In the end, when Cao Sanmao held a bag of sandbags in one arm, his eyes were wide with anger, and he tried his last strength to run back from the small mountain bag ten miles away, looking at the lively crowd, he finally let out a burst of laughter that could no longer be suppressed. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

But as soon as the laughter began, they quickly covered their mouths in amusement.

Hehe, dare to laugh at your own master, you are impatient, right?

Of course, laughing from the heart is still inevitable, just be careful not to move too much.

As for why you laugh at the end, do you need to say?

The young overseas guest either has a problem with his own brain, or he is deliberately manipulating my master. Serious people, how can anyone be tired to death, and still carry sandbags for themselves? And that bullshit dung pit, black hole, snake nest, fire ring, there is a good way not to go, and there is no way to bypass it, and a fool will hit it by himself like that!

Unconsciously, the noisy scene finally divided into whispering circles, scattered around the venue. Among them, there was a young man, frowning and thinking, but his eyes were always chasing the figure of the literary knife from afar, and he was unwilling to relax for a moment.

Overseas guests have the art of 100 enemies, and it has long been spread all over the cottage. But no one dares to think otherwise. Because, this thing that is more precious than a treasure can only belong to the old man who is high.

But I can't control myself and don't dare to think about it, but I can't control my legs and don't look at it.

Therefore, from the first day of the special training class of the 100-man enemy, the figure of a teenager appeared around all the training grounds on time every day. Then, when I returned to my accommodation, I secretly found a place to go through all the scenes I saw during the day.

These days are very fulfilling, although I can only sleep for a few hours a day, but my energy has never been so good. Although he didn't know what the use of the movements he remembered and didn't remember, and why the overseas visitors forced his master to repeat the same move over and over again, he only remembered one thing:

With such a lot of effort, overseas visitors will not play tricks on the master. The master will not be stupid enough to play tricks on anyone, and he will be willing to train hard every day.

But now it's almost over. But there are still a lot of things he hasn't understood!

Thinking like this, the boy suddenly burst into tears silently.

However, the next scene was something he never dreamed of. Just as he was crying, a figure that was too familiar these days to be familiar suddenly stood in front of him with a smile.

"Why are you crying, is this still the little boy I know?"

As soon as Wendao finished speaking, Cao Sanmao, who came after him, immediately frowned and scolded:

"Mother's old man is too late to be happy, but you are hiding here and crying. Cry your mother's head, laugh at Lao Tzu, don't you hide from a distance every day to watch, do you understand something? ”

The young man was none other than He Yilong with a pair of glass-eyed eyes.

Seeing the owner of the village sweating profusely and suddenly following over, the surrounding bandits and mountain people were about to avoid one after another with some fear, but they were stunned by Cao Sanmao's eyes:

"What are you running, damn it, I'm not a tiger. Now, all of them are pricked up for Lao Tzu to listen—"

"Mr. Xiao said, the art of 100 enemies, Lao Tzu has already started, but it still needs two levels to pass, and I can really have the courage of 100 enemies. This first one is that among you, are there any of you who are not convinced that Lao Tzu has just passed five levels and cut six generals. If there is, anyone can stand up and go to the 200-meter special training belt to give it a try. ”

Saying that, this guy didn't know whether to look forward to it or threaten, and deliberately stared around for a while before adding loudly:

"Don't worry, Lao Tzu promises with my Cao Hongniang that Lao Tzu who can't pass will not ask for guilt, and if he passes, one will be counted as one, and Lao Tzu will be rewarded."

When Wen Dao heard this, he suddenly smiled slightly and said:

"Master Cao Zhai, your words are too general, you have to say what the award is going to be."

After Cao Sanmao was stunned for a moment, he secretly glanced at the knife, and slowly stretched out a finger and shouted:

"Listen up, if you clear the customs like Lao Tzu...... Well, the prize money is consistent, two stones of good rice, and three acres of terraced fields. In addition, promoted to captain. ”

Nie Shengju coughed suddenly, and said distressedly:

"It's too heavy, it's too heavy, sir, such a heavy reward, it will be increased layer by layer in the future, how can the cottage bear it!"

Cao Sanmao was actually playing the drum in his heart, and when he heard the master say this, he immediately inhaled with a grin. If it weren't for the fear that there was still a writing knife standing next to him, I was afraid that he would have to retract his promise immediately.

Wen Dao smiled lightly without hurry, but raised his voice slightly:

"Don't forget the master of Cao Zhai, those who can clear the customs must be a person with a different temperament like the owner of the village. If such a person really emerges, then I have to congratulate the owner of the village. This is in response to that sentence, a thousand armies are easy to get, and it is difficult to find. The things outside the body, in exchange for a good general in the future, are really cheap! ”

At this time, Cao Sanmao did not hesitate at all, and shouted loudly:

"Promoted to captain, and to be the leader of my pro-soldier team, plus a jar of wine."

Before the words fell, dozens of people suddenly poured out like a tsunami in the surrounding mountains. However, under Cao Sanmao's surprised gaze, in the end, more than half of them retreated by themselves. It must have been blown by the mountain wind on the way, and the hot brain suddenly cleared up.

Even though less than ten people stood in front of him, Wen Dao was still twelve points happy.

If any of them can really clear the level, or even complete even half of the items in the subject, they may be a good seedling of the new army of their ideals in the future, a good seed that can be ignited by a spark.

After the names of the nine people were announced, Wendao did not immediately deliberately take out a notebook to write down their detailed overviews. Simply let them line up in a column, and deliberately waited for a while, seeing that no one would stand up to take the test, before taking them away.

At this time, He Yilong suddenly fell to his knees without warning, kowtowed to Cao Sanmao and said:

"Master, please ask for the favor of the master, I want to give it a try too!"

Cao Sanmao was startled, and after seeing that it was He Yilong, he immediately kicked him lightly, and then looked at Wendao and said with a smile:

"You little bunny, I don't know if you should call you a weird and clever person or a fool. What do you think I'm doing here, grandma's bear. Go back at night and tell your mother that the little gentleman has taken a fancy to you and wants you to be his little companion, you know? In the future, even if you thank Mr. Xiao Tzu for the gift, don't fucking embarrass Lao Tzu. ”

With a bang, He Yilong didn't say a word, turned around, and made three bangs at the knife. The movement of the head hitting the ground made everyone's teeth ache when I heard it.