Wushuang struggled on the ground for a while, and finally got back to his feet. looked at Huang Fuyi with an angry face, knowing that he was not the opponent of this old coward. If you want to avenge your master, you can't go blatantly, you have to sneak out in the middle of the night while the old coward is asleep.

Wushuang didn't believe that with the Wushuang fist passed on to him by his master, he would not be able to defeat those messy lichs. He made up his mind, and he didn't fight against Huang Fuyi anymore, he walked a few steps to the root of the north wall, sat down, and basked in the sun with his eyes closed. I can't practice boxing anymore today, after a day of boxing practice, I can't walk anymore when I'm tired, and when I go back to the house, I put my head on the pillow, how can I run away to help the master take revenge?

Huang Fuyi was quite puzzled by Wushuang's behavior of getting up and walking to the root of the north wall to sit and bask in the sun, this kid was not stupid by himself, usually Wushuang was not willing to give up no matter how windy or rainy it was, he had to fight Wushuang eight hundred times.

"Don't practice boxing today?" asked Huang Fuyi.

"I don't practice anymore. "Wushuang doesn't have a good airway.

"Why?"

"I don't want to practice. Wushuang couldn't think of a reason to perfectly hide his careful thoughts, and at the same time, he also had a point in his IQ in his heart, knowing that if he lied, one thousand percent would be seen through by Huang Fuyi, so he simply didn't say anything.

"Don't want to avenge your master?"

"Yes. ”

"Then practice hard!" Huang Fuyi thought that Wushuang had just been beaten and was hit.

"No, I don't practice. ”

"Won't you avenge your master?"

"Report!"

"Then practice!"

"Don't practice!"

"You don't even practice the tricks that your master left you?"

"Practice!" As soon as Master was mentioned, Wushuang couldn't refuse.

"Then practice!"

"Practice tomorrow!"

"Practice now!"

"Practice tomorrow!" Wushuang still sticks to the bottom line, he must not practice today, otherwise he will sleep like a dead pig with a pillow at night, and how can he escape.

"Do you have to beat you up again?" Huangfu Yi rolled up his sleeves.

"Beat me and don't practice!" Wushuang hugged his head in advance and curled up in a ball under the wall.

"I really beat you!" Huang Fuyi secretly screamed strange in his heart, just now Wushuang heard the news of Shangguan Yu's death, and he rushed out like crazy to avenge him. He persuaded him to practice kung fu with both soft and hard skills, and only by becoming a master could he have the ability to avenge his master, theoretically speaking, Wushuang should practice harder as if he had been beaten with chicken blood, why don't you practice now. This kid must be holding back a bad heart.

Huang Fuyi wanted to know what conspiracy he could plan with his unparalleled IQ, so he planned it and agreed: "Okay then." Take a day off today and start practicing tomorrow. ”

"Okay!" Wushuang did not doubt him, and agreed, but the smugness on his face that the conspiracy had succeeded could not be concealed.

Huangfu Yi pretended not to see the expression on Wushuang's face, and he nodded: "It's just right, it's time to hold a ceremony for your master." He raised his hand again to look at the sky and said, "There is only half a day left, so let's keep it simple." ”

"Good. Wushuang had no objection at all to the matter of holding a funeral for his master, Huang Fu Yi told him what he did, the two of them were quick with their hands and feet, and soon arranged a simple mourning hall in the small courtyard, and Huangfu Yi asked the carpenter from the same village to play a spirit card, on which Shangguan Yu's name was written.

"Where is my master's corpse?" Wushuang suddenly remembered this question when he kowtowed to the spirit card.

"I was dealt with centrally by the people of the inn. Huang Fuyi replied simply. Just now, when he asked the young Tiewei about the details of the incident, he knew that Shangguan Yu and those who were killed at the same time as him were pretending to be miserable, missing arms and legs, and those who were torn in half by strange forces were all spread on the ground in a mess, difficult to distinguish. And the inn didn't want to spread the misery of these people and cause panic in the night world, so they concentrated on disposing of them, instead of sending the corpses back to their respective hometowns. Huangfu Yi couldn't bear to tell Wushuang about his master's tragic situation, so he simply said it.

"Oh. Wushuang didn't ask too much, and honestly kowtowed a few times. As for the weeping spirit, Wushuang had already cried when he first learned of his master's death, and now he had no desire to shed tears, and his mind was full of thoughts about how to escape tonight, how to find the lich named Wu Heng to avenge his master.

Wushuang and Huangfu Yi tossed this simple funeral until it was dark, and after dinner, they rested.

Although Huang Fu Yi's small courtyard is just a small farmhouse courtyard, it is not a small space, except for the small side room where Shangguan Yu retreated before, the remaining rooms are enough for Huang Fu Yi and Wushuang to be one each.

That night, the first quarter moon moved into the middle of the night sky, and this small courtyard was covered with a faint layer of moonlight, which faintly penetrated into the window and sprinkled on the body of Wushuang, who had not been asleep.

I planned to escape tonight, so Wushuang didn't sleep, I couldn't help but sleep, and I was very energetic. He rolled over and turned to face the window, and he looked at the empty and quiet courtyard, his eyes wide open. After a short pause, he got up lightly, sat on the bed, and pricked up his ears to listen quietly to the movement next door—Huangfu Yi, the old coward, slept very lightly, and the slightest movement could wake him up, which he was very similar to the master. Maybe the masters are like this, even if they are asleep, they can still listen to all directions.

