"Hurry up, if you burn it here we will be finished."
The two men saw a noise coming from inside the house, and after urging them, Sayazi ran outside.
In this autumn, everything is dry and dry. If the fire is not rescued in time, they may be in bad luck.
"I have to go there quickly, otherwise everyone else has gone. My courtyard door is closed, and gossiping afterward is also troublesome. If the Yang Family Martial Arts School turns their anger on me, I'm afraid it will be even more difficult to resist."
With a decision in his mind, Huang An grabbed the dagger beside the bed and hid it at his waist. He also grabbed a handful of plant ashes under the stove and touched his face twice.
Then he opened the courtyard door and rushed towards the Zhao Family Martial Arts Hall.
The fire is very strong, and now the autumn wind is helping the fire. The shouts of people, the hunting sound of fire, and the whistling of wind make the scene become extremely chaotic for a while.
Huang An flashed his body and quietly merged into the team of people receiving and delivering water.
When fighting a fire, it's not like a bunch of people rush over in a chaotic manner, each holding a bucket and splashing water, but they organize themselves and line up in a long line to pass water and buckets.
While his hands were busy, Huang An's eyes were not idle either. He scanned the entire chaotic scene, then looked at the light in the sky, and he was suddenly horrified.
"It's not like a fire, but like someone deliberately set a fire. There are too many fire points, probably five or six."
Something must have happened in the Yang Family Martial Arts School today.
Huang An suppressed his curiosity and had no intention of taking the initiative to investigate, let alone find anyone to share his findings.
Now he just wants to put out the fire, go back to sleep, wait for dawn, and then go to the martial arts hall to find his master.
The firefighting lasted for nearly an hour. Huang An's hands were numb, but he still managed to persevere.
Looking at the firelight in the sky and the conversations of the people around him, Huang An knew that the firefighting was almost over.
Suddenly, the queue changed. Before Huang An could realize what had happened, he had two more barrels in his hand.
"Fetch water. The fire in the museum has been extinguished, but there are still many small fires."
After finishing speaking, seeing Huang An rubbing his arms, the man chuckled and joked:
"Stop rubbing it. The adults at the Yang Family Martial Arts School have promised that when we put out the fire, each person will be given ten cents."
After saying that, he took the bucket and walked to the water fetching point.
Huang An quickly understood what he meant. The fire in the martial arts gym was extinguished. Now they, the group of fire extinguishers, need to carry buckets and enter the first scene of the martial arts fire to put out the hidden fire or sparks. Sighing secretly, Huang An, like the others, carried the bucket and went to the martial arts gym.
Today is really unlucky.
Huang An shook his head helplessly, carrying two large buckets, and staggered towards the fire scene.
The high-temperature smoke made Huang An feel uncomfortable all over. He was not lazy at all. When he saw the smoke, he poured two handfuls of water on it. Before he knew it, his whole body was dirty and his face was stained.
After the two buckets of water were poured out, Huang An felt exhausted.
The sky was a little dark, and it was so dark that he couldn't see the people and things around him clearly. Huang An sat down on a piece of dark wood, took off his shoes and rubbed his thighs to rest.
Others not far away also acted like this, but Huang An's behavior did not attract the attention of others.
The moonlight was not bad, and I could barely see clearly. He lowered his head to shake off the pebbles and dust from his shoes, and Huang An let out a long sigh of relief.
Suddenly, his eyes narrowed, and the gray-yellow corner under the wood caught Huang An's attention.
Shaking his head, he thought it was wood and didn't care, but he touched it casually.
His face changed slightly, Huang An's hand paused, and after taking it away, he continued to shake the dust from his shoes. His eyes inadvertently glanced around, making sure no one noticed him.
After all, after the fire was put out, it was so dark here that you couldn't see far even with a torch.
That should be a brochure.
Huang An became curious. He raised his butt slightly, supported the wood with one hand, then pinched the corner of the booklet with the other hand and pulled it out.
Without lowering his head to take a closer look, Huang An quietly put the booklet into his arms.
No matter what this booklet is, just take it and you will make money anyway.
Moreover, the material of this booklet is a bit strange, and the things recorded on it should be relatively precious.
Pretending that he had rested enough, Huang An stood up, patted his butt, took the bucket, and staggered outside.
The fire scene was too big, and no one said they were going to search them. Huang An's tense heart relaxed a lot.
After handing back the barrel and receiving another ten cents, Huang An put on a weak but excited expression and returned to the yard without any danger.
After blocking the courtyard door, Huang An entered the house and lit the oil lamp with a fire stick. Huang An temporarily pressed the pamphlet under the pillow, then took off his dirty clothes, washed his face with cold water, and tidied himself up before blowing the wind.
Put out the oil lamp.
I walked to the door and listened carefully. There were basically no sounds outside the hospital.
Huang An immediately returned to the bedside, took out the pamphlet, recited the numbers silently, and returned to the Wanjie Garbage Dump.
Although there were no lights in the square, the light was almost the same as normal daylight. As soon as Huang An stood firm, he focused on the brochure.
"Thirty-six beast body training method, the seal of the Ming Dynasty Martial Arts Master!"
Huang An's eyes suddenly lit up. The breathing method of the five internal organs is the same, no wonder the materials are the same.
It seems that it should be a martial arts secret book practiced by martial arts practitioners.
Is it the kind of special body-building method that senior sister said is needed for the five internal organs realm?
Huang An doesn't know.
He twirled his fingers and found that the book was not too thin. Huang An roughly estimated that it would have about thirty or forty pages.
Controlling his current desire to look through, Huang An took a plate of cooked beef and hurried back to the courtyard in the east of Feng'an County.
I don’t know if the "Thirty-six Beast Body Training Technique" is important. If someone in the Yang Family Martial Arts School finds that the book is missing, will they send someone to search it?
