Guan Luoyang sold firewood and took medicine. When he came back, it was already past lunch time.

Tian Gongyu was chopping firewood in the yard. When he saw him, he came up to him, took the medicine, and said: "The rice is in the pot and the vegetables are on the table. You haven't slept for more than ten hours. After eating, you can do a little exercise."

Go and rest quickly."

Guan Luoyang agreed and said: "I see that the man's injury is not serious. These medicines are definitely not enough. Do you want to go further to other pharmacies and grab some more?"

Tian Gongyu unfolded the oil paper packages, redistributed the medicinal materials, and said: "No need. These medicines are enough. He is only willing to stay here for three or four days."

Guan Luoyang said: "Oh? Then where is he now?"

Tian Gongyu said without raising his head: "He's resting in my room. I just gave him fire therapy. He probably won't fall asleep so easily."

Guan Luoyang nodded, and after going to eat, he went to the house where Honda Gongyu originally slept and knocked on the door.

Tian Gongyu, who was still sorting medicinal materials in the yard, heard this, looked back at him, hesitated to speak, and finally did not speak.

As expected, the instructor in the room was not asleep, and he quickly dressed neatly and opened the door.

"It's you, come in and sit down."

The instructor invited him into the room, opened the door, and said with a smile, "I haven't thanked you properly yet. Thanks to you, I can reunite with my old friend. If I hadn't been able to find Thunder Lord, I would probably have been injured if I had not been injured for a long time."

I don’t have long to live. Brother Guan, please accept my respect.”

"Don't."

Guan Luoyang gave him a hand, sat down with him, and said, "You have a relationship with Uncle Tian, ​​and you can be regarded as my elder. These things are what I should do, but why did I hear Uncle Tian say that you are only willing to

Stay three or four days?”

This is the place where Tian Gongyu sleeps. Apart from the bed, there is only a bench to put clothes and pants at night.

Guan Luoyang sat on the stool, and the instructor sat on the bed.

The instructor folded his coat and said: "You saw those killers last night. They are not the first batch, and they will never be the last batch. I can't bring disaster to you."

Guan Luoyang waved his hand and said: "You don't have to worry about this. All traces of our arrival were covered up by my disguise. I have also done a lot of things, and in the few years I have been here, I have never been visited by anyone."

The instructor said with a solemn face: "The origins of the people who are chasing me are not simple. They are not comparable to ordinary government officials around here. And if the time is prolonged, they may even go to the Guangzhou General's Mansion and mobilize the entire force of Guangzhou.

Search around."

"Um?"

Guan Luoyang was really surprised this time.

Mobilizing troops is not a trivial matter. Although General Guangzhou can control the military power of the entire Guangdong, if he really wants to mobilize a large army, he must have enough names.

Guan Luoyang had killed so many evildoers in the three cities and seven townships nearby in the past three years. Many of them had rich backgrounds and had connections with Manchu and Qing ministers in Guangzhou. However, at most they could only send a small number of elite soldiers to handle the matter.

Just thinking of those killers from the Internal Affairs Bureau, the people who hunt down the instructors may really have this ability.

"What did you do to make them so aggressive?"

Guan Luoyang is young, this question is too straightforward.

However, the coach thought about the deeds he heard from Lei Gong and felt that Luoyang should be a trustworthy person, so he still revealed something vaguely: "It's not that I have done anything big, but some things I know, which are very relevant."

."

Guan Luoyang's eyes moved, as if he had already made some guesses, but he stopped at it, knowing enough not to ask further questions, and said: "I understand, then you should take care of yourself these days."

After saying this, he went out.

The coach was prepared to continue to be persuaded by him, but he didn't expect him to do things so neatly, which was a bit unexpected.

After a while, the instructor closed the door and sat back on the bed.

He gently stroked the clothes on his chest, his expression unspeakable.

There is a roster hidden inside the sewn-in secret pocket of this garment.

………………

Guan Luoyang went back to his room and took a nap. He only slept for about four hours, but when he got up, he was already full of energy.

Since he became successful in practicing martial arts, he seems to have some ability to independently affect the quality of his sleep.

When you need to be alert, you can immediately feel someone else approaching in the room, even if you were sleeping soundly just a second ago.

But if not disturbed, he can easily enter deep sleep.

