The years I was the shopkeeper at the Yinhun Inn Chapter 128: Shocked to hear that martial arts masters are frequently attacked, but unexpectedly the shopkeeper is an expert
Chapter 128: Shocked to hear that martial arts masters are frequently attacked, but unexpectedly the shopkeeper is an expert
Next, guests arrived one after another, but Hong Dingqu never stood up to greet him. Instead, he talked to Zhou Shi one after another, trying to find out the latter's sect and apprenticeship.
Regarding this, Zhou Shi could only speak vaguely. The school? According to the eight major cuisines, it should be Shandong cuisine. The teacher is from the former owner of Fengde Building.
His attention was all on the guests. They seemed to be accustomed to Hong Dingqu's arrogance and found a place to sit by themselves. But when they found a stranger sitting next to Hong Dingqu, they all raised their eyebrows and stared, whispering, guessing about this "
"Honored Guest" status.
Zhou Shi also took the opportunity to practice his qi-gazing technique. He carefully distinguished the various auras on the guests, hoping that in the future he could use qi-gazing to confirm whether the other party was practicing martial arts and how strong they were.
"People who practice martial arts have strong yang energy, but they are very restrained. They flow slowly through the body... Long and slow breathing shows that they have outstanding physical fitness... Oh? There are gaps in the yang energy of a few people, which seems to be caused by martial arts training.
Internal injuries left behind."
He wrote down his thoughts one by one and kept them for later.
At this time, a strong man came from a distance. Hong Dingqu raised his eyes and looked at him, and immediately stood up.
Zhou Shi squinted his eyes and took a closer look and found that the person who came was also an acquaintance.
"Master Hong, long time no see!"
"Master Qian! I didn't expect you to come, please hurry up!"
Qian De'an's sonorous voice echoed in the lobby. When the guests saw him, they stood up to greet him with admiration on their faces.
"Shopkeeper Qian is indeed extraordinary." Zhou Shi secretly thought, standing up and bowing to Qian De'an.
"Oh, Shopkeeper Zhou, I didn't expect you to arrive so early!" Qian De'an greeted.
"Do you two know each other?" Hong Dingqu was slightly surprised, and then he suddenly realized, "Look at my brain, both of them have high-level jobs in restaurants, so of course they are no strangers."
When Master Yan on the opposite side saw Qian De'an, he looked around, consciously moved back and gave him the right seat.
"Master Yan, you're welcome. I have retired from martial arts now, so I can't accept this great gift." Qian De'an smiled and pushed Master Yan back, and said, "Uh, your face..."
"Ahem, Shopkeeper Zhou's punches are very powerful, I can't do it." Master Yan said in a low voice, giving himself an unsightly step.
Zhou Shi was also surprised: This guy is so sincere, he didn’t even know how to cover up the injuries on his face... Well, I’m afraid it was Zhao Xuan’s request again, “Show the injuries on your face to everyone, let everyone know that you lost to
"Zhou Shi" and the like.
At this time, the seats in the lobby were basically full. Zhou Shi counted and found that there were ten chairs on the left and right, with twenty guests sitting on them, and there were attendants standing behind them with their hands folded. There were a total of thirty people in the lobby, all of them.
Martial arts are in the body.
But until now, there is still no sign of the Qinglong Gang and others.
Li Yingguan on the side couldn't sit still, but Zhou Shi told him not to worry.
Seeing everyone gathered, Hong Dingqu stood up, walked to the middle of the lobby, and said loudly:
"All martial arts colleagues have gathered together for the first time in thirty years. Thirty years ago, more than ten sects in Jiangdu, led by their masters, made three agreements - no private fights, no stealing of masters, and no conflicts with others.
Only when the government and government work together can our martial arts community in Jiangdu prosper to this day."
He shook his sleeves and said with a look of embarrassment: "But now, we are facing a major threat and have to cooperate with the government."
Half of the guests were whispering to each other, not knowing what Master Hong meant, but the other half had serious expressions on their faces. Zhou Shi guessed that the latter must be someone who was attacked by a walking corpse, so he understood the meaning of these words.
"This matter cannot be solved by my family alone, so I invite you all to come here to discuss this important matter." Hong Dingqu turned around and showed his heartbroken look to everyone, "In the past two months, nine people have
A master was attacked and no one survived except himself."
