Chapter 3: Demon Talent, Happy Eyes!
On top of a beautiful mountain, there is an unknown village.
Fulong Village.
There are close to 300 families in the village.
When night falls, smoke curls from every house.
A woman in a flowered jacket opened the courtyard door and shouted the names of the children in her voice.
"Iron Egg!"
"Dog!! It's time to go home for dinner! ”
"Cuihua~ is back."
"Chenchen, don't come back soon!"
A tall boy threw the boy in his hand away.
scolded in his mouth: "Dead blind, let me see you beat you next time!" ”
The corner of the young man lying on the ground showed an inexplicable smile, and he said softly: "Zhao Beichen, you wait." ”
The boy was about thirteen or fourteen years old, with a face like a knife, a high nose, and thin lips.
He was dressed in a gray linen robe, but his eyes were covered with a white silk band.
The words just fell!
Zhao Beichen's eyes showed ruthlessness, and he raised his hand to drop his fist at the young man.
But he was stopped by the child next to him, and the little boy said with a bitter face: "Beichen, hurry up and go back, my mother has called me to eat." ”
After the children left, the young man lying on the ground got up with a carp.
wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, and walked home with his hands behind his back.
As he walked, the boy shook his nose, as if it was not himself who had just been beaten.
Looking for the fragrance, the young man lay on the fence wall of a family and shouted: "Aunt Li~ What day is this?" Also stewed hens? ”
Squeak~
A middle-aged woman who was slightly blessed pushed the door out, looked at the young man with a smile on her face and greeted her.
"It's watching chess, have you eaten or not? Sister-in-law will bring you some. ”
Li Guanqi pretended to touch his stomach and said, "I really haven't eaten it." ”
"Isn't this a dog's nose, I don't want to eat my grandfather's chaff vegetables, this is not looking for the taste."
Seeing this, the woman hurriedly waved her hand and said, "Stinky boy, don't talk nonsense, it just so happens that there is still half a basin left in the aunt." ”
"I'll get you some more rice, and you can bring it back and eat it with your grandfather."
When the young man heard this, he immediately smiled even more, and said sweetly: "Thank you, Aunt Li." ”
"Hey... It's a pity that Aunt Li doesn't go down the mountain to open a restaurant. ”
The woman's eyes were crooked, and there were a few more wrinkles at the corners of her eyes.
"Stinky boy, it's your sweet mouth, wait."
After a while, a little girl like a porcelain doll walked out with a pot of fragrant stewed chicken.
The little girl was holding a pot full of stewed chicken, afraid of spilling, and her eyes were staring at the vegetable pot.
While walking, the little girl muttered: "Li Guanqi, are you a dog?" Every time my house is ready to eat, you come on time. ”
Li Guanqi was lying on the fence wall and couldn't help but say: "Meng Wanshu, who do you say will be able to marry you as a good wife and mother in the future?" ”
Meng Wanshu's face turned red, and it took a lot of effort to bring the pot of vegetables to the fence wall.
Rolled her eyes at Li Guanqi and ran into the house, but then she thought that Li Guanqi couldn't see it.
He pursed his lips and raised his head to Li Guanqi and scolded: "Stinky rascal! ”
Li Guanqi laughed, and before he left, he stood in place and saluted slightly.
A little embarrassed, he said, "That... Is Uncle Meng back? ”
The man standing in front of Li Guanqi didn't speak, and kicked him in the ass.
He scolded with a smile in his mouth: "Don't tease Wanshu in the future, it's almost the age of worshipping the sect, and there is no proper way yet." ”
"Roll the calf~"
Li Guanqi smiled, and hurriedly nodded in response: "Okay~ Ming'er will bring wine to Uncle Meng." ”
After turning around, they finally came to a courtyard a little farther away.
After knocking on the door, the young man shouted, "Grandpa? I'm back. ”
At the door of the room, an old man smoking a dry cigarette suddenly brightened his eyes.
Flashed in front of Li Guanqi, grabbed a piece of chicken and stuffed it into his mouth, and couldn't help but squint his eyes.
The old man spoke: "Sure enough, Lao Meng's daughter-in-law has the best skills." ”
Li Guanqi put down the vegetable pot, and his figure shook slightly.
