Thinking of Su Ge, Ding Bao jumped up, moved his muscles and bones, as if even the moist and cool breath he had inhaled into his chest became refreshed, and he was about to take a step, when he suddenly heard a long laugh: "If Mr. Ning wants to eat wine, can you please have a next glass?" ”

A person jumped down from the willow tree in the distance, standing with his backlight, but he saw a green shirt and a long figure, holding a porcelain urn like a small wine jar in his hand, but his appearance was not real.

If it weren't for the distraction, with the distance between the two, that person's voice would definitely not be able to escape the induction of Bixia's divine skills.

Ding Bao didn't dare to be careless, secretly guarded, and raised his voice: "I don't eat alcohol." Your Excellency has prepared a wine jar and drinks it yourself, so why bother with the autumn wind? ”

The man put the porcelain altar under the tree, clapped his hands, spread his palms, and said with a smile: "Now I am empty-handed, and I am begging Mr. Ning for a glass of wine to eat." ”

Dai Yue's body walked forward in a dashing manner, and his slender body stepped out of the shadow of the tree, revealing a handsome face, two thin lips that were slightly bloodless, and thick and hard mustaches crawled all over the lips and chin. is obviously unkempt, but in the vicissitudes of life, it is more handsome, which is difficult to distract.

Ding Bao didn't know this person, but when he saw his appearance and listened to his words, a sense of familiarity and closeness surged up in his chest, and he said in a trembling voice: "You...... Don't come here! Again, I'm going to make a move. ”

The young man of Yingting snorted, flicked his sleeves and said: "The line is like a small night, could it be a ghost?" ”

Leap forward and reach out and tug at his arm. Ding Bao didn't know why, his body reacted spontaneously, his left arm hooked and turned, and suddenly shook the young man back two steps, which was exactly the trick of "Bixia Divine Skill".

"Good time!"

The young man sneered, and put his two fingers together in his food, "Whew!" ”

Stabbed him in the right shoulder, his finger like a real sword. The orientation is even more weird!

Ding Bao circled his arms. The rich Bixia true qi burst out. The sword of the young man of Yingting collapsed. But I saw that his left heel was like a gun, and when he turned up to the sky, his head actually drilled out from under his clothes, and the cyan figure and the shadow of his clothes 'slammed' to the ground, spinning upside down like a windmill, and the fingers of the sword had been cut close to the ground.

This change of trick is really something he has only seen in his life.

Ding Bao not only has true qi to protect his body, but also has eye and nose sensing. The fingers are hard to hurt, take a step to the left, and the footsteps of the young man fly under the robe, and the 'pop, pop, pop' came one after another, but none of them were false moves!

He blocked all the "little grapplers" taught by the fox sister, and was shocked in his heart: "This guy kicked once, stood with one kick, and kicked a total of fifteen kicks between my elbows...... Even if there are two spiders together, there is one less than him! ”

The two quickly changed moves, and the young man's internal strength was not as good as Bixia's divine skills. It is difficult to take a step beyond the ghost hand to enter the move, and it is difficult to defend in the direction of the shot. Ding Bao lost the opportunity for a while, and he had the most complex move in the world, and it was difficult to return even a move.

Ying Ting's young man couldn't hurt him, and he couldn't force his opponent back, so the two of them were at a stalemate in the shadow of their arms, similar to the situation against Ma Lao Clanjun that day.

But the young man's sword finger is more clever than that of the old Ma clan, and with a slight flash, Ding Bao became more passive, and was almost poked, and the inexplicable familiarity came to his heart again, he thought it was caused by Bixia's divine skills, and his elbow sealed the side of his waist, and he felt something, and a punch hit the left shoulder of the young man!

The young man staggered in pain, although Ding Bao was in the right position, his fist had no effect, it was just a brute force blow, which made him pale, and then rubbed his body and bullied him closer, and once again used that strange sword trick.

The more Ding Bao fought, the more confused he became: just by following that familiar feeling, he could keep up with the young man's path and dismantle them one by one.

