When he first saw them, Lu Yang felt strange.

The Iron Guards don't have an important mission, but they won't just go out of the Tiger Hunting Hall. He remembered that when he dispatched troops before, the four heroes of the Yang family were not among them.

So in order to find out what happened, Lu Yang asked loudly: "Yang Boci, what's going on?"

"Tell the hall master, I heard the details. ”

Yang Boci started from the beginning, how Lu Yi ordered them to go out, how they pursued, how they besieged, and how they were defeated in the end, everything was clearly and clearly.

The expression on Lu Yang's face also changed from doubt, to anger, then to gnashing teeth, and finally to scolding.

"Ouch, this indisputable thing, it's a big deal. ”

Lu Yang's thoughts swirled, the things that the eldest brother explained were very important, but Lu Yi's life was even more important. I can promise them, but this matter is so big, will this priest agree?

"Dao Chief, what do you say?" Lu Yang couldn't get the other party's thoughts, so he threw the question to the other party first.

"Don't mind, you still call me, Bullnose, Stinky Daoist, I listen to it comfortably. "The priest took the offensive, and the more he talked, the more energetic he became. "Say, what kind of hatred do I have with you, you want to be so unscrupulous and put me to death!"

Of course, Lu Yang couldn't say the reason for the siege, so he thought about it differently.

"Today, if you have a big fate, you won't have such good luck next time. Lu Yang raised his hand and said loudly: "Let's go to the side." ”

The Tiger Hunting Hall is a beggar gang rudder, no matter how you say it, it is also a force. No matter how hard this Taoist priest is, he is just a passer-by. He has no door, no faction, no power, can he still turn the sky?

"Slow, come when you say come, go when you say go, kill if you say kill, kill if you want. "The priest is angry and angry, this time and that time, and now just escaping can no longer solve the hatred in his heart.

"If you want to go, you can kneel down and kowtow three times to the master, and apologize!"

"Fengshu, what should you do about this?" Yang Boci on the side could see clearly, this matter could not be let this Taoist priest take away the power of the main fox and fake tiger.

Fengshu snorted and didn't speak.

Lu Yi relied on his strength to besiege and kill them, but fortunately, it was Xuan Ling's ability to take back a city.

Otherwise, what would he be like now? Will he live or die? Will the other party bargain like this?

"Hall Master, do you know how this injury on my body came about?!"

As soon as these words came out, Yang Boci knew that there would be no room for change. Yang Zhongcheng exhaled, and the word deserved it popped out of his mouth.

Lu Yang knelt on the ground, the ground was slightly uneven, plus scattered pebbles, which hindered his knees in a panic.

Lu Yang's body fell down, and his forehead was lightly pressed to the ground.

"It's not loud?!no," the priest saw that Fengshu was standing on his side, and he was even more fearless.

Lu Yang straightened his waist and slammed his head to the ground.

Boom, a muffled sound.

Lu Yang only felt a sharp pain in his forehead, as if he had been cut by a knife.

This feeling reminded him of the situation when he was a child, kowtowing and begging in a large family. People don't even have basic dignity and can only live like stray dogs.

Lu Yang hit his head on the ground again, and he felt a little numb on his forehead. He thought that even if he kowtowed for Lu Jun, he didn't want his life for the sake of his eldest brother, what did he get by kowtowing three heads?

Lu Yang hit his head at the end, and a hole was broken in his forehead, and blood kept gushing out of the mouth.

He suddenly woke up, he was now the master of the hall, and he was no longer the poor man who was slaughtered at the beginning.

Han Xin can still endure the humiliation of his crotch, what is he worth?

As long as he still has a breath, he will definitely get back today's humiliation a hundredfold and a thousandfold.

He will strip them of their skins, and draw their tendons, and drink their blood, and eat their flesh, and make their heads into wine cups, and play with them day by day.

"I'm sorry, please ignore the villains and raise your noble hands!" When Lu Yang said this, he felt that he was no longer himself, and this was not his own voice.

After this matter was over, the convoy walked for another two days before arriving in Sanjiang Town.

Here, two people and horses, each going east.

In this world, there is such a coincidence, this matter started because of Lu Yi, and ended because of Lu Yi. Come to think of it, it's just the word cause and effect.

Lu Yang left with Lu Yi and went to the best hospital in the town to recuperate for his nephew.

The four heroes of Yang Shi, each with their own thoughts, also left with Lu Yang.

On the contrary, it was Yang Zhongcheng, his face was gloomy, he was speechless all the way, and his heart was heavy.

When they arrived in Sanjiang Town, the priest first led them to the tailor's shop, picked out a dress trimmed with gold wire, and changed it for Fengshu.

Then, the priest found an old carpenter and took Xuan Ling's fingers and took them all.

During this period, Fengshu mentioned it several times, and the matter of collecting the final payment, the priest turned a deaf ear, and he didn't hear it.

The cost of the dart was a total of two thousand taels, and when he first entered the Longmen Dart Bureau that day, he only paid a deposit of one thousand taels.

"Big brother, what's the hurry, go and have a glass of wine with me," the priest pulled his sleeve and walked to the small corner tower of the restaurant next to him.

"I'm not your brother, let it go!" Feng Shu shook off his hand, "I'm in a hurry to go back to the dart game, please settle the final payment, right?"

"The final payment is not in a hurry," the priest patted his robe and said to himself, "The master has some silver, and this money is not in his eyes at all." ”

The priest rolled his eyes, grinned and asked, "Then tell me, why did you save me before?"

Feng Shu took a step back and said coldly: "I like your kung fu, wouldn't it be a pity if you die like that!"

"Oops," the priest slapped his head and smiled even more happily. "To tell you the truth, I also like your kung fu, so I made friends with you. ”

"What's the matter, go and have a drink with my brother?"

Feng Shu stretched out his hand to block the body he wanted to rush over, "No need, we can't be friends, you and I are not all the way." ”

The smile on the face of the divine servant instantly faded and dissipated, "If you don't do it, don't do it, the twisted melon is not sweet." You have a few drinks with me, and I'll pay the balance as soon as possible. ”

The priest walked in front, Fengshu followed, Xuanling sat on Fengshu's shoulder, and the group walked slowly to the small corner tower.

Walking to the second floor, the priest asked for a single room, ordered a pot of good wine, and ordered a table of good dishes.

Fengshu picked up the vegetables by himself, and the priest had nothing to say and gossip, but Fengshu didn't do too much care.

The priest stopped eating, got up and moved the dishes and bowls in front of the wind.

Fengshu also stopped his chopsticks and looked directly at him.

The priest put the sword box on the table, and said loudly: "The red powder is given to the beauty, and the sword is given to the hero." I'll give you this blood-drinking sword. ”