Fang Wenzheng had been standing in place for a long time.

The oil-paper umbrella on his head has also been torn by the wind and rain with a few holes.

There was rain falling, but Fang Wenzheng didn't care, such a wind and rain, holding an umbrella was just to find some self-comforting sense of steadiness.

There was a sound of footsteps behind him, Fang Wenzheng glanced back, and he breathed a sigh of relief imperceptibly, without thinking about it, he knew that it was his two unpleasant junior brothers.

Before he could speak, he slammed into a clay figure wet in his arms.

Fang Wenzheng didn't want to be rubbed with mud stains, so he tried to retreat backwards, but he was hugged too tightly, and the whole person staggered and fell, and the oil-paper umbrella in his hand was also blown away by the wind.

As if sensing that Fang Wen was about to get angry, the person in his arms hurriedly howled and raised his face, his face was covered with water stains, and his hair was twisted together and stuck to his forehead, so embarrassed that people couldn't tell if there were tears on his face.

But whether it's true or not, the cry is at least tragic, and Fang Wenzheng is not easy to scold, but he wrinkles his face and breaks free of the arm coiled on his body, a little displeased: "For no reason, what are you crying about?"

The person in his arms did not give up, snorting: "Senior brother, I thought you were dead!"

Hearing this, Fang Wenzheng's heart softened a little, but then he opened his mouth to say it, but it was still not very good: "Before you two are killed by thunder, I will definitely live well!"

As soon as Fang Wenzheng's words fell, the crying in his arms stopped: "That's good, senior brother, I saw you secretly hiding two meat buns during the day!"

As he spoke, the package on Fang Wenzheng's body had already been ripped off, and at the same time, the little junior brother who pounced on him also opened it cleanly.

Fang Wenzheng stood up with an ugly expression, but he was greeted by two grinning faces, of course, he knew that the smiling face was not for himself, the bun wrapped in oil paper was already cold, but the two of them were still eating happily.

Fang Wenzheng was naturally hungry, but he didn't bother to fight like this.

Perhaps seeing Fang Wenzheng's shabby appearance of swallowing saliva, the little junior brother hurriedly stuffed half of the bun into his mouth. But he choked out a few white eyes, beat his chest for a while, and said slowly: "Senior brother, you should hide three, so that we all have to eat!"

Fang Wenzheng turned his face and let out a cold snort: "Instead of blaming me for not hiding much, it's better to give me half of it!"

The little junior brother pulled out a smile again: "That's not possible, the old liar didn't teach me like this!"

Fang Wenzheng seemed to be a little tired: "You call him an old liar, do you still believe his words?"

The little junior brother was a little dejected, his eyes widened, and his expression became nervous for the first time: "The old liar always says that he is from the Xuanmen, senior brother, do you believe it?"

Fang Wenzheng was stunned for a long time, and finally just sneered: "Is it also a Xuanmen to be abducted and deceived?

But a flash of hope flashed in the eyes of the little junior brother: "Senior brother hates him so much, why didn't you kill him in the first place?" He has always trusted you the most!"

Fang Wenzheng was silent, or the cold air on a rainy night was too heavy, his body trembled slightly, and after a long time, Fang Wenzheng only squeezed out a few words in his mouth: "Adopt me! Raise me! Kill me, what!"

After that, Fang Wenzheng rubbed his face, and then staggered forward.

The little junior brother sobbed in the back, and shouted hoarsely at Fang Wenzheng's back: "You are always like this, you don't have the appearance of a senior brother at all, when will your heart be as vicious as your mouth, and at that time, we will really recognize you as a senior brother, Fang Wenzheng, our senior brother, no one can afford you!"

Fang Wenzheng paused, turned his head and only looked at the two junior brothers in front of him with a wry smile, and asked astringently, "What do you think is what a senior brother should look like?

With that, Fang Wenzheng turned around and disappeared into the rainy night with a faint yellow mist......

The little junior brother saw Fang Wenzheng's thin figure disappear, squatting on the ground and hugging his knees.

Li Xuanfeng, who had been silent beside him, sighed with a complicated expression: "Little stone, don't cry, do you really want to count on him?"

Xiao Shi cried and retched, and stammered when he spoke: "Little brother, I'...... I know that those two buns were left to us by the senior brother, otherwise he would have eaten them a long time ago, but I just want to be angry with him! I don't know why, I just ...... I just want to be angry with him!"

Li Xuanfeng looked up to the sky and sighed, then bent down and hugged the soaked small stone in his arms, and laughed miserably: "If you cry again, senior brother, he will really go away, he has been waiting for us here for a long time!"

Xiao Shi sobbed and touched it in his arms for a while, but he took out a hexagonal peach wood card, and looked at Li Xuanfeng prayingly: "Little brother Whirlwind, you say...... Are you saying that the old liar is really so ruthless......

Seeing the hexagonal peach wood token, Li Xuanfeng's eyes flashed with horror, and he hurriedly stuffed the peach wood card back into Xiao Shi's arms, and said in a lost voice: "Where did you come from?"

Xiao Shi pouted and puffed out a snot bubble: "When you escaped, you stole it from the old liar's eight treasure chests!"

Li Xuanfeng smiled bitterly: "What's the use of you stealing it, you can't block the wind and rain, and you can't fill your stomach!

Xiao Shi said aggrievedly: "I just want to lead the thunder down, if I can really lead the thunder, I will know that the master has not been lying to us, in this case, I may not be so uncomfortable in my heart!"

The little whirlwind was stunned, and his eyes were hot: "You have been pestering all the way to climb the mountain and trees, and bet with me that this is what it is?"

Xiao Shi nodded very seriously: "Master said, this is a five-thunder magic order made of lightning strike wood, which can lead the thunder down, if I can really use it to lead the thunder down, then the master is still the master, I don't want to call him an old liar!"

Li Xuanfeng smiled helplessly and helped his little junior brother up from the ground, carefully wiped the mud on his buttocks, and said, "Don't you still want to kill him!"

Xiao Shi's expression was gloomy: "Even if I always want him to die in my heart, but I shout that the master deceives me, and my heart is still warm!"

One sentence actually made Li Xuanfeng look a little dazed, and finally laughed at himself, bent over and hugged the small stone: "No, and no matter whether the Five Thunder Whisk Demon Orders are true or not, even if it is true, in the hands of you and me, it is not as practical as a piece of charcoal, just what we have learned over the years, it is okay to be a god stick on the rivers and lakes to eat mixed rice, to lead the sky and thunder, I'm afraid it's just a fool's dream, besides, in this world, where did so many so-called Xuanmen magic number cultivation come from, it's just a lie." Let's go, he is our senior brother in the end, a dignified seven-foot man, he was beaten up for stealing two buns during the day, and his legs were about to be discounted, I actually know all of this, only he is clearly worried about our death, but he can't wait to pick our skin, and he has to pretend to be a scoundrel......"