The venue of martial arts conferences has always changed, but this is the first time that it was held in Yucheng. When Xu Zhuchen passed by the stables, he heard two stable boys whispering and discussing this year's martial arts competition.
"I heard that this year's martial arts competition is constantly in turmoil," the younger girl said while brushing her horse's hair. "If you ask me, I shouldn't have chosen Yucheng as the venue. Yucheng is so close to the imperial capital Langya. Didn’t you say that Langya people all have a heart of stone..."
The older boy should be the girl's brother. He put his arm around the girl's shoulders and said with a smile: "What are you afraid of? We are doing business safely in Bizhou. No matter what fires come from Yucheng and Langya, we will not be able to burn our place."
Xu Zhuchen heard this interestingly, so he walked behind the two of them and asked, "Little sister, what happened in this martial arts conference?"
The girl was startled by her, her face turned red and she said, "I, I heard from my sister who went to Yucheng that there was blood in a martial arts competition... or something." She moved behind the boy and stuck her head out. , a pair of big eyes flickered at Xu Zhuchen, and whispered: "Is the girl here to lead the horse?"
Xu Zhuchen was not surprised by her reaction, and said with a relaxed smile: "I have just settled in, and I am going to Yucheng in a few days. I came out this time to see the fodder you feed the horses."
The girl nodded, blushed and pointed in one direction: "The person preparing the fodder is over there. He just came back not long ago."
Xu Zhuchen thanked him and walked in the direction pointed by the girl.
As she walked, she thought: Are all Langya people hard-hearted?
Xu Zhuchen disagreed with this statement. Her father, Han Ling, left Meichuan with his family at the age of fourteen, heading for Langya. Although I don’t know what’s so good about Langya, it’s definitely not a bad place where my best friend is.
What's more, based on her understanding of Han Ling, no matter how long it takes, he will never become hard-hearted.
She and Shi Song went to Yucheng with an unspoken purpose: half to participate in the martial arts competition, and the other half to meet Han Ling again.
After seven years apart, is Han Ling still the fair and lean look he had when he was a child? Thinking of Han Ling's temper, Xu Zhuchen couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth: Although Han Ling was arrogant and liked to take tricks, he would never relax when it came to martial arts. I wonder who among the three of them has better martial arts skills when they meet again at a martial arts conference?
Xu Zhuchen and Shi Song originally agreed to set off from Meichuan together, but on the day of departure, her family suddenly left her behind on the pretext that they had important matters to deal with. In fact, the problem is just about the income and expenditure of the household store accounts. Although Xu Zhuchen is good at this, he doesn't like it.
For her, the best life is to be a chivalrous and righteous person, wandering around the rivers and lakes, admiring flowers and drinking wine with two or three old friends in her free time. When the mood comes, they go boating on the lake together and express their feelings to the moon. In her imagination, among these two or three old friends, there must be Han Ling and Shi Song.
After seven days of delay in Meichuan, we finally made it. Xu Zhuchen said goodbye to his parents, rubbed his younger brother's head, and rode straight after Shi Song.
She walked to Bizhou, two cities away from Yucheng, and stopped to rest when her horses were tired. Counting the days, the martial arts conference should have started for a day or two. If nothing unexpected happens, Shi Song and Han Ling should have met each other.
I just don’t know what happened at the conference, but it spread to Bizhou within a few days?
Xu Zhuchen passed through the arch and walked into the courtyard, when she saw a man collecting horse grass with his back to her. Just as Xu Zhuchen was about to walk over, he felt a familiar internal force.
Low and deep yet endless, warm and persevering, this is Shi Song’s inner strength.
Xu Zhuchen was surprised: Not to mention that Shi Song's disguise skills were not very good, but with Shi Song's character, he would never do such a thing as stopping in the middle and pretending to be a servant to scare Xu Zhuchen.
For things like internal strength, everyone's personality, talent, and cultivation methods are different, so it's difficult to give people a similar feeling. What's more, Xu Zhuchen is very familiar with Shi Song's internal power. When the two of them practiced martial arts, they often lacked internal power and needed another person to rescue them. Their perception of each other's internal power was incomparable to other people.
And internal force is by no means something that can be easily transferred and changed. Zhuchen had read it, and there was a "great immortal cultivator" who could "separate a sword energy" in the book, but that was just an imaginary immortal. Xu Zhuchen held his breath and concentrated, making sure that the man who beat the horse did not notice her approach, and calmed down to feel his inner power.
Under Chen Xin's feeling, Xu Zhuchen was even more surprised - the man in front of him not only had Shi Song's internal energy in his body, but also had a rather restless and reckless internal energy.
Let’s not talk about how one person can have two internal forces. Just look at the degree of incoordination between these two internal forces. They should not appear in one person.
