I began to understand the myriad things by chopping wood

Chapter 78: Distinguishing between gratitude and resentment, introduction to boxing

The escort agency is very busy during the New Year, and it is a time to make money. However, Shen Longteng started his career as a martial artist and is a man of great generosity. He is not one of those black-hearted officials. He even makes people work overtime during the New Year, and even shamelessly calls it a blessing.

The escorts are away from home all year round and have little time to stay at home, so Shen Longteng did not earn the Spring Festival travel fee so that his disciples could have a rare reunion.

Therefore, the escort agency has not only very important escorts that are sent out by drawing lots, but also necessary on-duty personnel. Nowadays, there are hardly any people in the compound.

Xie Yuan entered the escort agency and did not let Zhu Dongming leave. Instead, he took him around and went to the pharmacy, where he got two doses of medicine for strengthening the body and nourishing the blood.

Zhu Dongming was just marveling at the fact that Longteng Escort Agency occupied half of the street when he heard Xie Yuan say:
"Brother Zhu, the pharmacy of the escort agency is highly skilled. This prescription is very effective in replenishing blood and qi. I will also tell you the key points of the Iron Shirt. You have a good foundation. Take the medicine back and practice while taking it. Hopefully, you will achieve a breakthrough and become a warrior."

Zhu Dongming was stunned when he heard this, and suddenly he was a little excited that he couldn't hide:
"I, I still have hope of becoming a warrior?"

"Why not? Brother Zhu is a little old, but he is still in his prime. You have enough energy and blood. As long as you have a method and some auxiliary medicine, it will not be difficult to become a warrior. It may be more difficult to go further."

Xie Yuan said.

He was already in the second stage of practicing, and he had almost finished practicing the Iron Cloth Shirt of the Iron Armor Sect. There was no problem in giving Zhu Dongming some pointers.

Taking Zhu Dongming to the courtyard where he lived, Xie Yuan asked him to practice the six sets of Iron Shirt Stance Exercises. He demonstrated it many times and gave many corrections, which took half a day.

Xie Yuan nodded, feeling that Zhu Dongming's training was no longer a big problem, and then he said:
"Brother Zhu, thank you for your help this time. Well, there is not much I can thank Zhou Feng for, just some basic knowledge of martial arts. But he has never practiced in the Iron Cloth Sect, so it is not easy for me to teach him the skills. I have to go back to the martial arts hall to ask him first."

There is also the follow-up to the Iron Shirt. On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, there will be a martial arts competition at Panlong Martial Arts School. Xie Yuan has to go and see whether Monk Liu has escaped or not.

Killing an official is no small matter. Anyone with a discerning eye knows who killed Zhang Yufeng. Two martial artists got drunk and spilled lamp oil and were burned to death? Some people think Yu Chunsheng is a fool.

But Zhu Dongming helped Xie Yuan burn all the traces with a big fire. Without evidence, Yu Chunsheng couldn't rush into the escort agency to arrest people. As long as he had a good point, Shen Longteng would be able to calm the situation down. Yun Zhao would not let anyone touch the people in the escort agency.

However, if the experienced constables in the county government found solid evidence and came to demand the person's release under the banner of justice, it would be difficult for Shen Longteng to confront the government head-on.

So the help provided by Zhu Dongming and Zhou Feng was not small - although in retrospect, even if the fire was ignited slowly with rice wine, with the concerted efforts of the villagers, the fire could have burned the Zhang family to the ground.

But by doing this, the two of them were finally against the government and could be considered accomplices, so Xie Yuan naturally had to appreciate it.

Revenge when there is hatred, and thank favors when there are favors; only in this way can you live worthy of your life.

Zhu Dongming sighed repeatedly:
"That's enough, that's enough! I didn't do anything..."

He was now extremely grateful that he had been on Xie Yuan's side since he witnessed him killing Li Mazi.

After Zhu Dongming went back, Xie Yuan prepared some blood-activating and qi-replenishing medicine for himself and recuperated in the escort agency.

