The most intense in terms of expression and tone is the Wang family Simu, every time he waves his hand, he must scold, for their eldest brother, it is not only a big brother, but also a father's care. Wang Yan's father only does two things, one is to keep giving birth to babies, and the second thing is that he is in the martial arts hall, his home is just one of his bedrooms, and all his living room and life are in the martial arts hall, where he meets guests, chats with people there, and then walks to a large piece of sand, only standing on that piece of sand, he is like a seed, falling on the ground.

All of Wang Yan's sons were rolling on that sand when they were five years old, except for his sons, there were also several of his disciples. Wang Yan only sat in the martial arts hall, he could find the feeling of sitting in the center of the Juyi Hall back then, his sons were about to be sent to the Sword Forging Cliff when they were twelve years old, fortunately, he still had this self-knowledge, he himself could not teach good disciples, he just wanted to sit in a position of the first seat, and from time to time find a disciple to knock them to the ground, so as to satisfy his feelings of martial arts in the world.

Fortunately, Wang Yan has another hobby, that is, hunting meat, no matter spring, summer, autumn and winter, he will go out hunting, as soon as he goes to the moon, hunting all the way, while smoking beasts on the way, he is doing this kind of work, while sending those smoked meat home, and also to Xiuyue Villa, after all, he has more than half of the children in Xiuyue Villa, eat a little more meat, for a child who is growing up, that is the most important thing, this is his mantra, fortunately, his skills are really a must.

Wang Yan had countless meat delivery carts, and these carts were lined with rows of wooden racks, and beasts, large and small, must first be pickled in a large iron pot with salt and micronitrate. This is his craft, he was originally born as a hunter and became the king of the mountain, but he has never forgotten this craft:

"My children, even with this craft, can survive. ”

"Yes, yes, Master's craftsmanship is unique in the world. ”

Whether it was his disciples or his children, everyone had to say this, even Luo Fuluo and Lantian Yu had to say this. If the disciples and children don't say this, then the next thing they say is:

"How are you doing these days? It's still early, I'll check it out. ”

In this way, not only Wang Tongzun is afraid to hear this sentence, but all his disciples are afraid to hear this sentence, and that kind of result is not what that son or disciple likes to be examined. Luo Fuluo and Lantian Yu also have to say good, if they say half a bad word that day, then they may not be able to eat his smoked meat for half a year. But there are exceptions, that is, Moto, Moto can say anything, but Moto has skill in speaking:

"Lao Wang, are you in a bad mood these days, you see that there is always sadness in your flesh, and there is still some loneliness and loneliness? Are you a little disappointed there, can't this mood be put into the meat? Let me always worry about your mood, if you are in a bad mood, your body will cross. I also have some discomfort when I eat this meat, and this meat is not delicious. ”

Where can Wang Yan understand this, he still thinks that Motuo is caring about him:

"Yes, yes, I'm with you, I'm always thinking about them. ”

"This is not right! You come here, you are a guest, I am the master, between the host and the guest, there must be a courtesy, we are not the king of the mountain for a long time, how can we speak unreliable?

You should ask me hello first, and then talk about the children, so that there is a sequence, the order is not disordered, the order will be clear, and the etiquette will not be lost, and besides, the children of the future will be better than us, and our example, they will learn it unwillingly, and this should be noted, just like your pickled meat, how can you make it not like you?"

Moto talked to Wang Yan all the way, criticized Wang Yan all the way, always caught the children and meat to talk about things, and Lantian Yu and Luo Fuluo, who listened to his two conversations, always couldn't help laughing, but so what? Motuo just couldn't stop nodding, he was a person who didn't know three big characters, he only knew two words, one was Wang, the other was Yan, needless to say, the word Wang was on the head of the big tiger, and the other learned to be Yan. Two fires, that is, flame, this is your name, you have to remember, these two fires, one on top of the other, can't go wrong, if they are burned together, then it will not be a word. ’

This word Yan and the word Wang were both taught to him by Moto, just for these two words, Wang Yan attached to Xiuyue Villa, Wang Yan has been an orphan since he was a child, only to know that the villagers call him Wang Yan, but what are these two words? But it was not until he met Motuo that Motuo said to him, Motuo said these two words to him is a kind of sincerity, he feels that a straightforward person like Wang Yan should know his name. Wang Yan also knows that he is honest, but this kind of metaphor is also what Motuo told him, "Honesty is not stupidity, stupidity is really hopeless, honesty is a slow understanding, or understanding, but it is a slow reaction, this is a sincere treatment in human nature, but also a kind of noble person's morality, you are such a person." ”

This is what Moto told him, Wang Yan also knows that his character is difficult to live in this world, or there should be some Moto's kind of turning and fangyuan, such a world, so that he can survive, he hopes that his children also have a little bit of Moto's quality, in this way, Moto's criticism of him, he knows, and he still accepts and treats it with that kind of honesty.

