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Chapter 122 Inspect Two Hundred Months

Chapter 122 Observation (200 monthly votes plus more updates)

The sun shines in the early morning and the temperature rises rapidly.

In the north in late summer, the weather is dry, so staying indoors and sleeping in is definitely not a good choice.

Wu Dong didn't have the habit of sleeping in. Even though he drank a lot yesterday and his head was still a little dizzy at this time, his regular biological clock still made him wake up on time.

I can't drink so much in the future, it's best not to drink.

My mind is still a little unclear, my body feels sluggish, and I can't help but be alert. Drinking is indeed not a good thing.

Subconsciously, I slowly adjusted my breathing rhythm according to the breathing and breathing method I learned in my previous life.

It didn't take long for him to clearly notice that the temperature inside his body had increased, and there was heat rising in his dantian. At the same time, he felt a sense of hunger welling up in his heart.

The most amazing thing is that my brain, which was still a little dizzy, quickly became sober.

It seems that the alcohol in the blood is quickly digested.

Regardless of whether this is the case or not, Wu Dong couldn't help but praise in his heart: What a good thing!

When I got up, I saw a courtyard when I went out. The boys accompanying me had already started exercising. They didn't drink yesterday. This was the rule set by Wu Dong.

The world is a bit chaotic, so it's always right to be cautious.

What if when they were drunk and confused, and a hostile force suddenly came over to kill them, wouldn't they have to just surrender and capture them?

Although Senior Brother Li, whom he had just met, said that there was no problem and even patted his chest and made a promise, Wu Dong still had no intention of letting go.

He asked the confidants who had followed him to disperse throughout the restaurant where he was drinking, to prepare for possible unexpected events.

Because of this incident, Brother Li also expressed his dissatisfaction, and the other boxers also followed suit.

Wu Dong was unmoved. He would not take the initiative to break the rules he had set just because of irrelevant people.

As for Senior Brother Li, there are still a bunch of boxers who don't have much awareness of precautions and are all drunk, so he can't control them.

However, the weight of these guys in Wu Dong's heart has dropped several notches.

If you can't even control your appetite, you will fall into it sooner or later.

Putting aside the distracting thoughts in my mind, I washed my hands and gave instructions on the martial arts exercises of the younger brothers, and at the same time I also started to move my body.

Here is the old house of Yan Zhendong's family.

The courtyard with three entrances is quite large, and it would definitely be considered a luxury house in the county town. It can be seen that the Yan family was indeed prosperous at the time.

It's just a pity that if you look carefully, you will find signs of age in the yard, as well as the recently renovated front and rear.

Obviously, Yan Zhendong spent money to renovate and tidy up this place after he returned to his hometown.

Say Cao Cao, Cao Cao is here!

Yan Zhendong, dressed in bunting attire, strode in. When he saw Wu Dong, he greeted him: "A Dong, how did you sleep yesterday?"

"Didn't sleep well!"

Wu Dong didn't hide anything and said directly: "My brain is dizzy and my hands, feet and body feel a little sluggish. I can't drink like this anymore!"

Yan Zhendong couldn't help laughing, shook his head and said: "You kid, you are still as afraid of drinking as ever!"

"It's nothing!"

Wu Dong said with a smile: "Have you never heard of it? Drinking can cause trouble!"

"Forget it, I won't tell you kid!"

Yan Zhendong found an open space in the yard, waved his hand and said: "I haven't competed with you for more than half a year, how about we join hands!"

"It might as well let me know how powerful the master Wu Laohu is, who is famous in Southeast Asia, right now?"

As he spoke, he performed a set of extremely powerful Eagle Claw Kung Fu routines, which were smooth, natural and sharp. It was obvious that he had not fallen behind in his own martial arts skills.

Wu Dong chuckled and nodded in agreement: "Just right, I also want to try my own martial arts to see what level it has reached!"

He didn't do any boxing routines, but stood on the horse stance in an orderly manner.

Half an hour passed by in a flash, and by the time a slight trace of sweat appeared on his body, his muscles and bones had been fully mobilized, and the temperature had also risen a lot.

He casually made a gesture of invitation, indicating that Yan Zhendong could start the competition.

Yan Zhendong was not polite, he just said to be careful, and then used the extremely powerful Eagle Claw Skill.

Suddenly, all around Wu Dong, sharp claws were roaring, heading straight for the other vital parts of his body. Just one oversight could lead to immediate defeat.

Wu Dong's figure trembled and he punched out with both fists.

A long roar came out of his mouth, his body slightly bowed like a tiger patrolling the forest, and a set of tiger fists was so majestic and domineering that it actually directly collided with the sharp eagle claws.

Every blow makes a crisp popping sound!

Feeling the powerful explosive force coming from his claws, his original idea of ​​persuading Wu Dong not to be so stubborn suddenly disappeared, but his jaw almost dropped in shock.

Ming Jin, turned out to be Ming Jin’s method!

Yan Zhendong is too familiar with the domineering power sent back from his claws.

Subconsciously, I also resorted to clever means, and for a while there was a constant popping sound in the yard.

The two Mingjin masters started fighting in the open space of the courtyard.

For a moment, the fists exploded, claws flew, and the explosions were fierce. The moves were equally skillful and smooth, with no flaws exposed.

