Under Ren Xiaoxian's guidance, the Land Rover drove for more than 20 minutes, passed a village, turned into a dirt road barely enough for a car to pass, turned a few ponds, and stopped in front of a row of wooden houses next to a forest. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

woke up Lu Zhe, and the group of four got out of the car.

Ren Xiaoxian introduced that it used to be a farmhouse here, but it was later abandoned, and now it is where he usually stays for practice, and the master lives with his family in the village, and then found some medicine for bruises and rubbed it for Lu Zhe. Under Lu Zhe's inquiry, he didn't find cold medicine, Ren Xiaoxian said that it didn't matter, he cooked a big pot of fish intestine rice noodles for everyone to eat, and put more ginger, shallots and pepper when he gave Lu Zhe to eat, so that he would sweat after eating, and the cold would be almost cured.

Lu Zhe also turned into a pot-bellied man, snoring and eating several bowls in a row, saying that the craftsmanship of the good man Ren Xiaoxian was excellent.

Everyone had breakfast, just drank two cups of tea and didn't talk a word, Ren Xiaoxian answered a phone, then took everyone out, guided Lao Long to drive into the village, and from a distance you can see a plaque from right to left that reads "He Ancestral Hall" hanging high on the gatehouse, and after a while in front of the ancestral hall, he came to a square that can accommodate hundreds of people.

It was formerly known as the village primary school, and later the primary schools of several nearby villages were merged into the town, and the village rebuilt this land into a square, and the square side was under a few big trees, and a half-meter-high platform was erected around the roots of the big trees, and more than ten brightly colored fitness equipment were installed not far from the platform.

Under the tree stood a dozen people, mostly young and strong men, most of them with angry faces, some of them even carrying machetes and sticks in their hands, and two old men sitting on the table, one smoking a cigarette and the other holding a teapot and occasionally taking a sip.

Ren Xiaoxian lowered his voice and introduced to the two:

"The one who smokes is the patriarch of the village, most of the people in the village call him Uncle Wen, and the one who drinks tea is my master, and the people in the village call him Uncle Hong. Both of them are small. Most of the people in the village have the surname He. ”

Lu Zhe said: "Aren't you from this village?"

Ren Xiaoxian said: "No. I am an orphan, and my master brought me up. ”

As they spoke, the three of them walked under the tree.

The old dragon lazily got down and stayed in the car, Luo Xiaolong also persuaded Lu Zhe to stay in the car, Lu Zhe patted his chest and said:

"As the saying goes, the tiger is a brother, let's make the division of labor clear: you are responsible for beating people, and I am responsible for waving the flag and shouting and cheering. ”

"And what about your flag?"

"Look at my face, it's obviously a flag. ”

"It's like, colorful. It's big enough to make a face, but it's a little smaller to make a flag. ”

"Master. Uncle Wen. ”

After Ren Xiaoxian said hello to the two old men, he consciously walked over and stood behind Uncle Hong.

Uncle Wen took a hard breath, threw the cigarette on the ground and extinguished it with his feet, slowly exhaled the cigarette through his two nostrils, and said slowly to Luo Xiaolong:

"Hou Shengzi, you kicked my nephew to death two months ago? Last night, you broke Ah Guang's jaw and beat Ah Tong and their aunt don't know each other?"

Luo Xiaolong didn't say anything, looked at Ren Xiaoxian and said calmly:

"Xiaoxian, you didn't tell me before you came here that there would be such a thing as 'stirring up trouble and asking guilt'. ”

Ren Xiaoxian was sweating a little, and he said: "This ......"

He hadn't come out with anything yet, the horses with knives and sticks on both sides had stopped doing it, and the people were very familiar with "holding you", "seven heads", "hitting the street", "banging on the street", "banging on the shovel" and so on, and on some occasions, the words that he liked to hear were sprayed towards Luo Xiaolong, but as soon as he got up, as Luo Xiaolong's eyes exploded with two rays of light like substance swept across their faces, these people immediately became dumb as if they had been muted.

As soon as Uncle Wen raised his hand to signal everyone not to spray indiscriminately, there was no sound behind him, and he wondered in his heart that these bastard boys were neat and well-trained today.

Uncle Wen stood up and said with a straight face:

"Young man, the deceased is the greatest, my little brother (younger brother) and two in-laws died early, leaving only the bottom boy to die at your feet, I can tell you two sentences and be able to point out? Yes, that's right, in the end, the blame is only for him looking for his own death, but ......"

