"I said, I don't take you like this! Have I done less for you all these years? You actually kicked Lao Tzu's job as soon as you came! ”

"Kick the bowl? Kicking the bowl is to save you, do you know who you provoked? ”

"Cut, isn't it the Wang family, what's the big deal, even the king of people and his old man made money back then, not to mention the juniors of several people......"

Hua Shengrong was still stiff-mouthed and chattering, but Yang Jizhi had a straight face on the side, and said very solemnly: "Lao Hua, this is your mistake, we are scholars, we should pay attention to truth-seeking and pragmatism, and pay attention to the style of study, how can we use some things that we ourselves are not sure of to determine the authenticity of to exchange with others?" I didn't know yesterday, and if I knew, I would have stopped you on the spot......"

"Don't pretend!"

smashed another table with one palm, causing both of them to immediately close their mouths, silent as cicadas, Xiao Wenshuang was a little calmer, and suddenly felt funny.

(Do you hate to beat people?) Cultivation is still not enough...... ）

Although she won't admit it, Xiao Wenshuang knows that when she suddenly heard the news of Hua Shengrong, the first thing that surged up was not anger, but a kind of indescribable hope: Hua Shengrong appeared unexpectedly, so, maybe?

Because he knew that he was undertaking a very important task, because he knew that his careful thinking had nothing to do with the current and even the future development of Taiping Dao, Xiao Wenshuang, who was ashamed to face himself, was more powerful and resolute, so that even the Wang brothers who were rubbed with oil and water began to feel that "this guy must have cheated Taiping Dao a lot of money in the past......

After being entangled for a while, Xiao Wenshuang finally figured out that it was not an accident that Hua Shengrong appeared here, for many years, although he has been wandering outside the system of elders with thousands of surnames, he has also been deeply involved in a variety of businesses.

"Especially those businesses that are in an upward channel, have a lot of room for development, and have high profit margins...... It's not a boast, a lot of it was created by the uncle. ”

Boasting that "the important thing is not what the sheep need, but what we want the sheep to buy", the triumphant Hua Shengrong told Xiao Wenshuang that the large-scale cooperation between Qianmen and Qingna was only a matter of nearly ten years, and among them, he first realized that there was a huge space to be excavated, and he should be the first to give advice, recommendation, and even strong promotion to the elders of various branches.

"Of course, everything is on the right track now, but the uncle will come once every year, see old friends, observe new products, inspect new projects or something, how to find good seedlings, and try to bring them out."

“…… Well? ”

With a light in his eyes, Xiao Wenshuang smiled and said, "In this way, you are familiar with the ground...... All right. Over there, Xianghua Shengrong heard that something was wrong, and his face changed slightly.

Tapping lightly on the table, Xiao Wenshuang said leisurely: "I don't care about more guides along the way." As he spoke, he got up and said, "You two, hurry up and pack up, you will have to hurry tomorrow morning!" As he spoke, he ignored the wrinkled bitter gourd faces of Hua Yang and the others, and walked away. The two were left looking at each other.

"Lao Yang, this, you see ......"

"me! Sure enough, it's no good to meet you! ”

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…… Tonight, it seems destined to be sleepless.

After taking care of Hua Shengrong's affairs, it was the middle of the night, Xiao Wenshuang wanted to go back to rest for a while, but when he saw that the north head of Jiaobo Village was bright and the people were noisy, he hesitated, shook his head with a wry smile, and went straight to the north.

Jiaobo Village, east, west, north and south, but more than 1,000 steps in scale, arrived at a moment, saw two groups of people angrily facing each other, straight to the saber rattling.

"These are the people of Huang Na and Tong Na, they are all small clans, and there are only a few thousand people each, because the mountain boundary is connected in one place, and there is often friction in ordinary times."

After watching for a while, I finally understood the reason, the two clans who had old grudges for a long time, because of this Baina Conference came together, the verbal dispute rose to fists and feet, and in the end, the two sects of new hatred and old grudges were intertwined, and decided to understand them one by one.

