Early the next morning.

The sky was just dawning, because it was late autumn, and the streets were already sprinkled with a thin layer of silver frost.

The side door of a house on Baihan Street opened, and a thief-eyed man carried a broom, looked at the silver frost in front of the door, and sighed.

Reluctantly, he walked down the steps and began to sweep away the frost in front of the door.

This thief-eyed man is called Wang Bufu, and his ancestors don't know which grave has green smoke and stepped on dog shit luck, and he actually bought this house at a low price from a family on Baihan Street.

and the letter family and other famous families have become diagonal neighbors.

Someone also introduced him to the steward of the Xinjia family, and if possible, he was arranged to enter the Xinfu as a handyman to get a bite to eat, but it may be because of his appearance, and the appearance of a thief and rat's eyes makes people look like a prodigal son with a bad heart.

The housekeeper glanced at him, pouted and shook his head, if he looked like a serious farmer, he would reluctantly admit him into the house, and it was still okay to do some work of washing toilets and chopping wood.

But this kind of appearance is too unpleasant.

And he also looked indifferent, as if it was best for him to not be able to enter the Ji Mansion.

This made the face of the person who introduced him extremely ugly, and he couldn't hold his face.

This flat-headed people on this Baihan Street who don't want to break their heads and squeeze into a wealthy family, make a living in such a rich and noble family, even if it is the most inferior handyman, it is quite face-saving to say it to the outside world.

But he looked like this, and no one helped him find a job since.

It's also a loss that he still has some silver taels, otherwise he can only drink the northwest wind now.

"The king is no longer there, he got up early. The courtyard door of the house suddenly opened, and a tiger-headed guy poked his head out, and when he saw that the king was gone, he shouted loudly.

Hearing someone call himself, Wang Bufu turned his head and smiled.

To tell the truth, he doesn't have much affection for the families on Baihan Street, which is known as "Rich Street", although he doesn't look up on weekdays, but in addition to those famous families on this street, there are a few family members who are not inclined to follow the trend.

The hearts of the people are ghostly, and the murder does not see blood, which is vividly reflected in the big households.

Even the old master said that he was cold-hearted and cold-hearted, but he couldn't hate this tiger-headed little guy standing at the door.

The little guy at the door is a descendant of the Zhao family, if not a dragon son and a grandson, but he was also born without worrying about food and clothing.

"You woke up early, too. Wang Bufu grinned, took a breath into his palm, rubbed his palm, and said.

"That is, my grandfather said that he couldn't be as lazy as you, and he didn't even want to do such a good errand as a slave and servant, and now he can't even ask for an aunt. ”

The childish boy surnamed Zhao Ming Shen Jiang said with a smile, the two tiger teeth are particularly cute.

Wang Bu scratched his head, bared his white teeth, and said, "Tell your sister to see if you can be my brother-in-law or something." ”

"Phew, don't think about toads eating swan meat, how can my sister look down on you. Zhao Shenjiang quenched him, stuck out his tongue, and retracted his head.

Wang Bufu touched the chin of the bearded scum, which was meaningful.

At this moment, the vermilion gate of the Shinfu was opened from the inside, and more than a dozen men dressed in dark green clothes rushed out of the gate.

Seeing this scene, Wang Bu squinted his eyes, and the corners of his mouth were playful.

Is it finally Ken who comes out?

After waiting for the dozen or so men with knives and sticks to stand straight in front of the Shinfu, Shinliu, dressed in black and gold brocade clothes, appeared at the Shinfu gate calmly.

"Master, it's all arranged. A man in black beside him whispered.

"Hmm. Xin Liuping nodded, and glanced at the dozen or so men in front of the mansion, all of whom were the top of the shadow guards. Among them, the worst cultivation is in the middle of the Bihai Realm, and a few of those who have been cultivated have already entered the Gathering Spirit Realm with half a foot, and they are even better than the descendants of several families.

"I think you all know what you want to do today, so I want to tell you that if this happens today, your names will be recorded in the family tree. ”

"And I believe in someone's promise, after the work is completed, the Fa will be decided, and you can choose. ”

The voice of the letter was wrapped in spiritual power, and it fell on everyone's ears like a thunderous explosion.

"I am willing to saddle the horse for the head of the family, and swear to follow him. ”

When everyone heard Shin Liuping's words, their eyes were hot, and they shouted loudly and powerfully.

"Haha. After everyone's words, a sudden loud laugh broke the silence.

Shinliuping narrowed his eyes and looked at the source of the sound.

It's a man who is cleaning up the frost, and he looks like a thief with a mouse's eyes.

He was also looking this way, the corners of his mouth grinning.

"I didn't expect to hear someone talking about it in the early morning, which really polluted the uncle's ears and lost Lao Tzu's Yaxing today. ”

The king no longer carried the broom in his hand on his shoulder, and shouted sarcastically.

More than a dozen shadow leaders in front of the Shinfu Gate glanced at each other and glared angrily, their palms clenching the hilt of the knife at their waists.

Xin Liuping glanced at the man in black beside him, and the man in black understood, and his figure flashed in an instant and disappeared in place.

Wang Bufu suddenly noticed that a man in black appeared in front of him, and without saying a word, a sharp fist blasted straight towards him.

Wang Bufu's eyes first showed a trace of horror, this look fell on the eyes of the man in black, and he sneered in his heart, it turned out that he still knew how to write dead characters.

His fist slammed squarely into Wang Bufu's chest.

