I just want to torture you to death, don't force me to beat you to death

Advanced martial arts techniques.

Pill.

Food supplement.

This is the second path Liu Junshan pointed out to Chu Ning.

"There are more than six levels of "Ou Mojin". In fact, there are nine levels of "Ou Mojin". However, after becoming a martial artist, few people practice "Ou Mojin" anymore, because the last three levels of "Ou Mojin" are nurtured by the essence and blood. The effect is relatively weak."

"Emperor Taizu was a cowherd boy at first and had no access to profound martial arts. The common mental method "Niu Mo Jin" was the only mental method that Emperor Taizu had access to. Only then did he practice "Ou Mo Jin" "Jin", relying on his super high martial arts qualifications, Emperor Taizu cultivated "Ou Mo Jin" to the ninth level, directly breaking through to the realm of military commanders, and then transferred to other martial arts mental methods."

"Advanced martial arts skills are in the hands of the royal family and the eight surname families. With your current age and strength, if you join the army and achieve military merit, the court will reward you with advanced martial arts skills."

"My parents are not far away. Although I have lost my parents, my old aunt is still there. I and my old aunt are dependent on each other and I have no plans to join the army."

Just kidding, if you join the army after ten thousand years of life, you would only do it if you are mentally ill.

After knowing that he had inherited a life span of ten thousand years, Chu Ning set a principle for himself.

Don't take risks just for some opportunities. Although you may miss a huge opportunity, you will never suffer a loss or put yourself in danger.

Liu Junshan was not surprised. Since his disciple liked to hide his clumsiness, he would naturally not choose to join the army.

"Other than that, you are taking refuge with a family of the Eight Great Surnames, but this kind of taking refuge means putting your life in the hands of the other party."

"Teacher, this doesn't suit me either."

Chu Ning refused. Working for others was no different from joining the army.

"Since you don't plan to change the martial arts mentality, I will teach you the remaining three levels of "Niu Mo Jin". You are a policeman and a member of the imperial court. It is not a violation for me to teach you the last three levels of Niu Mo Jin. . Pills are not something ordinary martial artists can afford. The cheapest nourishing pill costs ten taels of silver each, and the effect is equivalent to three days of refining your qi and blood."

"Three days and ten taels, then one hundred taels is equivalent to the effect of thirty days of martial arts training. My current monthly protection fee in Xiafeng Town is only one hundred taels. Excluding the expenses, it is not enough for a month. Besides, I am in short supply. It’s just time, there’s no need to spend this money.”

Chu Ning settled the account, and Liu Junshan's next words made him completely give up the idea of ​​buying elixirs.

"Even if you are willing to spend money to buy the Nourishing Pill, the effect of the medicine will weaken after taking hundreds of pills in a row, until it has no effect at all."

Isn’t that resistance?

It means that if you want to take elixirs, you can only take good and expensive ones, and there is little point in taking cheap ones.

"The last dietary supplement is to eat foods that are good for qi and blood. I have a meal recipe here, take a look first."

Liu Junshan handed Chu Ning a cookbook, and Chu Ning opened it and read it for a while. Each recipe in it included not only ingredients but also medicinal materials, and they were marked in detail, which recipe should be used to stimulate different meridians.

This is not only a recipe book, but also a comprehensive list of the effects of medicinal materials.

"Teacher, you still know medical skills."

"A martial artist and a half doctor, over time you will also understand some medical skills." Liu Junshan explained with a smile.

After reading the recipe, Chu Ning knew in his heart that the medicinal materials and ingredients in the recipe given by the teacher were all ones he could afford. At the same time, he also knew from the ink he smelled through his nose that this should be what the teacher wrote specifically for him yesterday. Yes, he was a little moved in his heart.

While being moved, Chu Ning also murmured in her heart that there might be another reason why the teacher wrote a new cookbook for her.

For example, the original cookbook also contained some words written by the teacher on weekdays, such as "I think you and others are just the first to insert labels and sell first". I was embarrassed for a disciple like me to see it, so I wrote a new one.

…

Chu Ning asked Teacher Yu about the functions and characteristics of some medicinal materials in the recipe. When he understood almost everything, Liu Junshan began to teach Chu Ning the last three levels of "Niu Mo Jin" and the method of controlling An Jin.

At noon, someone from the kitchen brought lunch, and Chu Ning dealt with it casually. The master and the apprentice taught and practiced one by one. It was not until dusk fell that Chu Ning left the school and went to a medical clinic.

Chu Ning looked at the medicinal materials in the recipe and discovered an interesting point. This world is very similar to the previous life in China, that is, everything can be eaten.

The non-poisonous ones can be eaten directly, the less poisonous ones can be fried and eaten, and the highly toxic ones can be soaked in wine and eaten.

The non-poisonous ones are called food ingredients, and the poisonous ones are called medicinal materials.

There are several poisonous herbs in this recipe.

