I have many teachers

Chapter 290 Arriving at the Residence (2\2)

After eating, Wang Anfeng didn't get up and leave directly.

Instead, he pretended to be an ordinary ranger, drank a pot of tea, rested his mind, stood up unhurriedly just now, took out a silver ingot with two feet of gold from his arms, and gently placed it on the wooden table up, with a soft click.

Xiaoer's eyes light up slightly, and his heart screams wonderfully.

These inns and restaurants love warriors who travel the rivers and lakes the most. Although they may cause a little trouble, they can spend a lot of money. There are many people who do this quack business.

Walking two steps quickly, he took the ingot in a hurry, and while wiping it with his sleeve, the little girl bowed and smiled:
"Thank you, Grandpa, for the reward..."

A hand was tightly grasped at his wrist.

Dressed in strong attire and carrying an ink knife, the warrior pursed his lips and said concisely:

"give change."

The bright smile on Xiao Er's face froze for a moment.

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According to the news from Tan Yurou's subordinates.

Meng Yuexue and Chuan Lian had indeed stayed in the city of Xidingzhou a few days ago, but they had left as early as a month ago, and they were extremely vigilant. When they were in Xidingzhou, they rarely communicated with others. When leaving, he even used various methods to erase all traces of himself.

If it weren't for the experts in the Tan Mansion who were specialized in this way, it would be extremely difficult to detect the traces.

But two years.

Only children who are babbling can run freely. Wolves and beasts in the mountains have tasted blood. They were quite dull back then. It was the first time they walked in the rivers and lakes. Although their martial arts are high, Chuan Lian, who is timid in his work style, has grown into a man who can be praised by all the veterans. Wang Anfeng can guess in his heart how much suffering he has endured for this old and spicy person.

Pursing his lips, with a serious expression, Wang Anfeng swung his whip and shouted softly.

The red skinny horse under the crotch is full of energy and strides forward.

In a blink of an eye, it has disappeared on the road.

The second floor of the station.

The handsome young man stood with his hands behind his back, quietly watching the smoke and dust dissipate over there, with a smile on his lips, with a relaxed attitude.

It wasn't until the figure on the road disappeared that he looked sideways back into the room and asked:
"Uncle, how is this man's martial arts?"

The fat man sitting cross-legged on the ground behind him was only half a head taller than the boy standing.

The iron rod was placed horizontally on his knees, holding a big shiny pig's knuckle in his right hand, he chewed heavily, his thick brows frowned, he chewed several times, swallowed the food in his mouth, wiped it off Mouth, said in a muffled voice:
"Hard to say."

The boy raised his eyebrows and said strangely:
"It's hard to say? Uncle, didn't you say that when you were young, you traveled all over the world and met masters from various schools and factions. You have already practiced a pair of moves very well, and you can see that everyone is similar?"

"Now why can't even a young man see through?"

The man snorted and said:
"What do you know?"

"If it's an ordinary warrior, which school or faction is good at, your uncle and I must be able to see clearly, there is no mistake."

"But if you meet an unusual guy, then it won't work."

"Among us warriors, who will go up and who will go down? After all, we still have to fight a game to know. When fighting, it changes rapidly. Not only the internal strength, swordsmanship and swordsmanship, but also the warrior's heart experience, willpower, and chess difference. One trick is life and death. How can it be so easy to see the strength?"

"Innocent!"

After saying that, he bit his elbow hard again, and his mouth was full of oil.

The young man knew how powerful this man was, and when he heard the words, his expression was slightly solemn, he walked to the table next to him, raised his hand to pour tea, when the tea was poured, the man suddenly coughed, because he ate too violently and too hastily, He was about to speak again, but he didn't notice for a while, he was a little choked, and raised his hand to fetch water, but the young man had already handed over the tea.

The big man raised his neck and poured it directly into his throat, exhaling heavily.

The handsome young man sat by the table, knocked on the table, and asked again:
"That young man, is he really that powerful?"

The big man glanced at him, put down his tea bowl, snorted, and said:
"Awesome? It's more than just amazing."

"The knife on his back, Asu, have you seen it?"

The boy nodded and wondered: "Look at it, it's so dark, so it's possible that the knife has something powerful in its name?"

"But I remember that there are no newly added knives in the list of magical weapons hidden on the mountain."

The man shook his head and said:

"Shen Bing, it's not really considered, but I know the material."

"Back then I asked my uncle from the Jiugong Lihuo Palace to cast a weapon. I originally planned to use that kind of material, but this thing is very rare. I searched for three months, but I couldn't find it. I had to settle for the next best thing. The "Cold Mountain Cold Iron" accumulated in the mountain for 300 years was used to make this cold mountain stick."

"Although it is far from being able to enter the ranks of magic weapons, it still weighs more than [-] catties."

"But if it is made of that kind of material, it can weigh at least three thousand catties. It is rare for ordinary people to get close."

"Although the knife behind the young man is not as good as my long stick and doesn't use so much material, but at a rough look, it weighs at least a thousand catties, and it can carry a thousand catties without showing the slightest abnormality. Whether it is internal or external, at least it has some heat."

