Wang Chuan left Wanshou Temple, and the words of the old monk resounded repeatedly in his mind, he didn't understand the meaning of it anyway, and finally simply didn't think about it.

In Jincheng, the most prosperous and lively place is the place of Qinyuan River, where the waterway is soothing, the river is meandering, there are many restaurants, painting buildings, shops, workshops on both sides, and there are countless tourists and celebrities and talented beauties come and go here, and have fun.

Wang Chuan walked here, entered a big restaurant called Wang Fulou, he went upstairs to the private room, called a room that can face the street and watch the water, of course, the price is not expensive, but Wang Chuan still has some money.

The wine and food have been served, and Wang Chuan listened to the singing of the painting building opposite, drinking and recreational alone.

Wang Fu downstairs, there are many flat boats, some ferrymen sit idly on the flat boat to entertain guests, on the other side of the riverbank, a painting building and this Wang Fu Building is just opposite, at this moment that upstairs, a group of well-dressed people, are listening to a song girl holding a pipa in their hands, from time to time there is a sound of applause.

Wang Chuan only heard her song and said: "Tell the heart, think about the intestines, and sing it in Yihongqiushui;

Pleasant singing, handsome and handsome, three thousand royal spirits;

The heart is also drunk, the red face is beautiful, and the spring breeze and rain dew thousands of friends;

Kiss tears, red clothes, red wall spring show dance red costumes. ”

Again: "The gentleman's heart is crying, a glass of wine, and he is sad and melancholy; he remembers well, laughs several times, like a dream, and his heart is broken." ”

Qingyue's singing, the sound of the ear, Wang Chuan listened to the fascination, suddenly, "ah 、、、" a scream, Wang Chuan woke up from the distance, Wang Chuan's unhappiness attached to the eyebrows, he put down the wine glass, looked out, his eyes were extraordinary, only to see that in the painting building, a boy who was too anxious, drunken teasing the singer, the singer was ashamed and struggling, crying faintly, no one dared to provoke.

Seeing this, Wang Chuan's handsome eyebrows were raised, the nameless fire was raised, and he was about to get up and go forward, when suddenly, a big man there shouted violently, like thunder, and got up and reprimanded angrily: "Bold, in broad daylight, you dare to be presumptuous!"

Another person also stood up and said, "This son, well-dressed and seven-foot-tall, how can he embarrass a weak woman?"

These two people didn't say anything, as soon as they stood up, a group of strong men who looked like house slaves immediately poured out, all of them practiced the family, and they surrounded the two under the leadership of an old man in a yellow robe, a fierce image, all of which were the entourage of the son's brother.

The trapped two were not timid, the big man smiled viciously, and when the scholar saw this, he also sneered: "What do you want to do, aren't you afraid that the government will arrest you? ”

The old man in the yellow robe changed his face, stretched out his hand, and patted the son's shoulder, and the young man immediately opened his mouth and spit out a puddle of wine, his face was more ruddy, and at the same time he woke up, but he seemed to be used to being domineering, blushing, and said with a cruel smile; Guo Lao, train them fiercely for me. ”

When the old man in the yellow robe heard this, his face was embarrassed and hesitant, and when the son-in-law saw this, his fierce face was revealed, and he said: "Old Guo, do you dare to disobey the words of this son?"

"Hahahaha、、、" The big man in Tsing Yi laughed and said, "Look, even my subordinates can't stand it." ”

The scholar smiled too.

When Brother Gongzi heard this, he was ashamed and angry, trembling with anger, pointing at the old man in the yellow robe, gritting his teeth and saying: "Old Guo, do you want to betray 、、、、the master?

"Beat !!" The old man in the yellow robe couldn't hold his old face, endured the humiliation, and shouted with a red face.

When the slaves heard the sound, they separated a small number of people, rushed to the man in Tsing Yi and the scholar from left to right, and pounced on him.

"Good time!" said the big man in Tsing Yi loudly. The body did not retreat but advanced, and his fists were swung out, playing a fist wind, and the whole person was like a spinning top, and the hungry tiger pounced into the flock.

The scholar will also fight twice, and a few house slaves for a few breaths, but after a long fight, he was defeated, one stumbled, and his body was immediately chaotic, and a thug seized the opportunity, smiled maliciously, and raised his fist to attack the back of the scholar's head, the scholar was frightened, and said bitterly: "My life is over!" It seems that this scholar's combat power is very limited, but he can stand up and be commendable.

At this time, a sound of breaking the sky hit, "Bang!" A flying thing, right in the vicious black hand, solved the scholar's crisis.

The form was reversed, and the scholar turned back vigilantly to observe, but in his ears he heard the sound of his clothes breaking through the air, and the sound of hunting.

"Who?" exclaimed the yellow-robed old man.

"Hmph, the evil master and the good slave, helping the evil to abuse, it's sad and pathetic!" Wang Chuan said, and at the same time, his body was like the wind, and his fists and legs rose together, instantly knocking down several minions who surrounded the scholar.

At this time, the big man in green clothes also finished cleaning up the many minions surrounding him, but his face was still unfinished, and he looked at the old man in yellow robe defiantly.

The minions on the ground were moaning like pigs and dogs, and the big man looked at the old man in the yellow robe, but said to Wang Chuan: "You are up, or am I up?"

Wang Chuan was behind him, and he couldn't help but smile when he heard the words.

