Three men in brown shorts walked out of the alley.

The middle-aged man led by him stopped and looked back, and saw that Shi Meng and the lady had gone back to the house, and a large number of people gathered in front of the courtyard also began to disperse, leaving only a few people who exchanged their heads and pointed at this side, so they smiled bitterly:

"Alas, I offended Shi Zhutou now, and I'm afraid I won't get along well in the future. Find a random one to grab us into the class room, fry the meat with bamboo shoots and serve, and the ass blooms......"

A young man on the side disagreed, and said:

"What are you afraid of, we stay in the southern district, and he governs the northern district, can't we pounce and take a bite? Besides, we are just running errands and doing things according to the rules, and we are not picking on his thorns. Paying off debts is a matter of course, and there is no reason to annoy people. ”

Another old man answered:

"That being said, you and I both know what is going on...... Hey, Zhang San, the golden hairpin is going to be put away. This is the thing that the lady of the Shi family dowried, and it was designated to be redeemed after three days. ”

"This naturally knows, our family is measured. ”

Zhang San pressed his chest uneasily, and then reached into his arms and took out a golden hairpin, waiting to take a closer look.

Syllable......

The air burst into flames.

Hurricane spurs.

Sou......

A dark shadow flashed and vanished.

The trees beside the road swayed, the fallen leaves swirled, and the sharp sound of the wind filled my ears.

The three of them were so frightened that they squatted on the ground and hugged their heads, trembling, and only dared to stand up after ten breaths, and their legs were weak.

"Just now, what happened just now, it's not scary. Do you see anything strange?"

"It's like a black shadow running by, I can't see it really, it's not a ghost. ”

"The sky is blue, where are the ghosts. ”

"Zhang San, where is the hairpin in your hand?"

"Ah......h

The three of them were so frightened that they almost went out of their bodies, lying on the ground like dogs and groping in a hurry, eager to dig three feet into the ground, but where did they see the shadow of the golden hairpin.

Zhang Sanyi sat on the ground and cried:

"What's the matter? You two have to be witnesses...... Alas, the shopkeeper shouldn't suspect that the three of us swallowed the golden hairpin......"

"The hairpin was lost in your hands, what does it matter?"

"You guy, it's so cold!"

"Alright, alright, stop arguing. The three of us came out together, and no one can get rid of it if we lose the hairpin......"

"No, I'll have to go back and find the stone catcher. ”

"What are you looking for him?"

"Looking for him to get the hairpin back...... Maybe his lady took out a stick, and it flew away when the wind blew. ”

Oh, the old man was so anxious that he stomped his foot, grabbed Zhang San violently, and said:

"I can't go, I can't go...... The lady of the Shi family clearly handed over the golden hairpin to us, and all the neighbors saw it. When you just went out of the alley and turned around to ask for it, didn't you tell them that you had lost the hairpin? If Shi Zhutou came to redeem it three days later and insisted that the golden hairpin was worth five hundred taels of silver, wouldn't Han Moxuan want to find him money?

Shi Zhutou has always been honest and honest, and he is not greedy and wronged. A few days ago, I spent a lot of silver for my brother's funeral, and these days I have entered a lot of books, and I don't think I can get a hundred taels in two or three days. Listening to the tone of the lady of the Shi family, she just wanted to use the gold hairpin to offset the silver ten taels. We must not make a noise, and if we go back and tell the shopkeeper honestly, we will be scolded at most and our wages will be deducted. If it is loud and a lion opens its mouth, I am afraid that our skin will be peeled off by the shopkeeper. ”

"But how can you say it? The hairpin is gone out of thin air, and no one believes it. ”

"There was a sudden gust of wind just now, did you see a black shadow flashing?"

"See, see. That gust of demonic wind pierced people's eyes......"

"I'm also seeing ......"

"When I went back, I said that I encountered a monster, and the golden hairpin was swept away by the demon wind......"

......

There was an oil lamp hanging on the wall, as yellow as a bean, and it could not dispel the dark night. So another candle was lit on the dinner table, illuminating a few plates of cold cuts and peanut pickles.

Sister-in-law Shi and Gardenia were told to rest early, and Chu Fan and Shi Meng were eating and drinking in the hall.

The atmosphere was a bit oppressive and dreary.

Chu Fan looked at his pretending to smile with a heavy heart, and he didn't reveal it, and said, "Brother Meng......"

Shi Meng was so shocked that he hurriedly left his seat, bowed down, and said, "The immortal master has killed the villain......

Chu Fan laughed and said:

"There are no outsiders here, so you can speak casually...... Life is a life, grass and trees are autumn. Originally, there was no high or low, it was all acquired. When the wind rises, catkins fly all over the sky, some fall into the mud, and some fall down the jade steps. It's no different, it's just that the day after tomorrow is different. In my opinion, whether you fall into the mud or fall down the jade steps, there is no difference, it is nothing more than walking in the world.

If you're too restrained, it's not interesting for everyone to socialize. I don't like verbose rules and cumbersome etiquette the most in my life. Calling your brother respects you as old and takes care of you, and you accept it calmly. If I have trouble, I will talk about it directly, and if you have anything, you can say it directly. In addition, don't call the immortal master, I'm afraid that the wall has ears. Everyone before and after everyone must be called Chu Fan, and Xiao Fan can do the same...... Hehe, sit down. Do you understand?"

Shi Meng's heart turned over the river and the sea, he wanted to speak and stopped, and after he sat down, joy and sorrow were intertwined.

