I have a relic of heaven

Chapter 10 Accompanying Boxing
late at night.

"The last breath is here."

Under the Ten Thousand People Bridge, a young man stood by the river with an expressionless face, looking sideways and saying:

"Brother Fourteen, what do you think?"

Next to him, another man with animal ears frowned slightly:

"It sank into the river. It seems that the wrong person did it."

He squatted down and lay by the river, but did not dare to go into the river. He just put his head as close to the rushing river as possible, and a faint light seemed to flash in his eyes.

"That Grandmaster also sank into the river."

Fourteenth brother narrated in a low voice, stood up, frowned slightly, walked back and forth along the river with his nose twitching, and finally squatted in front of a dark red mud stained with blood.

He picked up some dirt and put it to his nose to sniff it, then walked to the rest of the blood-stained mud and repeated it several times before he spoke:
"Around noon, there was a bloody smell of nine people here. One is my little sister, one is the Grandmaster, six are from our Fire Hall, and the other is unknown."

After a pause, Brother Fourteen continued:

“Except for that unknown person, the auras of the rest of the people sank into the river of ten thousand people.”

The young man stepped forward, his expression darkening:
"Who could it be? The Tianxiang Pavilion in the east or the White Fox Academy in the west?"

"Neither, it's a person, a human breath."

Fourteenth brother stood up, patted the broken mud in his hands, looked around, walked to the bridge pier, and squatted down again.

He bent down and picked up a handful of dark red powder, sniffed it again, and his expression suddenly changed, his ears stood up! !

"Brother Fourteen, what's going on?"

Fourteenth Brother did not answer, but took a few steps back unconsciously, with a look of shock on his face:
"What a terrifying aura! Only a trace of it remains, but I can smell its vastness and immensity. It's beyond my comprehension!"

The young man's face changed, and his mind raced. He naturally thought of the incident that happened here at noon. My little sister came here alone to chase the half-crippled master.

As a result, the extraordinary person who happened to meet or disturbed the master was crushed to death together with the master, and their bodies sank into the river of ten thousand people!

He was startled:
"But isn't there still some traces of human blood left?"

Fourteenth brother, took a deep breath:
"Maybe he is a relative of that mysterious man."

He raised the handful of dark red powder and said:

"I sensed the aura of that unknown human in it, exactly the same, but this powder could not have come from him, otherwise."

The young man nodded and said:
"Otherwise, he would never bleed."

"Well, go back and report to father. It involves a mysterious strong man, a Qigong practitioner who is suspected to be an immortal!"

The two half-demons rose and fell, stirring up a strong wind, and suddenly disappeared on the spot.

She is much stronger than the woman in red.

………………

early morning.

After grabbing a handful of rice grains to feed the pigs and pigeons, the proprietress stretched her body, revealing her entire figure.

She smiled and said:
"Did you sleep well last night?"

“It’s never been better.”

Zhou Mu told the truth.

For the past two years, he has been sleeping under the bridge. Even with pigs and pigeons keeping watch, he cannot sleep peacefully. He never lets go of his axe or folding knife.
But this time it was different. Although Sister Bai was a woman, it was not easy for her to run an intelligence shop in a dark alley.
He slept peacefully. He hadn't felt so peaceful in a long time.

Unfortunately, I didn't dream last night, so I didn't fall asleep.
"I won't prepare breakfast for you." The proprietress rubbed the pigeon's head, and the pigeon rubbed her fingers affectionately:

"Remember to help your sister collect some information when you go to the martial arts gym. You will be rewarded."

"I understand, Sister Bai."

After chatting with the proprietress for a few more words, Zhou Mu put on his hood and left when he saw that it was almost time. The sun had just risen, and the stalls in the dark alley were deserted. The stall selling people's signs was still standing, and an old man was sitting cross-legged, nodding his head. He was obviously very sleepy.
But when he heard the footsteps, the old man reflexively raised his head:

"Guest, would you like to buy a human card?"

Zhou Mu ignored him and walked away. After passing through the narrow passage, he suddenly felt free.

There were quite a few people on the street, and most of the passers-by avoided the entrance to the dark alley, looking at Zhou Mu with some fear.
Although these ordinary civilians have never been to the Black Alley, they have all heard rumors about it and are extremely afraid of anyone who can walk out of it.

Glancing at the bounty posted on the wall, Zhou Mu habitually covered his hood again, walked quickly with his head down, and stopped at a grocery store.

"Boss, give me some cigarettes. Never mind, just a pack."

The sleepy boss handed over a pack of cigarettes and rubbed his eyes:
"Cheng Hui fifty."

Zhou Mu’s eyelids twitched. How expensive!

With some remorse, he counted out fifty yuan and handed it to the boss, took the box of hand-rolled cigarettes, and continued walking forward. Soon he crossed several streets and approached Taibai Martial Arts School.

"coming?"

The fat agent at the door handed Zhou Mu a hundred yuan while chewing on a dough stick:

"Yesterday's wages are paid. Today is the official start of work. You should pay more attention. In addition."

After a pause, the fat agent smiled and pointed at Zhou Mu's hood:
"You are now considered half a member of Taibai Martial Arts School, so you don't have to be so careful. Just stick the sticker on your chest on weekdays, and the Fire Hall won't make things difficult for you."

He obviously recognized Zhou Mu as the man wanted and rewarded by Nonghuotang.

Zhou Mu took the wages and whispered a thank you. He then took out the pack of cigarettes worth half a hundred yuan from his pocket, handed it forward, and asked:
"May I ask your name?"

"My last name is Chen, you can just call me Fatty Chen."

Fatty Chen took the cigarette box with a smile, opened it and took a look, then his smile became even brighter:
"Well, what about you?"

"My surname is Zhou."

"Well, you're Xiao Zhou, right? I heard that you had some conflicts with No. 7 who was accompanying you yesterday?" Fatty Chen asked cheerfully.

"That's true."

"Oh, then you have to be careful today."

As he spoke, Fatty Chen weighed the cigarette in his hand, thought for a moment, and added:
"Master Yu doesn't need you to accompany the four disciples of the martial arts school. As for the other three disciples, the nine of you will be divided into three groups, with each group serving one disciple."

After a pause, he continued:

"One, five and eight are a group, two, four and six are a group, three, seven and nine are another group. Numbers three and seven came together at the beginning."

Zhou Mu frowned slightly. Number seven was the burly man from yesterday. Should he be in the same group with him?
Let's listen to what Fatty Chen said. Number 3 is still good friends with Number 7.
He thanked Fatty Chen again and pushed the door open to enter the martial arts hall.

The martial arts hall remained the same, with a small lake and pavilion on the left, and a training ground on the right. The eight martial artists were already there.
Seeing Zhou Mu approaching, the strong man No. 7 sneered obviously, but did not come to pick a fight.

Zhou Mu glanced at No. 1 who was sitting there smoking. He could sense the looming sense of danger from him more clearly than yesterday.

But he was not so afraid anymore.

I am sure that I am far inferior to No. 1.

But the woman in red, who was also far superior to him, also died at his hands.

Now, I at least have the ability to hurt the other party, and even have the chance to kill him, although the chance is slim.

Killing the woman in red was mostly a matter of luck.

Without even looking at No. 7 who was sneering, Zhou Mu walked to Wang Shangpin. The latter, who was standing in a natural stance, stopped and said with a smile:

"Xiao Zhou is here? How's your natural stance training going? Don't be discouraged if you don't see any progress. I told you yesterday that I also stood for two months."

"Brother Wang, I can stand up now."

"Oh, it's okay, if you practice more you can stand like this???"

(End of this chapter)