"Panshan Melee Technique?" Jiang Yun was very curious when he heard this name for the first time. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info asked this question is the owner of Ewha Village, and everyone calls him Mrs. Zhuang. This Mrs. Zhuang is a strong woman, he became a widow less than a year after marrying the owner of Pear Flower Village, but he managed the entire Pear Flower Village by himself in an orderly manner, and the business of Pear Flower Village is booming, of course, he is also another head among the eleven people who came today, and the other two are Gao Wenying and Mo Qing. Although it is the head of the family, Pear Flower Village is only a small sect, but it can be regarded as a first-class force in the rivers and lakes.

Everyone looked at this woman who was nearly forty years old, and the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes could not hide her former beauty. "So there is still a source for this trick?" Everyone was a little surprised, this trick didn't seem profound, but it was also eye-catching. Jiang Yun shook his head and said, "I don't know, I was taught this trick by a friend of mine." Jiang Yun thought of Xiao Lang.

"Your friend?" Mrs. Zhuang seemed to remember something, and asked again, "Is it a woman?"

Jiang Yun was taken aback: "How do you know that the surname is Xiao? But it's not a woman, it's a man a few years older than me." ”

"Man?" Mrs. Zhuang was a little surprised, and muttered, "Isn't it a person?"

Jiang Yun and Xiao Lang have been friends for a few months, and their temperaments are quite compatible, but they don't know his background at all, and when they heard Mrs. Zhuang's words, they couldn't help but ask: "What is the origin of the 'Panshan Melee Technique' that Mrs. Zhuang just said, and how did it come to the surname Xiao?"

"That's right, what is the origin of this 'mountain melee fighting technique', although this move is not a martial arts move, it is a good move. A middle-aged man with a scimitar coiled around his waist said, everyone's surname is Deng Fei, and people are called Deng scimitars.

Mrs. Zhuang frowned lightly and said: "If you want to talk about this 'mountain melee technique', then it's a long story, it's so dark today, everyone should go to rest early." ”

Seeing that Mrs. Zhuang seemed to be a little unspeakable, everyone didn't continue to ask, Han Xiao hurriedly answered: "Yes, it's not early, so let's stay here and rest for the night." ”

Mo Qing Wan Qiushan and the others all nodded, and what should be discussed was also discussed, although the next deal with the Shadow Sect could not be delayed, but it was not at this time. At this time, Deng Fei and another person said: "Thank you Brother Han for your hospitality, the two of us live not far away and are still impatient Brother Han, today the head of Gao also ordered, we will go back to prepare first, I don't have any ability, just call someone to inform us when we get to the place where we can be used." ”

Han Xiao nodded and said, "The two of you go slowly." "These people are all heroes of Jindi, and they are very familiar with each other on weekdays, and they don't need to be polite.

At this time, Gao Wenying also said: "Then I won't stay." ”

"Master Gao is a long way away, so let's stay overnight. ”

"For those who practice martial arts, it's nothing to travel at night. Say goodbye, I'll go back and send someone to find out about the situation of the Shadow Sect and immediately send someone to inform you. Gao Wenying also left in a hurry after the three of them.

For a while, there were only nine people left in the entire courtyard, and these nine people Jiang Yun had some impressions, in addition to Jiang Yun's master and apprentice, there were also Han Xiao, Mrs. Zhuang, Wan Qiushan, Yongming monk, plus Mo Qing's master and apprentice and Huang Xu, who had seen him in Momen that day.

Wan Qiushan was still depressed about the loss just now, and muttered: "Bad luck, bad luck." After the lesson is played by that kid of Long Aotian, I will definitely let you know how powerful Lao Tzu is. Saying that, he went to the house, and Han Xiao assigned him a place to live yesterday, so that he didn't need Han Xiao to lead the way.

"Let's all rest, Master Yongming, little brother Jiang should rest here too. "The place where Han Xiao took Jiang Yun and Master Yongming to go before was still a little far away, so Han Xiao stayed.

"Master, what's wrong with you?" Jiang Yun noticed that the thief saint had not said a word since he had just started, and his eyes were also sloppy.

"Nothing. Zhuo Lingyun suddenly came back to his senses, his eyes seemed to be a little flustered, and he hurriedly turned his head to look away.

Jiang Yun was very puzzled, but Zhuo Lingyun didn't say anything, and Jiang Yun didn't want to open his mouth and continue to ask. Everyone went back to the arranged room to rest, although there were many empty rooms, but Jiang Yun and Zhuo Lingyun lived in the same room.

"Master, I don't have a lot of face today. Jiang Yun couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.

Zhuo Lingyun couldn't help laughing: "You are also called Zhang Face, almost my old face was lost by you." ”

"Didn't you win in the end?"

"It's okay for you to say, if you weren't lazy, if Ling Feng learned the last palm, he would only need thirty percent of his strength to defeat that Wanqiu Mountain. What are you doing these days? Although the thief sage blamed Jiang Yun, he felt absent-minded, as if he was still thinking about something.

Jiang Yun originally wanted to talk to Zhuo Lingyun about Mingtian, but when he saw his master like this, he asked, "Master, what are you thinking?"

Zhuo Lingyun saw that Jiang Yun had seen what was on his mind, and a trace of uneasiness flashed on his face, and after a while, he suddenly asked, "Stinky boy, let me ask you a question, did you learn the trick of knocking down Old Man Wan from your friend surnamed Xiao?"

