readx;??? In the old man's house, there are two tables above and below the kang, and the tables are full of all kinds of game: roasted rabbits and pheasants, large pots of flying dragon soup, fried sparrows, steamed carp, forest frogs in sauce, and of course, large bowls of sorghum liquor. The table at the www.biquge.info of the pen and fun pavilion was full of men in tattered clothes, eating meat, drinking in large bowls, shouting loudly to persuade them to drink and toast, and it was very lively.

Ling Yang walked into the house embarrassedly, looked around, and didn't see the figure of the nine-fingered old man, so he squeezed to the table and said with a dry smile: "It looks delicious, it just so happens that I'm hungry too."

As soon as Ling Yang tore off a chicken leg and brought it to his mouth, the table suddenly became silent, and everyone stopped their chopsticks and cast contemptuous glances at Ling Yang together.

Ling Yang knew in his heart that he had set fire to other people's Taoist temples, and he had become an unwelcome guest, so he was embarrassed to eat other people's things again, so he simply threw away the chicken leg in his hand: "If you don't eat it, you won't eat it, what's the big deal."

Ling Yang picked up a pair of chopsticks, rolled his eyes and knocked on the dishes on the table: "You group of law-blind people, protect animals and dare to cook and eat, I will definitely not be in the same stream as you."

The men at the table didn't pay any attention to Ling Yang at all, and continued to drink noisily. A fat woman walked into the kitchen, carrying four or five large plates full of cooked meat from palm to shoulder, and on one arm, still walking like the wind, and the broth on the plate did not spill at all.

The woman pushed away Ling Yang, who was swallowing dry saliva, and said in a rough voice: "Stay out of the way, don't delay the old lady to serve the food."

The woman's hand was like a big fan, almost slapping Ling Yang away, staggering to the kang, and falling to the ground on all fours. Ling Yang just wanted to be angry, but he saw that the woman exposed a piece of her wrist outside the cuff, faintly flowing with a bright metal color, and it seemed that she was an out-and-out "iron-armed Arhat", and the mean words that had reached her throat were swallowed back into her stomach.

Seeing Ling Yang's embarrassment, the men laughed loudly together, and the strange ridicule of yin and yang continued to reach Ling Yang's ears, even with Ling Yang's face as thick as a city wall, he was slightly red with shame.

"Oh, what a weak little white face, I'm really pitiful."

"I don't think so, people see that the second sister-in-law is good-looking, and pretends to be weak and pitiful in front of the second sister-in-law, second sister-in-law, do you say it?"

"This kind of waste that even a woman can't stand with a palm, it's strange that the second sister-in-law can take a fancy to him, or brother, I am physically strong, compared to those big straw bales that are outside of gold and jade, I don't know how many times stronger the second sister-in-law, you better turn your mind to your brother, hahahahaha"

The fat woman laughed and scolded a few times, glanced at Ling Yang with slanted eyes, obviously knew what Ling Yang had done, and snorted disdainfully, before turning back to the kitchen to help.

Ling Yang was furious, and used a carp to fight up, Huo Ran jumped up from the kang, his arms shook, and he also simulated the form of an iron-armed Arhat, and he was about to be rough with the few men who laughed at him just now.

The men despised what Ling Yang had done, and were annoyed that Ling Yang had kidnapped the old hall master and set fire to the Taoist temple halfway up the mountainside, which was intended to provoke Ling Yang, and they were not afraid, they still drank wine and ate meat, but they quietly squinted at Ling Yang, secretly clenched their fists, and once Ling Yang dared to make the first move, he would immediately rush up and beat him, and he would not give up if he did not beat Ling Yang out of anger.

"Okay, don't make trouble" The old man's majestic voice came from the back room: "Boy Ling, Brother Nine Fingers, please come in and talk." ”

Ling Yang raised his middle finger at the men at the table, put on a face of "you wait and see", and then swaggered into the back room. The room was boiling warm, there was a small square table on the kang, cups and plates were like cups, the meat and vegetable soup was steaming, the nine-fingered old man and the old man on crutches were sitting cross-legged, and the dumb boy was standing on the edge of the kang, pouring wine for the two old men.

Nine Fingers has changed into a clean robe, the Emei crown has been removed, the gray hair is pulled into a bun, it looks like a fairy wind bones, but the hair is scorched, and the original long eyebrows have also been burned into two short pieces, which is very funny.

Ling Yang snatched the wine glass from the dumb boy's hand and drank it in one gulp. Moistened his throat, then sighed and said: "Okay, I know you all don't look down on me, I'll take the road to the outside of the village now, is it back to the way it was?"

"It's all here, what are you doing in a hurry" The old man on crutches smiled at Ling Yang: "Come, accompany the two of us to have a few drinks and have a good chat."

"That's not good"

Ling Yang glanced at the old man with a calm old face, and didn't dare to agree immediately.

The nine-fingered old Dao was not lightly harmed by Ling Yang, and the Taoist temple turned into a pile of rubble, not to mention, even his fingers were pulled off by Ling Yang, and his face was dull. However, considering Ling Yang's identity, Lao Dao still snorted coldly: "Are you deaf, let you go to the kang to eat, didn't you hear it, why are you there like a demented child, just now there were fires all over the mountains, where is that joy and jumping energy?"

Ling Yang just wanted to get away with it, and he didn't plan to leave at all. Hearing the tone of the nine-fingered old man, he immediately took off his shoes and ran onto the kang, grabbed a piece of rabbit meat and chewed it: "Don't say it, setting fire is really a hard work, and I'm about to starve to death after a day, it tastes really good."

The nine-fingered old man was full of anger, and he just wanted to attack on the spot, but he was stopped by the old man on crutches in time with his eyes, and said kindly to Ling Yang: "Ling boy, my aunt and grandmother have a life, let us do our best to assist you in walking on the rivers and lakes." But after all, it's the first time I've seen you, and this matter is about the safety of the hundred and ten brothers, me and the nine-fingered brother have to be careful, Ling boy, don't be surprised."

Ling Yang just finished gnawing a rabbit head, tore off half of the fried sparrow, stuffed it into his mouth, and ate it with oil: "It's okay, I'll just be bitten by a mad dog on the street and fly into a small scene."

"You little brute" The nine-fingered old man couldn't wait to swallow Ling Yang alive into his stomach, and the two pecans he was playing with in his hand were immediately crushed.

"Nine-fingered brother, don't be impulsive" The old man on crutches across the table, pressed the big hand of the nine-fingered old man, and said with a pleasant face: "Ling boy, I know that you are dissatisfied with our temptation to you, but the stakes are very high, and we have no choice but to do it I heard the dumb child say, my aunt and grandmother have passed the talisman of the old copper master to your hands, forgive the old man for being presumptuous, if it is convenient, can you borrow it for a while"

"It's just a broken stone, and it can't be eaten or drunk, what's inconvenient" Ling Yang reached into his arms, held the Pixiu talisman with his greasy hand, ripped it off the red thread around his neck, and threw it on the table nonchalantly: "Just look at it"

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