige, how could Lin Zhennan have such strength to develop the Fuwei Escort Agency to the scale it is today?

Seeing this, Lin Pingzhi couldn't help frowning.

This Mu Gaofeng, I am afraid that the visitor is not kind!

Seeing Mu Gaofeng not giving face so much, Lin Zhennan's expression changed immediately.

But after being the head of the bodyguard for so many years, Lin Zhennan still has this point.

Since the other party didn't want to show face, Lin Zhennan didn't bother to stick his face on his cold butt, so he simply cupped his hands and sat back down.

Mu Gaofeng turned his gaze to look at Lin Pingzhi who was still frowning.

"Boss Lin, it looks like your son is a little dissatisfied with me."

Holding his chin, Mu Gaofeng laughed.

Finding faults is Chi Guoguo's fault finding!

This time, Mu Gaofeng came here specially for the Lin family. As for the goal, of course it was the evil sword manual!