Regarding Xiao Lang's question, Jiang Yun was not the first time he had heard Master ask him, and when the two of them went to Momen, Master Zhuo Lingyun asked Jiang Yun how he met Xiao Lang. Jiang Yun thought to himself: "It seems that Xiao Lang and Master must have a great connection, otherwise they wouldn't care so much." ”

"yes, he drove past me and I remembered. Could it be that Master also knows this trick, is this trick really called 'Mountain Climbing Melee Technique'?"

Zhuo Lingyun shook his head: "I don't know either." Jiang Yun also wanted to ask the thief saint but said, "Master is a little tired, let's rest early today." ”

"Yes!" Jiang Yun replied helplessly.

The night is pervasive, the whole villa is quiet, the dark clouds cover the sky, the night seems extraordinarily deep, suddenly the dark clouds withdraw to reveal half of the moon, the moon closes through the window in the corridor of the villa, the whole villa feels empty, only the corner of the fake tree decoration does not seem so monotonous. At this moment, a figure passed by the quiet fake tree.

Mrs. Zhuang tossed and turned and went to bed early, and the past of eighteen years ago resurfaced in front of her eyes, that unbearable past. Eighteen years ago, I had a good appearance, and when I just came out of the pavilion, I was as clear and pure as a sweet and cool spring, and I was like a delicate and beautiful yellow flower. And the owner of Zhuang Fanbo Pear Flower Village, just like the wishful lover in his mind, married himself under the gaze of all men, just like all men, he stared at his eyes, lightly held his little hand, and swore to take care of himself for the rest of his life. Mrs. Zhuang looked at the moonlight that spread in on these hands, and the hands that were originally slender and white and soft like cotton were now covered with a lot of fine calluses. The hands are no longer soft, because there is no gentle man's caressing, and they are no longer white, because of the mercilessness of the years. Silent tears ran down her cheeks, and she gently wiped them away with the backs of her yellowed hands. After all, the past has passed, Mrs. Zhuang settled down, snorted and sighed softly: "There is a lot of red face, and the pear blossoms fall." ”

The sudden knock on the door startled Mrs. Zhuang, "Who?" Mrs. Zhuang couldn't help but be vigilant, but no one answered, and the knock continued to sound. Mrs. Zhuang frowned, but after thinking that if it was an enemy, she would not knock on the door, so she turned on the light and put on her clothes and walked over.

"Who?" asked Mrs. Zhuang again.

"Zhuo has something to ask Mrs. Zhuang about..."Zhuo Lingyun's voice came from the door.

"Thief Saint?" Mrs. Zhuang thought that she didn't have anything to do with this famous thief, if it wasn't for the person who couldn't fight Long Aotian, how could she suddenly find herself. But this eccentric senior has a lot of notoriety, but it is not easy to turn away, Mrs. Zhuang couldn't help but tighten her clothes and open the door.

The originally dark villa suddenly had a room lit up, Mrs. Zhuang took a glass of water and handed it to Zhuo Lingyun, the trivial matter of pouring water for the guests has become her habit, in the past, when her husband called someone to talk about business, she would take the initiative to pour a cup of tea, and later after her husband died violently, she still didn't forget this habit. "My seniors asked me about something, and I had to ask at this time. ”

Zhuo Lingyun also felt that he was a little rude, and said after a while: "It's not that I have to ask at this time, it's just that Zhuo Mou is a little upset and can't help it." ”

Mrs. Zhuang no longer panicked after knowing the intention of stealing the saint, and asked, "What is it that annoys the seniors?"

Zhuo Lingyun said: "I don't know where you heard the 'Panshan Close Combat Technique' you just said? Can you tell Zhuo?"

Mrs. Zhuang was a little surprised that with the martial arts of stealing saints, she would be interested in such a trick similar to deception, and wouldn't his apprentice be able to?

"It's not that I'm interested in this trick, it's just that you said that I care about a person with the surname 'Xiao'. ”

"Isn't that man your disciple's friend?"

"I'm not talking about him, it's the woman you said surnamed Xiao. ”

"That's right. Mrs. Zhuang thoughtfully, picked up the water cup and took a sip gently, "Is he the old man of his predecessors?"

"It's not!"

"Is that the enemy?"

Zhuo Lingyun frowned, a little displeased.

Mrs. Zhuang hurriedly said: "The juniors are not interesting, they are just curious." "It's a bit of a problem to anger this evil god.

Zhuo Lingyun said: "It's nothing, you just need to tell me what you know about the woman surnamed 'Xiao', Zhuo is very grateful." ”

"Yes!" said Mrs. Zhuang, "I first met her eighteen years ago, when she was only a child. ”

"Child?" Zhuo Lingyun was a little surprised.

"That's right!" Mrs. Zhuang nodded, "I saw her in my yard when I first met her, and I don't remember what I was doing in the yard at that time, but I suddenly saw a little girl who actually picked up all the 'fallen immortals' and 'mountain paints' that I had worked so hard for more than a year. It was originally my medicinal flower, but it was picked by this little girl to play, naturally I was very angry, and it was then that I saw this little girl use a trick similar to that of your apprentice today, and later I learned that this trick is called 'Panshan Melee Technique'. ”

Zhuo Lingyun shook his head and muttered, "How can it be a child? She was at least thirty at that time...."

Mrs. Zhuang saw the thief sage muttering to herself, but she couldn't hear it clearly, and said, "I think about how the child is in his twenties by now, if he knows your disciple, it will be fate." ”

"What's the girl's name?"

"Qin Xiang, Xiao Qin Xiang!"