The accompanying brothers nearby were all stunned.

Where have they ever seen such a high-quality competition?

Even among the Nanyang masters who were nicknamed Tigers by Wu Dong, none of them had the strength of Yan Zhendong. No wonder he was able to serve as a coach in the militia.

boom!

At this moment, Wu Dong and Yan Zhendong, who were fighting against each other for seventy or eighty times in a row, both felt that their physical strength was rapidly depleted and that if they continued, they would hurt their bodies.

Just by making eye contact, you can understand what the other person is thinking.

They made their last move at the same time, and after a vigorous attack, they took the opportunity to retreat directly.

Feeling the discomfort coming from his arm, Wu Dong couldn't help but praise: "Master Yan is still great, I still need to continue to work hard and improve!"

After all, he is only at the peak of Ming Jin's early stage cultivation. When fighting against a peak Ming Jin master like Yan Zhendong, there is a big gap in terms of power output and actual combat.

In the past, if I didn't have enough strength, I couldn't notice it at all.

After a fierce discussion just now, I saw many of my own shortcomings.

No wonder, whether it is studying Chinese literature or practicing martial arts, all rely on the guidance of famous teachers.

Right now, Yan Zhendong is one of Wu Dong’s famous teachers.

He didn't need to say anything. As long as he discussed and exchanged ideas from time to time, Wu Dong's needs at this time could basically be met.

"The speed of your boy's progress really surprises me!"

Yan Zhendong waved his hands repeatedly and chuckled: "You have successfully entered the Ming Jin level at such a young age, and you can go further in the martial arts in the future!"

"I need more advice from Master Yan!"

Wu Dong laughed and was not polite, holding his stomach and said directly: "Master Yan, when are we going to eat? I'm very hungry now!"

"Go and use it now!"

Yan Zhendong was a little dumbfounded, and the slightest trace of unwillingness in his heart dissipated immediately, waving his hands and saying: "We have made arrangements before, let's go have dinner now!"

The food was very sumptuous, and they were all martial arts practitioners, veritable pot-bellied men.

When Wu Dong left, he gave Yan Zhendong the medicinal recipe that the outer disciples of Evil Tiger Village enjoyed in his previous life. The breakfast at Yan's house naturally included the familiar medicinal recipe.

It's just that compared to the medicinal diet that Huang Feihong improved and is suitable for this world, the effect is still much worse.

But even so, Yan Zhendong also regarded this medicinal recipe as a family heirloom.

At the dinner table, Yan Zhendong solemnly introduced to Wu Dong the children of the Yan family who could serve at the table.

At a glance, Wu Dong saw that all of them looked pretty good, and judging from their body shape and movements, they were all accomplished martial artists.

I just don't know what their specific strength is.

In front of the children of the Yan family, even among his peers, Yan Zhendong acted like a patriarch.

Directly instruct them to treat Wu Dong as a distinguished guest and must treat him well.

If Wu Dong has any needs, as long as he can do it, he must do his best to complete it without any tricks.

"There's no need for that!"

Seeing that the atmosphere was a bit solemn, Wu Dong said with a smile: "I'm here for this trip, and I'm still talking about whether I can help. How can I be so embarrassed to ask for this or that?"

"A Dong, you're so welcome!"

Yan Zhendong disagreed and said directly: "I know your abilities well. If you can't help me, then the Yan family can't expect to regain its prestige quickly!"

Wu Dong smiled and said nothing, it was hard to accept these words...

At the moment, he still has a dark eye on the specific situation in Shandong.

The information I know is basically from history textbooks of the modern era, as well as some information seen on the Internet, which is very vague.

Even if you have many ways to make money in your mind, if they are not suitable for the current environment, they will be wasted and may even lead to death.

It still has to be analyzed based on the actual situation, which takes a lot of time and also requires the cooperation of the Yan family's children.

After breakfast, Wu Dong and Yan Zhendong arrived in the living room and directly expressed their thoughts. Finally, they said: "You can't rush such a thing, otherwise even if you can make money for a while, it won't be stable enough!"

"As long as the Yan family can gain momentum, everyone in the Yan family will definitely cooperate!"

Yan Zhendong laughed, obviously very confident in Wu Dong, and encouraged: "You can just let go and do whatever you want!"

Seeing him like this, Wu Dong had nothing to say, so just throw away his arms and fight.

He immediately said goodbye and left. He found a member of the Yan family who seemed easy to deal with and asked him to take him for a walk around the area to check the environment.

The result is not clear even if you look at it, and you will be shocked when you look at it.

Although I had known for a long time that under the rule of the Qing Dynasty, the lives of the people in the north were quite difficult, I did not expect that the poverty would reach such an extent.

The Yan family's old residence is located in a small county town. Except for the main street that leads directly to the county government office, which is still popular and has some shops doing business, the rest of the place is in a state of decline.

It's not that there are no people, but that the people have numb faces, their clothes are in tatters, their faces are yellow and thin, and their bodies are emaciated.

What he felt was a dead silence, a hopeless and depressing atmosphere, which was a bit too depressing.

The only bright spot, I guess, was when the Boxers gathered. There was a constant flow of people and the atmosphere was very lively...

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