[Chapter Word Count:3233Last Updated:2014-08-3000:00:00.0]

At first, Xiong did not understand what the old scribe meant by "too early".

After the old scribe grabbed Xiong Chu and Xia Yun into the ruined temple one by one, he finally understood what "too early" meant.

In fact, it means that it is too early, that is, now is not the time to say goodbye.

It's only noon, and it's time for lunch.

There is nothing in the ruined temple, so naturally there is no food to eat.

There is nothing in the broken temple, it does not mean that there is no food, because the bear has braised hoof tendons.

Not only with braised hoof tendons, Xiong Chu also brought five catties of wine.

When the old scribe grabbed Xiong Chu and threw it into the ruined temple, there was already an extra oil-paper bag in his left hand, and of course, a large wine bag.

Xiong Chu and Xia Yun looked at each other, not because they were caught in the broken temple, but because they discovered the strangeness of the old monk.

The old monk originally sat on the threshold, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, and the appearance of a monk who purified all living beings, which made people have some respect.

However, when the old scribe grabbed the oil paper bag and the wine bag, the old monk's eyes lit up for a moment, and the white beard that was more than a foot long began to be windless, and he had no appearance.

The moment the old scribe bit the cork of the wine sac in his left hand with his teeth, the old monk suddenly moved.

With a move of Canglong probing the claw, the left hand separated the left hand of the old scribe holding the wine bag, and the five fingers of the old monk's right hand were like hooks, directly grabbing the oil paper bag in the arms of the old scribe.

The old scribe's right hand had just thrown Xia Yun into the broken temple, and the accident had already happened.

"The old bald donkey has always been despicable and shameless, and now in front of the two juniors, he is still as despicable and shameless as ever!"

The old scribe shouted angrily, and the fact that his right hand did not have time to return to defense did not mean that he had given up resistance.

Without warning, the figure of the old scribe suddenly sat down, and the moment his butt hit the threshold, his left foot had already kicked out, which was the old monk's little dantian.

Between the lightning and the fire, the old scribe and the old monk have already exchanged three moves on the narrow temple gate.

For a while, the energy was full of energy, and the snowflakes were flying.

After all, the old monk sneaked up on the first and obviously had the upper hand.

Seeing the old scribe sitting on the threshold with his legs flying, the old monk's body twisted and twisted strangely, allowing him to pass the opponent's chain of three kicks, his right hand and fingers were like halberds inserted into the opponent's mouth, but the eagle claw in his left hand grabbed the wine sac.

The old scribe was busy protecting his wine bag, but his left arm loosened and the oiled paper bag fell off.

The old monk smiled: "You have been fooled!"

It was too late, it was too fast, and the old monk's figure sat down suddenly, and with a move of the boy kicking the cloud with his right leg, he had already kicked the oiled paper bag and flew out.

A gray shadow then rose into the sky, and the oiled paper bag had already arrived.

It was none other than the old monk who grabbed the oil paper bag.

Xiong Chu and Xia Yun looked at each other, it was not the old monk who grabbed the oil paper bag.

Instead, he was shocked that two old men could fight hand-to-hand in such a narrow space, and they could be like fish in water. This battle was extremely short, but the details of each move were clear, and there was no appearance of being constrained by space.

What's even more outrageous is that the figure of the old monk has not yet fallen to the threshold, and the oiled paper bag has been opened.

The moment the oil paper bag was opened, more than six catties of braised hoof tendons were already missing.

"Amitabha! It tastes so good, I haven't eaten such a delicious braised hoof tendon for a long time. ”

When the old monk sat on the threshold again, his mouth was already full of oil, his cheeks were bulging, his chin was constantly squirming, and he was clearly chewing desperately on the braised hoof tendons.

Such a strange scene came suddenly, and Xiong Chu and Xia Yun were shocked.

The reason for the heartbeat, of course, is not because an old monk is not taboo in meat and vegetables, and he does not hesitate to use his hands and feet to grab things, anyway, there are all kinds of strange things in the martial arts.

Xiong Chu and Xia Yun were shocked that the old monk's mouth was clearly full of hoof tendons, and it was no less than two catties, so he couldn't speak at all.

But what he said just now was correct and round, and his speech was clear, and there was absolutely no trace of ambiguity.

No matter how shocked Prince Xiong and Xia Yun were, the current old scribe scolded after taking a sip of wine: "The despicable and shameless old bald donkey must not die well!"

Treat scolding as a dish, probably the only one in the world.

The old monk grabbed another handful of braised hoof tendons and stuffed them into his mouth, and then stared at the wine bag in the old scribe's hand, and his eyes began to glow again.

The old scribe took a sip of wine, and then hid the wine bag behind him: "The old man wants to drink, now I don't fight with you, a despicable and shameless old bald donkey!"

"The old man has always been upright, how can he be despicable and shameless?" The old monk also chewed vigorously: "You actually robbed a child's things, that is despicable and shameless." The old man is just seeing unevenness on the road, robbing the rich and helping the poor, which is the chivalrous style of my generation!"

"Bah!" the old scribe spat vigorously: "You can say it! You robbed yourself, and never returned it to the bitter master, and the road was uneven? For decades, you have always been a despicable and shameless flower monk!"

"That's a mistake!" The old monk smiled: "It's always you who rob others, and the old man is just robbing your things, how can you be despicable and shameless? ”

"For decades, the old man's things have been robbed of by you, an old bald donkey, and he almost has a bare butt. If the old man hadn't robbed others, would he still be alive today?"

