Seeing the three madmen vomiting blood and fainting, the fat man's prejudice in his heart was somewhat less, but it didn't mean that he forgave the three madmen, maybe it was a little more in his heart. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Before he had time to bury the seventh uncle and the two of them, the three madmen themselves fell down first, and they didn't even have time to add the last handful of loess.

"How many years! I've never seen anyone like this! Seventh uncle! You've got a good apprentice! Go with confidence......" Lao Li let out a long sigh, in his heart, he was originally not optimistic about the three madmen, and the more suitable candidate might be the fat man, but in the end, he found that his poor eyesight was not a star.

After fainting, the three madmen are also completely liberated, although it is temporary, but this moment of tranquility is better than drinking the most mellow wine in the world!

"It's really blind, I was so righteous before, why did I take the lead when something happened now?" The fat man muttered in his heart, he had already put aside his previous feelings.

Maybe it's more important to him to live and save his life peacefully, but for the three madmen, this is not necessarily a loss! Maybe it's going to be a blessing.

"Hey, how are you going to go back later?" The fat man has a bit of a taste of scolding Huai.

"O this man! Everyone has a time to carry it, everyone has a smooth time, and everything has a past day! It's just that this person doesn't look back, he only cares about the present, and if there is nothing left, there will be nothing...... "Lao Li Tou couldn't say anything when he saw the fat man like this, so he could only knock on the side, to say that this old man is also like this, and he loves to hide it."

"Then I'll carry him back!" The fat man said extremely reluctantly, the appearance of the little follower had long since disappeared. Lao Li didn't talk, he still sat down with his head buried in his own affairs.

"Old Uncle Li! What happened to Zhuangzi? You came here in such a hurry. The fat man asked curiously.

"Zhuangzi has come up with officers and soldiers riding big horses! I'm afraid that the news of last night has spread! Lao Li frowned, as if he had a very heavy heart pressing on his heart.

"Didn't a few people open the door for me last night? How could it get out so quickly? The fat man said subconsciously after listening.

"You knocked on the door last night?" Lao Li Tou said with a little surprise, although he had guessed some in his heart, but after all, everything he guessed was false.

"It's me!" Old Li Tou was stunned by the fat man's question.

"Forget it! Hurry up and slip your hands and feet! Hurry back to Zhuangzi! Remember, don't say anything about it! Lao Li Tou told again and again.

"No one can say?" The fat man confirmed.

"No one!" Lao Li Tou's attitude is very tough.

"May I ask why?" Fat man, this is the rhythm of breaking the casserole and asking to the end.

"If you want to live well, don't say anything!" Lao Li Tou grasped the weakness of the fat man and said with a burst of blood.

"Oh......"

They are all croppers, and they are all Zhuangzi at the foot of this mountain, and in less than a stick of incense, Lao Li Tou and the fat man have built two sealed mounds in a small area!

"Seventh uncle! I didn't protect you, but now the situation is urgent and I can't ask for guilt, I'll come to see you in a few days, and I hope you will bless us to deal with this matter! After Lao Li bowed and bowed again, he hurriedly walked down the mountain.

Although the fat man on the side knew about the Tianmen Iron Guard, he didn't know the story of the previous generation, although he was somewhat touched, but after all, he just listened to it.

Although the fat man didn't complain about the three madmen along the way, he always had a bitter face.

At this time, the three madmen were like drunkards after a hangover, unconscious all over their bodies, and their ugly words might make him more vivid.

If the seventh uncle is not dead, or if someone opens the eyes of the sky, one point will see that these three madmen are still standing in front of the grave of the seventh uncle and the three madmen at this time.

It turned out that the spirits of these three madmen were left there, and looking at the yin and yang of feng shui, it was said that people with a weak foundation should not go to places with too much dust, otherwise the soul would be contaminated.

The three madmen themselves are a very positive person, this moment the spirit is out of the body, must be greatly stimulated, if the doctor at this time a pulse, he will definitely tell the family to hurry up to prepare for the future, because this pulse is basically gone.

"Master! Stone! The spirit of the three madmen knelt in front of the grave in a daze at this time and muttered vigorously, it seems that he still hasn't been able to forgive himself.

This heart-wrenching pain is far beyond ordinary people's imagination......

God is always like this, he loves to play tricks on people! Love to make little jokes.

The nickname of the Three Madmen is really not in vain, as if he had foresight foreseen what he would do in the future!

Is this the power of words?

Maybe this is just an outsider's opinion, but what kind of road a person takes is closely related to his experience, just like those vulgar plots, but the three madmen can be regarded as a clear stream in this vulgarity, of course, this will naturally be seen in the future.