He changed his hand knife and palm technique, and the effect was similar to that of his fist, but he always used it incorrectly, and every time he made a mistake, he was a little worse off every time.

After a long battle without success, the young man jumped up in the air, his sword pointed out and stabbed downward like a dark cloud. Ding Bao's whole body was shrouded in fingers, and he had no choice but to fight hard for this move!

The evil move came to the door, Ding Baofu went to the heart, a hollow somersault fell backwards, his head and feet, his chest was raised against the ground, his right hand was pointed at the same time, and the sharp sword qi 'snorted' and stabbed out into the sky.

The young man was easy to finger and palmed, and the two of them 'touched' and hit each other with their palms, and they jumped apart. The young man dusted off the hem of his clothes and put his hands behind him, and said with a smile: "Mr. Ding Bao, it's really you!" ”

Ding Bao was shocked at first, looked at it for a moment, and suddenly blessed his heart, and exclaimed: "You...... Meet Gong Qin? ”

He suddenly remembered why he had these strange sword fingering techniques, and the other party had been using the Gong family's mastery that Gong Qin had practiced on Heitou Mountain from beginning to end! And because he stayed on it for a long time because he was hiding from the fox sister, he watched the little girl Gong Qin practice martial arts every day, and slowly learned a lot.

And when he left Huayang County, he gave Gong Qin a wood carving of a phoenix in fire, and with the cleverness of the little girl, she naturally knew that she was not dead!

I just don't know, what does this young man have to do with her now?

The young man nodded, shook his head again, took a step forward, stared at him with bright eyes, and said: "What the little aunt expected was really good, since the news that Maitreya met a Mr. Ning Bao who can fight heavenly soldiers came out, she immediately guessed that it was Mr. Ding Bao's pseudonym, and asked me to come first on her behalf, I must find you!" ”

"Little aunt?" Ding Bao doubted.

The young man's face was slightly embarrassed, but he said very strictly: "The senior of Gong Heyun in your heart, in fact, his surname is Zhang, but he is ...... My own grandfather, so ...... I'm from Pingwang Mountain, and my name is Zhang Lingting. ”

"Wait, Mr. Gong's surname is Zhang? It's your own grandfather, so what is Gong Qin? I see! ”

Ding Bao's eyes widened, he didn't understand that he hadn't seen him for more than half a year, and he had such a big event, and suddenly thought of one more thing, and smacked his tongue: "You are Zhang Lingting of the Zhang family in the capital of Xudu, one of the three heroes of Bashu?" In this way, the little girl Gongqin is still a member of the Zhang family in the middle of the golden eight surnames, and her seniority is not low? ”

"Yes...... Yes. The young man's face began to twitch, his little aunt was a little girl in the mouth of others!

"This generation of Zhang Tianshi, what do you call Gong Qin?"

"This generation of Heavenly Master is my third uncle, and the little aunt is naturally ...... Brother and sister matched. ”

The young man Zhang Lingting was sweating on his forehead at this time, and he was already trying to turn around and leave. Gritted his teeth, wanting to win back a city and said: "Mr. Ding, what my little aunt learned on Heitou Mountain back then is the core secret of my master Zhangdu, you have learned it secretly, should you return it to its original owner?" ”

Ding Bao stood with his arms crossed and said lazily: "How can the thing return to its original master?" ”

"Come with me to Pingwang Mountain. The three uncles of the Heavenly Master have their own methods. ”

"Forget it. If you dare to trick me into going to Pingwang Mountain, there will only be two results, one is that you are beaten by your third uncle that day, and the other is that you are beaten by your little aunt. ”

Ding Bao said, laughing, and was about to hug the porcelain altar under the tree, but now Zhang Lingting's face changed greatly, and he said suspiciously: "Little Zhangzi, isn't there wine in this jar?" ”

