Chu Liuxiang always thought that his light skills were already very good, at least he hadn't seen anything that could catch up with him yet. But today's competition, I knew that there are mountains outside this mountain, and there are people outside the people, but I didn't expect that the predecessors of this beggar gang are not only good at martial arts, but also not inferior in light skills.

Silent shouted loudly: "It's so light, it's happy." ”

"The light achievements of the predecessors are outstanding, and there is no need to be humble."

Wuyin waved his hand: "You and I are destined, and I am not much older than you, don't call me a senior, if you don't dislike it, it's not bad to call me a big brother." "Yes, it's indeed fateful that you can meet such an interesting young man when you come to get spring water.

Chu Liuxiang didn't shirk either, he also liked the temperament of this beggar senior, so why not recognize a big brother: "Okay, big brother." ”

Time flies, and it has been seven years since Wuyin and Chu Liuxiang called each other brothers. In the past seven years, Ling'er has gained a foothold in the beggar gang step by step, and can complete things well without the help of others, and has a small reputation among the disciples of the beggar gang.

In recent years, Chu Liuxiang's name can be said to be known to everyone in the rivers and lakes.

In the helm of the beggar gang, the young Nangong Ling was digging under a tree with a shovel, his expression was leisurely, his breath was steady, his face had faded from childishness, his facial features were very exquisite, his eyes seemed to contain twinkling stars, his eyebrows were thick and neat, and he was slightly raised.

He muttered, "Daddy, where did he bury the wine jar?" ”

Obviously, he was talking about this tree, but he had been digging for so long, why hadn't he dug it yet, he really couldn't help but wonder if his father had made a mistake, but his father's memory had always been very good, how could he be wrong.

So, let's keep digging.

After digging for a long time, he still didn't dig it, Nangong Ling was a little aggrieved, he can now guarantee that it must be his father's mistake, who buried the wine will bury it so deeply, and there will definitely be no digging down.

Sure enough, I went to inquire, and Wuyin immediately patted his head with apologies: "Ling'er, it's my father who remembers wrongly, alas, people are old, and their memory is not good, and the wine under the tree has been dug up by me and given away." ”

As for who is the person who sent it? Nangong Ling didn't have to think about it to know that it was that Chu Liuxiang, his father had a good relationship with Chu Liuxiang, and every time he made good wine without sound, he would remember to bring him an altar.

"Dad, you're only in your thirties, where are you old."

If his father is old, those on the rivers and lakes who are older than Wuyin will not become old and immortal. He felt that his father just didn't want to remember some small things, as the saying goes, laziness, laziness.

Nangong Ling glanced at his father's face again, and he didn't look like he was in his thirties at all, saying that his brother was believed by someone. Seriously, many people in the beggar gang find it a little strange, and the years seem to have not left a mark on the silent face.

Every time a beggar disciple asked Nangong Ling: "Nangong Ling, why do you say that the deputy gang leader has been so young?" ”

Every time he would reply: "I heard that those who have reached the peak of martial arts will have a good appearance, and the medical skills of the deputy gang leader are also very good, there must be a set of conditioning methods." ”

Speaking of this, Nangong Ling would feel a surge in his stomach, and his father also gave him a drink to regulate his body, which was really unpleasant, but his father drank it with relish.

Wuyin bent his eyes and smiled: "Son, you are not allowed to dislike me when I am really old in the future." ”

Nangong Ling shook his head vigorously: "How can you dislike your father." ”

In his eyes, no matter how it changes, Daddy is always the best-looking and most important person.

"Let's go, let's dig together." Silent shook his empty wine gourd and said.

"Okay." Nangong Ling had forgotten the fact that he had just been pitted by Wuyin, and continued to dig wine with Wuyin.

There are many places where the wine is buried silently, and he will remember a rough idea after each burial, and then when he digs the wine, he will find a random place to dig, and he will not remember that it is empty after digging.

The sun in the sky had risen above them from the eastern sky, and they had not yet dug up the buried wine.

Wuyin frowned and said strangely: "No, I obviously remember that there should be wine here." ”

Nangong Ling's face was almost black to the bottom of the pot, and anyone who had dug up wine for so long and didn't dig out a jar would be speechless.

"Dad, think about it again." Looking at the ground that was dug into a pockmarked face, he was really sympathetic.

After thinking for a while, Wuyin smiled awkwardly: "I finally remembered where I am." ”

This time, it was indeed true, and he really dug up an altar, Nangong Ling was so moved that he was about to cry when he looked at the jar of wine, and finally dug it, it was really not easy. In the future, he really doesn't want to dig wine with Wuyin anymore, if he wants to dig wine, he has to think about where it is first, otherwise digging like this will really make people collapse.

Wuyin slapped the soil off the wine jar and hugged it: "Ling'er, let's go back to the room and open the wine jar." ”

"Hmm."

When he arrived at the door of the room, Wuyin had no hands, Nangong Ling quickly stepped forward and opened the door so that Wuyin could walk in without hindrance.