Two old men sat on the threshold of the ruined temple, like two door gods. They glared at each other, ate meat and drank wine in their mouths, and did not delay scolding each other, which made Xiong Chu and Xia Yun cry and laugh.

About a quarter of an hour later, a group of people came to Hulala outside the temple gate, and there were no less than fifty people.

The goal of these people is the Qingming Temple, but unfortunately there are still more than a hundred steps away from the temple gate, so they can no longer move forward.

The moment Xiong Chu saw the person coming, the momentum on his body suddenly rose, and the whole person was like a bow that had been drawn, ready to explode at any time.

"Little donor, what are you doing standing there?" The old monk was still chewing on the braised hoof tendons in his mouth, and his eyes were still staring at the wine bag in the old scribe's hand: "Sit down, run your mind for a big week, and you can go back." Amitabha!"

At the same time, the old scribe said: "The little girl also sits down for the old man to work hard! What's wrong with the old witch? What the old man can't control, she can't control! What the old witch can't control, you die in vain!"

It was no one else, the object of Xiong Chu's red eyes was the deputy hall master of the Thunderbolt Hall, the young master of the Tang Sect in Shuzhong, Tang Qi!

What Xia Yun stared at for a moment was Chen Hongtai behind Tang Kai, as well as Ge Youquan, the deputy master of the Vulcan Sect.

However, Xiong Chu and Xia Yun were both inside the temple gate, and those people outside were too far away to see them at all.

Coupled with the two door gods on the threshold, those people seemed to have crashed into a wall of air, and now they were more than a hundred steps away and couldn't move forward, let alone come in to check what was going on.

Chen Hongtai, Tang Kai and Ge You are not fools, there is nothing in front of them, but they can't move forward half a step, and the only ones who can make trouble are the two tattered old men named Huazi on the threshold.

Two called Hanako are very eccentric.

The bald one is called Hanako, with a large white beard, and the old man with messy hair is called Hanako, but his chin is bare.

"Let's go!" Chen Hongtai seemed to remember something: "If the legend is true, we can't afford to mess with these two people." ”

Tang Qi was stunned when he heard this: "Lord Chen, what is the legend?"

"According to the information I got from checking the information in Jinyiwei, there was a legend of the twin eagles of the Tianshan Mountains many years ago. One is called a pulsatilla and the other is called a vulture. The two of them have always been Meng never out of focus, and they are not out of focus from Meng. Decades ago, there were no opponents, and it is said that only Nakahara Sanying could fight them to a draw. ”

"The worst part is that these two guys don't have any good or bad at all, and they have weird tempers. When you look pleasing to the eye, you can climb on their necks to and pee. When you don't like it, you will definitely kill people indiscriminately. ”

"Their eagle chasing method can be called a must-have in martial arts, even if ordinary people want to find them, they can't catch up. Fortunately, they played the world, but they didn't make any uncontrollable mess. It is said that the lone wolf of the Flame Silver Sword is their disciple. ”

"There are many people who can kill lone wolves, but there are not many who can kill all the martial arts in the world, and the Tianshan Twin Eagles just have this ability. Therefore, the lone wolf of the Flame Silver Sword comes and goes freely everywhere. It's not how powerful the lone wolf is, the key is the Tianshan Double Eagle. We can't stay here for long, so let's go. ”

Being able to get ahead in officialdom is not an ordinary role.

Jinyiwei, in the eyes of ordinary people, can have the effect of preventing children from crying at night.

But in the eyes of the old monster of martial arts, Jinyiwei is just a joke.

Chen Hongtai was able to mix into the high position of the deputy commander of the Fusi Department of Jinyi Weibei Town, so he naturally had a flexible mind. Since I found that I couldn't stay here for long, of course I said I would leave.

The old scribe changed his appearance from the game, and his two eyes shot at the Xiong Chu like a sharp sword: "You are Hachiro?"

Xiong Chu was looked uncomfortable: "Yes, my friends in the rivers and lakes call me that." ”

"What kind of fame!" The old scribe glanced at the old monk opposite: "Old bald donkey, tell me, with the character of this bastard boy, how could a lone wolf become a brother in life and death with him?"

The old monk smiled: "Although this little benefactor has too many worries in his heart, he can't let go of his hands and feet on many occasions, and even some slippery people who can't keep their hands, like a scoundrel like you, but there is still arrogance in his bones." ”

"Fart! This bastard is a scoundrel, how can he be the same as me?" the old scribe scolded, and then nodded again: "The wine has been drunk, and the meat has been eaten, old bald donkey, what do you say we should do now?"

"Amitabha! Since you have already eaten and drunk, let them teach them a lesson, and let them increase their memory, lest the gutter capsize and drown, and it will be difficult to see the old people when the time comes. Good, good!"

Before Shanzai Shanzai finished speaking, the two of them had already jumped.

After the two of them jumped up, Xiong Chu and Xia Yun were already motionless, and then the acupoints of their whole bodies were imprisoned.

The bear prince had experienced something even stranger, so he didn't panic.

Especially when I heard that the relationship between these two people and the Flame Silver Sword lone wolf was very unusual, and they also knew their names, so there was no need to worry.

It's useless to worry, just like in the cave.

"With five years of skill in exchange for five catties of wine, the old man feels that he has not suffered a loss. What do you think, old bald donkey?"

"Since you haven't suffered a loss, the old man won't suffer a loss. Six catties of braised hoof tendons are not something that can be eaten at any time. Besides, with a pound more than your wine, the old man has taken a big advantage. Good, good!"