Time and space in the heavens

Chapter 187 The clever thief scholar

Smelly Taoist priest, I have recorded this account! The scholar in Tsing Yi sat in his seat, feeling uncomfortable all over, and swore secretly in his heart.

He completely failed to consider that he was the one who initiated the provocation, and now he deserves to be slapped in the face!

Swish!
  The scholar in Tsing Yi stood up from his seat, turned around and walked out of the inn, obviously not intending to continue eating.

As he stepped out, he happened to pass by Zhu Hefeng and Lin Chaoying, and a subtle wind sounded from below.

Click!

A heavy thing fell into the hands of the scholar in Tsing Yi. Before he could rejoice, he only felt pain in his arm.

The sound of broken bones rang out and spread throughout the entire inn, making the originally noisy inn quiet.

Snapped!
  Zhu Hefeng suddenly stood up from his seat and threw the Tsing Yi scholar on a table with his backhand.

One of the Tsing Yi scholar's hands had already fallen into Zhu Hefeng's palm, and countless sweat seeped out of his originally smooth forehead.

"Sir, what are you doing?"

"What is this doing?"

……

The waiter and other customers around him didn't expect that the Taoist priest would actually take action and throw the scholar on the dining table.

Immediately, there was a burst of exclamation.

The scholar in Tsing Yi, who was thrown onto the dining table by Zhu Hefeng, shouted even more forcefully: "Smelly Taoist priest, can't you even make a few jokes?"

"Are you kidding?" Zhu Hefeng smiled extremely happily, "This is the first time I've heard someone say that stealing someone else's wallet for the first time we met was a joke."

Tear!

While speaking, Zhu Hefeng tore a handful of the Tsing Yi scholar's wide sleeves, and there was a crisp sound.

Snapped!
  There was a crisp sound.

A heavy money bag fell out of the sleeves of the Tsing Yi scholar and fell to the ground. Zhu Hefeng picked it up with his toes and fell into his palm.

"It turns out to be a thief!"

"You have a sinister look on your face. You can tell at a glance that it's not a good thing."

"You deserve it, you should be taught a lesson!"

Only when the guests from Siye saw this did they understand what was going on. At that moment, he looked at the scholar in Tsing Yi with even more contempt.

If you don't take the initiative to provoke others, you can't defeat others, and you steal their wallets, it's simply an embarrassment to scholars.

Click!
  After taking back his money bag, Zhu Hefeng's smile remained unchanged, but his hands were merciless. There was a crisp sound from the Tsing Yi scholar's hand.

Under Zhu Hefeng's strong force, the bones were crushed on the spot. Then, before the scholar in Tsing Yi could even cry out in pain, he jumped into the air.

Bang!
  The scholar in Tsing Yi was thrown out of the inn by Zhu Hefeng and fell heavily onto the street. Several silver-white teeth were broken and his mouth was full of blood.

At the same time, there was excruciating pain in my right hand, which had no strength at all and was actually disabled.

Since your mouth is too mean, let me lose a few teeth; if your hands are not clean, I will lose one of your hands!

Swish!
  The scholar in Tsing Yi stood up from the ground and looked at Zhu Hefeng and Lin Chaoying in the inn with a look of hatred on his face. With his mouth full of blood, he looked even more ferocious.

"I am Zhu Cong, a masterful scholar among the Eight Eccentrics of Jiangnan. How dare you, a couple of bastards, to humiliate me like this? When my brothers gather together, I must make you look good."

After saying that, without waiting for Zhu Hefeng and Lin Chaoying to reply, they slipped into the crowd and were never seen again. Eight Eccentrics of Jiangnan!
  Hearing these four words, everyone in the inn took a breath.

"Sir, why don't you leave quickly?" The clever waiter came to Zhu Hefeng and Lin Chaoying's side and said bravely.

"The Eight Eccentrics of Jiangnan are not easy to deal with. You should get out of here quickly!"

"The Eight Eccentrics of Jiangnan?" Zhu Hefeng looked at his wife with a blank expression, "Chaoying, do you know the Eight Eccentrics of Jiangnan?"

A sneer appeared at the corner of Lin Chaoying's mouth, and she held the sword at her waist tightly and said, "Eight Jiangnan Eccentrics? What are you talking about? I've never heard of it."

"Yes, they are indeed nothing!" Zhu Hefeng nodded in approval.

As he spoke, a piece of gold flew out with his backhand and fell towards the counter.

Snapped!
  A small nugget of gold fell onto the counter, sinking deep into it.

hiss!
  Seeing this hand, everyone in the inn couldn't help but take a breath. It is not difficult to throw a piece of gold with your backhand.

But being able to land right on the counter and sink deep into it, this skill and strength cannot be underestimated.

The martial arts of these two people are higher than those of the Eight Monsters of Jiangnan.

In a corner of the inn, a man looked at the incomparable back figures of Zhu Hefeng and Lin Chaoying, his eyes flickering.

When Zhu Hefeng and Lin Chaoying disappeared from sight, the man shouted with a look of realization:

"I know, I know who the Eight Freaks of Jiangnan have provoked this time."

"Who is it?" On one side, a companion of this man asked.

The man jumped up from his seat, faced the curious eyes of everyone around him, and said with a sly smile: "Everyone, I guessed their identities. If you know who these two are, you will be very honored. Since So, hehe!"

Halfway through his words, the man suddenly stopped talking, but his expression said everything.

"I'm not afraid of drinking you to death!" The companion laughed and said, "Xiaoer, bring me three more pounds of red sorghum."

"Okay, sir." The waiter agreed and went to bring the wine.

Not long after, a small jar of scalded wine was brought up.

Gududu!
  The man picked up the jar of wine and poured it into his mouth. After finishing the drink, he said with unfinished meaning:
  "It's so happy, it's so happy!"

"Okay, let's talk!" His companion pulled him impatiently and shouted impatiently.

The man stood up, glanced at the curious people in the inn, and said with a smile: "By the way, in today's martial arts world, there are seven people with extremely high martial arts skills that are rare in the world. More than five years ago, there was a discussion on the top of Mount Huashan. A duel with swords to compete for a copy of the Nine Yin Manual and the title of the best master in the world."

"Finally, after seven days and seven nights of fierce fighting, the seven masters finally decided the winner. After this battle, these seven people were called the Seven Star Lords."

"Everyone knows this, right?"

The companion laughed and scolded: "It doesn't matter what you say, no one knows, no one knows!"

"Hehe," the man said with a sly smile, "then do you know who will be the best in the world in the end?"

"Needless to say, didn't they fall into the hands of Yuhengxing and Tianshuxing?" A person on the side said first, "These two people are a couple, inseparable, and they will win until the end of the fight. But there are also People think that the Quanzhen Sect’s Chongyang master’s martial arts may not be inferior to this couple.”

"Haha, then do you know who the Yuhengxing and Tianshuxing couple are?" the man added with a smile.

"Yuhengxing is the wife, named Lin Chaoying, Tianshuxing is the husband, a Taoist priest, named Wuyouzi!" One person said quickly, but he reacted halfway.

Swish!
  Everyone in the inn realized what was happening and looked towards the direction the couple had left with expressions of disbelief.

(End of this chapter)