Wang Zi Tengchang and his father followed him to the scene of the accident to analyze the cause of death of the deceased, and after examining Wang Lifa's body several times, he came to three conclusions: "First, my father was ambushed, his internal organs were shattered, and he was obviously injured by a spell. Three, the second word of his name is likely to be an inhalation sound, otherwise his father would have finished it in one breath. ”

"The man may have known about our family, and cast a spell to trap me when he returned. Later, he must have been injured by his father, so the spell failed, and he was not sure if his father was dead, so he would definitely pretend to be a seller to inspect it. Knowing this, the prince sneered: "If I let you go this time, I will take your surname!"

He wiped away his tears, went to inform his father's group of brothers, and worked out a detailed plan with them, and they were fully armed and pretended to go to his house to protect the 'fastest knife in the world'.

Wang Ziteng is the only one who can be trusted, after all, although his father's brother is righteous, his martial arts are not very powerful, and he may not retreat temporarily. So he then went to Uncle Wang to discuss countermeasures and arrange traps.

Wang Ziteng didn't think he was so powerful, now that he thought about it, the collapse of the house might also be the ghost of that person, the kitchen knife didn't work, and he hid a dagger fed with poison.

At noon on the second day, when the sun was shining down, it was bright and upsetting, and by the courtyard wall, there stood a row of yamen who claimed to defend their brother to the death.

Uncle Wang cranked a fan in his hand, lying on a chair and nibbling on chicken legs, while others endured the scorching sun and had a dry mouth, but he hid in the shade of a tree and ate like no one.

He finished eating the chicken legs, wiped the oil on his mouth, and said with a smile: "Brothers, don't be too bitter about yourself, Brother Wang Lifa is preparing chicken legs in the kitchen, let's go get two of them, and eat them while standing, wouldn't it be happy, hehe." ”

At this time, a middle-aged man walked outside the door, with a white cloth wrapped around his head and a pair of wine barrels, he glanced into the courtyard and continued to walk.

After half an hour, he walked back slowly, and when he passed the door, he seemed to be tired, put down his burden and straightened his waist, and while beating his shoulders, he asked casually: "Ladies and gentlemen, the weather is hot, buy a bowl of cold wine to eat." ”

"Good, good, good ......" The crowd was full of joy, picked up the porcelain bowls from the table one by one, and came to the door to taste the wine.

The middle-aged man saw a person shaking a fan in the shade of the tree, looked at the wine barrel and swallowed saliva, and said with a smile: "Don't be polite, come on, come quickly......"

Uncle Wang hesitated for a moment, looked up at the blazing sun, and said, "You should bring it over, I'm too lazy to move around." Just give you more money for wine. ”

"Good, good. The middle-aged man answered, but he refused to go into the yard, scooped a bowl of wine with a scoop, and handed it to a young catcher: "Quickly bring it to that master." ”

"Slow!" Uncle Wang seemed to be smiling, and said in a weird manner: "I'm a person who drinks a lot, give me that bucket, hey, why don't you move?"

The middle-aged man looked at Uncle Wang carefully, and saw that he didn't know martial arts, so he relieved himself, picked up the flat shoulder, and walked to Uncle Wang with a barrel of wine.

Uncle Wang waited for him to approach, and suddenly shouted loudly, "Close the door and beat the dog!"

The crowd quickly threw away the porcelain bowl, moved together on both sides, and quickly closed the door, blocking the door with their bodies, and drew their knives one by one.

The middle-aged man was shocked and feigned anger: "Why is this?"

Uncle Wang bit the chicken thigh, and Ulu Ulu ate it clean. Turning his head and spitting out the bones, without saying much, with a wave of the fan, three iron needles flew out from the bottom of the fan and shot at the middle-aged man in a triangle.

The middle-aged man secretly cheered, lifted the flat pole, sandwiched it under his armpit, swung left and right, knocked off two iron needles, and the remaining one had flown to two feet in front of his abdomen.

The speed of the iron needle was so fast, but he held the middle of the iron needle between his fingers, impartially. It should be noted that if you are fast, you will be caught on the tip of the needle, and if you are slower, you will be clamped on the needle, and if you can't stop castration, you will die.

