The God of Martial Arts

Chapter 239 Invitation (Monthly Pass Six Hundred Plus Changes)
Suppressing the thoughts in their hearts, Xiang Yang and Fu Dachun returned to the old house, the small courtyard was almost the same as when he left, and it was much cleaner and tidy, obviously Fu Dachun often came to clean it.

"By the way, brother Xiaoyang, do you still remember the Xiaocui that the old Zhao's family shared earlier? At the beginning, I wanted to ask Aunt Wu if you had a family that you wanted to get married with."

When Fu Dachun came to the back room, he was familiar with it, poured a glass of water for himself and Xiang Yang, sat on the wooden chair and teased.

"I remember, what's the matter? Could it be that something happened to them? No way, they are just ordinary people, who have nothing to do with Jianghu, who will embarrass them?"

Of course, Xiang Yang remembered the young and beautiful girl who was next to his house earlier. If he didn't have this martial arts, he would probably be extremely happy to get married with her and spend the rest of his life together.

"That's not true, but a month and a half ago, Xiao Cui married a rich businessman as a concubine, and that rich businessman was one year older than Lao Zhao.

Lao Zhao does not open a breakfast stall now, but has switched to the cloth business, which is the capital given by his rich businessman's son-in-law. "

Fu Dachun's eyes were quite displeased, the girl Xiaocui was also extremely beautiful in his opinion, and he himself was itchy in his heart, if he hadn't been concerned about Xiang Yang's relationship, he would have asked someone to talk about it.

"It's a good thing, I wish you love, glory and wealth, isn't this a kind of happiness?"

Xiang Yang smiled, this is what people pursue. Ordinary people only want prosperity and wealth, and a safe life. The older they are, the older they are, which is better than marrying a poor man who has neither money nor beauty.

"Okay, there's no need to mention these trivial matters. I'll go back to the county seat and pay homage to my late father first. You will accompany me."

Xiang Yang took off his white fur, changed into light and warm cotton clothes, and at the same time carefully cleaned the blood-stained Yanling Knife, Fu Dachun panicked seeing the blood, how could the blood be stained just now.

"Brother Xiaoyang, the blood on your knife is not from killing someone just now, right?"

"No, I killed a few stupid chickens, but these chickens are quite powerful, and even pecked at me."

Xiang Yang shook his head and said with a smile, Fu Dachun is in two worlds with him now, so there is no need to tell him too much, sometimes the less you know, the safer.

After packing up, Xiang Yang and Fu Dachun went to the street to buy some ingot candles made of gold paper and what they needed, and went to the grave where Xiang Daniu was.

On Yuanbao Mountain, covered with white snow, in front of a stone tablet in front of a raised small bump, Fu Dachun breathed out a white mist, watching Xiang Yang respectfully kowtow three times to Xiang Daniu's resting place.

Xiang Yang silently told what happened to him in his heart, hoping that Xiang Daniu's spirit in heaven could rest in peace.

All he wanted in his life was to train Xiang Yang to be a fast catcher of the god catcher, but now Xiang Yang has far exceeded his expectations, presumably he really has a soul from the underworld, and Xiang Daniu will also sleep peacefully in the ground, no regrets and no regrets .

At this moment, there was a burst of intensive footsteps, which caused Fu Dachun's face to change. At the same time, Xiang Yang got up and turned around in displeasure, and saw about a dozen martial arts people in dark yellow cloth shirts and holding swords. in front of you.

From Xiang Yang's point of view, these dozen or so people are all acquired talents with regular breathing and internal strength, and two martial arts are quite good, giving him the feeling that they are comparable to the bearded men on Heifeng Mountain.

"Hurry up Xiang, my master is very happy to hear that you have returned from the God Catchment Gate, and wants to meet this rare young hero in Anyuan."

Firstly, the middle-aged man with black and white claws in one hand opened his mouth. He has thick eyebrows and tiger eyes, which is quite brilliant. His martial arts is one of the things that makes Xiang Yang look at him with admiration.

You must know that Anyuan County is located in a remote place. Among the Qingjiang prefectures, it belongs to the top nine. Whether it is population, economy, or culture, it is at the bottom.

In the past county, there were very few warriors in the rivers and lakes, and most of them were gangsters who were brave and ruthless, and most of these people did not understand martial arts, just like the Big Bear Gang, Qinglang Gang, and Xiaodao Guild before their annihilation.

The more powerful ones are nothing more than the forces that teach people such as Tiger Martial Arts, and most of their reputation is supported by the names of lay disciples of Baiyu Temple.

Now that there are more than a dozen warriors with internal strength, how can Xiang Yang not be surprised?

"Your master? What is your name? Are you old with me? And how do you know that I have returned to the county? You have a lot of eyes and ears in the county."

When Xiang Yang went back to the city, he went directly to Fu Dachun, then went home, made purchases, and worshiped on the mountain.

"Haha, my master is Zhao Dehan, Zhao Xiangzhu, the master of Kumen Fragrance. His old man likes to make friends with young handsome men. You are a big shot in the Shenchoumen. You are young and good at martial arts. My master has been fascinated for a long time.

No, as soon as you returned to the county seat, my incense master got the news, and immediately wanted to invite you to visit the mansion, but I saw that you were going to pay homage to your ancestors, so I let me wait. "

While speaking, the big man was full of compliments, and his tone and attitude were extremely humble, which was different from the aggressiveness when he went up the mountain before.

These people are all casual cultivators who have been recruited by the bitter sect recently. They have been in the Qingjiang Mansion. People can't see how good Xiang Yang is?

Before going up the mountain, they were very disdainful of Xiang Yang, who was blown up to be rare in the sky and earth. He was a stinky boy with no hair on his head. However, he could only enter the God's Catchment Gate by relying on the legacy of his ancestors and the support of noble people. What's the matter? Can Zhao Dehan be treated so seriously by such a big skill?
So they didn't wait for Xiang Yang to go down the mountain, they went up the mountain on their own, just to show him off, which can be regarded as a little spice for boredom.

But after going up the mountain and seeing Xiang Yang himself, all doubts and previous plans to beat him all disappeared, and he even regretted not listening to what Zhao Dehan said.

A pair of eyes with knives in their eyes made their hearts shake, and made them more respectful and fearful than seeing Zhao Dehan, and the temperament of long-term conquest and killing was fully revealed.

In front of Xiang Yang, they were like a group of little white rabbits running into the tiger's territory, trembling with fright.

Of course, they are timid in their hearts, but they still remain calm on the face. They were bullied before, so they could only knock out their teeth and swallow them in their stomachs. What kind of bitter door is added to the place of shit?
"Zhao Dehan, the Fragrance Master of the Bitter Clan? That's fine. I heard that your Bitter Clan is gaining momentum. I also want to see who is sacred. In this way, let my brother go back first, and you will lead the way."

Facing Fu Dachun's worried and anxious eyes, Xiang Yang gave him a reassuring look and told him to go first, while he carefully looked at the dozen or so people from the bitter family, showing an unpredictable smile.

If this group of people knew that they were joining the Demon Sect, they would be so scared that they would pee their pants.

(End of this chapter)