Zhang Lingting twitched his cheeks and shook his head: "It's the ashes of Ancestor Heyun." Last time, I picked up my little aunt in a hurry, because it was not a good day and an auspicious day, it was inconvenient to move, so Uncle Qi had been staying in Heitou Mountain, this time I was ordered to go out of the mountain, so I first went to pick up the ashes of the ancestor Mr. Heyun, and then took a detour to Zhongnan, yesterday I heard from Miss Chun Yu that Mr. Ning Bao found it back. I thought about meeting according to the method taught by my aunt, but I never thought that it was really Mr. Ding. ”

When Ding Bao heard that it was Gong Heyun's bones, he sorted out his clothes and appearance, and said solemnly: "Brother Zhang, can you let me worship Heyun's predecessors?" From Huayang to the present, I have had many adventures and obstacles, and I have been able to save the day thanks to the legacy of his old man. ”

"Brother Zhang doesn't dare to be. Just call me Lingting. ”

Zhang Lingting said, put the porcelain altar at the root of the willow tree, let it aside, and shook the hem of his hands with a "swish", and knelt down. First respectfully kowtowed to the ash jar three times, two tears rolled down, banging, red on the forehead.

Ding Bao bowed a few times and stretched out his hand to pick Zhang Lingting up.

Zhang Lingting was embarrassed and embarrassed, but Ding Bao laughed sourly: "Brother Zhang! I have read Mr. Ling Zu Heyun's monograph on Heitou Mountain, and his old man has been singing and crying wildly, chic and self-responsible, and has always ignored the eyes of the world. He is a first-class upright and chic character. Since you are his descendant, this cannot be different. ”

Zhang Lingting cried for a while, and suddenly felt that the stars and the moon were sparse, and he let out a long breath of turbidity. Seeing that Ding Bao's eyes were also red, he couldn't help but smile at each other.

After this incident, Ding Bao's previous hesitation had to be released, and he pulled Zhang Lingting with his hand, and said with a smile: "Lingting, go!" Let's have a drink, and drink with my grandfather, Mr. Heyun! ”

Pull him to the pub.

Zhang Lingting is not fond of the things in the cup, he wanted to excuse himself, but when he heard him say, "Drink with his grandfather Mr. Heyun", he suddenly felt that his intention was flying all over the place, and his blood was surging, so he let go of his footsteps and walked side by side with Ding Bao.

Zhang Lingting seemed to be familiar with the owner of this wine shop, and when the two of them entered, the middle-aged man who was in the furnace bowed slightly, and he said hello as well, let alone say anything else. Without waiting for the guests' instructions, when they were young, they brought a jar of sauce-flavored liquor and a clay cup hot pot with a strong soup flavor, and arranged the utensils, raw ingredients, dipping sauce, etc., and then went back to the store to nap under the thatched hut outside.

Ding Bao patted the mud seal at the mouth of the altar and poured two bowls, the wine was slightly yellow, the liquid edge hanging cup was like thin honey, the soft sauce fragrance lasted for a long time, dripping on the table, and the wooden table was fragrant with wine.

"Bang" --

The two raised their bowls to respect each other, raised their heads and drank, Zhang Lingting only felt that the wine entered his abdomen, and a warm current rushed up, until his throat felt a little spicy, opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of heat, and lost his voice: "Okay...... Wine! ”

Ding Bao saw that he was not good at drinking, and did not make fun of him, so he wiped the old wooden chopstick with a hand towel and handed it to him.

Zhang Lingting drank a bowl of wine, and the people were also lively, it seemed that the pressure brought about by Ding Bao's identity as a little aunt and teacher was also eliminated, and he smiled: "Mr. Ding, there is not only good wine, but also good food......

Ding Bao waved his hand and said: "Let's hit it off at first sight, each has its own opinion, I call you Lingting, you call me Brother Ding, Brother Ning casually, how about it?" ”

Zhang Lingting shook his head, "Then I'll call you Brother Ning for the time being!" As he spoke, he smiled mysteriously: "Brother Ning, do you know why business is not good here?" (To be continued!)

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