Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Where there are rivers and lakes, there are strife.

Where there is strife, there is victory and loss.

Win power, lose freedom.

Won gold and silver, lost elegance.

Win the beauty, lose the care.

Whoever has power, money, and sex in one hand is just a loser.

Only years, win the world, smile at life and death, as light as the breeze.

Seventeen miles to the east, a dense mountain forest.

Tonight, at this time, the seventeen-mile mountains and forests are rivers and lakes.

When the moon was in the sky, the carriage drove into the mountains and forests.

Only the night owl cried, and there was no light.

The black mountains on both sides, a winding road in the middle, covered by towering ancient trees, are indeed a good place for bandits to live.

Horseshoe stepping on grass, surrounded by fireflies, quiet like a fairy dojo.

Smearing the trauma ointment with his fingers to his mouth, Bai Wuchang frowned and sighed: "The moon is dark and the night kills, and today is full of stars. The wind is high and the day is on fire, but there is no wind and no rain at this time. ”

No longer urging the horse, Hei Impermanence loosened the reins and let the carriage walk.

After walking for a while, looking left and right, there was indeed no ghost, Bai Wuchang jumped off the car board, tore two pieces of bark, and jumped back.

Raised his eyebrows and asked with a smile: "Does the master know why the bandits call the horses again?"

The question was boring, and the black impermanence ignored it in a deep voice, leaving him to talk to himself: "If they don't make a noise, they won't move the dogs and horses, so they are referred to as ringing horses." ”

After smiling smugly, he beat the two pieces of bark to the rhythm of the drum and sang in harmony:

Grandpa was born by the river, and he didn't fish or row.

Grandpa was born in the mountains and forests, and he didn't collect firewood to burn charcoal.

Grandpa was born in the corner of the fertile field, and he didn't pay for food and money.

A steel knife kills eight knives, and grandpa has a living immortal.

The noise was vulgar, and a bandit wild song was shaken through the mountains and forests by his roar.

After lighting up the broken gong throat, he threw away the bark casually, and smiled with a wink: "Master, my work is done, and when the bandits rob people, it will be all your work." ”

With his hands as pillows, he leaned back crookedly.

With a cold snort, Hei Wuchang urged the whip to drive the horse again, and when the whip whistle swirled, Bai Wuchang's head flashed sideways, and the whip grazed his ears and fell.

After dodging this whip, he clapped his hands and smiled proudly: "I suffered the first loss, it was the master who was shrewd, and if I suffered the second loss, I was stupid." ”

While I was playing, as expected, there were a few whistles from the top of the mountain.

Dozens of rockets smashed into the wagon like meteors.

It was supposed to hit with one hit, but for some reason, as soon as the rocket approached the carriage, it was like frightened, and all of them fell on the grass.

A ring of fire was lit on the ground, trapping the wagon in it.

Afraid that the horse would be frightened, Bai Wuchang hurriedly jumped out of the carriage and shook the feather fan to drive away the cold for the horse.

After the rocket, the sound of thunder stones rolling was heard again.

"Alas, what kind of bandits are they who want to rob people? ”

After a sigh, Bai Wuchang started to do things again, and quietly laid an air shield around the fire ring.

When the thunderstone is about to approach, it will either fall to pieces, or it will be blocked by trees.

Dozens of thunder stones, not a single one of them could roll into the fire ring.

The rockets and rolling thunder are over, and it's time for the logs to take the next step, right?

The log didn't come, and the centaurs finally came down the mountain.

A few gongs pierced the night sky, and the shadows of the black mountain trees flickered on both sides.

Holding his long sword aloft, his mouth roaring and screaming, his iron hooves clanging on the gravel and sparks.

The momentum is good, but unfortunately there is still a suspicion of bluffing.

If the knife is fast enough, why lift it so high?

If there are enough people, why shout so loudly?

Despite some tactics, they did not break away from the bandits' routine.

In less than half a cup of tea, the carriage was surrounded by Hessensen's figures.

Dozens of rockets were aimed at the black and white Impermanence.

The first one wears a ghost mask, his hair is scattered, and his body is indeed a bit burly.

A mace, all black and glowing.

He opened his mouth and drank: "This tree was planted by me, and this road is ......."

"The big boss, save the number, we are here to rely on the kiln (defector). ”

Without waiting for this person to finish reading the bandit's name, Bai Wuchang smiled and made an incision first (Jianghu black dialect).

The man immediately relented, leaned forward on his horse, and smiled coldly: "Are you a Xiangjia?"

On the rivers and lakes, fellow travelers are generally called handkerchiefs, zygotes, online ones, side by side, big shopkeepers, and big bosses.

He just used such a cold word as the Xiangjia to test me, it's really cunning!

raised his head and smiled, and picked up this sentence: "Not only is it a family, but it is also a familiar vein." (Old customers of the mixed rivers and lakes)"

With a gasp, the man sat up straight.

Is it really a mix? You must know that the cold word familiar vein has rarely appeared on the ground in recent years.

After looking at each other for a moment, the man burst out laughing.

After laughing enough, he suddenly raised his voice and asked, "Is there a ladder?"

Bai Wuchang also smiled, panting unevenly with laughter, wiping tears with laughter, and asked while laughing: "The big boss didn't ask me if I came from the grass (defected from other places), but asked me if I had any pestle (money)? (How poor are you?)"

As soon as these words came out, the group of people no longer suspected that Bai Wuchang was impersonating, and dozens of rocket heads slowly hung down.

The rivers and lakes have a number of courtesies, and if they are from other places who have defected, they cannot be taken in, otherwise they will be regarded as two parties tearing their faces, and they can smash each other at any time.

