Chapter 11: He Xiong

Xi Zhen was a little stunned, but people who are used to being chic can't be chic. I haven't seen my brother for 20 years, but now I see each other but I say goodbye in a hurry, and my brother who loves me the most tells me to pay attention to my favorite woman. This heartless pain made him feel more and more lonely, and felt more and more that the people in the rivers and lakes were sinister. I remember when I first went down the mountain, the master taught me many times that we should pay attention to the rivers and lakes everywhere, and the so-called sinister rivers and lakes are the sinister hearts of the people. At first, I didn't think about it, but the appearance of my senior brother made this sentence hit my heart again.

I don't know how long it took, when Xi Zhen walked into the inn like a lost soul, Dongfang was already exposed. One person in the room was pouring himself a drink, his fat body was full of oil. Seeing Xi Zhen come in, he looked up and smiled, his eyes narrowed into a line with fat on his face. But then the ablation gradually solidified, and I couldn't help but shake my head.

"There are thousands of things in the world, it's better to have a glass of wine, why is Xiaoyou here?" the person handed over a glass of wine and said, "Why don't you get drunk and relieve a thousand sorrows?"

Xi Zhen glanced at the person who came with blank eyes, but it was He Xiong, who didn't want to pay attention to it, sat down by himself, and muttered to himself: "Old thing, I have no intention of talking nonsense with you at this time, you have to drink it yourself, and where will you go back and forth after drinking." ”

When He Xiong heard this, he didn't get angry but laughed: "Yo, what's going on, see that you don't give up, don't live up to the name of the chic prodigal son" and then said to himself in a loud voice: "In the world, there are ups and downs, and there is a fate to come and go, but only this wine has a fate all the time." Three thousand troubles, the world knows fate, but it doesn't follow fate!"

"Come by fate, go by fate" Xi Zhenfu muttered to himself again, as if this sentence was washing the depths of his heart, and after a while, he suddenly had an epiphany, looked up at this cynical old brother, and couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Old thing, you can always see through my mind, you seem to have an indissoluble bond with wine in your life." ”

"Me and wine, me and you, are all bad fate," He Xiong grinned.

"Then you came to me early this morning, shouldn't you be talking to me about Zen machines?" Xi Zhen picked up a glass of wine and drank it all.

"Zen machine?" He Xiong's eyes widened, "I don't have that spare time to talk to you about Zen machine, I came here to tell you, your brother I'm leaving, just come and talk to you." ”

"Huh?" This time Xi Zhen was lost and lost, lowered his head and played with the wine glass in his hand, muttering to himself: "Are you going to leave too?"

He Xiong paced square steps, pretending to be profound, touching his beard and saying: "There is no feast in the world, I have a reason to come to the capital, and I have a reason to go, don't ask me where I'm going, don't ask who I'm going with, I'm wandering in the rivers and lakes, I don't have many friends, even fewer confidants, and I have a good relationship with you, that's because you kid has a temper with me." Then he said to Xi Zhen in a serious way: "But there is a sentence, I have to tell you, I told you to leave the capital before, if you don't leave, that's fine, then stay here, but, don't move to the guest village, don't mess with it, as for the ...... , Alas, forget it, you should always go through it yourself, go through it yourself, I won't be verbose, let's go. After speaking, he waved his hand and left, ignoring Xi Zhen, who was stunned behind him.

Outside the city, He Xiong hummed a small tune, paced square steps, and walked out of the east gate and walked straight to the Zhike Pavilion outside the east gate. A slender middle-aged man, wearing a hat, rests on the pavilion pillar.

He Xiong didn't answer, sat next to the man, and said, "Is he really the only one left in this land where dragons and snakes are mixed?"

The man maintained a napping posture, and Liang Jiufang sighed lightly: "We can't always follow him, he needs to grow up by himself, and see right and wrong by himself." ”

"The three old guys in Laikezhuang are not easy to deal with, with his character, he will definitely be involved, besides, in addition to those three old guys, there are unknown masters in Laikezhuang. He Xiong was worried.

