Luo Cheng began to eat food, and when he arrived in Sichuan, he naturally wanted to eat the most authentic hot pot.

Luo Cheng went out to borrow a pot, and Luo Cheng's wife, a full peasant woman, couldn't say anything, and she couldn't speak Mandarin well, and they couldn't understand Sun Yi when she spoke the Sichuan dialect, but the Sichuan accent was very good.

The woman began to make hot pot base in the cauldron, and Meng Lan wanted to follow along, but after a while, she sneezed out of the kitchen, it was so spicy, so spicy that she couldn't stand it.

After a while, Luo Cheng came back with a copper pot, followed by an old man, an old lady, and a middle-aged man who was somewhat similar to Luo Cheng, but his hair was more lush.

For the old man, Sun Yi has always been respectful, and hurriedly came out of the house, and the old man began to bow to Sun Yi from afar, and Sun Yi also hurriedly returned the salute.

"Young man, the affairs of the Luo family are still bothering you!" The old man said to Sun Yi in Mandarin with a slight dialect.

"You are too polite, I hit it off with Luo Yuantang at first sight, I am still very happy that he can open this mouth to me!" Sun Yi said with a smile.

"Let's go, go into the house, it's cold outside!" The old man hurriedly said.

Sun Yi secretly said in his heart, the inside of the house is not much warmer than the outside, this weather is really suitable for eating hot pot.

When Luo Cheng was preparing the hot pot, the old man also introduced himself, he was the old man of the Luo family, Luo Haoran, and the old lady next to him was his old wife Luo Yang, the old lady Yang was not simple, she was the descendant of Yang's Taijiquan, and the Luo family's splitting and hanging palms integrated a lot of Tai Chi essentials, which can be regarded as a unique way.

The middle-aged man who is somewhat similar to Luo Cheng is called Luo Hu, the sixth in line, and he is a heavyweight in the Luo family.

The hot pot is quickly ready, a plate of mutton, and two plates of cockroach, green vegetables and tofu are indispensable.

Sun Yi is already a little impatient to try the authentic Sichuan hot pot, it is so spicy that it is called a cool, but he always feels that something is not quite right, maybe he is used to the so-called authentic hot pot in the north after improvement.

After eating for a while, I poured a few glasses of wine, touched a glass with Mr. Luo Haoran, and then touched a glass with Luo Hu, and then said: "Old man, the distant cousin is not very clear on the phone, you can tell me what is going on, how to solve the matter, solve it as soon as possible, I will go home for the New Year, you can not give less to our Sichuan specialties!" ”

"Haha, I just like a bright and happy young man like you!" The old man Luo Haoran drank all the wine in the cup, no matter how he looked at Sun Yi, he felt pleasing to the eye, and he could be recommended by his own genius-like Yuantang, this young man must be unusual, Luo Yuantang is above the top, and ordinary people don't look at it at all.

After Luo Haoran told the story as if he was reminiscing, Sun Yi's eyes widened more and more when he heard it, and the scene like a martial arts novel was really staged in reality.

Luo Haoran's father was originally a Taoist priest here, and if there are Taoist priests, there will naturally be monks, and he is still a great monk on the plateau, and the well water on both sides does not interfere with the river water.

However, the Chinese turmoil was very turbulent that year, and later it involved some things on the plateau about the recovery, and the Taoist priest and the monk finally broke up and became an undying enemy.

The monks naturally can't go back, the monks in the temple escaped into the Shennong Ridge to live in seclusion, and although the Taoist priest has made great contributions, but it is not good, the turbulent years were beaten into a bull ghost snake god, suffered a lot of injuries, the monks took advantage of the time to go down the mountain to purchase, killed the old Taoist, at that time, Luo Haoran was in the prime of life, chased all the way into the Shennong Ridge, and was injured by the great monk.

If it weren't for the special reasons of the times, I was afraid that those monks would rush out of the mountain to destroy the Luo family, and after the end of the turbulent era, there was no less conflict between the descendants of the Taoist priests and the disciples of the monks, but this time the conflict was particularly strict.

Sun Yiqiang endured his curiosity, and didn't ask him how the Taoist priest could have a son, this is not according to the routine, maybe it is someone's private matter, and he is not good to ask more.

"Why is there such a conflict now?" Sun Yi asked.

Luo Haoran smiled bitterly and said: "The new generation of disciples of the monks has grown up, and their strength is quite weak, the middle-aged monk who seriously injured my third son a few days ago has even reached the point of dark strength!" ”

"Dark energy? What's that? Sun Yi was stunned, although he didn't fight and kill, but it was the first time he really came into contact with the martial arts family and heard some secret things.

All the people in the Luo family, including Luo Cheng's wife, looked at Sun Yi with a strange gaze, and then looked at each other a few times, there was a little more surprise in their eyes, they didn't even know that they could be invited to help by Yuantang?

