Chapter 33 Horn

The incident of the wealthy businessman Li's family being robbed caused a big stir, and the villagers of Lijia Village spread the news everywhere. Several nearby villages heard about the incident and even began to investigate the outsiders or strangers who had been in the village in the past few days.

In this era of underdeveloped transportation, people have to rely on their feet to travel. It is difficult for a village to investigate a case. It is not difficult either. The difficulty is that there is no evidence if the crime is committed by an acquaintance. The ease is that if an outsider comes to the village to commit a crime, the probability of being caught is also very high. Unless you leave at night and do not hang around in nearby villages.

After all, there are hundreds of households in a village, and they are all related and familiar. If you ask if there are any outsiders who have been here, you can find out 100%. A little further away is the next village, and some families in the village are also relatives, so you can find out something by asking a little. So even if you don't have close contacts on weekdays, the efficiency of asking for information is not low.

Besides, the Li family was a well-known charity business in Lijia Village, and they had helped many poor families in the village. When they heard that the Li family had been robbed, they went around asking around. When they found out that none of the neighbors were thieves, they asked more about the visitors from other places.

So a certain courtyard in the village was questioned three or four times, and each time a woman in green was asked to speak.

Li Daoxuan did not tell anyone else the details of the two men. After all, the strong man that night was definitely not an ordinary person. If he hurt the kind villagers, he would feel guilty.

The other party was not after money, otherwise the strong man would not have left in such a hurry. He must have been after something in the Li family, and he needed to do it without anyone noticing. Now that such a big commotion had occurred, he would not dare to act rashly for a while.

In this way, Li Daoxuan's life returned to the days of practicing boxing, calligraphy and painting talismans. He told Uncle Jiu about this in the illusion. Uncle Jiu said that the man was probably a person who specialized in external skills. His body was trained to be golden and iron, and it was difficult to be injured by ordinary swords and guns. Li Daoxuan did not conflict with him, which was a wise move.

"A warrior may not be strong, but he must be wise and resourceful." Uncle Jiu smiled as he wrote on the table. "You have only practiced martial arts for a few months, but you have already made some achievements. When you have successfully established your foundation and cultivated both your inner and outer abilities, you will be able to deal with even such a warrior. If you add talismans and Taoist magic, even if the opponent has innate external skills and unified internal energy, he will definitely not be your opponent. So don't underestimate yourself and hurt your spirit."

Listening to Uncle Jiu's consolation, Li Daoxuan squatted and tilted his head and said, "Uncle Jiu, I don't feel frustrated either. I just feel that the strong man's body is too tall and a bit oppressive. I always feel that he is two heads taller than Uncle Jiu, probably two meters tall!"

"A person with extraordinary talent will naturally grow so tall if he practices external skills since childhood." Uncle Jiu couldn't help but laugh when he heard this. He put down the brush and shook the rice paper in his hand. He smiled with satisfaction at his handwriting. Then he walked to Li Daoxuan, took out the ruler and patted Li Daoxuan's legs, signaling him to correct his posture. "Do you know what the body shape of the King of Chu Xiang Yu was like back then?"

"What's your body shape?" Li Daoxuan asked again.

"Xiang Yu is eight feet and two inches tall. He has double pupils in his eyes and a face like a tiger. He is as strong as a mountain and as brave as the world. What a brave and powerful man he must be." Uncle Jiu sighed and praised Xiang Yu.

He was eight feet and two centimeters tall, which was about 1.9 meters. Even in later times, 1.9 meters was considered tall. For a martial artist who had practiced external skills since childhood, this height was indeed unusual.

"Though martial artists are highly skilled, they cannot be generalized. If one only practices external skills, he is no more than a reckless man. Even if he can be blessed with the power of an arhat and become indestructible, he can only be successful for a short time. You must remember not to give up internal cultivation for the sake of a short-term pleasure. Only by practicing both internal and external skills can one achieve success." Instructing Li Daoxuan on how to do various correct postures, Uncle Jiu also advised him not to go astray. Li Daoxuan naturally knew these principles, and now that he had opened his third eye and achieved inner alchemy, it was absolutely impossible for him to practice external skills just to become a strong man.

