"Little two, little two!" the two were already hungry, and greeted the guy loudly. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info Qin Yuan peeked at it, these two people were dressed in strong clothes, with strong faces, dressed in a style of yellow cedar, already sweating, exuding an unpleasant smell. One of them threw a long iron stick to the ground, and the green bricks on the ground were smashed, and the iron rod was not picked up, showing that his strength was not weak. The man glanced at Qin Yuan contemptuously, Qin Yuan lowered his head, but Yu Guang caught a "horizontal" character embroidered on the cuffs of the stick.

Hengshan Gate in Northern Shaanxi! How did they come to Guanzhong? Qin Yuan wondered in his heart, thinking about the past of the Hengshan faction that his father had mentioned to him before.

Although it is in Shaanxi, Hengshanmen is different from the Huashan faction, and in terms of size and fame, this is a veritable small faction. Less than 20 years from the founding of the mountain to the present, the current head is named Shi Anzhi, who is a monk in the Shaolin Temple with the name Shi'an, with a low rank but extremely high talent, dissatisfied with the kung fu taught in the temple is too shallow, and secretly stole the two secret skills of the small yaksha stick method and the Shura knife method, and came to this Shaanxi Hengshan and created a Hengshan faction. Since it is a self-reliant sect, it is unbearable to use the martial arts of other sects, so Shi Anzhi integrated his understanding into the sword and stick method and changed it, turning it into the sky horizontal stick method and the earth horizontal knife method. The tricks of the two stunts of the small yasha stick method and the Shura knife method have been perfected, almost impeccable, Shi Anzhiwu has changed himself, but he has simplified it into complexity, and the tricks seem to be gorgeous but there are many flaws, and it is very difficult to learn, so that there are few talents in the Hengshan Gate, and there are few disciples who can do it under him. The two in front of him, looking at the age of twenty-seven or eighteen, should be the first disciples of Hengshanmen.

Thinking of this, Qin Yuan had a spectrum in his heart, took off the long shirt on his body, put it on the "cloud practice", and ate meat and drank wine with peace of mind.

The two of them couldn't help but look at it twice when they saw that Qin Yuan's robe was still neat and tidy, but the clothes inside were tattered like beggars. At this time, the man served the wine and meat, and the two of them from the Yokoyama faction also ate and drank.

"Fourth Brother Luo, can we go back after dinner?" asked the knife,

"Go back, don't dream, brother, let's talk about it when we find that kid!" Fourth Brother Luo picked up a piece of beef and threw it into his mouth, chewing loudly.

"Alas!" disappointed the knife.

"Brother Wang, do you miss your wife again?" Fourth Brother Luo took a sip of wine, squeezed his eyebrows and said.

"Look at what you said, there are new dolls in the house, and I miss them!" said Brother Wang, full of homesickness.

"Even so, the elder brother should scold the kid surnamed Qin, who let him deceive the teacher and destroy the ancestors, it is a big rebellion!" Fourth Brother Luo said this, righteous and awe-inspiring, and his eyes glanced at Qin Yuan intentionally or unintentionally.

At that time, Qin Yuan was drinking, and when he heard this, his wrist flicked, and half a bowl of wine was sprinkled on his chest.

Is it me who deceived my teacher and destroyed my ancestors? But my father-in-law was unharmed, so what does it have to do with me? Qin Yuan thought to himself, lowered his head a little more, and listened attentively to the words of those two.

"This little brother is a member of the beggar gang?" Fourth Brother Luo finally asked Qin Yuan coldly.

Beggar Gang? Qin Yuan looked at the whole body, he was indeed rich in the demeanor of the beggars, so he nodded generously.

"Is there anything to be gained from this search, that kid's bounty is not expensive!" Fourth Brother Luo leaned towards Qin Yuan's side, as if Qin Yuan had really discovered something.

"Alas, brother, it's not like you, but I'm tired to death!" Qin Yuan pretended to find nothing, but the smell of Fourth Brother Luo was really choking, and Qin Yuan had already moved to the edge of the bench.

"But I remember, the beggar gang doesn't seem to be involved in this!" Fourth Brother Luo changed his words, which was intriguing.

