Chapter 10 Hong Shou’s Study

Author: Fen Tiangao

Chapter 10 Hong Shou’s Study

After a while, Han Zhong appeared in Li Xiang's courtyard. He bent down and picked up the soil of the Red Land, his eyes slightly startled: "The bells ringing on the third floor of the Red Land? Who in the village broke through the third floor? Is it Wu Feng?"

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He straightened up, his usual warm smile was no longer there, and his face was gloomy: "It seems that the plan is about to change. If we let these little minions run around again, it might really ruin the good things to come."

"It's just a pity that one chess piece is missing..." Han Zhong groped his chin and thought, "Then which one should I choose as the next chess piece?"

After that, he walked slowly to the door and was about to go in to check on the situation of Li Xiang's house.

Suddenly, a wailing cry came from inside the house.

The sound was so shrill that it felt like the liver and gallbladder were being torn apart, and the pain was heartbreaking.

It turned out that due to the impact of the bell, Li Xiang had a headache and woke up early. However, when he first saw his wife's miserable state, the overwhelming sadness and pain completely overwhelmed Li Xiang's consciousness, and his eyes burst into tears.

Holding his wife's body and crying in grief.

Hearing the cry, Han Zhong frowned, feeling inexplicably irritated in his heart. He raised his palm slightly and approached slowly, about to send Li Xiang to die to avoid future troubles.

Suddenly, his ears twitched slightly, and the irritability and impatience on his face disappeared, replaced by a look of compassion.

Boom!

The door was kicked open, and a group of martial arts disciples and villagers who lived nearby filed in. They scanned the courtyard with wary expressions and were shocked speechless when they saw the barren scene.

Seeing Han Zhong present, Mao Chen and Li Zhi ran to Han Zhong.

"Elder brother, this..."

"Shh..."

Han Zhong looked downcast and pointed inside the room.

The two of them looked over and saw the situation inside, and they both sighed.

"Is this something strange?"

Li Zhi looked at Han Zhongdao with a solemn expression.

"Oh, I'm late." Han Zhong nodded and sighed, with a look of self-blame on his face: "Don't disturb him, just let him have a good cry."

Mao Chen nodded empathetically and comforted: "Senior Brother, you have done a good job. Haven't you solved the mystery? In fact, you have saved Uncle Li Xiang, right?"

Han Zhong was stunned when he heard this, but saw Li Zhi saying suspiciously: "Elder brother, have you broken through to the third level?"

"That's for sure." Mao Chen spoke highly of Han Zhong without hesitation: "Now that the master is gone, who else in the village can break through to the third level and use the move of Zhong Ming Chi Di? You don't have to think about it?"

"So what if we broke through to the third level? It's not like we couldn't prevent the tragedy from happening." Han Zhong didn't care about this and was not at all complacent.

But this sentence was like telling a few people in disguise that the previous movement was indeed caused by him, and it was he who broke through the third level and killed Wei Wei.

This made Mao Chen even more respectful, while Li Zhi rarely showed any signs of laziness.

Soon, the villagers and martial arts disciples who came over also learned about this, and they all praised Han Zhong greatly.

"The master is better than the master. Master Hong has someone to succeed him."

"Haha, I've known for a long time that Mr. Han is extraordinary. Now I see that I'm right. He can actually kill Wei Wei. It's really amazing."

"Brother Han, the safety of the village depends on you!"

They surrounded Han Zhong and flattered him one after another.

Completely forgetting the heartbroken Li Xiang in the room.

Han Zhong showed a wry smile to everyone and accepted the compliments with peace of mind.

On the other side, Chu He, who had no idea, could not sleep, and practiced boxing all night to relieve the boredom in his heart.

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Early morning.

Dark clouds were covering the sky, and it was raining incessantly.

A sudden rain dispersed the smoke-filled sky.

The village was silent and deserted.

Inside the house, the Chu River was like a furnace, steaming mist covered the body, and the hands were scarred.

"A little bit, a little bit worse!"

On the swollen back of the hand, there were five faintly visible blood lines attached to it, like the tendons of a dragon or a snake, exuding a fierce aura.

His eyes were bloodshot and he let out a heavy breath.

With a thought, I summoned the modifier panel.

【Chu River】

[Martial Arts: Golden Bell Cover (Second Level)]

【Energy: 8】

Yesterday, I received five energy points from Liu Ci, and the remaining three points were provided by Phantom. Unfortunately, I was in a hurry last night and did not have time to look for the Earth God sculpture, so I lost two points of income.

Now, with a total energy value of eight points, as long as he gets started with Red Line Fist, he can immediately be pushed to the second level, and his strength will greatly increase.

"I just don't know what the chaos will be like in the next few days?"

Chu He sat on the bed, knowing that the village chief and Han Zhong might be carrying out some mysterious plan, and that the village was becoming more and more dangerous, he had the urge to escape from the village for a moment.

With his current ability to transport Qi and blood, there is no problem in leaving the village.

But where should we go after leaving the village?

"Just in case, we still need to find a map." Chu He pondered for a moment and made up his mind: "There must be a map in Master's room. Let's go look for it when the time comes."

With a plan in mind, he leaned on the bed and took a nap.

It was approaching noon, and Chu He dealt with it casually, eating hastily. As his strength increased, his appetite increased sharply, and now he needed half a bowl to eat enough.

It’s true that he has become a loser.

The sky was dark, it was drizzling, and the path outside the courtyard was already muddy.

Fortunately, Hong Shou's home is not far from the Chu River. There are mostly cobblestone paths. He put on the raincoat hanging on the wall and held the leather-wrapped iron knife.

He caressed the rough handle of the knife, which was the most valuable thing on his body now. From his memory, he learned that this long knife was left by his father during his lifetime. After his death, he kept the iron knife hidden in his heart.

Under the bed.

I came back in a hurry yesterday just for this long knife.

In the past, if the weirdness was not seen and the human heart was not revealed, this sharp weapon was useless. Now, it is time to sharpen the edge.

Da da da…

Through the fine rain curtain, jumping over the unknown depth of puddles, Chuhe just arrived in front of Hong Shou's house, and the next second, he immediately retreated.

He hunched over and hid in a corner, just in time to see Han Zhong walking out of Hong Shou's courtyard gate.

Han Zhong looked around, and Chu He pulled his head back fiercely.

"Why is Han Zhong here? Is he looking for something too?"

Turning around again, I saw that there was no one in front of the courtyard gate.

To be conservative, Chu He waited for another half-quarter of an hour, until the rain became heavier and heavier, soaking through the raincoat. He walked quickly, touching the puddles on the cobblestones with his toes, and crossed the wall as light as a swallow.

The courtyard has bamboo clumps, rockeries, blue stones and flowing water, which is quite elegant and natural.

Chu He crossed the courtyard and entered the corridor. Looking for memories, he turned a corner and stopped in front of an antique door.

This is his final destination, Hong Shou's study.

He raised his hand and pushed the door. With a click, the door opened. Chu He raised his eyebrows slightly and was surprised. It was not locked?

Chu He walked lightly and tiptoed into the study. With just one glance, he knew that someone had been here before him.

The display in the study is simple, with a table, a chair, a few unknown calligraphy and paintings, and two rows of neatly placed bookcases near the interior wall.

It's too neat and doesn't look like Hong Shou's style at all.

However, Chu He didn't want to think about anything else right now. He scanned the rows of bookshelves and finally found what he wanted in the corner.
Chapter completed!