Ren Piaoping knew that this killing of horses and destroying the car must have been done by Hua Wuye when he left, Hua Wuye did not forget to prevent himself from going to Luoyang, fortunately, Li Benlei was still trustworthy, if he chased and killed himself, he would definitely die when he was blind at this moment. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

After thinking about it, the old king said again: "Ren Gongzi, you have a word, what should I do now?"

Ren Piaoping smiled: "Didn't Hua Wuye leave us a way back?"

The old king didn't understand at first, but when his eyes glanced at the boat, he understood it and said happily: "What Ren Gongzi means ......"

Ren Wandering said: "Take the waterway!"

The old king packed up some dry food and wine on the carriage, put it on the boat, and went to cut two thicker branches from the tree that fell down as oars, but in the end he did not forget to go to the shore to pick up the piece of broken silver, and said with a smile while getting on the boat: "Ren Gongzi, this piece of broken silver will be a memorial, you know that I am not greedy for this little silver, I just want to ...... Hehe......"

Ren Piaoping smiled and said, "Brother Wang, where are you talking, don't I still want to trouble you?"

This boat was originally for a person, although it was small and pitiful, but it was still enough for the two of them, Wandering Ping and Lao Wangtou, so the two of them went all the way by boat.

The water of the Yellow River has been rushing since ancient times, but in the Hetao Plain, it flows calmly like a shy little girl. The so-called Hetao refers to the east of Helan Mountain, the west of Luliang Mountain, the south of Yinshan Mountain, and the north of the Great Wall.

A few days later, a leaf boat carrying Ren Piaoping and the two of them have arrived in the territory of Shenmu in Shaanxi, at this time they are slowly walking from north to south, the left hand is green hills, the right hand is a piece of fertile field, behind the field is a larger village.

It was noon, there was not a single cloud in the sky, the heat was pervasive and wriggling in the air, and a few women were washing clothes on the shore nearby, and four or five little boys with bare buttocks were frolicking by the river. On the edge of the field next to the shore was a simple straw hut, in which an elderly man sat behind a pile of watermelons and dozed off.

Ren Wandering, who was lying on this open-top boat, was obviously listless, and was lazily waving his palms at the moment to drive away the flying insects that occasionally flew down to his face, and the old Wang Tou was more excited, the old Wang Tou wiped the sweat on his face, and said: "Ren Gongzi, the scenery here is not bad, do you want to rest and leave?"

Although Ren Piaoping wanted to rush to Luoyang as soon as possible, he was not far from disobeying the old king, after all, the old king had been working very hard these days, so he smiled and said: "It's okay! I'm about to become a roast pig!"

The old king then leaned the boat to the shore and said, "Ren Gongzi, wait, the little one will get you a few pieces of watermelon to taste!" Then without waiting for Ren Wandering to answer, he couldn't wait to step ashore and said to the old man selling watermelons: "Uncle, how are the watermelons! I'm dying of thirst!" The voice of the old man selling melons in the distance came: "Young man, the old man's melons are sandy and sweet! You can taste ......."

The boat was not fixed on the riverbank, but floated leisurely on the water, and each time it floated in a circle of ripples, and the ripples in the circles soon disappeared and merged into the ripples of the washermen, the laundry, and the children.

At this time, a black little boy pierced in, and after a long time, he suddenly came out of Ren Piaoping's boat, glanced at Ren Piaoping, and said timidly: "Uncle, where are you from Ada (dialect: where)?"

Ren Wandering, who had already sat up, was stunned for a moment, then understood, and said with a smile: "Uncle is from far away, by the way, young man, what is the name of this place?"

The little boy was very happy when he heard Ren Wandering call him a young man, puffed up his little chest, and said: "This is called Pantang Village, uncle, if you want to eat watermelon, I will pick one for you in my field, and the old man's melon is still bought from mine, and mine doesn't need money." ”

Ren Piaoping's mind was racing, and she said, "That old man is not from your village?"

The little boy shook his head and said, "No, this old man suddenly came at noon this day and said that he wanted to buy my watermelon!"

Ren Piaoping was shocked and said, "Young man, you call your uncle's friend back for your uncle, okay? Just say that your uncle has something to look for him, hurry up!"

But Ren Piaoping couldn't hear the little boy talking, even the sound of smashing clothes and the children's frolicking around suddenly disappeared, and Ren Piaoping's heart suddenly sank so silently.

