"Wu Di, there is a person outside who asks to see you. ”

At eleven o'clock the next morning, when Wu Di was still asleep, Su Qingmei walked into the room to wake him up.

Wu Di was too tired last night, and he went home and studied Shiwang very late, so he only slept for a little time, so his body was in a very tired state.

"Who?" Wu Di opened his eyes reluctantly, what he hated most was being disturbed in a state of deep sleep.

If someone you know comes in and waits, or go back first and call later, it's not cost-effective to disturb your dreams if you don't know them.

However, Wu Di guessed that nine times out of ten, he didn't know him, otherwise Su Qingmei wouldn't need to come in and ask for instructions.

"I don't know. ”

Su shook his head lightly and said, "I said that it is inconvenient for you to meet guests while resting, and it is undesirable to ask him to leave his contact information or come back to visit him at night, saying that even if you sit and wait at the door, you must wait for you to wake up and see him as soon as possible." ”

"Huh?" Wu Di frowned, as if he sensed that this unknown person had something important to say to him.

If there is nothing important, who would take the wrong medicine and wait at someone else's door?

"I'll see who he is!"

Wu Di took the mobile phone at the bedside, turned on the mobile phone monitoring system, and called up the monitoring screen at the door.

In the surveillance footage, it is an extremely stout man, about thirty years old, with very burnt skin and a little honest.

The man's pretense looks extremely ordinary, not very bright, as if he came out of the countryside, which is in great contrast with these people in the capital who pay attention to dressing up.

At least in the capital, even if he is a sixty or seventy-year-old uncle, in terms of clothing selection and matching, he is not as ordinary and simple as the man in the surveillance screen, and at the same time wears extremely rare mille-feuille shoes.

Mille-feuille canvas shoes are a very popular standard in the ancient martial arts world, because the thick sole has a good shock absorption effect, allowing warriors to carry out intense sports and running and jumping without hurting joints, knees, muscles and bones.

Nowadays, science and technology are developed with better shock absorption air cushions and springs, and many warriors choose the shoes made by this shoe factory, which can use technology to jump higher while protecting the footsteps with good shock absorption.

Mille-feuille canvas shoes have gradually become history, unless they are small ancient martial arts sects and Taoist priests in remote mountainous areas, and poor households are still using them due to hard conditions.

The honest guy who came to visit Wu Di was a little confusing, but it gave him the feeling that it was more safe than dangerous.

"Let him in!"

Wu Di couldn't understand who this honest and honest guy with martial arts colors was, but he still motioned to Su Qingmei to invite someone in.

......

"Mr. Wu, you're finally up!"

When Wu Di appeared in the living room after washing, this honest guy appeared in front of him and greeted him with a respectful and polite expression.

"You are?"

Wu Di frowned and asked in confusion.

He had the impression that there was no one with such short hair and similar dress.

"Secretly called Wang Da Hammer, from the north of the West Water Ditch. The honest man took the initiative to introduce himself.

"Xishuigou, which Xishuigou?" Wu Di's brows furrowed even deeper.

He had never heard of this name and place, and he also felt extremely helpless about Wang Dazhui.

Zhangjiagou, Wangjiazhai, Shangcun, Xiaxiang and other small area names are called too much, if it is not a very well-known location, so people really can't remember where it is.

West water ditch, how many west water ditches are there on the land of China?

"From the west ditch in the north, there is a big river at the head of our village, and we are on the west side of the river. Wang Dazhui scratched the back of his head and responded.

Wu Di: "......"

Made!

If he also introduces himself, I am from XX Village, there is a stinky ditch at the head of the village, and there is a girl named Erya in the neighborhood, does she know?

"Mr. Wu, you don't know where our West Water Ditch is?"

Wang Dazhui looked at Wu Di's appearance and knew that he didn't understand where Xishuigou was, and took the initiative to ask in confusion.

Wu Di: "......"

If murder is not illegal, he really wants to rush up and pinch the king's sledgehammer.

"I said big brother, my family is Wangjiatun, and there is a big yellow dog at the door of my house, do you know who I am?"

"Oh-oh-" Wang Dazhui finally realized that he had said the wrong thing, and held it vigorously on the back of his head and posed as if he suddenly realized, "It turns out that you don't know where the North West Water Ditch is, so the West Water Ditch in XX City, North Sichuan Province, should understand, right?"

Wu Di: "......"

And Su Qingmei next to him almost laughed, but in order to consider the face of both parties, he still couldn't help but not laugh.

She usually has a good level of literacy, and her ability to endure is different from ordinary people, and she almost can't help but be teased at the moment, which is enough to see how much Wang Dazhui wants to make people laugh.

"What are your expressions?"

Wang Dazhui looked at Wu Di and Su Qingmei as if they wanted to laugh but didn't want to laugh, and they were even more puzzled for a while.

"Big brother, you're so funny!"

Wu Di gave Wang Sledgehammer a thumbs up, but he didn't want to worry too much with him, so he asked directly, "What did you say about looking for me?" ”

Through this series of actions, Wu Di has already understood that Wang Dazhui should not have much malice.

At least the bad guys can't have such a simple side, and even if they pretend, they can't be disguised.

"Actually, it was actually my uncle who asked me to come to you. ”

Wang Dazhui touched his head and responded with a stupid smile.

"Who is your uncle?" Wu Di asked curiously.

"Hehe, I don't know. Wang Dazhui smiled.

Wu Di: "......"

I don't know my uncle's name, so it's a Tai Chi product, right?

Is it still a nephew?

"When I was a child and went up the mountain to practice martial arts, my master asked me to call him uncle, but I don't remember what his name was or how old he was. Anyway, every time we meet, we are called uncles. Wang Dazhui continued to explain.

Wu Di: "......"

He didn't know what to say anymore, he was completely conquered by this honest big brother.

He grew so big that he didn't accept anything, and his uncle helped the king with a sledgehammer.

What the hell is this?

"Really Mr. Wu, I really don't know what my uncle's name is, and he rarely appears in the sect, and generally we have almost no chance of hearing his name from the mouths of our uncles and elders. ”

Wang Dazhui suddenly became even more anxious when he saw Wu Di's expression, for fear that he would drive him away, and explained more anxiously.

"Whew-"

Wu Di took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down, and then asked, "Okay, what is the name of your sect?

Wu Di thought that since Wang Dazhui and the people of the sect couldn't understand it, the sect should know, right?

With Wu's familiarity with the various sects and factions of the ancient martial arts, it is not difficult to guess the origin of Wang Dazhui if he knows the sect!

(End of chapter)