As the saying goes, the master of the art is bold, and he is usually used to it, so he will not panic on the spot, which shows that this middle-aged man is diligent, and his vision is accurate, and his technique is fast, I am afraid that he has reached the peak of martial arts. Uncle Wang's eyes widened angrily, and he gritted his teeth: "Good thief, you dare to hurt my brother Wang, don't think about leaving today, take your life!" At the beginning of his hand, the pu fan swung left and right, and countless iron needles flew out, and these iron needles were in a group of three, or horizontally, vertically, or in a triangular arrangement, and their momentum was like the wind, and they were all nailed straight to the middle-aged man. Just now, his iron needle was caught by the other party, and it can be said that the enemy is powerful, but it can also be said that he is too vegetable!

The middle-aged man didn't dare to slack off, grabbed the flat shoulder with both hands, danced into a barrier, first guarded against the vital points of the whole body, and said in the air: "Why do you hurt people casually, I'm just a man who sells alcohol, and I don't have any money for you!"

Uncle Wang sneered: "Who wants your money? If you are not a thief, how can you be so cautious? With peerless martial arts (compared to Uncle Wang), but selling wine under the hot sun, who says who doesn't believe it!"

After Uncle Wang said this, he also felt quite reasonable, his anger increased, his wrist shook, his strength changed slightly, and the fan suddenly softened, like a lover's hand, brushing his face, bringing a trace of coolness.

The iron needle flew out as usual, but the trajectory changed, it was originally a straight line, and at this moment it bent to both sides, drawing two arcs in the air, and striking together!

The middle-aged man secretly smacked his tongue, tightened his arms, and put the flat arm half a meter across his chest, but he didn't move. The two iron needles attacked one after the other, but they hit almost at the same time. "Ding, ding, ding" sounded several times, and all of them were nailed to both ends of the flat pole. It was taken from the coffin of the emperor's favorite concubine, and an iron needle was nailed to it, and only a few were pierced. The concubine's coffin was made of the best ferromagnetic tree in the Erotic Sea Demon Beast Forest, and the ferromagnetic tree was named by people in the secular world, because this kind of tree is not only hard, but also has a strong magnetic force!

The middle-aged man sighed, his forehead was already covered with beads of sweat, and the hand holding the flat arm was also soaked.

Uncle Wang snorted coldly, his wrist shook again, and the fan was as soft as a woman's thin waist, moving in every way, and the beauty was infinite. The middle-aged man parried intently, but his hands were trembling slightly.

The fan shook for a long time, but not a single iron needle flew out, which was weird. The middle-aged man was on guard, seeing that the iron needle had not been sent for a long time, and his fighting spirit was worn out little by little, he was anxious and dry, and said angrily: "If there is a fart, let it go, if there is a needle, don't insert your nose and pretend to be an elephant!"

This sentence should be: "Stick an onion in your nose - pretend to be an elephant", the saying is wrong, which shows that this middle-aged Chinese character has been nervous to the limit. Uncle Wang lowered countless black lines on his forehead, thinking, "I'm speechless, I've run out of hidden weapons." ”

The middle-aged man knew that although his strength was superb, most of what he learned was immortal arts, and Xueyunmen stipulated that it was not allowed to use immortal arts at will in the capital, and if the target was ordinary people and people from the government, there would be too many deaths, and it would not be good to alarm Xueyunmen to come forward to kill them. At that moment, he opened his flat shoulder, roared angrily, and bullied himself.

As the saying goes, one blow, then decline, three and exhaustion. Courage and self-confidence are the only magic weapons to play at an extraordinary level, and there is a good saying that you can lose anything, but you can't lose momentum. Uncle Wang has a hard time, his martial arts are low, all rely on this semi-automatic hidden weapon to hurt people, seeing that the hidden weapon is used up, the opponent is approaching, and his heart is suddenly half cold, often when a person's heart is like ashes, his brain is the most sober, so a good plan came to Uncle Wang's heart, this plan is the unprecedented cut off of children and grandchildren, Brother Cao's invention, Zhuge Liang's pirated empty city plan!

