The boss didn't expect this sudden change at all, and two flying knives penetrated directly into his arms.
The boss screamed strangely, and rushed towards Ye Xing with a big knife. Ye Xing rolled sideways, and immediately two flying knives shot at the boss's feet.
The boss was indeed a master, and was not afraid of danger. The long knife flew in front of him, and two knives flew away. However, at this moment, the powerful anesthetic had taken effect, and his hands were weak, and the long knife fell to the ground.
The boss still rushed in front of Ye Xing and kicked his lower body with his right foot. Ye Xing hurriedly used his right hand and felt a sharp pain. His body was kicked out and hit the big tree next to him.
Ye Xing used his right hand to backhand the branch in mid-air, and rushed up the tree. In mid-air, he waved his left hand and shot a flying knife directly at the boss. The boss let the flying knife pass by.
Everything happened very quickly. The girl who was originally stunned suddenly woke up and immediately flew up to fight with the boss.
The girl was obviously no match for the boss, but the boss had no strength in his hands and only used his feet to fight with the woman.
The girl was also very clever, she just pestered the boss. Ye Xing saw the opportunity and shot another flying knife at the boss's feet.
This time, the boss couldn't avoid it and inserted it directly into the calf of the supporting leg. Coupled with the anesthesia, he fell to the ground.
The girl ran over and untied the old man in black. The old man picked up the knife and came over. The boss had fainted and was lying on the ground motionless.
Ye Xing jumped down from the tree, one old and one young, and quickly thanked him.
Ye Xing waved his hand. His right arm was swollen, but fortunately there were no other injuries.
Breathing heavily and resting for a while, Ye Xing went to pick up his throwing knife, pulled it out from the boss's body, wrapped it in cloth and put it in his arms.
The old man in black tied up the eldest child, then went over and dragged the second child over and tied them together.
After the old man finished doing this, Ye Xing turned around and left, and it soon became dark.
The old man ran over, called Ye Xing, and took out a porcelain bottle, "Little brother, this is an excellent medicine for stopping bleeding and wounding. You put it on your body."
After a pause, he said, "There are horses over there, ride faster."
There were two horses belonging to the four men in white. Ye Xing took one, nodded to the two, then climbed on the horse's back and walked away slowly.
Ye Xing didn't know how to ride a horse, but it wasn't a problem for him. After groping for a while, he pulled the reins tightly and gently pinched the horse's belly.
Fortunately, with Madden, it didn't seem too difficult. I allowed the horse to walk forward slowly for a long distance, and then after getting used to the bumps on the horse, I let the horse start running.
Running faster and faster, the sun has set, the wind is blowing, and various strange sounds can be heard from time to time.
Ye Xing is not afraid of people who have dared to go up the mountain at night for many years. The roaring of tigers and wolves really makes people panic, and the horses are afraid of them, so they run faster.
Ye Xing rode forward quickly. It was already dark. Although there was moonlight, the mountains and forests were very dangerous.
There are many wild beasts, and deep beast roars can be heard from the mountains, as well as the rapid swooping of birds in the sky.
After running for nearly an hour, we arrived at Changkeng Village. This is the largest village nearby, with hundreds of households and a population of thousands. It is a resting place for passers-by.
Usually, you will stay overnight in a house in the village, or set up a tent in an open space in the village, and continue on your journey the next day.
In the past, when Ye Xing and his fellow villagers went to Yunshan Town, they always stayed in Changkeng Village for one night, so they were quite familiar with it.
But I came here to rest in the afternoon before, but this time it was a bit late and it was already completely dark.
Thinking that I couldn't stay at a villager's house, I stopped in front of the Tutu Temple in the open space in the village and tied the horse's reins under the tree in front of the temple.
Because it had always been like this, no one cared about his arrival, so he sat down on the stone steps in front of the temple and took out dry food and water.
Several tents of different sizes have been set up in the open space. Several groups of people are sitting in twos and threes, whispering. In fact, no one cares about Ye Xing's arrival. It is too normal.
Ye Xing ate something, sat upright and closed his eyes to adjust his breathing. Although other people's conversations kept coming into his ears, he didn't want to hear them and kept them out of his ears.
But he still manages to spare some energy so that he is not concentrating on meditating. Of course, he has to be careful when he is alone outside.
After a long time, when Ye Xing began to fall into trance, he heard the sound of horse hooves in the distance again. He opened his eyes again. After a while, he saw two horses coming to the clearing, and they were also tied to a small tree.
