Ding Shijie bowed and said, "Miss Chen, and this brother! I was adopted by my family master when I was six years old. My family master has taught me for 18 years. I, Ding Shijie, finally achieved some success in weapons! But my family master suggested to me today that I would go into Sichuan and choose the Tang Sect. Shijie was unwilling to waste his great youth in vain, and even lost his life. As a result, the master insisted on expelling him..."

Chen Jinghui became even more angry: "Hmph! One day, one day, one father! You, a rebel disciple, don't even understand this principle? Look at how those senior heroes did it! Which one was not avenged by the master!"

Ding Shijie said: "Master, I will never forget your kindness in raising you. I will support you and see you to see you to die! But the grievances of the previous generation should not affect our generation. What does the Tang Sect in Shu have to do with me? I have the grievances of killing my father and the hatred of taking my wife? If I waste my time for such a little grievance and cannot do a grand career, then I will be your true rebellious disciple, Master!"

Chen Jinghui wanted to speak, but opened his mouth but couldn't speak. After a long "ah" cry, he said bitterly: "Is this world no longer our world?"

Ding Shijie replied: "Master, the times are naturally different. A hundred years ago, Nangong Ying, the first generation of the Nangong family in Huai Shang, entered the world, and entered the sea of ​​stars with one sword, defeated the nine masters of the Demon Sect to unify the world. After the war, he retired without asking about the world. This is the hero of that era..."

"Nang Changhe, the second generation of the Nangong family, traveled around the world and led to a shocking love between good and evil with Yan Sufang of the Demon Family. Finally, Nangong Changhe waved his sword to cut off the sword's feelings, and then broke the Demon Sect under the Tianshan Mountains! This is the case with the heroes of that era!"

"The third generation of Nangong Wuhua from the Nangong family is a game flower, holding her left and right, and no matter whether she was a decent hero or a demon girl, she finally brought a team of women's soldiers back to Huai, with one dragon and seven phoenixes, and everyone in the world was amazed..."

"Twenty years ago, Nangong, the previous generation of the Nangong family, traveled around the world, picked flowers and hunted for beauty, cheated and cheated, and played in the world. His actions had fallen into evil ways. He picked flowers when he had money when he had money, and took brothers with demons from the demon sect, and became jealous with the righteous knights. He was also a role model in the world for a while..."

Finally, Ding Shijie sighed: "In order to restore the declining Nangong family, in order to liberation, the declining Nangong family, do whatever you want as long as you give money, even if you ask him to help you kill, set fire, bully the weak and rob beautiful women, as long as you have money, it is easy to do anything. This is the number one man in our era!"

Listening to Ding Shijie, Chen Xiaowei sighed softly, not knowing why she sighed for. Her voice was very light, but when Bai Yunhang heard it, she felt depressed in her chest, and she had a secret feeling without realizing it.

Chen Jinghui stood there in a daze, not talking. At this time, someone rushed over. Bai Yunhang turned his head and looked at him. He saw a young man running over with sweat on his head and said breathlessly: "Master! Senior Brother! Not good! Not good!"

Chen Jinghui said with a stern face: "What's wrong?"

"Not good! Nothing good!"

Chen Jinghui shouted in anger: "Xiao Lie, what's wrong?"

Xiao Lie was so anxious that he couldn't speak, but Ding Shijie said softly: "Second junior brother, don't be anxious! Tell me slowly if you have something to do!"

Xiao Lie took a break and said, "Senior Brother, someone has come to Uncle Zhuang Qi to choose a place, saying that he is avenging his father's revenge!"

Bai Yunhang nodded secretly, Ding Shijie was much more capable than his junior brother. At this time, Chen Jinghui snorted coldly: "This passionate man with clear grudges in the world... Xiaolie, let's take a look!"

Ding Shijie also followed, and Chen Jinghui cursed all the way: "What are you here for? You are here to follow me!"

Chen Xiaowei and Bai Yunhang asked the handlebar to wait for a while, and followed him to watch the show together. Miss Shen Liu also said, "Someone dared to choose Zhuang Qiye's place, which is amazing..."

Bai Yunhang looked surprised, and he didn't know who Zhuang Qiye was. Chen Xiaowei brushed his hair casually and said, "Zhuang Qiye was known as the 'the number one gun technique in the north and south of the Yellow River' back then. He used authentic Shaolin gun technique. He had very few three-combined enemies under the gun. Although he had already washed his hands, he had many good players in the village. He could make a name for himself in the world if he pulled it out..."

Bai Yunhang naturally remembered it word by word, and soon arrived at Zhuang Qiye's house.

