Volume 1: Striking Chapter 19: Gathering in the Listening Wind Tower

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It was the first time to be able to walk side by side with Master Wang like this, and when he was listening to books, he sat on a wooden table two people high, talking about the world. Maybe I was still young at that time, and there were always four or five children sitting at the front of the Tingfeng Building, who got up very early, and before dawn in each big set, they would appear in front of the door of the Tingfeng Building, waiting for the door of the Tingfeng Building to open, so every time they would occupy the front position.

The two brothers and sisters of the Yan family, Wu Nian and a little beggar, are the four or five little children.

It's just that after so long, it seems that the little beggar is no longer in Qinghe Town.

The Master's talk about the world of cultivators is strange, to be honest, no one believes it at all, but he thinks that the stories told by the Master are better than those in the books, and it is better to listen to people tell the truth when looking at boring books. Wu Nian only thought that he was just a fake Taoist priest who ate and drank at first, but after the incident in Qianpinggang, he subverted his perception of his master.

What kind of charlatan is that, this is a living monster.

"Master's ......"

"Husband ......"

Along the way, Wu Nian's eyes inadvertently glanced at the master beside him, and the master didn't talk to him, only showing a wrinkled smile, over time, Wu Nian called a lot, but the master didn't answer him, so he didn't ask again, and followed silently.

Wu Nian has a lot of questions, and now that he thinks about it, he can give him the answers, but when he thinks about it, it may only be the master and the enemy father.

What reason did he have to answer Wu Nian's question, it didn't seem to be.

Wang Fuzi still had a smiling face on his lips, and Wu Nian had a black face on his face, walking in the bazaar. The bamboo basket on his back often attracts different eyes, and it is a matter of "pride" to be able to become a wanted criminal of the town mayor Li Datou.

Li Wei's name of Li Datou, to put it bluntly, is a big head in trouble.

More and more people gathered, and the discussion was noisy.

As I walked, there were always a few fingers pointing at the two of them, chattering, "Zhe...... Wise...... This old Wu family baby is strange and pitiful, the wine sells well, but it sells so little, this Li Datou doesn't know where the madness came from, and he inexplicably gives people the name of a murderer. ”

"It's the people who pick the door, and they call the children out to run errands every day when they catch the market, so forget it, the board car doesn't know to give someone one, and it's strange to be tired of running around the neighborhood with a dozen jars of wine on his back, and now his son is a murderer, and he doesn't know where to go, I really don't know if it's his own. ”

"Huh...... You can't say that, Yanfu Nawa came back with his fiancΓ©, his fiancΓ© is the little prince of Changlin, that is Changlin's signboard, he went up the mountain to cut down tigers and leopards at the age of eight, how can such a character put sand in his eyes, you see this, the good old man suffers. ”

chattered, it seemed that Wu Nian didn't regard Wu Nian as a wanted criminal at all.

A little guy who only knows how to deliver wine and likes to hang his head, no matter who looks at it, he won't think about murderers.

Saying this, Wu Nian didn't say anything, but the master Wang who was walking next to him was not happy, he set up his old legs, crossed his hands on his waist, and scolded loudly, "Hey, you guys are not too young, haven't you seen the murderer......?" Get out, don't you understand people's words, tell you to get out!"

"Master......" Wu Nian's mouth twitched, he couldn't believe that it was the smiling Wang Master who walked next to him.

The onlookers waved their hands in disappointment, and the sound of "cutting" was full, but it also consciously dispersed.

The master's throat was a little dry, "Hey, you're really leaving! Come back quickly! Why are they all elm heads, it's really ......."

The louder you speak, the faster you go.

Then Master Wang looked pitiful, and complained, "It's really like this, I don't know how to respect the old and love the young, there are obviously two people on the notice, I know to talk about him, and I don't know how to talk about me." ”

It's not loud, but it seems to be reaching someone else's ear.

Many people almost fell to the ground, and one of them was a woman with a little boy who didn't react at once, and fell to the ground coldly, and the little boy said, "Mother, are you okay?" The woman quickly got up from the ground again, took the little boy's hand and said, "Child, let's go home quickly, if we see too many fools, we will become stupid ourselves." ”

Wu Nian rolled his eyes, and Master Wang was drinking the wine in the gourd on the side, and he didn't forget to say rudely in the direction of the woman just now, "Who are you talking about!"

"You're a fool. ”

"Your whole family is a fool. ”

Wu Nian was speechless, and said weakly, "Master, people...... It's all gone......"

"I want you to take care of it. The master glanced at Wu Nian viciously.

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This old man is very noisy like a three-year-old child who has never been in the world.

If it weren't for the terrifying strength of Master Wang, Wu Nian would have gone up to reason with him a long time ago.

On the road, there are people pointing and pointing, and Master Wang will be happy to say, "Tell me more!" Unexpectedly, the hot face is always cold, and when you hear the master's words, people will soon disperse.

If he is wanted and can be so happy, he may be the only one.

Passing by the market, the people in the market didn't pay much attention to the wanted warrant issued by Li Datou, and they should say what they should say and do what they should do. Seeing the two wanted criminals walking side by side, no one had the idea of beating the 1,000 taels of reward.

One of them is pitiful Wu Nian, two are afraid of the little prince, and seven are not wanting to have anything to do with female ghosts.

Outside the Tingfeng Building is a noisy street market, just like now, it is still noisy. However, it seems that the noise is not the noisy buying and selling, but the noisy fighting sound that comes with the wind through the hall.

