The post of the Juxianzhuang Hero Banquet was signed by three people. Xue Muhua was in the lead, followed by the brothers You Ji and You Ju. According to the original book of Tianlong, the organizer was this genius doctor named Xue Muhua. They hosted the banquet together with the enthusiasm of Dr. Xue. The purpose is to make a name in the arena. It is almost the same as the meaning of Bangziguo’s invitation to China to host the World Cup. Anyway, I don’t have any impression. You don’t know who the eighteenth generation of gray grandson’s dragon sleeves are!
Sister Dongfang and I rushed to Juxianzhuang in a carriage. When we arrived, we were dumbfounded:
This Nima place is really a red flag in Gonggu Lane, with horses, carriages, ox carts, tripods, shared bicycles... Thorns, you can't stop the car-this is the disadvantage of no parking fee. Although it costs less money, it is more troublesome to park the car.
Not only that, but what’s even more cruel is that there are cow dung and horse urine everywhere on the road. The east and the west are similar to a gangbang. When the sun is shining, the stench rushes into the sky. Sister Dongfang panics at a glance: "I can’t get in. Oh, why bother, I can't get my feet down, or let's go back?"
I took a close look at the cow dung and horse urine array in front of me. Although it was difficult, I found a path through which I could go in without getting my feet in the mud. , Let’s settle down next to the dark horse, then jump onto the ox cart, get off the back of the cart, and then..."
Sister Dongfang stood up without finishing talking, and sighed bitterly: "Do you have to go?"
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"You must go!"
"Well, let's leave this to my sister."
As soon as the voice fell, Sister Dongfang suddenly reached out and lifted my trouser belt, and the whirring sound jumped into the air, floating like a crane, hula la passing mid-air, and when she fell, she only used her tiptoes a little ox cart, carriage or even tree branches. The thorn bushes flew up again—I could only hear the wind blowing in my ears, and when I was calm, I had already crossed the mine battle and came to the gate!
I couldn’t help but wow, I was trying to find something like the endless rivers to praise Xia Dongfang’s light work, but suddenly I found that nearly a hundred people in the hall were staring at us silently. The eyes were still a little bit. Obsessed-I immediately couldn't hold it anymore, and whispered to Sister Dongfang: "It's broken, it seems that we are a bit high-profile right now. If you don't pay attention, you will be noticed!"
"We were also forced," Sister Dongfang said helplessly: "Everyone said that good shoes don't step on stinky shit, we can't do it."
"It doesn't seem to mean that..."
I was halfway talking, and suddenly I saw three people coming towards us in the hall. The posture was a bit like the host welcoming the guests of the show. I thought I could not let people say that we were rude, and then prepared to salute— I took my fist up and wanted to say hello. Leng Ding realized that he represented Shaolin, and suddenly put down my fist and replaced it with folded hands. I didn’t wait to understand the phrase, “How is the donor” or “introduction to myself”. The poor monk is from the Shaolin of the East,', someone in the hall has already screamed with a heart-cracking throat:
"Jieyin, this guy is in Jieyin—Qiao Feng, they are Qiao Feng!"
Uh-
Sister Dongfang and I were both stunned-who is paralyzed, the judging skills are about to catch up with the Nanjing judge, this judgment is too surprising!
There was a moment of silence, and there were seven chaotic noises like frying beans in the hall. The light of the sword fluttered and the shadow of the sword was dazzling. In an instant, countless people in the hall drew out their swords and immediately rushed out to surround us both, glaring at the same time. Eyes, if the eyes can kill people, we have been dismembered hundreds of times!
At this critical time, I was in the dark without saying anything... Uh, no, I was wrong. Without saying a word, I hid behind Sister Dongfang, letting her majestic figure face the many unknowns, but ready to pounce on. The masses!
Sister Dongfang was accustomed to big scenes, smiled coldly and didn't move, just to see what they wanted to do.
For these people who eat melons, Sister Dongfang’s actions completely show the attitude of a peerless master when facing many rookies, so his inaction has become synonymous with fearlessness and confidence in the eyes of people here. The whizzing that was soaring in an instant faded... Wrong again, the whistling faded!
Suddenly, the door of the noisy hall quieted silently.
Because everyone heard three words, I stretched out my head and asked three words:
"What are you looking at?"
The group of ambitions are jumping violently, knowing that there are many people on our side and we are only two, we may not be able to resist the crowds, but the two words of Qiao Feng are too early to become famous, the reputation is too big, and there is no one at a time. Dare to come just the front.
In the silence, the throat of the smoked rice-cooked rice murmured again: "What do you look at?"
Hey, this is actually challenging me, the buddy immediately became angry, and he sprang out from behind Dongfang Sister and shouted: "Let's take another look!"
All the heroes reacted at this time, and quickly looked around to show their position-"This is not what I said, I am also looking for someone to say, you can be sure if you want to start a fight!"
But even in this case, the voice in the crowd came out again: "Try and try..."
The group of heroes blasted their nests in a hurry, keeping a distance of two or three feet wide from the people around them, looking vigilantly around, for fear that someone speaking behind them would make them tired, and even more people would just cover their mouths-at this moment, I pointed at someone suddenly and cursed: "You are paralyzed, come out! Don't look, it's you!"