He gave the doctor the list of medicinal materials. The doctor looked at the medicinal materials on it and asked, "Guest, do you want to prepare the medicinal materials you want? If done, it will take some time."

Listening to the doctor's words, Chu Ning said: "Okay, how long will it take?"

Medicinal meals are very particular about the amount of medicinal materials, so it saves him trouble to let the medical center prepare them.

"It might take half an hour."

"Okay, I'll pick it up in half an hour."

Chu Ning directly paid the money in advance. Since it took half an hour and it was not far from the theater, Lao Liao must be listening to a play at the theater at this time and asked Lao Liao to have dinner.

Entering the theater, Chu Ning frowned, something was wrong.

He retracted his hands into his cuffs, pinched the thread that sewed the chili powder on, and looked around warily.

Something was wrong because every time he came to the theater in the past, the waiter who was always attentive to him not only avoided looking at him this time, but also failed to greet him.

"Chu...Captain Chu, you are here to listen to the show."

In the end, the waiter came over. The smile on Chu Ning's face showed that he was reluctant. He said in a deep voice: "Old Liao, if you dare to tell me half a lie, you will be sent to the cell."

"No... I don't dare." The waiter's face turned pale with fright, and he quickly said: "Captain Liao was injured by the deputy chief of Feihumen and was later sent to the hospital."

Chu Ning was startled, he didn't expect this to be the case.

"Tell me everything exactly. Don't hide anything."

…

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Walking out of the theater, Chu Ning had a sullen face. He had just come from the medical clinic. Since Lao Liao was not at the medical clinic, he should be at home.

After passing through several streets, Chu Ning soon arrived at Lao Liao's house.

The door was ajar, and Chu Ning heard Old Liao's groan before he entered.

"Old Liao, you are not dead yet. I thought you were dead, and I was just thinking about eating again."

"Go away, you ate too much at the banquet in Xiafeng Town."

Chu Ning came in and looked at Lao Liao lying on the bed and made a joke. Lao Liao rolled his eyes at him.

Compared with the homes of other police officers, Lao Liao's home didn't even have a yard. For Lao Liao, he was a loner, and his home was just for sleeping, and he didn't even go to the theater when he slept at home. many.

"Miss Xiaoxiang." Chu Ning said hello to the woman in costume who was preparing medicine for Lao Liao.

"Mr. Chu." Xiaoxiang also bowed back.

"Xiaoxiang, since Chu Ning is here, you should go back, otherwise you will be gossiped about."

Lao Liao looked at Xiaoxiang, and Xiaoxiang bit her lip: "Okay, then, Uncle Liao, have a good rest. I'll come see you tomorrow, and I'll also ask Mr. Chu to help take care of Uncle Liao."

"Don't worry, as long as I'm here, Lao Liao won't die."

"Go back, no matter how heartless this kid is, he won't let me die."

Chu Ning watched Xiaoxiang leave and said with a smile, "Have you made it clear to me?"

"Well, today I, Lao Liao, can be regarded as a hero saving the beauty. I was afraid that Xiaoxiang would misunderstand me and really wanted to repay the favor with me, an old man, so I told her about me and her mother."

"If you were as handsome as me, Miss Xiaoxiang might be willing to marry you. With your old face, I'm afraid Miss Xiaoxiang would like to repay your kindness by working as a cow and horse in the next life."

Chu Ning sat in front of the medicine jar with a stool. While watching the boiling degree of the medicine in the medicine jar, he asked, "What's going on?"

"Since you came to see me, you should know that I am a hero who saves a beautiful woman and never hits anyone."

"Old Liao, you treat me like a three-year-old child. How can you fight with the deputy sect leader of Feihumen with your tact?"

If it were anyone else, Chu Ning would really believe it. He had been with Lao Liao for a month, and he knew Lao Liao's character very well.

According to what the waiter said, Lao Liao was listening to Miss Xiaoxiang singing in the theater, and it happened that the deputy gatekeeper of Feihumen also came with his men to listen to the opera. The deputy gatekeeper of Feihumen came down to have a glass of wine with Xiaoxiang, and Lao Liao came forward. He tried to stop him, but was beaten by the deputy sect leader of Feihumen.

Old Liao will definitely help Xiaoxiang out, but with his smooth temperament, he will definitely not anger the deputy sect leader of Feihumen. Besides, Old Liao is also a catcher. Although the Feihumen family has great business and does not care about a catcher, But the people do not fight against the officials. This is true everywhere.

No matter how small the official is, he still represents a certain group.

If you dare to beat a policeman today, will you dare to beat the head catcher tomorrow?

The most appropriate outcome of this matter is that Lao Liao smoothes over the situation, and the deputy sect leader of Feihumen also tries to save Lao Liao's face, and the matter is resolved like this.

"I'm an old policeman with no background and no future. If people don't give me face, there's nothing I can do." Lao Liao said helplessly.