After putting down the wine jar, Wuyin took out the utensils for selling wine and ripped off the gourd on Nangong Ling's waist and poured the wine into it, saying: "Ling'er, this time you have to go out to run errands, remember to be careful, you can't drink more wine every day, just take a sip." ”

Nangong Ling nodded, his eyes were firmly glued to Wuyin's body, Wuyin's wine, the effect of this wine Nangong Ling was very clear, and he also knew how many precious Chinese herbs were used in it. If outsiders knew that there was such a wine, they would definitely spend a lot of money to buy it, but Wuyin told him that no one would sell this wine, but only drink it for his friends and relatives.

If it weren't for his travel, Wuyin would be reluctant to dig up this wine, and if it was buried for a few more years, the effect would be even better.

The movements of Wuyin's hands were very skillful, and after a while, the gourd was filled with wine.

"Ling'er, give."

Nangong Ling took the full gourd and held the gourd's chubby body with both hands: "Dad, don't worry, I will definitely not let you down." ”

He feels that the happiest thing in life is to have his own relatives, and he still cares about his relatives so much. Although he is different from others, he has no mother, only a father, but his father is better than other people's fathers and mothers combined.

After a while, Wuyin didn't know where to find a special weapon, and then immediately demonstrated the use of it to Nangong Ling, who was dumbfounded.

That weapon can be transformed into a variety of forms, and a change is equivalent to a change of another weapon, which can be used as a judge's pen, can be disassembled to make a pair of short swords, and can be used as a water splitter, etc.

Silently stroked the weapon softly: "This is the first gift that Daddy gave you, you can now be on your own, naturally you have to take advantage of the weapon, although there is a dog beating stick, but I still want to give you another weapon." ”

Nangong Ling solemnly took the weapon, and there was a faint light in his starry eyes: "Thank you, Dad, I like it very much." ”

In the beggar gang, he has seen the world hot and cold, and he has seen a lot of misfortunes, and he doesn't know when he got the blessing to have such a father.

He raised his head slightly and suddenly saw the fine lines at the corners of his silent eyes, and he was slightly surprised: it turned out that his father was not immortal, and there were subtle wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, which were originally smooth.

People will grow old after all, and the so-called immortality is just aging slower than others, Nangong Ling felt sad for a while, he didn't want his father to be old, but there was no way to be old, he made up his mind that when he was older, he wouldn't need his father to do anything, he would take care of his father properly, and he would be fat in vain.

Meow Meow read Nangong Ling's thoughts: white and chubby, if Xiao Yinzi knew that he was smashing like this, would he jump up.

After cleaning up, Nangong Ling got on his horse and waved goodbye to the beggar gang rudder. The place he was going to this time was Quanzhou, which was near the sea, where there had been a lot of strange Dongying ronins recently, and the rudder of the beggar gang in Quanzhou was attacked, so he sent someone to ask the helm for help.

Wuyin and Ren Ci didn't plan to let Nangong Ling go in this matter, but Nangong Ling asked for his own order, and they had to agree, thinking that he could go alone now.

Nangong Ling was galloping, and a falcon scream came from the sky above him, and soon a fat falcon with white feathers rushed down, and when it was about to approach his head, it slowly flapped its wings and flew slowly.

"Chirp, why are you here, go back."

Jiu Jiu raised his head high and refused, then quickly flapped his wings and pecked Nangong Ling's clothes with his beak.

Nangong Ling was helpless: "Okay, you just follow me." ”

The feather on the chirping head seemed to move happily, and the voice of the call was much clearer. Nangong Ling has been taken care of by Nangong Ling since he was born, and Jiu Jiu has a deep affection for Nangong Ling, and every time he helps Nangong Ling to do tasks together, this time he didn't take it because Jiu Jiu was injured, and Nangong Ling was worried that his injury was not healed before he left alone.

But just now, Jiu Jiu was so healthy that he had to go with him to death, and he really had no way at all.

While eating lunch, Jiu Jiu obediently fell to the ground and jumped in front of Nangong Ling, Nangong Ling took out the jerky from the package and handed it to Jiu Jiu's mouth.

Jiu Jiu likes to eat jerky the most, especially the jerky made by Nangong Ling himself, as soon as he saw the jerky, Jiu Jiu's eyes straightened, and he pecked away the jerky and ate it. Nangong Ling looked at the appearance of Jiu Jiu who tilted his head to look at his jerky, and he said with a straight face: "I can't eat anymore, you see that Xiaobai has lost weight." ”

If you don't give it jerky, it will not be happy, and it flutters its wings in protest.

The wings fluttered, and the dust on the ground covered Nangong Ling's face, and Nangong Ling hid his face and coughed lightly: "Chirp!" You're so naughty, tomorrow's jerky will be gone. ”

Jiu Jiu quickly put away his wings and hung his head as if reflecting on his mistakes, Nangong Ling reached out and touched Jiu Jiu's smooth feathers and said softly: "Good, if you eat again, you really won't be able to fly." ”

One person and one bird looked at the small ones with big eyes, and the chirping gaze made Nangong Ling feel that he was really a bad guy.

"The last piece." Nangong Ling took out a piece of jerky and broke a small piece.

Chirping's gaze immediately stuck to the jerky, and when it saw that it could only get a small piece, it was a little sad.