The three coolies were going home at this time and were packing their things, and they had already made up their minds to leave the pigpen city and not implicate others.

Among the three, the coolie has the least belongings, a single person, and he is ready to go out with a casual bag.

But as soon as he went out, he was blocked by Lin Yu at the door, with a smiling expression.

"Is there anything wrong with you?" Coolie asked curiously.

"Nothing!" Lin Yu shook his head, "I just think that everyone is under the same roof, and it can be regarded as fate, so it's better to drink and have a party before leaving, and have a good time!" ”

"Say it again!" Lin Yu pointed to the bright stars in the night sky, "It's so late, where can you go if you leave at this moment?" It's better to stay one more night and leave tomorrow morning. ”

Lin Yu's words were reasonable, and he nodded secretly, he had no long things and no acquaintances, if he left at this time, it was estimated that he would only be able to sleep on the street tonight.

"Okay, it's up to you!" The coolie threw the package down and agreed.

Then, Lin Yu found the fried vendor and the tailor master, and the four of them worked together to make a barbecue in the yard and drink a little wine.

After a few glasses of wine, Lin Yu began to talk nonsense again.

"It's not that I blow, I think back then, I first fought with the abbot in Shaolin Temple, and then fought with one hundred and eight strong people in the rivers and lakes, I was carrying a watermelon knife, cutting from Dongzhimen to Xizhimen, and I didn't close my eyes for three days and three nights....."

Yes, this little brother got drunk and started talking nonsense again, and the three people next to him glanced at each other, thinking tacitly in their hearts at the same time.

Pouring the wine, the three of them were about to toast, but they heard Lin Yu next to him grunting, and fell asleep directly on the dining table.

........

The three of them were speechless at the same time about Lin Yu's amount of alcohol, how could they have the demeanor of a peerless master with this amount of alcohol?

It's ....

The three of them each glared at the other two, their hearts were sharp, and their hands moved slightly.

It is difficult to see a master, and it is even more difficult to find a confidant, what kind of luck is it to meet a martial arts master like himself in this small pigpen city.

So the three of them had the idea of competing.

"Hong Family Iron Fist, please!"

"Gorou gossip stick, please!"

"Twelve-way Tan legs, please!"

The three of them stood up at the same time, and after being polite, they started to move, only to see shadows trembling everywhere, and under the dust, the three of them took dozens of moves, regardless of victory or defeat.

"The Hong family's iron fist, just and soft, powerful!"

"Gorou gossip stick, the tricks are subtle and extraordinary!"

"Twelve-way Tan legs, both rigid and soft, eye-opening!"

The three of them bragged to each other, and were about to stop the competition, and when they returned to the table to continue the barbecue and drink, two middle-aged men wearing hats, glasses, and simple green clothes walked in at the gate of the courtyard.

The feet of the two were silent, so close that they were more than ten meters close to the three before they were discovered.

Looking at these two people, the three coolies were only surprised for a moment, thinking that they were just lost people, but when they took out a quaint piano, stroked the qin and squatted at the door, the breath of slaughter came in an instant, making the nerves of the three of them tense instantly.

They're here to kill!

Suddenly, the three of them stood up in unison and looked at the two middle-aged people, their eyes did not squint, and their faces were solemn.

"Ding!" As the fingers of the man on the left plucked lightly on the strings, the clanging sound was silenced, and in the air, there seemed to be a cyan knife stabbing at the coolie's head.

"Be careful!" The master tailor shouted urgently, and pushed the coolie away.

The knife brushed the coolie's ears and swept past, picked up a few strands of hair, and flew to the back, right in the middle of a cat that was foraging, only to see that the cat didn't have time to scream, so it was chopped in half, and blood flew everywhere.

Looking at the cat's tragic situation, coolie Qiang had a trace of fear in his heart, he asked himself to practice martial arts for many years, and he also knew a lot of martial arts on the rivers and lakes, but he had never been exposed to such a strange exercise.

The tailor master is the oldest, and he knows the most secrets of the rivers and lakes, he showed a serious look on his face at the moment, and explained: "This is the Heavenly Demon Guqin, they should be the gods of killing and the earth is broken, I didn't expect them to practice martial arts to such a realm, they can actually be onomatopoeic and transformative, you can't resist hard, you be careful." ”

Seeing that the master tailor said so carefully, the coolie and the fried vendor were even more cautious, and as soon as the master tailor finished speaking, he heard a clanging sound, and saw three looming cyan knives flying out of the air in front of him, facing the necks of the three people.

The coolie took three steps diagonally, hid behind a grinding disc, and the fried vendor jumped in the air, and returned to his house in a few steps, while the tailor shook his hands violently, only to see a circle of copper rings shaken off his arms, and slightly lifted, the copper rings were tightened, like a natural elbow pad.

The tailor waved his arm violently at the cyan knife, only to hear a tooth-sore sound, and the copper ring on his arm was shattered and scattered all over the ground.

At this moment, the cyan knife has been castrated, and it is invisible, and the tailor master is forced to retreat a few steps by the strength of the knife, and he volleys a heel fight, so that he can be able to stabilize his body.

It's so strong.

Seeing this scene, whether it was a coolie, a fried vendor, or a master tailor, their faces showed shock. Compared with the two in front of them, their martial arts are like stars and moons, which are not worth mentioning at all.

Shot two moves, but failed to kill a person, which made the world and earth also surprised for a moment, but did not reveal it, they continued to play the piano, as if they were singing on the street, immersed in plucking the strings, and the murderous spirit in the piano sound was gradually restrained, catering to the repeated breeze, forming the coolest nocturne of summer.

However, this is just an illusion, murderous and restrained, just waiting for the burst of high notes to brew.

They play the piano, the first thing is to play the complete repertoire, and the second is to kill.

Killing, in their view, is as much an art as playing the harp.

It is unpleasant to kill people in a sluggish voice, and only when you kill in a high note can you relieve the pleasure in your heart.

As the sound of the piano became more and more urgent, the hearts of the three coolies became tighter and tighter, and their eyes stared at the sky and the earth, for fear that they would miss their next attack.

But at this moment, Lin Yu was woken up by the impatient sound of the piano.

In a daze, he shouted: "Are you annoying, and you don't let people sleep?" ”

"Huh?!" At the same time, he held the strings with both hands and looked at Lin Yu, but unfortunately, Lin Yu changed his position and continued to sleep.

suffered, I'm afraid I'm going to affect this kid today.

The tailor thought in his heart, looked at Lin Yu who was asleep on the table, and showed a helpless look, how to protect Lin Yu's thoughtfulness in the face of the lack of heaven and earth at the moment, and the self-protection of the three of them was still insufficient.

It was only an instant when he was interrupted by Lin Yu, and after a short silence, the sky and the earth were missing both hands, and the sound of the piano sounded again, endlessly.

Every time the missing fingers of the day plucked the strings, ten knives flew out, and after a few high-pitched notes, dozens of knives were fired in the direction of the three coolies.