After returning to the pig cage walled city, Zhang Wen continued to devote himself to cultivation.

According to the current situation, the benefits of killing ghosts and monsters are not even comparable to cultivation, which is not only safe, but also can improve skills.

After a long period of practice, he practiced kung fu horizontally and finally stepped into the realm of peak cultivation one after another, but unfortunately unlike the ape attack technique and Wudang swordsmanship, the special effect has not changed.

It's just that the body is harder, and it's harder in any part.

In the morning, after sitting in the east to collect purple qi, Zhang Wen went downstairs.

"Mr. Zhang, are you done practicing?" The fried shop vendor saw Zhang Wen sit down and took two fritters over: "Just fried." ”

"It's very fragrant." Zhang Wen took a bite of the fritters with chopsticks.

The people in the entire pigpen city know that Zhang Wen knows martial arts, because he never hides that he knows martial arts.

If it was before, the charter man and the charter wife couldn't stand Zhang Wen, and they would definitely ask him to leave quickly.

But thanks to Zhang Wen's medicine and wine, the old injuries of the two gradually healed, and Zhang Wen defeated the legendary top master Huoyun Evil God, they have nothing to say more.

"You eat slowly, I still have guests." The peddler smiled and pointed to his stall.

Zhang Wen nodded.

Looking at the vendor who tried his best to hide his kung fu skills, he shook his head and continued to eat with his head down.

After a while, the hot tofu brain was also served.

When Zhang Wen was about to finish eating, a black car stopped at the gate of the Pig Coop Walled City.

The driver of the car got out of the car, looked up and looked at everyone in the pigpen city with contempt with his nostrils, he came from heaven and looked down on the poor people who wallow in the mud.

The people in the pigpen city looked at each other quietly, and the gap between status and money was exchanged for their silence.

The driver glanced around, as if he had found enough superiority, before turning to the rear and pulling the car door.

"Miss, it's here." Slightly bowed, indicating that the identity of the person inside is not simple.

A girl wearing a small dress and two braids got out of the car.

"This is where Uncle Xiang investigated?" The girl looked up at the sign of the pigpen walled city, and then looked at the messy tube building, and her brows couldn't help frowning.

"Yes!" The driver nodded: "Uncle Xiang has investigated, he often goes to the pharmacy to buy medicinal herbs, and this is where he lives." ”

"Ah, I see him!" The girl was pleasantly surprised.

She trotted towards Zhang Wen's location.

This move naturally also attracted the attention of the people of the entire pig cage walled city.

"Sir, we meet again!" She ignored the gazes of others and only looked at Zhang Wen.

"Miss Feng, is there something wrong with me?" Zhang Wen asked.

She said, "Thank you for saving your life, and I brought a gift." ”

"What about gifts?" Zhang Wen asked.

Feng Chengcheng was stunned for a moment, but immediately took out a carefully packaged bow tie from the small bag in his hand and handed it to Zhang Wen.

"Thank you." Zhang Wen took the bow tie and said when he got up: "The money will be recorded first." ”

The fritter vendor immediately said, "Mr. Zhang, you borrowed my rent a few days ago, and you don't need money for this meal." ”

"One yard to one yard, otherwise I won't come next time."

"Okay then." The hawker was helpless.

Seeing that Zhang Wen was gone, Feng Chengcheng immediately chased after him: "Mr. Zhang, do you have time?" There's a charity ball tomorrow night, and I'd like to invite you along. ”

"Hasn't the life-saving grace been repaid?" Zhang Wenhuang asked with the bow tie in his hand.

"It's another invitation!" She turned sideways, backed the road back, and tilted her head to look at Zhang Wen: "We should be friends, right?" ”

Zhang Wen smiled: "No! ”

"This place is not where you came, Miss Feng, hurry up and go back." Zhang Wen said.

After Zhang Wen's reminder, Feng Chengcheng found that the eyes of the people in the pig cage city were on him from beginning to end, and her dress was like a neon sign in a dance hall, flashing dazzling.

