The man who came in was an old beggar with a lot of dry firewood in his arms.

Chen Jingle was stunned for a moment, and then hurriedly said: "I'm sorry, I thought no one was ......."

The old beggar waved his hand: "It's okay, I'm just here for the time being, and I'm not in the way." ”

After speaking, he didn't care about Chen Jingle, put the dry firewood aside, and then found a corner to lie down, completely ignoring whether the ground was dirty or not.

Hmm, it seems that he is not much better than this broken temple.

It may have been a little cold, but the old beggar moved a little more to the side of the fire, and the light of the fire reflected his dirty face and unkempt hair, squinting slightly, giving people a comfortable feeling.

Chen Jingle didn't look too much, after all, staring at others is a very impolite behavior, especially in the martial arts world, if the other party is unhappy, it is likely to cause death.

It's normal to draw a knife against each other when you don't agree with each other.

The fire slightly dispelled the chill of the night in the mountains, and also made the mosquitoes afraid to approach.

Chen Jingle was a little hungry, so he took out the buns he bought on the road, and he specially prepared a lot of buns and put them in the package to prevent himself from suddenly getting hungry.

The old beggar seemed to smell the aroma of the buns, and suddenly opened his eyes to look at it.

Chen Jingle was embarrassed to let others look at it, so he ate alone, so he said, "I have buns here, do you want to eat them?"

The old beggar was slightly surprised, Chen Jingle handed over the bun in his hand, and the old beggar was not polite, so he took it and stuffed it into his mouth: "You little doll is not bad, there are not many kind-hearted young people like you." ”

In these years, it's good to be full, how can you have the leisure to take care of others, even if it is a big family, you can only give gruel once or twice a year.

As a patient with obsessive-compulsive disorder, seeing the old beggar's dirty hands pinching buns and stuffing them into his mouth, Chen Jingle was a little entangled and couldn't help but say: "Studies have found that if the length of the nail is more than 3 mm at the fingertip, then the bacteria hidden in the fingernails are about five times that of people with short nails, and it is easy to cause pneumonia, urinary tract infections, and influenza viruses, etc., so washing hands frequently can effectively prevent illness." ”

Old beggar: "......"

Huh? What are you talking about?

Seeing the old beggar looking at him with a confused expression, Chen Jingle realized that he looked like a doctor with an occupational illness, and hurriedly said, "It's nothing, when I didn't say it." ”

Just don't look at it, so as not to get entangled.

"Oh. The old beggar really ignored him, stuffed two buns into his mouth in three or two times, swallowed hard, and burped comfortably.

"Well, it would be nice if there was wine. ”

The old beggar smacked his lips, and the aroma of meat buns remained between his lips and teeth.

Chen Jingle: "......"

Why do you ask so much, old man?

Chen Jingle took out a small bottle of rice wine from the package and threw it to the old beggar: "Although it is not a good wine, if you don't mind, please take two sips." ”

There are more than ten bottles of such a small wine bottle in his package, and they only occupy one grid anyway, which does not affect it. Originally, I had the idea of being prepared, after all, sometimes it was very comfortable to eat roast chicken and roast duck with rice wine.

The old beggar caught the wine bottle, hesitated, looked behind Chen Jingle, and still didn't ask much after all.

"Tsk~ah~, it's so comfortable, burp~"

The old beggar went down in one gulp, took a breath, and burped again.

Chen Jingle smiled, but he didn't expect to be an old drunkard. But also, in the martial arts world, the wine culture is extremely prosperous, and there are few people in the rivers and lakes who can't drink.

The old beggar who drank the wine, looked at Chen Jingle's eyes and suddenly became much more pleasing to the eye, and smiled: "You doll is not very old, but your cultivation is so tall that people are enviable, when I was as old as you, I didn't understand anything, I really thought that the rivers and lakes were as I thought, and I was almost not killed." ”

Chen Jingle smiled embarrassedly: "Uncle said that I was joking, I am just an ordinary person, how can I know what to cultivate and not to cultivate." ”

The old beggar pouted: "I'm not blind in my eyes, you're very vigorous, it's so easy not to notice you." ”

Chen Jingle scratched his head, is it so exaggerated? I can't feel it, it turns out that I am already so powerful?

The old beggar drank the last half bottle of wine in one gulp, burped again, and said, "For the sake of you inviting me to eat buns and inviting me to drink, do you want to come and take two tricks?"

In fact, he himself was happy to see the hunt, and his heart was itching, and he wanted to move his muscles and bones, and by the way, he pointed out the other party.

Chen Jingle didn't agree directly, but thoughtfully: "The old man is a member of the beggar gang?"

