Chapter 168: My Senior Brother Is Not Human

Three days later, according to the Huang calendar, it was a very auspicious day.

On such a sunny morning, Fang Zhongyong took a few friends to the farm outside the city to go out, and by the way, he met the so-called "adult". In order not to cause complications, none of the wives and children were brought, and the core members of the gang didn't bring either, so they brought a Meng Qingping with a few big dog legs.

Wouldn't it be a shame for a dignified marquis to go out of the city to play without a beautiful woman?

Fang Zhongyong also thought that if Zhao Zhongzhong could be successfully solved, he would arrange Meng Qingping in the farm. It's okay to hide the gold house, eat clean and wipe your mouth, ahh Are people like that?

All the way is swaggering through the market, and God hates ghosts. completely ignoring the pedestrians on the street, they went on a rampage, in exchange for scolding and countless rotten dishes.

Just the gongs and drums are noisy, and the firecrackers are ringing in unison, so that everyone knows that the merry and talented Fang Zhongyong, Fang Houye is going to play outside the city, maybe there will be a masterpiece coming out, so look forward to it!

Zheda and the others rode high-headed horses, carrying sabers at their waists, with scars on their faces, and murderous aura all over their bodies, and the gods and ghosts hid, and they didn't dare to hate it anymore.

Good guys, is this going to rebel, or is it going to destroy who is full of people?

The soldiers guarding the gate were hindered by their duties, so they had to have the courage to step forward to investigate: "I don't know who the nobleman is, what is the business trip out of the city?" ”

Fold his eyes wide: "Blind! Can't you see the banner of Hou Ye? He also pointed with his hand very much, and he had just recognized the banner of "Qin Ci Founding Marquis".

Li Er is much more stable: "I'm tired and asked." My lord heard that there was a disturbance in Qinci's farm recently, so I went to check one or two. Please also check carefully to avoid any contraband. ”

Fang Zhongyong showed his face from the carriage at the right time to prove that he was himself.

In Bianliang, there are really not many people who don't know Fang Zhongyong's face.

The city gate official is also a fan of Fang Zhongyong, although he is not very iron, but at least he still knows him. Even if you don't know each other, it doesn't matter, under this blue sky and white sun, no bold guy will dare to pretend to be Hou Ye. If you are caught, it is a big crime to rob your family and exterminate your family.

Nodding his head, he bowed, and the city gate official smiled at him: "Don't dare, don't dare!" You go well, don't send. ”

These people sent Fang Zhongyong and his party, who didn't look like a good person, out of the city like a plague god. There were people next to him who didn't know Fang Zhongyong, it was very strange how the city gate official, who had always been a little arrogant, became so kind?

"You know a!" The gatekeeper did not change his kindness, "Do you know who that is?" You turtle! I just came out of the country. ”

There's no way, just like the people of the imperial capital see everyone as a fart people, and the people of the demon capital see everyone as a poor ghost, the people of Bianliang are the richest and most prosperous district in the entire Great Song Dynasty, and it is forgivable to be arrogant!

is arrogant to others, Fang Zhongyong can understand, his identity is different. But a few flower arms in front of him, pretending to be some big-tailed wolf, blocked the way, saying that there were nobles resting in front of them, afraid that worldly people would disturb their minds.

The old man said shyly: "Master Hou, he dares to steal your words!" Do you want to beat him up? ”

can bring out his jokes about Chen Lin in such a grand manner, and dare to provoke the genuine version in such a grand manner, which is probably the main one.

Fang Zhongyong smiled slightly, and said to a Zhengtai who had been sitting quietly in the carriage: "Senior brother, it's up to you next." ”

That Xiao Zhengtai is none other than Zhang Sanfeng, who I haven't seen for a few years. When Fang Zhongyong was worried about Zhao Zongshi and had nothing to do, Zhang Sanfeng, who had traveled with his master for several years, came to the door without dying.

I asked him where the fire dragon real person had gone, and he said he didn't know. I knew that the unreliable master suddenly felt something, and only left a verse: The Taoist number is even the same as Zheng Huolong, and the name is hidden in the void. Since the degree of Sanfeng, it has been returned to the weak water east of Penglai.

Another note was attached, saying that he wanted to go to the east of Dongying to see the end of the sky, and the fate with Mitoyo was over, and the rest depended on Mitoyo's own fate.

A teenager, no matter how profound you are, martial arts are world--whether Zhang Sanfeng at this time is as bullish as he was later, I'm afraid there are still doubts - after all, he lacks experience in dealing with the world. Fortunately, Huolong, the unreliable master, finally came back to a reliable one, and stopped talking about the cloud mountain fog cover, and said bluntly, just go to your unreliable senior brother, and your future will be on him.

