After winning the competition, the girl in red swept her slightly messy hair and retreated under the flagpole, only then did Ling Muyun have a chance to take a closer look at the girl's appearance. I saw that this girl was also at the age of seventeen or eighteen years old, Yuli Tingting, although her face was dusty, but her eyes were bright and her teeth were bright, her face was good, and she was a rare beauty.

The girl retreated to the edge of the flagpole and whispered a few words to a middle-aged man with a weathered face, the man nodded, stepped to the center of the field, hugged his fists to the onlookers, and said loudly: "Under the surname Mu Mingyi, Shandong people's name, passing through your land, one does not seek fame, the other is not for profit, only for the little girl is already in her prime, and she has not yet allowed her mother-in-law's family." She once made a wish, not to ask her husband to be prosperous and rich, but to be a good man with excellent martial arts, so she dared to compete in martial arts to recruit relatives. Whoever is under thirty years old, has not yet married, and can overcome a little girl with a punch and a kick, he will be married to him by the little girl. ”

Speaking of this, the man paused and continued: "The father and daughter have traveled more than 1,000 miles from south to north, just because most of the famous heroes are married, and the young heroes are rarely willing to care, so they have never got married. It has been heard for a long time that it is the land of Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, and there must be many masters and chivalrous, and it is ridiculous to act below, please bear with me. ”

Ling Muyun knew that the man who claimed to be Mu Yi was actually Yang Kang's biological father, Yang Tiexin, and Mu was just his pseudonym. I saw that he was wearing a set of coarse cotton jackets, with patched nails on his clothes and trousers, and he was born with a thick waist and broad shoulders, and he was very burly, but his back was slightly hunched, his temples were white, and his face was full of wrinkles.

Yang Tiexin, who is known as Mu Yi, waited for a while after speaking, only to listen to some gangsters in the crowd make fun of him, and he commented on the girl, but no one dared to do anything. Yang Tiexin looked up at the sky, only to see that the clouds were getting thicker and the north wind was howling, and he saw that it seemed to be snowing, so he sighed, turned around and pulled up the flagpole, and was about to roll up the pennant of "Recruiting Relatives in Competition", ready to pack up his things and go back.

At this moment, suddenly someone on both sides of the crowd shouted at the same time: "Wait! Then two people rushed into the circle together.

When everyone saw it, they couldn't help but burst out laughing. It turned out that the man who came in from the east was a fat old man, with a thick face and a gray beard, and he was in his fifties. The one from the west was even more funny, it was a bald monk with a scar.

When the fat old man saw everyone laughing, his face suddenly became displeased, and he shouted to everyone: "What are you laughing at? He competes to recruit relatives, and I have not yet married a wife, can I not compare? ”

The monk said with a hippie smile: "Old man, even if you win, such a flower-like girl, will she be a widow as soon as she passes through the door?" ”

The fat old man said angrily, "Then what are you doing here?" People compete to recruit relatives, what's the matter with you being a thief and a bald donkey? ”

The monk said, "Why can't I compare? If I can marry such a beautiful wife, I will immediately return the monk to the vulgar. ”

The onlookers laughed loudly when they heard the words of these two people, and Ling Muyun was also quite amused, the competition to recruit relatives actually recruited such two superlatives. However, compared to Ling Muyun's smile at the situation, Guo Jing was not calm, and scolded in a low voice: "It's really shameless, neither of them is a thing!" ”

Ling Muyun listened to Guo Jing's words in his ears, and suddenly his heart moved, and he turned his head to Guo Jing and encouraged: "Brother Guo, have you taken a fancy to someone else's girl?" Why don't you go and drive that old guy and that flower monk down, with your ability, those two guys are definitely not your opponents. ”

"Huh?" Guo Jing couldn't help but be taken aback when he heard Ling Muyun's words, and then blushed and waved his hand again and again: "No, no, this is absolutely not good, I already have a marriage contract with Hua Zheng, how can I go to participate in the martial arts competition again?" ”

"What's wrong with that? Who says you can only marry one daughter-in-law? Do you think which big family doesn't have three wives and four concubines? Far from it, isn't the great Khan of Temujin whom you worship more than one wife? Ling Muyun continued to induce Guo Jing with a little evil.

In fact, Ling Muyun was also for Guo Jing's good, because he knew very well that Guo Jing and Hua Zheng would not succeed at all in the end. And now although he has also met Huang Rong, Xu is affected by his unexpected factor, looking at the performance of the last acquaintance, Huang Rong did not show any feelings for him, most of them are out of play, so Ling Muyun wants to push Mu Nianci to Guo Jing as compensation, and he can't let such a good child as Guo Jing beat him because of him.

Moreover, if there was no accident involved, Mu Nianci would have been confused by Yang Kang's bad boy in the end, and ended up dying of a lonely and sick man. If Mu Nianci and Guo Jing can be made into a pair, it can be regarded as a kind of salvation for Mu Nianci.

