Not far from the big boat where Xu Shan was, there was a small pavilion along the river, two people were sitting in the pavilion, and one person was standing next to the two, and the tall figure was standing in the shadows, and he couldn't see his face clearly.

One of them sat upright, dressed in Confucian clothes, holding a white paper fan, listening to the movement of the boat, hearing Xu Shan's words at this moment, he couldn't help but smile at the person opposite: "I said Lao Chen, look at what this Xu boy said, tsk, if you have half of his brazenness, you won't be hammered all over the mountain by this 'Han Fairy' every time." ”

I saw a person on the other side, dressed as an old peasant, with a yellow face and thin muscles, as if he hadn't eaten enough for a few days, and his washed white clothes were mixed with some patches.

Hearing this, he didn't reply, just snorted coldly, smash the big cigarette pouch in his hand.

And the man in the Confucian shirt didn't care about this, and then said: "I really don't understand what your old Chen has taken a fancy to this 'Han Fairy'? If you want to say that the inheritance of the lineage, the area under our three jurisdictions, up and down the mountain, looks much better than this 'Han Fairy', besides, you and I are first-class wrestlers, so you don't need their consent to let women give birth." ”

"Oh oh, I see,"

The man in the Confucian shirt snapped the paper fan together, looked at Lao Chen on the opposite side with a look of surprise, and said: "Could it be that you Lao Chen like the kind of person who is stronger than you and can bully you?" ”

The man in the Confucian shirt suddenly shook his head and said, "If you think about it carefully, although this 'Han Fairy' looks average, those long legs, tsk, can really kill someone." It seems that I have lost my eyes, Lao Chen, you know this well, and it is really hidden, it is because I have eyes and do not know Mount Tai, so I will accompany you here. ”

Looking at Lao Chen, who didn't speak, but his momentum was getting stronger and stronger, the man in the Confucian shirt hurriedly said: "Lao Chen, don't don't, it's just a joke, Lao Chen, you believe in true love, don't worry about vulgar people like me, hey, hey, you see that you don't stop, if you don't stop, we will be discovered by Fairy Han." ”

Hearing the second half of the sentence, the person known as Lao Chen dissipated his momentum, took a puff of his big cigarette pouch, glanced at the man in the Confucian shirt, and said with a look of contempt: "You know a fart." ”

The man in the Confucian shirt laughed, not caring at all, "Yes, yes, I know a fart, if I understand, I won't even know that this Xu boy hides such a good baby, hey, Lao Chen, don't say that this kid can really hide, I only found out today that there is such a thing, that baby will not be eaten into the stomach by this kid a long time ago, then what should we do then, is it difficult to find it slowly in his intestines." ”

Lao Chen didn't say anything, knocked the pipe in his hand on the stone table, poured out a large piece of gray dust, and then pinched out a small pinch of white fine powder from the cigarette pouch on his waist, pressed it into the cigarette holder, and smoked it again.

Some of the fine powder that was still sticking to Lao Chen's hands was gently blown by the river breeze and turned into phosphorus fire and drifted away.

When the man in the Confucian shirt saw this scene, he also felt cold in his heart, and secretly scolded the old pervert who eats people and does not spit out bones, and did not speak again.

After being silent for a while, the man in the Confucian shirt spoke: "Old Chen, what do you think of this Xu Shan's strength?"

Knowing that he would ignore himself, the man in the Confucian shirt asked himself: "The people sent by Han Da Fairy at the beginning are mainly to probe the bottom and see how capable this Xu boy is, according to Han Da Fairy's urine - ah, palm mouth palm mouth, look at my broken mouth, how can I be so disrespectful to the beautiful Han Fairy"

The man in the Confucian shirt symbolically touched his mouth and continued: "According to the consistent style of Han Da Fairy, his strength is not good, and he still wants to hide the treasure, so he is naturally stunned with a stick, and then slowly tortured to extract a confession, where did he think that this Xu boy is even more direct, and almost overturned the big boat of Han Fairy in Lao Chen's heart, hey, if you don't say Lao Chen, you are an old man, if the fairy in my heart was treated like this, I would have rushed over to be courteous to him." However, judging from the strength shown, Xu Xiaozi is not so much stronger than ordinary second-class wrestlers. ”

