Guanduji goes less than ten miles to the north, and it is a famous warehouse. The word "cang" in Cangzhai is the warehouse of Cangjie, as the so-called: "The former Cangjie made a book and the sky rained, and the ghost cried at night." Everyone said that the inhabitants of this place are descendants of Cangjie.

How can we verify the truth and falsehood? I only know that there are indeed quite a few people with the surname Cang in this village.

Not only are there many people with the surname Cang, but there are also many temples in the Cangzhai, and there are almost eight temples that can be named. Of course, the largest is the "Tianye Temple" in the west of the village, which is connected with more than 100 acres of land, all of which are the properties of the temple. In the early years, Lei Yunqing won the Guandu set, and grabbed the cangzhai easily, after he came, the first one took a fancy to this Tianye Temple, he thought about it, let the name change to "Tianwang Temple", and then handed over this place to Teng Xuefeng together with the Guandu set.

Teng Xuefeng adapted measures to local conditions, opened the hall in the Tianwang Temple, by virtue of the simple customs of the people of Cangzhai, and the benefits of the fertile land, this place was used as a place to hoard grain and garrison troops, compared with the busy traffic of Guandu, Cangzhai is a peaceful and quiet.

But now, it's time to make a fuss.

After Yuwen Fengxian broke the Dragon, Tiger and Bear Vanguard Army of Leijiabao, the White Tiger Banner occupied the warehouse on the same day. This group of northwest barbarians, unfamiliar with the place, all the way from Fenzhou, the food and drink are not hard, who knows that once they enter this place, there are quite a lot of wine, food and goods, really like a mouse into the rice tank. Naturally, it is to kill pigs and cattle and set up wine to celebrate.

At night, around the Tianwang Temple, the bonfires are blazing, and the children of the horse gang are in groups of three or five, calling friends and drinking heartily.

In the Tianwang Temple, Yuwen Fengxian sat on the ground with all the leaders, talking about the excitement, the wine was entering the port, and Sang Xiaoru was also among them.

Sang Xiaoru was in the White Tiger Banner and received unprecedented courtesy, which surprised her a little.

The surprise was more than that, at first she was just angry with Ye Shannon, and she was bent on killing Qin Fangyu to take revenge, but it was only under Lei Mei's words that she remembered her past friendship with Yuwen Fengxian, so after she left Ye Shannon, the first thing she thought of going to the White Tiger Banner was.

As a result, when she traveled under the stars and caught up with the White Tiger Banner halfway, she found that there were many children of the Ye and Sang families in the flag!

Later, she learned that after Ye Shannon returned, not all of the children of the Mabang were willing to follow the one-eyed hero. The people of Mobei are fierce and have always been subservient to force, so Yuwen Fengxian, a reckless man known as the "power of ten oxen", has gathered a large group of people from two families.

Her cousin Sang Wenyuan and cousin Ye Xuangao turned out to be the leaders of the White Tiger, and when she came, they all treated her well after a long absence. Naturally, there is also a reason for this, among their younger generation, she is the only one left who has practiced the "arrow feather finger technique" in all the three forms of dragon, wolf, and eagle.

Of course, the Qin Fangyu who was cut with thousands of knives didn't count.

Just because of this, even Yuwen Fengxian, who had never appointed himself to be Lao Tzu's incomparable might, admired her, just because after Ye Lao's gang leader accepted Yuwen as his righteous son, he saw that he was born with divine power and was endowed with extraordinary talents, and he was bent on passing on the mystery of his instructions, but who knew that he couldn't even learn the eagle shape of the entry! The old gang leader was helpless and made a famous sigh:

"Hey, you can eat by brute force!"

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Anyway, she felt at home again.

During the banquet, what everyone talked about the most was the tragic destruction of the Mobei Ma Gang, and the leaders were gossiping, and they couldn't figure it out, only Yuwen Fengxian still drank wine and ate meat, and he didn't care. His idea is simple, the White Tiger Banner is now strong and strong, the money and food are sufficient, where is it not good to fall into the grass, why bother to rush back to Fenzhou? This cangzhai is not bad, if you can win the Guandu set, then it will naturally be even better!

