Yunmo said lightly, "Looking at the road monument, it's the Valley of the Wicked." ”

The third master of the leopard opened his teeth and danced his claws, "Do you know who our three brothers are?"

Yunmo clenched his fists as if he was going through the motions, "I didn't ask for advice." ”

"Sun Bao, I am loud, known as the Three Evils. Wow, yes, yes."

"Cheng Hu, people say that there are many evils and many evil people, two evils."

"Qian Long, I am extremely vicious, known as the great evil. Yahhh

Are these three masters here to be funny?

Yunmo laughed haha: "It's really amazing." ”

The three masters of "Dragon, Tiger and Leopard" are independent of each other, and the two stretch out their claws, which in Yunmo's eyes seems to be the sense of déjà vu when a certain Kamen Rider appears.

Yunmo walked over slowly, beat randomly, grabbed Uncle Yi's head and hit the ground, and by the way, he turned around and made a side kick, kicking Uncle Yi's chest, and then grabbing Uncle Yi's neck to give him a series of knee blows.

After Yunmo finished playing, he shook his fan and sat on the stool to see what other tricks the three masters had.

"Ouch, my leg hurts and goes numb."

"Ouch, I can't even move my arm."

"Ouch, I seem to be fine, no, I can't move."

Their acupuncture points were sealed with cloud ink.

Three different cries rang out, a rabble.

Yunmo began to play tricks, "You hurt the meridians, and you can't use force for three months, otherwise you won't be able to get better for the rest of your life." ”

Wang Fugui hid behind the table and shivered, he thought to himself that it was really a human backer, and the mountain would fall, and he thought that there were three big backers, who could be prosperous and rich for a lifetime. Wang Fugui also escaped through the back door.

The three masters knelt down to Yunmo one after another, "Young man, spare your life, spare your life." Forgive the three of us for having eyes and ignorance of the son, spare our lives, just spare us. ”

"Childe is good, just spare us." Leopard San's words came out, and the tone was a yin and yang weirdness.

"Don't you dare to bully the weak?"

"Don't dare, don't dare, don't dare."

"Okay, this son has one more thing to ask you, answer honestly."

"Certainly," the three masters replied in unison.

"How to get around Fugui Village"

Uncle Long said, "Go straight to the east." ”

The second master of the tiger said: "Go straight to the south." ”

The third leopard sissy came with a sentence of "go straight to the north"

"Death does not change, no one says west, it must be west." Yunmo raised his legs and was about to leave, he didn't have time to take care of these little minions.

"Hey, Shaoxia, don't go, what can we do if you leave." That's right, they're still blocked and can't move.

"After ten hours, the acupuncture channel will be automatically unsealed, which can be regarded as a small punishment for you."

The three masters raised their hands as a golden rooster independently, and the other two masters were all miserable with their minions frozen.

"Ah, ten hours, my God"

Yunmo walked out of the inn and saw the shopkeeper staring at the silver ticket in his hand, as if he was enchanted.

"Little second brother, is Fugui Village going west all the time?"

"Just keep going."

"Thanks, are you alright?"

"Of course it's okay, the guest officer just now gave me a hundred taels of silver tickets." Xiao Er couldn't close his mouth with a smile.

"A hundred taels is that."

"That's right, if the son goes, you might as well scold him that maybe there are two hundred taels."

Yunmo vaguely knew who the person he saved was.

Wan Sanqian followed what Xiao Er said and walked forward with a pillar of incense. I saw a stone tablet with the three big characters of Fugui Village engraved on it.

"Fugui Village, Fugui Village, I'm finally here."

He continued to move forward, and on a wooden bridge, there was a man sitting on the ground, and on the ground in front of the man was a pair of words, and the man was muttering that it is appropriate to look at the present and the week, and there is no week to achieve the present.

"The people of Zhou do not see the present time and the moon, but the people of Zhou have been seen this month. The treasure of the country, Confucianism is the treasure of the table, the need for heroes and Hans, and the need for help is not in a hurry. A drop is like nectar when you are thirsty, and it is better to add a cup when you are drunk. There is no money to force the hero to death, and money can make the ghost grind. Wan Sanqian became interested when he saw the words in front of the man, and read them all in one breath.

"If the words are well written, the sentences will be written better." Wan Sanqian looked at the down-and-out man in front of him, "This, this gentleman, look at how you can do this when you are full of poetry and books." ”

"Alas, it's really hard to say, if the uncle has a good heart, help me a down-and-out old student."

"Since it is inconvenient for Mr. to say, I don't need to ask more." Wan Sanqian is not the kind of person with a small belly, so he took out a gold ingot from his bosom and put it on paper.

The old student saw this gold ingot, held it with both hands, and replaced it with something else, "Ah, yellow, gold, gold, gold."

Wan 30,000 walked into Fugui Village, and the village road was quite lively. It is from this name that Fugui Village is not a wealthy village as imagined, but full of mud walls and thatched houses.

On the village road, the troupe is in Zhang Luo, "Come to all the fathers and villagers to see the performance, Shaolin's lost iron head skills"

The troupe saw Wan 3000 and stopped him, "This uncle, take a look, Shaolin's lost iron head skills." The performance is not good, please bear with me, if you think it is exciting, please give a lot of rewards. ”

Wan Sanqian is also like a child, full of interest.

"Brother comes", a prodigy greets his buddies.

They put the tiles on one man's head, and the other smashed them straight down on his head with a sledgehammer.

Thunderbolt, the sledgehammer smashed the tiles to pieces. With such a big impact, can this man's head withstand it?

Seeing this scene, Wan Sanqian cautiously asked, "Master, are you okay?"

The little entertainer who was smashed by the hammer spat blood in his mouth and barely spit out two words, it's okay.

Wan Sanqian was anxious, "What are you spitting blood in your mouth, and you said it's okay." ”

The showman seized the opportunity: "I said it's okay, it's okay." Uncle, if you think my performance is good, please give me a reward. ”

Wan Sanqian was very happy, took out another gold ingot from his arms, and stuffed it into the hands of the showman. "Okay, you deserve it."

The two brothers who were performing arts were afraid that they had never seen gold, and the little one pointed to the gold ingots in the big one's hand and shouted, "Big, big brother, look, gold"

Wan Sanqian continued to walk forward. "Hmph, this place is called Fugui Village, and the whole street is full of beggars."

Indeed, he had been squatting on the side of the road and begging more than he had seen anywhere else.

As he walked, a bold beggar came up, "Uncle, I beg you to make some money, I haven't eaten for several days." ”

Wan Sanqian casually threw him two copper plates. "Thank you, thank you."

It's over this time, how can it be so simple, and another beggar ran up quickly, "Uncle, uncle, okay, give some money, I died yesterday and my father died today, and I don't have money to bury it, and there are a lot of brothers and sisters who haven't eaten for four days, please, okay." ”

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