Here it comes. Zhou Shi leaned back and closed his eyes.
Silence, then, uproar.
"What!"
"Master Hong, are you serious?"
"Which masters are they?"
"Who did this!"
Anger, suspicion, uneasiness and other emotions broke out at once, and the lobby was filled with questions. In such an environment, the person who was still sitting in his original position stood out.
Hong Dingqu lowered his palms to signal everyone to be quiet.
"Everyone, everyone, calm down and listen to me." He took some time to calm down the guests and continued, "The first person to be attacked was the leader of Hunlong Fist, Shi Shenghui. I am here today on his behalf.
It’s his son, Master Shi Jinyong.”
Hong Dingqu raised his hand, and a young man sitting in the middle row on the left stood up, gave everyone a fist, and said sadly:
"Two months ago, my father was attacked by gangsters and died at home. Since the government did not allow the news to be leaked, he could only be buried quietly without informing everyone."
Everyone was stunned. Everyone knew the title of "The First Punch of the Eight Hundred Miles River". Who here dared to compete with him? But such a master actually lost his life, so how terrifying is the strength of the attacker?
Zhou Shi looked calm. He already knew that Zhao Xuan and Hong Dingqu had revealed some information, so Hong Dingqu only knew which martial arts masters had been killed.
With Shi Jinyong's testimony, everyone no longer had doubts and turned their attention to Hong Dingqu, listening carefully to his next words.
"And I was the ninth martial artist who was attacked, and the location of the attack was in my house. I fought with the gangster for hundreds of rounds, from the house to the courtyard, barely overpowering him. The gangster saw that I was no match for him, so he
Climb over the wall and run away, not knowing where you are going."
His expression became solemn and he said: "That villain is extremely ruthless and will never give up. Maybe at this moment, he is ambushing in the yard, preparing to attack everyone here."
Intrigued by his words, several guests' expressions changed suddenly and they couldn't help but look out the door.
"Don't worry, everyone, my disciples are waiting outside. Besides, you have been defeated by me once, so you won't dare to offend me again."
A master stood up and said: "Master Hong, that gangster is so powerful?"
"When it comes to martial arts, the gangster is far inferior to me, let alone Master Shi. However, he has a skill that makes it difficult for the world's masters to get an advantage from him."
"How to say it?"
"He will not retreat after being injured, will not die after being decapitated, and his strength will be endless." Hong Dingqu said gloomily, "It would be better to say that he is not a living person, but a corpse!"
As soon as these words came out, everyone's faces were not surprised, but full of doubts.
"Master Hong, don't be playful at this time..."
"Don't you dare to laugh? This is true to every word. I can vouch for it with my life. I fought with him that day and touched his vital points many times. An ordinary person would have died under my fists. But he became more and more courageous as he fought.
Not even a hint of red!" Hong Dingqu said seriously, "I asked the gold medal detectives in charge of the case, and their answers were vague, but they did not deny it. Therefore, I concluded that the criminal must be a corpse!" p>
"But why does the body move?"
"I have heard in the early years that there are demons in southern Xinjiang who can drive away corpses, and there are also rumors of digging graves and robbing corpses." Hong Dingqu replied, "From this point of view, legends are not water without a source."
Everyone was silent for a moment, with expressions of hesitation on their faces. Although the fact that a corpse could be resurrected and hurt someone is outrageous, but he said it so firmly, maybe it is true...
Seeing that everyone was still hesitating, Qian De'an couldn't sit still. He stood up and said:
"I can testify that what Master Hong said is true, because I was also attacked by a corpse a few days ago."
Everyone's eyes were focused on him, and Hong Dingqu also looked surprised.
"Oh, so you have also defeated that evil thing?"
Hong Dingqu's original plan was to take advantage of the fact that everyone was shocked by the horrifying incident of the corpse injuring others, so that he could replace Shi Shenghui as the only martial artist who forced the corpse away, increase his prestige, and become the leader of the martial arts world. But what if Qian De'an also defeated the corpse?
, then your "results" will not be so dazzling.
Unexpectedly, Qian De'an shook his head and said: "No, if I relied solely on my own skills, I would have become the tenth master to be killed. Fortunately, shopkeeper Zhou took action that night and killed a corpse, so I picked it up