I drank a little too much wine last night, and Song Xing had a little headache when he got up, and breakfast was ready, it was made by monkeys, and some green vegetables were added to the porridge, and there was some lean meat. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The porridge tasted good, and Song Xing had just drunk a bowl when he saw those people standing respectfully at the bottom, and couldn't help laughing: "What are you doing standing here?" Come over for breakfast, and after eating, go to the shipyard to find Tian Chengguang, and he will arrange your work. ”

"Yes!" No one objected, silently picked up their bowl and silently ate their breakfast.

Song Xing put down the bowl, stood up, and said to Zhang Yi: "After doing something, come back early in the evening, and I will tell you a story." ”

"Storytelling?" Zhang Yi felt a little inexplicable, since he was taken out of Shamen Island by Song Xing, he always felt that there was some kind of mystery in his body.

"A story about climbing the meadow through the snowy mountains, this story is very important, and whether you will return to Salmon Island in the future depends on your opinion of this story." Song Xing said very plainly, but there was an irresistible majesty in the plainness.

Zhang Yi saw that Song Xing was cautious, except for the reluctance to say yes, he didn't dare to say anything superfluous, after eating breakfast, cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks, and took everyone to the shipbuilding workshop by the sea.

The boats in the Song Dynasty were basically made of wood, and the work given to them by Tian Chengguang was also very simple, that is, logging.

Wu Hu did not follow Song Xing during this time, his daily life is very simple, except for eating and sleeping is practice, since he killed Lei Batian with one punch, he is almost obsessed with Song Xingjiao's Thunder Divine Fist, and every day is hard practice and hard practice.

There will always be only Song Xing and Tian Niu who go to Penglai Pavilion to tell stories, Song Xing tells stories, Tian Niu shouts, and the two cooperate well, after finishing the book, they buy two meat buns for Tian Niu as usual.

Today is talking about the forty-first chapter of the Romance of the Three Kingdoms, Liu Xuande crossed the river with the people, and Zhao Zilong rode the savior alone.

When he talked about Zhao Zilong wearing a white robe, carrying a silver gun in and out of the longboard slope seven times in and seven out, killing Cao Junjun on his back, Tian Niu suddenly whispered next to him: "Brother, look at that person." ”

Song Xingzheng spoke energetically, and when he heard Tian Niu suddenly interrupt, although his mouth did not stop, his eyes unconsciously followed the direction of her finger, but he saw a young man in a white robe, holding a silver gun, and riding a white horse flashed past the storytelling field.

Not long after the person flashed, he heard a crisp and deep voice from Penglai Pavilion: "Your uncle, this Penglai Pavilion is not your family, who would dare to stop your grandfather from going to Penglai Pavilion?" ”

As soon as the words fell, two bangs were heard, and then someone howled like a pig, "Kill, kill......

Penglai Pavilion is lively to see, everyone naturally doesn't have the heart to listen to the book here, a few young people shouted there, and everyone ran towards Penglai Pavilion like a bee.

When Song Xing cleaned up the bookstall and ran over to look, the entire Penglai Pavilion had been surrounded by water, relying on his thin stature and squeezing to the front, but he saw a young man Lang and Tian Chenghei confronting each other there.

At Tian Chenghe's feet, there were two family members rolling on the ground in pain, looking at their sweaty heads and pale faces, they were obviously not lightly injured.

"Where did the wild boy come from, and he didn't ask what kind of place this Penglai Pavilion was? You don't look at what kind of person I Tian Chenghei is. Tian Chengsi glared at the young man angrily, his eyes bulging wide, as if he was about to erupt into fire.

"Penglai Pavilion is known as the Xianshan Pavilion, a natural place for tourists to play, as for your Tian Chenghei is a cat and a dog, your grandfather is not interested in knowing." The corners of the young man's mouth rose, with a sneering smile, and he didn't take Tian Chengsi in his eyes at all.

Tian Chengsi saw that the young man didn't give himself any face, and was commensurate with a cat and a dog, his face suddenly turned red, and in an instant he became iron blue again, and said coldly: "If you offend me Tian Chenghei, you will offend the entire Tian Hengshan, which you brought on yourself." ”

Speaking of this, his eyes moved away from the young man's body, and he searched around the crowd, and finally saw Tian Chengjia in the corner of the crowd, "Brother Chengjia, Brother Chengjia......"

"Come on!" Tian Chengjia put down the plow on his shoulder, pulled out the crowd at the most pleasant speed, came to Tian Chenghe, nodded and said, "Gongzi Chenghe, you call me?" ”

The corners of Tian Chengsi's mouth showed a cold smile, took out ten taels of silver from his sleeve, handed it to Tian Chengjia and said: "Brother Chengjia, this person is too arrogant, he simply doesn't take our Tian Hengshan in his eyes, you teach him a lesson." ”

Tian Chengjia took the silver two in his hand, threw them repeatedly, and then put them in his arms, and said with a big grin: "Okay, Chenghei, today I want this young man to walk around without eating." ”

Speaking of this, he tightened the belt around his waist and said coldly to the young man: "Boy, you listen to me, in this Dengzhou Mansion, no one dares to be rude to Tian Hengshan, and those who know each other will kneel down and kowtow three times, otherwise they will ......"

"How else?" The corners of the young man's mouth were still rising, but the cold smile was thicker than just now, and as soon as the words fell, a silver light suddenly flashed, and before everyone could see his shot, the silver spear was already on Tian Chengjia's shoulder.

As soon as the expert stretched out his hand, he knew if there was any, Tian Chengjia's martial arts were also average in Tian Hengshan, but in the face of the sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy in front of him, he didn't even have the ability to dodge.

"Get out!" The young man's eyes were cold, and his two eyes stared at Tian Chengjia like a blade, staring at him with horror, standing there, his legs trembling involuntarily.

Tian Chengsi didn't expect the young man to be so martial artistic, so he was so frightened that he retreated to Penglai Pavilion, his legs were weak and he didn't feel like he was his own, and he was almost paralyzed to the ground.

The young man's silver spear sank slightly, pressing Tian Chengjia's shoulder, and then with a little force, a powerful force suddenly acted on Tian Chengjia's shoulder, taking him around in place like a spinning top.

Taking people's money to eliminate disasters for others, Tian Chengjia finally settled down after rotating dozens of times, wiped the cold sweat on his forehead with his hand, and saw Tian Chengji paralyzed there, for fear that the young man would be unfavorable to him, just wanted to step, and suddenly saw the tip of the gun flashing.

The speed was very fast, so fast that he didn't even have the kung fu to dodge, he felt a trace of coldness in his throat, his eyes were full of fear, looking at the cold and shining tip of the gun, his scalp stiffened, "This young man, you ...... You can't hurt the heir. ”

"Just him?" The young man glanced at Tian Chengsi with great disgust, and his words were full of contempt, "Just like his bear, scold him for being dirty and beat him for dirty hands." ”

Speaking of this, as soon as the silver gun was collected, he didn't pay attention to Tian Chengjia, let alone Tian Chenghe, who was about to be paralyzed, and carried the silver gun, and climbed Penglai Pavilion step by step, looking at the vast sea in front of him, with a hint of indifferent smile on the corner of his mouth.

"White horse, silver gun, young man ......" Looking at the calm young man in Penglai Pavilion, Song Xing suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and gasped in his heart, "Could it be that this person is Yang Zaixing, the white horse silver spear who stepped on the three passes and sixteen villages?" ”