"Even if Xu Xiaozi hides something, but the second-class wrestler, is the second-class wrestler, if it is compared to me, in terms of life and death alone, it will inevitably be Xu Xiaozi torn apart, but I will also be seriously injured. ”

The man in the Confucian shirt held the paper fan, patted his palm gently, and said to Lao Chen with a sincere face: "Once I am seriously injured, with this fateful friendship, Lao Chen, you will definitely try your best to protect me, you will not take advantage of my inattention to poison me, nor will you instigate the wrestlers in my jurisdiction to rebel, and of course, you will not cooperate with Fairy Han to hammer me into ashes." ”

The man in the Confucian shirt patted his heart vigorously and made a tearful gesture: "It's so fucking moved, I'm about to cry when I am moved." ”

Pretending to wipe the corners of his eyes, the man in the Confucian shirt continued: "Fairy Han must also be afraid that after he was seriously injured, he was afraid that he would not be able to go in the face of Lao Chen's diligent care every day, so he invited Xu Xiaozi to talk about it. Tsk, this Xu boy's ability is not small, Lao Chen, do you want the two of us to invite Han Daxian to promote this Xu Gongzi to be the fourth mountain master. ”

At the end, the man in the Confucian shirt was obviously smiling, but his tone was getting colder and colder.

Seeing that the old farmer on the other side still didn't respond, the man in the Confucian shirt sneered in his heart, turned his face to the person who had been standing next to him and asked, "What's your name?"

When the man heard this, he hurriedly bent down and bowed his head, and said to the man in the Confucian shirt: "Go back to the mountain master, you can just call me Xiao Wei." ”

In the moonlight, I saw that this man was about forty years old, tall, with a dense beard on his face, but his hair was gray.

"Well, Xiao Wei, I heard that you and this Xu boy are from the same place?"

"Lord Huishan, exactly, Xu Shan and I are both from the Candle Country. The small place is not worth mentioning, and the mountain owner may not have heard of this name. ”

The man in the Confucian shirt touched his chin, "Candle Country, I haven't heard of it, there are not tens of thousands of large and small jurisdictions of the sect, there are thousands, I really don't know how you countries that are rolling in the mud came from." ”

"What the mountain lord said is that it is a small polluting mountain lord's audio-visual appearance. "The head of the person who calls himself Xiao Wei is buried even lower.

"It's okay, Xiao Wei, why are you nervous, you see that your forehead is sweating, and I'm not a big devil who kills people without blinking. Let's get down to business, you and this Xu boy were in the top three in the world in the rivers and lakes of your Candle Country at that time, do you think this kid will hand over the big treasure hidden in his body to our Han Fairy who is in the heart of Lao Chen?"

After the man in the Confucian shirt finished speaking, he smiled obscenely at the smoking old Chen, and when he saw that he was indifferent, he couldn't help but feel bored.

"Back to the mountain master, according to Xiao's understanding of Xu Shan, this person acts treacherously, and often does things unexpectedly, this... I'm not sure if it's small."

When the man in the Confucian shirt heard the answer, the paper fan in his hand slowly opened, and he said expressionlessly: "Oh, how can you be accurate?"

Sensing the suffocating coercion in the pavilion, the tall man who claimed to be Xiao Wei gritted his teeth, forcibly resisted the urge to kneel, and replied: "Although the little one is not sure of Xu Shan's approach, I have a fellow villager friendship with him, and after he gets off the boat, if he doesn't hand it over to Fairy Han, I can persuade him to present the treasure on his body to the two." ”

When the man in the Confucian shirt heard this, he sneered and said, "If he doesn't hand it over to Fairy Han, what will happen to you then." ”

After speaking, he put his palm on the tall man's head.

Just when the tall man was about to fight to the death, he heard the man known as Lao Chen say and said slowly: "Just do what he says." ”

The man in the Confucian shirt looked at Lao Chen with a surprised expression, and then seemed to remember something, chuckled, slowly withdrew his palm, shook the paper fan with his eyes flickering, and did not speak again.

And the tall man next to him, who called himself Xiao Wei, still maintained a posture of bending over and bowing his head.