Zhang San only hoped that the old man would wake up soon, so that he could explain to him, and he couldn't help but stretch his neck to look back, and suddenly heard the sound of horses' hooves, and four snow-white horses came slowly from the avenue. On each horse was a man dressed in purple. He originally wanted to find the woman in purple, but he didn't expect to meet the man in purple, so he stretched his neck and stared, only to see that the four passengers were all about eighteen or nineteen years old, with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, none of them were not rare beautiful men in the world. The four of them jumped off their horses and walked to the tea stall, all neatly dressed.

Zhang San saw that the four of them were in purple robes, and the arms, necks and other places that could be exposed were all white and tender, and he couldn't help but be stunned. A man in purple was embarrassed by Zhang San, a flush surged up his cheeks, and he lowered his head. The other shouted angrily at Zhang San: "Leng boy, what do you see?" Zhang San was startled, although he was angry in his heart, but he still turned his head away, only to hear the four people whisper for a while, laughing in unison, and faintly heard one of them laughing: "Congratulations, congratulations, I think this stupid boy has taken a fancy to you!" Zhang San knew that they were laughing at themselves, but he was ashamed, his ears were hot, and he couldn't decide whether to get up and leave the tea stall, when he suddenly heard one of the men screaming: "That old man, this tea is more than a bowl?" After a long time, he didn't see the old man answer, so he turned his head and asked Zhang San: "Silly boy, how much is a bowl of this tea?" Zhang San was originally angry in his heart, but when he saw that the other party took the initiative to talk to him, he didn't keep silent, and saw what the other party should do. Sure enough, the other three men laughed when they saw that their companion was not interesting, and said something like the previous man had no face. Seeing the ridicule of his companions, the man's face turned red and white for a while, and he couldn't get off the stage, so he yelled at Zhang San angrily: "Silly boy, what about you!" Seeing that Zhang San was still silent, or lowered his head, or looked sideways into the distance, ignoring himself at all, he was furious, and stood up with a slap on the table. When the remaining three companions saw him like this, they hurriedly got up and grabbed him, telling him not to make more trouble, and then the man snorted, gave Zhang San a blank look, sat down and poured a cup of tea and drank it all.

A few people sat down again to drink tea and talk in a low voice, but they were all chattering about some romantic things, what "palace master" likes you the most, and what "palace master" must be thinking about you at this time. Zhang San frowned, seeing that these men's expressions and demeanors were very twisted, they were not a little manly, and they were very impatient, but when the words came to their ears, they couldn't help but listen. I only heard one man say: "Let's get more chicks to go back this time, do you guess what the palace master will reward?" The other laughed and said, "I want you to stay with him for a few more nights!" The first one was coquettish, got up and scuffled, and the four of them giggled. Another person glanced at Zhang San and said, "Don't be too presumptuous, be careful to expose your hide." The other three nodded, then turned the subject to some anecdotes. I only heard one of them: "That Liu Bofang always works against our palace master, but it is really hateful, and I will not be able to spare him when I see him in the future." Another said: "Forget it, don't say that we can't beat him, even if we can beat him, can you be willing to be the palace master?" "What is the origin of that old man?" "Oh, you are still young, you just came to us, many things are not easy to say, and we don't know much." "Say, let's talk. The man who was questioned couldn't resist his companion, so he changed the topic and said, "Hey, what do you think about this old man Liu's kung fu?" "That is naturally inferior to our palace master, but I am afraid that it is difficult to meet an opponent in this world." "What about how to compare it to Xuanyuan Pondering? These two are old men, who is more powerful?" "Oh, I think you only know Xuanyuan Pondering this person, you chick, hahahaha." The other two also giggled when they heard him say this, and one of them said, "If you want me to see, the old man Xuanyuan must not be able to take a step when he sees our palace master." I heard that the old man was also a beautiful man when he was young, isn't this a hero conference coming, if he is thirty years younger, we will definitely capture him and dedicate him to the palace master. As he spoke, several people laughed again.

After chatting for a while, several people got up, and one of the men took out two coppers from his arms and threw them on the table and wanted to leave, when someone suddenly heard someone say, "Slow down, you have not given the tea money yet." When the four of them turned around, they saw that the old man had gotten up and walked in their direction. One of the men widened his eyes and said angrily, "Isn't this money?" as he pointed to the copper plate that had been thrown on the table. The old man glanced at the copper plate and laughed: "Little brother laughed, this is only enough for the tea house, but the tea money needs to be calculated separately." Hearing this, one of the men was about to get angry, but was stopped by his companion, who asked, "Then according to you, how do you need to make this tea money?" The old man smiled and said, "Ten taels of silver for a bowl." As soon as he said this, not only the four men were indignant, but even Zhang San was secretly frightened, thinking that this cup of tea was really expensive.

