The sound of the water soon became scarce, and the man snorted comfortably, then staggered up his trousers, and left quickly with light steps.

After the footsteps disappeared and waited for a while, Feng Zhiping slowly opened a slit and poked out his eyes.

Without waiting to see it clearly, You Shuang'er, who couldn't bear it anymore, lifted off the plank and jumped out, exiting the distance and slapping his whole body hard.

Feng Zhiping was also a little embarrassed, but looking at You Shuang'er's appearance, some discomfort suddenly disappeared, and he couldn't help but be happy.

"It's not ash, it's still separated by a tank, what are you shooting!"

The girl Huo Ran raised her head, her eyes were red, she was holding tears, and she clenched her silver teeth as if she wanted to eat someone.

Feng Zhiping shrank his neck and was about to coax a few words, but Yiren had already rushed to him in a few steps and grabbed his collar.

"Feng, no, Ping, you big liar! You said you brought me to have fun, and you also said that you took me to bully people, this is called bullying people? This is called being bullied! This girl has never been insulted like this since she was a child, you, you, I will kill you!"

Reaching out to draw his sword, Feng Zhiping hurriedly held it down.

"Don't don't, calm down, calm down! This is an accident, an accident, I didn't expect it to be like this! Auntie, you dissipate your anger, this is a broken military pavilion, if we let people find out, it will be trouble!"

The girl was even more angry, pulled out her hand vigorously, pointed at Feng Zhiping's nose and scolded: "Look, you big liar liars lied to me again! Didn't you say that you weren't afraid of being discovered, why are you afraid of being found out now? I can see that you are a big bastard full of nonsense, whoever believes you is unlucky!"

Feng Zhiping was helpless, he seemed to be a liar when he said this, and he was frightened when he saw that the girl was on the verge of madness, for fear of hooking another girl out, so he hurriedly gave it up.

"I was wrong, I was really wrong, although it was really an accident, but I was really wrong! I promise, I will help you get revenge, okay?

took out another packet of candy from his arms and handed it to both hands, secretly saying that fortunately he was well prepared, otherwise he wouldn't even have a coaxing object now.

You Shuang'er didn't even look at the paper bag, and asked angrily: "Help me take revenge, how can I get revenge?" You still want to lie to me, it's strange that I believe you, hum!"

"I didn't lie to you, I can swear!"

With one hand on his chest and the other hand raised to the sky, Feng Zhiping said: "I swear to the sky that I will help You Shuang'er avenge today's revenge, if you violate this oath, the sky will thunder... Hack?"

When he spoke, his attention was always vigilant to the sky, for fear of encountering the oolong last time, and the sky suddenly darkened when he said the last two words, and his tone instantly flew to the sky, and his heart was raised violently.

Fortunately, there was no thunder, and the light suddenly dimmed only because the clouds covered the sun, and soon the clouds drifted to the side, and the surroundings suddenly became bright and stuffy again.

Damn, don't bring such scary!

Feng Zhiping swallowed his saliva fiercely, lowered his head and saw the girl squinting at him, and hurriedly piled up a flattering smile.

"Look, I swore that there was no thunder in the sky this time, how about it, believe me?"

You Shuang'er was simply sharp: "I don't believe it." ”

Feng Zhiping was helpless: "Then what do you want, write a letter of guarantee? Please, am I so unworthy of your trust?"

"Yes!"

“......”

Seeing that Feng Zhiping was deflated, You Shuang'er was in a slightly better mood, and her eyes turned and she said lightly: "That's it, you talk about it first, how to avenge me, I'm not satisfied." ”

"Of course I beat him!" Feng Zhiping replied immediately.

You Shuang'er snorted, obviously dissatisfied.

"Not only did he fight, but he also snatched his blade, took away his belongings, and then stripped off his clothes and threw them outside on the streets!"

You Shuang'er's face was slightly red, and she was still not satisfied with her look.

Feng Zhiping was worried, and asked tentatively: "This is not good?" or I cut his little twitter and feed it... Hmm!"

"What do you say?"

Holding her mouth like a slap, You Shuang'er was ashamed and angry: "I've said you, don't be open-mouthed, why are you still so uncovered? I'm a girl, you actually said bluntly in front of me, bluntly, that thing, you, are you trying to anger me?"

"I touched (I was wrong)!" Feng Zhiping said vaguely, breaking the girl's hand and rubbing her mouth vigorously.

"Girl, can we discuss, next time you kick me, don't call your face, I've just raised it, look, is it red again?"

"You deserve it!"

With a kick over, Feng Zhiping smiled and grinned, and the hateful smile provoked You Shuang'er to kick a few more times before stopping, twisting his ears and pulling him forward.