"And if he can wield this heavy saber, he must have martial arts around the seventh rank, and he can be regarded as a moderately skilled master."

The boy's eyes widened and he said:
"That's not right... Uncle Shi and the others said that in the rivers and lakes below the mountain, seventh-rank warriors are definitely not that common, let alone seventh-rank warriors in their twenties, even on our mountain, they can become masters."

The big man snorted coldly, put his left hand on his knee, looked rough and fierce, but said:

"Those so-called high-ranking people have wasted their lives without going out of the mountain gate. They are really the so-called generation who sit in the well and watch the sky."

"It's all bullshit!"

"I just think that sitting on the mountain and watching the clouds and watching the world of mortals are the so-called high-level people in the world. Don't you know that the rivers and lakes in the world are not big enough to be big, and the height of a thousand feet is not enough to be extremely deep. Heroes and talents are destined to be romantic. , I don't know how many."

"The Qipin who is only in his twenties will make you click your tongue."

"Hey, the world is so big, it's not like there are seventeen or seventeen-year-old Qipin..."

As he spoke, he waved the pork knuckle in his hand, his face full of resentment.

The young man recovered from the shock, rolled his eyes when he saw this, and said:

"If you can do that, Uncle, you have the guts to eat meat on the mountain, don't keep your mouth moving..."

The big man froze, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he said forcefully:
"I'm on the mountain, that's respecting the elders."

"I don't want to piss them off."

The young man snorted, pressed his right hand on the table, did not go any further, frowned, and said:

"Forget it, no matter how strong that young man is, it has nothing to do with us, but when we meet by chance on the roadside, we go in different directions."

"It's just that the matter in Fufeng County is very annoying. Three sects popped up out of nowhere. I haven't seen it before. I don't know if it's the same as what happened 30 years ago. There are other forces behind the scenes..."

"I'll go to the county town to check this time, and then I'll go back to the mountain immediately."

The big man's eyes widened, he swallowed the food in his mouth, and shouted:

"Why are you in such a hurry?!"

The young man knew that the uncle in front of him was reluctant to part with all kinds of delicious food at the foot of the mountain, but he didn't order it. He just sneered, clasped his hands together, broke the ground with a crisp sound, and said:
"A few days ago, the senior uncle walking back to the mountain with his twin sons. Qin Fei is fine. Although he has a face of ice cubes, he is also a student who concentrates on learning martial arts. It's not bad. It's that melon boy named Qin Xiao. pestering little Tingyun."

"I heard that I still plan to stay on our Daomen Mountain forever, heh..."

The young man seemed to be exuding a chill, and said with a cold face:

"Little Tingyun is less than eight years old."

"That beast!"

"I have to take my uncle's place and teach him well."

The big man trembled, and said, "If it's a young man, he's a beast, but Qin Xiao is only about the size of Ting Yun. These two little friends are good..." Before the voice fell, he saw the young man's eyes and laughed dryly , I can’t go on, knowing that I have committed a big taboo.

After the little girl named Zhang Tingyun went up the mountain, she became the jewel in the palm of the entire Taoist ancestral family within a few days.

Who can pull off the beard of the patriarch and earn candy?

If it were him, he might have been blown away.

I still eat sugar...

The big man bit his elbow, glanced at the chilling young man, and shrank away wisely, not talking to the young man who was thinking about something terrible, secretly reading for the second son of the Qin family. Mantra three times to show sympathy.

Rescue and wait for the public, and die in a hurry.

Fusheng immeasurable deity.

Young Master Qin, please do it yourself.

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on the official road.

Wang Anfeng drove the horse again, and ran all the way for more than an hour, before arriving at a rather remote town, turned over, took the rein of the horse and walked into the city, what he saw, although it was not a very rich place, was also a place full of warmth. Home, where pedestrians come and go, is full of energy, talking and laughing.

When Wang Anfeng left, Tan Yurou had given him three locations. According to the clues collected, Meng Yuexue and Chuanlian were most likely hiding in these three locations, and the closest one was the In the west alleyway of this city, the innermost courtyard.

Although I don't know where Tan Yurou found the news, but at this time Wang Anfeng can only believe it.

Pull the horse with the left hand and walk slowly.

The courtyard is relatively sparsely populated. There is a thick old tree growing at the entrance facing the wall. It is quite a quiet place, which is very suitable for hiding. When Wang Anfeng walked here, he noticed something similar to The taste of 'Thousand Miles Magic Cloud' changed slightly.

This is exactly the pharmacology of Yazhong, the pharmacist.

Wang Anfeng raised his eyes to look at the courtyard, thinking that the two of them, Chuanlian and Lian, were here, he felt a little excited for a moment, took two steps quickly, and raised his hand to knock on the door.

After a while, the wooden door creaked slightly.

A piercing cold light cut out from the crack of the door, directly aiming at Wang Anfeng's heart!

PS: The second one is more...

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