The most grumpy of the four men slapped the table, pointed at the old man and shouted, "Old man, are you impatient?" The old man laughed and stared at the four of them for a long time before he said: "I am just an ordinary old man in this poor country, and if you tell me who you are and how famous you are, what can you do? In short, no matter who it is, this tea money must be given." When the man heard this, he was furious, and got up and threw himself at the old man. A companion next to him was about to stop it, but was stopped by another companion and whispered: "Let him try this old man, I think this old man is a little weird, if he is not defeated, we will think of another way." ”

Besides, the old man saw the other party rushing towards him, but he didn't dodge or dodge, just stared at the other party, as if he was stupid. Seeing that the situation was critical, Zhang San was afraid that the old man would be hurt, so he shouted loudly and got up to grab the man. The man saw that he was about to hit the old man, but he didn't expect Zhang San to be faster than him, he only felt a pain in his shoulder, and grabbed himself vigorously, and when he was about to move forward again, he couldn't move. Looking back, it was a country boy who had been insulted by himself before, and suddenly he was angry, and his body leaned back along Zhang San's grip, Zhang San only said that the other party was subject to himself, and subconsciously retracted his strength, but unexpectedly, the man suddenly leaned forward, Zhang San was unstable, and the man broke away from him. Zhang San was still surprised, the man suddenly attacked, and wanted to dodge, but it was too late, only to hear a "snap", and the man slapped Zhang San on the face crisply. Zhang San suddenly saw Venus flashing in front of him, his ears were buzzing, covering half of his beaten face, and he stood there in a daze. The three men behind him laughed when they saw this, and the man before sneered and said, "When I was arrested just now, I thought it was so powerful, but I didn't expect it to be just a hillbilly, and I just had a bit of brute strength." Then he said to Zhang San in a strange way: "Silly boy, if you dare to meddle in your affairs, be careful to kill you!" Although Zhang San knew that he was not the opponent of the other party, but first, he had a stubborn personality, and secondly, he was chivalrous and had the heart to protect the old man, so he ran to the old man, opened his arms and said to the man: "No! If you want to move the old man, you must pass my level first!" "Oh, you know what, it's called a swollen face and a fat man, and the countryman had better do that. "Hahahaha. ”

Three men were laughing there, and the man who had been smiling and walking towards Zhang San earlier. Zhang San couldn't help but retreat, turned his head sideways and said to the old man behind him: "Uncle, go quickly, I have my support here, this group of people is difficult to entangle." But I heard the old man say with a smile: "Thank you, little brother, I won't go, I believe they are not your opponents." When the man heard this, he was very angry, and shouted: "Old thing, dare to be hard-mouthed when he is dying, he will be my opponent?" Okay, I will kill this stupid boy first, and then kill you old bastard." After that, he yelled at Zhang San: "Silly boy, don't blame me if you die, blame this old thing if you want to blame, he let you die." As soon as he finished speaking, a palm was slapped towards Zhang San. Zhang San saw that the other party was fierce, and he didn't have time to dodge, so he could only hit it hard and slapped his left palm to counter the opponent. Zhang San only felt that the other party had a strange force attacking his body, which was extremely uncomfortable, and he tried his best to push the other party's palm back. With this force, he suddenly felt much more comfortable, and the man's strength was not as great as before. At this time, the man only felt that the internal force of the country boy in front of him was constantly surging towards him, and the internal organs in his body were like turning over the river and the sea, which was really worse than death.

The old man saw that Zhang San's face was flushed, and beads of sweat oozed again, and pulled Zhang San's right hand. Although Zhang San felt much more comfortable after exerting his strength, the man's internal strength was peculiar, and the true qi remaining in Zhang San's body was running around, which made him uncomfortable. At this time, the old man pulled his hand, and suddenly felt that the old man's palm was hot, and a stream of hot air entered his body, so it was useless, and his strength increased greatly in an instant, and he shouted "hey" and pushed his left arm forward, and the man flew out backwards with a "bang". The three men held their companion and shook it, only to see that his face was pale, the corners of his mouth were bloody, and he had already fainted.