The escort agency's medicine for injuries is excellent, but its only drawback is that it is expensive. Xie Yuan has now completely spent all the money he had left behind, and he couldn't help but shake his head again and sigh, "The poor are good at literature, but the rich are good at martial arts."

He had an iron vest on the outside and health-preserving skills on the inside, so his ability to resist injuries was strong. With the help of medicine, his internal injuries were basically healed within two days. So he took advantage of his free time to concentrate on practicing Bagua Hanshan Fist.

There are eight styles of Bagua Hanshan Fist, corresponding to the shapes of Bagua, each with its own characteristics.

For example, the Qian boxing is lofty and majestic, the Kun boxing is heavy and majestic, and the eight boxing techniques each have their own mysteries and profound charm.

Xie Yuan immersed himself in it, practicing each move until he was familiar with it. He watched his progress improve little by little, and he felt tireless and enjoyed himself every day.

County government office, study.

County lieutenant Yu Chunsheng sat on the armchair, his slightly fat white face showing no emotion, listening to his subordinates' reports:

"…We only found one county government waist badge, which was vaguely recognizable and indeed belonged to Zhang Bantou. The rest were burned."

Yu Chunsheng said calmly:
"You said that the villagers all said that the two brothers got drunk and quarreled and knocked over the candles? That's what the village head said?"

"Yes."

Yu Chunsheng stroked his short beard and laughed:
"It seems that Yufeng is not popular." Several subordinates lowered their heads and did not dare to answer.

Yu Chunsheng leaned forward again and asked:
"Where's Xie Yuan?"

"When we arrived, he was no longer at home. Some people said he had left for the county town at daybreak."

Yu Chunsheng narrowed his eyes and remained silent for a long time.

There was no sound in the study, which made it even more depressing.

"A mediocre martial artist overturned the lamp oil and burned himself to death. What a joke!"

He suddenly slammed the table with a bang, scaring several subordinates.

It must have been that guy who did it.

Zhang Yufeng was already a second-level warrior, but he still suffered a murderous attack; a huge fire burned him without leaving any trace, and even his old detectives could not see anything; he left immediately after the crime, making it impossible for anyone to catch him even a little bit...

It’s not easy. It’s not easy at all.

Is this kid really a country boy under 20 years old?

Yu Chunsheng's face was uncertain, and he ordered in a deep voice:
"I want all the details about Xie Yuan. Check it out for me!"

For the first time, he looked at Xie Yuan with a scrutinizing eye, instead of viewing him as a prey that could be toyed with at will.

On the eighth day of the Lunar New Year, I returned to my parents’ home.

This is one of the customs that is different between this world and the previous life. In the previous life, people would return to their parents’ home on the second day of the Spring Festival, but here people return after seven days.

But this has nothing to do with Xie Yuan. He has no wife, and his parents are not around. He is just practicing martial arts in the escort agency.

The only special thing was that on this day, he finally mastered the Bagua Hanshan Fist.

[Bagua Mountain Shaking Fist·Beginner: (1/500)]

With the same 100 points, the progress of Bagua Shaking Mountain Fist is obviously much slower than that of Benlang Sword Technique, which shows its difficulty.

But no matter how difficult it is, for Xie Yuan, it is just the difference between getting started in one day or five days.

Xie Yuan did not practice in the yard. The escort's room was big enough, and he could practice in the room by moving the furnishings around.

He threw a punch, and the air in the whole room was rippling. The vase shook slightly, as if a draught was blowing through the hall.

"I've gotten started. This kind of power is enough for actual combat."

Xie Yuan nodded in satisfaction. The Bagua Mountain-Shaking Fist was full of power and immensely powerful. Even if one was only an entry-level fighter, its effect would be no less than that of the Wolf-Running Sword Technique.

Just as he was about to continue practicing, there were knocks on the door. Xie Yuan opened the door in confusion and found that it was Qin Hai outside:

"What's that noise in the room? I thought you brought a girl in."

"No, I'm just practicing."

Xie Yuan touched his head. Was the crackling sound of his punches too loud?

Qin Hai saw this and didn't ask any more questions. He just pulled him out:
"The boss wants you to go over there quickly, help is needed!"

(End of this chapter)