Feng Mi snorted coldly, raising his eyebrows. Don't look over your shoulder, don't look at him.

"The girl has a big temper, but I like it. The man in white had a hippie smile and was about to step forward to tease, but Jia Huai next to him stretched out his hand to stop him, patted him on the shoulder and whispered: "Brother Wen, after all, the evil family has a big business, and it is better to be cautious in everything, and see that the elder brother will take him first." ”

"I just heard a few high-level talks downstairs, which must be related to martial arts. Since ancient times, the text has been ruled by praise, and the army has been dominated by the enemy. Why don't we give it a try?" Jia Zheng's eyes stared at Evil Xiaoqi and said.

Evil Xiaoqi's eyes flickered, thinking that this kid was too inauthentic, knowing that Young Master Ben didn't know martial arts, he would be embarrassed. I also made a mistake for a while, and if I didn't fight, it showed that I didn't show my cowardice and spread it out and didn't make people laugh off my big teeth, and I would lose ugly if I did.

"It's not that the evil young man doesn't dare to fight, right? Could it be that the little prince of Jincheng has a false name, it would be too disappointing. Especially the girls of Yimeng Pavilion. Jia Zheng's laughter was louder, and the few people next to him laughed irrepressibly. There was a man in green who couldn't wipe the snot bubbles from his laugh, only the dwarf kept his mouth tight, standing like a sculpture. His eyes swept over the evil Xiaoqi group like an awl, and his pale face seemed to be covered with a layer of frost. Cold, gloomy.

"Young Master Ben didn't know how to write when he was a child, and he was afraid that his fists and feet would hurt a few of you, it seems that I was too worried. In this situation, it shouldn't and can't be, Evil Xiaoqi had no choice but to bite the bullet and say, "How are you going to compare, single or group fight?"

Jia Zheng snorted coldly and said, "What kind of single-handedness group is messy, you can just pick one out of our brothers, why bother." ”

Evil Xiaoqi, who had relatively weak hands-on ability, looked at the men opposite and looked at them carefully for a while. I found that the arms that emerged from the kudzu robe were all covered with green tendons, and the knots were like earthworms. It can be seen that they are not general. As he was hesitating, he suddenly heard a crisp sound of porcelain pieces cracking. Turning his head, he couldn't help but look at it.

Red tea and blood trickled down the table legs. The earthy yellow floor was wet, and the white-glazed tea bowl that was still holding in Old Man Feng just now was already shattered into pieces and shattered into a table of fine pieces.

In the surprised eyes of everyone, Old Man Feng shook his robe, stood awe-inspiringly, looked directly at Jia Zheng with burning eyes, and said: "The true meaning of martial arts is to rob the rich and help the poor with chivalry, and to be able to make comparisons for no reason. ”

"Daddy, let's go back. Feng Mi stepped forward and grabbed Old Man Feng's arm, walked in the direction of the stairs, and when he walked to Jia Zheng's side, he saw that he still had his usual indifferent expression, but his lips seemed to move, but he didn't make any sound.

Evil Xiaoqi and steamed buns rubbed lightly outside the door,

Soon moved to the top of the staircase, and immediately disappeared without a trace.

The streets are bustling with traffic, people coming and going, and the shops are crowded and bustling.

Old man Feng was already in a cold sweat when he held his daughter's hand, and there was a shout from behind him: "I said old Feng Tou, why are you doing so fast, wait for me." Evil Xiaoqi pushed aside the crowd and followed closely.

Holding a horse's steamed bun in one hand, he bowed his head and bent through the crowd and followed closely behind Evil Xiaoqi.

......

"It's just a deception, what a miracle there is. Old Man Feng's brown eyes shone with a sly light, he took a sip of wine, narrowed his eyes very enjoyably, and said, "Don't you see that?"

Evil Xiaoqi touched his chin and looked at Old Man Feng's gaze with some amusement.

The room sandwiched under the staircase aisle is a bit narrow, but it's the quietest. Fortunately, neither of them was burly, and there was still room for them to sit facing each other. The premises of a college were converted into a liquor store, but I didn't expect the business to be surprisingly good. The smell of wine wafting into the nostrils was so thick that it choked people's heads. Who the gave the name of the wine shop that is not lonely, and Evil Xiaoqi often scolds like this when he gets drunk.

Isn't it true that people who come here to drink are not lonely? Who still drinks if they are not lonely?

However, today, the evil little seven drops of wine are not sticky, and he wants to solve the doubts in his heart before Old Man Feng gets drunk.

"When I was young, my family was very poor and I didn't have money to buy snacks, so my father picked walnuts from the mountains for us to eat. As I ate and ate, I found that the shell of this thing was quite interesting. I tried to pinch walnuts with the eldest brother and the second brother, and no one could pinch them at first, but after practicing Chenzi's arm, the strength was amazing. Old man Feng said faintly, smiling faintly, sounding a bitter taste.

"That's not what I want to ask, you know. Evil Xiaoqi looked at Old Man Feng fixedly, with a copper lamp hanging above his head, as if his slightly drunk eyes were dazed and confused. The sparse shadows staggered and elongated the two thin figures. The dark brown eyes were like a misty river, as if so many years had passed quietly. Old Feng sighed and put down the cup. Leaning on the corner of the wall, he looked up and squinted at the chandelier on the ceiling, as if he was thinking about something.

Evil Xiaoqi was not in a hurry, and his head was propped up with his two arms. Quietly lying on the table and waiting, he knew that Old Feng Tou would not disappoint him.

Sure enough, after a moment's effort, Old Feng Touzi retracted his gaze back to Evil Xiaoqi's body, and his eyes suddenly flashed with an unknown light. The past came to mind like a fog.

This matter has to start from the first year of the founding of the People's Republic of China, when Lao Yu took over his father's position and entered the palace as a historian. Once, when the time when the court should have opened had long passed, and it was time to see that it was about to arrive, but the gate of Chengtian was still tightly closed, and there was no noise on the drum tower, and there was no eunuch coming to announce the decree, and the courtiers waiting in the small square were all dumbfounded, and no one could figure out what was going on.

The weather that day was a little weird, and I couldn't tell whether it was cloudy or hazy. In the chaos, it is impossible to see the junction between heaven and earth. It's like a haze that hangs over the main hall and is unsettling.

waited until the time of retreat, but there was still no movement inside. With panic and doubt, the civil and military officials slowly exited along the gate of the jade steps. As soon as the old man walked down the steps outside the main hall, he happened to meet Yan Zi, the chief eunuch, and I quickly stopped him.

The kid just frowned, covered his mouth and didn't say anything. We came to a no-and-no corner. Yan Zicai opened his mouth, it turned out that today the emperor summoned a person, who is said to be good at observing the heavens and can integrate himself into the space-time cycle of the operation of all things in heaven and earth. The martial arts are talking about the situation. No one knows where this man came from, or how many times he has entered. I believe he can perceive eternal time, and even more distant into the future. Maybe there's another world.

Anyway, on that day, the shadow cast by the sundial needle of the planetarium moved to the center on the stone carved disk.