Chapter 150: Still Need to Practice

"I heard that Weng Tianjie of the Central Plains Eight Righteous was once a great bandit..."

"Those brothers of Weng Tianjie were all upright good men. To avenge Weng Tianjie, they were busy here and there, and only then did they know these things."

"That Tie Chuanjia is truly a man; he is righteous and swallowed this grievance."

Gu Qing sat in a restaurant, heard Jiang Hu people talking about the Central Plains Eight Righteous, and nodded.

Now Tie Chuanjia was being chased by the Central Plains Eight Righteous and was hiding. The Central Plains Eight Righteous couldn't even express their apologies to him. And after the Central Plains Eight Righteous knew the fault was on their side, under the insistence of the female butcher Mother Weng, they still spread this news in Jiang Hu.

Right is right, wrong is wrong.

Tie Chuanjia had already borne too much; the Central Plains Eight Righteous didn't want him to continue bearing it.

"Shark, two kinds of cooked food, kidney, bone soup, roasted breast, stir-fried crab."

Gu Qing sat in the restaurant, ordered several dishes in a row, and prepared to reward himself well.

This restaurant had a big name, the chef was quick-handed, and these good dishes were on the table in a while.

Gu Qing first drank a mouthful of bone soup, then picked up the kidney.

The so-called kidney was first blanched and then stir-fried. Gu Qing took a bite and felt the taste was not bad.

"You have enemies everywhere in Jiang Hu, yet you still dare to eat so calmly?"

As she spoke, a girl braiding her hair sat opposite Gu Qing. Her eyes were like dots of lacquer, her skin was fair, and she looked at Gu Qing, seemingly a bit angry.

This was Sun Xiaohong.

"How did I make enemies?"

Gu Qing asked; he had always been doing good deeds.

"You know it in your heart."

Sun Xiaohong said with a straight face.

Gu Qing had no idea at all. He pushed the stir-fried crab to Sun Xiaohong, signaling her to grab it and eat, and then buried his head to continue eating.

Sun Xiaohong looked at Gu Qing in surprise and said, "You learned the *Lianhua Baojian*, so you should also have the ability to identify poison. Didn't you notice that this food is poisoned?"

Sun Xiaohong came here to warn Gu Qing.

"So this colorless and tasteless poison is good."

Gu Qing drank the bone soup and said, "If it affected the taste of the food, I wouldn't eat it. The crab is not poisoned; you can eat it with peace of mind."

Gu Qing added the merit plucked from the Central Plains Eight Righteous and others, along with some from before, to his liver. The liver could enhance a person's detoxification ability. Combined with Gu Qing's own deep internal energy, he was immune to all poisons, so he ate these poisons as if they were normal.

"Miss, are you friends with the guest at this table?"

The waiter walked up and asked Sun Xiaohong.

"No!"

Sun Xiaohong said, "I am a storyteller."

"Our restaurant does not allow storytellers to come up."

The waiter said with a straight face and drove Sun Xiaohong away.

Gu Qing had eaten in restaurants in ancient times many times and knew that there were many chaotic phenomena in restaurants. Those who accompanied drinking, storytellers, or those who would forcibly collect money or stir up trouble, so some high-end restaurants forbade these people from entering.

However, this waiter today clearly wasn't for this reason.

"She is my friend; it doesn't matter if she sits here."

Gu Qing had enough confidence to protect Sun Xiaohong.

Hearing this, the waiter retreated. The guests in the restaurant had also left unknowingly. Messy footsteps came from outside. When everything was quiet, another single set of footsteps came.

"Thump, thump, thump, thump..."

Heavy footsteps walked up step by step along the stairs.

The person who came up was not a big fat man, but just held a meteor hammer, steady and stable.

"Xiang Song?"

On the second floor of this restaurant, a sound of surprise came.

The one speaking was not Gu Qing, but a man in white like snow. He was indifferent and proud, and at this time said coldly, "You want to make a move on Gu Qing?"

"It's actually Lu Fengxian."

Sun Xiaohong recognized the identity of the man in white.