And Motuo, a scholar in the desert, is gentle and simple in him, living in this troubled world, it is a shame, a kind of sorrow, there should be a kind of stubbornness and unyielding Wang Yan, he is willing to let Mo Xiuyan play with the children of the Wang family, that is, he hopes that Mo Xiuyan will also be stained with some of the sex of the Wang family, and when it comes to Mo Xiuyan and Wang Tongzun, they have the emotions of two generations.

As soon as Mo Xiuyan and Wang Tongzun fell to the ground, the four trees of the Wang family fought hard, two of their opponents, one was the second Chen Shen, and the other was the fourth horse and two Li.

Chen Shen Xiang has the wind of a brother, calm and quiet, known as the gentleman of Tangshan painting, that is, to work with people, more to the pursuit of beauty, and hurting people to kill people has become the second requirement, just to a wave of palms, he never to direct and efficient for the martial arts, he waved his hand to draw a curved swirl, turn back and go, is the painting environment, but to his hands, every move to do, is a painting environment, the shape is like the ink of the scorched wet and dry, a kick between the feet, but also said that the five colors of the ink, it is conceivable that he has lost his killing intent in this way of playing.

Painting a gentleman, this reputation, in his gestures, the clouds are light and the wind is clear, the eyes are in the distance, Wang Musen punched, he took it with a palm, and he borrowed the power to turn around, and he had to go to a hyperbola, before he began to push back, but at this time, Wang Musen's next continuation force arrived, and he had begun to compete with him. And Wang Mulin kicked straight away, he moved a step lightly, but he was not in a hurry to fight back, he had to finish this turning back flowing water, he only turned back a palm. This way of playing, make the two king brothers miserable, although they don't try their best to blow, but you can't fight with him in a hurry, he just doesn't have a boundary, like a cloud in the sky, a month in the water, gather and scatter at will, from freedom, I saw his robe swaying lightly, step by step like smoke.

Ma Erli, is a must, for people three stands, but he only seeks two stands, in this name can be seen, he is not a person who is bent on the pursuit of perfection, this is just a mind, and his own deep meaning is that in a person's life, can have one to stand up, is also a saint, can reach three stands, which is what is the realm?

Lixin, this point he thinks is an extremely simple thing, the reason why it is simple, is that he never lightly promises, in this way, let him seem to be an independent person, although he is friends with the eight people of Tangshan, also known as the nine friends of Tangshan, and a radius of several hundred miles, most of them are known as the nine sages of Tangshan. Only this Ma Erli, although in this group, is a self-contained one, not many languages, independent action, so that he fights with people, has his theory, and people fight, seeking victory is first-class, and in the pursuit of victory and defeat in the pursuit of a distinct personal character, this is into the second class, to the third class, to reach the time to fight with people, your opponent also with your way, and at the same time show personal cultivation and moves, this is into the third class.

After the third rank, it is the spirit of martial arts, and that kind of realm is the realm he wants to pursue. What is this fourth-class realm? He never said, he always thought that the realm that could be said was not called the realm. What he said was right, and it was not right, Chen Jian and they always used this to make fun of him, but he never cared, only that it was not enough to say, this was not enough to say, it was not enough to make Tangshan Ba even more disdainful, not enough to say, it was clearly to look down on, look down on people, despise, and contempt all kinds of meanings, but Tangshan Jiuyou can be valued by King Kangning, everyone has their mind and generosity, and never has a serious face with Ma Erli, maybe this is the pursuit of gentlemen and different people.

The Wang family's Ermu fought against this Ma Erli, and he was also anxious but couldn't start.

At this moment, Yi Jinglan whispered, "Huh······ Ahh Who knows, what Yi Jinglan wants is for him to jump together, at the moment when the bamboo Han's feet are off the ground, Yi Jinglan shook her head, and the black hair at one end was scattered in an instant, and the green silk of the bundle of hair, at both ends of the green silk, there were two small silver balls, just when Yi Jinglan shook her head, the small silver ball, with the green silk, shot towards the bamboo letter.