Chapter 281: Wuwei Ding'an Training Dragon Seven
Long Qi had a fever for two days and it finally subsided today. However, Liu Xia went to the city to buy medicine and hasn't come back yet. I don't know what that idiot has been doing.
Banxia was picking vegetables while complaining about Liu Xia in her heart, but when she stood up and looked back, she saw Lingxiang sitting behind her, wondering what she was thinking about.
Since the battle outside Ding'anju, Lingxiang has become different. She has lost her former liveliness and has become extremely depressed, staring blankly and sighing from time to time.
Anyone could see such a big change. Something must have happened during the melee, but no matter what people asked her, she remained silent.
Looking at Lingxiang's sorrowful face, Banxia shook her head and sighed. She picked up the vegetables she had gathered and prepared to cook today's meal. But just then, Long Qi's door suddenly shattered. Before Banxia could react, Long Qi flew out of the room, so frightened that she dropped the vegetables she had just washed.
Just when Banxia was at a loss as to what to do, she saw a white-haired young man walk out of the broken door. He smiled at Long Qi and said, "How rude of you, young man! I only wanted to see your true essence, but you woke up and started fighting with me."
Although Long Qi looked terrifying after flying out, he actually didn't suffer any injuries. He just felt a sharp pain in his butt when he fell to the ground. But even if it hurt, he couldn't show it. He forced himself to stand up and looked angrily at the white-haired boy in front of the door.
Originally, he thought that what he had seen before was just a dream of Qi Chi, an illusion. However, as soon as he opened his eyes, he saw the enlarged face of this person. When he realized what was happening, he immediately became furious and punched him without thinking.
This punch did hit the young man in white in the face, but to Long Qi, it felt like he had hit a ball of cotton, or as if he had fallen into water. Although there was a sense of touch, it was soft and powerless.
This was indeed strange, but before he could react, he flew out.
"The Long family's Red Fist is a pretty good martial art, but it's a pity that you've only learned the basics. It looks like your punches are powerful, but in fact, you don't have any essence to speak of." The white-haired young man smacked his lips after saying this, and sighed what a pity.
This was true. Red Fist was originally a Long family martial art. When Long Qi was a child, he saw his father teaching his brothers and did learn a few moves. However, due to a disaster many years ago, the martial art was lost.
Long Qi knew very well that he could not beat the man in front of him, but after seeing Lingxiang standing beside him, he somehow couldn't suppress the anger in his chest. He kicked his feet and rushed towards the white-haired boy again.
However, this time, Long Qi was not swept away.
Long Qi was about to approach the white-haired young man, but the young man waved his sleeves and released his strength. The tattered grey robe suddenly stretched out and turned into a long belt, which flowed along Long Qi's body. In a moment, it trapped him tightly and finally hung him under the corridor.
This... this is not...
Isn't this pig's trotter button?
Banxia was so stunned that she even forgot to pick up the wild vegetables that fell on the ground.
When I was a child, I saw villagers slaughtering pigs during Chinese New Year using this method. The elders said that pigs are very strong and will not behave well when slaughtered. If you use this method, you can fix the pig in place. The more the pig struggles, the tighter the rope will be, making it much easier to cut the pig.
Unexpectedly, this old man actually knew how to use this kind of country lock, which really shocked Banxia.
Perhaps it was in line with what Banxia was thinking, the white-haired boy actually winked at Banxia, then stretched out his hand and slapped Long Qi hard on the butt.
He had just fallen and was in great pain, and he hadn't recovered yet. Now he was beaten again, and his bones and skin ached. The pain was so severe that Long Qi couldn't help but scream, but before he could finish his scream, his mouth was stuffed with a piece of cloth.
"How can you handle big things when you are so reckless at such a young age? Today, I will teach you a lesson to prevent you from being reckless and making mistakes in the future." The white-haired youth said as he slapped him a few more times.
These palms were really real. Long Qi struggled continuously in pain, but he was locked with the pig's trotter and could not move more and more. There was a cloth stuffed in his mouth, so he could not cry out in pain. The veins on his face were exposed and his face was red and purple.
Perhaps because the noise in the courtyard was too loud, Master Chengxin also came out of the house. Seeing the white-haired young man beating Long Qi, he hurried forward to bow and apologize.
"I wonder how this disciple offended the master to make him so angry?"
The white-haired youth was fighting vigorously, muttering things like "I told you to be reckless, I told you to be disrespectful" as he fought. Seeing Master Chengxin approaching, he simply waved his hand and said, "That's fine, that's fine. This young man is quite interesting, but he's a bit reckless. I'll teach him a lesson, or he'll be accused of not teaching his disciples well in the future."
It was at this time that Xinyi and Hanyang, who had gone out to chop firewood, came back. When they saw the scene in the yard, they were stunned at first, and then their expressions changed when they reacted.
Seeing Long Qi being hung up and beaten, Xinyi's expression changed constantly, not knowing how to face this situation, while Hanyang tried hard to suppress a smile, the blush on his face was comparable to the ripe fruit on the tree.
At this point, Long Qi still didn't know the identity of the white-haired boy. He only saw the two returning and frantically looked towards Xin Yi, his eyes seeking help pitifully. But Xin Yi ignored him. She and Han Yang stepped forward, bowed to the white-haired boy, and called him, "Grandmaster."
Grandmaster?
Long Qi's eyes widened, and he was surprised for a long time before he turned around and looked at the face of the white-haired boy approaching.
Grand Master!
Then… then…
Isn’t that Lingxiang’s grandfather, Patriarch Wuwei?
No wonder Lingxiang threw herself at him. No wonder she remained indifferent even after seeing him being humiliated. So that's how it was! But...
But why does this great master look like a child?
Yes, yes!
Long Qi suddenly remembered that when he was cultivating in Xianyunju, Lingxiang had said that if one's cultivation level improved, one could extend one's lifespan. If one reached the Mahayana realm, one could return to youth as one wished. So...
I've gotten into big trouble!
Facing the approaching Wuwei Patriarch, Long Qi's face was like a burning cloud, changing every now and then.
Seeing him like this, the Wuwei Patriarch probably found it amusing and shook his head and said, "Well, did I teach you a lesson?"
If it weren't for his white hair, he would really be a playful child.
“Puff!”
Seeing this, Lingxiang actually smiled, very gently at first, and then tears welled up in her eyes, but she was still smiling.
"Alas~ Finally you laughed, but this old man is so tired!" The old ancestor Wuwei pounded his waist and held on to the pillar, looking like he had been doing physical work for a long time. "Silly girl, why don't you come and help your grandfather!"
Lingxiang followed his words and went forward to support Wuwei Patriarch, and the two of them walked into the house. After entering the house, Wuwei Patriarch even poked his head out and instructed Banxia:
"Girl, Grandmaster is old and can't eat old vegetable leaves, but remember to pick some tender ones and stir-fry them to go with my wine."
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