On the top of Qiongshan Mountain, in the misty place of the clouds, an old man and a young man stood between an ancient pine and a chaotic stone, facing each other from afar.

The young man, about sixteen or seventeen years old, tall and strong, handsome and extraordinary, held a branch in his hand, pointed directly at the old man in front of him, and shouted coldly:

"The sword demon wind is endless, and you have no way out. ”

Feng Wuya is about fifty years old, skinny, born crooked melons and cracked dates, standing with his head held high at this time, quite a bit of a master, and said angrily: "Extremely vicious little overlord, don't deceive people too much." ”

"You call yourself a master of the Yellow List, why don't you dare to fight me?"

"Three days ago, I was defeated in your hands, and now you are already the number one master in Qiongshan, why are you still entangled with me?"

The mountain wind was whistling, blowing the long hair of the two of them and their clothes fluttering.

"The number one master...... That's true. If you promise me one condition, I will spare you. ”

Say. ”

"Come with me to Ooshui Town. ”

"I can't go. ”

"Why?"

"I'm afraid that the big boss will be punished. ”

"Heh, the Yellow List Master Sword Demon Wind is endless...... That's it. ”

"I have no end to my life, and I am not bound by mundane things, how can I be stimulated by you?"

"Do you have to force me?"

"What joy in life, what sorrow in death......"

"Everyone thinks that only Master Huang likes to peek at the big boss changing clothes, but in fact, you have no end to the wind, ......"

"Let's go, I'll accompany you down the mountain immediately!"

“......”

Qiongshan is treacherous and steep, and there is a big river flowing slowly at the foot of the mountain, called the Eshui River.

The ferocious little overlord coerced the sword demon to be endless, and took advantage of patrolling the mountain to sneak down the mountain and run all the way towards the Eshui River, the target was the Eshui Town on the other side of the Eshui River.

"Little Overlord, why do you have to let me accompany you to Eshui Town?"

"Simple, if you are caught by the big boss, I will say that you go to the town to fool around first, and I will follow you in order to catch you and come back and be punished. ”

The ferocious little overlord spoke, but suddenly stopped, and the wind behind him almost hit his head on his back.

Ahead, by the Eshui River, there stood a slender woman in black with her back to the two, and the gentle river breeze blew, disturbing her long black hair flying and fluttering clothes.

"Big ...... Big boss!"

The little overlord couldn't speak.

The wind is boundless, and the spirit shuddered.

"Sanbao, come here, I have something to ask you. The woman's tone in front of her was very calm, and it fell on the ears of the two, but it was like a sigh of the king of Hades.

The boy's name is Han Sanbao, and he is the youngest and most athletic little thief in the Qiong'er Gang.

And the woman in front of her is the leader of the Qiong'er Gang.

Han Sanbao stubbornly took a few steps closer and stood still, and said with a sneer: "Big ...... What a coincidence. ”

Feng Wuya lowered his head and took a few steps forward to stand beside Han Sanbao.

The big boss held a long black whip in his hand and asked calmly, "Three treasures, do you remember the gang rules of the Qiong'er Gang?"

"Yes. ”

"Speak up and tell me. ”

"Respect the big boss, love the big boss, and resolutely obey the orders of the big boss. ”

"You remember. So tell me again, what are the orders of the great masters?"

Han Sanbao hesitated for a moment, gritted his teeth and said, "It's too much, I can't finish it." ”

There are indeed too many orders from the 'big bosses', such as no spitting, no open urine, no peeking at the big boss's changing clothes, and no drinking...... Abound.

The big boss still asked in a calm tone: "Without the permission of the big boss, you are not allowed to go down the mountain without permission." I don't think you remember. ”

Han Sanbao stiffened his head and said, "Remember." ”

"Since you remember, tell me what to do with the violators?"

"Violators...... Whipping for three days. ”

After Han Sanbao finished speaking, he turned around and fled.

Feng Wuya didn't dare to stay at all, and then turned around and ran away.

And almost as Han Sanbao's word 'heaven' landed, the big boss suddenly waved his hand, and the long whip in his hand was thrown out of the air like a poisonous snake.

The whip slapped the air, making a crisp sound, and then sang all the way, and with a smack wrapped around the waist of the backward Feng Wuya, she gently pulled it back, and Feng Wuya flew back with his teeth and claws, and fell into the Eshui River with a pop, splashing in all directions.

Then, she jumped up, and her slender body was like a dancing butterfly, fluttering in front of Han Sanbao, blocking his way.

Han Sanbao was shocked, and hurriedly turned around and ran towards the Eshui River again.

With a wave of the whip, the whip head wrapped around Han Sanbao's waist like a spirit, and he only felt that his body flew off the ground, and after a whirlwind, he waited to stand firm again, and suddenly saw an extremely ugly face in front of him.

"Big Boss ......"

Han Sanbao was so frightened by this ugly face that his face changed suddenly.

The big boss has a slender figure, like a young woman, but she wears a mask that combines the ugliness of a hundred schools of thought all the year round.

"Are you still running away?" asked the big boss, still calmly.

"Arrest me, I plead guilty. Han Sanbao raised his hands in surrender.

The big boss raised his eyelids and glanced at him, "I don't want to smoke you when you are still young." Then I will go back to the mountain with me, and copy the "Tao Te Ching" fifty times in three days, without any typos, without alteration, otherwise it will be recopied. ”

Han Sanbao's expression was immediately more ugly than crying.

He didn't like to read and write when he was young, but he only loved dancing with guns and knives for ten minutes, but the big boss didn't allow him to practice martial arts, and every time he made a mistake, he was not punished, only punished him for copying scriptures, which was more uncomfortable than beating him.

"Is it okay to do it all over again?"

Han Sanbao asked in a deliberative tone with a sad face.

"Fifty-one times. ”

"Is it okay to do it twice?"

"Fifty-two times. ”

“...... Three times, three times at most, no matter how much, you won't copy it if you kill it. ”

"Sixty times. ”

"Okay, okay, just sixty times, don't add more. ”

Han Sanbao has the intention of committing suicide.

And the wind that fell into the Eshui River was endless, and after coming out of the water, he stood in the shallow place on the bank, raised his eyelids from time to time to peek at the big boss, and did not dare to go ashore.

After returning to Qiongshan, Han Sanbao was locked in the room by the big boss to copy the "Tao Te Ching", but who is the little overlord, how can he be willing to be punished?

"Master, thank you for your hard work. ”

"It's not hard, it's not hard. ”

"Don't worry, if you help me copy the Tao Te Ching sixty times, I will never send you to the big bosses. ”

"Thank you, thank you. ”

Master Huang Buli is skinny and skinny, dressed as a talented man, with two mouse whiskers and a pair of small eyes that look quite treacherous, and at this moment, he was in a cold sweat by the little overlord's words, and he couldn't stop grateful.

Xiaobawang climbed out of the window and went straight to the back of Qiongshan.

The so-called back mountain is the highest place of Qiongshan Mountain.

Came to the back mountain in an instant, only to see the top of the mountain, between the strange stones, several ancient pines stand in the wind, a huge stone with a height of a foot into the shape of '7', erected on the top of the cliff, one end extends out of the cliff a few feet away, the clouds and mist under it roll and tumble.

On the front of the boulder, there are carved three crooked characters of 'Lookout Stone'.

This is a masterpiece that made Master Huang Buli almost ashamed to death.

And on the lookout stone lay an old man lying flat, with an iron rod of black shuttle beside him, probably a cane or something.

"I'm back. ”

Far away, Han Sanbao shouted.

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