Uncle Wang threw away the pu fan, grabbed it in his arms with his right hand, and knew at a glance that he was holding a hidden weapon. This pose is only used as a trick to lure the enemy during jousting competitions, and it is very indecent if used in public. The middle-aged man didn't know that this was a lie to him, this action was very obscene, if it wasn't for a hidden weapon, could it be that he had an itch on his body and wanted to scratch it? He took a breath, penetrated his toes, and stopped his steps, and at this time Uncle Wang's hand had been taken out of his arms, as if he was grabbing something and throwing it at him. The middle-aged man secretly screamed badly, rotated with his left foot, tilted his body, and slid to the right.

Although Uncle Wang's martial arts are low, he still has some foundation, he has an invisible hidden weapon in his hand, retreats sharply, and scolds other catchers at the same time: "Rabbit cubs, grandpa is about to hang up, don't you come up to help?"

Zhongzhu couldn't get used to Uncle Wang's high-ranking face, and at this moment, he just fell into the well, and laughed one by one: "What, Old Man Wang is no good? No, take a thief, Wang Lao alone is enough, hahaha......" Zhongzhu laughed quickly, but didn't come up to help.

The middle-aged man was overjoyed, took a step, leaned forward slightly, and struck out head-on with the flat pole in his hand, scaring Uncle Wang back to the edge of the wall. Uncle Wang bent his knees and squatted slightly, making a gesture to jump on the wall, but how could the middle-aged man give him this opportunity? With a kick of his right foot, he jumped up to a height of two meters, and his right arm slanted downward, and the flat shoulder hit Uncle Wang's head.

Uncle Wang was at this time of life and death, out of nowhere, a divine power came out of nowhere, there was a loud "boom", and the stone slab on the ground was broken by him, but the bottom seemed to be empty, Uncle Wang screamed, and his whole body shrunk.

"Huh?" The middle-aged man was also slightly surprised, stopped beside the stone cave, and leaned over to look down.

A red tasseled spear shook out, piercing the middle-aged man's chest at once, and blood burst out. The middle-aged man screamed miserably, tried his best to insert the flat pole into the hole of Hessensen, and slashed the gun with the palm of his left hand, and the red tassel gun broke immediately.

The middle-aged man was injured, his strength was insufficient, he was just able to fly up the wall, his toes were a little on the wall, and he was about to fly out, and there was a row of archers standing under the willow tree outside the wall. The archer was quick-eyed, and the man who reacted first shouted, "Shoot him!" Almost at the same time, five people bent their bows and shot at the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man jumped on the low wall, it was when the old force had been exhausted and the new force was not born, his heart was abrupt, the direction of the toe force was changed to push forward, and he retreated into the courtyard with his head up, and a few feather arrows passed by him, bringing up the sound of sneering wind, showing the strength of the archer, but it was a pity that the accuracy was poor.

The middle-aged man fell into the courtyard, took a few steps back, and retreated into the shadow of the big locust tree to avoid the sun, which made him feel cooler in his heart.

Uncle Wang didn't know whether it was life or death, the eight catchers guarding the door talked a few words, and the black-faced catchers in the lead were fast-headed, including himself, the six catchers ran quickly, forming a big circle around the middle-aged man, leaving only two catchers to guard the door.

The middle-aged man glanced at the door, and thought in his heart: "The door has been bolted, and it still needs to be guarded, there must be no archers outside, if you want to get out alive, you can only break through the gate." ”

The plan in his heart has been decided, and he pretended to be physically exhausted at the moment, his eyelids slowly drooped, his body was shaky, he covered his chest, and said to himself: "It hurts, it hurts, I can't do it, I can't do it...... I can't do it."

The middle-aged man fell to the ground, still not giving up, supporting himself with his hands, trying to get up, but after seven or eight attempts, it was useless. The last time he used all his strength to support about thirty centimeters, but his hand was weak, and he fell down again, and his head hit the stone slab, clattering.

He snorted a few times, gradually stopped moving, and seemed to faint.

