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Qiao Feng paced slowly in the field and said: "Brothers, last night, I was drinking at the head of the Wangjiang Tower on the edge of the Yangtze River in Jiangyin, and I met a middle-aged Confucian student, who actually exhausted ten bowls of wine in one breath, and his face did not change color, a good amount of wine, a good man!" I drank three bowls with him, and when it came to the martial arts figures in Jiangnan, he boasted that he was the second in Jiangnan, and the first was Murong Fu Murong Gongzi. I slapped him three times. He took the first and second palms, and the third palm shattered the wine bowl he held in his left hand, and the porcelain shards scratched his face with blood. He looked calm and said, 'Pity! Pity! It's a pity that a big bowl of good wine. I cherished it, and the fourth palm stopped making a move, saying: "Your Excellency's palm is exquisite, and the four words 'Jiangnan second' are well deserved." He said: 'The second in the south of the Yangtze River, the first fart in the world!' I said: "Brother Tai does not have to be too humble, in terms of palm skills, Brother Tai can be regarded as a first-class player." He said: "It turned out that the beggar helped Qiao to drive the leader, and my brother was very convinced, so I thank your subordinates for showing mercy and not letting me get hurt, and I will give you another bowl!" The two of us drank three bowls together. When we broke up, I asked him for his name, and he said that his surname was Gongye, and his single name was a 'Qian'. It's not a dry thing, it's a toast. He said that he was a subordinate of Murong Gongzi and the owner of Chixia Village, and invited me to his village to drink for three days. Brothers, what do you say about such people? Aren't they good friends? ”

Wu Changfeng said loudly: "This Gongye Qian is a good man, a good friend!" Helper, when will you introduce me to me? ”

Jin Yong's book, a book of eight dragons, is full of heroism, the amount of alcohol is very good, in Qiao Feng's heart, he is a good man, and in Li Wuru's opinion, it is too illogical.

However, the excitement of Tianlong Babu, isn't it that between these heroic and atmospheric, there are many angry and hateful people, and they can't cover up the heroic demeanor in the book.

Elder Song asked, "Helper, what happened?" ”

Qiao Feng said: "After I said goodbye to Gongye Qian, I hurried to Wuxi, and when I reached the second watch, I suddenly heard two people standing on a small bridge arguing loudly. At that time, it was all dark, and there were still people arguing, I thought it was strange, I went up to take a look, only to see that the small bridge was a single-plank bridge, one end stood a man in black, the other end was a countryman, with a load of dung on his shoulders, it turned out that the two were fighting for the road. The man in black told the countrymen to go back, saying that he had reached the bridge first. The countrymen said that they couldn't return the dung burden, so they asked the man in black to go back. The man in black said: "We have consumed from the first shift to the second watch, and then from the second watch to the dawn." I still won't let it. The countryman said, "You are not afraid of the smell of my dung, so it will be consumed." The man in black said, "You have a dung burden on your shoulders, as long as you are not afraid of being tired, we will be exhausted." ’”

"When I saw this, I was very amused, and I thought: 'This man in black has a really strange temper, take a few steps back, let him give way, that is, what does it taste like to be so face-to-face with this countryman who carries dung?' Listening to the two of them, it was obvious that they had already spent a second time. I was curious, and I wanted to see the results, to know whether it was the man in black who surrendered because he was afraid of the smell, or whether the countryman was so tired that he admitted defeat. I don't want to smell the smell of the sky too much, and stand far away in the upper wind. I only listened to the two of you, you and me, what I said were Jiangnan dialect, and I didn't understand it, in short, I said that I was straight. The countryman was really ruthless, changing the dung burden from the left shoulder to the right shoulder, and from the right shoulder to the left shoulder, but he refused to take a step back. I looked at it for a while, and gradually became amazed, and realized that the man in black was standing on the single-plank bridge, his body was as immobile as a mountain, and he was actually a man with excellent martial arts. The countryman who picked up dung was just an ordinary person, although he was born strong and strong, but he didn't know how to do martial arts at all. The more I looked at it, the more strange it became, and I thought: This man in Siyi is so good at martial arts, he only stretched out a little finger, and pushed the countryman into the river with a dung burden, but he didn't use martial arts at all. Such a master should be very well cultivated, even if he doesn't want to let the other party, so lightly, leap over the countryman's head, but how easy, he just wants to vomit with this countryman, it's really funny! ”

"I heard the man in black raise his voice and say loudly: 'If you don't let me again, I'm going to curse!' The country man said: 'Scold and scold.' You can scold, but I won't scold? He was the first to speak and cursed. The man in black scolded him. Two people, you and I, all kinds of strange foul language will come out. I can't understand half of these Jiangnan swearing. After scolding for half an hour, the countryman was exhausted, and the man in black was full of internal strength, and he was still full of energy. I saw the country man swaying, and it seemed that he was about to fall into the river before a cup of tea.

Suddenly, the countryman reached into the dung bucket, grabbed a handful of dung water, and threw it at the man in black. The man in black never expected him to splash, 'Ah', and his face and mouth were already covered with dung. I cried out, 'Oh no, this countryman is killing himself, but who is to blame?' Seeing that the man in black was furious, he slapped his palms together on the top of the countryman's head. ”

I only heard Qiao Feng continue: "This change came too quickly, I was afraid of smelling the smell, standing more than ten feet away, and I wanted to save the countryman, but it was too late." Unexpectedly, the man in black was about to hit the countryman's Tianling Gai with his palm, but suddenly his palm stopped in mid-air, no longer falling, laughed, and said, "Brother, you are more patient with me, who won in the end?" The countryman was really lazy, and he obviously lost, but he refused to admit it, and said: 'I picked up the dung, naturally you took advantage, I don't believe you picked the dung, I stand empty, and see who loses and who wins?' The man in black said, 'That's right!' He stretched out his hand and took the dung burden from his shoulder, stretched out his left arm, and placed his palm in the middle of the flat burden, holding it flat. ”

"When the countryman saw that he was holding the dung burden with one hand, and his arms were at the shoulder level, he could not help but be stunned, and said, 'You...... You ......," the man in black said with a smile: "I'll just hold it like this, don't change hands, let's face each other, whoever loses, will drink up this load of dung." When the countryman saw his miraculous skills, how dare he quarrel with him again, and hurriedly retreated, but he was so flustered that he fell into the middle of the river. The man in black stretched out his right hand, grabbed him by the collar, raised his right arm flat, so that he held a load of dung on his left and a man on his right, laughed, and said, 'Enjoyable, enjoyable!' With a vertical body, he gently fell to the opposite bank, put the countryman and the dung burden in the ground, began a light work, and disappeared into the mulberry forest. ”

"This man in black was poured dung in his mouth, and if he wanted to kill the countryman, it was just a matter of raising his hands. Even if he refuses to kill casually, it is natural to punch him a few times, but he has no recklessness. This person's temperament is indeed a bit special, and it can be said that it is very rare in the martial arts. Brothers, I have seen this with my own eyes, and I am far away from him, so he may not be able to see my traces, so that he intends to be pretentious. Is a person like this a good friend and a good man? ”