"Do the master and the sixth junior brother and the seventh junior brother have any last words?"

"Nope. Wei Changpan shook his head slowly, hesitated for a moment and said: "When Master and Uncle Liu died, their nephews were in Yanyu Tower and Wuhang City respectively. Master's soul came back and taught me to live well. ”

Zhou Dangdang said after groaning: "Then your master must be very concerned about you.... There is no evidence, what kind of physical evidence of the Zhang family is on him?"

He saw Wei Changpan take out an iron plate from his baggage and hand it over, looked up and down, and gently slid his fingertips over the really unbearable word "Zhang", which was abnormally smooth, obviously often rubbed by people.

"Master's words, after so many years, there is still no growth at all, but I was told to me and a few brothers that I wanted to be a martial artist who danced on the horse and got off the horse and wielded a pen, and after practicing for so many years, I still can't even write my own name. ”

Zhou Dangdang took off an iron plate of the same style from his waist and threw it over, Wei Changpan was determined after seeing it, so he clasped his fists and saluted: "Senior nephew Wei Changpan, I have seen Uncle Zhou." ”

Fang Shi, who was sandwiched between the two, had heard the master's voice before, so he didn't dare to speak, his back stiffened there, and when he saw Wei Changpan's words, he lowered his voice and asked quietly, "Why did Third Brother Zhang change his name again?"

Zhou Dang, who was a little thoughtful, slapped him on the back of the head and said angrily: "Whoever goes out to walk the rivers and lakes can tell others his name at every turn, or not, why don't you meet your Senior Brother Wei soon." ”

Fang Shi hurriedly got up and said, "Senior Brother Wei." ”

Wei Changpan got up again and returned the salute, sat back on the stool, his stomach couldn't stop making a sound, he looked embarrassed and said to Zhou Dangdang: "Uncle Shi.... My nephew hasn't eaten for more than a day...."

Zhou Dangdang patted his head: "I forgot this stubble, Changpan, you have walked a long way, you must be hungry, why don't you bring the food to the house, the old horse's head, the old horse's head! Quickly bring the food, don't forget to bring another pot of good wine!"

He shouted loudly to the gang, and soon a fat cook with a smile on his face came out, most of whom was the old horse's head as Zhou Dangdang said, with three large pots of vegetables and a plate of newly added shrimp skin scrambled eggs on a wooden plate.

"Master Zhou. Seeing that it was Zhou Dangdang, the fat cook hurriedly put down the wooden plate and saluted: "Why did you think of coming to the disciple's dining room to eat today?

This fat cook was worried, because this Zhou Shi Ping Suri was strict with his disciples, and it was difficult for them to cook, and the first three of his martial arts hall cooks were all deducted from the money they bought, and those poor meals perfunctory martial arts hall disciples happened to be caught by Zhou Shi, and without saying a word, he beat them up first and then twisted them to Huating County, only he was timid, and he only made those bits and pieces every time, and there were not many, and the craftsmanship was also reasonable, so he stayed in the martial arts hall until today.

"Jin Guihai is exempt from anything, our martial arts are not good at this. After hearing this, Zhou Dangdang said without thinking, "The wine and meat are open and sent up, and the vegetables and vegetables are cleaned up, just these two plates of cat food, who can eat." ”

The old chef returned to the room to reorganize the dishes, and Zhou Dangdang looked at Fang Shi, who was thinking about whether he should retire, and sighed: "It was originally a good practice of martial arts, but it was a pity that it was ruined by stupid people, but it is not impossible to make up for it, you don't have to go to the pond tomorrow, the master owes your old man a favor, this time the bad rules let you enter, even if you are two clear, eat one meal." ”

"Thank you, master. After hearing this, Fang Shi left the bench and bowed, and accepted it calmly as a master, and then turned to Wei Changpan Zhengse and asked:

"I wonder if Senior Nephew Wei has ever seen the scenery of the second-story martial arts building today?"

"I was lucky enough to enter the threshold of a three-story building, and the foundation is not yet stable. ”

Zhou Dangdang was holding the tea on the table at this time, and after hearing this, he stopped his movements and asked, "How many floors?"

"Just stepped into the threshold of the three-story building. Wei Changpan listened and repeated it respectfully.

"I heard the surname Qian mention that you are twelve martial arts practitioners, and you have been climbing the building for a few months...."Zhou Dangdang lowered his head and muttered with his fingers, "It's not surprising that you will climb the second floor under the old man's protector two years later, but you will climb the third floor in another year, and no one will guide you..."

He looked up at Wei Changpan, his eyes were incredulous, could it be that this Wei Shinephew was a rare genius in the world?

"Ahem, ahem. Zhou Dangdang coughed three times and said in a deep voice, "How did you break through the realm and climb the stairs, Uncle Shi can't guess one or two for a while, can Senior Nephew Wei tell me?"