Suddenly, there was the sound of a sledgehammer falling to the ground, the sound of swords roaring in unison, and the sound of shouting and killing was not an ordinary commotion.

Listening to the wind outside the building was empty, but there was a person standing outside the building next door, she was very anxious, anxiously staggering slowly, and patting her head.

It was Yan Moxue, and she was the only one outside the sound of fighting.

Her forehead was wrinkled, and what she was anxious about was not the sound of the fierce fight in the wind building, but Wu Nian, who had not appeared for a long time, or she wanted Wu Nian not to appear, but she knew Wu Nian too well.

She knew that Wu Nian would definitely come out to deliver wine.

Wu Nian is wanted, wanted by Li Datou, or wanted by Chen Yun.

"Don't come...... Don't come...... Please...... They finished playing very quickly, and soon ......"

Inside the Listening Wind Building, on one side were the seven old servants brought by the little prince, and on the other hand, there were seven or eight outer disciples brought by Elder Yang of the Luoyang Sect. Two wanted warrants were issued, and people on both sides came to this small teahouse together. None of them came to fight, they just came, and naturally a battle was inevitable.

Who called the Sword Sect and the Falling Sun Sect "world friends"!

The little prince Chen Yun was also in vain for the people of Changlin to rely on, and with the strength of the six veins alone, he had a tie with Elder Yang of the Seven Veins Realm of the Luoyang Sect. It's just a pity that there is an extremely strong existence among the seven members of the Falling Sun Sect.

It was a fat man, the kind that was fat enough to sit on a dead person's ass.

He held a bronze slab in each hand, like a mountain in the crowd, and waved his hand like a mad cow, shaking the entire Tingfeng Tower to the ground. Niu Xiaobiao is his name, and when he sees others, he can't help but consider his name, and the word small seems to be completely impossible to find in him.

"Come, accompany your Grandpa Niu to play, they all say that the Sword Sect is the first sword cultivation sect in the Xi Kingdom, why don't I believe it!"

"You're looking for ...... death"

A chaotic move knocked out a big hole on the ground, and an old man in black who was fighting with him didn't believe in this evil, and he couldn't stand the arrogance of Niu Xiaobiao all of a sudden. Suddenly, he had a long sword in his hand and rushed up, murderous.

This is also a six-vein cultivator.

At this time, Chen Yun, who was fighting fiercely with Elder Yang, saw that the situation was not right, and hurriedly shouted "come back", but it was too late, and soon a loud "bang" came out, only to see the old man in black with his mouth shattered, and flew out upside down, and he directly put the wooden gate out of a small human-shaped hole, and fell outside the door of the listening wind building, life and death were uncertain.

"Come again, eat my old cow. ”

Niu Xiaobiao's meaty face was full of bloodthirsty ferocity, he didn't mean to stop, but picked up the big sword again, and looked at the old men who were stunned. Those few people trembled for a while, as if the hundreds of pounds of fat man standing in front of them was a man-eating beast.

is the same as the six veins, but he can't even parry a move. Not to mention the few cultivators of the five veins.

"Little Zhongzi, don't be afraid of your fat brother covering you, it's okay......" There were two people squatting under a table in the corner of the second floor, the little fat man Wu Hao was comforting Zhong Xiaoer in the listening wind building next to him, there was a loud noise just now, he was busy holding Zhong Xiaoer's restless palm, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, Zhong Xiaoer, that Niu brother, you know Brother Mouse, as long as I say a word, he will listen to me, right, Aunt Qing." Wu Hao looked at Qing Mi who was drinking tea and watching the bull fight from under the table.

Qing Mi didn't answer him, but turned her head to look at the windowsill, the empty street outside the windowsill, but as she looked closer, there were two more people at this time.

One is Wu Nian with his head down, and the other is Wang Fuzi who blows his beard and stares.

Wu Hao asked, "He's here?"

Qing Mi bowed her head, with a different color and melancholy in her eyes, "They're all here." ”

She was worried, and Wu Hao was also worried, her two little black eyes were rolling wildly, not knowing what she was thinking. And Zhong Xiaoer, who had been comforted by Wu Hao just now, was still immersed in fear and whispered, "Brother Mouse, is that Brother Niu really your brother...... But, but you have a lot of sweat on your hands......" Wu Hao glanced at him, and said confidently: "It's hot, it's normal to sweat a little." ”

Zhong Xiaoer is a real person, but he still knows about Wu Hao and Qing Mi, one is the hustle and bustle of the Yinghong Mansion, and the other is the master who runs the Yinghong Mansion to erosive people's hearts. The two of them are people who don't take a step to welcome the Red Mansion, how could they come to his small teahouse to drink tea! Zhong Xiaoer scratched his head inexplicably, looking at the two calm and calm two, and he also calmed down.

There were more people on the unmanned street, and the anxious Yan Moxue's eyes lit up, but her face quickly sank again, and she ran towards Wu Nian angrily.

"Little baby, it seems that someone is waiting for you. The bearded and glaring Wang Fuzi quieted down and said with a lingering taste, "It's still a beautiful girl, you have to cherish it." Wu Nian raised his head, did not speak, looked at Yan Moxue, and the gunpowder-filled listening wind building behind Yan Moxue, and the window sill smiled at him.

"Why is she here?"

Wu Nian was shocked.