Yellow Springs Inn (Bai Fan) Chapter 36: Guo Banxian

Immediately with both hands on the ground, he jumped up in the posture of a carp.

Glaring at the proud Guo Banxian in front of him, he cursed: "Guo Banxian, I have never had any grudges against you, don't go too far!"

"Just now you knocked me down for no reason, I don't care about it for now, but if you stop it again, don't blame me for being rude to you!"

"You're welcome to me?"

"What can you do?" Guo Banxian looked at the disheveled Qinghong in front of him, with a look of complacency on his face, as if he could already be sure that Qinghong was not his three-stroke enemy at all.

"Okay, then I'll show you, an ignorant fellow, what it means to be rude!"

The angry Qinghong no longer intends to hold back!

On the spot, he clenched his fist and moved forward, that powerful fist hit Guo Banxian's chest fiercely.

When Qinghong was in Fenglin village before, he learned Baojiaquan from the villagers in the village a lot, and after dealing with ghosts and ghosts for many years, he had already practiced his kung fu.

Today, he has almost all the skills of Miao medicine, Chinese medicine, Wu Tai, Gu poison, martial arts, etc., and he can hit more than ninety-nine in any one of the skills!

At this time, when you make a move in a rage, no matter the speed or strength of the punch, it can be said to be extremely threatening.

Guo Banxian didn't take Qinghong seriously at first, and even underestimated Qinghong a little bit. What's more, Guo Banxian also practiced martial arts with his parents since he was a child, and he seldom convinced others in terms of kung fu.

For a long time in the entire Wuyi area, he has hardly encountered an opponent, so over the years, he has become a little conceited.

At this moment, at first glance, Qinghong's boxing technique was so precise, he didn't dare to hit the front lightly on the spot, so he could only swiftly leap to the side, narrowly avoiding Qinghong's blow.

Before he could completely gain a firm foothold, Qinghong had already chased after him like a shadow, punching Guo Banxian in the face with a punch.

Just now, Qinghong used 70% of his strength when he made a move, and he made the move first, so after two or three moves, he has completely gained the upper hand.

After Guo Banxian struggled to dodge a few moves, the center of gravity of one of his feet was finally unstable. Before Qinghong could hit him, he tripped over an old tree root by the forest.

"No more fights, no more fights!"

Guo Banxian, who fell to the ground, sat on the ground in embarrassment, waved his hands repeatedly and said: "Stop, stop, can I admit defeat?"

"Huh."

Qinghong still snorted angrily, but did not take the initiative to attack again.

"I said you really have a knack for it!"

Guo Banxian struggled to get up from the ground, and patted the dust off his body in embarrassment.

"It's more than just a few strokes?"

Qinghong raised the corner of his mouth arrogantly, and said loudly: "Now you won't stop me again?"

"How dare you?"

Guo Banxian smiled wryly and shook his head: "I think the way you punched just now is different from the street fights I usually see in Sanda. It should be an ancient martial art?"

"We don't know each other anymore, how about making friends?"

"Make friends?"

Obviously Qinghong didn't expect this person to change his face so quickly.

You were fighting for life and death one second ago, but you are about to make friends this second!

However, Qinghong didn't dislike this in his heart.

For him at this stage, being able to make some friends in this strange city is also a good thing.

After reading it, he couldn't help but smiled and said: "My name is Zhu Qinghong, what about you?"

"My name is Guo Xiaotian, you can call me Xiaotian, I am twenty years old, how about you?"

"Eighteen." Qinghong replied 1510.

"Tut tut."

Guo Xiaotian couldn't help sighing in amazement: "I didn't expect that you are only eighteen years old, and your kung fu is so good."

"And I just saw your words and deeds, it seems that you also understand the art of yin and yang numerology?"

"Know a thing or two."

Qinghong arched his hands and analyzed: "Xiaotian, you just said that I will have a **** act in the near future, can't it be true?"

"It's true."

Guo Xiaotian's complexion darkened, and he responded in a serious manner: "We people in Wudou Mi Dao never tell lies. Just now, I saw your eyebrows are not drawn, and your seal is often green. You must be in trouble recently, and it may even endanger your life. Health!"

"Are you the descendant of the five buckets of rice?"

Tianhong couldn't help being surprised when he heard this name.

Unexpectedly, in this southern metropolis, he could still meet the descendants of the Five Dou of Rice Dao, which was too unexpected.

As far as Qinghong knew, the Five Dou of Rice Taoism was a folk school of Taoism, and most of them were lay disciples, not real Taoists.

However, they have inherited some of the secret methods of Taoism from generation to generation. It can be said that the five buckets of rice Taoism and the folk Zhengyi are both well-known schools.

"Do you know the five buckets of rice?"

"Then you are also a five bucket of rice?"

"No."

Qinghong shook his head slowly and explained calmly: "I'm of a completely different school from yours, so it's inconvenient for me to tell you right now."

"But don't worry, I'm not a fortune-telling Taoist priest, and I won't go to Guifeng Mountain with you to grab a job."

"What's more..."

Speaking of this, Qinghong changed the subject again, and said proudly: "I recently received a business~IndoMTL.com~ If this business is successful, it will be ten times better than you in front of Guifeng Mountain. Years of life earn more."

"Really?"

Guo Banxian rolled his eyes and murmured, "Qinghong, what good errand do you have, can you take me to do it together?"

"You can rest assured that with my personal ability, Guo Banxian, I will definitely not hold you back."

"This..."

Regarding his proposal, Qinghong was slightly hesitant.

Right now, Li Yaohua can handle this matter by himself, and he doesn't need to find other helpers.

However, judging from Guo Xiaotian's skill and fortune-telling ability just now, this person does have some real kung fu.

What's more, Wu Dou Mi Dao still has some unique insights into the study of Taoism. If he can be absorbed into his camp, it will be much easier to gain a foothold in this city in the future.

After reading, Qing Hong said in a loud voice: "Xiaotian, I just saw that you are very skilled. If there is a need in the future, I will definitely find you."

"Give me your contact information!"

"Don't bother."

Guo Xiaotian grinned and responded: "If you want to find me, you can go directly to Guifeng Mountain."

"I have only been in the Wuyi area for half a year. I am currently living in the Taoist Temple on the mountain, and I usually tell fortunes at the foot of the mountain."

"If you want to find me, you can go directly to Guifeng Mountain, there is absolutely no problem."

"That's OK."

Qinghong nodded in satisfaction, and after exchanging a few pleasantries with the other party, he left Guifeng Mountain and turned back to the villa in the suburbs alone.

Although the group of Guifeng Mountain did not get to see the so-called beautiful scenery, it was an accident to meet such an interesting person as Guo Banxian.