Lao Li had already taken another bottle of sake and walked over to Qi Ling's table, tilted his head and thought about it before nodding and saying, "This is also true." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

"Grass. Qi Ling rolled his eyes, a little speechless.

Lao Li poured himself a glass of wine, picked up the wine glass and played with it repeatedly, he stared at the wine in the glass, did not speak, did not drink, and was a little thoughtful. After a long time, he whispered:

"Yesterday, one of the Wang family's disciples in Qianyunmen came back and took away another disciple of the three spiritual roots from the palace. With the addition of yesterday's this, the Wang family already has three children of the three spiritual roots. ”

Qi Ling took a piece of beef and threw it in his mouth, as if what Lao Li said had nothing to do with him, and said, "If there is, there will be a piece, what does this matter to you?"

Lao Li swallowed the wine in the wine glass in one gulp, and said viciously: "Cao, what's the matter with me? Even if it doesn't matter to Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu can't get used to his little bastards." Relying on a few immortal cultivators in the family, they are doing nonsense in this Wang family town, this Wang family town is simply the world of his Wang family!"

A hint of darkness flashed in Qi Ling's eyes, but he immediately covered it up well, and turned to sneer: "Anyway, the people of the Wang family haven't bullied you now, why are you so righteous Ling Ran?"

Lao Li stood up, poked his head out of the window to look at it a few times, and quietly closed the window by the way. Only then did he lean in front of Qi Ling's ear and whispered: "You know the old Zhang who sells chestnuts in the east of the town!"

Qi Ling was a little inexplicable, but he seemed to have thought of something, and said curiously: "You know, didn't you die of a stroke two days ago?"

", I heard that it was the eighth son of the Wang family, Wang Ba, who openly molested the daughter of the old Zhang Tou Xiaohong on the street. But Xiaohong swore to die, and was ruined by Wang Ba, the eighth calf of the king!" Speaking of this, Lao Li's eyes were about to burst into flames, as if he was talking about his own business.

Qi Ling really didn't know about this, because he had been on the mountain some time ago and didn't come down, and when he heard this, he vaguely guessed the ending later, but he still continued to ask, "What happened later?"

Later, Lao Li wanted to speak and stopped, but he straightened up, directly closed the doors and windows tightly, sat back at the table, and continued: "Later, Lao Zhangtou was also confused, his wife died early, almost the same situation as me, it is not easy for an old man to take his daughter, knowing this result, he will go to Wang's house to find an explanation, who knows that Wang Ba will directly let the thugs around him beat him to death!"

Lao Li snorted, filled with righteous indignation.

"What about Xiaohong?" Qi Ling asked.

"Xiaohong, what a good girl, about the same size as my Xiaocui, she was let by the bastard scum like that, let it, let the thugs under her ......"

Qi Ling took a deep breath, took out another cigarette and lit it, and said, "How do you know these things?"

Lao Li looked at Qi Ling like a monster, and the whole town knew that you wouldn't know? It's just that everyone dares to be angry and dare not speak, I just be angry with Lao Zhangtou. ”

Qi Lingyi recalled that this was probably what happened when he was studying that thing on the mountain a few days ago, no wonder Lao Li looked at him like this. He smoked in silence and did not speak.

Lao Li saw that Qi Ling was silent, and did not continue to talk about it, but poured himself another glass of wine, drank it all, and said lightly: "I am going to take Xiaocui back to my hometown in a few days!"

Qi Ling raised his eyebrows and looked at Lao Li's face that had already climbed into wrinkles, and his sideburns were already a little gray. Qi Ling asked, "It's decided?"

"Hmm. ”

Qi Ling didn't ask anything more, he raised his wine glass and said, "Then I'll wish you a smooth journey in advance, do it!"

Lao Li raised his wine glass, the two touched it, and they were all gone.

*

Qi Ling pushed open the door of the tavern and walked out, just in time to see Xiao Cui coming back with a large bag of peanuts.

"Hey, Brother Qi, why don't you drink more if you go back so early today?" asked Xiao Cui with a smile.

Qi Ling looked at this slim little girl and said with a smile: "Still drinking! You little girl, aren't you afraid that I will die on wine sooner or later?"

"People are old, they can't drink, they are drunk. Qi Ling waved his hand, walked away in all directions, and disappeared into the busy street.

Xiao Cui looked at Qi Ling's disappearing back and shook her head with a smile. As soon as she turned her head, she looked at Lao Li, who was opening the window, and asked puzzledly, "Dad, why are you closing the window in broad daylight?"

Lao Li glanced at his daughter and said, "What do you know about a little girl, hurry up and put the peanuts away and settle the account for me!"

"Oh~"

*

Out of Lao Li's tavern, Qi Ling walked around the street, a little bored, and walked straight to the 'Liu Eighteen Iron Shop' in the west of the town.

As soon as he entered the blacksmith Qi Ling saw a few little guys arguing with Lao Liu, and at a glance, he could see that there was a king character on the left chest of the clothes of those little guys.

These are all members of the Wang family, and Qi Ling recognizes these clothes.

"Old Liu Tou, this knife is personally asked for by my eldest brother Wang Hu, if you can't fight well, you can weigh it!" A family member took a piece of black iron in his hand and said to Lao Liu Tou viciously.

Lao Liu bowed his head and agreed: "Yes, yes, yes." His calloused hands were so nervous that he kept rubbing the apron on his chest, not knowing where to put it, after all, he was now facing the thugs under the eighth prince of the Wang family.

"Brother Wang Hu is now a popular person next to Young Master Wang Ba, the eighth prince, and this knife is going to be given to the eighth prince!" said another family member flatteringly. Then he looked at the other person on the side.

Qi Ling looked at the person, with a square face, thick eyebrows and big eyes, it looked like it should be what the two people who spoke about Brother Wang Hu, both of them looked like he was the leader.

Qi Ling saw it in his eyes, was silent, just quietly on the side, watching and the three people and Lao Liu didn't notice him behind him.

Qi Ling was thinking: "I don't know if the matter of Lao Zhang and Xiaohong has something to do with this guy? Could it be that the three of them are also the murderers of the two father and daughter?"