Hearing the words of Fan Wencong and the other four, Du Qi couldn't help but secretly think to himself, where did these four guys come from? The martial arts cultivation is so strong that it is frightening, but it seems that they don't know anything about the world, and even such ordinary things will make a fuss, are they all living in isolated places?

Although Du Qi became more and more curious about the origin of Fan Wencong and the other four, it was inconvenient for him to ask questions, so he could only keep his questions in his heart. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

At the words of Fan Wencong and the other four, not only Du Qi felt strange, but the people nearby couldn't help but feel strange when they heard it, and a Confucian man about fifty years old at the next table couldn't help but laugh and said: "Look at the appearance of a few people, are they just coming to this world?" ”

Seeing that Fan Wencong seemed to want to answer, knowing that as soon as they talked about it, Du Qi hurriedly stopped: "A few brothers, we are here to taste tea, can we just drink tea and not speak?" ”

Seeing that Du Qi stopped it clearly, Fan Wencong and the other four really stopped talking, lifted the teacup that Xiao Er had just sent over, and took a small sip, as if they wanted to taste whether the taste of this tea was really as unique as Xiao Er said.

The tea soaked in their mouths, Fan Wencong and the other four couldn't help frowning at the same time, as if they still felt that this tea was extremely bad, or they were not used to the taste of this tea, but seeing that Du Qi drank it with relish, they wanted to say their feelings and express their own high opinions, and suddenly recalled what Du Qi had just said, looked at each other and finally said nothing, but their faces were slightly red, obviously uncomfortable.

How did Fan Wencong and the other four know that although Du Qi was drinking tea, he was paying attention to the conversations of other people in the teahouse, whether the tea was good or bad, it didn't make much difference to him.

When Du Qi came to the teahouse, he wanted to get some useful information from the mouths of these tea drinkers, but he listened carefully for a long time, and he did not hear a word that interested him, and he could not help but be disappointed, and had to give up.

At this moment, I suddenly heard a person shouting softly: "Look, everyone, filial piety is here first!" ”

With the man's words, the originally noisy teahouse suddenly quieted down, and they all stretched out their heads to look at the door of the teahouse, only to see six or seven men and women, old and young, surrounded by a sturdy man about forty years old, lined up on the street, and the pedestrians on the street hurried past the door of the teahouse.

Seeing that group of people, most of the people in the teahouse showed reverence and admiration on their faces.

Du Qi saw that the forty-year-old strong man had steady steps and momentum like a tiger, showing that he was a rare martial arts master, and the people behind him were only two young men in their twenties who were not weak in martial arts, and the rest were ordinary people.

Without being introduced, just looking at the expressions of the people, Du Qi knew that the strong man in his forties must be someone nearby, and almost all the people in the area knew him.

Thinking that Huang Qiushi's martial arts are far inferior to the strong man, he can make the local people respectful and awe-inspiring like a tiger, with the strong man's martial arts, he can be the king and hegemon in this small Dushan Town, the local people reverence and admire him in a reasonable way, Du Qi is naturally not surprised, the only thing that makes Du Qi feel a little surprised is that the strong man in his forties and others have been almost rampage all the way, without humility and courtesy, but whether it is on the street outside or in the teahouse, no one complains secretly, but a look of joy and convincing, obviously, The strong man in his forties was not only strong in martial arts, but also won the hearts of everyone.

Seeing the forty-year-old man walk away, the locals in the teahouse turned around and continued to talk, but their voices were still very low, as if they were worried that the sound would be too loud and disturb the forty-year-old man.

The voices of those people were low, and the conversation seemed a little noisy, but Duge could still hear it clearly. The Confucian man at the table next to Du Qi, who was about fifty years old, seemed to be a little strange and said: "Xiaoxian has always been steady, why do you seem a little impatient today?" Something unusual must be happening! ”

There are three people at the same table with the old Confucian student, one is dressed as a businessman, and the other is dressed as a warrior, at first glance is a character in the rivers and lakes, and the other is an authentic image of a mountain peasant.

Hearing the words of the old Confucian student, the man in the warrior costume looked a little surprised and said, "You don't even know that such a big strange thing happened?" ”

The old Confucian seemed to be a little impatient and said: "What a big strange thing, come and hear it!" ”

The warrior said: "I heard that the Dumu Peak in the northwest of the town suddenly gathered a lot of Jianghu masters for some reason, this is not counting, the strange thing is that with the gathering of those Jianghu masters, there were many poisonous snakes up and down the Dumu Peak, although they did not hurt people, but they made people and animals uneasy, and I thought that Xiao Xian must have rushed to drive away snakes."

When the person in the image of Shannong heard this, he said: "It should be like this, don't you see that the people who followed behind Xiaoxian are the people under the Dumu Peak?" Filial piety must have gone at their invitation. ”

The old Confucian smiled lightly: "If there is filial piety first, no matter how strong the person is, he is not afraid, not to mention those snakes, who doesn't know that filial piety is the ancestor who plays with snakes?" ”

The merchant whispered, "What do you know? This time, not only the masters of Weijiazhuang and Golden Snake Valley gathered on Dumu Peak, but also the immortals of Happy Valley, I am afraid it will be difficult to please Xiaoxian alone. ”

The old Confucian said in amazement: "The people of Weijiazhuang and Golden Snake Valley have always rarely walked around the rivers and lakes, I haven't heard that the two of them have anything to do with each other, how did they get together, and even the immortals of Happy Valley, who live in seclusion, have come?" Is something big going to happen to us here? ”

The merchant looked around and saw that no one was paying attention to them, so he said in a lower voice than just now, "Who said that Weijiazhuang and Golden Snake Valley have nothing to do with each other?" I heard that the daily necessities of Happy Valley are purchased by them, and I have to ...... every month."

Speaking of this, the merchant suddenly stopped, looked around carefully, and saw that his words didn't seem to attract the attention of others, so he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and then said with a dry smile: "Okay, let's not talk about this, are you interested in going with you to see the excitement?" ”

Without waiting for others to speak, the Jianghu figure preemptively said: "Since the gods of Happy Valley are here, I think we should not join in this fun." ”

The old Confucian also said: "I was born timid, and I am afraid of snakes, so I don't want to go." ”

Although the mountain farmer did not say it explicitly, he didn't seem to want to see anything lively when he looked at him.

The merchant's proposal was not approved by his companions, but he did not hesitate, but seemed a little happy, as if he had let go of some kind of concern.

The merchant probably didn't really want to see anything going on, but only proposed it in order to effectively change the subject, so he laughed and talked about his own deeds, never mentioning the strange things that had happened before.

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