The dealer was obviously a wealthy and powerful house. Bai Yunhang saw a large courtyard covering an area of ​​vast territory, facing south and north, accounting for almost a quarter of the entire village. Through the courtyard, more than a dozen stores were opened, including mills, wineries, machine shops, paper shops, sauce shops, cotton houses, sugar shops, and meat shops. They were all made of the "Zhuang Family" sign, and there were hundreds of acres of good paddy fields outside.

There had been a group of people from the Jianghu who were watching the show around. I saw a young man standing in front of the door of the banker's courtyard, wearing a hero scarf, wearing a blue dress, hanging a treasure bag on his waist, holding a silver sword. He was the standard image of a young man in the Jianghu. With the momentum of standing proudly in the wind, he really had the spirit of a child in the Jianghu. He only heard him say loudly: "Some people have grudges, and there are grudges, there are grudges!"

"Don't think that Jinban can quit the world by washing his hands and cutting off his grudges! The hatred of killing his father is irreconcilable! Zhuang Qi, if you are a man, come out for me!"

This was said with great momentum, and someone immediately responded: "Kunlun Duanjie is waving the flag for Brother Mo!"

"Brother Mo's words are so bold that Luo Songyun in Huashan admires you!"

Bai Yunhang glanced at it and it was the young heroes who were chasing Hua Yueying that day. They were all wearing brocade robes and gorgeous clothes. There were more than a dozen carriages parked next to them. It turned out that they were taking a car to watch the show.

But Young Master Mo rushed to a big dismay, and no one responded to the dealer's courtyard. Chen Jinghui looked at Young Master Mo's rejuvenation and felt more sad, and he couldn't help but say, "Rebel! Look at him!"

Ding Shijie was about to speak out when the door of the dealer's courtyard had opened, and a man with a butler looked like a housekeeper came out, followed by six or seven strong men. He glanced out, and finally fixed his eyes on Young Master Mo and snorted coldly: "Mo Wuxiao, it's you again!"

Mo Wuxiao bowed and said loudly: "The hatred of killing your father is irreconcilable! You can call out Zhuang Qi, and then blood will splatter three feet away to stop the grudges!"

Chen Jinghui said this and nodded repeatedly, and the butler snorted coldly again: "My master and your family have no grudges. Didn't he just beat your father in the competition with one move and half a move?"

Mo Wuxiao turned around and said to everyone: "My father's north leg, Mo Wanghe, and a pair of fast feet swept across the river, the Yellow River, and was known as the best in the north. In the seventeenth year, he bumped into Zhuang Qi in Hebei and mishandled. His father was in a state of injustice and drew his sword to help him, but because Zhuang Qi relied on the advantage of weapons, he injured his father and died after returning home for three months..."

The housekeeper and Mo Wuxiao started a quarrel: "The Wulin case has been concluded, it is clear that you are greedy for money to stand up for others. My master is the real chivalrous and righteous! Besides, let me ask you, Mo Wuxiao! Since you have established the word "to prove it, you want to cut off your grudges, why did you come to the door to extort money repeatedly!"

When Mo Wuxiao heard this, he drew out his silver sword and pointed it at the butler, and said angrily: "How can you ruin your reputation? Call Zhuang Qi back quickly. I will fight with this old thief and I will live!"

The housekeeper was very clear: "You had to leave four taels of silver more than four months ago, and you had to leave three and a half taels three months ago. Last month, I took two taels and made a name for the words "It is said that you will be able to stop your grudges from now on and you will not come to ask for money again!"

Mo Wuxiao changed his face suddenly. He cried violently and threw the silver sword on the ground: "My uncle, my father died when I was two years old. My mother raised me with great difficulty. The orphan and widowed mother had a hard time. I don't know how much hardship I have suffered over the past ten years... You can drive me away in less than ten taels of silver, no matter how long it is!"

Duan Bieqing immediately supported: "Is the revenge of killing my father worth only ten taels of silver? I will not succeed! On behalf of Kunlun Party, I am extremely dissatisfied with Master Zhuang Qi's approach!"

"Huashan Luo Songyun can't stand this kind of movement..."

"Taishan Sect Sun Tang Sword..."

"Zhang Yun of Wudang Sect..."

The butler couldn't help but soften when he saw that he was angry with the public: "How much do you want?"

"How can the revenge of killing my father be measured by a few taels of silver?" Chen Jinghui finally had a little hope when he heard this. Unexpectedly, Mo Wuxiao changed his mind: "Give me five hundred taels of silver at a time! Please make a notarization. As long as Zhuang Qi is willing to pay the five hundred taels, he will be in a grudge from now on and will no longer draw his sword to meet him!"

Of course, there are people who waving flags and shouting: "Five hundred taels! Just give this housekeeper!"

"It only costs five hundred taels of silver to break a grudge!"

