Brother Peng picked up a piece of mutton with more fat and less meat and chewed it beautifully.

What a fat pot of meat, it would be better if there was wine to drink.

It's just that now that he is injured, Lao Liu Tou gave a doctor's order and said that he could not drink. Brother Peng didn't have the courage to dare to resist Lao Liutou's medical advice.

Or drink under his nose.

Don't die, huh?

If you dare to let Lao Liu Tou smell a little bit of wine on Brother Peng, Old Liu Tou will screw Brother Peng's head off!

Don't look at Lao Liu's thin and thin head, but the strength of a pair of hands full of green tendons is not small.

Old Liu Tou is a person who can carry Brother Peng with one hand!

Brother Peng silently swallowed the mutton in his mouth, and also dispelled the idea of drinking.

Isn't eating more meat fragrant? What kind of alcohol to drink?

Brother Peng glanced at Lao Liu Tou with some weakness, and immediately sandwiched a piece of lamb chops with bones into his mouth, and took advantage of the situation to lower his head and spit out the bones.

Bai Guzheng was munching on a piece of fat and thin lamb belly, and suddenly remembered something, "Grandpa Liu, I brought your words, and Elder Wu asked me to relay a sentence to you." ”

"Tell me about it." Lao Liu Tou picked up the bowl and took a sip of the mung bean soup inside.

The mutton is warm and greasy, and the mung bean is cold and cool, which can just complement each other.

"My family has a big business, but there are a lot of cotton clothes, and I am not afraid of this winter. Dr. Liu should also pay attention to keeping warm, if there are not enough cotton clothes, you can come to me to get them. Bai Gu paused, "This is Wu Lao's original words." ”

Old Liu Tou was stunned for a moment, and then laughed dumbly.

This old thing, it's still so bad to speak.

"Eat first, eat first, and then talk after eating." Old Liu Tou smiled and waved his hand, and picked up the chopsticks to clip the mutton again.

These two boys can really eat, and the meat is almost finished and they are not full.

Ah Peng, this kid has started to eat baked cakes, this amount of food is ......

It is a blessing to be able to eat, and it is a blessing to be able to eat.

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On a slope, the original green clothes were replaced by white cotton robes, and the cool breeze was like the soft whispers of a mother coaxing a sleeping baby, and it was peaceful.

Standing on the slope and looking east, there is a sea as far as the eye can see. The part of the water near the shore has frozen, like a white crystal in a deep cave. In the distance, the water is still raging, setting off waves of large and small waves, and then sinking to the bottom of the sea.

It is a great place to watch the sunrise.

On the slope stands a small rock, behind which a small mound of earth rises.

The style of the stone is very ordinary, the edges are not polished well, the edges and corners are prominent, and the potholes are uneven. The inscription on it is simple and sloppy, with only two words.

Whispers.

An old figure rose from the far horizon and slowly walked towards the slope.

The old man staggered, and with every step he took seemed to fall, walking extremely slowly.

But the old man came to the stone in the next second, and looked at the two words on the stone in a daze.

He watched the scene in disbelief, his eyes full of remorse, and a tear rolled from his eyes.

The old man was an old beggar who came to Dongyang City from Yunshui City.

The old beggar trembled and stretched out a hand, caressing the rough stone as if caressing his lover's skin, and his eyes were as gentle as water. Where the fingers stroked, the originally potholed stone surface instantly became extremely smooth, and even the fluttering snowflakes could not stay on it for a second.

It seems that at this moment, the old beggar is not touching a hard stone, but tofu that crumbles at the slightest touch.

The old beggar meticulously stroked the stone, not sparing any place, until he "touched" a strange-shaped stone into a straight stone tablet, and then stopped.

He blew softly, blowing away the lime debris from the ground on the stele. He glanced at the stele, "That's what it sounds like." Xiao Yan, Brother Lin, he is more casual, don't blame him, he is like this. ”

So saying, the old beggar sat down beside the stele.