Xu Zhuchen gradually frowned her slender eyebrows: Although she didn't know what was going on with the person in front of her, she intuitively felt that this person was definitely not a kind person.
Xu Zhuchen was not good at testing in roundabout ways. She strode directly to the groom, knelt down and asked, "Who are you?"
The groom looked up. He had an ordinary and rustic face, his complexion was dark red that had been exposed to the sun, his nose was flat and collapsed, and his cheeks were covered with dark brown freckles. At this moment, the groom's whole face showed panic and fear. He fell to the ground, looked around uneasily, and asked: "Girl, are you asking me?"
Seeing how scared he was, Xu Zhuchen felt even more confused. Not only was the man's internal strength superior to hers, he could still be on par with hers. She lowered her voice and said, "Don't be afraid of me. I just feel that the inner energy in you feels familiar to me, so I came to ask you."
The groom lowered his head and stammered: "What is internal power? I, I don't know..."
Xu Zhuchen looked him up and down, knowing that what this man told must be a lie, but his expression did not change, and he really looked like a ignorant groom. She was confused, and for a moment she couldn't help but suspect that Shi Song was really teasing her. She took out a wooden bird from her sleeve, tapped it on her forehead, then tapped it on her shoulder three times, and finally tapped the ground.
This was a childhood game between her and Shi Song and Han Ling. What she meant by this was: "Tell the truth."
But she didn't expect that as soon as she lowered her head, a black shadow flashed before her eyes, and the man rolled and crawled towards the door.
Shi Song is upright and aboveboard, this person must not be Shi Song, then there must be something evil in the Shi Song's inner power. Seeing that he was about to run out of the courtyard, Xu Zhuchen slowly raised a hand and pointed his fingers in the direction of the man. Internal energy surged, and the man's body was instantly unable to move, as if he was caught in the air by her and easily pulled in front of her by Xu Zhuchen.
"Who are you?" Xu Zhuchen looked at the man with a cold face, his eyes full of frost. She grabbed the man with one hand and placed the other hand on the sword to prepare for the man's unexpected move.
With such deep inner strength, he is hiding in an inn and working as a groom, so he must be on guard against it.
The man turned his face with difficulty, his body shaking like a sieve, and his face still looked panicked, pretending to be flawless.
Xu Zhuchen was tired of acting with him, and the internal strength in his hands increased.
With the man's internal strength, she was not worried that this blow would really hurt him. Even if it is an instinctive reaction of the body, martial arts practitioners will actively mobilize internal energy to protect their bodies. Once the internal strength fluctuates, Xu Zhuchen doesn't believe that he won't reveal his flaws.
Unexpectedly, as soon as her inner force touched the man's body, the man screamed in pain and spit out a mouthful of blood.
He faced Xu Zhuchen, and blood just splashed onto Xu Zhuchen's face and body. Xu Zhuchen has been practicing martial arts for more than ten years and has never killed anyone. He was so shocked that his eyes were splitting. He quickly pulled out his hand and put the man on the ground.
As soon as Fang landed, the man tried to stand up, but fell down like a puddle of mud. Seeing the blood spitting out from his mouth, Xu Zhuchen became increasingly puzzled. She really felt the man's inner strength, but the man did not mobilize any inner strength to defend against her attack. For a martial arts practitioner, this was completely unbelievable.
Unless the man really has no inner strength and doesn't know how to use it.
She wanted to continue thinking deeply, but human life was at stake and had to be saved. Xu Zhuchen immediately made the decision to seal the man's bleeding meridians, picked him up, tapped him on the wall a few times and flew him to the window of his room.
The man was jolted by her, vomited a few more mouthfuls of blood in her arms, and spoke with difficulty: "Girl... I, am I going to die..."
Xu Zhuchen pushed open the window with one hand and said solemnly: "I hurt you, and I will be responsible. I promise in the name of Meichuan Xu Zhuchen that I will never let you die."
Xu Zhuchen felt the man shake violently in her arms. She was afraid that the man would be in severe pain, so she quickly put him down, started to unbutton his coat, and quickly did some basic processing. External injuries are easy to treat, but internal injuries can only be treated with care. Zhuchen put a bandage on him and laid him flat on his bed.
"Just rest here. I'll buy you some medicine and then book a room next door." Xu Zhuchen wanted to pat his shoulder, but was afraid of hurting him again, so he had to squeeze his shoulder gently. .
The man's face was pale as a sheet, but he showed a shy smile. He tried his best to move his neck, which was wrapped in a rice dumpling, and nodded towards Xu Zhuchen's figure as he went out.
"I believe you, girl, thank you," he said.
The door was gently closed, and the sound of Zhuchen's footsteps going downstairs gradually faded away. He stared at the bedspread above his head and smiled guiltily.
"Thank you, Zhuchen." Han Ling said softly.