The crowd laughed quickly, and the black-faced man said quickly: "This * raised, who dares to provoke our yamen, is really impatient." ”

The crowd nodded in agreement, and the knife was sheathed in laughter. A bold young catcher quickly walked to the middle-aged man's body, raised his foot, stepped on his head, and grinned: "This dog's head is good for peeing...... Ahh

A blood-stained palm suddenly grabbed the ankle of the young man, the middle-aged man stood up from the ground with a carp, and with a big hand, he took a living person as a weapon, swept around, and everyone had to retreat, and the middle-aged man immediately rushed to the gate with a move.

As the so-called one husband is desperate, ten thousand people can't be opened, and when the crowd sees him bravely, they all cower, not daring to step forward to stop it, just pretending to chase after him. In addition to the two catchers guarding the door, there was only one fat and tall catcher in the direction of the door.

Fat Catcher didn't have time to draw his knife, but he relied on his fat body, and his fist was a little bigger than a casserole, shouting to cheer for himself, and punched the middle-aged man who was rushing over.

The middle-aged man raised his backhand, and the young catcher in his hand hung upside down to meet the big fist of the casserole, and the fat catcher ate too much fat on weekdays, although he had great strength, he was not agile enough, and it was too late to close his fist at this time.

"Boom! Thorn la ......" A big head was smashed with a fist like a watermelon, and the slightest strange sound was like a fart, endlessly.

Fat Catcher was startled, and looked at the headless body of the young catcher in a daze, forgetting for a moment that he was in danger and forgetting to dodge the attack of the middle-aged man.

"Be careful!" several catchers reminded him in unison.

The middle-aged man flew up in ecstasy, kicked the fat catcher down, changed his hand, and threw the young catcher's body to the door. The two catchers guarding the door did not put away their knives, after a period of time, their mental state had reached their peak, and when they saw him throwing a headless corpse, the two looked at each other, nodded fiercely, and shot together. I saw the dazzling light of the knife, and the young catcher immediately turned into three stages!

The middle-aged man took advantage of this gap and broke into the door, took a broken leg flying in the air with his left hand, and slashed at the catcher on the right.

The catcher on the right waved the knife to block, suddenly changed his move halfway, the blade was flattened, and the middle-aged man slashed horizontally, the middle-aged man thought that he was going to cut off the stump leg, so he could kick away the left catcher, and then open the door, you can escape, who expected that this catcher can also change the move, and immediately retracted the left leg that was raised.

The two caught so fast that they were unforgiving, one left and one right, slashing together, and the middle-aged man couldn't attack, so he had to tiptoe a few points and retreated back to the middle of the courtyard.

The crowd shouted quickly, forming an encirclement momentum, surrounding the middle-aged man, the middle-aged man knew the life and death moment, hesitated, leaned over to avoid a fast catcher, turned around and ran to the house. The crowd quickly stopped the pursuit, looked at each other and smiled, and each breathed a sigh of relief.

The middle-aged man also knew that their purpose was to surround him into the house, which showed that the inside of the house was more dangerous than the outside, so he was careful, and every step was extremely light, and at the same time, he looked at the six roads and listened to all directions, for fear of being plotted.

The broken bricks and tiles in the house have been emptied, and a large wooden shed has been temporarily erected to serve as a roof. The hall was empty, there was nothing, only a small door on the right, half-open and half-hidden, and the pale yellow candlelight projected out, which looked mysterious and hazy.

The middle-aged man's immortal method is in the introductory stage, and he must be given a certain amount of time to perform it, so he is not good at using the immortal method, gritted his teeth, walked forward quickly, smashed the wooden door with one palm, stepped in without hesitation, and said loudly: "Don't sneakily pretend to be a ghost, I don't eat this set, if you have any tricks, just use it!"

Of course, these words are to cheer for himself, he shouted while observing the situation in the house, only to see a line of dozens of candles on the two walls of the house, every four candles in the middle of a white sail, on which are written the names of various immortals, against the wall set up a god case, in the center of a tablet, written the deceased father Wang Lifa.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man laughed and said, "It's obviously dead, what kind of bird are you worried about, but it hurts me." Just as he was about to break the tablet and make him feel uncomfortable, so that he could get out of the evil breath in his chest, he suddenly heard a few hissing sounds, and jumped down from the four corners of the roof.