Su Xuan pursed his lips and scolded angrily: "How long has it been since I opened my heart to use it like this?" You kid punched a hundred more times today! ”
The young man's face suddenly turned bitter, and he muttered in a low voice: "Grandpa, isn't it......"
"Fight a hundred more times, that's three hundred times, and it's half of the night after I'm done."
As the old man pulled out a pitch-black scabbard from behind him, the young man closed his mouth very interestingly.
One old and one young squatted on the threshold and ate it.
While eating, the young man asked, "Grandpa, why do you always say that you won't let me fight back?" ”
The old man spat out a bone from his mouth and slapped the boy on the top of the head, giving him a slap.
"Punch to the weak, and practice the ball?"
"That's what Lao Tzu taught you?"
"If you fight back, I will have to go to Lao Zhao's house for dinner tomorrow."
The boy rubbed his head and didn't say anything for a long time.
The old man pretended not to see it and said, "You kid is holding back like this, you must not be a good fart, and you are too lazy to care about you." ”
"Did you meet Uncle Meng when you came back?"
Li Guanqi smiled: "Wanshu's little girl looks better the longer she grows." ”
Syllable!
"Who asked you about his girl?!"
"Oh, oh, you're asking your father-in-law?"
Syllable!
"After eating, soak the medicated bath first, and beat the boxing pile four hundred times!"
"Grandpa~ My own grandfather!!"
But who knew that the old man suddenly got up and made the young man pounce.
"Hiccup~"
"I'm done."
Li Guanqi suddenly realized that something was wrong.
The chopsticks pinched in the basin a few times, and only the pot and the chopsticks made a clanging sound.
"Do you go to play chess with Lao Lu again?"
"Hurry up and practice boxing!"
The young man's face was bitter, and he gulped down the rice, and finally ate not a single grain left.
After eating, the boy went to the backyard, took off his clothes, and sat down in the tub.
The dark green potion constantly irritated the boy's skin.
In a few breaths, the boy's skin turned red, and fine beads of sweat began to ooze from his forehead.
His body trembled slightly, and his teeth clenched.
It's like he's suffering in some way.
Through the dark green liquid, you can vaguely see that the young man has dense mysterious lines on his body.
Li Guanqi only opened his eyes this year and was able to see things.
But in his 'eyes', although there are only black and white, it is already a big surprise for him.
So every day he will drain his energy and open his eyes.
Li Guan sat in the bathtub and silently suffered the pain caused by the medicinal bath.
In his heart, he was thinking about what would happen after the boxing pile.
At the east end of Laifulong Village, there is a centuries-old Kui tree.
Su Xuan was wearing a gray robe and carrying a horse in his hand, and slowly came to the tree.
An old man with a kind face was sitting under a tree, playing chess alone.
Seeing Su Xuan coming, he greeted him familiarly.
"Tsk, did you just finish eating?"
Su Xuan pulled out a piece of minced meat from his mouth, bounced his fingers and said, "Old Lu Tou, I will accompany you in the last game today." ”
The old man with white hair slowly raised his head and said softly, "You want to go?" ”
Su Xuan put Ma Za on the ground and said softly, "Well, you have to go." ”
After speaking, he picked up the white chess pieces and put them on the chessboard, looked up at the old man and said softly: "Lao Meng and Zhang Laohan in the west of the village, I know who it is." ”
"But it's just you, I haven't figured it out for eight years."
"You... What is the last name? ”
The old man smiled slightly, and held a black chess piece next to Baizi.
"Me? I'm just a lonely old man. ”
"What's the name...... Lu Tiancheng. ”
Su Xuan frowned and muttered in a low voice, "Lu Tiancheng... Haven't heard of it. ”
"Then it shouldn't be a big deal."
"But ......"
Bang!
The black chess piece was smashed by a scabbard.
Su Xuan looked at the old man's eyes sharply and said softly: "I don't care who you are, and I don't care how your name is, it's against the way of heaven." ”
"As long as I'm here, my grandson won't be able to move! You can't move! ”
Airplanes!!
In the next breath, the shattered black chess pieces were instantly retracted and restored to their original state.
The old man didn't seem to feel Su Xuan's threat, and said softly: "If you can move, you have to try, right?" ”
Su Xuan smiled slightly, scratched his head with the scabbard, got up and said, "Then now, I'm afraid that tomorrow will be too busy, and I won't have time." ”