"Nanxing Abel...... The head of the well house has brought a lot of people!" The young clansman ran in in a panic, out of breath, "It's about to be the drying field!"

"Well, it looks like I'm here to find a field. When the old man heard this, he just nodded, answered slowly, turned to Qin Mufeng, but explained casually: "Then, you play by yourself first, and the old lady will take a look." ”

"Old man, I do things by myself, ......" - "It's okay, you play yours." The old man raised his hand, took a step, and went out.

As soon as the old man stepped out of the temple gate, he saw the head of the well-head house of the Qiu family not far away, dragging the troublesome young man from before, and the well-head house behind him was shouting, showing off his might.

"Oh!" The head of the room, Qiu Duxin, saw the old man pacing, exclaimed, and hurriedly saluted, "Uncle Nanxing is in good health, Duxin wishes you a long life!"

"It's you, this little monkey, you've grown so big!" the old man smiled, obviously very familiar, "Since I was a child, my mouth has been very sweet, and it hasn't changed at all!"

"Second Uncle ......" The young man who had made trouble before saw that the situation was not right, and whispered in Qiu Duxin's ear.

"Why are you so rude, call people!" Qiu Duxin's face was full of joy, and he didn't hear his dissatisfaction, "This Nanxing grandpa has infinite divine power, more than thirty years ago, he killed a big tiger of only four or five hundred catties with his bare hands, and he carried the tiger down from the mountain alone, which is much more powerful than Wu Song of "Water Margin"!"

"Huh?" the young man was horrified when he heard this, and he didn't know what to do for a while.

"How can things in the past be as mysterious as you say!" the old man still laughed.

"What's wrong?" Qiu Dui didn't even open his mouth when he saw the young man, knowing that something was wrong, "Honestly, what the hell have you done!"

"No...... No," the young man stammered, "it was a young man." ”

"I'm asking you what you've done!" Qiu Duxin reprimanded, seeing that the young man was just silent, he knew that this matter must be a loss, and he slapped him casually, "I know you can't do anything good!"

"Chief, I was always there when it happened, let me tell me, right?" asked a member of the Zhang family.

With Qiu Duxin's consent, the current clan narrated the tradition of the corridor and the cause and effect of the incident, Qiu Duxin's face changed particularly wonderfully, and when he heard that the young man intended to slash Zhang Nanxing, he couldn't hold back it anymore, and grabbed the accompanying wooden stick with his backhand and smashed it on the young man's leg with a "snap", and the young man howled wolf.

"Fortunately, I was injured by an outsider today, if Uncle Shi makes a move, you will have to give an account for your life!" Qiu Duxin was angry and kicked the young man to Zhang Nanxing, "Kneel down, kowtow and admit your mistake!"

"Children are not sensible, forget it. Zhang Nanxing waved his hand, laughed and picked up the young man, but he didn't dare to disobey the head of the room, and immediately endured the pain and didn't shout, just tears and snot flowed together, and kowtowed heavily.

"Why bother!" Zhang Nanxing turned his back.

"Uncle Shi, you and I are good for two generations, and today's matter is that we are not strict in discipline, and it is necessary to explain. Qiu Duxin said, "However, if it is the Zhang family's hand today, I don't have the face to say anything, but since it is the hand of an outsider, Uncle Shi knows that I am stingy and a very protective person, and if it is spread that someone will beat the people of the wellhead room at random, the wellhead house also thinks that it is unlucky, not only will the wellhead house lose its prestige in the future, but the face of the Qiu family will also be affected, after all, the gossip that has been passed down for generations of fighting and inspecting the wellhead house cannot become a laughing stock in other people's mouths in my hands." ”

"Since it's gossip, it's meant to be funny. ”

"The words are right, but the prestige cannot be insulted in my hands, and I ask Uncle Shi to fulfill the relationship between you and me. ”

"What do you mean?" Zhang Nanxing just smiled, but his eyes rarely narrowed into a line.

"Uncle Shi, I definitely want to give your face, so it's okay, please ask that outsider to come out, and I'll ask him for advice. After all, Qiu Duxin is the head of the house, and he speaks very well, but the meaning inside is not difficult to figure out.

"Then, I'll throw in the towel on his behalf. Zhang Nanxing said, "That person passed by, and he had already gone away." ”

"Uncle Shi, this is boring. Qiu Duxin was unwilling, but he didn't dare to be disrespectful to Zhang Nanxing, "The two sides will point to the end, and they will accept it when they see it, right?"

"Then what if you lose, I know your skills very well!" Zhang Nanxing did not let go.

"Uncle Shi, you're a little bit trying to embarrass me, I can't beat the tiger, I definitely can't beat you" Qiu Dui's new face was embarrassed, "But because of this matter, you fight me, it's a bit unreasonable." ”

How can the so-called "point to point" be so easy? In the rivers and lakes, the exchange is often first politely remarked, "point to point", but when it really starts, who cares about this? Do your best, make every effort to die, and in hindsight, you only need to say that you are not good at learning and cannot be put away freely, and the situation will be revealed-especially the competition between sects that already have long-cherished grievances, and if you can rub off some of the strength of the other party, it is undoubtedly a kind of improvement for your own sect.