So Wei Changpan told him about the fight in the black shop on the cross slope of the big tree, and when Zhou Dangdang heard that the male owner of the black shop was a sick ghost man named Li Qing, he looked at Wei Changpan and revealed some intriguing: "Do you know what kind of character Li Qing is?" Back then, the top five good players in the underworld in Jiangzhou, although the realm was abolished, but below four floors, I really haven't heard of anyone who can live in his hands, and it is also thanks to you that you are blessed with Qitian, and you broke through the last trick with external force, and that Ah Wu, do you know what role the man who has now become the guard of the prince Xiang used to be, and he is the only person who has failed to kill the money in the past ten years. ”

"But eat a trench and grow wise. Zhou Dangdang said again, "How many people can be as lucky as you? Those who don't have such luck and don't have the elders of the sect by their side have become bun fillings in this black shop, and they can get long snacks in the future." ”

"My nephew understands. ”

When the wine and food were served, he didn't see the local seafood in Huating County, so Zhou Dare took up the wine jar stopper on the side, and filled the wine bowl in front of Wei Changpan: "This bowl of wine should be used to wash the dust for Wei's nephew, although he lives in Huating, the notice of the government can't be posted in front of the martial arts hall." ”

Seeing the wine that was only a circle smaller than his face, the sea bowl was full of wine that was about to overflow, Wei Changpan became embarrassed, in the past, the sea bowl that could almost weigh half a catty of spirits could knock him down without a bowl, but now although the martial artist's physique is much stronger than the weak boy in the past, the amount of wine still hasn't grown, and a little village brew can be faced.

"Come on, come on, Wufu has to drink wine in a big bowl and eat meat in large pieces. Zhou Dangdang raised the bowl of wine in front of him that was about to overflow and drank it all, and Fang Shi did the same, but his movements were a little slower.

Seeing that Wei Changpan was still hesitating and not moving the wine in front of him, Zhou Dangdang scratched his head, and said suspiciously: "Could it be that the wine in Huating County is not right?" It is no wonder that Xu Brew did not drink less at that time in Qishan, and when he first arrived in Huating, he spit it out as soon as he drank the local water and soil and burned it, but this has been cellared for two or three years, and the taste is not so unbearable...."

Wei Changpan didn't dare to hesitate any longer, so he had to pick up the wine bowl and pour it into his stomach with a straight throat, and when a bowl of wine went down, he felt as if there was a fire burning in his stomach, and his cheeks were swollen and red after a while.

Zhou Dangdang saw that Wei Changpan was also holding the wine bowl in front of him and drinking it all, so he had a good impression of this very face-saving nephew, so he took the wine jar himself to fill Wei Changpan, and kept saying: "Master Wei didn't expect it to be a massive, come and come, come and come again." ”

Thinking about it, but after drinking this bowl, it will be over, wei changpan's heart is like ashes, and he smiled and picked up the sea bowl in front of him, which was already a little blurred in his vision, and thought.

Finished.

Sure enough, another bowl of wine went down to his stomach, he really became slumped on a chair like an overcooked noodle, Zhou Dangdang held the empty wine jar with one hand and grabbed Wei Changpan's shoulder with the other hand and shook it vigorously, seeing that he still didn't mean to move at all, he was not satisfied, but he always had to find a wine partner to drink, Fang Shi was the only candidate, and was pulled by his master and poured down the wine.

So Fang Shi, who had a much higher amount of wine than Wei Changpan, also went under the table to beg for mercy, and it didn't work to listen to Zhou Dangdang's coercion with a knife that practiced for half an hour or not to use the temptation of Haitang for half a day, and finally snored while holding a table leg.

"It's just that the martial arts realm is sparse, and the ability to drink is worse than the other. Zhou Dang, who had no wine companions, picked up a jar of wine by himself, and three or four catties of wine in the jar of wine weighing about five or six catties were wine, and poured it down when he raised his head, and the jar fell to pieces on the ground, making a sound that resounded throughout the martial arts hall.

The night watchman in the concierge and a few dutiful people knew the cause of this sound, but they still went straight to the dining room, and sure enough, the master who had ripped off his gray coarse cloth clothes was talking nonsense, and two people who had been poured down and fell to the side, these people saw the usual scene these days, looked at each other and smiled, and then they all yawned and went back to their respective houses.

The shirtless Zhou Dangdang was not afraid of the spring cold, stepped on the stool with one foot, held the wine bowl in the other, and kept scolding in his mouth, mostly greeting the eighteenth generation of women of the ancestor of Gao Xu, the lord of Songfeng Mountain, Wei Changpan, who was half-asleep, was sleepy when he heard it, and said casually: "I thought that when I came here, my uncle would take my nephew to Songfeng Mountain to seek revenge..."

"Looking for revenge?" Zhou Dangdang's blood-red eyes widened after hearing this, "Xun, of course you have to find, Lao Tzu can't wait to get the head of the high thief to make a wine bowl after drinking today." ”

"But what about how many people are in this martial arts hall. There was a sense of exhaustion and helplessness in his angry voice, "These hundred or so people, pulled to Songfeng Mountain, died after replacing two or three lives with one life, and those who died were all people who didn't deserve to die, and those who deserved to die didn't die, so what's the use." ”

"Then who is the damn person?" squeezing out this sentence with the last bit of consciousness in his body, Wei Changpan twisted his big arm with the strength of milk to prevent himself from falling asleep. ”

"Kill Gao Xu!" Zhou Dangdang slammed his fist on the table, the four table legs were broken, and Fang Shi, who was asleep holding the table legs, was still snoring, "He is the culprit of all! This is his ambition! This is the murderer who killed the master and his brother! This is the person who should be killed! Should be killed! Should be killed!

Three should be killed, the sound is in the ears.

Kill Gao Xu, kill Gao Xu....

This was the only word circling in Wei Changpan's mind before he completely lost consciousness.