But then the smile on his face stopped abruptly, and the somewhat obscene-looking man in front of him did not fly out upside down as he imagined, and his body sank deep into the wall.

His own punch slammed into his chest, and he grinned, taking it in stride.

"Just a little bit of strength?" Wang Bu said sarcastically as he replaced the three points of panic in his eyes with seven points of contempt.

The man in black took a step back, and the spiritual power between heaven and earth surged madly towards this side, converging in the palm of his hand.

In a few breaths, the spiritual power light wrapped around the right fist, and the momentum on his body suddenly skyrocketed.

The fluctuation of spiritual power made the black clothes on his body agitate and hunt.

And the original contempt in his eyes disappeared, and his face was solemn.

Originally, he had planned to just seriously injure him, break his hands, feet and legs, and smash his mouthful of teeth.

But now, the killing intent on the man in black no longer has to be hidden.

The spiritual power light cluster on his right fist was even stronger, and he could feel the feeling of spiritual power oppression from far away.

The shadow master who stepped into the realm of gathering spirit with half a foot!

"Hey, it's just relying on the spiritual power cultivated by the resources of the believers, and the foundation is very empty. Wang Bu no longer felt the fluctuations of spiritual power on his body, and said with a slight disdain.

"Hmph, it's fiction or reality, you can try it. The man in black snorted coldly, and his hand was full of brilliance, and Wang Bu, who was relatively close, could no longer feel the burning sensation on his fist.

Wang Bufu rubbed his shoulder, and his right hand suddenly reached out.

grabbed the right hand of the man in black straight, and Wang Bufu's palm was like an unbreakable shackle gripping the spiritual light in his hand.

"It seems that Xin Liuping still attaches great importance to you, and even this kind of spiritual decision is handed over to you to cultivate, but no one has told you not to fight with the quenching martial artist in close combat. ”

The force on Wang Bufu's palm suddenly increased by a few points, and the spiritual power light with a burning sensation was submerged in his huge palm like this.

"Get out of the way, it's not you who Lao Tzu is looking for. Wang no longer looked like a lewd countryman before, his momentum was like a rainbow, and with a wave of his arm, he smashed the man in black into the courtyard wall, and he was trapped several feet deep.

The man in black fainted and did not move.

Seeing this, the dozen or so shadow guards who were originally standing there drew their swords out of their sheaths one after another, and the king no longer surrounded him.

Wang Bufu shook his wrist and arched his hand towards the letter on the high platform and said, "Wang Bufu, I beg the believers to give advice and advice." ”

Out of the corner of his eye, Xin Liuping glanced at his henchman who had fainted, looked at the man who was clasping his fists not far away, and waved his hand to signal the shadow guard to retreat.

He slowly walked down the steps and said, "I remember that among the top ten people on the Xiaoxiang list back then, there was a nickname called 'Ten Thousand Tribulations', I don't know if you can have a relationship with him?"

Wang Bufu lowered his arms and smiled.

"The villain's surname is no longer Wang's name, he is just a farmer, where can he recognize the master on the Xiaoxiang list. ”

Xin Liuping smiled and shook his head, and placed the five fingers of his palms behind him.

"The Ji family sent you?" he asked again.

"What is the Ji family and not the Ji family, I just want to ask Master Xin for a few tricks, maybe I can get a good reputation, and I can use this to ask for an aunt in the future." Wang Bu waved his hand and said.

Because of the sound of the fight just now, Zhao Shenjiang curiously leaned on the crack of the door and looked at the formation on Baihan Street.

He saw that Wang Bu was surrounded by a group of people in the middle, and the person who was talking to him was a middle-aged man in a black and gold costume, although he didn't know his identity, but he knew that he was not a simple person by looking at the material on his body.

The silk and satin materials in the Jinyun Pavilion in the south of the city are not something that anyone can wear.

Although Zhao Shenjiang is still young, he has a lot of experience than his peers.

Even if it is a side branch of the Zhao family, it can be regarded as a big family.

After vaguely hearing Wang Bu no longer say that he wanted to ask for an aunt in the door, Zhao Shenjiang stomped his feet angrily, and thought, when are you still thinking about asking for an aunt, at this time, you will admit your mistake and make a compensation to the old man in front of you.

Didn't you see a dozen people around with knives in their hands?!

Ji family.

In the bamboo house built by Ji Chongru himself in the backyard, the old Wang Tou, who still looks sloppy, sloppy and sloppy, sits on the futon, and opposite is Ji Chongru, who is dressed in white and wins the snow.

Ji Chongru added another glass of wine to the old Wang, and said with a smile: "Why did Brother Wang come to me early in the morning to beg for wine?"

Wang Zigui took a drink from the wine glass on the table, and said in a muffled voice: "I spread all the news last night. ”

"Hmm. Ji Chongru nodded. He poured him another glass of wine.

"I don't understand, is it interesting to fill in with human lives?" Wang Zigui frowned and looked at Ji Chongru.

Ji Chongru picked up the wine glass and put it down again, "This is what the righteous father meant, even if I don't agree with the righteous son, there is no way, don't you know the temperament of the righteous father." ”

The old king took another sip of wine in a sullen voice, and finally picked up the wine jar and poured several sips.

"Brother Wang. Ji Chongru said.

The prince slammed the jar on the table, and the wine from the corner of his mouth ran down his beard.

His eyes were red, and the blue tendons on his forehead were bursting up, but his face was full of helplessness, "In the future, I will be the only one left to drink, why are they so stupid!"