Zhi Ruitai was expressionless, just staring at him coldly.

Looking at each other, there is a faint spark popping up.

He glanced at the two people who were still kneeling honestly, snorted disdainfully, and said, "Do you two feel that the ground is warm, why can't you get up?"

Guo Chen and his brothers looked at the cold face in front of them, and then looked at the extremely long face, the two looked at each other, and they didn't know who this long face was.

The two of them hung their heads and knelt on the ground honestly, not moving!

Seeing this, the long face took a breath helplessly, and said: "It is said that the man has gold under his knees, and you two have been kneeling for so long to make a fortune!"

After that, a cold light shot out of his eyes, staring at Zhi Ruitai's facial expression, but he said to the two: "We boys, kneel to the sky and kneel to our parents, you two are shameless to kneel for a person who is more than ten years younger than you so peacefully." We, the sons and daughters of the rivers and lakes, look down on life and death, and pin our heads to our waists on weekdays. ”

He pointed his finger at the two of them bitterly: "Don't you really have a little shame?"

His face was sad and angry, his face was full of disappointment, and he was indignant!

It was as if it was him who knelt, not the two men.

Ah Long and Guo Chen's faces were already red with shame, their heads couldn't be lowered, and they were holding their breath in their hearts, but they just felt that their knees were relatively soft, and Zhi Ruitai couldn't stand up without speaking!

Zhi Ruitai just tasted the dishes on the plate, he ate very slowly and chewed a lot.

He chewed the dish into a slimy juice and sent it down with wine.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes, glanced at the two kneeling on the ground, and said, "Get out!"

As if they had been pardoned, they got up from the ground, and before leaving, they did not forget to throw a piece of silver on the table, and then hurried out of the inn gate.

The long-faced man was drinking, and when he saw the two throwing a piece of silver, he laughed out loud, choked, and coughed "cough", he hurriedly put down the cup and kept beating his chest with his fist.

Zhi Ruitai also smiled, looking at the gate and shaking his head.

After a while, the long-faced man stopped coughing and sighed faintly: "The wicked still need the wicked to grind." ”

Zhi Ruitai said: "Mao Dong, you are now in charge of getting wider and wider!"

Xue Buyu heard it and said secretly: These two people used to know each other, but why they sat separately? Could it be that they just nodded their heads?

Guessing in his heart, the wine glass in his hand slowed down.

Mao Dong laughed, and the laughter stopped, as if he was about to swallow, but he couldn't get down in one breath, and it agitated in his throat.

"The two of them are not bad, although they don't look very good, but they are also righteous masters! You let the two of them kneel, it is indeed a bit excessive!"

Zhi Tairui said coldly: "I asked them to kneel because they had a loud voice. They have a loud voice, but they don't know how to handle the door, which affects my mood when eating, so let them reflect on the ground!"

Mao Dong was happy and said, "It's not their fault that they have a loud voice, and they don't know that there is a bad star sitting next to you." ”

Zhi Ruitai glanced at him, picked up the iron flute on the table, re-entered his arms, changed his words, and said: "Mao Dong, you followed me all the way from Cangzhou to Chongzhou, and now you are trapped in this Chongcheng, what do you want to do?"

Mao Dong said with a smile: "Mr. Tiedi is my old friend, half a year ago, I went to visit Cangzhou, but I heard from his family that he had gone out a month ago, I don't know where to go?"

Zhi Ruitai's figure froze, his eyes became calm, his two hands clenched inadvertently, and he said coldly: "Then what?"

Mao Dong's face was furious, his eyebrows were lowered, and he said sadly: "I learned that he was not there, so I returned disappointed!"

Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and he looked at Zhi Ruitai and said, "Who do you guess I met?"

Zhi Ruitai said: "Who did you meet?"

Tears flowed down Mao Dong's eyes, and he kept slipping down his cheeks.

"I met Chi Ruitai. ”

Xue Buyu was shocked, he actually met Zhi Ruitai, who was this in front of him?

Mao Dong continued: "It's a pity that he can't speak anymore. ”

Zhi Ruitai suddenly showed a cruel smile and said, "Aren't I able to speak now?"

Mao Dong wiped away the tears in his eyes with his sleeve, his eyes were already full of red threads, and he stared at Zhi Ruitai viciously and said: "Because he has changed beyond recognition, the iron flute that never leaves his body has also disappeared." ”

Zhi Ruitai said: "Since he is unrecognizable and has no iron flute by his side, how do you know that he is Zhi Ruitai?"

Mao Dongdao: "It's very simple. Because although he is called Mr. Iron Flute, he never plays the flute. The flute has only one function, and that is the point. So, his knuckles are large, his palms are thick, and he is a left-hander. ”

Zhi Ruitai said: "So you happened to see me holding his iron flute, using his right hand, so you followed me all the way and wanted to explore my reality?"

Mao Dongdao: "Exactly. But why did you choose him?"

Zhi Ruitai said: "Who in the rivers and lakes doesn't know, Mr. Tie Di Shenlong can't see the head but not the tail, and it's hard to find it. So I spent a hundred taels of gold to inquire into his house, and waited for more than a month until he returned. ”

Mao Dongdao: "You are generous. Maybe his life isn't worth that much money!"

Zhi Ruitai sneered: "His life is not worth anything at all, but his identity is worth it." ”

Xue Buyu listened to the clouds in the fog, and this will be fully understood.

The Mr. Iron Flute in front of him was not Zhi Ruitai at all, he killed Zhi Ruitai.

Because Mr. Tie Di is famous, but few people know him at all, so he uses Mr. Tie Di to cover up his identity in the rivers and lakes.

Why did this person do this, and who was he?

Xue Buyu was curious, and pricked up his ears to listen to the conversation between the two, for fear of missing a word.

Mao Dongdao: "Who are you?"

His heart was a little restless, a little impatient, and he just wanted to avenge his friend at the moment.

Zhi Ruitai said: "Hmph, it's up to you, if you want to know my name, it's still far away!"

Mao Dong nodded silently and didn't speak, just slowly pulled out a broken blade from his back.

It was a broken sword, less than five inches in length, and the hilt was as good as a two-handed sword.

It was a wounded sword, the shocking severing severity of the blade silently telling of the tragic fate it had suffered, but the hilt was studded with jewels, each round and full, and worth a lot of money.

This sword used to be a famous sword, otherwise his master would not have decorated the hilt with expensive orbs.

No matter how glorious and unbeatable it once was, but now, it's just a scrap sword, or just scrap metal.

Mr. Iron Flute laughed, he couldn't control his body, he lay on the table with his stomach covered, laughing non-stop, the tables and chairs in the store shook up and down with the sound of wild laughter, and even a puff of dust fell on the roof, I wonder if this house can still stand tall in laughter!

The diners around him had already sneaked away, Xiao Er hid at the small door at the corner, lifted half of the curtain and peeked out curiously, constantly looking to see if the roof was about to collapse, and the shopkeeper was not in the mood to pull the abacus, standing behind the counter, full of bitterness.

Small business, I hope he doesn't smash too many tables and chairs.