Seeing that the situation was critical, Lao Zhaohua first used his vitality and struck out a palm out of thin air: only then did he open his mouth and shouted: "Quickly land and roll backwards!"

Gao Yunxiang also hurriedly shouted: "Third brother, they are all their own people, don't be serious, stop quickly!"

Li Haoping wrote: "I want to borrow her sword to assassinate the enemy. ”

Xie Yuhua was not spilled by the poisonous juice, it was Lao Zhaohua who immediately slashed out a strong palm, shaking the poisonous juice spilled by Li Hao away, and she rolled fast again, so that she was not injured, and she was still angry when she got up.

Gao Yunxiang smiled at her and explained: "Sister, my third brother is speechless, he snatched your sword because he wanted to borrow your sword to assassinate the wine and meat monk, and he has no ill will towards his sister, please calm my anger." ”

After listening to Gao Yunxiang's explanation, Xie Yuhua turned the sword upside down and handed it to Li Hao.

Gao Yunxiangbo shook his head and said, "Third brother, your enemy can't kill him yet, we have to take him to the Heavenly Sword Pavilion, and ask him to tell the story of killing you in front of the heads of the various sects, so that we can sympathize with you and meet your needs." ”

Li Hao listened to the words of the second brother, and hugged his fists and bowed deeply to Xie Yuhua, expressing his faux pas and making amends.

After the turmoil of a misunderstanding subsided, Gao Yunxiang took off the human leather coat Luo Mingyuan was wearing.

Although Luo Mingyuan is very old, because he eats well and is good at maintenance, his skin is still white.

The poisonous sand needles and residual poison in Luo Mingyuan's eyes had been forced out when he hung upside down, but one eyeball had been destroyed and he couldn't regain his sight.

The most painful thing was the flying knife that pierced the back eye, and he didn't have a chance to force it out, so he only swelled so much that he was drenched in cold sweat, gritted his teeth and said: "If you want to kill me, hurry up, if you don't kill me, quickly take out the flying knife that pierced my back eye." ”

The old man snorted coldly and said, "The flying knife that pierced your back eye didn't do it, what kind of does it matter to us!"

Luo Mingyuan asked, "Who are you?"

The old man said coldly: "The poor beg for food." ”

Luo Mingyuan said: "Old Zhaohua, you do good deeds." ”

Lao Zhaohua said: "Who doesn't know that I am always called Hua, I can use you to call, do good deeds Lao Zhaohua has to say it to people dozens of times a month, this is not what others say to me." ”

Luo Mingyuan was distended and painful, and fainted again.

Gao Yunxiang asked, "Uncle Fan, do you have any knife wound medicine on your body?"

Lao Zhaohua asked, "Who was injured?"

Gao Yunxiang smiled and said: "The foolish nephew wants to pull out the flying knife that pierced the back eye of this demon, and if he doesn't apply knife wound medicine to stop the bleeding after pulling it out, I'm afraid he will bleed to death." ”

Lao Zhaohua said: "This devil has killed many innocent people and mutilated many martyrs in his life, don't care about him, let him suffer more, it is never too much." ”

When the words fell, I heard a person shouting loudly: "Poor friend, do you see any excitement?"

Lao Zhaohua also replied in a loud voice: "Lao Zhaohua has opened his eyes tonight, poor scholar, you missed the opportunity, it's a pity!"

The voice of the poor scholar is getting closer and closer, he is a child, he likes to shout and rush to the scene, tells stories to people, and hurriedly says: "Tell me what is eye-opening." ”

The old man shouted: "The bad apprentice beats the evil master, the evil master is powerful, and the bad apprentice is useless." The evil master hung upside down on the tree, and a few bad apprentices still couldn't beat the evil master, and they caught up with the ghost gate one after another. ”

The poor scholar asked, "Who is the master?" who is good at martial arts but cannot teach an apprentice who is not successful. ”

I can't tell you first, for fear that your coward will hear his name and be frightened. ”

The poor scholar laughed and said, "The life of the poor is cheaper than that of the rich." You and I are both stained with a poor man, what is there to be afraid of. ”

As soon as the words fell, the person floated in front of the old man, and Luo Mingyuan, who was lying on the ground with his eyes touching the ground, and his body was in a cold sweat, asked, "Who is this person?"