Sang Xiaoru never had an idea about these things, she just listened silently on the sidelines, she felt that at least in the White Tiger Banner, many things came simple, and she didn't like that kind of complicated design. But she didn't expect that the ambitious, strategic, and thoughtful Ye Shannon in her mind would disappear within a few days?

Heaven and earth are unkind, and all things are used as dogs.

This sentence popped into her head. The world is impermanent, impermanence is the norm, perhaps, the so-called strategy arrangement of our group of straw dogs is just a pastime for God to talk about.

Perhaps, getting by and being at peace with what happens is the most headache for God.

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It was late at night, and the commotion outside the Tianwang Temple gradually stopped, and the people were helped to find their own places to sleep, and in the Tianwang Temple, the drinking and feasting continued. The leaders were already used to it, and Yuwen Feng drank the wine first, which was endless. In the early years, when Qin Fangyu, the "Thirteenth Taibao", was still there, the two of them, as well as the young gang leader Ye Xiaolou, these three were all opponents at the wine table. Ye Xiaolou is drunk every time he drinks, Yuwen Fengxian always wants to fight with Qin Fangyu, and Qin Fangyu would rather pour himself a drink than give him a chance, but in the end, they are still bargaining, only these two people.

Yuwen Feng drank it first, and then raised his hand and pulled it off, taking off his clothes, he was covered in embroidery, and he looked proud and rough under the lights. Sang Xiaoru looked at Yuwen Fengxian, thinking of the years when the twelve leaders of the Ma Gang gathered in the past, and the sadness came from it, and she became more and more angry with Qin Fangyu.

She hated Ye Xiaolou even more, Xiaolou was in the capital Hu Tianye, she had heard a lot, she couldn't control it and didn't want to care, but no matter how unruly Xiaolou was, she shouldn't mess with today's holy woman, he also moved his true feelings, this is not looking for death!

Where did Xiao Lou put her knotted wife?

Sang Xiaoru thought wildly, she picked up the bowl and did bowl after bowl, only to feel that the wine was really a good thing, drinking like this, there was no need to think about anything, and everything was already in the wine, as if there were thousands of sorrows, and the things in the cup could always resolve everything.

Yuwen Fengxian squinted drunkenly, staring at Sang Xiaoru, as if he saw a treasure that he seemed to have never discovered, but he was so hesitant, he picked up the wine bowl, wanted to speak and stopped, only to drink it all, he looked up at Sang Xiaoru again, how did he not find out in the past, there was such a beauty in front of him!

Finally, Yuwen Feng first borrowed wine to cover his face, and he plucked up his courage, and he was about to say something to Sang Xiaoru......

At this time, at the gate of the Tianwang Temple, there was a cough suddenly.

Everyone turned their heads to look, and saw a thin old man standing at the door, slightly shriveled, and the little old man's body exuded a strong smell of wine, but it didn't look like he was half drunk. The old man, with his eyes shining brightly, stared at a pile of wine jars around everyone, and his mouth was so greedy that he almost flowed out.

Where did the Cangzhai villagers come from?

Ye Xuangao, who was beside Yuwen Fengxian, casually pushed a bottle of wine to the little old man at the temple gate, and said with a smile: "Hey, take it, go home after drinking, and don't come to Luo!"

The little old man was not picky, as soon as he reached out and picked up the half bottle of residual wine, he raised his neck and drank it all, but he still felt insufficient, he raised his hand and grabbed it forward, and the whole wine jar next to Ye Xuangao jumped suddenly, bounced off the ground, and jumped into the old man's palm!

The little old man hurriedly put his mouth to the mouth of the altar and drained the remaining wine in the jar without leaking. After a while, the smell of wine that filled the old man's body faded, and his eyes were shining, glaring at everyone in the temple.

"Hey, you don't know what to do?"

