Could it be that Liu Yiling is not dead!?

Wu Tian hurriedly asked, "Where is it?" ”

"It's buried on the mountainside of Niutou Mountain. But ......" Little Fire Egg glanced around and whispered, "I overheard my parents say that night that it would be haunted when the moon was full, and ghosts would often scream in the middle of the night. ”

The corners of Wu Tian's mouth twitched, thinking that Liu Yiling was not dead, it turned out to be ......

However, he was amused by the young man's expression and said with a smile: "Your parents deliberately scared you." ”

"No, I went there quietly with the dog left, and I went there on the fifteenth and sixteenth nights for three consecutive months, and finally heard it that month, and the sound was really ......" The little fire egg shuddered, and finished speaking: "It's really too miserable, too terrifying." ”

Wu Tian didn't look like a lie, and was about to ask for more details, when suddenly a gong sounded, and then struck a few more times.

When he was confused, he heard the little fire egg excitedly say, "Okay, it's going to be a fight again." ”

"What are you doing?" Wu Tian asked.

"We're fighting with those soft bones in Liujiazhuang." The little fire egg dropped a word, and Mari ran away.

Wu Tian and Meng Jiu hurriedly followed.

Along the way, Wu Tian saw that the men in Fujiazhuang were running in the direction of the bridge, and the situation was like rushing to the market.

When Wu Tian arrived, the bridgehead was already as lively as a bazaar, with the bridge as the dividing line, on one side was the young adults of the Fu family, and on the other side were the young adults of the Liu family, both sides were crowded with people, and the shouts were constant.

Wu Tian roughly estimated that the people on both sides combined, I am afraid that there are more than 100 people, is this 100 people going to fight in groups?

Damn, this formation is too big.

The little fire egg slipped over from nowhere, and asked Wu Tian excitedly: "How is it, it looks good." ”

In the end, he is still a child, and he is excited when he sees a fight, so he doesn't care about the consequences.

"Will you really fight?" Wu Tian asked suspiciously.

"Of course, isn't it a soft egg if you don't fight, you will definitely do those soft bones of the Liu family."

"Aren't you afraid of causing trouble?"

"No, it's with fists, it's only when you have to put a gun on it."

“……”

Wu Tian finally believed the words of the previous tractor master: small things are done, and big things are done with earth guns and cannons.

After a while, the people on both sides should have almost arrived, and representatives from each side stepped forward to speak, and the representative standing in front of the Fu family's team was the shameless Fu Yuan, that is, the old fairy, or the old god.

Almost all of the 100-odd people were between eighteen and forty years old, and only the old god stick was older, which seemed particularly strange.

"At such an age, do you want to go too?" Wu Tian was puzzled.

"Do you mean the old fairy, he can't stop soaking that girl's interests, he blows the sky and scolds people is the number one master in our area, and often scolds the people of Liujiazhuang to vomit blood, and he fights with old interests, when he was young, no one in the village was his opponent."

“……”

Wu Tian was shocked, and finally understood why Xiao Huodan's face was full of admiration as soon as he talked about the old immortals, it turned out that he still had these abilities.

Think about it, can an old man in his sixties be broken like this, can it not be admired, that is, Wu Tiandu has great curiosity about him.

Immediately, Wu Tian saw the old god's kung fu, which was simply like a river, witty words, no matter how elegant or vulgar, they were all masters, and they scolded a group of people in Liujiazhuang, while the people in Fujiazhuang were happy and cheering.

Wu Tian also probably understood the reason for the dispute between the two sides, it turned out that a fruit wholesaler originally had the intention of cooperating with Fujiazhuang, and they all talked about eight or nine years, but they all knew that Liujiazhuang's people were making trouble in the middle, which not only made Fujiazhuang's business yellow, but also poached the fruit merchant.

Fujiazhuang's popularity is not enough, so a gong sounds, thousands of troops and horses will be bridged, and then talk about it first.

Now, the fruit merchant is at the scene, and he has already colluded with the people of Liujiazhuang to make a good statement, but he was deceived and deceived by the old god's sharp mouth, and he immediately exposed his bottom, and he was wiping sweat and didn't know what to do.

Where has he ever seen this kind of formation, hundreds of people, all of them are fierce and evil, and they feel that they have to choose people to eat.

"Boss Jiang."

The old god man screamed, and the person who called was the fruit merchant.

"Just give me a clear word, is it to cooperate with us, or with the group of Wangwang on the other side?"

The people in Fujiazhuang laughed, and Liujiazhuang scolded.

Boss Jiang wiped his sweat and said Tai Chi: "That's it, I'll go back and discuss it with my wife again." ”

"Sensei discussed." The old god shook his hand and said arrogantly: "That's it, whoever wins on both sides of us will cooperate with whomever he wants, and the other side, do you dare?" ”

How dare the people of Liujiazhuang dare, the crowd was surging, and they couldn't wait to rush over immediately.

And Boss Jiang's face twitched, and he was really scorched and tender by this way of decisioning.

"Okay, since we all agree, let's do things according to the old rules, first twenty, three rounds, whoever stands last wins."

As soon as the old god beckoned, twenty strong men immediately came out behind him, with fierce momentum, and they had the strength to level Liujiazhuang all the way.

Liujiazhuang's is not ambiguous, and twenty strong men have also come out.

Without saying a word, the two sides did it at the bridgehead, and the scene was majestic and exciting.

This is really not bragging, as far as Wu Tiandu is concerned, the main reason is that the skills of both sides are not bad, every punch and kick is clear-eyed, very interesting, and more real than those martial arts movies in the TV series.

It's not just one person, but everyone knows how to do kung fu.

This was something that Wu Tian and Meng Jiu didn't expect, and their hearts were extremely shocked.

"Young man, is everyone in your village so interested?" Wu Tian asked in a calm mood.

"Of course, do you think Niujiazhuang is called in vain, insiders call us the village of martial arts, just our members of the National Martial Arts Association in Fujiazhuang are several, every year when recruiting, the recruiting troops are giving us gifts."

“……”

Wu Tian was really speechless, he only knew that there was a Cangzhou County in Hebei Province known as a county of martial arts, and there were several sects in the county, and there were all kinds of orthodox and wild roads, but he didn't expect that there was a martial arts village in this remote place.

It's no wonder that when the young man and Meng Jiu made a move, they were not afraid at all, this is completely a reflection of martial arts.

Seven or eight minutes later, the first group of people had already decided the winner, only one was still standing, and the others were all put down, some were fainted, some were injured and couldn't stand up.

The only person standing was from Fu Jiazhuang, and Wu Tian also knew him, so he met Fu Sanwen at the entrance of the village before, and then chatted warmly for a while.

"Third Uncle Fu is really bloody, and he wins properly every time."

The young man's face was flushed with excitement, and he was probably looking forward to going to the battlefield one day, growing up in such a state of mind and environment, the aggressiveness of children is definitely not comparable to ordinary children.

The old god smiled and blossomed, and with a wave of his hand, another twenty people walked out, plus Fu Sanwen, that is, twenty-one people against twenty people, and the advantage was obviously expanded.

This is the way of rushing handed down from generation to generation in Liangzhuang, three rounds, twenty people in each round, all the way to the end, whoever stands last, who wins.