Sun Yi saw their surprise and said with a smile: "Actually, I am not a martial artist, and I don't have much research on martial arts, I just rely on my good body and strength to rampage, I don't have any other skills, just resist fighting, even Luo Yuantang gives me a few beats, I can stand it!" Sun Yi said as he sandwiched two pieces of boiled cockroach meat for Meng Lan, and he was busy stuffing a piece into his mouth, this wild cockroach tasted very good, close to the fish head soup of the fathead fish in the north.

A look of surprise flashed in the eyes of the old man Luo Haoran, he knew very well what kind of strength his own son and nephew had, he had touched the edge of the dark energy as early as two years ago, this kind of strength, this young man can withstand it, it is really not simple.

Luo Haoran took the trouble to explain that in addition to a few hard qigongs in Huaxia martial arts, most martial arts are actually practiced in addition to being scattered.

Those who can practice into bright strength, the strength is like a needle, the soles of the feet take root, and the collapse is like thunder, which is already a rare master, and the dark energy goes further, the strength is completely restrained, and the practice is practiced all the time between walking, sitting and lying.

To put it simply, there is no problem for the Ming Jin master to punch out and break a tree with thick legs, but the dark Jin master punches it over, maybe the appearance of the tree is still the same, but the inside can be a mess, the use of strength is different, and the dark energy is even more clever.

And the old man Luo Haoran is a master of dark energy, and further up, it is said that there are also masters of the innate level, rejuvenated like a fairy, but only in the legend of zài, with Luo Haoran's identity, he has never seen such a master, and the most powerful is the peak of dark energy.

Luo Haoran said and made an analogy, a green brick, Luo Cheng split it into two with one palm, and the old man Luo Haoran slapped it with one palm, the brick was still a brick, but with a slight pinch, it was already crispy.

Sun Yi was like listening to the book of heaven, and he was straight at the teeth, if it weren't for Luo Yuantang as a guarantor, and the old man Luo Haoran really demonstrated, he really thought that these people were playing with themselves as Sundays.

"Old Man Luo's strength is superb, and there is no problem in dominating the rivers and lakes, why do you still want to ask me for foreign aid?" Sun Yi asked.

Old Man Luo smiled bitterly and said: "The people in the rivers and lakes value a generation the most, and it is also a face, the monks are all disciples of the small generation, if I make a move, even if I win, my face will be ugly!" ”

Sun Yi was a little speechless, and couldn't figure out what they thought about losing their lives for the sake of face, if they followed his words, they would directly carry two guns into each other's lair, how many monks would be happy with one headshot.

Sun Yi didn't know what Luo Haoran thought, it must be not just because of his seniority, but he came to help, how the master said to help, how to help himself, it was useless to say more.

After eating a hot pot, Luo Cheng's wife went to clean up with the pot, Sun Yi and they chatted around the fire, at this time, the door was pushed open, and a young man in his thirties walked in with a black face, looked at Sun Yi first, and said with a stinky face: "Grandpa, he is the helper invited by my cousin!" ”

"Yuanjing, how do you speak, Mr. Sun is our invited guest!" Luo Haoran shouted.

Sun Yi was slightly stunned, and then hurriedly waved his hand, "It's okay, it's okay!" ”

Sun Yi pondered for a while and understood what was going on, it seems that not every Luo family welcomes him, as for whether there is any misunderstanding in this, whether there are some other things, Sun Yi doesn't plan to care, since he doesn't plan to care, he can't ask deeply, as long as he does what Luo Yuantang entrusted him to do, and then lead Sister Menglan around as a tour, find a time to see the giant panda, and then you can go home.

Luo Yuanjing's heart is not to mention how depressed he is, he is not angry with Sun Yi, but his own limelight was taken away by Sun Yi, among the three generations of disciples of the Luo family, in addition to Luo Yuantang, Luo Yuanjing is the most powerful, although he is not as perverted as Luo Yuantang, but in the Luo family, he is also the third master after the old man and Luo Yuantang.

Opportunities always come side by side with risks, this is a risk for the Luo family, and it is also an opportunity for his Luo vision.

Luo Yuanjing knew very well in his heart that even if he achieved himself, he was afraid that the Luo family would be seriously damaged, and finding foreign aid at this time had become the best choice.

He is clear in his heart, but it does not mean that his mood will be happy, his heart is still very unhappy, like a child who has been robbed of his favorite toy, for this situation, Sun Yi can only say that he has been used to it since he was a child.

As soon as Luo Yuanjing sat here, he asked with an unkind face: "Mr. Sun, you were invited by your cousin Yuan, so it stands to reason that I shouldn't have any doubts!" ”

"Oh, thank you, then don't doubt it!" Sun Yi interrupted Luo Yuanjing's words and said lightly, He is not his own son, who is used to your stinky problem.

Luo Yuantang was choked by Sun Yi's words and rolled his eyes, Lao Tzu is polite, you are still serious, so angry that Luo Yuantang stood up suddenly.

"Mr. Sun, I don't know what kind of martial arts you are good at Tai Chi, Bagua, Baji, Wing Chun, and Changquan?"

Sun Yi shook his head with a smile and said: "I'm not good at anything, you can understand it this way, I don't know martial arts at all, I only have brute strength!" ”

This book originated from reading a book