When the old man in the yellow robe saw himself, he became a general thing, and let others choose, but his old face was purple, annoyed and angry, and shouted: "You guys go up together." After speaking, his figure turned into a yellow wind and rolled towards the nearest man in Tsing Yi. When Wang Chuan saw this, his face was shocked, this person's martial arts were extraordinary. He thought about it, and also rushed into the battle formation, unfolded Tai Chi fist strength, and kept defusing the fist attack of this yellow-robed old man, this yellow-robed old man was very powerful, and they could only defend passively.

The big man in Tsing Yi bore the brunt, Wang Chuan was on the side, and the tricks did not leak, and the two of them, Da Khan and Wang Chuan, were under the strange skills of the old man in the yellow robe.

The old man in the yellow robe, the boxing method is strange, the whole person is as fast as the yellow wind, Wang Chuan and the Han are involved in it, telling them to resist hard, at this time, suddenly, someone said: "What is the relationship between the old man and Guo Xie and Guo Wengbo in the past?"

"Who are you?" Hearing this, the old man in the yellow robe changed his face suddenly, stopped and withdrew his hand, looked out the window, but saw no one, and couldn't help but say coldly.

Wang Chuan and Dahan took the opportunity to step aside and be vigilant.

Guo Jie, Guo Wengbo, Jiyuan people. A hundred years ago, a generation of heroes, when they were young, had a paranoid personality, killed a lot of people, and when they became adults, they created their own exercises, such as the yellow wind and the dragon, and the castration of the hidden dragon. After his great success, he was in charge of the bull's ear of martial arts, and his prestige ran through the green forest of the imperial court, which finally caused the emperor to panic and order, and ordered to be punished with the most rebellious and unscrupulous, and the family was exterminated, but later, people did not see Guo Jie's corpse. It is rumored that Guo Xie Xuangong entered the Tao, can not predict the prophet, has already fled, a few years later, the Han Emperor somehow, died on the dragon couch, but according to the secret, the emperor died in a man-made disaster, there is a yellow dragon fist on the body only breath, which makes the people in the rivers and lakes, and think of Guo Xie who disappeared. After this incident, rumors about Guo Xie continued, some people said that he had died under the siege of the master of Ouchi, some people said that Guo Xie broke the void, ascended to the Tao, and feathered away, the legends are different, the speculation continues, and Guo Xie has become a mystery where he went.

At this moment, the atmosphere in the field was solemn, and everyone was staring at the old man in the yellow robe, only hearing the mysterious humanity; "Shicai, I heard that kid call you Guo Lao, and your martial arts appearance has become a yellow dragon rising in the clouds, under all kinds of signs, are you Guo Jie's descendant?"

The old man in the yellow robe was silent, and his face was indeed cloudy and sunny, which showed that he was fighting fiercely in his heart.

At this time, the stranger was silent, and a strange atmosphere shrouded everyone's hearts, and the people couldn't be pressed, Wang Chuan was depressed, and he secretly ran the exercises at the moment, which was only slightly relieved.

The gentleman was overly drunk, his physique was not shallow, he was coerced by this, his face was pale, and with a "wow" sound, he spit out a puddle of yellow-smelling filth with a strong smell, his face was slightly slower, and he said weakly: "Guo Lao, you are talking, my Pan family treats you well, I didn't expect you, only this mysterious life experience, what I saw today, I will report it to my father." No one paid attention to him, and suddenly, his eyes were black and unconscious, and it turned out that this old man in the yellow robe secretly knocked him unconscious.

The big man in Tsing Yi standing beside Wang Chuan gasped for breath, his face was sweaty, and his face was shocked: "Potential? When everyone heard this, they all looked incredulous.

"Hahahaha... 、、Wonderful, there is a person who knows the goods here. The stranger, who had not been silent for a long time, laughed suddenly.

"Hmph, Your Excellency's game of tricking children is over, come out!" The old man in the yellow robe, who had been silent for a long time, said gloomily, and at the same time, a swift yellow wind swept down the painting downstairs with the wave of his left palm, rushed to one of the boats on the river, and attacked an old ferryman sitting on it.

It happened suddenly, faster than everyone expected, seeing that the ferryman was about to die under the wind of the old man in the yellow robe, however, the ferryman took off the dry smoking gun hanging under his armpit as usual, pinned it to his waist, and his rickety body rotated and turned a wonderful trajectory, defusing the offensive, and then the cigarette money was put at the corner of his mouth and sucked up comfortably, and one by one the smoke rings suddenly appeared, these series of movements, extremely fast, and seemed to be extremely slow, as if the space suddenly became viscous.

Only then did everyone realize that this ferryman was really a hermit.

Later, the ferryman stood up calmly, turned around, and faced the painting building, his right foot was vain, and he was strolling in the courtyard, suddenly, Wang Chuan was intuitive, and the vision was illusory, and he stayed until it was clear, and there was already one more person on the painting floor, which was the strange old ferryman.

The ferryman snorted, inhaled dry smoke, and said slowly: "Your Excellency's Huanglonggang Qi is the same as Guo Xie in the past, but Your Excellency has not yet started, and it is tangible and intangible. ”

The old man in the yellow robe, his pupils shrank, he couldn't see through this old ferryman, as if he was on the edge of the abyss, but there was a glimmer of light in his eyes, and he didn't smile and said: "The old man has practiced the Yellow Dragon Technique for decades, and he is confident that he can go in the world, but this time he is no match for a ferryman, and he feels ridiculous, dare to ask who your Excellency is?"

The ferryman smiled and said, "Your Excellency said that I am the ferryman, then that's it, why bother to ask, you and I just met in Pingshui, I don't know!"

The old man in the yellow robe didn't feel stagnant, and he was speechless for a while.