Twilight Boundary Chapter 118

Chapter 118 The Lame Little Angel

Hu Ma didn't really think that Yang Gong could succeed. Except for a few exceptions, most of their Hongxiang disciples came from poor families.

There are very few people like Yang Gong who know where their home is and who their last name is.

Most of them are so ignorant that they have even forgotten their hometown. When they join the Red Lantern Lady Club, they sacrifice their lives for their future and exchange their blood for food.

 Although they have a high status in the association and can provide well, their lives are often short-lived.

Today you are still joking and laughing, and you are so ambitious, but maybe tomorrow you will die in the gutter and no one will care about you.

Yang Gong is a typical example. He is arrogant and arrogant. He has served the Red Lantern Empress for a year and is still alive. Of course, he must have some skills. These Hongxiang disciples who can survive a year of elimination may be more capable than others. I am still old, but now I want to take the lead alone and fight for blood and food from those vicious people, but I still have to do it.

Hu Ma even felt that most of his life would be in it.

But there was no way to persuade him. Yang Gong lived with his fierce spirit and tried to persuade him. Maybe he would be angry with him.

Therefore, he just treated Yang Gong to a meal and a meal, and helped him feed the horse. Seeing that the night was already getting dark, he wanted to keep him here for one night, but he didn't care. He took the horse after it had rested and stayed with him all night. That's all. Anyway, people like them who serve the Red Lantern Lady are not afraid of these sneaky things at night.

 In other words, compared to a living person, he is more sneaky now.

 After this incident, Hu Ma was just busy making accounts and then went back to deliver them to the city.

There are many capable people in the Red Lantern Club, and they check the blood and food coming in and out of each village very strictly, probably because they are afraid that others will steal it.

Of course, Hu Ma, a Zhuangzi, doesn't need to worry.

 Those people in the village have never even seen what blood food looks like. Everyone who comes here is very careful here.

 “It's as if someone in our village is worried about this blood food...”

“…It's either white or green, who can take a fancy to it?”

As for the accounting matter, the shopkeeper should have done it in person, but the shopkeeper's heart had already flown away.

His original plan was to hold on for a year, deal with the Red Lantern Festival, then resign from his superiors, and take Sister Wu He out to seek medical treatment from the Zhao family.

Hu Ma didn't know if he had any clues, but he heard that shopkeeper Wu's houses in the city had been sold by his old servants.

Now Hu Ma handles many things in Zhuangzi by himself, and there is no need to ask him.

But for Hu Ma, as long as there are no mistakes in things in Zhuangzi, the key lies in practice.

In the eyes of the old shopkeeper, he has now developed both hands and one leg, and is about to complete the second level of cultivation, but in fact he has already secretly begun the cultivation of the five internal organs.

 But the matter was so important that Hu Ma didn't dare to play with it and considered every step carefully.

 The heart must be the last one, because it is the most important, and it also represents the symbol of reaching the third level of perfection.

 The remaining four internal organs are determined by flax.

Although Hu Ma was seen by the statue of his natal **** and his whole body was dead, so it was extremely cheap to practice, but after some thought, he decided to start with his lungs.

 Because the old shopkeeper also started from here, the records in his notes are also the most detailed.

Besides, the lungs are the most important for swallowing and exhaling yang energy. After practicing it on your own, the power of your true yang arrow will be greatly improved.

Now Hu Ma spits out a true Yang arrow, which can hurt evil spirits half a meter away at most.

If you refine your lungs and swallow mountains and rivers, wouldn't you be able to exhale more than ten feet away in one breath?

 Furthermore, the lungs have been refined, and the energy is long-lasting, which is also a great help to the physical skills.

"well…"

 But at the beginning of this practice, I also suffered a lot of sins.

I usually rely on enough blood Tai Sui to support my whole body, so I don't feel anything. However, when practicing, I first withdraw all the qi and blood from my lungs, and I immediately feel weak and pale. After walking a few steps, I feel lack of energy. It's like suffering from tuberculosis.

Outsiders often misunderstand that people who watch the year are prone to disasters, as if they are riddled with all kinds of diseases. In fact, this is a stage of their spiritual practice.

But precisely because of this, Hu Ma never dares to practice during the day, for fear of being seen by the shopkeeper.

 Only in the middle of the night when no one is around, I will practice silently for a while. During the day, I still rely on the blood Tai Sui to prop up the energy and blood in my lungs and pretend that nothing happens.

It's like a green tea academic master who plays hard during the day and secretly solves questions at night.

 I thought to myself, it would be great if I could really be the shopkeeper. At least I wouldn't have to practice in secret.

In a few days like this, the time of cutting Tai Sui this year is coming to an end, and Hu Ma is about to prepare to perform Qigong that night. Somehow, a gust of cool wind blows outside the window, which makes the paper window edges rattle. Hu Ma felt that her skin was slightly cold, so she suddenly sat up and looked outside the door, vaguely feeling that there seemed to be something standing there.

"who is it?"

He frowned and asked in a low voice, but no one answered the door, only a weak knock on the door.

"say!"

Hu Ma frowned and said something, but still no one responded, but the knock on the door rang again.

 Not a fellow in Zhuangzi.

Huma thought to herself that there was no way that the clerk in the village would refuse to agree, nor would he stupidly stand there and knock on the door.