Judging from the lineup, the advantage of the Huang Na clan seems to be very great, dozens of strong men, each holding his chest, some carrying poles, some are empty-handed, and they are surrounded by them, and they are actually the top players of the seven shares, "Butterfly" Changqin, in the light of the fire, it is obvious that his face is arrogant, and he does not put the copper Na of only a dozen people on the opposite side in his eyes at all.

But the person on the other side of Tongna was also stubborn, and just raised his face and said: "Even if you are ruthless, don't we have friends in Tongna?" ”

Changqin snorted, but he didn't bother to do any verbal disputes, and the Huang Natou over there had already received loudly: "You are called ......" Before he finished speaking, he suddenly opened his mouth and stayed there.

…… The wind turned sharp.

Outside the range of the firelight, more than a dozen people came slowly: walking very slowly, and their movements were quite strange, not moving forward, but dragging them step by step, rubbing the ground and forcibly dragging them over.

"This is, Buna corpse!"

Seeing the appearance of the person who came, the complexion of Xiao Qiyan changed!

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Among the Baina, Buna is the most excluded, and the reason is that they have passed down the method of serving corpses from generation to generation.

Speaking of which, in the witchcraft of the southern Tu tribe, there are many methods for making ghosts serve corpses, and even in today's Heina and Ghost Na, there are also mages who refine this aspect, but those are all sorcerers in the clan. You must know that among the hundreds of thousands of people in a village, there are only one or two wizards, and among the hundred and ten wizards, there may not be one or two who practice ghost arts. Even after the death of his father, the son will refine the corpse, and after the death of his wife, the husband will let the corpse continue to be handled at home...... All these things made the other tribes fear and dislike them, and they turned away from them.

There are four Buna wizards here now, the first one is about fifty years old, with white hair and a gloomy look, and the three behind him are lined up, the oldest is only in his thirties, all of whom are his disciples.

Looking at the people on the other side with disdain, who couldn't suppress the nervous expressions, the wizard slowly raised his hand and said, "It's late, everyone still has to rest." Huang family, you bow your head and admit your mistake, turn around and let the water source out, and forget about this matter. ”

Before the people from Huang Na here could speak, Changqin snorted and said, "Forget it?" Am I here for nothing? ”

The wizard seemed to notice him, and when he looked at him, his expression did not move, but he still said in that slow voice, "Butterfly? ”

"If the maple tree and the copper drum are here, that's it, just you, do you really want to erect this beam?"

The Buna clan rarely walks outside, and Yu Qiyan doesn't recognize it, just looking at his clothes and imposing clothes, he guesses that it should be about one of the nine "Mo Masters" of the Buna clan.

"Although everyone in the Buna tribe can serve corpses, but to use combat, there are still many methods, if you can practice the secret transmission of the "funeral song" in the clan, you can get the name of 'Mo Shi', it is said that in their hands, the power of corpse soldiers can be maximized, and the use is endless."

Facing Chang Qin, who sneered, pulled out his double knives and took a step forward, the old wizard waved his right hand slightly, and the more than ten corpse soldiers took the thick iron chisels from their backs and lined them up in two columns, blocking the center of the battlefield.

Following the wizard's gesture, the three disciples raised the balma leaves in their hands at the same time and began to chant incantations.

"Go, go, go, the butterfly stands at the window and calls you, the bird stands on the tree and calls you, and the mountain monkey stands on the cliff and calls you."

"Go, go, go, the bird will give you a flower pedicle."

"Go quickly, go quickly, the swan will bring you heavenly clothes."

"Go, go, go, the snake will bring you scales."

The content of the three people's chanting was different, and with their singing, the three-color aura gradually appeared, projected in the group of corpses, and Xiao Qiyan watched it attentively, but fortunately he didn't forget to explain it to Xiao Wenshuang and Zhu Shouyi.

"This is the "Song of Walking" of the Buna clan, the cultivation of these three people is not good, these three spell songs, respectively, will add a small amount of speed, strength and defense to the corpse soldiers, but with this level of increase alone, it is no problem to suppress ordinary people like Huang Na, it is not enough to deal with Changqin."

