Under the moonlight, a group of people were rushing through the mountains, with Lin Chong leading the way.
"What kind of rat is that in the woods in front of you? Get out of here!"
Suddenly Lin Chong pulled the reins of the horse, pointed the flower gun in his hand at the dense forest ahead and shouted.
"Huh? There really is a thief!"
Everyone was interested. They were all highly skilled in martial arts. How could they be afraid of thieves?
"Brother, look at that forest. The trees are shaking. It's obvious that someone is ambushing and snooping. And this!"
Lin Chong picked up the horse rope with his flower gun on the ground.
"A bunch of stupid thieves, hiding in the trees in the dead of winter, shaking from the cold. Also, at this time of year, the ground is frozen as hard as iron. How can there be floating soil on the ground!"
Lin Chong pointed to the gently swaying tree in the distance and the floating soil with the tripping rope buried on the ground. These flaws were too obvious.
"Teacher brother Duan has a good eye!"
Ruan Xiaoqi and Shi Qian were greatly impressed after hearing this. Lin Chong's vision was worthy of that of the instructor of the 800,000-strong Forbidden Army.
Sun Lei nodded repeatedly as he looked at it. A person's ability has a lot to do with his mood. If he is depressed and always in a state of confusion, even if he is 100% of his ability, he will not be able to use 30% of his ability. But if it is the other way around, it will be doubled. Lin Chong is like this now by giving full play to his own abilities. He has found a new path in life, has a good brother to accompany him, and has a wife waiting at home. All these have given him renewed hope in life.
"Brother, instructor, we just agreed, give these to me!"
Wu Song laughed and rode forward.
"Erlang, how can one person have it all to himself? Split it between two people in the Sa family, and it just so happens that my hands are itchy!"
Lu Zhishen also rode forward and said. After drinking the wine, he was so excited that he woke up. He was already a little tired after traveling for so long at night, so he just happened to beat up a few thieves to refresh himself.
"Get off here yet!"
Wu Song immediately stepped forward, pointed at the big trees and shouted, he had already seen the thieves on the branches. It was winter now, the leaves and branches were withered, and it was obvious when he got closer that there was someone hiding in the trees.
"The idiot who cares about his head but not his buttocks still won't come down? Look at the Sa family!"
When Lu Zhishen saw that the thieves were not coming down, he swung up his Zen staff and slammed the heavy shovel head against a tree in front of him. With a loud noise, the shovel head penetrated three-thirds of the way into the tree.
"Break!"
When Lu Zhishen saw this, he shouted loudly, pressed the Zen staff in his hand violently, and pried the shovel head upwards.
"Crack!"
There was a sound of trees breaking, and the thick tree was pried off by Lu Zhishen.
"Ah...ah...ah!"
There was a burst of screams, and the thieves ambush in the tree screamed and fell down. The big tree fell directly to the side and fell onto other trees, dragging down the thieves next to it.
"You guys don't know how to live or die, but those of you who know how to do it will leave the horses, money, and let you pass by, or else they will be taken back to the mountain and their hearts and livers will be cut open and they will be stewed into hot and sour soup to sober up!"
More than thirty men with ferocious looks ran out of the woods, holding sharp knives and looking greedily at the people in front of them. They had already set their sights on the horses and baggage.
"Noisy!"
Wu Song swung his whistle stick and hit him. He was too lazy to talk nonsense and just hit the real mark with the stick.
"Leave a few for Sajia!"
Lu Zhishen also waved his Zen staff and hit them. He originally thought of just chasing away these thieves, but these people just wanted to make hot and sour soup with the hearts of the righteous. This shows that these people have done a lot of evil in daily life and must not be leniently spared.
"This should be Qingfeng Mountain."
Sun Lei shook his head slightly after listening to the fierce words of those gangsters. There is no good guy in Qingfeng Mountain. Jin-haired tiger Yan Shun, short-footed tiger Wang Ying, and white-faced man Zheng Tianshou. These three guys can kill people and steal goods. Human heart and liver are nothing to eat.