Ye Xuangao got up and walked straight forward, as soon as he reached out and grabbed the placket of the old man's clothes, the old man suddenly stretched out his hands and clasped Ye Xuangao's shoulders, and then, the little old man tore both sides......

It was as if there was a drenching rain of flesh and blood in the house, and all the internal organs were flowing all over the ground.

The old man held Ye Xuangao's stump left and right, and his two eyes were brighter, as if he had regained his youthful vitality.

The blood light woke up the people who were full of wine and food, and several leaders roared, picked up their blades and rushed forward, Yuwen Fengxian hadn't come back to his senses yet, and Sang Xiaoru couldn't stop it......

It's a pity that the loyal children of the Ye and Sang families didn't want to suffer this catastrophe.

The little old man stood still, not avoiding the sword, the sword could not hurt him in the slightest, he casually grabbed one side of the limb of the visitor, and then reached out to grab the other side, and continued to tear down......

In the Temple of the Heavenly King, there was a rich and pungent bloody atmosphere, the stumps and broken arms were sprinkled in a room, the little old man was covered with blood, he smiled at everyone complacently, except for the person who tore him apart, the others were stupid on the spot, and some were scattered and fled with nonsense. Only Yuwen Fengxian and Sang Xiaoru were left in the temple, but outside the Tianwang Temple, the flames were inexplicably soaring into the sky, and the White Tiger Banner Gang was also screaming again and again, as if a large army was coming.

"Hah...... Lei Dinghua, the 'ape general' in my Lei family, was torn by you, right?" The little old man suddenly pointed at Yuwen Fengxian and laughed, "Boy, you can think of it, the trick of tearing up the living is enjoyable......!"

Yuwen Fengxian's face turned red, and the muscles of his whole body were stretched into a sharp iron block, he didn't answer, raised his right fist, and slammed it towards the old man's face!

He punched out, the sound was like a thunderbolt, and the fist wind rolled up the bloody mess all over the ground, and the little old man in front of him was about to be crushed into powder, but the wind suddenly stopped, and his fist also stopped, unable to go half an inch further.

Pressed against his fist was the little old man's left hand, or rather, the thumb of his left hand.

Then, the old man's entire left palm opened and clenched Yuwen Fengxian's fist, Yuwen Fengxian wanted to retract his fist, his face was already the color of pig's liver, and the sweat of the bean was gathered from his head and face to his chin, and it flowed down in a line......

"After all these years, it's not easy for me to let Lei Zhantian parry with a whole hand," the little old man touched his smooth chin with the other hand, and said with a smile, "The power of ten cows, how can you move mountains and reclaim the sea......

As he spoke, the air on the old man's right vibrated violently!

Sang Xiaoru hooked his two claws, and attacked the right half of the old man's body with a "Heavenly Dragon Breaking Cloud" from one of the three uniques in Mobei, and the old man's left hand was still clasping Yuwen Fengxian's right fist, and he couldn't move at all when he was nailed to the spot.

Xiao Ru's fierce fingers attacked, and all of them hit the old man's body without landing in one move!

It's just that when the finger strength can reach his body, the old man's body suddenly lit up in the major attack places, as if there was a circle of invisible energy intertwined armor around him, and when he suddenly encountered an external attack, the armor suddenly appeared, and the pale golden ripples rippled, melting away the attacking attack.

The little old man was unharmed, he turned his head, and when he saw Sang Xiaoru's face, he was a little stunned, his tone softened, and he nodded slightly: "Beauty, in terms of the power of this move alone, you are not bad at ranking eighth in the underworld." ”

Sang Xiaoru was taken aback, among the three forms of "Arrow Feather Finger Technique", she was the best at dragon form, but she did not achieve any results with all her might!

Xiao Ru was about to fight to the death again, and there was a scorching wave of qi hitting her face! As soon as she turned her head, there stood at the door of the Tianwang Temple, a fat woman in red clothes and red robes, her fat right palm held high, like a knife, between her stubby fingers, there was a bright red and blazing breath, like a jumping flame.

Her "knife" was aimed at Sang Xiaoru and chopped it down.