If it had been before time travel, Guan Luoyang might have been able to brag about this ability in front of his netizens.

After all, entering deep sleep at any time means that you can have more time to stay up late and do things such as surfing the Internet, surfing the Internet, and surfing the Internet.

But now, even if he reduces his sleep time, he still spends this time practicing boxing.

The Internet will naturally fascinate people, but the kind of life where you can feel the heat in your body surging and vigorously increasing your strength will also fascinate you.

Outside the yard, a waist-high, approximately spherical stone was rolled back and forth by Guan Luoyang. The surrounding land had long been compacted, and it made a soft rumbling sound when the stone rolled.

His posture is like an old ape, fishing for rocks, deflecting rocks, rubbing rocks, and rolling rocks. He steps slowly and never leaves the ground three feet away. He just stretches his arms as far as possible, bends forward to push away and pulls in, and circles to the left.

The dull pain and discomfort in the chest caused by Zhu Changshou's punch were relieved in this process.

"Uncle Tian, ​​among the few hard ideas I encountered last night, there was a bald man who said that in the Boxer Rebellion, there were leading swordsmen, Arhats and Lightning Mothers, instructors Lei Gong, Dai Haichen and Li Sutang. I saw the instructor, Lei Gong, is that you?

"

Tian Gongyu was squatting outside the door choosing vegetables. Hearing this, he raised his head suspiciously and said: "You are going to assassinate me. How dare you be on the other side to talk to you about this for no reason?"

Guan Luoyang defended: "There really is an old bald man who said this. I definitely didn't get it from the coach. If you don't believe me, ask him."

"Forget it, no matter where you heard it from, these old sesame seeds and rotten millet things are nothing to mention."

Tian Gongyu put the vegetables in the bamboo basket and walked to the stream to wash the vegetables. "The Anti-Justice League is gone, and these real or fake names have long been meaningless. If you want to hear the story, ask the instructor yourself.

Didn't you go find him this afternoon?"

Guan Luoyang said: "I went to persuade him to stay, but he refused."

Tian Gongyu straightened up, drained the water from the basket, walked into the kitchen, and shouted: "Stop practicing, come in and help prepare the soup and serve the dishes."

"okay."

Guan Luoyang pushed the stone back to its original position. After entering the kitchen, Tian Gongyu just opened the lid of the pot, and the delicious smell of chicken soup hit his nostrils.

Just throw those handfuls of green vegetables into the pot, stir them twice, and they will be ready in a short time.

Guan Luoyang put the rice on the side first.

Tian Gongyu held the spoon in one hand and supported the pot lid with the other hand, counting the time until the vegetables in the pot were cooked, and asked: "You only went in for a short time in the afternoon and didn't persuade him much?"

Guan Luoyang said: "I think he has decided to go."

"I'm not talking about him, I'm talking about you. With your nosy temperament, even if he really decides to leave, you won't stop him?"

Tian Gongyu's voice became serious, "But you didn't try to persuade him. What do you want to do? Do you want to go with him?"

Guan Luoyang had already filled three bowls of rice and looked up calmly: "Uncle Tian didn't let me call you master, didn't he just know that I would leave anyway?"

The two of them were facing the door sideways. The sun was setting outside the door, and the twilight of the sky was dyeing the deserted countryside with orange.

"People who practice martial arts have to go out and make a living after all, let alone in such a world. Of course I won't stop you, but I know the instructor's caution and skill. Even he will be injured like this... Why did you get involved in this in the first place?

In dangerous things, at least there should be a step-by-step approach."

"I've been practicing boxing for six years and swordsmanship for three years. Isn't that enough to make progress step by step?"

Guan Luoyang looked squarely at the old man in front of him and said, "If I had the choice, I would also like to live in a peaceful little world. If I had the choice, I might not even come here."

"But I'm here, I've met you, I've met those disgusting things that I can't stand, and I've met the instructor. Now that I've met you, I'll feel uneasy if I don't do some things."

"Don't you support me?"

He spoke clearly, his eyes were bright, and he shouted respectfully, "Master."

There was silence in the room for a long time.

"Will I, Lord Thunder, still hold back my apprentice?"

Tian Gongyu knocked the spoon on the pot lid and said, "The vegetables are all boiled. Go and call the instructor for dinner!"
Chapter completed!