Lao Yuhua raised his eyebrows and asked in surprise, "Don't know him?"

The poor scholar looked at it carefully for a while, still shook his head, and said, "This gentleman may be a rich and noble man, and he is stingy with my poor scholar." ”

Lao Zhaohua said: "You are really the shoes at the bottom of the well, and you don't know Luo Mingyuan, the wine and meat monk who has caused a sensation in today's martial arts." ”

The poor scholar stretched out his finger and pointed at the nose of the old man, and said: "The old man is called Hua, I am not a child, don't scare me with the name of the wine and meat monk, my poor scholar can't do anything else, the ability to know people is very great, as long as I have seen him once, he died and turned to ashes, I can still know him." ”

The old man said: "Listen to your tone, you have seen a monk of wine and meat." ”

The poor scholar nodded and said, "He once bought me a pair of straw sandals, dropped a piece of silver and left, I want to find his money, tell him to ignore it, and I can't catch up with him. ”

The old man said, "You take a closer look." ”

The poor scholar looked at his feet from his head again, and said: "The body of the wine and meat monk is thicker than this person, and it is also one or two points taller than this person, and his skin is not as white as this person.

Lao Zhaohua took the human skin coat from Gao Yunxiang's hand and shook it, and said, "Your eyes are not old yet, this is the treasure of the wine and meat monk." He put on this human skin garment, and it was similar to the shape you said. ”

The poor scholar stretched out his hand to pick up the human skin coat and looked at it, and exclaimed: "This is a treasure robe! The process of making this human skin coat is not simple, it has to be peeled off from the living person alive, mixed and soaked with dozens of medicines, then dried and soaked, and after a few cold and heat, it has to be buried on the top of the snow-capped mountain that does not melt all year round!"

Lao Zhaohua smiled and said: "Poor ghost, don't brag nonsense, if you know leather clothes, you are today's rich man, not a poor ghost......"

The poor scholar's eyes widened, and he said: "Poor is called Hua, you only know one and don't know the other, a gentleman loves people with virtue, how can he harm people's lives for the sake of copper smell, my poor scholar has no other strengths, but he can stick to the duty of a gentleman, and do not make grievances." ”

Lao Zhaohua glanced at Mo Dao, and said to the down-and-out scholar: "Okay, okay, the old man is called Hua Luoluo's small words, I know a load, I can't distinguish you, why don't you see the two disciples of the Heavenly Sword Pavilion?"

The poor scholar smiled and said: "Lao Hua, you are also a person who came from your youth, you have never met a beautiful girl, you should have met a blind lady, you can recall the scene when a teenager met the opposite sex." ”

Lao Yuhua shook his head and said, "I can't remember the longing of my youth. ”

The poor scholar said: "Young men and women are together, they have a lot of words! I won't get tired for three days and three nights, and I don't feel exhausted, if I transcribe it, it will be a huge work: 'Love Stories Daguan', I heard that the two of them had words and laughter, so I ran away with my feet, and Mo Xiaoxia came here first. ”

Suddenly, there was a sound of slashing blades in the forest, Gao Yunxiang was stunned, and said, "Who is fighting in the forest?"

"It's probably a vinegar rack, I'm afraid of smelling sour, Xiaoxia go and be a peacemaker. The down-and-out scholar laughed.

Lao Zhaohua looked at the poor scholar and asked suspiciously, "Don't you know Gao Yunxiang's nephew?"

The poor scholar looked at Gao Yunxiang and asked, "Where are you from?"

Gao Yunxiang replied to the poor scholar with his hand, "Oh!" The poor scholar exclaimed, "You are Gao Baichuan's stinky boy! Look at the fist!"

Gao Yunxiang saw that he said well, and suddenly made a move, thinking that he was trying his kung fu, so he had to dodge.

The poor scholar saw him dodging, his body was light and swift, but his moves were more fierce than the other, and every punch was a greeting to Gao Yunxiang's vital body.

Gao Yunxiang dodged him several times in a row, seeing that he made a sharp and powerful move, as if he was struggling for his life, not like a trial move, he no longer avoided being beaten, and also attacked.