"You can all participate in Hengshan, can't we beggars get a piece of the pie!" Before Qin Yuan could think of a response, an elderly beggar came over and sat between Fourth Brother Luo and Qin Yuan.

Fourth Brother Luo moved his buttocks back, his left hand involuntarily approached the long iron stick inserted in the ground, and his eyes looked the old beggar up and down. I saw that this person was five feet long, with rotten straw sandals, dressed in tattered clothes that could no longer be seen, holding a bowl in one hand and a stick in the other, his beard and hair were all white, fluttering around, his face was full of wrinkles, like a knife carving, sleepy-eyed, his breath was smoky, and he was wearing six cloth bags in front of him.

As soon as the old beggar came to the table, he threw away the broken bamboo pole, and a pair of filthy hands wandered among the dishes, and he was very happy to eat. ，

"Wherever and wherever your gang is famous all over the world, as long as it is a matter on the rivers and lakes, you should have a share!" Fourth Brother Luo was flamboyant, but his heart was full of disgust, his defensive posture did not change at all, and Brother Wang on the side was also nervous.

"Hehe, I thought that Hengshan was just a sword and stick, but I didn't expect that the sycophant kung fu was also first-class!

"What nonsense, keep your mouth clean!" Brother Wang was furious, picked up a single knife and slapped it on the table, attracting the sideways glances of the surrounding diners.

"Brother Wang, don't be impatient, the beggar gang also has the same powerful skills, and the head of the family admires the five-body throw to the ground every time he mentions it!" Fourth Brother Luo didn't laugh angrily, pretending to be mysterious.

"Oh, yes, the old Hanako would like to hear about it!" the old beggar showed great interest.

"There are a lot of people, please ask the old hero to talk closer!" Fourth Brother Luo seems to have a big secret.

"It's still better for you to think about it than to be smarter than to slap the table!" the old beggar leaned his face over, not forgetting to taunt Brother Wang.

"You..." Brother Wang was upright and speechless.

Qin Yuan stayed on the sidelines and watched, and suddenly felt that this old beggar who came out of nowhere was very interesting, watching the two sides bickering, he couldn't guess when Hengshanmen got into trouble with the beggar gang, and since he was the lowest disciple of the beggar gang, he had to watch from the wall.

Fourth Brother Luo saw the old beggar slowly leaning over, flipped his wrist, and suddenly had a dagger in his hand, and stabbed it towards the old beggar's heart. This move was extremely ruthless, and the two were extremely close, seeing that the old beggar was about to die on the spot, just when he was dying, the broken bowl that the old beggar threw on the table suddenly flew up, and the last one came first, hitting the Shenmen point in Luo Sige's right hand. With a crisp cracking of bones, the dagger grazed the old beggar's left cheek and flew straight into the roof.

"This hero of the Hengshan faction, didn't he want to tell the stunt of the Gang, how to play kung fu," the old beggar pretended to be surprised: "Oh, I only know that your faction's long knife is invincible, and it turns out that the short knife has also reached its peak! Alas, look at my broken mouth, offended the two heroes." "After all, the old beggar looks like he doesn't know Tarzan.

When Fourth Brother Luo heard this, he could no longer argue, or he was already in pain and couldn't speak. The ulna and radius at his wrist were shattered, and it hurt to the heart, and beads of sweat the size of beans fell on the table, and he looked at the old beggar like a monster.

"It's all you flower ghost!" With a snort, Brother Wang unsheathed his knife with one sword, lying with his hands horizontally, and slashed straight down at the old beggar.

"Ding-" The old beggar didn't know when he grabbed a pair of chopsticks in his right hand, and easily took over this momentum, Brother Wang was easy to put away the knife, and it was not long before the nose and sideburns were sweaty. In this sweat, I am afraid that it is three points of strength and seven points of embarrassment.

"After drying the wine in the bowl, it's all scattered!" The old beggar picked up Qin Yuan's wine bowl, drank it all, and threw it on the iron long stick, the iron rod fell crookedly in response, and with a turn of the wrist of his right hand, the single knife clamped in the chopsticks was broken in two.