"Huh?" the man looked up slightly, "And the masters?"

"Yes, two days ago, I visited the guest village at night, strayed into the Buddhist hall in the southwest corner of the village, and was discovered. He Xiong thought about it and said it anyway.

The man was very surprised, and he was so shocked that he hurriedly raised his head and looked at He Xiong, it was Han Santong of the Cloud Chasing Sword. Han Santong's face was full of surprise, and he said incredulously: "With your kung fu, if you want to secretly investigate, you shouldn't be discovered." ”

"Yes, originally I thought so, I thought it was just that I accidentally missed my whereabouts and was discovered by chance, who knew that I was very wrong" He Xiong's heart palpitated, and his expression became more and more solemn.

Han Santong was even more surprised when he heard this

He Xiong continued: "That man's skills are very good, full of palm power, but with a feminine aura, I broke up more than 20 moves with that man, and was almost seriously injured under the man's palm, if I hadn't used pyrotechnic thunderbolts in my eagerness, I would definitely not have escaped from that man's palm that day." ”

He Xiong said: "After I came back, I racked my brains to recall that person's moves and the famous senior heroes on the rivers and lakes, but I couldn't remember who was so unfathomable in martial arts. And that person's move is as fast as a wind, and his palm technique seems to have an Annam, Siamese style, and its internal force seems to belong to the Western Regions. ”

"Oh?" Han Santong became more and more incredible, he didn't expect that Laikezhuang was actually a place where the dragon and the tiger were hidden.

He Xiong shrugged, his expression instantly relaxed, and continued: "Later, I was about to discuss with you, and I happened to receive your flying pigeon message. ”

Han Santong took over the conversation: "Does that person have any other characteristics?"

He Xiong recalled for a moment and replied: "It looks like a woman, but it has a pair of big feet. He Xiong hurriedly said: "Explain in advance, I don't have the habit of staring at other people's teachers, but I just look at that person's steps." ”

Han Santong pondered and pondered: "It seems that I need to go back to Wudang, I haven't seen my master for many years, so I can just ask the master for advice, the master is well-informed, and he will definitely be able to gain something." Then he said: "I want to ask Brother He to continue to stay in the capital and take care of him for my brother, and when I find out the origin of that person, I will definitely write to you, but before I figure it out, try to prevent him from provoking the guest village, I don't know what my brother's intentions are?"

"Hey, come on, with our friendship, I'll be planted in your hands like this," He Xiong said nonchalantly: "It's just that I don't understand why I'm so unlucky and so willing." ”

Han Santong smiled slightly: "I'm afraid you won't be able to escape in your life." ”

He Xiong raised his eyebrows, stood up and began to talk nonsense: "It doesn't matter if you can escape, or if you can't escape, anyway, you are a boring person, and in this regard, your junior brother is a hundred times stronger than you." It just so happens that I'm going back and staying in the capital, I don't want to be with you, how boring it is, hey, to put it mildly, it's all bad fate. Instead of looking for your bad luck with this stuffy gourd, it's better to find a bad relationship where you can drink and have fun with me. ”

He Xiong was talking to himself, he didn't know that Han Santong had already left, and when he looked back, he found that Han Santong was not there, shrugged his shoulders, and said to himself indifferently: "It's like this every time, can you do some fresh tricks, even if you don't say goodbye to wine, it's really boring, boring." I really don't understand, how did your master teach you, the same apprentice taught by a master, how can the difference be so big, a stuffy gourd, I, He Xiong, can be regarded as the number one person in the rivers and lakes, how did I make friends with you, a stuffy gourd, heaven, earth, who can tell me why. ”

He Xiong just kept chattering all the way, walking all the way back, provoking the people next to him to keep their eyes on him, thinking that he was a mentally abnormal guy.