"Old man, let me come. Qin Mufeng flashed out from behind the temple gate, he couldn't rest assured before, he had been lying on the temple gate and listening, when he learned that the old man's name was "Zhang Nanxing", he was extremely surprised: Zhang Nanyue, Zhang Nanxing, the difference between one word, even if it is not a sibling, it must be the same grandfather, and Zhang Nanxing's change is not shocked, since he and his brother Zhang Nanyue are in the same vein.

"You, what's the matter!" Zhang Nanxing saw Qin Mufeng appear, and complained, "I told you to go play by yourself, and you have to be nosy! Zhang Nanxing originally thought that Qin Mufeng was a passer-by and walked away, and Qiu Duxin couldn't help it, who knew that Qin Mufeng was so uncontrollable, which caught him a little off guard, but he also had some budding liking for Qin Mufeng's guts.

"Shame!" Qiu Duxin scolded, Zhang Nanxing's eyes widened when he heard this, Qiu Duxin's neck shrank, and hurriedly explained, "No! No, I said that they are ashamed, six or seven people in their twenties and eighties, and they were beaten so badly by a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy." ”

Things can be dismantled like this: the young man of the Qiu family wants to cut Zhang Nanxing, that is a matter of the two families, and there will naturally be corresponding measures to make up for it, in fact, Qiu Duxin has also done the corresponding explanation; and Qin Mufeng, an outsider, under the big hat of damaging the reputation of the Qiu family, Zhang Nanxing's reason for protecting Qin Mufeng is not sufficient, so even if Qiu Duxin repeatedly retreats because of respect or jealousy in the negotiation, he will not change the position of "finding the field" - before Qin Mufeng appeared, Zhang Nanxing's insistence seemed a little nonsense.

But whether it is cultivation or the status of their respective families, Qiu Duxin does not dare to be disrespectful to Zhang Nanxing, firstly, because of Zhang Nanxing's reputation, and secondly, he has also grown up as an uncle since he was a child, so the negotiation of suitable talents also has an imperceptible funny element in the seriousness;

"A little thing, the old people don't have to worry about it. Qin Mufeng said confidently.

"Yo, it's not too old!" Qiu Duxin teased confidently, "I hope your kung fu is as hard as your mouth!"

"I'll know in a moment. ”

"Little brother, what's the trick, let's have some fun. As I said, in the past, people in the countryside are accustomed to using knives for work, especially the kind used for cooking and chopping wood. ”

"For your own convenience, just give me a half-human-high stick. Qin Mufeng said it was particularly sincere.

"You mouth!" Qiu Duxin couldn't help but smile, in fact, when he heard the Zhang clan's description of the whole thing, how could he not admire Qin Mufeng's righteousness and courage in his heart?

The two of them faced each other in the drying field with a knife and a stick, and the autumn wind swept up the fallen leaves, concealing a sense of "autumn soldiers on the battlefield".

"I'm quite familiar with this side, so let me do my best to be a landlord, let you strike first!"

"Okay, it's better to obey your fate than to respect each other!" Qin Mufeng arched his hand, and did not show his skills, he held the firewood stick high and rushed over in a daze, and the sound of "whew" slashed towards Qiu Dui's new face door, Qiu Dui's new heart was happy, and he immediately waved the horizontal knife upward, only to hear the sound of "click", but the expected scene of the firewood stick being cut off and flying up did not appear, but the firewood knife was impartially stuck on the firewood stick.

"It's weird!" Qiu Duxin was shocked in his heart, even if he was the head of the house, the work of chopping wood and carrying water did not fall for a day, for the angle of chopping wood, the force, and what lines to follow the firewood stick, he is definitely an expert in the insiders, and the moment before the knife was swung, he saw the lines clearly, the angle was appropriate, and he used more than the usual force of chopping wood, plus the power of the firewood stick itself, this firewood knife could never be stuck on the firewood stick like this.

Unless--Qiu Duxin's mind flowed, he looked at it fixedly, and dispelled that thought: the pattern of the firewood stick was exactly the same as the previous memory, and it was by no means the effect of Qin Mufeng's temporary twist!

Qin Mufeng listened to Qin Langqing's teachings: he tried first, but in the temptation, he integrated the internal force into the firewood stick. Feeling the pulling force from the firewood stick in his hand, Qin Mufeng shook a "sticky" trick, and the firewood stick and the firewood knife were inseparable for a while.

"I can't see it, this monkey is a good player!" Zhang Nanxing, who was watching the battle, said in his heart, "But there is still a gap in the eyes of the eldest brother." ”

Qiu Duan's new arm has turned twice with the shaking of the firewood knife, and he has already found that Qin Mufeng's stick method has some doorways, it turned out to be pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, and he no longer keeps it at the moment, and with a flick of his fingertips holding the firewood knife, the firewood knife suddenly came out of the firewood stick that was infused with internal force, and Qin Mufeng felt a tremor of the firewood stick, but he was also surprised: This Qiu Duxin also had the heart of pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger!