Chapter 6: Nine-Finger God Beggar Hong Seven Gong

　　"Third!"

　　"Third!"

　　The two shouted, then gritted their teeth, glaring at Yang Guo with red eyes.

　　"Boy, I'm going to chop you into a minced meat, let's serve the second one!"

　　The leading villain yelled and grabbed the big knife in his hand, but his footsteps lagged behind the second child who was rushing forward with the sword.

　　According to Lu Sanjin, this short sword is a copy of the legendary fish intestine sword. Although it is not a magic weapon, it is still a sharp weapon.

　　Holding two swords, Yang Guo looked directly at the two men who came to kill him, and was about to see who would win the battle today.

　　Two piercing sounds sounded.

　　The two gangsters who rushed over cried out in pain, fell to their knees on the ground, hugged their calves, and wailed in a low voice.

　　Yang Guo's eyes showed shock, he quickly backed away, looking at the darkness around him vigilantly, ready to run away at any time.

　　"Ha... ah... Really, why are you making so much noise in the middle of the night, the old beggar hasn't had enough sleep yet."

　　An old man's voice appeared with a little sleepiness in his old age,

　　Yang Guo froze on the spot, slowly raised his head, and looked over his head.

　　Under the quiet moonlight, an old man with white hair, a beard under his chin, and patches of clothes all over his body was leaning on a thick branch of an evergreen tree and yawning, as if he had just woken up.

　　"It's midnight, little baby, what are you doing here in the wilderness?"

　　The old man took the big lacquer-red gourd from his waist, put it to his lips, swallowed a mouthful of jade pulp, and asked the boy under the tree with his mouth.

　　"I'm in Yangguo, I've met the old seniors, I'm here to pay homage to the elders who passed away, and now I meet some bad guys who robbed me of my wealth, I would like to thank the seniors for their help."

　　Yang Guo clasped his fists, before he raised his head, he felt his shoulders sink, and a thick hand pressed up.

　　The old man was very familiar, grabbed Yang Guo's shoulder, and asked with a smile: "I helped you, why don't you treat me to a good meal?"

　　Yang Guo readily agreed, and at the same time secretly looked at the old man, after seeing the missing thumb on his right hand, he knew his identity - Northern Beggar Hong Qigong.

　　The two people not far away saw that Yang and Hong didn't care what they wanted, they looked at each other, they both knew that they had encountered a difficult problem, and they wanted to escape.

　　Out of the corner of Yang Guo's eyes, Yang Guo caught a glimpse, he was about to catch up to avoid future troubles, but Hong Qigong grabbed his shoulders.

　　"Boy Yang, look at me."

　　Hong Qigong was jealous of evil, so naturally he would not allow the murderer to leave safely, so he picked up a few stones and threw them vigorously with his internal strength.

　　A shrill piercing sound sounded, followed by two screams echoing in the night sky.

　　Seeing all this, Yang Guo couldn't help yearning for Hong Qigong's skill of throwing stones to kill people.

　　"What are you looking at, boy Yang, hurry up and take out the roast chicken you brought, my old beggar can smell it."

　　Yang Guo was slightly taken aback, opened the package on the side, and took out a few roasted chickens wrapped in greased paper.

　　"If Senior Hong doesn't dislike cold, let's try it."

　　Hong Qigong was never a polite master, so he took it casually, jumped back to the tree, ignored the few corpses on the ground, and drank while tearing the chicken. You know my old name Hua?"

　　Yang Guo pointed to his right thumb.

　　When Hong Qigong saw it, he pinched the chicken leg and laughed loudly.

　　Yang Guo also smiled, looked away, and picked up the bank note on the ground.

　　Later, some silver and a book of martial arts called "Strong Sword Technique" were found from the three of them.

　　When Yang Guo saw the name of this sword technique, he almost couldn't help laughing.

　　Vigorously miracle?

　　After flipping through it casually, Yang Guo put it into the package.

　　Then dragged the bodies of the three of them together and lit a fire.

