As the sun sets, in Tongfuyuan Temple, this is an ancient well in the Mingde period.

There was a man and a woman sitting side by side next to the ancient well, and the shadows were long and long in the setting sun.

"Hey, hey. The man's smirk.

"What are you laughing at?" the woman asked gently.

"Hey, hey, hey. The man continued with a giggle.

"What are you laughing at?" the woman sneered.

"Hey, hey, hey, hey. The man was still smiling silly, as if he had been lost in this tender love.

"You're still laughing at me, I'm welcome, auntie, you're welcome!" The woman stood up suddenly, seemingly, uh, something was wrong.

The man still smirked, but it had already fallen on the dirt, and there seemed to be blood at the corner of his mouth.

Hmm, it turns out that this is the love of the remnant sun.

"Hahaha! amuse me!" "The big mouth is undisciplined, and the already big mouth seems to have turned into a monster in the wild laughter, but this monster doesn't eat children.

Qin Feng rolled his eyes, and seemed to feel that the big mouth smile was very low: "What's so funny, aren't we all used to it?"

But I'm used to it, since the last Ji Wusheng incident, Xiucai and Xiao Guo have lived up to expectations and successfully walked together, but this thing is not what everyone imagined.

"Fortunately, Xiao Guo's martial arts have improved a lot recently, and he knows how to retract. "Qin Feng is also happy for Xiucai: 'If it is changed to before, Xiucai is estimated to have returned to heaven. ”

"Really?" Big Mouth was very curious about what Qin Feng said, thought about it carefully, and nodded approvingly: "That's right, Xiucai used to howl all night after being beaten, but now he falls asleep as soon as he is beaten." ”

"I guess I'm tired. Qin Feng said: "I'm tired of being beaten." ”

"Isn't that Xiao Guo more tired?"

The two glanced at each other and nodded, Xiao Guo must be more tired. No wonder Xiao Guo is eating more and more.

Xiucai came back, glanced at Qin Feng and Big Mouth, raised his eyelids, snapped, and fell asleep on the ground.

"Hey, I said Xiucai, don't sleep on the ground!" Dazui hurriedly shouted, if this guy sleeps on the ground, how can he walk in the room.

"Whew. Whew, whew~" Xiu Caili ignored his mouth and continued to snore.

"No, you're like this, how can I sleep at night!" The big mouth was anxious, he used to snore by himself, but now he has it, and the solo performance has become a symphony.

Qin Feng looked at Xiucai in surprise, this guy is not simple. This trick is even more powerful than the Murong family.

Qin Feng didn't know if Dazui was asleep, anyway, he wanted to sleep a lot, but looking at Dazui's sluggish appearance the next day, Qin Feng already knew the result. Poor big mouth, of course, deserves it.

Qin Feng came out of the room, it was dawning early today. The sun is also hanging, and it seems that this winter is not too cold.

It's time to go out and have a look.

Qin Feng was in a good mood and greeted the sun. Head out into the streets.

It was still early, but some of the vendors had already set up their stalls.

There was an old man on the corner of the street, with a chubby face and a white beard, sitting on a stool, with a table in front of him, with a brush, inkstone, and paper, and a rag on the side, supported by a yellowed bamboo pole, with a painting written on it.

Not ordinary, not ordinary. Qin Feng glanced at it twice, roughly guessed the identity of this person, smiled slightly, and walked up.

"Old man. Qin Feng spoke.

"Ah, write a letter to the family, no, no, I don't write, I just paint!" The old man seemed to be a little behind his ears, thinking that Qin Feng was here to write a family letter.

"Then draw. Qin Feng didn't explain, he followed his words, and used a little internal force, even if it was really behind the ear, he could hear it clearly, not to mention that it was not true.

The old man's movements froze, and his body exuded a temperament that did not look like an old man at all, but it disappeared in an instant: "Fifty wen sheets, what do you say, you want cash, no credit." ”

"Good. Qin Feng took out a bit of broken silver, about a penny: "Draw me, just draw one." ”

"Good. When the old man saw that there was money to be made, where would he not agree, he hurriedly drew it.

Qin Feng didn't move, just stood there, letting him look at it and paint at the same time.

He was old, but his movements were not slow at all, and the old man drew very quickly, and in almost five minutes, a painting came out.

"Here, you see!" The old man was a little smug and handed the painting to Qin Feng.

The paper is very rough, but the painting is even rougher, where the painting is a person, it is simply an ink ball, and only the appearance of the person can be faintly seen.

"Well drawn. Qin Feng appreciated it and pushed the silver forward: "It's all for you." Qin Feng left, leaving the paintings and silver.

The look on the old man's face suddenly became complicated, and then with a smile on his face, he put the painting away seriously, took out a stack of paper, and began to paint again, but the first one did not draw, but wrote a word, sword.

No one saw that the humanoid ink mass on the painting slowly dispersed, turned into a mountain, and slowly condensed, turning into a sword, the long sword into the clouds, and never changed again.

"At such an age, being invincible in the world, is it a blessing or a curse? haha, but I have nothing to do with the old man. "He is extraordinary, one year old early wisdom, three years old martial arts, eight years old can be based on a little oral transmission, restore eighty percent of the lost swordsmanship, and later is invincible in the world, but this person is not in the rivers and lakes, but every day to hide in trouble, game world, but also pass down countless martial arts to people who are destined, disciples and grandchildren all over the world. He thought that he was already a masterpiece in the world, no one could compare, but he didn't expect that a young man would appear today, and he suppressed himself stiffly, and for the first time, he felt as if he was really old.

"Such a powerful old man, if it weren't for the fact that he absorbed He's Bi and condensed the purple qi, he really couldn't say. Qin Feng was also full of surprise, he had never underestimated the old man who had passed down countless martial arts, but this time, he really underestimated him, this person's talent was really terrifying, if it weren't for the fact that the force of this plane was too low, his achievements would be limitless!

If this old man could have been born in the Tang Dynasty or other worlds, I am afraid that he would have broken the void long ago and become a Buddha, but it is a pity, a pity.

"Young Master Qin. "By the Xiliang River, Qin Feng was stopped.

"Oh, ruthless girl, are you also coming for a walk?" Qin Feng looked ruthless, ruthless was still sitting in a wheelchair, but under the sun, there was a lot less coldness. (To be continued.) )