Pi Ye finally got her feet on the ground when the first ray of sunshine appeared on the horizon, and this was also the first time for this native dog to go abroad. This made her spin several times on the ground with joy, and her tail turned into a propeller.
"We will be stationed in the water. If you need anything, call me."
"Okay, fishman leader."
Watching the warriors of the Di Human Tribe slowly dive into the water and disappear, Master Pi happily strolled on the shore, chasing butterflies. You know, she fluttered butterflies. When she got tired, she lay down in the grass to sleep. When she woke up, she went to the mountain.
Catch rabbits to eat, then continue to flutter butterflies, sleep, and catch rabbits.
When she remembered what she was going to do, she found that she had arrived in Serbia, and she could only walk back while crying.
It is already past eight o'clock in the evening on the third day, and it is the seventh day since the elderly group came to Greece. Tomorrow they will embark on the road to continue their journey to the UK that they have always dreamed of.
They had been living very relaxedly these past few days, and they were very familiar with each other. Everyone was chatting and laughing, and they really felt like they had regained a bit of their youth.
"I'm telling you, I came to this place when I was young, it was exciting."
An old man in his fifties pulled Chen Shi and stood at the door of a style shop. He was an old widower. His wife and children left him in a car accident a few years ago, and he has been single since he was in his forties. He is also usually single.
They are crazy, but after Chen Shi arrived at Chang'an Lane, the two became drinking buddies. One was crazy and the other was taciturn. They were a perfect match.
When he had nothing to do, the little old man would teach Chen Shi how to do Tai Chi. His Tai Chi was so soft that Chen Shi didn't like it, but because of his face, he just followed suit and played a few tricks. It was quite interesting.
Oh, by the way. The old man’s name is very interesting. His surname is Feng, which is a very rare surname. He is called Feng Wudi. People in the alley will call him Lao Feng. Over time, Lao Feng turned into Lao Feng, and he didn’t care.
Even when everyone calls him Lao Feng now, he still smiles.
"Here, there is a pretty girl dancing for you. You can't touch her, just watch her dance and pay her."
"How much?"
"Usually the reward is ten yuan or twenty yuan." Old Feng took out a pile of ten yuan loose banknotes from his pocket, which looked like two or three thousand euros: "I'm asking you."
Chen Shi didn't want to go. He had already locked up his love for swordsmanship and tried not to be tempted by this mortal desire. However, Old Feng was very insistent and dragged Chen Shi in.
As expected, after entering, everywhere was filled with melodious sounds, the lights inside were dim, and there was a psychedelic feeling. Many young people and middle-aged people who were not doing their jobs mingled here, and women with obvious Eastern European descent were posing on the small stage.
.
Lao Feng walked to the stage and pointed to the wine rack: "Drink, I'll treat you."
When Chen Shi saw the wine, he naturally became rude. The two of them ordered seven or eight bottles of cheap spirits, including even a bottle of eau-de-vie. Their behavior frightened the bartender, who murmured that he wanted
I tried to dissuade him, but I found that the two little old men in front of me had unscrewed the bottle cap, and then clinked glasses with the water of life that could be used as industrial alcohol.
"Dry."
Looking up, tons, tons, tons, tons, tons, tons, tons, tons, tons, tons, tons, tons, tons, tons, tons, tons, tons, tons, tons, tons, tons, tons, tons, tons, tons, tons, tons, tons, tons, tons, tons, tons, tons, tons, tons, tons, tons, tons, tons, tons, and tons of wine. The two of them let out a sigh of relief and burped. Old Feng laughed and patted Chen Shi on the shoulder: "If there is a disc,
Xiao Zhang’s fennel beans and a plate of plain beef are so delicious.”
Chen Shi touched his mouth. It was the first time he drank such a strong drink. The drink had no poisonous taste, but it felt like he had swallowed a mouthful of strong fire. It was soothing from his throat to his stomach, and then a numbing feeling filled his limbs.
Bai Gu, he couldn't help but sigh that it would be really nice if he could have a serving of fennel beans from a small restaurant right now.
The way they drank had attracted many people around to watch, and when they opened the second bottle, some people even applauded them. This bottle of wine is tequila, a strong drink, which can reach
The temperature was 75 degrees. Chen Shi commented that the taste was good, but not as good as the previous bottle.
The two drunkards drank seven or eight bottles of liquor, and the people around them were already dumbfounded. At this time, Lao Feng had already taken out his wallet, took out several pieces of money, stuffed it obscenely into the waitress's chest, and then said:
A lewd and wanton laugh.
When Chen Shi saw his appearance, he couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly. He knew that Lao Feng's dissolute behavior was just to cover up his longing for his wife and children, because although he smiled obscenely, there was no trace of lust in his eyes.
It was nothing after that. The two of them came here to have a big drink and then went back. However, the stack of money that Old Feng had just carried was already targeted by the unemployed people here. After the two little old men walked out, they
, they exchanged a few glances and followed each other out.
At this moment, Old Feng and Chen Shi were singing rough songs in the alley under the moonlight. Old Feng was from northern Shaanxi, and his Qin Opera voice had a long history. Listening to him sing Qin Opera was one of Chen Shi's few joys.
