A group of armored men surrounded Pavilion Master Chen and Han Xing with swords in hand, Han Xing was calm as usual, he wanted to see which strange one specially closed the door first in order to kick the door. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

A handsome man in Tsing Yi led the way, and if it weren't for the flattering smile on his face, it would have been easy for people to mistake him for the owner of this line.

Another brown-clothed man who stood tall like a flock of people was behind, but he looked like a bamboo pole, his face was like a withered face, and he didn't need makeup to pretend to be a ghost.

The two of them protected a man one after the other. This person is a little shorter than the people around him, but he has an outstanding temperament, and he has the expression of the eldest and his second child, and he can't be impressive. The wheat-colored skin, with the delicate goose egg face and just the right facial features, makes people never get tired of looking at it, but the beard of the eyebrows and upper lip looks a little weird, is it reversed? and the circle of beard is a little yellow and split, which looks very abrupt compared with his black and translucent hair.

Han Xing almost laughed when he saw this person. He recognized this person at a glance as the most common scene in costume dramas - a woman dressed as a man. is obviously a beauty embryo, but his demeanor insists on pretending to be a rough man, and the laughter formed by this contrast almost makes Han Xing break the aura of "a generation of monks".

"This place is good, big enough, much better than the broken inn last night. Xiao Wu, tell me to go down and let the brothers of Qinglongzhai live here. Tsk, why are there two outsiders here, and you don't want to drive them out!" The woman dressed as a man pointed at the martial arts hall.

As soon as the owner of the Chen Pavilion heard what he said, he immediately became anxious. Qinglong Village sounds like a bandit's nest, and now in broad daylight, he is about to forcibly occupy his martial arts hall with a sword. If they are allowed to succeed, won't their family have lost their martial arts hall and still owe a lot of debts, and how will the family live in the future? No! If you want his martial arts hall, first ask him if he will agree to the spear in his hand! Thinking of this, the hand holding the broom of the Chen Pavilion Master tightened, and he was about to make a move.

"Wait!Owner, this is not appropriate!" the handsome man was dissuaded by the man who was called Xiao Wu. When the owner of the Chen Pavilion heard this, he dispelled the idea of doing it immediately, he wanted to see which play they were singing.

I only heard Xiao Wu continue: "This martial arts hall is big enough, but it is not enough to settle the brothers of Qinglong Village, and the owner of the village does not want to see the brothers living in the sun and rain on this martial arts field, right? Bao Zhun makes the owner of the village satisfied. ”

"Well, it's still Xiao Wu who thinks it through, Xiao Wu, I'll leave this matter to you. After saying that, the woman who was called the owner of the village strode into the front hall.

As soon as the owner of Qinglong Village left, Xiao Wu hurriedly apologized to Pavilion Master Chen and Han Xing: "Two, I'm sorry! I'm sorry! We are the people of Qinglong Villa." My little master suffers from hysteria, and I ask the two of you to take care of it. Since the little master has taken a fancy to this, he also asked the two of them to rent this martial arts hall to us, and as soon as the Buddha Treasure Conference passed, we left. There are 100 taels of silver here, which is counted as the rent for these days, and please make it convenient for the two of you. ”

When the owner of the Chen Pavilion heard that the other party was a person from Qinglong Villa, he asked, "But a hundred miles away, Qinglong Villa on Qinglong Mountain?"

"Exactly. ”

Pavilion Master Chen glared angrily and said, "Hugh has to lie to me! Isn't the Qinglong Villa closed for 20 years? Now that the 20-year period has not yet arrived, how can it appear here." What do you want to do under the banner of Qinglong Villa?" Pavilion Master Chen's outspokenness made Han Xing pinch a cold sweat for him, if the other party was really an impostor, wouldn't he want to invite death?

Xiao Wu didn't explain when he heard this, he only shook his head and sighed: "Alas, this matter is difficult to explain. Qinglong Villa has not appeared on the rivers and lakes for more than ten years, Your Excellency is so familiar with my Qinglong Villa, what is the origin?"