　　It's not about destroying the corpses, but Yang Guo is afraid that if it rains one day, there will be a plague or something, and then he will be in big trouble.

　　With the burning flame, Yang Guo used his sword to make a tombstone for Mu Nianci.

　　"On the top of the tombstone is neatly engraved: the tomb of the loving mother Mu Nianci. 』

　　Speaking of it, Yang Guo regretted not buying one in Jiaxing.

　　But it's okay to do it by hand.

　　Hong Qigong on the tree kept watching, drinking a few sips of wine from time to time, and his heart became more and more curious about the handsome young man under the tree.

　　As Yang Guo burned the paper money, his memories gradually deepened, and when he thought of Mu Nianci's voice and appearance in the past, his eyes couldn't help getting moist.

　　"Boy Yang, who is buried here?"

　　"My mother."

　　When Yang Guo said this, he walked to Yang Kang's grave and lit the paper money.

　　Hong Qigong saw a light body falling on the ground, and looked at Yang Guo's inscription for a moment, with a surprised expression on his face.

　　He didn't know that Mu Nianci had passed away.

　　"You are the child of that girl Mu Nianci, and your father is..."

　　"My father is Yang Kang, what's the problem? Senior Hong."

　　Seeing Yang Guo's calm and peaceful appearance, Hong Qigong felt that he was thinking too much.

　　"It's okay, it's okay, I see you are carrying a sword, who did you learn swordsmanship from?"

　　"I don't know swordsmanship, and I don't have a master. I carry a sword because it's better than Wang Baquan.

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　　Hong Qigong didn't ask any more questions after listening, he just stopped and looked at Yang Guo who was burning paper money, feeling a little lost.

　　The paper money gradually turned to ashes, Yang Guo felt a little cold from the night wind, and was about to go to the Iron Spear Temple to sleep, but was stopped by Hong Qigong.

　　"Boy Yang, how about I teach you two martial arts moves?"

　　Hong Qigong wanted to make up for the guilt of having taken Mu Nianci as his disciple but ignored him for more than ten years. UU Reading www. uukanshu.com

　　At this time, put this heart of compensation on Yang Guo.

　　Yang Guo stopped walking, and looked at Hong Qigong strangely, "What does Senior Hong want to teach me?"

　　"Your mother knows how to travel freely, and there is also an internal skill, but the old beggar still has something to do, so he can only teach you for three days at most."

　　Yang Guo was slightly taken aback, nodded and said, "Then I would like to thank the old man for teaching the boy."

　　Immediately, Hong Qigong began to demonstrate the Happy Tour.

　　Yang Guo quietly watched him complete the thirty-six strokes neatly, and came to a conclusion - as long as he has hands.

　　"Come on, boy Yang, try it and see you..."

　　Before Hong Qigong finished speaking, Yang Guo had already started to move.

　　Beg alms along the door, reach out to meet people, travel around the world...

　　A total of thirty-six moves, one move was not many, one move was not many, Yang Guo used all of them.

　　Although some moves lacked internal support and seemed specious, they were enough to shock Hong Qigong.

　　Hong Qigong took two deep breaths, thought again, and asked: "Boy Yang, did your mother teach you this martial art?"

　　Yang Guo nodded according to his memory.

　　Seeing this, Hong Qigong smiled reassuringly. He almost wondered if he was not suitable for learning martial arts.

　　Yang Guo just watched it once, and he was able to use thirty-six moves without missing a move, how could this not surprise Hong Qigong.

　　"Since you know how to travel freely, then I will teach you how to use your internal skills, so that you will have the confidence to fight for justice in the world in the future."

　　"Naturally, I'll trouble Old Senior Hong."

　　Hong Qigong nodded and said slowly, "There is no name for this internal energy, just memorize the formula, the bone is born from the essence, and connects with the tendon, the stretching of the tendon will increase the strength, and the heaviest bone will be the marrow. Fullness, the expansion and contraction of the tendons, the flexibility of the bones..."