As soon as Long Feiyun turned around, he saw the old drunkard Lei Dongtian's face full of smoke and dust, and his face was black and white, showing that he had just entered the fire that was about to be extinguished, but Long Feiyun's eyes were attracted by the things that the old drunkard Lei Dongtian was holding in his hand......

It was a big bowl with an ordinary blue flower on a white background!

Although the contents of the bowl were smoked beyond recognition by the thick smoke of the fire, Long Feiyun still smelled a special smell, a smell that only belonged to mapo tofu......

Feng Wushuang asked, "Who did Brother Lei do, and how do you know that?"

Long Feiyun asked, "How many people died?"

The old drunkard's thunderous eyes were a little more unbearable: "The goshawk Shangguan is afraid of my fifty-six people, including the servants and maids of the subordinates, none of them are alive, it seems that it should be made by the legendary Zhuge to help mapo tofu!"

Long Feiyun's eyes lit up, and he didn't speak, as if he was thinking about something......

However, Feng Wushuang smiled and said: "Brother Lei, you haven't woken up yet! What Zhuge helped Mapo Tofu make, could it be that Mapo Tofu will still kill people!"

Long Feiyun said: "The old drunkard is right, it does seem to be made by the Zhuge Gang Mapo Tofu, but I don't know why this mysterious Zhuge Gang in Shu came here to kill the goshawk Shangguan and was afraid of me!"

Feng Wushuang didn't expect Long Feiyun to say this, and looked at Long Feiyun puzzled: "Why are you talking nonsense with Brother Lei!"

The old drunkard Lei Dongtian looked at Feng Wushuang and said with a smile: "It seems that Long Feiyun, this bastard, didn't tell you about the Zhuge Gang, did he?"

Feng Wushuang said: "Brother Long didn't tell me about the Zhuge Gang, what kind of gang is the Zhuge Gang, is it related to Zhuge Wolong during the Three Kingdoms?"

Long Feiyun disappeared in a flash at this moment......

The old drunkard Lei Dongtian took a sip of wine and said: "I don't know if this Zhuge Gang has anything to do with Zhuge Wolong in the Three Kingdoms! However, in the past five years, the most mysterious gang on the rivers and lakes is the Zhuge Gang, and if you make a ruthless move, it will be a tragedy, and the people who died are all martial arts heroes, and the most important thing is that these people have money!"

Feng Wushuang asked puzzledly, "Since the Zhuge Gang is so mysterious, why does Brother Lei think that this matter was done by the Zhuge Gang?"

The old drunkard thundered the sky and said: "Just because after every tragedy, you will find a side dish unique to Shu at the scene, such as husband and wife lung slices or mapo tofu, and the one that appears more often is the bowl of mapo tofu in my hand!" After speaking, he raised his hand and let Feng Wushuang look at the bowl of mapo tofu in his hand, which had been unrecognizable!

Long Feiyun didn't know when he returned to the old drunkard Lei Dongtian and said: "When the fire broke out here, someone saw a carriage speeding away, it was heading west, it seems that we are going to rush overnight, maybe there is still a chance to catch up with the murderer!"

The old drunkard Lei Dongtian took a sip of wine and said, "Long Feiyun, you bastard, don't you still think that you don't have enough trouble, and you still want to make trouble for yourself!"

Long Feiyun's eyes lit up and he smiled slightly: "Yes, I do have a lot of troubles, but I know that if I do something wrong, I must pay the price, this is just right!"

Feng Wushuang blinked and said: "Brother Lei, why do we have to go west, it's better to listen to Brother Long, even if you can't catch up with the murderer, you can rush to Shuzhong in a day!"

The old drunkard got into his and Long Feiyun's carriage in a huff, and Long Feiyun also followed closely behind and got into the carriage!

The night breeze was cool, and the carriage galloped......

Long Feiyun looked at the old drunkard with a smile and said, "Okay, old drunkard, don't pretend, do you think Shuang'er can't see that you also want to catch up with the murderer?"

The old drunkard was stunned for a moment and said, "What? I was seen by Shuang'er, but why didn't I feel it?"

Long Feiyun's eyes lit up and he smiled slightly: "Since you appeared with that unrecognizable mapo tofu, your eyes have already betrayed you, Shuang'er is just kind, but she is not stupid!"

The old drunkard slapped his forehead and said, "What should I do then?" I'll go and apologize to Shuang'er now!"

Long Feiyun waved his hand and said, "Then there is no need! How could Shuang'er be angry with you, otherwise he wouldn't have said the following words!

The old drunkard Lei Dongtian took a sip of wine and squinted his eyes and said: "This question is simple, why don't you personally ask the Heavenly Maiden Scattered Flowers Tang Scattered Flowers Tang Girl!"

Long Feiyun knew that the old drunkard Lei Dongtian was going to quarrel with him again, so he simply stopped paying attention to the old drunkard Lei Dongtian, but he couldn't help but have one mystery after another in his heart......