The old man who sold melons was now standing in front of Ren Piaoping, holding a knife in his right hand, a knife for cutting watermelons, the watermelon knife was red, it was blood, the blood of the old king's head, and his left index finger was placed on his thick lips, which clearly meant that he was silent and not allowed to speak.

How dare the women and children of these simple mountain villages dare to move and speak out? They were already frightened the moment they glanced at the grass shed, in front of which lay the corpse of the old king's head who had just been jumping around.

Ren Wandering was waiting, waiting for the earth-shattering blow, at this moment all the voices seemed to go home to sleep, Ren Wandering liked this feeling, isn't this what he needs most when he can't see at this time? But after half a cup of tea, he didn't wait for anything, usually at this moment he can feel murderous with his eyes closed, but now there is no murderous energy, and the air is still silent and hot and dull.

Ren Piaoping couldn't help but say to herself: Could it be that she was too nervous and misjudged?

The moment Ren Piaoping frowned, the old man's right index finger suddenly moved, and that movement was extremely slow, and his index finger was extremely firm and silently pointing at Ren Piaoping's chest, just so quietly and slowly.

The little boy didn't understand why the old man who sold melons didn't sell melons well, but he wanted to kill people, and at this moment he didn't understand why the old man's index finger pointed at Ren Piaoping, the distance between them was at least five feet, but he must understand that that finger was by no means a well-intentioned finger, and how could a finger of the murderous hand have good intentions?

The sun was shining, the sky was very hot, the heat seemed to have stopped in time and space, Ren Wandering's heart was already anxious, so his brows were furrowed tighter, and the index finger was closer to his chest at the same time.

Ren Wandering was sweating, the old man was also sweating, and everyone was sweating.

The old man's eyelids jumped, and his straight and firm index finger seemed to tremble a little, as if he was measuring the distance between his index finger and Ren Piaoping's chest.

A thunderclap suddenly sounded in the dull air of midsummer, and the old man's fingers suddenly shot out a sword qi in the thunder! At the same time, the little boy finally couldn't help but shout: "Uncle!"

When the old man who sold melons was as sharp as lightning, a finger of sword qi shot out, and the murderous aura suddenly appeared, and a tangible and qualitative crimson sword qi went straight to Ren Piaoping's chest. It was too late for Ren Wandering to dodge, so all the body protection skills were moved to his chest, and at this time, the sword qi had arrived, and the little boy's 'uncle' reached his ears.

Ren Piaoping was grateful, her body was shocked, her blood was churning, and she fell to the sky. The hull of the boat, which was not fixed to the shore, shook at the same time, and quickly swung away from the river bank towards the center of the river.

The old man who sold melons 'huh', as if he didn't expect this, his two white eyebrows tightened, the watermelon knife in his hand had already landed, his eyes were full of light, and his body rose into the air at the same time and rushed towards Ren Wandering on the boat. Ren Wandering heard the sound of his clothes breaking through the air, and suddenly felt the suffocating air flow above his body, and the three palms of the old man selling melons had arrived. Ren Wandering secretly sent internal force to urge the boat to go, and at the same time also slapped three palms to meet the attack, palming the word 'unloading'.

Suddenly, a boat on the river was rushing, the two moved, and the six palms met, Ren Wandering only felt that his arms were in pain, and the three palms that were removed hit the river surface, stirring up a six-foot-high column of water.

The figure of the old man selling melons shook slightly, the turbidity in his chest rose, his body fell sharply, his toes borrowed from the water, and his body jumped into the air again, chasing after Ren Wanderer.

Another explosion thunder sounded, dark clouds came in the air, and a downpour of rain came in an instant.

In the rain curtain, the old man who sold melons slapped ten palms in succession with his hands, and each palm was rotated, and the palm was a round of Tai Chi spinning out, heading straight for Ren Wandering and the boat.

Ren Piaoping secretly complained in her heart, angry, and at the same time, the palm shadow flew, ten palms struck out, and the lotus flowers in the palm were shot out blood-red, but each lotus petal flew away, and every round of Tai Chi was struck from all directions, which was the ninth type of 'Angry Sea Wild Flower' of the 'Ten Thousand Styles Palm'.

Looking from afar, beside the green mountains, the rain curtain is like a pillar, and above the river, it is like ten blood-red lotus flowers blooming on the ten rounds of Taiji, and Ren Wandering's boat suddenly stopped moving in the force of the round of Taiji, but it kept rotating on the surface of the river.

