Zhuang You walked down the street, this time he was not looking around and curious like he had just entered the city, but his face was solemn and preoccupied. After walking for a long time, the boy felt hungry, and it happened that there was a wonton stall on the side of the road, and a middle-aged couple was busy working.

I went in, found a vacant seat and sat down, and the person who looked like the proprietress smiled and asked, "What do you want to eat?" and "Just have a bowl of wontons." "Okay!"

The steaming wontons were on the table, Zhuang You looked at the small wontons in the bowl, the aroma was fragrant, and he immediately picked up the chopsticks and picked one up and sent it to his mouth, almost burning his mouth, and the soup with shrimp skin was delicious. After a while, a bowl of wontons and soup all went down to the stomach, and the whole person sweated slightly and was refreshed.

When the proprietress collected the dishes and checked out, she casually asked, "What is the little brother doing?" Zhuang You replied: "I'll collect the bills." ”

The proprietress smiled, she had never seen such a teenager collect accounts, but it was not appropriate to speak shallowly, so she didn't talk much.

Zhuang You continued on the road, and after a long time, he was embarrassed to find a few people to ask for directions, and finally arrived at the place that the master said.

This place is very remote, people wonder if it is out of the city, there are not many families around, a lonely shop is located in it, the plaque on it is also old, the paint on the words has also fallen off, "pawn shop" comes into view, but can this business be good?

Zhuang You looked outside for a while, but he didn't see anything famous, so he simply walked in. As soon as I entered the door, the air was filled with the smell of rotten mold, which made people uncomfortable, and an old man on the counter dozed off until Zhuang You walked in.

The old man is nothing special, a bad old man, wearing a pair of tortoiseshell glasses, which looks a little funny.

"Well, this, Childe, is there anything you want to pawn?" asked the old man politely, his small glasses sliding to the tip of his nose, and it looked even funnier.

Zhuang You shook his head: "I'm not here to pawn things. The old man was stunned for a moment, looked at Zhuang You twice, and looked like a boy, are you here to make trouble.

"You're not here to pawn something, so what are you here for?" "Oh, I'm here to find a guy named Dong Zhengdao. Zhuang You couldn't help but be a little nervous when he looked at the old man, after all, he was here to kill him.

The old man didn't speak, slowly took off his glasses, wiped it with a handkerchief, and said, "There is no one named Dong Zhengdao here, are you looking for the wrong one?" Zhuang You heard it, he couldn't really find the wrong one, thought about it carefully, and shook his head: "No, this is it, the master said that this is where Dong Zhengdao is." ”

The old man didn't say that he was not here this time, looked at Zhuang You, stood up, walked over and closed the door, and the room suddenly became a lot darker.

"Master, who is your master?" When Zhuang You heard this, he reported the name of the master: "My master's name is Sikong Tu" Zhuang You knew this name from his mother, and this was the first time he said the name of the master.

"Sikong Tu, Sikong Tu" The old man muttered, as if searching for the owner of this name in his mind, after thinking for a while, his eyes suddenly widened, and his pupils were full of horror: "Wan Lili, how can he be your master?"

Zhuang You smiled: "What is Wanli? He is not my master." The old man seemed to have been drained of his strength, and did not hear the young man's answer, and slumped in his chair.

Zhuang You still asked seriously: "Then do you know where Dong Zhengdao is?" The old man muttered in his mouth, not knowing what he was thinking, without waiting for Zhuang You to ask, the old man's face changed greatly, his old face was full of abnormal redness, his eyes widened, and Zhuang You was startled all of a sudden.

"Lao Tzu has been abolished, he has been hiding here for 20 years, and he has not done anything hurtful to the heavens and reason, why doesn't he let me go? Why, I originally wanted to do this, until I died......" The old man's voice became smaller, Zhuang You didn't understand, but it seemed that the old man in front of him was the so-called Dong Zhengdao.

"You are Dong Zhengdao, right?" The old man's voice stopped suddenly, his face slowly returned to normal, and he squinted at Zhuang You, the atmosphere was a little gloomy.

"It's been years since anyone called my name, boy, what are you doing here?"