Wushuang maintained a sitting posture motionless, listened for a long time, and did not hear any movement next door, so he tiptoed to get dressed, got out of bed, quietly packed a few of his clothes, and slowly opened the door. He walked out of the door, looked back at the crack in the door that was only opened for one person to enter and exit sideways, and exhaled lightly: It seems that he is lucky today, the wooden door that usually squeaks and squeaks did not make a screeching sound to wake up Huang Fuyi.

Wushuang knew that the master's spirit card was placed in the small side room where he had retreated before his death, and he intended to leave with the master's spirit card, but - he secretly turned his head to look at Huang Fu Yi's room, it was dark, and he couldn't see the situation inside through the window, out of fear of being detected by Huang Fu Yi, he didn't go into the small side room to get the master's spirit card, and he didn't even dare to go in, but in the courtyard, he knelt down in front of the small side room, kowtowed three times, and thought he was saying goodbye.

Then he stood up, patted the dirt on his knees, and turned to walk towards the courtyard door. As long as you leave this courtyard, you will be free, and you will be able to kill those lichs to avenge your master. As soon as he thought of this, Wushuang was excited.

I'm going to hammer them to death punch by punch and make them regret the heinous crime they committed in the first place!" Wushuang thought so impassionedly, his little heart already pounding with excitement.

But—

Wushuang suddenly remembered that there was still a very important thing to do. He touched his hungry stomach, and if he wanted to hammer the lich to avenge his master, he had to make sure that he had enough to eat, and he didn't have the strength to fight when he was hungry.

So, it's best to bring something to eat. He turned his gaze back to the kitchen and walked softly into the kitchen again. By the light of the moon shining through the window into the room, he rummaged through the cabinets in search of food. If you don't want to go hungry along the way, you can bring something to eat. Wushuang forgot to prepare a package containing food, so he simply opened a jacket he had folded, used it as a cloth belt, and turned out the food and put it inside.

"I remember that there were leftovers tonight, why can't I find them. He held three big white steamed buns that had been steamed the day before yesterday in his hands, but he was not very satisfied.

"In that drawer under the flatbread. A calm voice sounded behind him.

"In the drawer below?" Wushuang muttered again suspiciously, following the instructions of the voice behind him, and looked down into the drawer below, "No." ”

"You can feel it when you put your hand in it. The voice behind me came back to me.

"Oh. Wushuang answered, put his hand in, and then retracted it, and really brought a few corners of bread in his hand: "It's really there." He was a little pleased.

"Of course. I don't know if I put it?" the voice behind said.

"Who are you?" Wushuang only reacted at this time, and the voice behind him was so familiar. Suddenly, he was shocked, and his mouth screamed 'Mom', and before he could turn around to look at the person behind him, the bread in his hand had been thrown backwards. Don't care to pay attention to whether the big cake thrown out hit the target, Wushuang stood up in a hurry the moment the big cake was out of his hand, and with a whin, the white crane flashed its wings, and directly jumped over the top of the person's head and jumped out of the door. As a result, halfway through the jump, his ankle was grabbed by the man, and the five fingers like iron pincers grabbed his ankle painfully, pulled it back, and pulled back half of his body that flew out, and fell to the ground with a snap.

"Huangfu old coward?" Wushuang silently scolded Huangfu Yi countless times in his heart this day, and he had already scolded smoothly, and when he was raided, he subconsciously shouted out like this.

"Bastard!" Huang Fuyi scolded: "You want to run?"

"I'm going to avenge Master!"

"How many times have I said it, with your current strength, you can only die!" Huangfu Yi bent down and lifted Wushuang up, his wrinkled old face came to Wushuang's face, and the face that was quiet and kind on weekdays showed a trace of hideousness under the moonlight at this time: "If you want to leave here to avenge your master, it's okay, unless you defeat me, so that I can't stop you anymore." Then you're good to go!"

"Are you stupid for me?" Wushuang was not afraid at all, and yelled at the old face in front of him, "You are so powerful! How could I have beaten you?"

"I'm so powerful that I'm not sure I'll be able to defeat the lich who killed Shangguan Yu. Where do you get the confidence to avenge your master?" Huangfu Yi grabbed Wushuang's neck, pulled him closer to him, and he sent the words into Wushuang's ears word by word: "When you can defeat me, it means that you have the strength to avenge your master." ”

"I'm stupid, I know I'm stupid, and my master has said that I'm easy to be deceived. What if you lie to me?" Wushuang blushed, he didn't know if his decision was right or not, but he didn't dare to blindly trust anyone other than Master.

"You can beat me by then, are you still afraid that I will lie to you?" asked Huang Fuyi rhetorically.

"Okay! I'll trust you once. Wushuang said to Huang Fuyi half in warning: "If I know that you have deceived me in the future, I will beat you!"

"First of all, you have to cultivate to surpass me!" Huang Fu Yi sent Wushuang away and kicked him out of the kitchen into the courtyard. "Go back to bed! Start practicing tomorrow, don't be lazy for a day!"

"You wait!" Wushuang said a cruel sentence and fled into his room to sleep.

Huang Fuyi stood at the door of the kitchen, looked up at the ten thousand stars in the night sky, sighed, turned around and bent down to pick up the flatbread and steamed buns that had fallen on the ground, as well as a few clothes scattered on the ground.