"Bronze ribs and iron bones, I never thought that Xiao Song, your martial arts cultivation has improved to such an extent!"
After getting rid of his pursuers, Hu Tianchuo couldn't help but marvel when he looked at Song Xing's young face next to him.
In the battle just now, he also heard Ai Shifei's words before his death. He has a complete inheritance and has read the records of copper ribs and iron bones in the classics. Naturally, he knew what kind of terrifying talent Song Xing displayed.
In the land of China, with a population of hundreds of millions, only a dozen or so extraordinary talents may appear in a hundred years. To say they are talents that only exist in a million is an understatement.
"It's the sword manual you gave me, Uncle Hu. It helped me a lot." Song Xing still had the same calm expression as before.
Hu Tianpu shook his head: "It's your own talent and hard work. Don't put gold on your Uncle Hu's face."
He knew very well that although the Hu family's sword skills were exquisite and could improve one's martial arts in a short period of time, they would never be able to improve one's martial arts to the level of steel and iron bones. Otherwise, he would not have practiced for many years and his martial arts cultivation would be mediocre.
I thought that Chu Luozhao was being modest when he said that Song Xing's kung fu was not weak, but now it seems that this was more of an understatement.
Hu Tianchun didn't know that when Song Xing was in Cangwu, although his boxing skills were great, he had not yet reached the level he is today.
He was able to cultivate copper tendons and iron bones entirely because he further perfected his martial arts principles after obtaining the Hu family's sword manual. The twelve Yi Jin postures that had never been broken through, and the last posture to reach the stars for fighting postures, were also He finally reached perfection in practice.
At this point, the Twelve Movements of Yijin, which he had practiced hard for a long time, and following the Ape Strike Technique, were practiced to a great level by Song Xing.
The Twelve Postures of Yijin are originally created to transform the body. When the Twelve Postures are penetrated, the changes to the body will be several times greater than before.
Almost every day, Song Xing could feel new power emerging from his body, slowly transforming the body's muscles, bones, skin, flesh, and marrow, making his physique stronger and stronger.
According to legend, only a few people can reach the copper ribs and iron bones, which are also naturally cultivated.
While the two were chatting, they carefully avoided the police patrolling the streets. In a city that can accommodate more than two million people, it was very simple to find a few uninhabited empty houses. The two of them did so easily. I found a remote and desolate empty house and hid temporarily.
On July 15th, Song Dynasty went to assassinate the magistrate of Cangwu County. On the 16th, he met Hu Tianchou. On the 18th, he escorted Hu Tianchou to Guangzhou Prefecture. It is now the 21st.
Hu Tianchou must arrive in Hong Kong before July 24th.
"Uncle Hu, can your contact person in Guangzhou Mansion allow you to leave Guangzhou on time?"
Hu Tianpo nodded: "They are doing things very safely, but after all, they haven't connected, so I'm not sure."
Song Xing looked outside and said, "Uncle Hu, you showed your face, it's not appropriate to go out anymore. Tell me the address of the joint, and I'll make a trip for you."
Except for Wang Yigu, no one in the entire Guangzhou Prefecture has seen Song Xing, so he is much safer than Hu Tianchou when he acts outside.
Hu Tianchuu thought about the notices posted everywhere outside the city gate and admitted that Song Xing was right, so he told him the location and code word of the meeting.
Song Xing asked Hu Tianchui to hide, carefully checked outside the door, and quickly left.
From Cangwu to Guangzhou, what Song Xing saw along the way were all dilapidated scenes. The entire society was in decline and lifeless. The lives of ordinary people were very difficult. The imperial court imposed numerous exorbitant taxes and miscellaneous taxes.
Only in big cities like Guangzhou can you see a hint of prosperity.
As Song Xing walked on the street, he saw mobile vendors setting up stalls and setting up shelves among the gorgeous shops, placing their own fruits, vegetables, fish, meat, or some very inconspicuous things, while officers and soldiers maintaining law and order shuttled among them.
He pushed down the brim of his hat and carefully avoided the pedestrians carrying burdens on the road. After twists and turns, he detoured into a narrow alley paved with blue bricks.
The alley should be dedicated to the business of literati. Most of the shops on both sides sell paper, ink, pens and inkstone supplies. Song Xingxing walked in and found a bookstore called Wenyanzhai according to the house number.
Walking into the bookstore, Song Xing was a little surprised. The bookstore was quite large. The shops next to it were connected and connected. There were seven or eight bookshelves in the store, filled with books. On the wall behind the bookshelves, , written with a line of words, ancient inkstones for sale in the Classics and History Collection.
As soon as you enter the door, there is a square table filled with all kinds of books. On the right hand side of the door, there is a counter. The boss in a long gown is sitting in the middle, and a Confucian scholar, also wearing a long gown, is sitting. Check out there with two books.
After Song Xing waited for the Confucian scholars to leave, he came to the counter. The boss, who looked about forty years old, smiled and asked, "What do the guests need?"
Song Xing asked: "Boss, do you have the Yangzhou Painted Boat Record published by Jiangnan Book Company?"