However, Ling Muyun's inducement did not seem to be successful, Guo Jing shook his head like a rattle: "No, no...... I can't do that kind of thing, otherwise if my mother finds out, she will be angry to death. ”

Just when Ling Muyun was still having an in-depth discussion with Guo Jing on the issue of monogamy or polygamy, Mu Nianci couldn't stand these two shameless people on the field anymore, so he was so angry that his face was flushed and his willow eyebrows were upside down, and he took off the cloak he had just put on and was about to start the game.

Yang Tiexin hurriedly pulled her, gave her a look, and let her feel at ease, and then reinserted the flagpole into the ground, signaling the competition to continue.

At this time, the monk and the obese old man were fighting to compete with Mu Nianci first, you said, I said, and there was already a lot of trouble, and the idlers who were watching laughed and coaxed: "You two brothers will compete first, whoever wins will be on!" ”

The monk said, "Okay, it's up to everyone, husband, let's have fun!" As he spoke, he suddenly stepped forward and "shouted" at the fat old man.

"Then I'll accompany you, the flower monk, on a trip first, and then I'll go and compare with my little daughter-in-law when I'm gone." The fat old man snorted coldly and turned his head sideways to avoid it, and then unceremoniously punched back. The two of them are going back and forth right now.

What the monk and the fat old man did were all the kung fu of the outer door, and the monk was high and low, and his skills were convenient. The fat old man is a heavy man, don't look at his age, but he is powerful, not weaker than the prime of life, the two have their own strengths, and for a while they were intractable and inseparable.

Guo Jing saw the two fighting each other and showed their strengths, and recognized that the monk was using Shaolin Luohan Boxing, and the fat old man was using Five Elements Boxing. He studied under the Six Monsters of Jiangnan, and the martial arts he learned were very mixed, and he often listened to the Six Monsters of Jiangnan talk about teaching, and he had some understanding of the martial arts of various sects and factions on the rivers and lakes, so he was able to recognize the martial arts of these two people. However, he had only listened to his master explain these two kung fu before, and it was the first time he had actually seen people use each other, so although the martial arts shown by the two were not high, he still watched them with relish.

Ling Muyun on the side was not as interested as Guo Jing, although he didn't see the martial arts path of the fat old man and the flower monk like Guo Jing, but with his martial arts level, he could already directly see through the essence of the martial arts of the two. In Ling Muyun's opinion, the martial arts of these two people were not even third-rate, and after only a few glances, Ling Muyun couldn't stand it. And it's just this kind of skill that can only be regarded as a fourth- or fifth-rate, and he shamelessly came here to compete in martial arts to recruit relatives, and he is really ashamed.

Although the fat old man and the flower monk were both unpopular characters in Ling Muyun's eyes, for the two of them, they both regarded each other as fierce rivals, and the two fought dozens of moves in a row without a win. When the fight was fierce, the fat old man's tricks were a little slow and suddenly the monk saw the flaw, the monk went straight into the "bang bang bang" in the fat old man's waist and hammered three punches, the fat old man snorted, endured the pain, raised his right fist high, like a giant hammer hammer will come down, is hammered on the monk's bald head.

The monk couldn't bear to sit on the ground, shook slightly, suddenly took out the ring knife from the monk's robe, and swung the knife to the fat man's calf. The fat old man jumped up to avoid it, stretched out his hand and whipped it from his waist, and an iron whip was in his hand, and it turned out that both of them had hidden blades. In the blink of an eye, the knife came and went, the whip went to the knife, and the killing was so lively.

When the onlookers saw that the two of them moved, they couldn't help but exclaim, and they couldn't help but retreat, just afraid that the weapon had no eyes and injured themselves by mistake. However, after exiting the safe distance, they cheered even louder, as if they wished that the two of them would fight as thrilling and cruel as possible.

Yang Tiexin saw that the two of them had moved their blades, and his face showed a hint of worry, for fear that the two of them would attract officers and soldiers and cause trouble for him when they moved their blades on the street, so he walked up to the two of them and persuaded loudly: "Please stop, you two, this is the place of the capital master, don't use knives and guns." ”

It's just that at this time, the fat old man and the monk have already been killed, who will pay attention to him? is still dancing with a knife and whip, burying his head in a fierce fight. Yang Tiexin saw that it was not a problem, and suddenly deceived himself, flew up and kicked the knife in the monk's hand, grabbed the whip head of the iron whip, and grabbed it, the old man couldn't hold it, so he had to let go. Yang Tiexin threw the iron whip heavily on the ground. The monk and the fat old man saw that Yang Tiexin was powerful, and they felt embarrassed again, so they didn't dare to say more, so they hurriedly picked up the blades on the ground and went into the crowd. The onlookers burst into laughter again.

Just as everyone was laughing, the bell rang, and dozens of healthy servants galloped towards a young man.