He couldn't bear that kind of hardship, so he might as well lie down and practice some exercises and meditate.

After the horse stance was finished, Uncle Jiu fought with Li Daoxuan again. He reproduced the moves of the female thief that Li Daoxuan had mentioned, and kicked Li Daoxuan easily, making him scream.

Uncle Jiu stopped only after Li Daoxuan was unwilling to get up from the ground. He also said meaningfully: "The moves of the female thief you mentioned do have some flavor of Bagua Shu."

"Baguashu?" Li Daoxuan heard a new word.

"You should know the Romance of the Three Kingdoms." "I know that."

"It is known that the Wolong is usually best at the art of Qimen Dunjia. But if you savor it carefully, you will find that Mr. Zhuge is actually good at the Bagua art. Whether it is the Bagua formation or borrowing the east wind, they are all from this gentleman. If he had not entered the world to assist the Emperor Lie, he might have become a Taoist immortal." Uncle Jiu sighed, feeling sorry for Zhuge Wolong's untimely death. After all, the passing of such a Taoist is a great loss to the Taoist sect.

"The female thief you met may have some relationship with Zhuge Wulong. I think she is not an ordinary person. As for why they came to the Li family to steal, I don't know."

Uncle Jiu shook his head regretfully. Like Li Daoxuan, he couldn't understand why these two people would become thieves.

In the end, after all that talk, we can only conclude that maybe these two people like it this way.

"Why don't you go ask your father if there are any mysterious magic tools in the house."

Li Daoxuan listened to Uncle Jiu's last words and came out of the illusion. It was already bright outside, and a few days had passed since the New Year.

When Mr. Li came back, it was already time for dinner in the afternoon.

The first thing Mr. Li did when he came back was to look Li Daoxuan up and down, and asked him with tears in his eyes if he was injured.

"Dad, I'm fine." Li Daoxuan was so amused by his father's meticulous care that he didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Finally, he performed a set of boxing and somersaulted a few times to show that he was intact. Only then did Master Li feel relieved and began to deal with the affairs of the Li family.

He first reprimanded the family servants, scolding them for not keeping watch properly. Then he asked the martial artist and learned that he was also knocked unconscious. Master Li did not say anything, because he knew the martial artist's ability. It was difficult for three or four ordinary men to get close to him. He was knocked unconscious without knowing it. The thief was indeed very capable.

The martial artist clasped his fists in shame to Master Li, saying that he had no face to stay in the Li family. Master Li tried to persuade the martial artist again and again, but he could not keep him. He could only give him some more money so that he could have a good life after returning home.

"It's our destiny to meet each other." Mr. Li sighed.

"Master, it is my failure to learn martial arts and my shame. That is why the young master fought against the thief, which damaged the honor of the master." The martial artist sighed. He thought for a moment, and took out a prepared letter from his bosom and handed it to Master Li. "Although I am leaving, the master still needs someone by his side. I know a man with outstanding martial arts skills, who is the head of Yanqing Fist. He has few rivals in the martial arts world and is a man who values ​​friendship and loyalty. I have a handwritten letter here, and the master can take it to invite this man. This man is called Huo Endi, and he now lives in Tianjin. If you can invite him, the master can rest assured of his safety."

Master Li took the letter and thanked the master repeatedly, then asked his servant to drive the martial artist back.

Li Daoxuan listened to the martial arts master's words and felt that the name of Huo Endi sounded familiar. However, he couldn't remember where he had seen or heard it, and finally didn't think much about it.

Perhaps Li Daoxuan didn't know that although the name Huo Endi was unfamiliar, he had a son who would be very famous in the future. He knew the son's name, Huo Yuanjia.

(End of this chapter)