First of all, the Celestial Maiden Scattered Flower Tang Sanhua didn't seem to be like a hand that was made out of jealousy, even if there was a maximum of five or five; second, how did the Heavenly Maiden Scattered Flower Tang Sanhua know that the Zhuge Gang would do something to the goshawk Shangguan fearful of me? Third, what was the purpose of the Celestial Maiden Scattered Flower Tang Sanhua notifying herself?

All of this seems to be like a mountain in the night in the distance, hazy and incomprehensible......

The old drunkard Lei Dongtian suddenly laughed and said, "Long Feiyun, guess what I came up with?"

Long Feiyun said, "What did you think of?"

The old drunkard smiled evilly and said: "I thought that Shuang'er is so smart, you kid will suffer in the future, you say I'm not happy!"

Long Feiyun was angry and funny, he thought that the old drunkard Lei Dongtian had thought of some clues, but he didn't expect to make fun of himself, so he simply closed his eyes and stopped paying attention to the old drunkard Lei Dongtian......

In the early morning, the birds sing happily in the morning sun, and the fresh air seems to exude the smell of spring everywhere, which makes people unconsciously intoxicated in this beautiful morning light......

The carriage galloped, the old drunkard Lei Dongtian stretched his waist, rubbed his eyes, and found that Long Feiyun was not in the carriage......

Feng Wushuang had already woken up, and Long Feiyun should have come to see him at this time, why hadn't Long Feiyun come at this time?

Feng Wushuang's beautiful eyes just stared out the window, but he was looking forward to the appearance of that familiar person, in front of the phoenix wings and the tip of the wind, Feng Wushuang was embarrassed to say it, after all, Feng Wushuang is a girl, and girls are thin-skinned......

Hibiscus Town!

It's not far away to Furong Town, and the old drunkard Lei Dongtian can't help but think of the past, and I don't know what year I went to Furong Town in August and September!

At that time, it was the most gorgeous time for the hibiscus to bloom, and the old drunkard vaguely remembered that the white pale pink flowers in the early morning became bright red in the afternoon......

At that time, the old drunkard Lei Dongtian was just a teenager who had just stepped into the rivers and lakes, his eyes were clear and full of passion, and he always seemed to have endless energy, as if there was nothing in the world that could not be done......

At that time, the old drunkard Lei Dongtian was at most a little drunkard, and drinking was just a reunion, where was the vicissitudes of life like now, and his heart was full of stories......

Now a sip of wine may be the best memory of the past years, and it is also to drive away the loneliness in my heart......

Hibiscus Town!

Town North!

A huge courtyard, the vermilion lacquer gate has long been mottled and dilapidated due to the erosion of time, but the two stone lions on the left and right at the door are still majestic, as if telling the glory of the past......

In the early morning, Furong Town has long been bustling with all kinds of vendors, but the yard is quiet and lifeless, as if no one has lived in it for a long time, even the grass in front of the door grows taller than elsewhere, and there is not even a single weed in the yard!

The people of Furong Town seem to have long been accustomed to it, but no one dares to enter this courtyard at will!

Because of one person!

It is the owner of this courtyard, the old people of Furong Town vaguely remember that thirty years ago, this courtyard was so lively, there were some high-rollers in and out, every night was late, and the noise of drinking in the courtyard could be heard......

I don't know when the noisy courtyard suddenly returned to calm, and there were fewer and fewer high-rollers in this courtyard......

The owner of the courtyard was originally a famous big man in the rivers and lakes, thirty years ago, no one knew about the rivers and lakes, even the eighteen disciples under him were all people who would tremble when they stomped their feet......

For 30 years, this courtyard has been quiet and there are no people, but you can still see the smoke rising slowly every day, and the three meals a day have never stopped, but you can rarely see people in the courtyard......

There were a few splashes in the town, sneaking into the yard, but the next day they were found fainting at the gate of the yard, although they were not injured, but when someone asked them what they saw in the yard, everyone was like a ghost, and refused to say a word, this yard became more and more mysterious......

The mysterious owner of the courtyard seems to have only the past story left, and slowly the people of Furong Town are accustomed to it......

Is the knife good?

Is the gun good?

Is the sword used well?

Is the halberd used well?

Is the axe good?

Is it used well?

Is the hook good?;

Is the fork good?

Is the whip used well?

Is it used well?

Do hammers work well?

Is it good to catch?

Is boring good?

Is the stick good?

Is lance used well?

Does the stick work well?

Is abduction used well?

Is the Meteor Hammer a good one?

These eighteen kinds of weapons are nine long and nine short, some are hard and some are soft, some are hooked, some are thorny, some are pointed, some are bright, some are dark, but they are all sharp weapons for killing, and ordinary people can make a name for themselves in the rivers and lakes if they practice well!

And the master of the courtyard has practiced eighteen kinds of weapons so well that the rivers and lakes have long forgotten his real name, and they all call him Tianji Han Eighteen, as for who is his master?

No one knows, maybe he already has eighteen masters, and he doesn't know!