On the 27th day of the twelfth lunar month, light snow.

The snow from last night had not melted yet, and the dim sky light scattered through the lead clouds, and was dazzlingly white under the reflection of the snow.

With three days left before New Year's Eve, more and more merchants are closing in Jintian Mansion, and there are not many pedestrians on the street, which is so deserted.

Other places are deserted, but because the merchants in Wutong are closed, the poor are powerless and return home, which is a little more lively than usual.

Every household was busy cleaning the snow, scrubbing the doors and windows, and carrying New Year's goods and firewood to their homes. Satisfied laughter echoed throughout the sycamore tree.

Heavy snow occurs every year, but abundant snow does not occur often.

Zhang Chu brought a prosperous year to Wutong.

Of course, in the huge sycamore, there are always some people who have nothing to do with the New Year atmosphere.

Yum Taoist is one of them.

The gate of the yard where he was hiding was tight, the cold pots and stoves in the yard were incompatible with the sycamore trees immersed in the New Year atmosphere.

But Yum Taoist doesn't care about these things.

After noon, Yum Taoist, who had lunch, walked out of the house with an elegant ancient silver hand stove and stood in the yard for breathability.

Only a sharp sound of "whoosh" was heard, and a feather arrow shot in from outside the yard.

Yum Taoist was shocked and was about to turn around and rush into the house. Out of the corner of his eyes, he found a strip of cloth wrapped around the feather arrow.

After calming down, I found that there was no arrow.

When the bandits in the house heard the movement, they quickly picked up their swords and axes and rushed out. They saw the Taoist Yum in the courtyard bent down to pick up a feather arrow.

Someone asked: "Military advisor, what's the matter?"

Yushengdao waved his hand without looking back, "Nothing is wrong, put away the weapon!"

"yes!"

The bandits turned respectfully and returned to the house, put away the sword and axe at hand.

Yum Taoist took off the cloth strip and glanced at it for a few seconds, and his face became a little gloomy.

On the day when the mule was kidnapped by this group of people, the man who had tattooed the passerby that Zhang Chu had met came out. When he saw the face of the Yusheng Taoist, he asked in a low voice in his heart, "Military advisor, what happened?"

Yum Taoist threw the cloth strip to him, "Look at it yourself!"

When a passerby opened the cloth strip, he saw two lines of words written on it.

The first line is "Catching Chaihutong, with red flowers in front of the door, 50,000 kilograms."

He was stunned for a moment and asked, "Is this?"

Yum Taoist stomped in the yard and said without looking back: "Food!"

The man who was passerby suddenly felt happy and said, "I've got all together so quickly? This blood cat is really capable!"

"What do you know?"

Yu Sheng Taoist scolded him impatiently, "As the saying goes, cats have cats, rats have rats, Zhang Chu is a local snake in the west of the city. Not to mention 100,000 kilograms, even a million kilograms, he can get some time.

together!"

Passerby A asked with unknown meaning: "I have obtained all this food, why do you still..."

Yusheng Taoist did not answer, stopped himself, and sighed, "What a Zhang Chu, what a white paper fan in the Black Tiger Hall. He really acted without any leakage, and he couldn't catch a handle!"

The passerby was stunned for a moment, and suddenly realized it and asked, "What do you mean is that Zhang Chu took himself clean in this matter?"

The Taoist Yusheng glanced at him, and there was a faint light of contempt in his eyes, which looked like a pool: "Do you believe it, even if the 100,000 kilograms of grain were left, the government could not track down his head?

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The passerby man A lost voice and said, "How is this possible? He bought this 100,000 kilograms of grain!"

The Taoist Yum sneered and said lightly: "The prince is not worthy of planning!"

...

Inside the Black Tiger Hall.

Big Bear and Li Gouzi stood side by side on the plum blossom stake and practiced stake.

I saw Li Gouzi sweating like slurry, breathing like a cow drinking, and strands of heat gathered on the Baihui acupoint above his head, as if he was pressing an incense burner. The wind could not dissipate and the snow could not fall.