Lu Fengxian, ranked fifth in Bai Xiaosheng's Weapon Manual, below the Songyang Iron Sword.

"Silver Halberd Marquis?"

Xiang Song, holding the meteor hammer, looked at the man in white.

"The Silver Halberd Marquis is already dead."

Lu Fengxian said indifferently, "Standing before you is Lu Fengxian."

Silver Halberd Marquis was Lu Fengxian's past title, but when he was ranked fifth in the Weapon Manual, Lu Fengxian couldn't stand it, so he abandoned the silver halberd and began to practice another martial art. Now that he had achieved great success, he came out of the mountains, wanting to refresh his ranking in the Weapon Manual.

"We have no conflict with each other."

Xiang Song said. Xiang Song's meteor hammer was ranked nineteenth in the Weapon Manual, so he was recruited by Shangguan Jin Hong and became a helmsman of the Money Gang. Now he brought people here to clean up Gu Qing.

"There is already a conflict."

Lu Fengxian said coldly, "Gu Qing is mine; it's not your turn to fight him." As he spoke, Lu Fengxian looked directly at Gu Qing and said, "I heard you defeated Ximen Rou and Zhuge Gang, and killed many people in the Money Gang along the way. Not only do you have the ability to 'use his own way to treat his own body,' but you also have a peerless skill that restrains all martial arts in the Weapon Manual?"

Gu Qing nodded.

"Then you might as well try my meteor hammer!"

Xiang Song argued.

Gu Qing was already an opponent of the Money Gang, and within the Money Gang, Shangguan Jin Hong hated Gu Qing extremely. Now Gu Qing was poisoned, which for Xiang Song was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. As long as the meteor hammer went down and smashed Gu Qing to death, Xiang Song's status in the Money Gang would soar.

"The nemesis of the Weapon Manual? I checked carefully; it turns out this was said by yourself."

Xiang Song said coldly.

"Shut up!"

As Lu Fengxian spoke, he slashed toward Xiang Song.

In these ten years, Lu Fengxian practiced a hand technique; his thumb, index finger, and middle finger were like steel. He pressed down directly against the meteor hammer. Xiang Song's hammer head had only just been thrown, but Lu Fengxian had already pressed the meteor hammer and smashed it toward Xiang Song.

Xiang Song was indeed quite skilled, but facing the fifth place in the Weapon Manual, the gap in strength was too great.

"Bang!"

Xiang Song's head was shattered, and he died right there.

Many archers were arranged outside. Seeing Xiang Song dead, they were in a mess.

"How are these three fingers of mine?"

Lu Fengxian asked coldly. As he spoke, Lu Fengxian reached out and grabbed the table; his fingers were like cutting tofu, sinking into it.

"Not bad fingers."

Gu Qing said, "But still need to practice."

"Still need to practice?"

Lu Fengxian asked.

Gu Qing flicked his finger, aiming at a large tree near the window. Only a *crack* was heard, and the poplar tree, as thick as a waist, broke into two sections. The canopy above swayed, *crack-crack-crack*, and tilted to the ground.

The secret technique not passed down in Jiang Hu: Finger Knife.

Lu Fengxian looked at the fallen canopy and was silent.

Gu Qing led Sun Xiaohong out. Having suffered this blow, Lu Fengxian could also honestly go home... In the novel, Lu Fengxian was invited by Li Xunhuan to kill Lin Xian'er, but was seduced by Lin Xian'er, eventually his mentality exploded, and he hid in the dust.

Now with Gu Qing advising him to withdraw, it could be considered good for Lu Fengxian.

"I am prepared to go find A'fei. Do you want to follow?"

Gu Qing asked Sun Xiaohong.

"Are you really prepared to save A'fei?"

Sun Xiaohong asked; getting someone out of Lin Xian'er's hands was not easy.

"That's not it."

Gu Qing said, "I just want to help A'fei go to elementary school."

A'fei was a wild child; he hadn't been to elementary school and didn't understand the knowledge inside.

As for whether A'fei could graduate from elementary school, that depended on himself.

As a brother, he could only help him up to here.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 151 =====