Ji De pursed his lips and smiled, and said, "Although there is some truth, it can't be generalized. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info Hardcore guns and toughness guns have their own strengths, and if you are a master, it is difficult to beat with a toughness gun. Look at the woman's way of holding the gun, it looks like the Yang family's gun. It is estimated that he is performing on the street, but he hides his own family and deliberately plays fancy. ”

"Yang's gun?" Meng Jiucheng looked back at Ji De and said with a smile: "Brother, your eyesight is very powerful, it seems that he is a master of using guns." ”

"I don't dare to call myself a master, I just happened to see it." Ji De waved his hand humbly, picked up the teacup again, and sipped it gently.

"Then this is the Yang family's marksmanship in Tianbo Mansion?" Meng Jiucheng asked with interest.

Ji De drank tea in his mouth, smiled on his face, and shook his head slightly.

"That-" Meng Jiucheng rolled his eyes and thought about it, suddenly remembered something, and slapped his thigh, "That's Yang Miaozhen's pear flower gun!" ”

Ji De took a sip and squirted out the tea, his face was red, and he coughed again and again.

Ji Xian's face was a little weird, as if he wanted to laugh, but he held back. looked at Ji De, and then at Meng Jiucheng, who looked confused, he couldn't bear it, he chuckled twice in his throat, and said: "Meng Guanren actually knows the name of Yang Siniang, and also knows the pear flower gun?" ”

"Isn't it—" Meng Jiucheng looked even more puzzled, "Aren't you all fellow villagers in Shandong?" Yang Miaozhen is not known as a twenty-year-old pear flower gun, an invincible opponent in the world...... Well? No, no, I said it wrong. ”

Ji De finally stopped coughing, his expression was strange, but it was not Ji Xian's, he took out a handkerchief and wiped his mouth, and asked suspiciously, "Where did you hear that?" Then why was Yang Miaozhen so arrogant? ”

"Wrong, hehe." Meng Jiucheng laughed twice, rubbed his nose with his index finger, and said, "Think how old Yang Miaozhen is, at most twenty, right?" Sure enough, it was a false rumor, and even a certain family almost believed it. ”

Ji De and Ji Xian glanced at each other, and they both saw that Meng Jiucheng was insincere. You must know that the transmission of information was very slow at that time, not to mention Yang Miaozhen, even Yang An'er, who was the king, was rarely known in the Song Dynasty. And Yang Miaozhen's pear flower marksmanship and the statement that the world is invincible are descriptions of later generations, and they are also indispensable for exaggeration.

"Hey, which Yang family's marksmanship is she using?" Meng Jiucheng didn't wait for them to ask again, and preemptively diverted the topic.

Although Ji De was puzzled in his heart, he had no choice but to answer, "It's Yue Wumu's general Yang Zaixing's marksmanship, and she can't learn it completely, so it is estimated that she will only have three moves and two styles." ”

Yang Zaixing, a very awesome and powerful general!

Meng Jiucheng nodded, then turned his head to look out the window. The girl had already put away her gun and stood up, and a middle-aged man was waving to the onlookers, talking about begging for money.

If it is in a state or county further south, you can barely make a living. But this Chuzhou, although it has been governed by Ying Chun, there are still few people and poor, there are many spectators, but there are few donors.

"It's a pity that the marksmanship of the famous anti-gold generals can't even mix it up now." Meng Jiucheng couldn't help sighing, and remembered the embarrassment of his eldest brother Wang Zhongfeng at that time, raised his hand and called the guy next to him, and ordered: "Let's go outside and invite the performer, just say that there are fellow villagers who want to talk to them about something." ”

"Meng Guanren wants to learn the Yang family's marksmanship?" Ji De guessed and said, "I'm afraid this will not be easy. ”

Meng Jiucheng blinked, smiled slightly, and said, "I suddenly had an idea, but when I had the opportunity, I found someone to compete." It doesn't matter if you win or lose, I just think it's a way to improve your martial arts. What do you think? ”

"This-" Ji Xian estimated that his martial arts were not high, and he didn't have much research, so he snorted for a moment and said uncertainly: "It should be possible, right?" ”

Ji De seemed to smile and said lightly: "I heard that playing chess with a master can greatly increase chess skills; If you play against mediocrity......"

Playing chess with a stinky chess basket naturally gets more and more stinky the more you play. Ji De wanted to speak and stopped, but Meng Jiucheng also understood.

"If you are a person, you will have strengths, and if you know martial arts, you will have moves, even if your kung fu is not as good as yours, you may use strange moves that you didn't expect." Meng Jiucheng also seemed to be smiling, and said: "The accumulation of actual combat experience is multifaceted, and there may be a clever way to defeat others, or there may be a sense of being defeated. ”

Oh, Ji De raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Okay, what Meng Guanren said is also reasonable. Even ordinary people who don't know martial arts, they have to be careful to deal with it. But don't want the gutter to capsize, and be knocked to the ground. ”

How does this sound like a mockery? Meng Jiucheng stared at Ji De, pondering his words. Under the aggressive gaze, Ji De seemed to be a little annoyed and a little shy, and lowered his head not to look at Meng Jiucheng.

Cut, a big man, what do you have, still hiding? If I don't want to be looked at, I'll just say a domineering "what do you see", and then, hum, hehe.

Thinking like this, Meng Jiucheng couldn't help but look away.

The two performers who were invited by the guy quickly alleviated the atmosphere of some inexplicability.

"Ladies and gentlemen." The middle-aged man stepped forward and said loudly: "Under the surname Mu Mingyi, dare to ask which fellow villager invited, what do you want to say?" ”

Well? Lao Tzu overthrew Rong'er, who looked like a little witch, in Yingchun Fang, and today he still has to compete with Mu Nianci to recruit relatives?

Regarding the duplicate name, Meng Jiucheng already had some resistance, the surprise on his face flashed, and he stretched out his hand with a smile and said: "The two of you, please sit down, please sit down and talk." ”

Ji De just glanced up, pursed the corners of his mouth slightly, and didn't say anything.

Ji Xian hurriedly said: "If you talk about fellow villagers, my little nephew and I are, please don't be suspicious." ”

Hearing Ji Xian's accent, Mu Yicai was a little relieved, introduced his daughter Mu Rongjuan, and asked her to sit at the table next to her, while she sat down to talk.

"It turns out that he is still an official?!" Knowing Meng Jiucheng's identity, Mu Yi hastily gave it up, not a little respectful, but mostly perfunctory.

"It's all ordinary people here, and there are no officials." Meng Jiucheng saw Mu Yi's disgust with the official, waved his hand, and said: "The eldest brother who worships under him is also a master who teaches martial arts, and he came from Nandu. They are all descendants of China, and they were all people of the Song Dynasty, but it is ridiculous to divide people into north and south. ”

"Meng Guanren's words are extremely true." Ji Xian echoed: "The people of the Central Plains fell into the hands of the Jin people, and they all couldn't help themselves, but they also remembered that they were Song Min, and they were waiting for Wang Shi to recover. ”

Meng Jiucheng knew that what Ji Xian said was not accurate, and he was just forming his own help, but he was talking to Mu Yi at this time, and he also needed such a relaxation and turnaround.

"It is rare and admirable for Meng Guanren to have this insight." Mu Yi's expression changed, and his tone of voice softened a lot.