I returned to the Tiger Roar Hall and met the teacher in the hall, briefly explained the process of kicking the hall today.

Wu Yishou couldn't help but burst into tears.

From glory to hardship, after moving to Xingyang Road, every time I recruit new disciples, I held a little hope, but soon all hope turned into disappointment.

As he suffered a lot of blows, he gradually became depressed. He hid in the martial arts hall all day and refused to see anyone. He went outside to accept disciples. Yang Sanshou became Yang, but he ended up receiving Tang Ye.

"Bless our ancestors!"

Wu Yishou decided to open an altar to worship, comforted his father's spirit in heaven, and asked, "Where is your master? Haven't you come back together?"

Tang Ye general Yang Sanshou was taken to have tea by Cao Yuanshan.

Wu Yishou was stunned and thoughtful.

In the evening, Yang Sanshou came back, his steps were a little floating, his face full of smiles, and he seemed to be really happy:

"Senior Brother, let's move back to Feixia Road, just around the corner."

Wu Yishou looked at him: "How much wine have you drunk? You are not suitable for drinking now."

Yang Sanshou shook his hands and said, "It's okay, I just drank three cups."

After a pause, he said, "Cao Yuanshan introduced a place and took me to see it. It's really good. The house in the Third Courtyard is well-placed and spacious, suitable for opening a martial arts school. I thought about it, save more money and buy it directly, so I don't have to be angry with the landlady anymore, and I have my own property."

Wu Yishu stared at him angrily: "Tsk tsk, how much you have drunk, you dare to say you want to buy a house."

The money in the martial arts hall account is enough to spend money on daily life. With Tang Ye and Zhao Wushou's appetite, they have to save money. Such a little property is not enough to buy a toilet in Feixia Road house.

Yang Sanshou touched his head: "Isn't this Ono famous? There will be money. You didn't see the face of Cao Yuanshan. He was so enthusiastic. He patted his chest and said he wanted to help. If he needed money, he would lend it to him..."

Wu Yishou's face darkened: "Three, you are confused. Have you agreed to something else?"

Yang Sanshou was afraid of the senior brother, so he hurriedly said, "No, I haven't discussed those things with you, how dare I agree to others randomly?"

Wu Yishou looked a little bit: "The third brother, Cao Yuanshan is an old man, and he is not a treasure. He is so attentive, it's just that Ono can fight."

Yang Sanshou said: "By the way, senior brother, Cao Yuanshan also revealed some news, saying that Zhang Yuanchong is not in the way of us. During the martial arts school assessment, he will find someone to go on stage and fight with Ono in the wheel battle."

Wu Yishou asked: "What did Cao Yuanshan say in person?"

"That's not, I just missed a little bit of it, which I figured out."

Wu Yishou said: "Don't worry, Ono can beat him. Today, he has already kicked two martial arts schools. Those masters see it. At that time, who ordinary people dare to come on stage? Unless those masters take action personally, haha, they hold their own identity and face. If they go up to make things difficult for a disciple of the Hu Xiao Pavilion, if they say it out, aren't they afraid of losing their share?"

Yang Sanshou smiled and said, "What the eldest brother said is very true."

When it comes time, worship begins.

The Hu Xiao Pavilion is not in a prosperous place, and the plan is full, only five people are only there.

But if this momentum continues, when Tang Ye opens the mountain to recruit disciples, there will naturally be more people.

After dinner, Wu Yishou mentioned the matter of opening up the mountain to Tang Ye.

"Come to the mountains and accept disciples?"

Tang Ye scratched his head: "Master, Master, I haven't thought about it yet. I am still young. If no one is willing to become a disciple when he is starting a mountain, wouldn't it be embarrassing?"

Wu Yishou laughed and said, "Of course I won't be able to make a fuss and open the mountain, but the rules are very particular. You have to do all aspects properly before you can officially open the mountain and hold the ceremony."

He paused and said earnestly: "Ono, you must understand that the situation between me and your master will not last long. Now that you have successfully played the game and made a name for yourself, the position of the game should be passed on to you."

"Master..."

Wu Yishou interrupted: "Listen to me, the martial arts hall is in the martial arts hall, which represents the face of the martial arts hall. I have long been unable to do it. I retreat and be more idle, and maybe I can live two more years."

Yang Sanshou echoed: "Ono, just promise your master. Besides, the secret scroll was originally passed to you. According to the rules left by the master, you are actually already in the hall."

Wu Yishou smiled and said, "It's not that you are here to be a restaurant now. Our Tiger Roar Hall will rise again. This matter cannot be careless. It needs to be planned. It needs to be a grand scene. Please ask more people to witness it at that time. This will be decent and beautiful."

The two made a decision and decided the constitution.

After dinner and washing up, Tang Ye returned to the room. Soon after, the little mute came in with a basin of hot water and helped Tang Ye wash his feet as usual.

Tang Ye has said this several times and refused to let her do it, but the little mute insisted and said that the hot water was added with certain medicinal materials, which were used to wash feet every night, which could help the circulation of qi and blood, relax the muscles and activate the meridians.

The little mute washed very carefully and rubbed his toes one by one. When doing this, a happy smile always rippled on her face.

After washing, I took out the water and poured it into the room, closed the door, and said crisply: "Brother, I'm asleep."

Then he got into the quilt, and the half-long hair exposed was as black as clouds.

It was winter and the weather was cold, but it was too expensive to burn coal. Save this money and give it to Wu Yishou and Yang Sanshou, so their bodies couldn't stand the cold.

But now, it is countless times better than before. In the past, I used to be wandering, often sleeping on the streets, without covering my clothes, as cold as a shiver leaf. Even if there is a thatched hut, there are air leaks everywhere, the quilt is thin, and patches are everywhere...

Eight taboo halls, bright lights.

As one of several major martial arts schools, it has its own scenes. The grandmaster Zhang Zikui has more than ten disciples under his sect, almost every one of them has made a name for themselves. Zhang Yuanchong, who ranks sixth, has poor martial arts skills, but he is good at socializing and can stand alone.

Today, the incident of Tang Ye going to Feixia Road to kick the restaurant has spread, and it is well-known in the streets.

For this, before dinner, Zhang Fazhi, the senior brother of the restaurant, even said a few words to Zhang Yuanchong.

Although he did not say it clearly, Zhang Fazhi's attitude obviously praised Tang Ye's actions, saying that the martial arts world has been silent for too long and has not seen a sharp young man stand up for a long time.

Zhang Yuanchong knew in his heart that it was already difficult to do anything to suppress the Tiger Roar Hall. Not to mention anything else, it would be quite difficult to just find a master to come to the stage.

Since that's the case, it's better to swallow this and give up for the time being.

It wasn't a big grudge.

Zhang Yuan was able to let go and soon thought of another important thing: the establishment of the Japanese Concession was about to be established, which caused the entire city of Shencheng to be turbulent and people's hearts to be unstable. Even the Jingwu Association was also quite impacted. There was a news that the Japanese warriors were about to intervene and wanted to open a martial arts hall in Shencheng.

This is a real big thing.

For this reason, the Jingwu Association had held several meetings, and there were endless arguments. Someone suggested on the spot that when the Japanese martial arts hall opened, someone would come to the door to kick the hall...

Some people also say that harmony is the most important thing, and we must be tolerant of others...

No consensus.

Zhang Yuanchong smelled some unusual meaning, and he vaguely felt that the weather was about to change.
Chapter completed!