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Luo Songyun even raised his big finger and said loudly: "Young Master Mo is willing to avenge him, and he is indeed a manly demeanor!"

Chen Jinghui couldn't help but say to himself: "Is this avenge of revenge?"

The young master of a hero replied softly: "Now the style of a chivalrous man in the world is to quickly enter the brothel, lying drunk on the beautiful woman's knees, no longer limited by those old rules and regulations in the world. Why do we have to bear the grudges of the previous generation? Exchange a few silver coins is the right way!"

Turning his head and looking at Ding Shijie, he couldn't help but burst into tears, and he still said to himself: "It turns out that the world is really not our world..."

Mo Wuxiao and the butler shouted loudly over there: "Four hundred and fifty taels, no more...Ten taels!...What!Ten taels, the revenge of killing the father is only worth this price?"

The prices of the two sides were very different. Several young masters also went up to help bargain. Seeing that there was no dispute, Mo Wuxiao changed the topic suddenly: "I only gave it fifteen taels? No, four hundred taels! Four hundred taels! This is the price of jumping off the property!... By the way, where are your ladies living?"

The housekeeper said angrily: "Sixteen taels, no more! What do you ask our ladies for?"

Mo Wuxiao bargained and replied, "Three Hundred and Ninety Tales, I gave up ten more!...Well, have you never read the chivalrous novel? Those who come to take revenge will definitely make the daughter of the enemy who is as beautiful as a flower, and then a passionate love affair will come!...Three Hundred and Eighty Tales! Please point me the back garden of your lady's boudoir!"

When the bargaining was not over, the parties involved were having a lot of fun, but the people watching the show felt that there was no meaning at all. Someone had gradually dispersed. Bai Yunhang and his group also wanted to leave. At this moment, they only heard a soft shout: "Who comes to the door to take revenge, let my aunt see!"

Mo Wuxiao could not see the lady's true appearance in the crowd, so he lifted his heels and shouted loudly: "My master Mo Wuxiao... this lady... this lady... the beautiful sister Fengyu... it's me! It's me!"

The Miss Zhuang Fengyu's voice seemed a little hoarse, and she said: "I was just watching the chivalrous novel bought by my father in Xiu Pavilion. I was thinking that a peerless and handsome boy came to take revenge, but he played a passionate and shocking love with me. Unexpectedly, it came... Let me see which handsome young man is? Get out of the way! Get out of the way!"

It was indeed the tiger girl of the general. Mo Wuxiao also shouted loudly: "Get out of the way! Get out of the way! Let me see Miss Fengyu..."

When the two young men saw each other almost at the same time, they immediately opened their mouths wide and could not disturb them. Chen Jinghui couldn't help but think: "I fell in love with you at first sight!"

Bai Yunhang also discovered Zhuang Fengyu's true face. He saw Zhuang Fengyu's green leather boots, purple-red skirt, and a bright yellow top. This wonderful color combination made Bai Yunhang, a man, admired him. After closer inspection, his body was very plump and his face was leaping straight. It was like Lutige pulling up willows and reincarnated, which could make the Shanyu break his arrows and fight back.

Zhuang Fengyu also has a lion roaring skill: "It's just this ugly man? He doesn't love him! My man must be as beautiful as Pan Yu, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and a handsome tree facing the wind, and a majestic..."

Mo Wuxiao was so scared that he was shocked. It took him a long time to come to his senses: "Aren't the ladies of the enemies all as beautiful as flowers?"

At this time, the lady's girl also ran out in panting with a book. The girl looked as cute as the lady. Zhuang Fengyu used the lion roar and asked, "Is there anyone on the ranking of the young master named Mo Wuxiao?"

The girl quickly turned over the rankings of the world and replied: "Miss, there has never been one!"

Bai Yunhang was relieved. This ranking was not produced by the 10,000-word family in Xijing. It was probably still credible. Mo Wuxiao was already a frightened bird. He shouted loudly: "Buyer, butler! Give me 18 taels of silver, I will leave immediately..."

Zhuang Fengyu Lion Roaring there has never stopped: "What... I haven't even made the candidate list? Call me out. My husband is a man who stands tall and stands tall, and a peerless knight who everyone praises in the world..."

After the song ended, Chen Jinghui just sighed constantly, no longer complained about Ding Shijie, and agreed to Shen Xiaowei to find the Shaolin abandoned disciple of Xiongershan together. Shen Xiaowei bowed to Bai Yunhang and said, "Brother Bai, let's leave here..."

Why didn't he even want to keep him? Bai Yunhang felt a little depressed. The cart was shaking on the undulating horse carriage lane, gradually getting closer and closer to Dengfeng County.
Chapter completed!