Hong Chen knew very little about Jianghu martial arts. He listened to the general idea in confusion and nodded silently. He began to think about when he learned the internal skills and when he had the internal strength. After thinking about it, he couldn't find it.
After getting some clues, I finally asked: "Does internal strength have to be acquired through practicing internal skills? Does sword technique have to be taught by someone?"
Ji Cha did not answer immediately, but asked back: "You don't know how you have the internal strength and the sword skills?"
Hong Chen nodded. Ji Cha frowned again, and after a while he said: "Normally, someone has to teach you to cultivate your inner strength and learn sword skills. But it does not rule out that there may be some special circumstances.
Some weird things.”
"What's going on?"
Hong Chen quickly asked.
Ji Cha said: "In terms of internal strength, it may be born through the enlightenment of a peerless master with great power, or through the consumption of some rare and rare treasures of heaven, materials and earth."
Hong Chen thought for a while and said, "I don't seem to have received any initiations. I have always eaten ordinary fruits, vegetables, fish and meat. I have never seen the treasures of heaven and earth."
Ji Cha continued: "As for swordsmanship, knife skills, etc., there are precedents for people who don't know martial arts to master them.
"For example, there is a pig butcher who kills thousands of pigs. Practice makes him perfect. He is so skillful that he has the ability to understand the world. He is able to get into the world with ease. When the road is rough, he kills dozens of bandits and embarks on the path of chivalry.
"There was also a surgeon who encountered relatives and friends of a deceased patient who came to beg for his life and was killed. When he swung the knife in grief and anger, he discovered that he had unknowingly mastered the skill of flying knives and was familiar with the weak points of the human body.
, and has since become a strange and unpredictable doctor who saves and kills people;
"The most wonderful thing is that there was a great poet in the previous dynasty. His poetry was incorporated into sword skills, and his writing skills were incorporated into sword moves. He used his sword in the world when the war was in chaos. He said, 'Kill a man in ten steps, and leave no trace in a thousand miles.' He created the school of 'poetry and swords'"
.Looking at these strange people, they all have unique skills and peerless martial arts that can only be obtained by analogy."
Hong Chen thought about it carefully for a while and said, "Maybe I also know how to use the sword like this?"
Ji Cha asked back: "Didn't you follow someone to raise bamboo rats in Taoyuan? Oh, did you develop a set of sword techniques for killing bamboo rats just like the pig butcher practiced the knife technique for killing pigs?"
"Master usually kills bamboo rats by himself, but I have never killed them." Hong Chen shook his head and said, "But I am always the one to chop the bamboo that is fed to the bamboo rats. I usually trade fish, rice, oil, and salt with others.
Use the bamboo I cut. I have been cutting it for about ten years, and I can’t count how many bamboos I have cut.”
"Then your sword technique is the bamboo cutting technique."
Ji Cha said this, but he didn't agree with it in his heart. It was just cutting bamboo, and the mountain people were all good at it, so there was no technical content. What's more, the pig butcher and the strange doctor Wu Chang were at least as good as Zha Yugui.
Even in this time, he could not compete with Luo Qinghan's skills for hundreds of rounds.
Ji Cha thought to himself: "He has martial arts. Unless he is taught by others, he cannot be so high. But he can't lie to others. Maybe he really doesn't know where his martial arts comes from. I heard that there are some secret techniques that can hypnotize people.
Controlling and tampering with memory. Maybe this is the case?" The more he thought about it, the more certain he was about his guess, but he didn't say it out loud.
The sun completely set and the earth returned to darkness. The two buried the remains of the weapons at the bottom of the pit, then found a cave outside and went in to rest. Ji Cha took out a piece of cold cake stolen during the day from his bag and tore it in half.
, and drank some water in the water bag, and Hong Chen simply ate and drank, then leaned against the wall and fell asleep.
At dawn, Ji Cha took Hong Chen down the mountain and headed towards Ziyun City in the north. At noon, they reached a busy market. Ji Cha took out ten taels of silver, hired a car, and continued on his way.
In the evening, the carriage stopped at the Guandao Station. When the two of them and the coachman were resting and drinking tea at the tea stall outside, a group of officers and soldiers came over, dismounted and pasted portraits on the wall of the station. Hong Chen went over to take a look out of curiosity.
When he came back, he whispered into Ji Cha's ear: "The people in the painting seem to be us."
Hearing this, Ji Cha put down his tea cup and leaned over to take a look. He saw two figures drawn in black ink on yellow paper. Their appearance was indeed similar to Hong Chen and himself from before.