When Zhuang You heard it, it turned out to be really Dong Zhengdao, and the master said that he couldn't find the wrong person, but now it's okay. Zhuang You looked at Dong Zhengdao in front of him sincerely: "Mr. Dong, my master asked me to get back what you owe." ”

Dong Zhengdao looked at Zhuang You's respectful appearance, and was a little puzzled, this kid is really Sikong Tu's apprentice? Why is it so unlike? In the distance, an old man sneezed, thinking about which guy was talking about himself.

"I don't remember what I owe your master, I paid it off twenty years ago. "Zhuang You scratched his head, paid it off?

He asked suspiciously, "Are you a ghost?" As soon as he finished speaking, the young man felt that it made sense, there must be ghosts in the cultivation world, otherwise where did so many legends come from, so wouldn't it be that the master remembered it wrongly?

Dong Zhengdao was stunned, what is it, how did he become a ghost, looking at the young man in front of him who suddenly realized, he scolded angrily: "What the hell, what are you doing here, what are you doing here? Sikong Tu asked you to come, if you want to kill or kill you, hurry up, I want to see what his apprentice is capable of!" But Dong Zhengdao didn't dare to make the first move, after all, he was a disciple of that person.

It seems that he has made a mistake again, smiled embarrassedly, looked at Dong Zhengdao who was about to go crazy in front of him, and said: "I'm sorry, I made a mistake, or you don't have to do it, you just return the things." ”

Dong Zhengdao couldn't restrain himself, this kid is really evil: "What else is there?" Zhuang You smiled kindly: "The master said that he wanted your life." ”

When the old man heard this, he looked at the honest smile of the young man in front of him, and a mouthful of old blood almost spit out in his throat, and he didn't say anything, today is the disciple of Sikong Tu, and I will do it!

Dong Zhengdao's cultivation was almost abolished as early as 20 years ago, and he has survived for so many years, barely being a realm. But he was also a small person who climbed to the peak back then, and it was not a problem to deal with a teenager, even if it was his apprentice, he was a hairy boy who had just entered the realm.

Zhuang You looked at Dong Zhengdao's murderous look, knowing that today's matter would be fine, he couldn't help but show a bad old man, you are very bad, Dong Zhengdao was going crazy, but he didn't have the slightest confusion when he made a move.

"Boy, I was stabbed by your master back then, and today I will use you to dissipate my anger!"

Dong Zhengdao's hand highlighted the thunder light, the electric spark crackled, Zhuang You looked shocked and envious, the old man couldn't help but be a little proud, how many years have he not used this thunder hand, although the power is not as good as back then, but it is more than enough to deal with a child.

"Uncle, it's convenient for you to use your hand to light the fire, and you don't need a fire fold. ”

Dong Zhengdao didn't want to say anything, what else could he say? With his legs exerting force, he rushed towards Zhuang You.

Zhuang You didn't have any other thoughts in his mind, only "so fast"!

Dong Zhengdao's palms were imprinted on the chest that the young man didn't have time to protect, and with a muffled sound of "bang", Zhuang You flew backwards until he hit the wall, not knowing whether he was dead or alive.

"Hmph, if you get hit by me, don't you want to move. "He only used half of his strength, he can't kill this kid, what if he kills the little one and the old one?

I can't stay in this place, I have to change my place and hide in a different identity...... Dong Zhengdao thought about it, and Zhuang You, who was lying on the ground, slowly got up. His loose hair turned into an explosive chicken nest head, his clothes were rotten, and he had a pair of black handprints on his chest, but his eyes were shining!

Dong Zhengdao exclaimed: "This, this, how is it possible?" If I am hit by this palm, the meridians should be paralyzed and unable to move, how can I be dirty and look like a dragon and a tiger?

"I'm numb, uncle, your electricity is so powerful!" Zhuang You felt that his body was really churning, and he couldn't say it, but it was very comfortable.

Dong Zhengdao doesn't understand, but if you can't die with one palm, then ten palms and a hundred palms!

The old man was rickety, but his speed was as fast as the wind, and his palms were like thunder. Zhuang You couldn't keep up at all, so he could only barely punch, and the flaws in his body were constantly hit.

"Ah-" "Oh-" "Ha-" The young man's exclamation made Dong Zhengdao secretly happy, but as soon as the young man fell, he immediately got up, full of fighting spirit!

As he kept making moves, Dong Zhengdao felt more and more wrong, how could this guy be like a chicken blood and cockroaches, he just couldn't fall. Listening to the boy's shout again, why does it seem to be very refreshing?

