When the funeral dude brought his wife home, he was still ashamed in his heart, because they were afraid that something would happen, so they didn't bring back wine and food.

But when they entered the lobby, they saw that Huang Banxian was the only one left inside.

Feather Dust: They are long gone.

The funeral playboy couldn't help but be stunned: "Father-in-law, what about the feather dust boy?"

Huang Banxian: "Oh, they went to the place where the explosion exploded to find Shenzhen Iron. Yuchen Gongzi is afraid of long nights and dreams, and he doesn't want Shenzhen Iron to be picked up by others. ”

Funeral Dude: "。。。。。 ”

It's as if I'm trying to pick up a leak.

I think that at the beginning, in order to snatch this piece of divine iron, I don't know how many people died.

But Feather Dust didn't seem to care about the danger of taking the treasure.

The funeral playboy smiled bitterly and said: "The feather dust boy is really a master of art and bold. ”

Huang Banxian handed a few sword scores to the funeral dude: "These sword scores were drawn by the young man of Yuchen to guide you." The reason why he said that your sword path is stagnant is only because he is too stubborn in the sword style, and he specially improved a few moves for you [Burial Flower Sword Style], saying that as long as you comprehend the sword intent, you can break through the current realm. ”

Luo Mengjun's eyes lit up on the side: "Young Master Yuchen is really thoughtful. I was asking the funeral flower to ask him for a few tricks, but he didn't expect to think of it beforehand. ”

The funeral dude also took the sword style drawn to him by Yuchen with trembling hands.

"The sword is the king of a hundred soldiers, agile and elegant, noble and extraordinary. The weak use the sword with qi, and the strong use the sword. If you can know how to use heaven and earth as a sword, you will learn the highest realm of swordsmanship......"

The pattern of the line of fonts is dizzy.

He stubbornly looked away, no longer looking.

These sword books seem to contain incomparably mysterious magic.

After just reading a few lines, the aura in the funeral playboy Jin Dan was ready to move, almost out of control like a tsunami.

Funeral Flower is a person who learns swords, and knows that Yu Chen deliberately left his own sword intent in these sword books.

This sword intent and sword spectrum must calm down and cultivate slowly, and cannot be impatient.

Otherwise, it's easy to get mad.

Huang Banxian and Luo Mengjun also noticed the abnormal movement on the funeral dude, and their hearts were full of joy

"The sword score left by the Feather Dust Boy was drawn temporarily, but it is more powerful than those peerless sword scores! ”

With a smile on her face, the funeral flower took the sword book into her arms.

Huang Banxian: "Okay, the matter of sword training is not in a hurry." You take out the wine and food first, let's have a good drink, and celebrate the funeral flowers and restore your confidence. I also celebrate that we met a noble person like Yuchen Gongzi and finally got rid of his debts. ”

Luo Mengjun's face was slightly red: "Father-in-law, I'm sorry, I didn't bring back the wine and food." ”

Huang Banxian couldn't help but be stunned: "Is something wrong?" Our house is only a short distance away from the tavern, and we can't even bring back wine and food. ”

Fuhua reluctantly told Huang Banxian about General Zhennan's entry into the city.

"Father-in-law, I see that this Zhennan General is menacing, we have to hide. You know the disguise spell, why don't you change the appearance of Mengjun into a man. ”

Huang Banxian heard this, and frowned: "General Zhennan led the army into the city?"

He had also already heard of General Zhennan's evil name.

This general is not very good at fighting, but his means of harming the people are first-class.

Huang Banxian nodded slightly: "Well, that's the only way to do it." Later, I will prepare the tools and change the appearance of Mengjun. ”

Just as Fuhua and Luo Mengjun walked to the back room to prepare for their disguise, Zhang Yuan, a wealthy man next door, came to visit.

The door had been smashed with a sword, and the clerk walked straight into the reception hall, looking left and right, as if he was looking for someone.