The boss raised his head and glanced at Song Xing, then replied calmly: "Guest, unfortunately, the Yangzhou Painted Boat Book was sold out a few days ago, and I haven't had time to restock it, but the shop has a book of Yangzhou scenery published by Chongming Book Company. Do guests want to take a look?"
Song Xing shook his head and said, "I already have a collection of Yangzhou customs albums at home, so give me a copy of Chunxi Liyun."
The boss stood up and walked out of the counter, saying: "The shop just received a copy of the book a few days ago. Guests, please come with me."
The two came to a bookshelf in the back room. The boss took out a copy of Chunxi Liyun from the corner and handed it to Song Xing. At the same time, he secretly stuffed two ferry tickets into Song Xing's hands and whispered: "Tomorrow night. With the ship ticket for the day after tomorrow, I left Guangzhou on a foreign freighter out of Yongqingmen, and the Qing government did not dare to search."
Song Xing nodded incomprehensibly, and then said: "Great, I have been looking for this edition for a long time."
The boss said with a smile: "As long as the customers like it."
Song Xing took out a piece of silver from his arms, settled the book fee, and left the bookstore without looking back.
Putting the book in his arms, Song Xing was not in a hurry to go back. Instead, he started wandering on the street, like a country bumpkin who had just entered the city. Everything he saw was new. He wandered until dusk and stopped at a restaurant on the way. I bought some food and returned to the shabby house during the night.
Hu Tianchuo, who was hiding in the dark, spied Song Xing's appearance, got out of his hiding place, and asked, "How's it going? Have you connected it?"
Song Xing nodded, put down the food in his hand, took out the Chunxi Liyun from his arms, and handed the two tickets to Hu Tianchou, "The tickets for tomorrow night and the day after tomorrow, Yongqingmen, Take a foreigner’s freighter to Hong Kong.”
"I have found out the location of the freighter. It will be a long night and many dreams. Uncle Hu, you will leave by boat tomorrow night."
While inquiring about the situation during the day, Song Xing had already encountered several groups of Qing soldiers searching from house to house. Fortunately, Song Xing did not show his face and managed to avoid them without any danger.
The several city gates leading to the port from Guangzhou Prefecture are all heavily guarded, and the port is patrolled day and night by Qing soldiers.
"It seems that the Ministry of Internal Affairs is determined that we will leave by boat, so it simply defends the port and waits."
A trace of worry flashed in Hu Tianchou's eyes. Although he successfully broke into Guangzhou Mansion and got the boat ticket, the last step was how to get on the boat.
In order to prevent him from leaving, Wayne Ming would definitely send heavy troops to guard him. It would be as difficult as climbing to the sky to sneak onto the ship without alerting them.
Song Xing, however, was confident. He took out a map of Guangzhou he bought, spread it out in front of Hu Tianchuu under the moonlight, pointed at the map and said: "The distance to the port from the east, west and north gates is too far, and the risk of exposure is too high. So we can only go from the south, Anlan Gate, Yongqing Gate, Jinghai Gate, and Wuxian Gate are the gates closest to the port."
"They are probably worried about attracting dissatisfaction from the foreigners, so they have sent the minimum number of troops at Yongqingmen. The foreigners' freighter will set off at Xu time tomorrow evening. Just before departure, I will protect you, Uncle Hu, when you pass through. Then as long as you get on Once we get on the boat, everything will be fine."
Hu Tianchuo stared at the map for a moment, shook his head and said, "No, as long as the Yongqing gate starts fighting, reinforcements from other gates will arrive in a moment. Even if I get on the ship, what will you do?"
In the original plan, only Hu Tianchun was going to Hong Kong, and Song Xing was not going to Hong Kong. But now according to Song Xing's plan, after Hu Tianchun boarded the ship, the danger was left to Song Xing who was off the ship. This is Hu Tianchun's plan. Watering is unacceptable.
Song Xing raised his hand and stopped Hu Tianchou from speaking. His smile was particularly bright in the darkness: "Uncle Hu, didn't we agree at the beginning that I would escort you out of Guangzhou safely? Don't forget the burden behind you. There are so many People have made sacrifices, and now, there is no room for you to step back.”
Over the past century, our nation has suffered so much and made huge sacrifices that are rare in the world.
We have gone through too much suffering. Thousands of people are working hard for their ideals, risking their lives, just to find a ray of light in the darkness of despair.
Song Xing said with a smile: "Uncle Hu, when you gave me the Hu family sword manual that day, I did not refuse. Don't act like a child. Tomorrow I will guard the Yongqing Gate for you, Uncle Hu, until you leave safely."
Seeing that Hu Tianchou was still frowning, Song Xing could only comfort him: "When the ship sails, with my skills, if I want to leave, they won't be able to stop me."
Song Xing's martial arts skills gave Hu Tianchuu a glimmer of hope in his heart. Although stopping all the masters from the Ministry of Internal Affairs was a near-death mission, at this moment, Hu Tianchuu could only silently endure Song Xing's efforts. kindness.