Dong Zhengdao felt that something was wrong and stopped, Zhuang You was cool, why did he stop: "Hey, don't stop, continue!"

Dong Zhengdao wanted to cry a little, what the hell, this kid is really cool after a long time. Zhuang You saw that Dong Zhengdao didn't make a move, so he immediately punched, Dong Zhengdao dodged, and his right palm hit with electric light, "Ah-" Zhuang You was satisfied, and he was refreshed again.

Dong Zhengdao dodged Zhuang You's fist while attacking the young man with all his strength, but the thunderclapper who used to be powerful on the side was useless except for making the young man shout.

Gradually, the old man's physical strength was exhausted, and his speed was getting slower and slower, and the young man was already fully charged, so he seized the opportunity to punch Dong Zhengdao in the ribs and hit Dong Zhengdao for the first time.

As soon as Zhuang You succeeded, he took a deep breath and took a long breath, and the most powerful "opening mountain" in the nameless boxing method was used, Dong Zhengdao couldn't avoid it, and reluctantly raised his hands to block a fist that seemed to be a towering mountain, spitting blood and retreating.

Dong Zhengdao was shocked to find that he couldn't suppress Zhuang You's weird true qi, this kid's true qi. When Dong Zhengdao thought of the juvenile boxing technique, he couldn't help but think of some past events, and shouted for a moment: "You made a punch!"

Zhuang You was a little out of strength after using up the mountain, and when he heard Dong Zhengdao's shout, he shook his head: "I don't know what a punch is." Dong Zhengdao couldn't help but smile bitterly, today is really evil, first this young man came to ask for his life, and then the thunder palm was completely useless, and now even a fist has come out, it is really a bad time.

The true qi in his body became more and more uncontrollable, Dong Zhengdao vomited blood again, a black ball, and fell to the ground, panting. Zhuang You looked at it, this is over, and he fell down after two punches? He couldn't help but sigh: "Uncle, it's useless for you to look at the wind, but I can listen to it comfortably." ”

Dong Zhengdao, who fell to the ground, was depressed and wanted to vomit blood, but there was nothing he could do, so he could only sigh: "I miss me Dong Zhengdao back then...... Ahem, a pair of palms..."

The old man recalled the eventful years of the past, Zhuang You nodded beside him, except for the old man spitting out two mouthfuls of blood from time to time and the young man with ragged chicken nest and black palm prints all over his body, it was really normal.

When the old man had no strength and no longer remembered, Zhuang You smiled and asked, "Uncle, should you repay the debt?"

Dong Zhengdao stared at the young man for dozens of breaths, and without waiting for a breath to finish, he pointed at the young man and glared, braided, burped, and hung up.

Zhuang You scratched the head of the chicken nest, this, is it suicide?

Late at night, in the dark moon, by the window, the old man drank tea, wiping a black giant sword, the heavy giant sword seemed to have no weight in the old man's hand. There was a sound of footsteps outside the door, and I was very tired from listening to the sound.

When the door opened, a strange person stood at the door, like a man who had fallen into a coal pit after being robbed, with a chicken nest head on his head, a mouth, and very white teeth.

"Got it back?"

"Well, got it back. ”

"Why do you look like this, go wash up and clean up, get bruises on your body and take medicine yourself. ”

"Oh. ”

When the boy entered the bathtub, he couldn't help grinning his teeth, not afraid of thunder, but there were a lot of wounds and bruises on his body, and it was very painful.

Through the screen, Zhuang You asked, "Master, I'm a little strange today. ”

Without waiting for the young man to finish asking, the old man put down the teacup and said, "That thunder hand forced out all the medicinal power in your body, so it's useless." ”

The boy let out an "oh" and continued to wash his teeth and fight with his own chicken nest. After a while, the young man couldn't help but ask, "Master, why does this Dong Zhengdao owe you something?"

"When I destroyed a sect, he didn't die. ”

"Is he powerful?"

"At that time, someone discharged at me, and I kicked it casually, but I didn't expect to die. ”

Didn't you stab a sword? The old man must have misremembered.

"Master, is the boxing method I practice called a fist?"

"Hmm. The old man was a little impatient, and the young man shrank his head, scrubbing and brushing, and didn't dare to ask again.