"My ancestor of the Chen family has received the favor of Qinglong Villa, and my father once took him to visit Qinglong Villa when he was alive. Pavilion Master Chen arched his hand in the direction of Qinglong Villa.

"Oh, are you a descendant of the Chen family of Zhongping Gun?" Xiao Wu said in surprise as his eyes widened.

"Exactly. ”

"Do you recognize this move?" Xiao Wu took the broom in the hand of Pavilion Master Chen, only to see the broom stabbing straight out in his hand, the move was simple and unpretentious, but it made people feel that the broom should have been there.

"This is the Zhongping gun in Liuhe marksmanship!" said Pavilion Master Chen happily.

"Look at my shot. "Pavilion Master Chen took the broom from Xiao Wu's hand, and it was also stabbed straight out, the moves were mediocre, but it made people feel that there were endless changes.

Xiao Wu nodded, hugged his fists and said, "Zhao Wu in Xiaqinglong Villa!"

Pavilion Master Chen clenched his fists and replied: "Shoot Chen Jing in Xia Zhongping!"

"Luckily!"

"Luckily!"

After some politeness, Zhao Wu explained: "Before leaving the village, the old man in the village once said that if there is danger, you can go to the descendants of the Chen family in Huangquan City to ask for help. Unexpectedly, the flood washed away the Dragon King Temple. Shame, shame on today's events!"

"It's okay!

"The two donors are old, and the poor monks are relieved. The poor monk had other important matters and took his leave first. Han Xing saw that the two had confirmed each other's identities, so he said goodbye and left.

Han Xing walked out of the martial arts hall and walked down the street. After a while, I came to a lively place. I saw a high platform set up in front of me, with lights on it, and there was a red cloth between the flagpoles on both sides of the high platform, and the cloth read: Recruit relatives by martial arts. It turned out that Boss Huang, who was in the cattle and sheep business in Huangquan City, recruited a son-in-law for his youngest daughter.

The competition was performed by some local young men, including many people from the rivers and lakes. Han Xing watched it with relish in the audience. It's just a small martial arts competition, and the fights on the stage are several times more exciting than the action movies of Han Xing's era.

"Yo ho. I have long heard that Boss Huang's youngest daughter is as beautiful as a flower, but now that I see it, even the monk has moved her heart. The voice of the yellow warbler coming out of the valley came from a gorgeous woman wearing a woman's bun and a cross-collared skirt printed with peony flowers. I saw that her face was like a peach blossom, and her beautiful eyes were fascinating, if it weren't for the countless beautiful stars in the cold stars, she would have really been hooked by her.

"Little monk, you have been staring at the slave family, haven't you really moved your heart? Since the little monk has a heart, it is better to go up and fight. If you can marry the yellow flower daughter of Boss Huang's family, wouldn't it be thousands of times stronger than the remnants of the slave family?"

"This female benefactor, a poor monk doesn't know martial arts. ”

"You don't know martial arts? If you know martial arts, you want to fight in the ring, little monk? It seems that the little monk has really moved his heart!"

"The poor monk was not moved. However, the Buddha believed in by the poor monks did not prohibit marriage. Han Xing replied truthfully.

"Haven't you ever been tempted? Hehe, I didn't expect the little monk to be as flamboyant as those stinky men. The slave family is in a good mood today, so let's help the little monk. As soon as the woman's voice fell, Han Xing's collar tightened, and she fell into the ring like a cloud.

"You!" Han Xing finally couldn't help but get angry, he turned around to look for the woman who was playing tricks on him, and there was still the figure of the woman in the audience.

"Monk! The monk has also come to participate in the competition to recruit relatives!" The crowd of onlookers in the audience instantly became as excited as if they had been beaten with chicken blood.

In the stands next to the ring, Boss Huang had a gloomy face, and the youngest daughter of the Huang family shyly hid behind her mother and secretly looked at Han Xing.

In the ring, a giant man who could stand with his fists and run horses on his arms walked over with bad intentions.

Seeing that the matter had come to this, Han Xing folded his hands helplessly.

(Sorry for the late update.) Recently, the high temperature has continued, and today it is hard to cool down, the cool breeze is blowing, and I accidentally slept until now. Sorry!)