The two of them were walking staggeringly in the alley at night, shouting the anger and sadness that belonged to the yellow earth.
As they walked, they both stopped and turned their heads at the same time. They found that behind them were several young people in their teens and twenties, there were about seven or eight of them, dressed in strange clothes, with smiles on their faces.
Have good intentions.
When one of them saw them stopping, he took out a dagger and stepped forward, intending to strike as usual. Chen Shi had already made fingers on one hand, but Lao Feng stopped him: "Oh! Kill the chicken!"
It's up to me whether you want to use a bull's knife or not."
Old Feng stepped forward and first raised his hand towards the boy holding the knife. The boy seemed to be frightened and stabbed him with the dagger without saying a word. However, before he could speak, Old Feng struck out with a Tai Chi hand.
Without seeing any movement, the man had already flown ten meters away.
This angered the gang of boys, and they swarmed up.
It is said that a master can be beaten to death by random punches, but Lao Feng is obviously not one of them. He dodges in the crowd, and his body shape matches his boxing skills. He can punch, stroke, squeeze, press, pick, push, elbow, lean, and hit the opponent.
It was crying for father and mother, and it all came to an end within a few moments.
And just when they were laughing and about to leave, a man jumped out from the shadows. This man looked like the boss of these people. He put his hands on both sides of his body coolly, and his posture even looked a bit like Tom Cat.
Just like this, he got closer and closer to Lao Feng, who was standing in the middle of a circle of young men.
When he was about to approach him, the man's fists suddenly ignited with flames, and then he passed by shining in Old Feng's face. Old Feng was neither anxious nor surprised, he just turned his head and dodged, and then faced the fierce attack from the opposite side.
Fire Fist, he still looked calm and unhurried. When someone punched him, he just knocked on the opponent's elbow. When the opponent rebounded briefly, he used Qi Luck Fist.
, Shengsheng knocked off the flames from the opponent's hand.
Logically speaking, this rootless fire would be extinguished soon, but in Lao Feng's hands, it kept growing and growing, like a small living toy that he played with.
When had the flame superpower opposite experienced such a grievance? He let his arms burn with flames and attacked Old Feng again. Old Feng's figure changed again, and the flames gathered in his hands directly pressed against the opponent's stomach.
superior.
“Original soup transformed into original food.”
He said so, but the originally chaotic flames were actually coiled into a high-speed rotating energy ball by Old Feng. It was like a Rasengan. It hit the opponent and directly knocked him away dozens of meters away.
I knelt on the ground with my belly full for a while and then fell down.
Chen Shi applauded lightly, while Old Feng waved his hand: "I'm old, I was in the world back then... forget it, let's not mention it."
"Then can you do this trick of mine?"
After Chen Shi said this, he shot a sword energy at Old Feng. At such a close distance, he thought that Old Feng would be stabbed, but he never thought that one of Old Feng's hands could keep up with the speed of the sword energy, and his fingers quickly circled the sword.
After a few rounds of anger, Chen Shi's sword energy was actually completely bent. With the movement of his hand, the originally sharp and sharp sword energy was also rounded up by Old Feng.
Finally, he casually directed the ball of sword energy to the ground beside him, and the force of the sword energy became even more powerful, creating a pit the size of a water tank on the ground.
"I'm getting old. I can't handle your anger any more. You're too strong. You've almost reached the ceiling of a martial artist."
Chen Shi pursed his lips and thought for a moment: "You can make me angry at such a distance? Old man, who were you before?"
Old Feng opened his blurred eyes, and his cloudy eyes lit up at this moment: "I won't hide it from you. I, Feng Wudi, used martial arts to enter Taoism, but I was just a little short of breaking through the disaster with my body. It's a pity that my wife and children caused trouble later.
, I’m too lazy to practice.”
Chen Shi thought about it carefully: "Oh! You are one of the Six Elites of the Central Plains thirty years ago, the Fengshen Liangsheng. I have heard of you."
"Hahahaha, what a stupid name." Old Feng waved his hand: "Let's go, let's go have supper, I'll treat you."
After they left, a man was trembling in the shadows and did not dare to move, because just now when Chen Shi was holding his hands behind his back, a sword energy from his little finger split the mask on his face into two, which was just right without hurting his skin.
The skill of control is already perfect.
And this person in the shadow is just a small killer under the Magic Federation, but his ability... seems to be a bit lacking.
"Have you dealt with that person?" Lao Feng took a bunch of grilled rice cakes and started eating: "This shabby place doesn't even have a place for late-night snacks."
The two came to the beach, where the group of old ladies were still listening to Old Man Zhu from Alley No. 2 playing guitar and singing "Horse Racing Mountain". The light of the fire made them seem to be in a trance back to what they were when they were twenty years old.
"Just a warning, I have passed the age of committing murderous crimes. Hiding a sword on my body is to restrain my murderous intention." Chen Shi smiled and said to Lao Feng: "I am still young, so why bother."
"Yes, it's great to be young. If you can't help but kill, don't kill. Flowers will bloom again, and people will never be young again."