Chu Ning smiled, poured the medicine cooked in the medicine jar into a bowl, and handed it to Old Liao: "You, Old Liao, are shameless. The deputy head of Feihu Clan has so many women in his family, but you just fall in love with him." Miss Xiaoxiang?”

"Chun Ning, what do you mean, what's wrong with Xiaoxiang!"

Old Liao was angry and was about to get up and argue with Chu Ning, but Chu Ning held him down: "Drink your medicine. If you don't tell me, I won't ask."

"What are you talking about? It's just like this. Look, besides you, who else comes to see me."

Lao Liao sighed. Chu Ning did not ask any more questions. He watched Lao Liao finish drinking the medicine and pour out the dregs in the medicine jar. When he came back, Lao Liao had already fallen asleep.

When Lao Liao fell into a deep sleep, Chu Ning walked out of the house, closed the door behind her, walked through several streets, and came to a courtyard. She turned over and went in without knocking on the door.

"Spare my life...Chu...Master Chu."

Liu Da, who was sleeping in the bedroom, suddenly felt something. He opened his eyes and saw a figure standing in front of him. At first, he thought it was his enemy coming to the door. He was so frightened that he begged for mercy. Fortunately, he finally saw the person clearly and relaxed. One breath.

"Call your second brother here, I want to ask him something."

"I'm going to shout right away."

Liu Da got out of bed in a hurry. This house was rented by Chu Ning with money from Chu Ning. The three brothers did not live together.

According to Chu Ning's request, the three of them broke into the gangs in Daning County. They were some small gangs at first. After the gang leaders of those small gangs were killed by Chu Ning, they now joined the three major gangs in Daning County.

Liu Da is undercover in the Sanzhu Gang, the second is undercover in Feihumen, and the third is in the Blood Knife Hall. Naturally, three different gangs cannot live together. This is the base where the three brothers meet.

Half an hour later, Liu Da came in with his second brother.

"Master Chu, my second brother is here."

"Jiang Laoer, how much do you know about Zheng Yangjie, the deputy sect leader of Feihu Clan?"

"Master Chu, I...I am just a lowly servant in Feihumen. How can I know about the deputy sect leader?"

"Second brother, think about it carefully. Didn't you say that you were very happy in Feihumen and that you were brothers to many of Feihumen's gang members?"

Liu Da reminded anxiously on the side that this was the first time that Mr. Chu took the initiative to find them, so he must not let the chain slip.

Regarding Mr. Chu, Liu Da is now both afraid and wants to be valued by Mr. Chu. Think about the gangs that the three brothers joined before, how did they disappear?

The gang leaders and deputy gang leaders of these gangs had expressed their intention to go to Xiafeng Town to plant flags. However, after he told Mr. Chu the news, the gang leaders and deputy gang leaders of these gangs disappeared.

It’s terrifying to think about it.

"I remembered, yesterday I went with my eldest brother... not you, but the eldest brother in the gang... to collect protection money. The eldest brother was not very interested, so I tried to talk to him, and then I found out that the eldest brother was scolded by the deputy sect leader. After a while, the deputy sect master was in a bad mood."

Yesterday, I was in a bad mood...

"I asked the deputy sect leader why he was in a bad mood. The eldest brother didn't tell me in detail. He only said that one of the deputy sect leader's sworn brothers was injured. At that time, I asked deliberately, but our gang didn't listen. They said someone was injured, and the eldest brother said that the deputy sect leader’s sworn brother is not from the gang... he is from the patrol room..."

"I...that's all I know. If I ask any more questions, my eldest brother will ignore me."

Chu Ning narrowed his eyes slightly. Yesterday, the patrol officer was injured...

Combining these pieces of information together, the answer is already clear.

Zhang Tao, Zheng Yangjie.

"Old Liao must have guessed it, so he deliberately changed the subject with me there. He didn't tell me because he probably didn't want to involve me."

Chu Ning knew in her heart that Lao Liao was implicated by herself.

Lao Liao made an appointment with Zhang Tao on his behalf, and Zhang Tao resented him, and by the way, Lao Liao also resented him. It was even more likely that he and Lao Liao had teamed up to dig a hole for him.

Zhang Tao and Zheng Yangjie did not dare to take action against themselves, but Lao Liao was a helpless policeman.

The two of them vented their anger on Lao Liao first.

"Jiang Laoer, you did a good job. Think carefully about the places Zheng Yangjie often goes to."

Chu Ning looked at Jiang Laoer with encouraging eyes. He is a narrow-minded person who will retaliate. If he can't be beaten, he will endure it. If he can be beaten, he will never stay overnight.

PS: Four thousand words are given here. I asked the editor. The day before yesterday, the paid follow-up reading was 500. It didn’t come out yesterday. The editor said that passing the test will cost one thousand. Dear Daniel Wu and Bai Fumei, please don’t keep your books. If the follow-up reading reaches 1,000, I will add more. , with a monthly ticket of 100 plus updates, not much else, but a lot of saved manuscripts.