The big bear couldn't do it anymore. He was panting like a tuberculosis, sweating soaked his clothes, as if he had just been fished out of water, and his two thick thighs were shaking like sieve bran, and he was about to be unable to hold on.

Seeing this, Zhang Chu, who was standing under the pile and observing the two, saw this, he leaped on the plum blossom stake with his toes and easily jumped onto the plum blossom stake, spread his arms, and put his hands on his vests with his palms.

The next second, a faint light of blood appeared on the edge of his ten fingers.

With his blood and energy support, the heat on Li Gouzi's body immediately became even stronger, and he felt like he was in a steamer.

The big bear's trembling legs suddenly stabilized, and his anxious breathing gradually became longer.

Zhang Chu maintained the blood and energy output, while ensuring that the blood and energy pouring into the two of them could keep up with their stance power consumption, he also ensured that his blood and energy would not overturn the main players and completely suppressed the blood and energy operation of the two of them.

This is a technical job, but unfortunately no one can give it to you.

Soon, a guard gang member bowed and walked quickly to the plum blossom stake and whispered: "Report to the master of the hall, Taoist Yumeng is asking for a visit."

Zhang Chu, who closed his eyes and calmly regulated the blood and qi output, heard this, his eyelids twitched and replied lightly: "I'll see you!"

"yes!"

The on-duty gang members bowed and returned to the gate. Soon after, they came back with a sandalwood box as big as a book, stood under the plum blossom stake, and waited quietly.

More than half an hour later, Zhang Chu finally withdrew his hands, took out a silver box from his arms with a pale face, took out a few pieces of ginseng from it, threw it into his mouth.

Even though his blood and energy are three to four times that of ordinary people, it is still a bit difficult to maintain the stubborn power consumption of two martial arts apprentices at the same time.

"wake up!"

He shouted softly.

The two people who were immersed in the visual state heard his voice, their eyelids twitched a few times, and they opened their eyes at the same time.

Li Gouzi let out a long and cheered: "Good!"

But Big Bear staggered. If Zhang Chu hadn't reached out to support him in time, he would have almost fallen down.

The surface of the two people's skin was covered with a layer of dirt that emitted a fishy smell.

The difference is that the dirt on the surface of Li Gouzi's skin is dark and yellow in color.

The dirt on the surface of the big bear's skin is dark brown.

This kind of stand-up effect, which is infinitely close to the cleaning of muscles and marrow, is something that ordinary martial arts apprentices cannot achieve.

Of course, this is also related to the short time they spent practicing stance practice.

Like Zhang Chu, when practicing stance practice, he almost doesn’t even sweat. However, when he is relieved every morning, the color will be a little darker than usual.

“How does it feel?”

Zhang Chu asked.

“Somewhat aches.”

This is Big Bear's answer.

"It's very rewarding!"

This is Li Gouzi's answer.

Zhang Chu couldn't help but glance at Li Gouzi and thought that this guy really had a ruthless spirit in his bones. In time, it would become a big climate!

He knew very well that the feeling of ending the practice of stance practice in the martial arts apprenticeship stage was that he had a very good feeling of waist, back, and leg cramps, which was even worse than the seventh degree of plum blossom. How could he match the word "shuangli"?

He didn't say much, stroked the two of them and jumped off the plum blossom stake, shouting, "Come on, help the two elder brothers to wash!"

After the words came, four people rushed in from the yard, holding the two of them from the left and right and slowly walking into the hall.

Zhang Chu picked up a sweat towel from the plum blossom stake and wiped his hands, waved to the guard gang members beside him.

The guard gang members respectfully presented the sandalwood box in their hands to Zhang Chu.

When Zhang Chu opened the sandalwood box, he saw a white-skinned book lying inside. The cover was filled with three big words "Sky Frost Knife".

He took out the secret book and looked around for a few glances, and saw a few little people like simple drawings inside. Each little person wrote the key points of knife skills in fly heads.
Chapter completed!