Feng Chengcheng left in a depressed mood, watching her leave in the car, Zhang Wen wondered: "Could it be that I accidentally rescued her, robbed Xu Wenqiang's play, and made her and Xu Wenqiang have no intersection?" ”

"Boy, what did you do? Let her be like a resentful woman. The charter woman held a cigarette and stood to the left of Zhang Wen.

"You don't understand, this is the charm of men, they will always attract women as if they were nothing." The charter man accosted Zhang Wen on the right.

His eyes were dark, and he still had slap marks on his face, but he spoke very hard.

"She is Feng Jingyao's daughter." Zhang Wen said, turning back to the room.

"Feng Jingyao? Forget it. The charter man shrugged: "A man who is a jerk more than when I was younger." ”

"You're a bastard enough." The charter lady nodded: "If you peek at the third aunt taking a bath in the future, I will break your third leg!" ”

The charter man shrank his head and said with a smile: "Wife, I really accidentally went to the wrong bathroom." ”

Back in the room, the chartered man with black eyes came to Zhang Wen and sat down.

He pointed to the kitchen and whispered: "A woman's family knows how to be rough every day, and if you don't fight her, you won't be like her!" "Boy, when are you leaving?"

The charter man picked up the medicinal wine and poured a cup for himself.

The medicinal wine wiped his face, and the black and bruised eye sockets recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Probably half a month longer." Zhang Wen said: "I also promised others to go to Changbai Mountain once. ”

"Changbai Mountain, there has been a famine in the north in recent years, and there are many bandits, so be careful on the road." The charterer said.

He knows Zhang Wen's kung fu and is not afraid of bullets, which is far from being comparable to himself, but not all the troubles in the world can be solved with fists.

Zhang Wen nodded and asked, "What about you?" Don't live in the pigpen city anymore? ”

"The two of us originally wanted to hide in the city, but we made too much noise with you, and the enemies on the rivers and lakes probably came to the door." The charter man said helplessly: "We are going to Hong Kong, that small city is not like Shanghai Tang, although it is a little poor, but it is convenient to hide your identity." ”

"Hmm," Zhang Wen nodded.

It's not that he blames himself for disturbing the charter man and the charter wife, without himself, they will stand up for other things in the future.

In the middle of the rivers and lakes, there is no such thing as washing hands in a golden basin.

"Tomorrow I'm going to pay homage to a martial arts senior, counting that he has been dead for ten years, do you want to go with you?" The charterer asked.

"Who?" Zhang Wen asked.

"Huo Yuanjia."

Zhang Wen came to Jingwumen with the chartered father.

Dressed in black, his face was calm.

"Ten years ago, he died suddenly, and we all thought it was strange at first." The charter man said: "But so much time has passed, and it is useless to pursue it." ”

Looking up at the sign of Jingwumen, the charter man sighed: "I'm not as good as him." ”

The great man of chivalry is for the country and the people, and there are a few warriors who can do this level throughout the ages.

Zhang Wen nodded: "He is a pioneer." ”

When the two entered Jingwumen, the courtyard was not big, and the ground was dirty and pitted.

An old tree has withered and is still standing in the yard.

Many of the facilities here are old.

There are no decent weapons on the weapon rack, and there is a sense of despair overall.

Now the leading disciple of the Jingwu Sect is called Liu Ming, who is wearing a short beat, has short hair, and is very energetic.

After seeing Zhang Wenhe and the chartered father, Liu Ming was a little surprised, after all, today's Jingwu Sect is not as good as it was at the beginning, it is gradually declining, and there are fewer and fewer disciples.

"Senior, why are you here?"

"I'm going to leave this place, so I want to come and pay homage to Huo Daxia." The charterer said.

"Thank you!" Liu Ming nodded in thanks.

Led by Liu Ming, the three of them came to Huo Yuanjia's tablet together, and after chartering the public incense, Zhang Wen followed the incense, and saw the tablet of "Chen Zhen".