Everyone immediately looked at the person I was referring to, and saw that this grandson was tall and tall, his face turned blue, and the acquaintances lost their voice on the spot and yelled: "Tan Qing, the soul chaser stick, he is Tan Qing, the disciple of Duan Yanqing. !"
The heroes were taken aback, and they all started to spray: "Hey, it turns out that you are the kid who spoiled me..."
Tan Qing's face was even more ugly when I was caught, but she still stood still and distinguished herself: "Yes, I am the soul chaser Tan Qing, but this does not mean that I said those words just now. What evidence do you have— All of you at the side give me a testimony. Did my mouth move just now?"
Someone replied when he was surprised: "No, but I didn't see his mouth move..."
"Nonsense, what kind of mouth do you use for Duan Yanqing's disciple? Your kid uses ventriloquism!" I disdainfully said: "Everyone knows that you are paralyzed and pretend to be?"
"I know how to speak and can't say it's me!" Tan Qing said aggrieved: "You have to be reasonable!"
I bluntly said: "You should put your clothes down and make up again, don't tie your pants belts, and you think you are doing belly dancing when you feel shy—and, look at the cheat sheet in your own hand, how are you lucky? Just write the words on the palm of your hand, and see if you just said the few words?"
Immediately someone grabbed his palm and took a look, and immediately reported a letter of joy: "Yes, it is him, you all wrote on your hand: Left, right, right, up, down, AB pause is to transfer thirty people..."
"You change your hand, this Contra tunes people."
"Oh, it's here—you can say'what are you looking at' in ventral language with three strokes of luck. In turn, luck is'look at you?'..."
"Grab!" someone in the court yelled, and immediately three or five guys rushed out and grabbed Tan Qing. He didn't resist or struggle. He was dejected and put him down, just looking at my eyes. Very vicious: "If you count Qiao Feng as ruthless, you can't even hide this from you."
All the people present, including me, did not speak. After this guy was taken away, one of them took two steps, his face was full of pleated beards, and he wore an alchemist hat on his head. When he came out, he directly arched his hands and said: Xue Muhua, since Clan Leader Qiao is here, we might as well show our true colors, and let us also know who this glorious hero is—"
I saw that he was speaking at Dongfang Sister, and I was puzzled at first, but when I saw his figure, I reacted. Let me go with a taller figure, Qiao Feng is also a rough man, and only the two of them are similar in figure, so No wonder Xue Muhua thinks that she is Qiao Feng-er, if I say that, I am not a Zhu, I don't even know how to say it!
At this time, I didn’t dare to be careless. I could only give a polite remark: “Every donor made a mistake, he is really not Qiao Feng, I am the younger brother of Shaolin’s abbot, and so is the unlucky monk!”
"Master of bad luck?"
I rolled my eyes and said, "Who the hell wants to be unlucky by myself except me?"
Several people in the field immediately yelled: "Oh, I said I looked familiar, but I was afraid that it was Qiao Feng pretending to be afraid to recognize each other. Now I can figure it out-everyone, this is really a master of bad luck from Shaolin monk. We have seen it in Shaolin!"
The group of heroes crashed. The solemn atmosphere just now collapsed. Everyone immediately took their swords and returned their sheaths. More people huffed around and greeted me: "Good luck master, introduce yourself, my name is... "" Master of bad luck, I am..."
In the chaos and noisy, the guy in the alchemist hat just squeezed over and took my hand and said to the people: "Listen to me, everyone, listen to me-the master of bad luck has come all the way to help us. , Can you let the master take a break and take a drink before talking?"
This reminded the group of heroes to realize their impoliteness, and suddenly smiled and let go. Sister Dongfang and I were taken all the way to the hall to find a seat at the top and sit down, and then listened to Xue Muhua, the old boy. : "Master of bad luck, this one next to you is..."
"Eh? This one?" I didn't think about it in advance, so his sudden question got me in the test, and he could only stammer: "Uh, this one... ahem... What does this one say... "
"Don't get me wrong," Xue Muhua immediately explained when he saw me hesitate: "I just think this martial arts is superb. We were not sure about Qiao Feng at first, but after seeing this light work, I felt hopeful, so I wanted to talk to him. Heroes got acquainted and got acquainted, so I asked this question..."
"Don't, you must not count the fight with Qiao Feng on our heads!" I immediately stood up and said loudly to everyone: "I'm actually here to tell everyone that our Master Xuanku has died. I found the culprit, and it has nothing to do with Qiao Feng," I paused, and then said solemnly: "We Shaolin think, since Qiao Feng didn't kill Master Xuanku, would anyone else kill him? —I’m here to talk to you specifically about this matter, and everyone should put it all together and see if there is any misunderstanding on this matter!"
"Ah? No!" The group of heroes was stunned: "Who is the murderer who killed Master Xuanku?"
I solemnly said: "Xidu Ouyang Feng!"
When everyone was panicked and confused, a housekeeper hurried over with his feet full of cow dung, walked to Xue Muhua and whispered a few words, Xue Muhua's face changed, and instantly shouted: "Everyone, there is news from Qiao Feng. NS!"
Suddenly everyone was quiet again, and at the same time the three of them strode in from outside the hall, arching their hands around as they walked, saying loudly: "Everyone, our brothers found the trail of Qiao Feng on the road!"
"He is there?" The hero in the hall called out immediately: "Did you fight with you?" (End of this chapter)