"Next time, dare to talk nonsense, see how I clean you up!"

"Oh~!" Feng Zhiping didn't care, and responded with a hippie smile.

The girl was annoyed, her eyes rolled, and she said in a dark voice: "Aren't you afraid, are you?" Okay, I'll let her come out to clean you up, don't cry when the time comes!"

The smile froze, Feng Zhiping's intestines were remorseful, and he hurriedly flattered: "No, no, I'm serious, I'm really scared! You clean me up enough, but don't tell her, I'm still young, I don't want to die so early!"

"Hmph, it's up to you. ”

You Shuang'er was satisfied, dusted off her clothes and looked at the wet marks at the root of the wall with disgust, shivered slightly, and dragged Feng Zhiping to stay away from this dirty land as soon as possible.

Feng Zhiping was wrapped in his clothes, bent over like a dog, and said with a wry smile: "Don't drag, don't drag, I'll go by myself, where are you going?"

"Stupid, I didn't hear those people just now say that they were going to Gou Anxin's house to get something, of course they followed them!"

Gotta let the stupid girl scold the stupid.

Feng Zhiping slapped his head, and he was also confused.

"I thought the Broken Army Pavilion was very united, but now it seems that they are not monolithic!"

I had the intention to change the topic, but the girl didn't pick up, and Feng Zhiping couldn't, so he had to follow behind like a little minion.

Rushed to the intersection of the street, a fork in the road appeared, and there were two options for removing the middle of the intersection, Feng Zhiping looked left and right, pointing to the left.

"I guess it's this way!"

You Shuang'er's face was full of contempt and pointed to the right.

"How do you know?" Feng Zhiping wondered, "Did you see it?"

You Shuang'er was even more disdainful, and tapped her ears lightly.

Feng Zhiping was speechless: "Okay, you cultivate high, you boss, I'll listen to you." ”

"It's long overdue!"

You Shuang'er snorted proudly, and led the way first, and the two of them went around and hid, and in less than a stick of incense, they came to a mansion that they had passed by.

Hiding in the corner and watching secretly, Feng Zhiping was speechless: "Such a big courtyard, it must be Sanjin, the Broken Army Pavilion is quite rich, or is it that the outer disciples live so well?"

You Shuang'er squatted on the ground according to Feng Zhiping, poked his head out of the top of his head and looked at it twice, retracted his head and said: "Don't look at the big courtyard, there shouldn't be many people in it, this place is specially used for retreat, no matter how many enters, it is a quiet room with a small courtyard layout, and the area should be only thirteen or fourteen small courtyards." ”

Feng Zhiping raised his head and looked at the girl in astonishment: "How do you know?"

"Do you see that lantern?" You Shuang'er gestured with her chin, "A 'Jing' word plus that picture represents a retreat, don't you know?"

"Should I know?" Feng Zhiping wondered, "Retreat is written retreat, and it's not illiterate, what does it mean to draw a picture?"

"Hey, have you ever read "Diancang Daquan" seriously, it is written in the history of the sect!"

Seeing that Feng Zhiping's eyes were confused and he knew the result, You Shuang'er poked his head speechlessly.

"You, you, fortunately, it's just a handyman, if you are an outer disciple, you will have to eat a stick if you are not familiar with the history of the sect!"

The head was poked like a chicken eating rice, Feng Zhiping asked in a trembling voice: "Don't just poke it, tell me why?"

"Because there are illiterate people, stupid!" You Shuang'er poked at the end.

Feng Zhiping rubbed his head in astonishment: "Is there really anyone who can't read? How can you practice martial arts if you can't read, and can you understand the Heart Sutra boxing spectrum?"

"There's no way, who made Diancangshan still very weak at that time!"

You Shuang'er shrugged helplessly.

"At the beginning of the founding of the Diancangshan School, it was only a middle-class small school, and the highest cultivation of several originators was only just formal. At that time, in order to develop, can only recruit people, in line with the heart of teaching and classless, anyone can be accepted, whether it is a chivalrous or a bully as long as he is willing to follow the rules of the door and take the right path, he can get started, and the illiterate rural village man can also be, at that time, the good and bad people were uneven, but it also made the sect people prosperous, and then after generations of efforts to develop into today's leader. These drawings were prepared for illiterate disciples at that time, and later evolved into a tradition that has been passed down to the present day. ”

Feng Zhiping suddenly, thinking about the original Diancang Mountain, and then looking at the present, he couldn't help but sigh.

Grandfathers all grew up from their grandsons, as long as they can survive and not be overwhelmed by the torrent of the times, no matter how weak they are, they can one day become grandfathers.

The original low-end sect has become the first martial arts sect like today, and I am afraid that the originators would not dare to imagine it if they wanted to break their heads.