"But be fair in everything. ”

Uncle Hong, who was drinking tea on the side, stood up and said:

"You didn't have anything to do that day, but he just crashed into the car, and when he got out of the car, he was probably still a little unconscious, and the two of you were not on the same level,...... What are you laughing at?"

Lu Zhe sneered:

"I laughed at what you said so much that I was speechless. Because it's so fair. One has a knife and one doesn't, one sneaks up and the other gets sneak attacked. ”

Luo Xiaolong said calmly: "Say, how can this matter be resolved." ”

"I watched him grow up, and I have taught him a few hands, which can be regarded as half a master, if I didn't teach him carefully, I guess I wouldn't be where I am today. ”

Uncle Hong handed the teapot to Ren Xiaoxian, rolled up his sleeves and said:

"Today, I, the master, will fight with you fairly on behalf of my apprentice, after this battle, no matter what the result is, this matter will be considered to the end, and it will be over, and no one will trouble anyone in the future. How?"

Lu Zhebu interjected angrily: "It's you who didn't fulfill your responsibility as a master......

"Stove, forget it. ”

Luo Xiaolong interrupted him, looked at Uncle Wen and said, "What did this old man say?"

"I'm an old man, but I'm not old yet. What Brother Hong said is my words, and after this fight, both sides are not allowed to ask about the past. Including Ah Guang, last night's incident has also been revealed, Biao Zai, you are responsible for making it clear to him, if anyone is disobedient and still looking for trouble, it is a violation of the clan rules. Did you hear that?"

A bunch of rotten boys suddenly agreed: "Yes, Uncle Wen." ”

"If I dare to love, I will be tied up and beaten for nothing. ”

Lu Zhe muttered to himself, but then when he thought of the miserable appearance of those people, he didn't seem to have suffered much loss, so he was happy again.

Uncle Hong rolled up his sleeves and stood up straight, slightly clenched his fist to Luo Xiaolong, and pointed to the big tree behind him:

"This is the tree where we compete. Whoever falls under the tree first and any part of the body touches the ground loses. How?"

Luo Xiaolong nodded, arched his hand, and made a gesture that you would like to ask first.

Uncle Wen was not polite, I saw him turn around and raise his feet on the half-meter-high platform, jump up with a step, raise his hands and hold a wrist-thick branch two meters high from the ground, like an individual gymnast, the strength of his hands, waist and legs combined, and turned clockwise up, when he turned over, he was originally on his back, and when he reached the air, he turned around lightly, and the branch sank slightly, and he was already standing firmly on the branch.

"Good!"

"Uncle Hong is good!"

Uncle Wen and a bunch of rotten boys cheered loudly, but suddenly they were turned into silent mode again, and the cheers of these people stopped abruptly.

As soon as his eyes flickered, he saw that there was one more person on the branch of the tree where Uncle Hong was standing like a horizontal bar, and when he looked at it, it was Luo Xiaolong.

"Okay! Xiao Longwei ...... Take!"

Lu Zhe howled, and the word mighty was dismantled and dragged out like the ascension hall of Kaifeng Mansion, and under the angry eyes of Uncle Wen and his group, he shook his tone twice before he closed it.

"Good boy, how did you get up, it startles me. ”

Uncle Hong stretched out his hand to pat his chest to suppress the shock, but as soon as he raised his hand into the air, he turned his palm into a fist and hit Luo Xiaolong.

The distance between the two was only about one meter, Luo Xiaolong leaned on the outside of the branch, the branch grew outward and the thinner the branch, Uncle Hong's punch was sudden, but he missed the target.

Luo Xiaolong pressed his feet hard, the branch bent down, his body tilted outward, Uncle Hong's punch fell into the air, with the elastic force of the branch reset, Luo Xiaolong bullied close to quickly hit a few punches, only to hear the sound of "pop pop" a few times, Uncle Hong took a few punches while retreating, the first few punches were already done with all his strength, and the last two punches were completely sealed because of inertia.

The phantom in front of him struck again, Uncle Hong had no strength to block it again, his hands were numb and completely unconscious, so he had to raise his hands as if he raised his hands in surrender, who knew that the phantom was gone, but it was empty in front of him, when the dark road was not good, the back bend of his legs and knees was numb, and the trunk of the tree that was originally stepping on the flat ground became slippery and abnormal, and he could no longer step on it, and his legs fell down as soon as his body sank, and he sat on the branch with a bang.

"Whew!"

Dandan's sadness made Uncle Hong's tears flow out.

Luo Xiaolong fell lightly to the ground and arched his hand to Uncle Hong, who was riding on the tree, and said:

"I lost. There will be a period later. ”