They were two men in black, an old man and a young man. Under the moonlight, the old man looked around, folded a piece of leaf technique, went to the open space in front of the temple, swept it vigorously, spread a piece of cloth on the ground, and then The girl sat down, but she was already dressed as a man.
The old man stared at Ye Xing for a long time. Ye Xing was breathing slightly and long, obviously not paying attention to them, let alone wanting to talk to them.
After waiting for a long time, it was still the same. The old man couldn't bear it anymore and stood up and walked towards Ye Xing.
"Little brother, thank you for saving my life!" the old man said softly.
Ye Xing opened his eyes, nodded slightly, and said nonchalantly, "You have already thanked me!"
Seeing that Ye Xing had no intention of talking, the old man still said softly, "Little brother, you must not ride this horse tomorrow! This is the horse of the Green Wolf Gang, and it is all marked. When you leave tomorrow, don't let it go."
"Oh, the Green Wolf Gang?"
Ye Xing glanced at the old man, then looked at the horses under the tree, and found that the horses of these two people were already their own horses. He must have taken care of the third and fourth sons who were looking for horses.
The old man said, "The bandits who robbed you are from the Qinglang Gang. There must be their accomplices in Yunshan Town. The horse you are riding will definitely be recognized and will cause you trouble."
Ye Xing nodded and said, "I know, thank you!" He closed his eyes again and adjusted his breathing, and soon he let out a long and gentle breathing sound.
The old man walked back to the original place, sat down, took out a small gourd, and took a sip. The woman dressed in men's clothing, like Ye Xing, sat cross-legged on the ground, silent and silent.
In the middle of the night, the mountain wind was very cold, and the trees rustled. Ye Xing didn't care, because he often went to the mountains behind his home to exercise at night and didn't care about the coldness at all.
The woman couldn't stand the cold, and would twist her body from time to time, maybe to move her hands and feet. The old man would cough from time to time, which forced Ye Xing to open his eyes.
"You go into the temple and rest," Ye Xing said to the old man, "You can hide from the wind."
The two thought for a moment, nodded, stood up, walked past Ye Xing, and pushed open the temple door. There was nothing inside except a statue and a desk. The two sat down inside the temple door with the wind behind them.
After a night of silence and confusion in the morning, the old man and the young man got up, walked out of the temple gate, and walked past Ye Xing, pausing for a moment.
Ye Xing looked forward, without sitting up or wanting to communicate. The old man stared at Ye Xing, thought for a while, reached into his arms and took out something.
The old man handed Ye Xing a booklet and said, "Little brother, this book shows that you are also a practitioner. Take it and read it. You may benefit from it. Please consider it as our thanks!"
The girl bowed slightly to Ye Xing as a token of thanks, looking extremely sincere.
Ye Xing jumped up in a hurry, bowed to both of them, and hesitantly reached out to take the booklet.
Before Ye Xing could say anything, the two of them walked away. He had to swallow his words and stared blankly at the two people walking away.
The two took off the reins, led the horse, and walked out of the village entrance, slowly disappearing into the mountain road. Then there was the sound of the horse's galloping hooves, which soon disappeared silently.
Ye Xing picked up the pamphlet. The cover was extremely rough, obviously made of animal leather, and had three words "Strong and Rubbing Palms" written vertically.
Judging from the cover, it should be an item with a certain history, and it should be a palm skill.
Opening the inside, there are twelve pages of silk. The first three pages are full of words, which are probably introductions or theoretical texts. The other nine pages have four small pictures on each page, which are people typing a set. Boxing.
The pictures in the album are very detailed and the characters are vivid. There are small words under the pictures, which should be the so-called boxing skills.
Thinking about it, the old man felt that his martial arts skills were poor and a bit unsightly. In order to thank him for saving his life yesterday, he gave him a martial arts skill as a gift.
Ye Xing actually understood yesterday that his good skills in Yunhai Village were not worth mentioning to these people with martial arts skills. At most, he was just a hunter with flexible hands and feet, which was nothing at all.
Ye Xing was a little happy. In the past, he worked behind closed doors, and his actual combat ability was actually low. Now that there is a martial arts book to guide him, he may not be as embarrassed as yesterday.
Ye Xing glanced through it briefly, but couldn't read the words clearly at all. He put the book into the bag in his arms.
Now was not the time to pack up my belongings. The sky was getting brighter, but there was still some fog.
Stretching his limbs, twisting his waist, he walked towards the tree, untied the reins, and rode away.
