"Dao Chief! I'll tell you, what is the most important thing to come out and mix! Of course it's righteous anger!"

There are seven or eight rooms in the small courtyard, and the courtyard is not small.

The owner of the yard left Qiantang County a few years ago and rented out the house.

The rent is not cheap, so there are only two tenants in the entire courtyard. The muscular man was holding the stone lock and chattering to Zhang Yange.

This man is a dart master of a dart game, and according to him, he is not far from the dart head.

Zhang Yange sat lazily on a recliner basking in the sun.

This recliner was given by the dart master.

When Zhang Yange moved in, Cao Zhuang had been living there for a while.

Finally, a tenant came, and he was overjoyed. was going to invite Zhang Yange to drink, but he refused.

Seeing that Zhang Yange likes to bask in the sun, he gave Zhang Yange a recliner. He sent it sincerely, and Zhang Yange simply accepted it.

This Cao Zhuang has no shortcomings except for some words and simple minds.

"Dao Chief, it's going to rain." Cao Zhuang thought that Zhang Yange was asleep.

"It's okay, it won't rain down." Zhang Yange squinted his eyes and replied.

Cao Zhuang looked up, and he didn't rush to pack up the stone lock.

Because every time Zhang Yange can accurately predict the weather.

Cao Zhuang has never seen such a Taoist priest, he does not meditate and enlighten on weekdays, he either plays a set of slow boxing techniques, or lies on a chair to sleep.

However, he felt that Zhang Yange was a capable person, and he was convinced of this. In less than a stick of incense, the dark cloud above their heads drifted somewhere else.

Zhang Yange sat up from the recliner, "Let's go, please eat tofu brain today."

"Not going! I'm going to go on a dart tomorrow." Cao Zhuang said with a smile, "The road we have to go this time is not easy, and I don't know what the weather will be tomorrow."

Zhang Yange smiled and said, "There will be no rain tomorrow!"

When Cao Zhuang heard this, he happily clenched his fists at Zhang Yange.

"Come back, please drink rice wine."

"Okay." Zhang Yange got up and put away the recliner. "Who taught you how to use your sword?"

"My master is very famous in the rivers and lakes, Zhensanjiang Guan Yun! Have you heard?" Cao Zhuang patted his strong chest muscles and said.

"Nope." Zhang Yange put down the recliner.

Cao Zhuang scratched his head, his master is famous in the rivers and lakes.

It seems that Xiao Zhang Daochang is not mixed with the rivers and lakes.

After Zhang Yange left, Cao Zhuang also packed up his stone lock.

When I come back this time, I can redeem Su Niang, and then earn more silver and have a son and a daughter!

Thinking of this, the smile on Cao Zhuang's face couldn't be suppressed.

By the time Zhang Yange came back, it was already over.

Hearing Zhang Yange knock on his door, Cao Zhuang put on a piece of clothing and opened the door.

"What's the matter? Daoist Zhang?"

"Peace charms, I drew them." Zhang Yange handed Cao Zhuang a folded piece of white paper.

Cao Zhuang has naturally seen peace charms, which are all painted on yellow paper cinnabar, how can they be written with white paper and ink.

However, when people came to deliver it at night, Cao Zhuang took it with both hands.

"Thank you!" This man clenched his fists sincerely.

Although he didn't believe this, he still felt that Zhang Yange's heart could not be in vain. ….

Zhang Yange, who had sent the peace charm, also went back to the house.

In the battle in the snow, Zhang Yange was somewhat supportive.

If it weren't for the last moment of Jinguang's help, he might really stay in the sky! The Beiliang knife given by Xu Xiao was broken, and the Zhuxian Sword was also left in the sky.

It's been almost a month since he came here, and in addition to practicing rhubarb court and tai chi, he is observing the world.

He still doesn't know where this is...

In Zhang Yange's view, this Cao Zhuang is the strength of Jiupin in the snow world.

His master in Sanjiang, Zhang Yange, has never been

Fate can be seen, so there is no way to know what strength.

I don't know if it's because this Qiantang County is located in a remote area, or why there are few people in the rivers and lakes.

Cao Zhuang said that there was a boxing master in Suzhou and Hangzhou, but when he described that person as not even having the strength of the second grade, Zhang Yange had no interest in taking a look.

After helping Cao Zhuang write a word.

Zhang Yange felt that it was not bad to practice calligraphy, so he bought the four treasures of the study and came back to practice calligraphy.

In the snow world, he learned the rhubarb court that is in the same vein as his pure yang Wuji Gong, as well as Li Jianshen's swordsmanship, kendo, and calligraphy and swordsmanship.

Wang Xianzhi gave a big chance, although Gao Shulu's physique was broken by Wang Xianzhi, a large part of it was still directly absorbed by Zhang Yange.

Now Zhang Yange's strongest thing is his physique, and he knows this best when he ascends to the sky.

Then there is his own boxing method, Zhang Yange, who has comprehended the way of Tai Chi, has a very high attainment in boxing.

Swordsmanship and swordsmanship seem to have reached a bottleneck.

He has only comprehended two kinds of Finger Mystery Techniques, one is Thunder! The other is a sprinkling of beans into soldiers.

Condense your moves into the appearance of a warrior.

I used it once in the snow, but I look at it and bluff people have at most seven or eight points of strength in the life of a warrior.

The next day, Cao Zhuang left the courtyard with his wide-backed big knife on his back, and when he left, Zhang Yange was practicing boxing in the courtyard, still with that set of slow boxing techniques.

Although Cao Zhuang couldn't understand it, every time Jian Zhang Daochang practiced boxing, he felt very comfortable and pleasing to the eye.

He knew that Zhang Yange would not be able to wake up under normal circumstances at this time.

However, Cao Zhuang still hugged his fists at Zhang Yange, and then went directly to the dart game.

The Tiger Roar Dart Bureau is not very famous in Suzhou and Hangzhou, but they are the only dart game in Qiantang, so there is naturally nothing to say about the business.

The head of the dart board is called the Yellow Tiger, and when he was young, he made a lot of fame in the rivers and lakes, and he created this Tiger Roaring Dart Game in the first year.

Su Hang's black and white have also been dotted by him, and their tiger roaring darts have always been smooth.

The dart this time is a batch of silk from the Su Weaving Company.

Huang Hu and the steward of the Su Weaving Firm are old friends, so the Su Weaving Firm will find them every time they transport silk.

"Along the way, everyone was smart. This time the dart is back, the old rule is Cui Honglou, count it in!" Huang Hu said to the dart master and the executioner.

Everyone applauded, and Huang Hu waved his hand.

The dart car drove out of Qiantang County.

After the steward of the Su Weaving Company waited for the dart car to leave, he hurried to report to President Liu.

President Liu's courtyard is very large, and there are many pavilions and pavilions in it.

"Everyone's gone!" The steward said.

"That's good! It's raining today!" Chairman Liu's voice was hoarse, and there seemed to be a huge figure in the room, which was full of shadows under the light!

The steward had a strange smile on his face.

The dart cart was driving on the road, and the yellow tiger looked up at the sky.

"It's going to rain the fuck!"

"It's not raining today!" Cao Zhuang walked in front and shouted confidently.

As soon as he finished speaking, the sky was cloudy.

Zhang Yange, who was boxing in the yard, stopped his fist and frowned slightly.

He snapped off a branch

Slash!

The sky is clear!

"Look! I said there was no rain." Cao Zhuang said with a smile.

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August South Su