Dong Jibei glanced back at the lame old man, and said with a constipated face: "What are you doing?"

The old man smiled when he saw it. Although the old man said that he was not high or low in his life, he was also a character who had seen everything, and at this time, he took care of the winter to send sorrow, but it was also because he was good-looking, and he reacted intelligently when he met in the first year, so he had a good impression.

The old man's eyes were vicious, and he could see the cultivation of the monk of the three precepts at a glance, and the little descendant in front of him was an ordinary person.

In the old man's concept, even if he is a part-time worker and does miscellaneous things, he has at least slightly cultivated. And like Dong Jibei, it is so big, and there is still a trace of cultivation that is not tainted, which is really rare. That's why I was curious.

"Boy, you eat me now, live in me, Lao Tzu called you, I don't like to see you like this. Otherwise, you get out of the car, it's not far from Beiguang, that is, let's walk for a few days. On this road, there's nothing, it's just some monsters or something......"

"Uncle, what do you command, the kid knows everything, and he has no end to it. ”

Without waiting for the old man to say anything, Dong Jibei immediately trotted over, pounced on the old man, and sat there on his knees.

"It can bend and stretch, a real magic weapon..."

Reciting the eight-character mantra silently in his heart, Dong Jibei's face was sincere.

The old man was stunned for a moment, and then laughed out loud, maybe he hadn't been so happy for a long time, and finally coughed.

"Ouch, you're always at ease. ”

Dong Jibei hurriedly moved a few steps forward and carefully patted the old man's back.

And where he couldn't see, one of the old man's hands suddenly turned into a claw, leaving a black liquid on his arm, which instantly wrapped his palm, like black iron.

And the monk of the three precepts also quietly clenched the Zen staff.

A second later, the two converged at the same time.

The old man breathed a sigh of relief, and then glanced meaningfully at Dong Jibei, and what caught his eye was a handsome and sincere face. The corner of his eyes swept over the Sanjie monk, and said flatly: "It's an old problem, it's nothing." ”

And the monk of the three precepts also did not do anything, and continued to deal with the big cake in his hand.

"Boy, what's your name. ”

"Hehe, my name is Winter Sorrow, Winter Sorrow. ”

"Yo, the name is quite interesting, from a big family?"

"I don't know... I guess so..."

"How do you say that?"

The old man frowned, revealing a hint of dissatisfaction.

"Hehe, to be honest, I don't know what I was born in. I only know that I just had consciousness, and found that I was trapped in the thousand-year-old ice, and there was only one thought in my mind that I was called Dongjibei, and then, I met Uncle Fan, and later, the two of us were chased and killed all the way, and met the monk of Sanjie, and the monk was kind, saying that the wolf king of Beiguang could help me and dispose of the thousand-year-old ice, and after that, we went all the way here and met you. I don't have any memory of the rest. ”

The old man glanced at the cloak of winter sorrow, and sighed with emotion: "Hard-working child." ”

In an instant, Dong Jibei looked constipated. Don't know what to say.

Before, Dong Jibei met the Sanjie monk and lied or something, because he met for the first time and was shocked by the murderous spirit of the Sanjie monk.

However, after the various help of the Sanjie monks, Dong Jibei understood that such people, in ancient times, were chivalrous people, and there was no plan for you.

Dong Jibei has also figured it out now, although he is said to be reborn, joy and confusion coexist, but he is now Dong Jibei, it is better to follow his heart to associate with others.

And in his heart, there is also a secret expectation.

If the monk of the Three Rings calculated him in the end in order to obtain something, he also admitted it, perhaps, if he dies in the end, he will return to the original world, maybe.

As for why he opened his heart to talk to this old man, Dong Jibei was also because he remembered his father's friends before, those gangster brothers.

There are broken fingers, there are scars on their faces, and they always say to Dong Jibei that there is nothing else on this road, but righteousness, and no one dares to leave it.

Dong Jibei didn't know that he had just walked around the Ghost Gate, and his words also fell word for word on the Sanjie monk and the carriage at the front.

His sincerity was exchanged for the recognition of everyone on the scene.

Then, the old man began to blow up with Dong Jibei, the young man became famous, all the way to the north and south, and then met the enemy, overnight, a family of 300 people were slaughtered, leaving only him and a distant nephew, still in infancy, and then, met the nobleman, practiced hard for ten years, after all, revenge, after that, into the noble man, to be a slave, a job, is decades.

Dong Jibei felt that this old man was not sincere, he also said everything thoroughly, although he concealed a part, but that part, he would not say it to anyone, and this old man's blowing stories from all over the world felt more energetic than what was written in the novel, and he was simply the No. 1 candidate for the bitter hero.

However, when he thought about his father's group of friends, he was relieved. I killed with a machete for three days and three nights, and I didn't blink my eyes, are you sure that your eyes are not tired?

The two chatted like this for a long time, and the middle-aged man's voice came from the carriage in front: "Let's go, Lao Zhao." ”

Lame Zhao said impatiently: "Okay, okay, okay, I know." It's really disappointing, you didn't see me chatting happily. You don't know how to count etiquette yet. ”

Saying this, the old man was not slow, although one foot was inconvenient, he came to the front of the car very neatly, and sat firmly at the front of the car.

And Dong Jibei also walked back to his pile with a dissatisfied face, what a good opportunity, learn more about this world, it's a pity. But overall, it was very rewarding.

glanced at the snoring Sanjie monk, and Fan Heihu, who had a steady breath, and sent sorrow to the winter to Shanshan, so he simply fell into the animal skin and closed his eyes.

And as soon as he opened his eyes again, what he saw made Dong Jibei sigh again, he still underestimated the magic of this world.

"Whaha! Really my wolf king Sain's name is screaming! Lao Tzu alone? Haha! You little bastards, you can't get on the table, you dare to come here to spread wild with this little knowledge!"

Thinking of the sound of laughter in his ears, Dong Jibei was awakened alive, and then he opened his eyes to see a middle-aged man who he thought was in the middle of the middle and two in the middle of the tenth, standing at the front of the convoy, facing the hundreds of people surrounding the convoy.

"It's been a long time, let me show you, how high the sky is, how thick the ground is, how many people Lao Tzu has!"

After that, the man's whole body began to spray rainbows, that's right, in the eyes of Dongji's sorrow, it was spraying rainbows outward!

And the rainbow rises to a high place, scattered, but it is a light curtain composed of countless monochromatic lights, and it is no exaggeration to say that fireworks like this are not seen in tens of millions each.

However, in the next second, his brain circuits didn't dare to think casually.

"Have you ever tried to be surrounded by 100,000 soldiers..."

As far as the eye can see, everywhere the plains go, there are a hundred battles!

"More than people, kind of funny..."