Slightly alert, he glanced at Xiao Hongtang who was rubbing her eyes on the beam. Seeing that she had also woken up, she looked out the door curiously, and knew that the person who came was probably not someone.

Raising his hand to take the mahogany sword thrown by Xiao Hongtang, he slowly walked to the door and suddenly pulled the door open.

 “Woo…”

As soon as he opened it, a blast of cool air hit his face.

Hu Ma's eyes were dazzled, and he suddenly saw a kid about the height of his waist, with a round head and a pale and strange face. It was lame on one leg and stood crookedly by the door. Suddenly, the door was opened by itself, and it seemed to be startled.

Take two steps back, suddenly lower your head, kneel down towards yourself, and kowtow your head.

"WTF?"

Hu Ma was startled and almost struck him with a sword.

In the middle of the night, a kid knocks on the door and knocks his head off. Who wouldn't be afraid?

Unexpectedly, when the sword was halfway through, the kid actually said softly: "Master Yang Gong asked me to come to see Hu Guanshi."

 “Yang Gong?”

Hu Ma's sword stopped in his hand, almost killing the kid.

But the kid didn't know the danger just now, and said stupidly: "Master Yang Gong sent a message, saying that he has succeeded. He has reached the Water Temple, but the river is too fast to cross, and the ideas around him are in a hurry. Please ask Mr. Hu to do it." Please help me go to meet you..."

As he spoke, he took out a piece of clothing and offered it with both hands. The word "Help" was clearly written on it with blood.

 “Yang Gong actually succeeded?”

Hu Ma couldn't help being surprised when he heard this. At the same time, he glanced at the lame kid and understood.

 This is Yang Gong's little messenger, the same as Xiao Hongtang...

Thinking about it, I turned around and glanced at the beam. Xiao Hongtang was pretty and had pigtails on her head. She stretched her head curiously and looked down.

Hmm, it's still different. Little Hongtang is so beautiful.

 But before he could get too proud and think about business first, Hu Ma took the piece of cloth from the kid's hand.

Seeing that the two characters above are written crookedly, it really looks like the style of a person like Yang Gong who didn't know a single Chinese character before and only started to learn calligraphy after joining the red lantern club.

I hurriedly asked the kid a few more questions, but his words were garbled and garbled. It took me several times to ask him clearly.

This is really surprising, Yang Gong actually grabbed the batch of blood food.

But according to their discussion, Yang Gong should have crossed Niujiawan and headed north to deliver the blood food to Huma Village before dark.

 But now, he must have encountered some dangers, which not only delayed his trip, but also got him stuck on the opposite side of Niujiawan.

Now that he couldn't escape, he had no choice but to punish the little messenger and run to Zhuangzi to fetch reinforcements.

 “You go back first and tell him that I know.”

Hu Ma whispered, then turned around, lit the oil lamp, and looked for the map.

Leng Buding saw that the lame man was still standing by the door. When he saw that he turned around, he kowtowed: "Thank you, Master Hu."

 “Thank me for what?”

Hu Ma frowned and saw the kid kowtow again: "Mr. Hu, good luck."

Looking up at Hu Ma, seeing that he didn't seem to understand yet, he kowtowed again: "Master Hu, long blessings and good fortune."

Only then did Hu Ma understand that this was asking for reward.

He pinched a piece of dried meat from the jar beside the bed and threw it into his hand.

The lame kid went away happily.

“No wonder Yang Gong dislikes his little messenger so much. He doesn't know how to convey messages clearly, but he is very good at asking for rewards…”

Hu Ma smiled helplessly and continued to look for maps of the Niujiawan area.

Since most of the work they handle is **** work, there is no shortage of maps, and they are all self-made. Although they are rough, they are still legible.

Hu Ma moved closer to the oil lamp and quickly found the place Lame Gui Xiaoshan mentioned.

 “Niujiawan Water Temple…”

He thought for a moment and thought about it. This place is seventy or eighty miles away from his village. Is it close or far?

 With the guys in the village usually going out to meet people, the furthest they can go is almost this distance.

 But the direction of Niujiawan is not within the usual scope of activities of the Red Lantern Lady Club. It is too far from Mingzhou Prefecture.

 Do you really want to go over and pick him up?

I thought about it silently in my heart, tapped my fingertips on the table, and made a decision quickly.

I have to go, and this place is not far away. With my own foot power, I will be there in a matter of hours.

If Yang Gong's matter is true, it is indeed a credit, and it is exactly what he is lacking now. Now the old shopkeeper has the intention to recommend him to be the shopkeeper, but he has only been in the club for a short time, and he usually does not have much merit. In this case, no matter how determined the old shopkeeper is, he can't help.

On the other hand, if you set up a meritorious service yourself, there is still room for success.

Moreover, I am not very interested in the position of shopkeeper, but I have to admit that the position of shopkeeper is very useful.

 After all, now that Shopkeeper Wu is here, he must be careful in everything he does.

If a stranger comes again, who knows what trouble will happen?

Furthermore, if the blood food in Yang Gong's hand is valuable, then he might be able to make an extra sum.

Who would dislike eating too much blood?

Of course, it is not ruled out that there is something else fishy about this matter, and the possibility that this is some unknown trap cannot be completely ruled out.

But if that's the case, then it's even more important to go. Just don't be in a hurry to show up. First, go and take a look secretly to see if someone is plotting against you.

 (End of this chapter)

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