The old beggar looked at the surging sea water in the distance, his eyes were full of sadness, "Xiao Yan, I used to let you walk slower when you walked, old man, I am too old to keep up with your footsteps." Why are you just disobedient......"

The old beggar's eyes began to blur, and his mind flashed with all kinds of past.

For a long time, a wry smile tugged at the corner of his mouth.

Then he looked in a certain direction and said helplessly: "I've been watching it for so long, and I still haven't come out?" ”

As soon as the words fell, dozens of figures wearing green leather brocade clothes appeared, staring at the old beggar vigilantly.

The leader of them took a step forward, his voice was loud, and his expression was arrogant, "Where did you come from, a crazy old man, you dare to trespass on my private place in Dongyang City, you should be killed!" ”

The old beggar glanced at them, "If I'm not mistaken, this place is still a little far from Dongyang City, right?" Do you Dongyang City have such a long hand now? Aren't you afraid that other cities will be dissatisfied? ”

"Humph! I said that this is the place of Dongyang City, and this is the place of Dongyang City! Think about how to apologize! ”

The old beggar sneered, "Apologize? Are you people in Dongyang City so arrogant now? I thought that the old city lord of Dongyang was still kneeling at my door and begging to see him, but I ignored it, and now it's like this? ”

"Presumptuous! You dare to speak out and tarnish the reputation of the old city lord, and your sin will be added to the crime! The leader pointed at the old beggar and rebuked angrily.

"Is it true, you just go back and ask? Besides, I'm just disrespectful, and I'm tarnishing the reputation of your old city lord. Why, you're coming and beating me? The old beggar looked indifferent.

The leader was so angry that he was about to pull out the long sword at his waist and rush forward to cut off the old guy's head.

But when his hand pressed on the hilt of the long sword at his waist, the originally gentle cool breeze around him instantly turned into a bitter cold wind, and began to rotate rapidly around the small mound. In the blink of an eye, a ring of wind had formed, rising in the wind, separating the old beggar from the group.

The wind roared with a roar, causing the leader and the sword at his waist to scream, as if it had been suppressed by some kind of powerful force.

If you look closely, what kind of wind ring is this, it is clearly a ring of sword qi formed by countless cold sword qi!

This is a sword array!

The old beggar looked at the sword formation and nodded with satisfaction, "Brother Lin is not bad, this sword formation is considered to be done with all his might." ”

Then the old beggar looked at the leader again, and said with a smile: "What, didn't you say that this is the private place of your Dongyang City, shouldn't you set up this formation?" Why is it targeting you now? ”

The leader's face was ugly, "It turns out that you are in the same group as that demon and thief!" ”

Wickedness? Culprits?

The old beggar knew in his heart who the two names were.

The former was lying in front of him, and the latter was staying in Yunshui City and drinking a lot.

The old beggar took a deep breath and slowly rubbed his index finger with the thumb of his right hand.

If Bai Gu was present, he knew that the old beggar was angry now.

It was a sign of every time he got angry.

What others call drunkards, it doesn't matter if the drunkard himself, and even less so the old beggar.

What is love called.

But Xiao Yan, demon?

Hehe!

The old beggar's right thumb stopped at the end of his index finger, and then with a flick of it, an invisible wave of qi rolled out, slapping the leader and others away, and a rain of blood instantly fell in the air, staining the white cotton robe on the slope red.

In the snap of a finger, killing people is like hemp!

By the time everyone fell, except for the leader, who was slightly stronger and barely saved half his life, everyone else was out of breath.

The leader stood up with difficulty, and although he saved his life, he also lost his cultivation and became a wasted person.

His expression was no longer arrogant, his eyes were full of horror, and his voice was weak and trembling, "You, you, who are you!" ”

The old beggar no longer looked at him, turned his head to look at the stone tablet, his eyes were gentle, but his voice was extremely cold, "Go back and tell your city lord to let him wash his neck, and I will go and unscrew his dog's head in two days!" Remember to put a big meal on the table, welcome me, and let him eat his own table. ”