As he said, although Huang Na's soldiers were overwhelmed and retreated step by step, Changqin was like a bamboo, and kept moving forward, he used a double knife, not much change, but the speed was extremely fast, every shot, it was two cold lights, either cutting off the opponent's weapon, or simply breaking the arm and neck, it was really ruthless and abnormal, although the corpse soldiers were already unconscious, but after being cut off their arms, they had no combat effectiveness at all.

"The wizard, he did it on purpose."

Although he is a complete layman in the method of serving corpses, Xiao Wenshuang is proficient in the art of war and warfare, and the battle situation is really clear at a glance.

As he said, when Chang Qin broke through a few more steps forward, the wizard sneered and raised his hand.

"I am an immortal, I am a god."

"It's the twelve ghost gates, I can take you through. It's nineteen divine passes, I can push you through. I'm a master who opens the way for you. ”

"What the hell is it, it's all nonsense, it's all a lie...... I am a ghost, I am a god. You, dead dead, what ghosts and gods are you afraid of? ”

With the slow singing, the fourth aura slowly emerged, but it was extremely small, only affecting the five or six corpse soldiers on Changqin's side.

…… The effect is huge.

The corpse soldiers who were shrouded in this aura were all shocked, and then a light red light emerged from under the skin, and their eyes became even more blood-red, not to mention that their speed and strength had increased significantly, not to mention, their skin and bones seemed to have become tough, Changqin's left hand was slashed off, and he should have removed at least one arm, but he only cut half of it, and he was stuck!

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"I said, stop it."

The obese old man, dressed in a cyan cardigan silk coat, black round cloth shoes, and holding a shisha pipe in his hand, inserted himself into the battle group with an unhappy face. Although he was fat, his movements were as fast as lightning, and he had dragged Changqin out of the group of corpses, followed by his right hand and drew a semicircle, and a few splashes of water burst out of the chimney, as if an invisible boundary had been set up, and the corpse soldiers in front of him all took half a step back!

"Buu, this is my land, can you give some face?"

"Hong Fan ......"

Looking at the elder of the Hongna clan expressionlessly, the wizard "Buu" Mu Ran said, "What's the matter with you?" ”

The old man said "hey" and said, "Of course it's none of my business...... You two groups of eight lambs are going to beat out the dog's brain, and it's my business? ”

"But this is my family's stockade, and I don't know how many merchants pass by every year...... Are you fucking pulling these living corpses here to open up a film with someone, are you going to make me in the face?! As he spoke, he scolded, but he didn't let go of Changqin's side, and he greeted the two of them at once, and they didn't feel tired, but they became more and more rising, and they talked endlessly, even Huang Na Tongna didn't let go.

This old man has a kind face, and his temperament is like that of a rich man in the Central Plains, but this opening is foul language, endless, and it is inferior to the lowest level of ruffians and hooligans, Xiao Wenshuang and others were all dumbfounded, only Xiao Qiyan smiled bitterly, and said again and again: "This old man, the more he lives, the more muddy he becomes!" ”

It turns out that this old man is the head of the Hongna family, Hongna for hundreds of years, has always envied the Xia people's education, and spared no effort to learn, his real name is Red Bat, but because of his association with the Xia people, he changed his name to "Hong Fan", and called himself "Mr. Wufu", but no one recognized him in Baina, and he was called "Red Bat" behind his back.

"The Hongna clan has been passed down from generation to generation, and they are good at fire, and they are the nemesis of the Buna corpse soldiers, so this old man is arrogant, and Buu has to give some face, and then talk about it...... He was the first to take advantage of this. ”

Sure enough, after Buu looked at the Tongna people and shook his head silently, and Changqin also had a gloomy face, and after he put away his sword and retreated, the Huang and Tong clans stopped fighting, and each put a few mouth cannons in the air, and dispersed separately.

…… When I looked up, I saw the morning light in the east.

Rubbing his face with a wry smile, Xiao Wenshuang said to Zhu Shou Qiyan: "I can't rest, let's hurry!" ”