The good thing is that such an unattainable figure as the immortal master, if you go to the county town, the county guard will greet you, and if you go to the royal city, the prince will bend down to flatter, but in a small county town and call yourself a brother, I don't know how many lifetimes to cultivate the blessing. But if you want to call Xiaofan by yourself, you don't dare.

The worry is that these days, in order to compensate for my brothers, I have collected books and emptied my family. Where can I find more than 100 taels of silver? Although the "explosive gas pill" left by Yang Qi can be exchanged for money, he can't find a way out, and he doesn't dare to publicize it. Once such a precious elixir is revealed, it will not cause death. If the immortal master wants to talk about something directly, should he ask him? His pockets are probably cleaner than his face.

Chu Fan chewed a piece of crispy raw braised tripe, took a sip of the rice wine brewed by Sister-in-law Shi, and asked, "Brother Meng, your martial arts are only in the third middle stage of the mud embryo realm." In Yangwu County, are there any masters?"

Shi Meng put down his chopsticks and replied respectfully:

"Yes, the third medium-term. In the county, the highest martial arts are Zhang Biao and me. ”

"How many years have you been practicing?"

"Alas, a whole twenty years. Shi Meng's face was gloomy.

As the saying goes, the poor are rich and the rich. This martial arts practice is not like learning literature, you can have pen and paper books. You need advanced exercises, you need the guidance of a famous teacher, and you need the assistance of pills...... Poor families can afford it. He practiced hard for twenty years, and he could survive to the middle stage of the third level of the mud embryo realm. And Yang Qi's house, who reached the third peak in his early twenties, can't be compared at all.

"How many years do you estimate it will take you to reach the peak?" Chu Fan continued to ask.

Shi Meng replied honestly:

"Martial arts cultivation, the higher you go, the more difficult it becomes. Yangwu County's Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi is not comparable to the Cave Heaven and Blessed Land, coupled with its own true qi and mixed spirit, lacking the elixir Peiyuan quenching body, and also dividing the energy to hunt down thieves and chase the murderer...... In this way, it will take at least another ten years. If you can't reach the peak within ten years, you will end up in the middle of your life. ”

Chu Fan smiled when he heard this, and said:

"Stretch out your palms, breathe, and enter the dantian. ”

Shi Meng didn't know what to do, so he raised his palm, and saw Chu Fan flick a finger in his palm.

His whole body shook violently, and he felt that a bolt of lightning hit the Lao Gong acupoint, exploding in the meridians, and his true qi was instantly filled. The energy of the whole body skyrocketed, and there was a faint cyclone forming in the lower dantian, which was much more pure and condensed than in the past.

Heaven is pitiful, this, this, this, is it the third peak?

The immortal master flicked his fingers, and he was better than me for ten years.

Shi Meng trembled with excitement, and his eyes were filled with tears. wanted to bow his head, but he knew that Chu Fan didn't like it, so he forcibly held back and fidgeted.

Tables and chairs swayed, and dishes and spoons clanged. A fried peanut rice bone rolled off the table, but it was grabbed by Chu Fan with chopsticks and sent into his mouth to bite crisply.

When Shi Meng finally calmed down, Chu Fan said slowly:

"Color is emptiness, and emptiness is color. You and Yang Qi didn't believe it that night, maybe they thought I wanted to cheat the silver, hehe...... The world is empty, and it can be created out of nothing......"

After speaking, he raised his hand and grabbed it in the air, retracted it and spread it out under the candlelight, only to see a golden hairpin lying quietly in the palm of his hand. The hairpin is divided into two strands, the hairpin head is bent into a flower branch, the style is simple, and there is no jewel to shake.

Chu Fan stretched out his palm, Shi Meng picked up the golden hairpin, his throat gurgled and he couldn't speak.

This hairpin is naturally the lady of the Shi family.

Chu Fan originally planned to follow the three of them, and after finding Han Moxuan, he stole the hairpin back, and touched it with a few hundred taels of silver. Who expected that after Zhang San came out of the alley, he took out the golden hairpin to check, where could he miss the God-given opportunity? When I went back, I still jumped in from the fence wall, climbed into the wing room and came out again, unaware.

The front and back are only half a pillar of incense.

Sensei said that the sorghum was not ripe, so the lady of the Shi family could be worth washing rice. The little girl helped to light the fire under the stove, and Shi Meng held his son in the hall and spun around like a headless fly.

Chu Fan's speed increased again, reaching a point where he could not distinguish with the naked eye. It was so fast that a line of vacuum was pulled, and the air flow filled the empty space and made a popping sound. Han Moxuan's three guys were confused, thinking that the demon wind was blowing.

As for conjuring a golden hairpin with empty hands, it is simpler, shaking it out from the cuffs. The movement is too fast, not to mention that the lights are dim, even if you do tricks under Shi Meng's nose in broad daylight, you will not be able to see clearly.

Chu Fan is not pretending to be a ghost or a ghost.

He just didn't bother to explain, leaving it up to you to guess.

Coupled with the simplicity of the experience of the past life and the present life, even if he thinks carefully to see through the world, he still has not escaped the mischievous nature of young people.

Seeing Shi Meng glaring at Jin Hai, he opened his mouth a few times but didn't say anything, and he didn't squeak.

After drinking a few glasses of wine to himself, he said:

"Brother Meng, there must be someone plotting about the "White Deer Cave Anthology...... Tell me about Yangwu County. ”