In many works, the beggar gang exists as the largest faction in the world, but in terms of management and personnel, it is too loose and messy, good and bad, and finally it is slowly declining.

Seeing the old beggar, Chen Jingle's first thought was the beggar gang.

"Sort of. The old beggar replied vaguely.

Chen Jingle asked again: "Then will you descend the dragon with eighteen palms and beat the dog stick method?"

The old beggar's eyes widened: "Why are you asking so much, do you want to fight or not?"

Chen Jingle waved his hand: "Don't fight, don't fight, I'm a five-good young man who respects the old and loves the young!"

Just kidding, for some reason, you have to learn from yourself, this kind of unhelpful thing, don't do it.

The old beggar's eyes widened: "Is it okay for you to talk so much?"

Eh, when did I say I was going to do it with you?

Chen Jingle spread his hands and said that he was innocent.

He didn't want to fight, but the old beggar didn't agree, so he jumped directly out of the temple, standing at the door and shouting: "Come on, come on, today I want you to know, what is called ginger or old spicy!"

Well, the old man drank and went mad.

Chen Jingle didn't want to do anything with him, but he kept shouting there, which made people upset and irritable, and he was immediately annoyed, okay, don't cry later.

It's true that the classroom is old and spicy, but there is also a saying, called boxing is afraid of being young!

"Let's talk about it first, if I accidentally hurt you, you can't rely on me!" Chen Jingle was afraid that he would lie to himself after he pounced.

The old man snorted and chirped: "I'm not old, my tone is not small, okay, you can let the horse come!"

Just went straight to that station, the short and thin body gave people a feeling of being tall and straight.

Chen Jingle muttered to himself, this is not modern, there is no surveillance, and no one else will see it, if he accidentally knocks this old man down, he shouldn't lie to himself, right?

Forget it, it's just a competition anyway.

Seeing that Chen Jingle's expression began to be serious, the old beggar swept away the down-and-out laziness just now, and smiled: "That's right." Come on, come on, accompany the old man to call me to fight for three hundred rounds!"

Chen Jingle's expression was serious, and he was also empty-handed: "Please!"

A hint of cunning flashed in the old beggar's eyes, and he shouted: "Eat me first and regret it!"

Before the words fell, the whole body was moving, the momentum around the body was crazy, and the hands were quickly sealed, and the joint attack was violently.

"Ha" shouted, only to see a golden dragon shadow fly out of the old beggar's palms, instantly turned into a long man, circled around his body, and suddenly rushed towards Chen Jingle.

it, it's really eighteen palms of the dragon!

Chen Jingle's eyes widened, although he had already guessed, he was still a little excited when he saw this scene.

Although he is not the leader of the Qiao gang himself, he is already quite happy to be able to face off against the Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Descendant.

When the float is white!

Since this is the case, Chen Jingle can no longer retain his strength.

The real dragon is in the world, and the dragon is in Kyushu!

The palm handprints surged, and in half a breath, he was ready to take the move, and the same golden dragon shadow emerged from his body, but compared to the golden dragon of the old beggar, Chen Jingle's golden dragon was more brilliant, and the other party was more like a yellow dragon.

The golden dragon wound up his body, light and shadow flowing, and finally floated overhead, staring coldly at the dragon shadow rushing on the opposite side, like a noble royal family looking down on his subjects.

Chen Jingle's momentum rose again and again, and there were even cracks on the ground under his feet, and he was furious, but there was no corresponding murderous aura.

The two-star dungeon world, compared with before, the development of martial arts is indeed much higher, in Chen Jingle's opinion, it is already considered to have entered the middle martial arts class, looking at the fighting effect, it is like a blockbuster.

"Go!"

The golden dragon shadow above Chen Jingle's head instantly pounced, hitting the old beggar's eighteen-palmed yellow dragon head-on.

Descending Dragon VS Real Dragon!

He wanted to see which one was better!

……

The two dragon shadows crashed together, overflowing with energy.

As if they all have an autonomous life consciousness, they frantically bite each other, fight and roll, and fight up and down. The violent breath even blew all the fallen leaves and dead branches on the ground tumbling and retreating.

The old beggar was surprised by Chen Jingle's performance, and his face gradually became solemn.

This kid's strength is even stronger than he imagined, he originally thought that he was at most a little better than the younger generation, but he didn't expect it to be so powerful.

Which old monster taught it?

Looking at the number of martial arts paths, it doesn't seem to be quite right, I really can't figure it out!

But you have to be serious, otherwise it will be a bit embarrassing if you accidentally capsize the boat.

"Ssangyong fetches water!"

The old beggar struck again, this time with two dragon shadows, merging into the original dragon shadow, fusing the two dragon shadows, and suddenly his body skyrocketed.

Of course, Chen Jingle was not idle.