Although there are dozens of candles burning in the room, during the day, the room is not very dark, and the candles are placed in a redundant way to attract the attention of the middle-aged man.

The four of them were all dressed in white, and in the dim candlelight, there were many white sails in the mourning hall, which was indeed difficult to detect. The middle-aged man glanced at it sharply, analyzing which corner of the white-clothed man was weaker, but he heard the metal impact of jingling bells overhead, and when he looked up, he saw a black fishing net full of barbs falling straight down, and those black thorns were at least three inches long.

The house is not high, the speed of the fishing net falling is not slow, the middle-aged man is difficult to fly even if he inserts his wings, only to hear a scream, the fishing net has covered the man, four people in white around the middle-aged man, turning in unison, the fishing net is getting smaller and smaller, a few breaths of effort, rolled him into a big zongzi.

Wang Ziteng crawled out from under the god case, holding a flashing dagger in his hand, moved to the big zongzi, gritted his teeth, and plunged the dagger into the zongzi, and immediately there was a moist liquid flowing down Wang Ziteng's fingers.

Wang Ziteng held the dagger tightly, suddenly let go, slapped the dagger with one palm, and the dagger that had been pierced into two-thirds of the way was immediately stabbed in. Wang Ziteng took two steps back with satisfaction, and a cruel and murderous smile appeared on his face, but the smile was not exaggerated, a bit like a smile.

This second knife has a primitive impulse, when people feel that doing something is very exciting and cool, they can't help but arch forward for a while, the most obvious example is the scene of fighting bayonets in American blockbusters, when the protagonist kills his opponent for the last time and is exhausted, he will habitually stab forward again, which is a human instinct.

The four white-clothed men untied the fishing nets, and the middle-aged man fell to the ground, he already had seventy or eighty small holes in his body, but they were not deep, only Wang Ziteng's knife, piercing his chest and back, and the blood was surging in the man's body, and finally found this gap, and rushed out happily.

Wang Ziteng leaned down, took a dagger to cut open the abdominal cavity of the middle-aged man, reached in and touched it for a while, shook his head in disappointment, and sighed: "A garbage, no Jindan." ”

One of the white-clothed men also shook his head and said, "If he is from the Jindan period, we can't deal with him." ”

The prince couldn't help but shake his head and sighed, very disappointed, and said: "With my father's martial arts, at least the bastard of the Jindan period who can kill him is also a bastard of the Jindan period, I think that person was injured, so he sent a man to investigate." ”

The man in white in the northeast corner asked, "Then should we wait here?"

"We can't wait," said the prince, waving his hand, "Let's go!"

The four white-clothed men looked at each other, and one of them asked, "Do you want to catch another live mouth and inquire?"

The prince clasped his fists and saluted each of the four people, and said: "Thank you uncles for your love for my father, my father has offended a very powerful gang, they will not give up, please look at your nephew's face, don't pursue this matter again, so as not to get into trouble, nephews are here to thank your uncles for their great kindness." As he spoke, he knelt down and kowtowed a few times, and the four people in white looked at me, and I looked at you, and they all sighed.

The man in the northeast corner helped him up and said a few words of comfort, and Wang Ziteng continued: "Without further ado, please leave uncles quickly!"

"Okay, let's go. The man sighed, and glanced at the other three, and the four of them poured out of the house like phantoms, and performed light feats, one by one fluttering over the roof, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Wang Ziteng came to the courtyard, repeated the words of the uncles who had worked hard, and now go quickly, and then clasped his fists and saluted, knelt down and kowtowed, and said something to everyone take care.

The crowd also knew that he lost his father at a young age, and the grief was unknown to others, and he was also sad at the moment, and everyone took turns to comfort him and left in a hurry.

The prince went into the house to pack up the package, changed his clothes, walked out of the door, and was about to slip away quietly, when he heard a groan coming from a stone cave by the courtyard wall, Wang Ziteng hurriedly ran up, crouched down at the entrance of the cave and asked, "Uncle Wang, how are you?"