After taking a closer look, he found that there were several strings of words written on it: "The remnants of the Demon Cult, their martial arts skills are amazing. If you provide clues, you will be rewarded with a hundred taels of silver." Under his portrait, it was marked: "Thief tea pickers, with little effort, rewarded with silver for capturing them alive."
One thousand taels, five hundred taels for the head." His eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and he thought that the reward was too small, how could he be worthy of the name of a tea picker? Also, can you do it with Qing Gong? I can't force you!
Then he turned to look at the portrait of Hong Chen and saw the words below: "The ruthless bamboo cutter, with ferocious swordsmanship, was rewarded with 10,000 taels of silver for his capture alive, and 8,000 taels of heads for his head." He was furious and wanted to grab these two heads.
Zhang wanted to tear up the wanted poster, but he resisted halfway - he tore up these two sheets, and didn't know how many were posted elsewhere.
Sitting back angrily, Ji Cha said to the coachman: "Don't rest tonight, we will go to Ziyun City overnight."
The coachman said: "Miss, we have been driving for half a day. Running at night will be too hard for the horse. If you are in a hurry, you can find other coachmen at this post station to see if any of them are going."
Ji Cha was too lazy to look for anyone else, so he banged a gold ingot on the table. Without even saying a word, the coachman smiled happily and said, "Oh, miss, my horse is very powerful. It can run for three days and three nights."
No problem, let’s go, let’s go!”
"No rush." Ji Cha sat down firmly, "Wait while I drink this bowl of tea first."
After eating cakes and drinking tea, Ji Cha Hongchen got on the carriage. It was already dark, so the coachman picked a lantern with a wooden stick and held it in front for lighting. After running for an hour, the carriage entered a forest road, which was narrow and pitted.
Well, the coachman had to make the horse run slower. Suddenly, a rapid and strong sound of horse hooves sounded from behind. Ji Cha raised the curtains of the carriage and looked back, and saw a group of people on horseback holding torches approaching the carriage quickly.
"Ta! Ta!"
The group of riders quickly caught up with the carriage. As they passed by, they suddenly pulled out a pair of steel knives, which shone brightly under the torches.
The coachman screamed and was cut down, and the two horses pulling the carriage were also tripped by the rope. When the whole carriage turned sideways, Ji Cha pulled Hong Chen, rushed out from under the curtain of the carriage, and landed firmly on the ground.
"Herod!"
The riders reined in their horses and stopped. About a dozen of them surrounded Ji Cha and Hong Chen. They all sat on their horses, holding up steel knives and grinning ferociously.
Hong Chen saw the driver lying in a pool of blood, raised his head and asked the riders: "Do you have any grudge against this big brother?"
One of the bald and shirtless men, who seemed to be their leader, said with a smile: "Brother, don't pretend to be stupid with us, aren't you the bodyguard of this girl? If you don't go against the brothers, they won't make things difficult for you.
.”
Hong Chen asked again: "Then what do you want to do?"
Another thin little rider shouted: "Don't you understand the situation? We are horse thieves! You can either leave me here and go away, or you can become our brother, or you can die!"
Ji Cha, however, knew it clearly. He had been noticed when he was picking up gold ingots at the inn, and now he might even be robbing someone when he comes to seek wealth and death! Another wave of anger: The government looks down on me as a tea picker.
That's all, even a group of horse thieves bullied him.
He was so angry that he had some mischievous thoughts in his heart. He pretended to be afraid, shrank behind Hong Chen, and shouted softly: "Brother Horse Thief, how much do you want? I'll give it to you, just let me go!"
"Money alone cannot satisfy my brothers!" The bald, shirtless man shook his finger and said, "Even though you are dressed in ordinary clothes, I can see that you are a girl from a wealthy family. You have a delicate face and tender skin.
, the body is fragrant and soft, and I feel very comfortable when sleeping in my arms at night. Be your wife for two months, and then I will send you home, and on the way, let your father-in-law replenish the dowry for us sons-in-law." Then he raised his head and burst into laughter.
The other horse thieves also laughed. One of the horse thieves laughed and suddenly fell off his horse. The other horse thieves laughed and cursed: "You guys have never seen a woman? Look at how happy you are. It's really embarrassing. Get up!" But the horse thief didn't move.
, the horse thief next to him got off his horse and kicked him. He just kicked him twice, but he also fell down.
The bald horse thief noticed something was wrong and shouted: "Be careful!" The remaining horse thieves also reacted, dismounted and hid behind their horses one by one, and stared at the surroundings with their knives raised. The bald horse thief shouted outside: "Where is it?"
Friend? Please show up. If the brothers hit the rabbit on your property, they will know better and retreat!"
But no one responded. In the dark night, the only sound was the sound of Ji Cha covering his face and sobbing. But the face behind the green sleeves was clearly grinning.