You have Shuanglong to draw water, I have Shuanglong to play with pearls!

The two dragon shadows, whose figures had increased several times, were entangled again, and they were stunned to illuminate the surroundings. In the end, the choice was all gone, and the energy that exploded instantly blasted all the fallen leaves and dust in front of the temple away, scraping the ground.

Chen Jingle had already prepared to block all the garbage that came from the flutter.

The old beggar was originally very calm, but the dirt and rotten leaves fell down all over the sky, and he immediately ate a lot of dust.

"Ahem, don't fight, don't fight......"

The old beggar glared at Chen Jingle with his eyes: "Your little doll is not very old, but her strength is terrifyingly strong, I really don't know which old monster taught it." ”

It's obviously not congenital, but when you don't do your best, you can't help but come to the other party, it's really weird.

Chen Jingle's expression was helpless, the system!

The system can be said to be the most awesome master in the world, and he taught him all the exercises he learned.

After withdrawing, Chen Jingle asked suspiciously: "Are you really the leader of the beggar gang?

The old beggar pouted: "What are you not yours, I will be called Hanako, why do you have so many courtesies with me? No matter how good you are to me, I can't make you prosperous and rich, let alone immortal, so it's better to be simple." ”

didn't wait for Chen Jingle to say anything, and sighed to himself: "There are no eighteen dragon palms anymore, now there are only fourteen dragon palms." ”

"What's going on?" Chen Jingle wondered.

The old beggar rolled his eyes: "What else can it be?

Chen Jingle thought about it, it seems that there is such a thing, but too much time has passed, and he is not very impressed.

"I haven't asked my seniors for their names. ”

"My name is Ma Dalin. "The old beggar doesn't care.

Matalin?

Chen Jingle really wanted to ask, what is your relationship with Ma Dayuan, and do you have a wife named Kang Min......

After some action, Ma Dalin seemed to be a little tired, so he said goodbye to Chen Jingle and fell asleep directly.

Chen Jingle added a few handfuls of firewood and began to practice cross-legged.

……

When I woke up the next day, I simply ate two steamed buns, of course, not missing Ma Dalin's portion.

The two went on the road side by side, and with this indigenous NPC, Chen Jingle finally didn't get lost again.

However, as soon as he arrived in this county seat, Ma Dalin left, saying that he was going to find an old friend, and before leaving, he also taught Chen Jingle the first three palms of the eighteen palms of the dragon.

Although the Eighteen Palms of the Beggar Gang Descending Dragon is a mastery learned by the gang leader, it will occasionally be passed on to people who are close to the beggar gang leader.

Chen Jingle couldn't cry or laugh, if he let the people in the rivers and lakes know that he used two buns and a small bottle of wine in exchange for three moves to descend the dragon and eighteen palms, I don't know if he will be envious and jealous.

"Let me see, is there anything good to eat in this place?"

Chen Jingle was the only one, he was also happy, looking left and right, a piece of baked cake in his left hand, a pastry in his right hand, and before he knew it, he walked to the front of the tallest and most luxurious building in the center of the city.

"Immortal Residence, is this the best restaurant in this county?" Chen Jingle was a little surprised, but it seemed that the business was not very good, in broad daylight, there were no people, only a few slaves were cleaning.

How many bosses don't know how to do business?

Chen Jingle stepped in, and a little guy wearing a hat greeted him with a smiling face: "This son, you came too early, and the girls haven't gotten up yet." ”

"Huh?" Chen Jingle was at a loss, what girl?

Suddenly thinking of something, he took two steps back and looked up at the plaque above again, Immortal Residence.

Finally understand what this place is!

[Task 5: Qinglou Guest.] As a person in the rivers and lakes, it is normal to stay in the Qinglou at night and spend a lot of money for the beauty. Qinglou overnight, good luck to the host!]

Chen Jingle: "......"

Shut up, this is not my system at all!

As a company clubhouse...... Ahem, although Chen Jingle often drives verbally, he is actually still a newcomer, so new that he can't be newer.

If you don't believe it, look at these pure eyes!

"The old driver took me ~ I'm going to the provincial capital ~"

It's just that for some reason, the song began to loop automatically in my head......

I don't listen, I don't listen!

"I'm sorry to make a mistake!" Chen Jingle hurriedly lowered his head and walked away.

The little (turtle) servant (male) shouted in the back: "This master, you can come back in the evening, and the girl in our building will satisfy you by then!"

The corners of Chen Jingle's mouth twitched, eager to get underneath, and hurriedly ran away with an embarrassed and polite smile on his face.

"Asi, am I really going to visit the Qinglou tonight?"

Chen Jingle is crazy, I'm just a child, why are you embarrassed to hurt me like this!

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