Huang Banxian asked curiously: "Zhang Yuanwai, are you in trouble?"

Zhang Yuanwai: "Isn't the Luo family girl here?"

Huang Banxian: "What are you looking for her? We don't seem to owe you any money." ”

Zhang Yuanwai laughed and said, "I'm not here to collect debts. It's just that Miss Luo's embroidery is well-known in the city, and my daughter-in-law wants to learn from her. ”

Since Huang Banxian is called a half-immortal, he naturally knows how to observe words and colors.

At a glance, it can be seen that Zhang Yuan is lying on the outside, and his expression is very wrong.

Huang Banxian smiled and said, "Mengjun, she went far away, and she didn't come back until half a month later." ”

Seeing that Zhang Yuanwai was still relying on not leaving, Huang Banxian could only give an order to expel the guests: "Zhang Yuanwai, I will open the altar to summon ghosts." Are you sure you want to watch here?"

"Excuse me. Zhang Yuanwai ran away in a panic.

Huang Banxian had already sensed that something was wrong at this time, closed his eyes, pinched his fingers and began to deduce the number of lives for himself and the funeral flowers.

After a while, his forehead was covered with sweat and his face turned pale.

I saw him sigh long: "Hey, it's a catastrophe." It's another catastrophe!We should go with Feather Dust. This time, it happened. ”

He hurriedly pushed the wheelchair with his aura and rolled into the back room.

In the house, the funeral dude and Luo Mengjun were ready to change their appearance.

Huang Banxian sighed and said, "When Yi is finished, let's leave the city and leave here." ”

The funeral dude and his wife were stunned: "Get out of here, where are you going?"

Huang Banxian: "You can go anywhere." Don't stay here anymore anyway. ”

Saying that, Huang Banxian handed over all the psychic jades given to him by Yuchen to the funeral dude and asked him to keep them.

Then he took out an ancient book from the drawer and handed it to the funeral flower for safekeeping.

"This "Golden Seal Jade Letter" and "Qimen Dunjia" were passed down to me by my master back then, and now I will pass them on to you. How much you can learn is up to you. ”

The funeral playboy saw that Huang Banxian's expression was wrong, how could he have a feeling that he was confessing his last words.

"Father-in-law, what the hell is going on. ”

Huang Banxian smiled and said, "It's nothing, it's just that I'm already old, and I have to find a successor." ”

After that, Huang Banxian took out a lot of disguise tools from the cabinet, all kinds of sterling silver knives, scissors, hooks, shovels, strange shapes, and even a small saw.

Huang Banxian gave the couple a pill and asked them to take it.

After taking it, they only felt confused, and before fainting, he only remembered that Huang Banxian was cold and old with a long needle in his hand pierced his face, and his movements were very light.

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When the funeral dude wakes up, the disguise is over.

Huang Banxian packed his bags for everyone and prepared to leave.

The funeral flower's first reaction was to rush to the dressing table in one step, pick up the bronze mirror, and see clearly what she looked like after her disguise.

In the mirror, he has become a completely different person.

Originally, the funeral flower was a beautiful man.

Now he has become a middle-aged man with a pockmarked face, a pair of eyes that can never wake up, and a big red rosacea nose.

And his wife Luo Mengjun looks even worse, she has been disguised into a tuberculosis ghost with a yellow face and thin muscles, sick and haggard, and not even a little brilliance.

Even the funeral flower couldn't help but be startled by his wife's scary appearance.

Only Huang Banxian did not change his appearance, because he was in a wheelchair, and others could recognize him at a glance, even if he was also disguised, it was useless.

"Let's go. Huang Banxian greeted the little two: "After you go out, you go to the front, and I am behind." Pretend not to know each other. Don't panic when it comes to anything. Even if something happens, I'll support you. ”

Seeing the appearance of her father-in-law as if she was facing a great enemy, Fuhua looked puzzled.

That general Zhennan is just a womanizer, is it that terrifying?

It scared my father-in-law like this.