The petals are like knives, Taiji is like a rock, and in the colorful sky, the flowers fall and fly, and the rock is cracked and broken. However, the old man's skill was even better, and the shattered rock had already slammed into Ren Wanderer's body with the last rotational strength.

Ren Piaoping's eyes were dark, and in the darkness, the corners of Ren Piaoping's mouth overflowed with a touch of blood red, and she laughed wildly: "Piao Piao, heaven and earth are a sand gull." ”

After the old man who sold melons slapped out his ten palms, the turbidity in his chest regenerated, and his feet clicked on the water again, but he was a little powerless, the water had not reached the calf, and with a clear whistle, his body was forcibly taken off again, and when he waved a cold star with both hands in the air, he heard the poem sung by Ren Piaoping in his ears at the same time, and his face was sad, and he suddenly subtracted four successes.

The rain is still falling, the rain, the urgency, the surging, hitting the river, the boat, hitting Ren Piaoping's body, hands, face, ringing in Ren Piaoping's ears, but in his heart, it is like a war drum on the battlefield, one is more urgent than the other, and the other is more loud than the other. In the raindrops like war drums of this sound, the eighteen-point cold star has been silently striking in the rotation of Tai Chi.

After laughing wildly, Ren Wandering struggled to hit two palms to the surface of the water, and the boat borrowed its strength and went backwards, retreating like an arrow. However, when the nine-point cold star fell into the water, there were still three cold stars 'tuk tuk' into the hull, and the other six cold stars shot towards Ren Piaoping's body without exception.

After the old man who sold melons shot out the cold star, his body fell towards the boat.

As soon as the six o'clock cold star entered the body, Ren Wandering felt that the true qi seemed to be unstoppable, and smiled without feeling in his heart, hearing the sound of the old man selling melons breaking through the air, and struggling to hit out a palm, this palm, no moves, just a wave of his hand, although it was a serious injury, but it was also made by Ren Wandering's whole body martial arts essence, when this palm was split, there was no earth-shattering, no thunder roaring, but it still contained the biggest feature of his martial arts: fast! At this moment, the old man selling melons is coming in a hurry, and his strength is about to be exhausted, so he can't dodge it, and he raises his palms to greet him.

But the old man who sold melons obviously despised Ren Piaoping's palm, because his figure was suddenly regressing, his chest was already stuffy, his throat was sweet, and a mouthful of blood was already sprinkled in the rain, and he fell into the river with a 'plop'.

Ren Wandering and the old man were already weak under each other's blows, and their whole body was in pain, and they fainted immediately. But the boat was carrying him straight south.

The old man who sold melons obviously couldn't swim, and he was still fluttering and struggling when he fell into the water, watching Ren Piaoping drift away in a boat alone. After a long time, the old man struggled to get ashore from the river, and after shaking off the water on his body, he took off the coat of the old farmer in Pantang Village, revealing the gray clothes worn by the Taoist priest on his body, sighed, held his palm on his chest, and said, "Amitayus Buddha!"

......

Zhongwei, the backyard of Jinfeng Building.

Li Benlei sat on a rattan chair, Ouyang Zi stood on the side, and there was a person wearing a cloak and a hat, who was the 'lone boat fishing alone' Hua Wuye.

Li Benlei was obviously not very happy, because when he was holding his beard and meditating, he seemed to accidentally hurt himself, and a silver whisker fell to the ground.

Ouyang Zi and Hua Wuye obviously saw the silver whiskers that fell to the ground, but they didn't say anything.

After a long time, Li Benlei rubbed the sore spot of his beard, and said in a deep voice: "What do you say will be the result of the second child blocking the waterway this time?"

This was addressed to Hua Wuye, and Hua Wuye had already replied, "Door Master! ”

Li Benlei nodded and sighed: "Ren Wandering, this kid can always find a way out of the thrilling death situation, since very people can speculate, the victory is not completely martial arts, but a calm head, you must suffer here this time!"

Hua Wuye seemed to be taken aback, and said, "What does the door master mean that his skill is not so high?"

Li Benlei muttered: "It's hard to say, it's just speculation, according to the martial arts cultivation alone, you and the second and third should not lose to this kid, but the second child is the most cautious and careful, I think the chance of success will be greater!"

Ouyang Zi asked at this moment: "Grandpa......! Don't forget, Ouyang Xiaodie is also a member of our Ouyang family!"