He understands the rules and talks and laughs freely, which should be true.

But if you want to enter my mountain gate, hehe, it's not so easy!

Jumping off the horse, Grimace threw the mace upside down on the ground, stretched out his palm to Bai Wuchang, and approached in two steps: "Come, let's be affectionate, affectionate." ”

Want to try my kung fu?

"What is this...... Bai Wuchang turned around and walked away, invited Hei Impermanence, and smiled at the grimace: "I just caught the vinegar fish in the West Lake with my hands at night, and I am afraid that the hands of the big boss will be sour, why don't I let my brother be intimate and affectionate with the big boss?"

Cowardly and cowardly, it seems that this middle-aged man is not good at kung fu and wants to hide.

His brother...... Hmph, but a doll who is only a teenager can practice kung fu for a few years?

Grimace relied on his hard skills of having an iron sand palm, his face was frivolous, and he stretched out his fat palm to the black impermanence.

A thick hand is like a bear's paw, covered with thick calluses, and it is estimated that it will not bleed if it is cut down.

The black impermanence's palm just caught Grimace's hand, and Grimace immediately withered.

A person with deep underwear can control the palm of his hand, which can be as hot as a furnace and burn his opponent.

But the young man's palm was cold.

No, a hundred times more cold than ice.

The hand was unconscious, and he saw that one arm was blackened, and the grimace wanted to withdraw his palm, but it was as if it had been cast.

So many brothers watched, and they had to endure death.

But how can you endure it? After a while, not only will this hand be wasted, but I am afraid that my life will be lost.

When he was embarrassed by the grimace, Bai Wuchang put a feather fan on the palm of the two of them, and chuckled at the grimace: "The big boss gives face, and he didn't let my little brother get off the stage, so let's stop, okay?"

I was so frozen that I couldn't even nod my head. Black Impermanence withdrew his palm.

As soon as the ice palm was gone, Grimace picked up a life.

Knowing that the person who came was a master, he grimaced and bowed his hand to Hei Wuchang: "Little brother, please go to the mountain, tell the big shopkeeper yourself." ”

Hades is easy to do, the little ghost is difficult, I have long known that this ghost face is just a pawn, I don't know the weight, I want to try the master's kung fu.

This time, yin and evil enter the body, and at least twenty years of yang life will be tried.

You are reckless in what you shouldn't be the master, and you will not end well.

If there is a den of bandits, there must be a secret passage that can pass through the carriage, otherwise once the government comes to suppress it, how can you escape with gold and silver treasures?

Knowing how to find the way with flint, this is a nest of well-known bandits.

The carriage drove into Dazhai and stopped in the center of the martial arts arena.

Looking up, a majestic hall, Bafang Hall.

"Eat all directions with a big mouth, kill all directions with a gamble, our hall master is so majestic and knowledgeable. ”

Bai Wuchang shook his head and read it, but the pawn who followed next to him laughed: "Our territory has seventeen miles of mountains and forests, one plus seven, and the sum is eight, so it is called Bafang Hall." ”

It turns out that it is the origin of such vulgarity!

It's a shame for the brilliance of my words.

I was not invited into the lobby, and after waiting in the center of the martial arts arena for a while, another group of people came out of the lobby.

The one at the head of the arms holds the nine-ring ghost head knife.

This knife is clumsy, perhaps fifty pounds in weight, and it is better to say that it is a knife than a flattened iron pestle.

However, knives match people.

The knife is thick and stupid, and the man is fat and strong.

A big man, bare-chested, with heart hair on his chest exposed, and his fat belly was about to hang down to his thighs.

The beard is messy and the hair is like grass.

The voice was also vague, and he could only barely understand: "The big shopkeeper has rules, and the brothers who are new to the kiln must fight in all directions." ”

Bafang Hall, playing Bafang, seems to be quite reasonable.

Without waiting for Bai Wuchang to ask, the fat man sneered and asked first: "There are two kinds of fighting in the eight directions, which one do you want to fight?"

"If my brother doesn't think his chin is too heavy, you might as well tell us both of them, and we can choose one or the other. ”

"Well said. The fat man inserted the ghost head knife into the ground halfway, wrapped his arms around his chest, and said like thunder: "First, we will beat you in all directions." 100 on the front, 100 on the back, 100 on the left, 100 on the right, 100 on the hands, 100 on the legs, 100 on the head, 100 on the stomach. If you survive, you will be my brother of the Bafang Hall. ”

A total of eight hundred is played, which is also counted as the number of eight directions.

"Hit a hundred what?"

"Iron rods, bricks, you pick one. ”

Shaking his head and smiling bitterly, Bai Wuchang sighed: "If I beat eight hundred tofu, I can still consider it." After speaking, he looked up and asked with a smile: "I want to hear the second one." ”

Pulling out the knife in the soil, the fat man carried it on his shoulder, with a hideous face: "The second type, you have to fight all the Bafang generals, my Bafang Hall has eight Zhenshan King Kong, if you all win, it is my Bafang Hall's Zhenshan King Kong." ”

Zhenshan King Kong, heh, will give a name, a bit majestic.

"What if I lose?"

With the horizontal knife in his hand, the fat man looked up to the sky and laughed, as if he was laughing at impermanence and ignorance: "Give me Bafang Mountain as dog food!"

Won the battle as King Kong, lost the fight to make dog food?

This is not a move-in, it's a play with life.

Scratching his head, Bai Wuchang was just about to return the favor, but Hei Wuchang was already tired of listening to it, and said to the fat man in a cold voice: "Save some trouble, the eight King Kongs will go together." ”