Two pale palms stretched out, grabbed the edge of the hole, only to hear the cry of "drink", Uncle Wang turned over, sat on the ground, and complained: "Nephew, you set a good trap, I pulled out the silver gun, and only then did I stab the good son, and the bottom of the cave collapsed, and I almost didn't die below." ”

Wang Ziteng laughed: "Didn't you say that martial arts are the third in the world, and you can't use traps at all, why are you spitting bitter water now?"

"Bah! If it weren't for the secret weapon being sent, I would have gone into the dog cave you arranged?" Hmph, what are you kid doing, you kid have helped so much, you don't even invite you to eat, you want to slip away?" Uncle Wang squinted his eyes and despised Wang Ziteng, and said coldly.

"Uncle, go quickly, I've already inquired, this time it's the prince's subordinates who have offended, and the chase is endless, if you don't leave, wait for them to eat you!"

Uncle Wang was anxious and said, "How is that good?"

Wang Ziteng patted the burden in his hand and said with a smile: "Of course, it's the best policy to go, I won't tell you more, I'll slip away first." With that, he left Uncle Wang and walked out of the courtyard.

Uncle Wang shouted from behind: "I'm brain-dead, no, my leg is crippled, help me!"

The prince ran far away, heard the miserable screams in the courtyard, turned around and smiled, and whispered: "Bye-bye......" In the laughter, he slipped away.

Soon after the prince vacated, the person who picked up the middle-aged man came, and he did not go in, and made a series of strange movements in his hands, only to hear a rumbling sound, and the house temporarily repaired by the Wang family became a pile of tofu dregs.

"Spells? Sure enough, those people are cultivators. The prince smiled so happily, "Let's ride a donkey and read the record book—we'll see! ”

Although he kept talking, he did not dare to stop under his feet, and immediately picked the path and walked up a mountain, and hid in the forest for half an hour, and felt that it was almost over, so he came down from the other end. That little flower dog was a fairy dog, with very high mana and a very smart nose, so he caught up with Wang Ziteng at once.

The little flower dog barked twice with joy, and when Wang Ziteng turned around, it kicked on the ground, ran into Wang Ziteng's arms, and stretched out its tongue* on its face.

"Giggles, hehehe, don't make a fuss, don't make a fuss. Wang Ziteng was itched by him, and waved his hand to pat the head of the flower dog. The flower dog didn't know what it meant to pat its head and ask it not to lick, but thought that the owner liked it, so it licked more vigorously.

Wang Ziteng grabbed the neck of the flower dog, told it to stop licking, and asked in a rough voice: "By the way, Xiaohua, what did you do last night, I thought you died in a sloppy corner!"

The little flower dog barked a few times, looking very excited, Wang Ziteng nodded, and said, "So that's the case." ”

In fact, Wang Ziteng didn't understand what it was called, but because he liked it and wanted to make it happy. The flower dog was extremely happy, but he didn't expect that in the vast sea of people, there were people who knew the sound, and he originally thought that people and dogs had different paths, but he didn't expect the owner to understand dog words. I couldn't help but dance with my hands and feet, and suddenly I thought of something, stretched out my front paws to the tail and grabbed a few times to pull out a golden marble, raised my head and barked at the prince, and handed the bead into his hand.

Wang Ziteng took the beads, looked at them, and shook his head: "Even if I can increase my strength, I don't want to eat it, you are really, it is disgusting to hide such a good thing in such a filthy place!"

The flower dog stretched out his tongue and grinned, looking a little embarrassed.

A man and a dog walked together, walked for a long time, and finally arrived at the south gate, although a few of the officers guarding the city knew Wang Ziteng, but seeing his lifeless appearance, thinking of his father's terrible, they couldn't help but say hello, Wang Ziteng suddenly felt that the world was cold, being a man was like being a dog, when he came out with his father before, which of these officers was not a hip-hopping sycophant.

I walked for another hour in a daze, and when I arrived at Nanmen Town, I suddenly felt that my mouth was dry, and I looked up to see that there were buns selling in front of me, and there was a big flag floating in the wind, with the word 'Lao Zhang' written on it. Behind the bun shop stood an honest farmer with a snow-white towel on his right shoulder, and every five seconds he raised his hand to fan away the flies on the side of the steamer, while shouting: "Steamed buns, freshly baked buns, big and sweet tender meat buns." ”