After a long time, he and Zhang Xiaochuan and Zhang Jiagun are in the same school, and the martial arts realm of the two is changing with each passing day, and they are even more than a step higher than those first-class sects in the land of one state. Wei Changpan's martial arts realm is from the life and death battles and coincidence to be born in the dantian at this age to give birth to martial arts, coupled with the dying gift of the old man of the Zhang family in Jinzhou, Wei Changpan will not be so difficult to go to the next level in time.

But he heard the former dart head Zhang Bashun confide in his words, saying that after the Li mother and daughter were taken to Jinzhou, they had been living in seclusion to hide their eyes, and Zhang Xiaochuan had never been instructed in her martial arts. No matter how much the master loves his sister, he left the martial arts cheats at the bottom of the box for this beloved daughter, but no one pointed out that these martial arts cheats are very easy to go astray, not to mention that Zhang's gun practice is originally about accumulation, and the reason why Zhang Wu can still be among the sixth-story martial arts in that year is not unrelated to his extremely solid foundation.

Where did the terrifying skills and combat power that Zhang Xiaochuan showed before come from?

Although he knew that Zhang Xiaochuan looked like practicing those demonic exercises, his uncontrollable tyrannical temperament and weakness after applying all his strength were obvious, which was a common problem after all the exercises of this kind of practice. However, she was able to manage her self-control after a moment of loss of control, which would have been difficult to do without great perseverance.

"In the south of Yuzhou North-South Avenue, at this time there are many post inns are closed, and many of the remaining homes are also involved in the underworld or nearby mountain industries. Listening to the squeaky car all the way, the three people of the Ping An Dart Bureau did not have the idea of tidying up, the three of them took turns to drive the two old horses who always liked to be lazy, and the other two were chatting with Wei Changpan in the big car, among which the dart head was a lean and shriveled little old man, who was taking a charcoal pen to smear on the bottom of the car and said.

Wei Changpan took a closer look and saw that it was a rough map, not even a map, but a barely outlined the geographical division of states and counties and several avenues that traveled vertically and horizontally.

The lean and shriveled Ping'an dart head saw the young guest in front of him frowning, holding his chin with one hand and lightly buttoning the bottom plate with his knuckles with the other, he thought it was just that the guest couldn't understand what he was drawing, and when he was about to open his mouth to explain, the young guest suddenly spoke, "Huizhou is not easy to go, Huizhou last year's famine may still have the aftermath, a few months ago when I went north to Jinzhou, it can be seen that the bandits are only a few feet away from the state army camp, and the soldiers guarding the camp have not fought with it, let them leave calmly, which shows that the local bandits are rampant." ”

"The guests don't know that those black shops are powerful, saying that they sell beef meat, but they are actually good meat on people's arms and legs, and buns are minced meat scattered on people's bodies to make bun fillings, and the wine is self-brewed turbid wine, and ordinary people can't eat it if they are mixed with sweat medicine and put it in it...."The lean and shriveled little old man patiently explained, "Our Ping'an Dart Bureau is not like Wu He Dart Bureau, no matter where you go, you have to give a few thin noodles to your friends in the rivers and lakes, not to mention that many people who do this business don't sell our face..."

He didn't have much embarrassment, after all, the Ping An Dart Bureau was not a matter of one or two days in Jinju, and the whole Dart Bureau was only a few dozen people who could dart in him, and even Wu and the Dart Bureau could not catch up, and there were a few people who did not even have the physique of the martial arts.

The people of the Ping An Dart Bureau are not without the idea of joining the army and the Dart Bureau, after all, the tree is good for the shade, rather than struggling to maintain the tattered mess of the Ping An Dart Bureau, it is better to throw the whole person there, although it is not very good to listen to the fence, but after all, there is no need to worry about whether to eat gruel or thick porridge for the next meal.

But when he went to visit Song Yanchao, the head of the Wuhe Dart Bureau, he never mentioned the matter of the Ping An Dart Bureau again, and there was gossip that Song Yanchao was not unwilling to merge the Ping An Dart Bureau into the Army and the Dart Bureau, but the latter's small courtyard had to be worth them, otherwise it would be difficult for them to get a team of darts according to the requirements of Wu and the Dart Bureau.

This thin and shriveled old man did not want to give away the property saved by the ancestors of the Ping An Dart Bureau, so he returned to his own dart bureau to continue to pick up some bits and pieces of darts without oil and water to survive, seeing that there was still not much silver on hand to get to the New Year, this time the dart gritted his teeth and took it, and the prepaid fixed silver was left to the wife of the dart bureau to buy New Year's goods.

"What are the skills of the owners of those black shops?" Wei Changpan pondered for a moment and then asked, "Are there any hidden masters among them, such as.... A martial artist on the fifth or sixth floor of the martial arts?"

