After the dull sound of the fishing drum came out, Changchun Street, which had been noisy and lively all day long, instantly became silent, and people all focused their eyes on the old man who was riding a white donkey behind Huang Man'er and slapping the bamboo board with his left hand and the fishing drum with his right hand.

Lao Suo beat the bamboo board while beating the fishing drum, and muttered in his mouth, "Hongmeng's initial judgment is divided into yin and yang, Jun life is merciful and compassionate, and the three talents ......of heaven, earth and man are divided into three talents, and the ancestor descends to Luantang to say clearly."

Yang Huaiping couldn't help but look outside the medicine garden when he heard the dull sound of fishing drums, and happened to see Huang Man'er who walked towards the medicine shop he opened with a high-spirited appearance, and Zhang Guolao, who was riding a donkey behind him.

At this time, Huang Man'er walked to the door of the pharmacy opened by Yang Huaiping in three steps and two steps, he pointed to the inside and Yang Huaiping said to Lao Suo: "Uncle is the one he beat me, you want to get justice for me!"

Lao Suo glanced at Yang Huaiping, who looked like a humble gentleman and had a gentle and elegant face, he stopped beating the bamboo board, beating the fishing drum, and stopped talking about those mysterious things in his mouth, he opened his mouth and shouted to Yang Huaiping: "Shopkeeper, you come out, I have something to talk to you about!"

Jiang Ruoke saw that Zhang Guolao, who was riding a white donkey upside down, suddenly changed, she couldn't help but pull the corner of Yang Huaiping's clothes, and muttered in a low voice, "I heard that Zhang Guolao is very protective, you be careful!"

Yang Huaiping smiled indifferently at Jiang Ruoke, and then walked straight towards Zhang Guolao, he said in a calm tone: "Old Immortal Zhang, I don't need to say what is right and wrong, just say what you want to do!"

Zhang Guolao stroked the white beard on his chin, and said with an indifferent smile: "Little brother is really a person who understands, since the little brother is so happy, then let's have a fight, no matter whether you win or lose, I can write off the fact that you injured my nephew!"

Yang Huaiping frowned, and after pondering for a moment, he slowly spoke: "It's okay to learn from each other, but the rules have to be set by me, Zhang Lao is a fairy, I don't think you will bully me as a mortal!"

Zhang Guolao stared at Yang Huaiping and said, "Say it!"

"I'll try music with Zhang Lao, if Zhang Lao wins or loses, I can let your nephew beat me once, promise not to fight back, but if I win by luck, you have to ask your nephew to apologize to my wife, what do you say!" Yang Huaiping said unhurriedly.

Zhang Guolao said in a deep voice: "What kind of test method, you can be specific, let me listen to it!"

Yang Huaiping looked at the silent people around him, and said in a flat tone: "Let's compare who can use music to move the people around them to cry, and can't use spells, what do you think!"

Zhang Guolao thought for a moment, he coughed and said, "Young man, come first, I'll let you!"

Yang Huaiping pursed his lips and said, "I don't have a musical instrument on hand, I have to prepare, let's come first!"

Zhang Guolao did not hesitate, he beat the bamboo board while beating the fishing drum, and sang a song "The Song of the Thatched House Broken by the Autumn Wind" in a hoarse voice.

"The high wind roared in August and autumn, rolling up the triple thatch on my house. Mao flies across the river and sprinkles the suburbs of the river, the high one hangs on the long forest tops, and the lower one floats to the sinking pond ......"

In Zhang Guolao's passionate performance, the surrounding people were all sad, and some depressed scholars heard this song, and couldn't help but feel sad and teary-eyed.

After a long time, Zhang Guolao's touching song of the thatched hut broken by the autumn wind finally finished singing, and on the street, there couldn't help but hear the sound of trivial sobs.

At the end of the song, Zhang Guolao's eyes flashed with a hint of imperceptible pride, and he said to Yang Huaiping in a deep voice: "Little brother, do you still want to compare with me?"

Yang Huaiping said indifferently: "Of course I have to compare, I haven't played yet, how can Zhang Lao conclude that I will definitely lose!"

After that, Yang Huaiping put a large porcelain bowl that Jiang Ruoke brought him on the ground, and he lay on the ground on his side and gave Jiang Ruoke a look.

At this time, Jiang Ruoke handed over a chopstick, and Yang Huaiping took the chopsticks and sang while beating the big porcelain bowl.

"The villain's family lives on Changchun Street, and the family has a house and a field, and life is boundless. Who knows that Mr. Tongxuan, he was arrogant and ruthless, took his nephew to raid my house, deceived my wife and children to bully my field, and threatened to demolish my house, cut off my legs, and forced me to beg in front of the street......"

Accompanied by Yang Huaiping's sad and miserable singing, as well as the rhythm of hitting the dishes and chopsticks, the surrounding people suddenly mourned, sad and couldn't cry.

At this time, when a skinny and gloomy yellow dog passed by Yang Huaiping, it heard Yang Huaiping's singing and seemed to remember that it hadn't eaten even half a bone for several days.

The big yellow dog was sad from the heart, and suddenly its eyes fell to the ground with black eyes, its limbs quickly pulled out a few times, its mouth foamed at the mouth, and the faint soul returned to dust.

At this time, Zhang Guolao's face was pale by Yang Huaiping's malicious arrangement, his fists were clenched, his knuckles were pale, and his eyes were about to erupt with fire, if it weren't for the fact that there were so many onlookers around, he would have rushed forward and beat Yang Huaiping violently.

After coming over for a long time, Yang Huaiping stopped beating and singing, he glanced at the miserable and miserable people around him, crying together, and said to Zhang Guolao: "Zhang Lao, who loses and who wins, look at this scene is obvious, please abide by the agreement and let your nephew apologize to my wife!"

Zhang Guolao's brows furrowed deeply, he gritted his teeth and said to Huang Man'er on the side: "Huang Man'er, why don't you apologize to this little brother's wife quickly!"

Huang Man'er's face instantly drooped, and he looked at Zhang Guolao with his lips spurt: "Uncle, you just beat this kid directly, what do you have to say to him, you are here to help me get angry, why do you still make me apologize!"

Zhang Guolao saw that Huang Man'er was so blind, he couldn't help but twitch Huang Man'er's back with the fishing drum in his hand, and said sternly: "Go quickly, didn't you see that your uncle and I lost the gambling and fighting!"

After being beaten, Huang Man'er came to his senses, he squirmed and walked to Jiang Ruoke, apologized to her reluctantly, and then ran out of Changchun Street without knowing his head.

Zhang Guolao glanced at Yang Huaiping with a depressed face, and after he sighed heavily, he sat on the back of the white donkey and patted its buttocks.

Suddenly, the white donkey monster screamed, and its four hooves became windy, soaring into the air, and flew in the direction of the dilapidated stone hermitage.

At this moment, a scene that made Yang Huaiping stunned appeared, and everyone in the surrounding streets began to throw broken silver into the large porcelain bowl in front of him.

In a few moments, the broken silver filled the large porcelain bowl in front of Yang Huaiping, and even the ground was full of broken silver......