Huang An naturally did not dare to stay in the Wanjie Garbage Dump for a long time. He suppressed his curiosity and ate the beef in a few mouthfuls, then lay on the bed and forced himself to fall asleep.
Only three minutes passed before the exhausted Huang An fell into a deep sleep.
The night was uneventful. Before six o'clock in the morning, Huang An woke up to the sound of a rooster crowing.
Rubbing his eyes, Huang An quickly regained consciousness. He didn't sleep well, but it didn't matter.
After listening outside for a while, everything was normal. It seemed that the Yang Family Martial Arts School didn't notice it, or didn't care, and Huang An felt relieved.
After washing, he changed into new clothes and shoes, and soaked the dirty clothes, shoes and socks that he had not had time to clean up last night into the wooden basin in the yard. Huang An took about twenty taels of emergency money and prepared to go to the Zhao Family Martial Arts School. However, before leaving the hospital, he came back and took all the one hundred taels of silver.
Practicing martial arts costs money. No matter whether you need it today or not, it is always good to have it. You can't see it if you hide it in your pocket.
After checking the dagger on his waist again, Huang An sprinkled plant ash on the inside of the courtyard door before going out.
Today, official martial arts training.
Huang An didn't forget to fill his stomach while walking in a hurry. When he reached the door of the martial arts hall, he saw the little money fan waiting at the door eagerly.
Is this girl waiting for me?
Huang An was surprised. He could see that Xiaocai Fan was in a good mood today.
The little money fan's sharp eyes soon spotted Huang An who had changed into a new suit. She waved and walked over on her own initiative.
He stood two meters away from Huang An, looked Huang An up and down, blinked, and joked:
"Not bad, not bad, not as ugly as half a month ago."
Huang An's face froze, and he didn't care about the little girl. He couldn't wait to ask:
"Where's the master?"
"Hey, I know you can't wait any longer, little junior brother. Daddy asked me to wait here for you early in the morning. Come with me!"
The two of them walked in tandem and quickly entered the door.
Huang An thought that he would start the martial arts for him like other senior brothers and let his master open the door to martial arts for him in the front yard. Unexpectedly, the little money fan didn't stop at all and took him directly to the backyard.
It was the room where Huang An stayed temporarily in the martial arts school.
The two stopped in front of the courtyard door. The courtyard door was open, but the little money fan didn't go in. She smiled and said:
"Junior brother, daddy is waiting for you inside!"
After saying that, he pushed towards Huang An's back, and Huang An went in.
When I entered, I discovered that the master was sitting at a table under the plum tree in the yard, drinking tea leisurely. There were two linen bags piled at his feet, and I didn't know what they contained.
As expected, the second senior sister was not here. Although Huang An was a little surprised, he didn't ask.
"Master!"
Huang An respectfully bowed with his fists clasped and shouted.
"Close the door and follow me into the house."
There was a smile on Zhao Dun's lips, as if there was some happy event. He gave an order, then got up and walked into the house.
He is actually more anxious than Huang An when it comes to teaching his disciples how to practice martial arts.
Huang An responded, turned around and closed the door, then followed the pace of his master.
When he entered the house, he discovered that many of the decorations in the house had been removed, and even the bed he had slept on had been moved away.
In the empty house, there were only a bare pinewood bed, a table, a stool, and a large wooden barrel that was chest high.
The stool is also higher than the ones you usually sit on. It is a high stool and is placed next to the barrel.
It should be that people step on a stool and enter the tall wooden barrel to take a bath.
Huang An hurriedly scanned the room. Zhao Dun saw his behavior clearly and nodded secretly. He had such a stable character, but he couldn't help but feel regretful in his heart.
He is alert, careful, and courageous, and his wealth is not bad. The only pity is that he is old and suffering from a terminal illness.
However, now that he has made a breakthrough, with his own ability, coupled with his disciple's own financial resources and persistence, and with some support, he may not be able to cure the disease.
When the time comes, instead of asking for wealth and status, just being an ordinary warrior can be regarded as a master-disciple relationship, a life-saving friendship.
He ordered directly to Huang An:
"Take off your clothes and lie on the bed."
Huang An was stunned when he heard this, and his face froze.
Although I have gone for massages before, the massagers were all women. This...
He hesitated a little, but when he thought about his condition, he decided to eliminate himself completely.
"Fortunately I took a shower, otherwise..."
Fortunately, Huang An is thick-skinned and can still think about it.
However, Huang An secretly admired the master's decisiveness. He didn't say any nonsense and just started.
Suddenly, Huang An's expression changed and he took off all his clothes. The two senior sisters...
Huang An's surprised eyes couldn't help but glance at the master.
Seemingly seeing Huang An's dirty thoughts, Zhao Dun was immediately furious and shouted:
"Lie down obediently. Also, when your two senior sisters started, they had not yet broken through the martial arts of Shishi. You can lead them to the beginning by touching them with your palms. Today, you kid got an advantage. Shishi is in a good mood, and I will give you a great fortune.
How dare you have such dirty thoughts?"
Huang An was immediately embarrassed and turned his head to one side, not daring to think about it any more.
However, he still noticed the words "breakthrough" and "great fortune" in the master's mouth.
"Could it be that Master has reached a higher level in the Bronze Skin Realm? Looking at his posture today, Master must have shown great skills. Fortunately, I decided to save Master that day, and I got such a reward today. However, the injuries on his body are not there yet
Is it possible to break through the realm of martial arts with such a sharp stroke? Could it be..."
Huang An was secretly feeling proud when he suddenly felt a pair of palms pressing against his lower back. The palms were burning. Huang An's lower back felt sore and he immediately let out a cry of pain.