Even if a character like Li Qing on the cross slope of the big tree is seriously injured, his strength is not as good as before, and Wei Changpan is among the four floors of the martial arts, but he still thinks that he is still fierce and unlucky against him, after all, he was also a figure who stood proudly on the top of the martial arts mountain in Yizhou, and his vision and means are far better than him, and there are still three thousand nails in the broken ship, and it is not unexpectedly that Wei Changpan is unbearable to be an enemy with him.

"Where in this world are there so many five- or six-story martial artists who give up their face to do the work of this black shop? Don't say it's a white road character, but which one of the underworld people in this realm is not the devil of the dominant side?" The Ping'an Dart Bureau dart head smiled bitterly, "The guests are laughing again, even if they are mixed in the underworld to make human meat buns to make a living, they are also the lower nine of the lower nine streams, and most of them rely on the inferior means of sweat medicine, they have always been extremely discriminated against, and how many of those five- or six-story martial artists whose hearts are higher than the sky are happy to do it?"

The black shop is also very particular about selecting customers to give medicine, there are three do not kill, the prostitute women who come and go do not kill, after all, take the silver earned by the body, take it to die; immature children and babies do not kill, do not know the taste of this world and die, it is against the principles of heaven and human ethics; high monks and Taoists do not kill, and those who have attained the Tao, even if they are killed by martial arts, they will inevitably suffer a great damage to their own luck.

In addition, those people who come and go also have to weigh their hands, to see how their skills are, whether they can eat their own families, and how to make friends, and whether they will cause disasters after eating these people.... There is so much knowledge among them that it is not enough for outsiders.

Not everyone has a former martial arts master like the Big Tree Cross Slope Black Shop, and he is doing such a deadly job, so he naturally has to be cautious everywhere.

Wei Changpan thought about it, if he could walk the rivers and lakes everywhere and collide with those hidden masters, how should those rangers who had just entered the rivers and lakes get in touch with themselves? Huizhou was where the deer-cutting platform was located, and he had just escaped death from the hands of the deer-cutting killer Xizi, who would rather take a long detour of thousands of miles than pass through Huizhou.

What's more, he now has a four-story realm of martial arts, and recently pay attention to the three-person atmosphere of the Ping An Dart Bureau, except for the three-story martial artist who is inseparable from Zhang Bashun, the other two are only on the threshold of the first or second floor, and there are only three people with such skills, if they encounter a slightly more powerful bandit and bandit, they will be deflated, and it is no wonder that the Ping An Dart Bureau cannot receive any oily business.

"Darthead, why don't you put out the dart flag of your Ping'an Dart Bureau, so as to deter those Xiaoxiao who want to rob the road?" Wei Changpan asked as he remembered the big bare roof.

Who would have thought that as soon as this remark came out, the faces of the two people in the carriage changed, and the drunk-bellied man saw that Wei Changpan's expression was serious and did not seem to have any intention of laughing, so he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Since the ancestor Peng Dalong set up a dart flag one hundred and fifty-nine years ago, it has never been..."

"The guest doesn't mean bad, it's us people. The head of the Ping An Dart Bureau patted the back of the pot-bellied man to stop his words, and then apologized to Wei Changpan, "The guests smiled, I really don't hide that our Ping An Dart Bureau is not weak in Jinzhou for a day or two, my old brothers have heard a lot of cool words on weekdays, and now I heard the unintentional words of the guests, and for a while I thought it was a bad word about the Ping An Dart Bureau." ”

The old man's skillful reparation and helplessness on his face showed that it was not the first time they had encountered this kind of thing, yes, Jinzhou Wuhe Dart Bureau was dominant, and the Ping An Dart Bureau sometimes even the leftovers leaked between the teeth of the former may not be able to pick it up and turn it into their own use, and even the account of the firewood and rice shop had to wait for the bodyguard to come back to settle the remaining money before they could clear it.

But the people in the rivers and lakes are the most unhappy in their faces, and when the situation of the Ping An Dart is big, they also fought against Wu He Dart Bureau in Jinzhou, and shared the bodyguards in this state to make a living. However, this time is different from the past, Wuhe dart board is now called deep-rooted in Jinju, but the background is far less than the former's Ping An dart board has been greatly affected after several changes, and finally decayed in this generation, so it may not be able to earn hundreds of taels of silver all year round.

However, if there are really people who want to laugh at the declining status quo of the Ping An Dart Game, they will have to go out and do it with them! If they can't do it, they have to do it, and even if the Ping An Dart Game is defeated, then outsiders will not be allowed to say it, and this is not much that they can do to restore the decline of the Ping An Dart Game.

"Because of this, four heads were broken in the dart game, and dozens of taels of silver were lost, and everyone in the dart game had to eat chaff. After that, the old man didn't have the slightest look of regret on his face, as if he took it for granted, "Someone slapped you, even if that person is taller and stronger than you, and his family background is a hundred times better than your family, but how can you not slap this slap back?"