Wu Song swung the whistle stick to great effect. Wherever the whistle stick hit, all the thieves were knocked down. Wu Song was very excited. This was the first time he really showed his kung fu in front of everyone. He thought that Sun Lei was watching him play with the stick, holding the whistle in his hand. The swing of the stick was even more exquisite, until he used all he had learned in his life.
"Erlang's stick technique is really special, it looks familiar!"
Lin Chong looked at Wu Song's stick skills and admired them at first, but soon frowned. Wu Song's stick skills looked very familiar to him.
"Erlang, leave a few for the Sa family!"
Lu Zhishen had just knocked over a minion with his Zen staff. Before he could swing the Zen staff, he saw that Wu Song had already hit him in pieces. How could he have hit him?
"Master, please forgive me, I'm so excited that I'm done with it now!"
Wu Song smiled sheepishly. He was so excited just now that he forgot to leave a few sticks for Lu Zhishen when he swung the stick.
"It doesn't matter, but Erlang's stick skills are comparable to my brother's!"
Naturally, Lu Zhishen wouldn't care about this trivial matter.
Seeing the minions writhing in pain on the ground, several people mounted their horses and left. Sun Lei was not prepared to capture Qingfeng Mountain. Although there were no powerful people on this mountain, there were hundreds of them. Moreover, the mountain road was steep and difficult to navigate, and it would be difficult for them to capture it. It was better to leave first. Qingzhou Prefecture's pursuers would follow at any time. arrive.
"It turns out that my brother also knows how to use sticks, and Wu Song is really a master of his own craft!"
Wu Song and Lu Zhishen learned during a casual chat that Sun Lei also knew how to use stick skills, so they immediately handed over their hands to Sun Lei to plead guilty. Sun Lei also knew how to use stick skills, and his behavior just now seemed a bit like Meng Lang.
"Hey, Erlang is very skilled in martial arts. Let's learn from each other sometime! Haha!"
Sun Lei didn't care. Wu Song's stick technique just now was so powerful that it made him feel a little itchy.
"Wu Song is no match for my brother!"
Wu Songqian gave in.
"Erlang, who did you learn this stick technique from? It looks very familiar to me! It seems that my former master also used this stick technique."
Lin Chong thought for a while and then remembered that he had seen his master use it many years ago.
"It was a wandering monk. When I was about ten years old, I was practicing boxing in the courtyard. A middle-aged monk came to beg for alms. I made two cakes with him, and he taught me some martial arts. Later, he taught me some martial arts. Never seen it again.”
Wu Song recalled Lin Chong's question and thought it was fifteen years ago.
"Monk? It's not such a coincidence!"
Sun Lei was surprised when he heard this. How could things in this world be so coincidental? He and Lu Zhishen were not just martial arts taught by monks.
"Could it be taught by the elders?"
Lu Zhishen also said with a surprised look.
"My master was a master of martial arts. He was proficient in all martial arts in Class 18. He was a great hero, but he later became a monk and became a monk!"
Lin Chong said quickly.
"Is it really such a coincidence? Are they all taught by Elder Zhizhen?"
Sun Lei was already 80% convinced that there was no such coincidence in the world. The masters of Class 18 who were proficient in all kinds of martial arts were rare, and only a handful in the world. Elder Zhizhen was the only one who had the enlightenment to become a monk!
Lu Zhishen immediately talked about Elder Zhizhen, and also talked about the elder's teaching of skills.
"I never thought that we are all one family! Isn't this fate destined by God!"
Wu Song immediately bowed to Sun Lei, Lu Zhishen and Lin Chong.
"Erlang, so Master Lu and I will call you senior brother! Haha!"
Sun Lei laughed, the fate was so wonderful.
"How dare you let the two brothers scream? That's not just to break Wu Song's fodder, the three of them are Wu Song brothers!"
Wu Song shook his head quickly.
"It's a pity that there is no wine here, otherwise we brothers and sisters would drink three hundred bowls of wine!"
Lu Zhishen said regretfully that he wanted to drink whenever he was happy.
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