The fists came and went, and the punches were fierce.

Lao Zhaohua looked inexplicable, and saw that they were fighting desperately, so he shouted, "Stop!" stood up and stood in the middle of the two, opened the bow left and right with both palms, and forced the two to move away.

He looked at the poor scholar with a sideways face and asked, "What kind of hatred do you have with your nephew?"

The poor scholar said: "The father's debt is repaid, I took his father's fist and slap, and of course I asked his son to pay it back." ”

Lao Zhaohua asked, "When did it happen?"

The poor scholar replied: "When I was a child, his father and I studied together in the Xishan Academy, and the two of us slept in the same bed. I don't know martial arts, let alone beating him, but I can't even avoid it? Either my nose was bleeding from him, or my mouth was crooked by him. ”

Lao Zhaohua smiled: "I see, Lao Zhaohua feels that Lao Gao beat your fist at that time, or is it too light?"

The poor scholar blinked his eyes and asked, "Old Brother, how do you know?"

Lao shouted Hua Dao: "Lao Gao beat you very hard at that time, your martial arts today are not the style of a three-legged cat, you can only blow through your nose, and the jet can't scare the other party away, so you have to escape." ”

The poor scholar smiled and said: "You're right, if Lao Gao beats me harder, I must hold a grudge, and I have to learn martial arts well to retaliate against him, because it is not heavy, I have to get by, and I don't think I have revenge." ”

Gao Yunxiang couldn't help but laugh when he heard this.

The poor scholar said: "Boy, do you laugh at my martial arts skills are not as good as your Lao Tzu? ”

Gao Yunxiang shook his heart again and again, and said: "Forgive the younger generation for being presumptuous, I only feel that the old-timers are down-to-hearted, and I can't help laughing." ”

The poor scholar said: "You Lao Tzu learned martial arts at that time, but he was stupid like a cow when he read, reciting books, right pairs, but not once without the teacher's lessons, either the front brain has horns, or the back of the brain has a bag, your Lao Tzu's nickname of 'unicorn cow' is to receive the teacher's lesson, do you feel glorious for your Lao Tzu?"

Lao Zhaohua smiled and said: "If you hurt his old son, you will damage it in front of him, why do you damage his son?"

The poor scholar said: "He has a lot of jokes! He simply broke his classmates' intestines and hunched his back." One day after dinner, I went out for a walk with him, and a guiding stone was engraved with the words, 'Taishan Stone Dare to be'. He read: 'Taichuan right take the hall', and the teacher taught him to recite the Analects: he will, Zeng Zi said, Yongcheng: Cao Zi said, Qing Dafu recited Chengxiang Doctor, and Ji Kangzi read Li Mazi, in short, there is his laughter every day. ”

Gao Yunxiang said with a smile: "The younger generation also heard my father say that my father was interested in martial arts in his early years, and his study was just in response to the occasion. ”

The poor scholar smiled: "You kid is smarter than Ling Zun, when you say this, I can't say it anymore if you have a bigger laugh, I see that your nephew is similar to your old man's appearance, recalling the past of his classmates when he was a child, there is hatred and its fun, just now triggered, please don't put it in your heart." ”

Gao Yunxiang said with a smile: "The little nephew doesn't dare, and I will ask Uncle Shi for more advice in the future." ”

The poor scholar said, "Go and take a look." ”

Gao Yunxiang followed the sound of the clash of blades, spread out his body and rushed over, and saw the second brother and the fourth sister fighting separately.

The eldest sister and Miss Yang sat opposite each other under a tree and talked, and hurriedly raised their voices and shouted, "Third brother, fourth sister, stop quickly!"

Li Hao and Miss Jie have deep childhood sweethearts, although they have been separated for ten years, their love for each other has not disappeared due to a long time of separation.

But there are also their own suspicions, there must be suspicions, and suspicion is the product of the emotions of men and women. In the long separation, there are different encounters.

Once they meet, they can't face the hug and describe it in detail, and their joy turns into suspicion, and from suspicion to resentment? But the love thread is firmly tied to the hearts of the two people, and the love thread is an invisible thing, which is constantly cut and cannot be unraveled.