After listening to Zhang Sanfeng's introduction, and then looking at the little Zhengtai who was originally clear-eyed and dirty, like calling Hanako, Fang Zhongyong couldn't wait to scold the fire dragon guy. Considering that he probably couldn't beat him, insulting his uncle would also lose his identity as a literati, so he had to give up.

No, after washing Zhang Sanfeng well, Fang Zhongyong took Xiao Zhengtai out to play, and by the way, Zhengtai to Zhengtai, demon to demon.

Whether Zhao Zhongzhong is a demon or not, I can't see it for the time being, but Zhang Sanfeng, whether it is a wild history legend or an official history record, is a standard demon. According to folklore, Zhang Sanfeng has lived for more than 500 years, this is an old goblin!

Old goblin, uh no, Zhang Sanfeng, who is still a little Zhengtai, is very annoyed.

It's not that it's annoying the task assigned by Senior Brother Fang Zhongyong, no matter how powerful Zhao Zongshi is, can he be better than Master? It's not me who blows, I have been wandering the rivers and lakes with my master for many years, and I haven't seen anyone who can fight.

Senior brother is also true, the bigger the official, the less courage he gets. Although my brother's martial arts are a little worse than mine, it's not like he can't even beat a little kid, right? What a ridiculous brother.

Zhang Sanfeng was annoyed by the other goblin sitting in the carriage, the female goblin Meng Qingping. Everyone is a demon, you play with your poisonous insects, I practice my Taoism, the well water does not interfere with the river water, and the old and dead do not get along, isn't it wonderful?

You pinched and grabbed along the way, what do you want to do? It doesn't matter how many small worms you put in, anyway, Master and I don't eat less of these things, although the raw ones don't taste very good, they are also quite wild. You're pinching your face and grabbing your breasts, are you doing it?

It's not good, the hand of the bewitching goblin reached over again, and she still went down three ways to say hello, and at the same time, released her natal snake Xiaoqing. Is this going to play to my death?

Zhang Sanfeng slapped Meng Qingping's ill-intentioned hand away with one palm, and then twitched it with the sleeve of his robe, so "Xiaoqing" didn't know where to fly, and said coldly in his mouth: "Sister-in-law, please respect yourself!" ”

Hearing the title of "sister-in-law", Meng Qingping didn't cause trouble anymore, and she didn't get angry when she didn't know the life and death of her pet. With a light cough, Meng Qingping tidied up her clothes, and her mouth was about to crack behind her ears: "I hate it!" People are still big girls who haven't been out of the cabinet, and they don't even have a mother-in-law, how can they be called sisters-in-law? Brother Fang, you said yes, right? ”

Fang Zhongyong smiled bitterly: "Sanfeng, you still call Sister Qingping!" ”

Zhang Sanfeng was just about to receive the order, Meng Qingping's eyes widened, and he grabbed it with his hands. Zhang Sanfeng was stunned in seconds, and honestly called his sister-in-law again.

Looking at Zhang Sanfeng with such a pus, Fang Zhongyong was angry: "Just like you, you dare to say that you want to overthrow Zhao Zongshi, do you know how powerful he is?" ”

"Could it be that he has a profound Taoism and a mastery of martial arts?"

"Helpless."

"Oh, could it be that he is the chosen one, and his luck is monstrous?"

"Well, it's true that luck is very strong, but it's not long, it's only five years!"

When Zhang Sanfeng heard this, he smiled proudly: "Five years of luck, even if he has great luck, what can he do?" When Master was wandering outside the world, he had already seen the fortune for me, saying that I had been lucky for hundreds of years. Haha, just five years, what's the fear? ”

Zhang Sanfeng had just finished bragging, and suddenly remembered something: "It's not right! Master said that you are coming from a strange place, and you are going to a very small place, and it is beyond human power to see it. Little urchin, how can you be afraid of him? You're hiding something from me, aren't you? ”

Fang Zhongyong felt a little embarrassed, and let a child take up the thunder for himself, it seemed that he was easy to be struck by lightning! I decided to tell the truth, so as not to provoke thunder.

He lowered his voice and said very strangely: "I have also learned the method of observing people with my master, if I am not mistaken, Zhao Zongshi has a ninety-five appearance." ”

Ninety-five, that's the emperor! The emperor of five years can't afford to offend!

In order to maintain his image as a loyal and kind senior brother, Fang Zhongyong continued to tell the truth: "The next emperor should be his son, who has reigned for eighteen years. ”

Zhang Sanfeng almost cried: "You are really not alone!" ”